Update 34
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" I muttered in panic, trying repeatedly to login into Ravi's secret bank account. But the website refused to accept the credentials, with a pop-up announcing that they had been reset.
'Did Ravi find out?'
I was getting more anxious as the minutes went by, but I knew that it was not a glitch. Ravi had regained access to his bank account.
I then logged into his personal email hoping that he had not changed the password there. Luckily, I still had access and a quick run through his emails showed me what had happened!
The bank had registered my takeover of Ravi's account as a suspicious activity and sent Ravi a notification email asking him to reset it. Harmless enough, he probably thought it was a phishing attempt, but as I scanned through the rest of the emails, I saw the transaction alerts showing that he had started emptying the accounts already!
"Shit!!!" I cursed aloud as I slammed my fist on my desk, the realization that I'd screwed up finally hitting me.
I had been careless and arrogant, believing that I was smarter than them when I should have known better. I had thought that he would use the money just before the buy-out, but he wasn't an amateur. He knew that I was on to him, and the minute he received that alert, he acted.
Now he's cleaned it up and moved the rest of the money into a shell account that I had not yet found. I slumped in my chair, staring at the computer screen in disbelief; I was defeated!
"Everything Ok?" Nora's soft voice startled me.
I looked back to see her standing at the door, dressed in a simple white salwar kameez, her hair damp from the shower. She didn't have any make-up on, but she still looked gorgeous, and my heart skipped a beat when she smiled sweetly with her cute dimples.
I tried to compose myself and smiled back at her weakly, "It's nothing... Don't worry about it!" I didn't want to worry her. But I guess my expression must have given something away. Nora raised her eyebrows and walked over, placing a gentle kiss on my cheek before wrapping her arms around me and straddling me on the chair.
Her beautiful face was inches away from my own, her soft lips curled into a slight smile, and she looked deep into my eyes, "Tell me... I know you're hiding something."
"The door is open! Someone might see us..." I warned her, glancing at the open doorway.
"Don't worry. It's just us at home today! Pankaj is with Tara for his physio, and Jhanvi is out with Pooja, shopping for clothes for the reunion." Nora said, leaning forward and capturing my lips in a soft kiss. We kissed for a good minute, my tension fading into the background as Nora's tongue danced with mine.
When we finally broke our kiss, panting slightly, Nora cupped my chin, forcing me to look into her eyes, and said, "Talk to me, Master <3!"
I looked at the concern in her eyes and sighed, "I lost the money..." I told her everything that had happened, and how Ravi must have discovered it the minute he got the alert from the Bank. Nora frowned when I finished talking, looking deep in thought for a couple of seconds while she chewed her lower lip nervously.
"Do you know what he's planning to do with it?" Nora finally asked, her voice filled with anxiety.
"Yes, I've figured out that much. He still needs to buy 20% more shares of the company in the open market to reach the critical 51% mark to take over. That's what the money that was being stolen from our accounts was for, plus the money borrowed from Shah Rukh..."
"If Ravi has emptied the accounts..." she began but I interrupted her.
"Don't worry, he doesn't have enough money yet. Even with Oberoi's support, he still needs at least twice of what they've gathered, and I think I know how he plans to get that." I explained, "The easiest and fastest way to make the money is through insider trading and some sabotage!"
"Sabotage!?" Nora asked with a confused frown on her forehead.
I explained my theory, "Well, in a few weeks our quarterly profits are being released, and if Ravi rigs the reports with Narayan's help, he can manipulate the share prices and earn a huge profit in just one shot!" I explained further, "Then with that money he will buy our shares at rock bottom prices for pennies on the dollar!"
"Will it work?!"
"It's definitely going to happen if I don't stop him. I was planning to steal the money after I had taken care of Kishore but now, I may need to tip my hand and reveal things to Dad. I'm worried about how he'll take it, given his weak heart!"
"What if you don't have to do that? I think there is another way!" Nora said, surprising me, "You said you need to prevent the share prices from crashing, right? What if instead of fudging the results to make the quarter look bad, can't we instead fake a really good quarter and show profits that will shoot the share price up! Won't that wipe out Ravi's shorts?"
