The Hot Sexy HR Nisha – Part 3

So we got back, and I went to my room and slept. Around 6 pm, Sumit came to the room and woke me up.

Sumit: Dude, get ready for the barbeque party. Everyone will start arriving soon.

Me: Oh, ok.

He left, and I was still sleepy. I hate these parties with unknown strangers. You have to talk to people you don’t know, and honestly, I hate it. Anyways I got a shower and was ready. By the time I came out, quite a few of the guests had come.

I went out, and Sumit introduced me to some of them. I hardly knew anyone. So I just got a beer, sat on a corner couch, and started doing nothing on my phone. It was boring until I saw this sexy woman in a black sleeveless short dress. The dress was barely reaching her ass from the back.

Her dress was so tight. Her ass looked fucking hot. For the next few minutes, my eyes were stuck on that sexy piece of ass waltzing around the room on high heels talking, drinking. I could make out a bit of flirting too! A few times, she did pass me, and she smelled good.

I bet she sprayed a good amount of some expensive perfume.  I had finished my first beer observing every fucking detail of her sexy body. My cock was going hard and soft like a sine wave. I realized that this sexy lady was enjoying all the attention her beautiful body got.

A woman with a sexy body wants to be looked at, appreciated and she feels the best when other men crave her. And don’t think she doesn’t know it. Oh, the moment she sees a man’s eyes, she knows that the cock between his legs is saluting her body. I would love to get cozy between the valley of love!

For my innocent readers, I mean between those soft juicy tits. From the moment she and her husband arrived, I had not even seen her speak to him. On the other hand, other men have been drinking and enjoying the smell of body perfume while their eyes were feasting on her sexy body.

Trust me, this woman has already been fucked hard in their minds, or perhaps the foreplay is still going on. I would recommend the foreplay to prolong. Because with women like these, you would want to seduce her, thrill her till her pussy is warm, and slowly leak her hot juices.

Now you get first to lick her nice, feel her pussy swelling up, drinking her love juice. Then her moans become louder, and her wet pussy gets used to your tongue. That’s when you take out your monster and drill your way to sexual bliss.

She did notice me a few times checking her out. I think she purposely walked past me a few times, giving a smile, hoping I would perhaps talk. Friends, your brother was just too lazy to get up from his chair. I know, I know you will say he got free beer. He was happy.

Yes, that time, I was just happy to sit, drink and get a hard-on. I think I was checking my WhatsApp when I heard the smile of a woman. It sounded like Nisha. I just looked around, and what I saw made me stand up from my chair. I was shocked at what I saw.

I know I spent a lot of time describing a woman in a black dress and how you should fuck such women. Just delete it out of your mind. What your brother saw was something a man can only dream of seeing. Today I couldn’t believe I was seeing it.

I stood at the corner of the room with a pint and half of Kingfisher down. I was feeling a bit horny as I saw a beautiful sexy woman glowing in her prime sexiness. With a glass of champagne in her left hand and the right hand slowly moving, trying to explain something. She looked fucking hot.

I was seeing her from the side, and I saw her naked arms. It was milky white, slim, and tender. Even from far, I could make out that her skin was soft, silky, and must be amazing to feel. She had worn an apple watch on her right wrist, and it made her look sexy.

But this was just the beginning of the description of this cock teaser. She had worn this sleeveless blouse. It just started just at her boobs, till quite below a navel. It was purely sensuous, beautiful fair silky smooth skin on display.

She had worn a light blue chiffon saree way below her navel. It appeared it was just hanging on her hip bone, showing her sexy waist. While I continued to observe her, she moved away. I had lost sight of her. I finished my pint and went to get another one, and there she was standing in all her glory.

I couldn’t believe my friend had a fucking hot babe as his wife. We looked at each other and smiled. But my eyes could hardly stop from going straight to her blouse. I mean, what the hell was she wearing? Was she even trying to hide her busty assets or what?

I am not sure if you have seen women these days wearing bikini-style blouses. She was wearing this black bikini blouse, just covering her boobs and showing her entire cleavage. What was even more seductive was that there was no bra underneath that blouse.

It was just a piece of black cloth covering those huge juicy tits. Perhaps every man in the party desired to suck, lick and bite! As she turned to reply to someone, I saw her back. It was completely naked, soft silky milky white skin right from her ass till her neck.

Her blouse was supported by a thin knot. That’s what was holding her beautiful tits from being on full display. I can’t tell you how hard I was. But I could not stand there and talk to her. My cock was showing up in my tight jeans, so I moved away. As I was walking away, I heard someone call me.

“Rohit…”

I turned back and saw Nisha calling me. I was like, shit, she will know horny I am. I turned back.

Me: Hey, Nisha!

Nisha: Hey, where the hell are you? I haven’t seen you for a while.

She kept on asking so many things. But my eyes were fixed to her beautiful face. Those soft lips with lipstick, her open hair, looking all silky and moved to the right side of the neck. My eyes went to my neck, and it looked so sexy.

If anything, I would want to lick her neck. Her collar bone looked so sexy in that bikini blouse. I finally came to my senses.

Me: Oh, I was hanging back and having a drink.

Nisha: You are our main guest. You can’t just hang back.

Me: Haha, it’s fine.

Nisha: Are you sure?

Me: Yes, Nisha.

Nisha: Ok, but if you need anything, tell me. I am sorry, but I have to look after all the guests.

Me: Oh sure, don’t worry about me.

