My name is Shiv, I am 30 years old, divorced, 5' 10", slim and living in Delhi, my story is unusual and involves my girlfriend, a 28 year old woman, I will call her Simran and my best friend's parents. My best friend is a 25 year old girl Priya, who got married last year and is now in the U.S.A, about a 10 days ago Simran and me met Priya's parent's at a wedding. Simran was wearing a black sari with a backless blouse; she is 5'5", has a very good figure and was looking very sexy.
Priya's parents are a very good looking couple, her father is in the late 40s, 6' and with an athletic body, her mother is in her mid 40s, dark, about the same height as Simran and with a figure which is beyond good, she wears her saris very low so that her naval is visible and that is a real turn on for me. Through the years she always used to insist that I call her by her name Neelam, which used to be embarrassing for me as I used to call her Mrs. Sharma.
Well at this wedding Priya's dad Sharad just would not leave us and kept on showering compliments on Simran, she was flattered and felt good that a good looking middle aged man was paying her so much attention, Sharad insisted that we come for drinks the next day to their place and we agreed. When Simran and me went to bed that night she was wild and behaved as if she had not been fucked in years, before sleeping she confessed that while I was fucking her she had been fantasizing that she was in bed with Priya's father.
Next day we went over to their house at about 8 in the evening, both Simran and me were wearing jeans, she was wearing a sleeveless top and I had a shirt on, Sharad was sitting in jeans and t shirt and Neelam was wearing a white cotton shirt with a black skirt which had a slit in the back which nearly went up to her ass, when she went to make us drinks I could not get my eyes off her thighs which were looking very firm and smooth and did not have any trace of fat on them. I got up and went to help her with the drinks.
Neelam and Sharad had whisky with soda, I had a beer while Simran had vodka with tonic, before we knew it was already 10.30 and all of us had had many drinks and were reasonably high, the conversation initially was very general, the Indian political scene, General Musharraf taking over power in Pakistan etc. In the last hour or so Sharad just kept on talking to Simran and I felt as if he was trying to flirt more than have a conversation and I was surprised at how Simran was playing along.
When Neelam and me went to refill our glasses she commented very naughtily that both of them were so engrossed in each other that our being there did not matter, after that Neelam and me shared a cigarette and I felt that when she would take or give me the cigarette she would touch my fingers longer than necessary and would stare deep into my eyes, I quickly told myself that since I was high my imagination was running like a wild horse.
After that Sharad and Neelam started dancing to some slow music that was playing, they asked us to join in also but I gave some excuse and we watched them dance to 'Hello' by Lionel Richie, soon Sharad's hands were all over Neelam, he held her waist, stroked her neck and squeezed her ass, she looked at me embarrassed and I just smiled, this went on for some time, by this time I could make out that Neelam was also getting turned on and She kissed Sharad very passionately and he put his hand in her shirt and started feeling her breasts, her face lit up with lust and after that she pushed him away pointing towards Simran and me.