I looked up at her in surprise, "But how? Narayan is firmly in Ravi and Kishore's pockets. Plus, even after that, we still end up losing all the money that Kishore stole!"
"You can leave Narayan to me! I will make sure that he flips to our side. And regarding the money we lost, what if we bet on our shares the other way? We go long on Kapoor Enterprises and short sell Oberoi!" she suggested.
"That's Brilliant!" I exclaimed, "But are you sure you can flip Narayan?"
"Oh please, that man is a grade-A pervert. All I need to do is tease him a little and he'll be eating from my hands," she said with an evil grin. "Leave it to me, you just need to figure out how to get the money to play our own little stock game. It needs to be discreet so that Ravi or Kishore don't catch on!"
"You know what, this just might work. You're a genius!" I said, kissing her on her cheeks, my mood was already lifting.
Nora giggled happily as she wrapped her arms around my neck and leaned close, her lips hovering inches from mine. "I am more than just a pretty face, you know?"
"You are so much more than that..." I said as my eyes locked with hers.
"I'm your very own sexy, GENIUS slut! And you better not forget it, Suraj!" she purred as she stood up and slowly began undressing for me. I gulped as she slowly pulled her kameez off, revealing her juicy tits in her sexy white bra.
"Now if you are done with all that worrying about Ravi... Can you concentrate on something even more important?"
"And what would that be?" I asked with a smirk, as I looked lustfully at her sexy curvy body, clad only in a white bra and salwaar.
"Like letting your slut worship your big cock that I love so much, Master <3!" She said seductively with an evil grin.
"Hmmm... Well, I do need to relax a little and de-stress, I guess." I grinned as she knelt down between my legs, reaching for my belt buckle.
"Mmm... Relax, Master... let your slut serve you..." she purred as she pulled out my half-hard cock.
I could hear her breath become heavier in anticipation at the sight of my cock. This was something I noticed in Nora; she was always headstrong and so confident in every other aspect, but when she is in front of my cock, she turns into my slut. A cock drunk whore who will do anything to suck, lick, and worship my big fat cock.
Nora's eyes glazed over in lust as she licked her lips and looked up at me pleadingly, "Master... May I?"
I nodded, smiling at her as I reached down and stroked her hair softly. Nora's eyes lit up, and I groaned when she leaned forward, wrapping the fingers of her dainty hands delicately around the base of my shaft and planting a soft loving kiss on the bulbous cockhead.
"Mwah... I love you!" She said, giving the head of my shaft a series of soft peppered kisses, while her tongue licked the sides of it sensuously.
She then opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, licking my cockhead like a delicious lollipop, making my cock twitch in excitement. My eyes never left her beautiful brown eyes which stared up at me seductively while her tongue lapped at the head of my cock.
"You like that? Does it feel Good?" She murmured, and then before I could reply she leaned forward, engulfing the entire tip of my cock into her hot wet mouth.
'Oh fuck...' I thought as she slowly took inch by inch of my thick cock deeper into her hot, wet, slutty mouth.
She moaned around the thickness of my meat, sending vibrations that travelled down my length, making me groan in pleasure, "Oh fuck... Nora... That's so fucking good...!" I grunted as she began moving her head slowly.
"Mmmpph... Mmphh.. Uggghhh... Mmmm... Mmmm..." She moaned around my cock as her lips slid up and down along my shaft, coating my cock with her saliva.
"Oh, Fuck, Nora... You are such a slut..." I groaned as I ran my fingers through her dark silky hair.
"Mmmm... Yes... I'm your Slut... Mmmphh... Master..." She moaned as she released my dick from her hot wet mouth. My thick meat rod was covered in a layer of her spit, and it glistened in the light. Nora was going crazy with lust, slapping her cheeks lightly with my cock, coating them with a mixture of spit and pre-cum.
"Fuck... Nora... just keep doing that!" I groaned.
"Mmmm... Master... Your cock is so yummy... Mmmmph.. Mmmm..." Nora moaned as she slobbered and drooled all over my thick cock. She looked so fucking sexy with her cheeks and lips smeared with a mixture of spit and precum while she slapped my cock onto her tongue again and again.