Nisha left, but the smell of her sexy body perfume had left me intoxicating. When she said if I needed anything, I felt like saying, oh yes, I need something. Can you just let me hold you in my arms? Just lick your sexy neck, or just let me hold you by your waist and feel your curvy waist.

I needed shots now. This stupid beer won’t do. I headed over to the bar and had a few back-to-back shots. I was horny like hell. Her sexy body kept coming in front of me. I wondered how my friend was allowing his hot wife in such a body-exposing dress in front of everyone.

Not that I mind it. But if Nisha were my wife, I wouldn’t let her walk like a slutty whore exposing her body to other men. Friends, if you allow your wife to move around exposing her body to other men, some man will ultimately strip her naked and make her his slutty bitch.

The question was, whom would she finally allow removing her panty. Of course, I knew my luck wouldn’t be shining. So I just continued to drink and have those amazing Malai kebabs!

The party continued. Then Sumit asked everyone to move up to the terrace as there would be some games and drinks up there. As usual, I wasn’t interested but decided to go up. I just stood back and continued to have a beer again and watched Sumit organize the game.

“Hey, stranger…”

I looked to my right and saw Nisha.

Me: Hey, what are you doing here? Aren’t you suppose to be hosting the game?

Nisha: Oh no, that’s all your friend Sumit. I, anyways, hate these games.

Me: Lol, cheers to that.

Nisha: So you’ve been quiet all evening.

I was already quite high. With Nisha now right next to me, I could barely stop noticing her busty cleavage.

Me: Aah, just relaxing. Parties are meant to relax, but it seems people are all hyper here.

Nisha: Lol, true.

I again tried to feel her tits with my eyes, and this time, she caught me. She smiled.

Nisha: Do you always drink and check out your friend’s wives?

I have no idea how or what made me say the next line, but I did.

Me: Do you also love to expose your body to other men?

Nisha was surprised to hear this, and I was like, shit, she will slap me.

Nisha: Ah, someone doesn’t like my dress.

Me: Oh no, I love it. It’s just way too sexy and hot. I am sure you’ve made a lot of men hard.

Nisha: Lol, really?

Me: Come on, you don’t have to behave as if you haven’t noticed men looking at you.

Nisha: Ok, ok. I know. So did I make you hard as well?

Friend’s don’t drink too much, that your mind’s filter fails to stop you from speaking things that may not be the best.

Me: Well, proof of the pudding is in the eating.

Nisha: Lol, did you offer me to blow you?

Me: Well, there are other ways too to know if I am hard or not. Touching it is one of them.

Nisha burst into laughter. A few people turned back and looked at us.

Nisha: You know what, we cannot have this here. Lol, you will make me laugh and die, and people will think we are crazy. Let’s go to Social Room.

Me: Won’t Sumit look for you?

Nisha: Oh, don’t worry, his games will be running for a couple of hours.

We quietly moved away and went to the Social Room. It was another room in the Apartment complex that they had booked for the party. We reached and sat down on the sofa.

Nisha: Rohit, how much have you had tonight?

Me: Why?

Nisha: Why? Look at you, hitting on your friend’s wife!

Me: Don’t use the word hitting. It makes me look violent.

Nisha: Haha, stop making me laugh. Fine, you are flirting with your friend’s wife! Do you want to drink something good?

Me: Do you think I will say No to anything that you offer?

Nisha had an angry and smiling face looking at me for flirting with her non-stop. She offered me Macallan 30, and we stood and continued to talk.

Nisha: I had no idea you were so funny.

Me: But I had the idea from day 1.

Nisha: Idea about?

Me: That my friend has a beautiful hotwife!

Nisha: Ahaa, and how did you get the idea?

Me: Really, Nisha, you are going to ask this. You walked in on me wearing a bra. Wait, a half-cupped bra, barely covering anything.

Nisha: Ok, ok. I got your point. Can I ask you something?

Me: Sure.

Nisha: Were you jerking off in the toilet?

Me: Well, I did, and it was lots on the wall!

Nisha: What? I hope you cleaned it.

Me: Yes, Mam! So you are worried about your wall and not angry because I masturbated thinking about you?

Nisha: Well, wouldn’t it be odd for a guy not to jerk off after seeing his friend’s wife in a bra?

Our conversation just went on, and we just continued to flirt with each other. We had started to discuss things like we had known each other for a long time. We stood against the bar counter side by side, and while talking, we came close side by side. She was standing on my right side.

I slowly moved my right hand towards her and placed it on the counter just behind her exposed waist. I didn’t touch her but just kept it there. We continued to talk, flirt. I had realized my being drunk helped me flirt more because she was cool with it.

We continued to talk about work. I slowly put my right thumb on her waist and slowly touched her naked waist. I did it gently to check her reaction. Good thing I was making her laugh a lot. She didn’t mind much, and I slowly moved my thumb, feeling her waist softly.

Oh, the touch of her soft skin made me hard again. As I moved my thumb to feel her skin, I think she felt it, but we continued to talk. Seeing her smile and we continued to flirt made me even hornier.

I decided to move my right hand and placed it on her naked waist. This was the moment I knew it could go in my favor or it could go wrong. I placed my hand on her waist. She stopped speaking for a moment and looked at me. There was a moment of silence, and we both looked at her.

Friends, I am not sure if you have heard about ‘sexual electricity.’ But this is what was being conducted between each other during that brief moment of silence. It is when a million sexual thoughts are running in each other’s minds.

With the presence of alcohol, when I looked into her eyes, we both knew what could happen if this sexual electricity was not broken.

Nisha: Hey, want another drink?

Me: Sure.

Nisha left to get a drink for us.