She was going insane with lust, and I was loving every second of it. My eyes fixed on her slutty face as she worshipped my cock with her lips, cheeks, and tongue. I was in heaven, watching this voluptuous, sexy MILF, my slut Nora, worshipping my cock like it was the last cock on Earth.
I knew she was a nymphomaniac, that is how Ravi had controlled her all these years, but it seemed that her true self had awakened only after falling in love with me.
"You like that, Master? Do you like seeing this slut lick and kiss your cock? Mmmm... Does it turn you on? Do you like my lips around that fat monster cock? Do you want me to swallow it whole and make you cum?" She teased, licking my cockhead like a lollipop.
"Oh Fuck Nora... You're driving me insane!" I groaned in pleasure.
"You wanted me to be your cumslut, right? I'll prove it to you... I'll prove that I'm your personal cock sucking cum slut... Mmmm... Suraj... I love you..." she whispered before engulfing almost all of my cock in one go, taking it deep into her throat, her lips stretched obscenely wide as my thick meat pole disappeared inch by inch inside her hot wet mouth.
"Ohhh good god... you are so good at that..." I moaned, watching Nora on her knees, her juicy tits spilling out over her bra, her nipples visible through the thin lace material, while she stroked my cock, begging for my cum... This was enough to drive any guy over the edge!
"Oh fuck... I'm going to... Arghh..." I moaned, as my balls tightened, as she sucked harder, her cheeks hollowing as my cock twitched and exploded inside her mouth.
I felt my cock explode deep inside her slutty throat, and Nora's eyes widened in shock as she felt me unload my seed straight down her hungry, waiting throat.
"MMMHHH... MMMPPHPHH...MMMMM..." She moaned, swallowing every drop eagerly.
Finally, after a good minute of milking me dry, Nora released my cock with a wet pop. Her face was flushed, and she panted breathlessly while looking up at me with an adorable smile.
"Did you enjoy that, Master... Was that enough to relieve your stress?" She asked seductively as she licked her lips and wiped her mouth clean. Her bra-clad tits were heaving with her every breath, and her eyes were filled with lust.
'Fuck... she's such a sex goddess!' I thought as I gazed down at her beautiful face, her 34G tits hanging out in her white, lace bra.
I said nothing and just reached down to caress her face with my fingers. Nora closed her eyes and moaned in response while I traced a path across her soft skin from her forehead to her nose and then to her lips. She instinctively parted her lips, kissing my fingers for a few seconds before opening her eyes and staring up seductively at me.
"I love you, Nora," I told her softly.
"I know... I love you too, Master." she replied and got up to straddle me. I wrapped my hands around her curvy waist, pulling her close, and kissed her lips deeply.
Once we broke apart to catch our breath, I cupped her face with both my hands and looked into her gorgeous eyes, "Once I deal with Ravi and Kishore... We'll be together... Just like I promised."
"I trust you, Suraj," she whispered back to me before leaning down and resting her head against my shoulders, "And I'll do anything to help you win!"
***
Nora and I made out for a while before she offered to go cook lunch. I protested that we could order in, but she wanted to cook for me and who was I to say no. While she was downstairs, I went back to combing through Ravi's mails and messages properly. Pooja Didi, Jhanvi, and now Nora, all three depended on me to succeed, and I couldn't afford to fail. Not after coming so far.
'Damn... Why didn't I keep a closer eye on him!' I muttered in frustration when I was done. I couldn't find any clue on where the money went, which meant I needed a way to come up with a shitload of money myself to place the bets as per Nora's plan.
I was lost in thought and leaning back in my chair thinking of this problem when suddenly someone smacked me hard on my head, making me jump out of surprise.
'Wha... What the fuck?!' I thought as I whipped around to find the culprit, and saw Karan standing there, grinning widely.
"Karan... What... What are you doing here?!" I asked, confused as I stared at him with a blank expression on my face, "I thought we were meeting tonight at the reunion!"
"Just landed at the airport and thought I'd pop by your place before heading home. It is just a few blocks away!" Karan said as he looked me up and down, "No one answered the doorbell, so I let myself in. 5768! You guys haven't changed your security code in years!"
Nora must've been busy in the kitchen and missed it, I thought as I looked at my best friend. "You scared the hell out of me, man! Don't ever do that again!" I said with a smile, rubbing the back of my head.
Karan chuckled, "What were you so busy with anyways? I've been standing behind you for a good minute and you didn't even realize!"
"Oh... just some stuff..." I said evasively, "C'mon, let's go downstairs... You must be hungry."
***
"Nora, my friend Karan is here. Do we have enough food for three?" I called out to Nora who was in the kitchen.
Karan raised an eyebrow at me, mouthing 'Who's that?' While I had briefly mentioned some things about my family, but I had skipped many of the details back then.
"Nora's my step-mother..." I began but was interrupted when she walked out from the kitchen. She looked a bit dishevelled in her white kurta, her hair messed up and her face flushed red. There were specks of flour on her face and some on her cleavage.
"Oh hello!" a flustered Nora rushed over to greet Karan, "Sorry, I didn't hear the doorbell. I'm Nora, Suraj's Slu...er... Stepmom!"
I hid a grin at Nora's stutter as it almost sounded like she was going to call herself my 'Slut' out of habit. But thankfully, Karan hadn't noticed the slip as he was too busy staring at her with his mouth open. His eyes darted towards her generous cleavage before settling on her full, red lips and finally met her gaze.
"Uhhh... H-hi...Nora...er... sorry... Mrs. Kapoor" Karan stuttered, clearly awestruck by Nora's beauty, "I-I'm Karan."
Nora, obviously knew about Karan and how he had helped save Ileana, but she feigned ignorance and flashed us a welcoming smile, "Ahh! I've heard a lot about you, Karan. Are you staying for lunch?"
"Y-yeah. If it's no trouble..." Karan replied, still dazed by Nora's good looks.
"It's no trouble at all! Lunch is ready! Let's eat!"
As Karan and I walked over to sit at the dining table, Nora popped into the kitchen to bring the food.
"So, I don't really cook that often so I hope you guys like it." She apologized as she served us the meal nervously, "I usually have my staff handle that. But I wanted to cook something special for Suraj today"
"It's great!" I lied, staring down at the watery dal and charred roti's on my plate. Nora may be a nympho in bed and a genius businesswoman at work, but she was a terrible, terrible cook!
"Yeah, it's really nice!" Karan lied as well, "I love Dal Tadka."
"Aww, you guys are sweet. Let me get you some more if you like it so much!"
As she walked back to get some more rotis for us, both of us watched her sway her hips seductively and I heard Karan mutter under his breath, "She can't cook worth a shit, but damn is she hot!"
I chuckled and shrugged, "Yeah... she's really something."
"Dude, what is she? Like 30? She's so fucking hot... Goddamn! I can't believe Pankaj Uncle married her!" Karan whispered, his eyes never leaving Nora's ass, "What a waste... she should be a model, not a housewife!"
I couldn't argue with that. Nora practically oozed with sex appeal and today was no exception. She returned a minute later with some more food for us.
"Here you go... Eat more guys... Don't hold back... I'm going to be upset if you don't." She said cheerfully, her deep sexy voice adding to her charm.
We both thanked her, and I watched with amusement as Karan struggled to maintain his composure in Nora's presence. I could tell he was having a hard time trying not to stare at Nora's tits whenever she leaned down to serve us. Luckily, she got a call from the office, which she excused herself to take, leaving Karan and me alone.
A couple of minutes later, we finished the meal and then went back to my room to hang out for a bit and talk about other things, including Ileana and the attack on me. I wasn't sure if I wanted to burden him with my troubles, so I evaded his questions until he finally had enough.
"Dude, you can't keep telling me that nothing's the matter. You were hospitalized for fuck's sake!" Karan retorted, annoyed with my bullshit, "and I don't believe your BS story for a moment. This was related to the goons who were keeping Ileana captive, right?! Come on Suraj, you're like my brother! Trust me..."
I looked at him and hesitated a bit. He was right, though. I mean, I could use an ally in this mess, and he had already helped me with Ileana, I had a feeling I might need his help again. I heaved a sigh, "Ok fine... so this is all linked to my family business..."
I spoke for a good 15 minutes to Karan, filling him in on everything! Ravi's plans, Kishore's betrayal, Narayan and the stock market short planned by Oberoi. I left out the part about Pooja Didi, Jhanvi, and Nora being involved, and also the fact that I was in love with them. But by the time I was done, his eyes were wide.
"Dude...that is wild... Kishore is planning a coup with this Ravi fellow! And nobody else but you know!?" He asked, shocked by all the revelations, "And Ileana is linked to this too?"
"Yeah... It's pretty crazy... I'm sorry for dragging you into this..." I said, apologizing to him.
"What are you talking about? We are bros! We are in this together! I'm going to help you however I can!" Karan assured me, patting my shoulder, "So what's our plan?"
"Well things were going good until I let my eyes off Ravi for a moment. Now unless I can raise a fat-load of money quietly, even if I stop the take-over, my family business will suffer a loss. Not to mention, the wild-card mafia don Shah Rukh who is still partnered with Ravi!" I told him, explaining the current predicament.
Karan scratched his chin in thought, "Well, the money's easy to fix! Give me some time to see what I can do. But regarding this Shah Rukh, my father's in the ports business and I've heard of him. He's a major smuggler, who the police have been trying to catch with evidence for years. He's the real threat. What if he makes another attempt at your life. We need to get to him before he tries anything more drastic!"
I knew he was right, I was probably on his list now, and I knew that a mafia lord wouldn't just give up. I turned to Karan, "Got any ideas?"
"I've got one." He gave me a sly smile, "Let me talk to Peter about it, once I get home."
I felt a wave of relief wash over me at his word. Karan had more resources than I could ever hope for, and his help would be invaluable. We chatted and caught up a bit more before he finally decided to head home, giving me a hug before leaving.
"Don't worry about anything bro... We'll take Kishore down together. I'll talk to Peter and we can catch up tomorrow? For today, Just relax and focus on our reunion tonight. It'll be good for you to let off some steam by meeting old friends again."
I smiled and nodded, "Yeah, thanks, Karan. For everything. See you tonight!"
***
"Why do I have to wear a suit to this thing? I hate suits!" I grumbled as Pooja Didi adjusted my collar. We were in my room and Pooja Didi was helping me get ready for our school reunion. Jhanvi was busy with Kishore, who was also coming.
She giggled and smoothed my shirt collar, "Because you look very handsome in one! And, I want everyone to see my future husband looking sharp and successful!"
Pooja Didi stepped back and I turned to look at myself in the mirror. I had to admit, she was right! I did look very smart in a suit. I was just a lanky kid when in school, but I had filled up quite well in the past few years, and my chiselled muscles filled up the suit quite well!
As I posed in the mirror, Pooja Didi sidled up next to me, snaking an arm around mine possessively, "Mmm... You are so handsome... You'll definitely break many hearts today. But don't you dare leave my side, Chotu <3." she purred, leaning up to press a soft kiss against my cheek.
"I won't, Didi... Not when you look so stunning yourself..." I grinned, looking at her outfit. Pooja Didi was wearing a red saree, her long dark hair cascading down over her ample bosoms which were barely covered by the low cut blouse. She had her hair done up and had applied a subtle touch of make-up.
"Thank you, Chotu. You look like a proper gentleman yourself!" She replied as she squeezed my arm. "And seriously, you better not leave my side all night, you hear me? You didn't see how it was last year. I went alone and all those guys tried to hit on me all night."
"Don't worry Didi! I am not planning on letting my future wife out of my sight for even a second!" I said as I traced my finger lightly down her bare midriff, making her shiver in anticipation.
"Ahemm! What about your other wife?" Jhanvi's voice interrupted us, and we turned to find Jhanvi standing at the doorway. My jaw dropped at Jhanvi's appearance; she was a vision in blue! Wearing an indigo-coloured saree, she stood there looking absolutely breathtaking, her hair pinned into a bun, and a single silver pendant adorning her neck. She smiled at us, her lips painted red, her eyeliner making her brown eyes sparkle. She looked so gorgeous; I was stunned into silence.
"Wow... Jhanvi... you look... Wow!" I exclaimed when I found my tongue, and she smiled at my compliment, walking up to me before pulling out a handkerchief and dabbing at my cheek gently where Pooja Didi had kissed.
"Missed a spot, Didi!" She teased, and then took her place on my other side.
"Hmmm. Not so bad in a suit, Mr. Kapoor!" She muttered, looking at me in the mirror.
I, too, looked forward, the reflection in front of me bringing a big smile to my lips; I had my two favourite girls on either side, both dressed to kill. The perfect picture of a loving husband with his two wives!
Pooja Didi broke me out of my reverie, as she asked Jhanvi, "How did you get away from Kishore? Isn't he getting ready?"
"Kishore? Please! I will kill myself if I need to tell him yet again how he looks in his suit! He's changed in and out of five different suits already and still hasn't made up his mind. I swear he spends more time in front of the mirror than I do!" Jhanvi said in exasperation.
I chuckled, "Well, Kishore's a vain little prick! He always cared too much about how he looked."
"It's his big reveal! He wants to look impressive in front of everyone, it's the first time people will meet the new CEO of Kapoor Industries!" Pooja Didi stated matter-of-factly to me as Jhanvi rolled her eyes again.
"Good luck with that! He can dress up like royalty tonight, but it still won't change the fact that he has the personality of a rat!" Jhanvi scoffed, "I hate that I'm still married to that loser! AND I need to pretend to be his loving wife tonight!"
"It's only for a little while longer, Jaanu." Pooja Didi stepped over to her sister and held her hands reassuringly. "Just a few more weeks before Suraj exposes Kishore to everyone and brings him down. We will finally be rid of him!"
"Easy for you to say! Your husband isn't coming tonight so you can hang out with Suraj all evening!" Jhanvi pouted. "Meanwhile I am stuck with Kishore as my date!"
I looked over at my dear Jhanvi! She looked so cute when she pouted like that! I grinned and pinched her cheek playfully.
"Come here!" I said as I pulled Jhanvi in and kissed her, my lips capturing hers as she moaned softly in surprise. Pooja Didi was still holding Jhanvi's handsf, but didn't let go as she watched us kiss, a small smile on her face as she approved my gentle domination of her younger sister.
Our lips parted and Jhanvi blushed, as I grinned. "There! Does that make you feel any better now?" I asked her.
Jhanvi looked up at me with puppy-dog eyes, "I don't know... maybe you should kiss me one more time?" She requested cutely.
I was grinning as I obliged her. I leaned in and kissed her again, but we were interrupted by Pooja Didi, who raised a finger between our lips, interrupting "Ok, enough you two! Jhanvi needs to go back to Kishore. We don't want Kishore walking in on us, remember? We are already getting late."
"Fineeee." Jhanvi sighed as she pulled back from me, a small pout still on her lips. "But the two of you promise me you will rescue me if I start to die of boredom with Kishore. Pleeeaase?!"
Pooja Didi giggled. "Of course, silly! Now get back to Kishore and get him ready! It's almost time to go." She instructed her sister as she gave Jhanvi a hug. "And stop being such a drama queen!" Pooja Didi scolded as Jhanvi stuck her tongue out at her older sister and walked away.
Pooja Didi looked at me and shook her head, "Between you and her, I always have to be the mature one!" she declared, as she looped her hand through my arm again, as she looked up at me with a naughty smile. "Now, where were we before we were interrupted?" She asked seductively.
"I thought you didn't want us to get late!" I teased her as I ran my fingers down her bare midriff again.
"Oops! Did I say that?" Pooja Didi winked as she bit her lower lip and pressed her big boobs against me. "I lied! You look so handsome. I am feeling a little jealous about sharing you with anyone tonight!" She whispered as she stood on her toes and leaned in for a kiss.
***
The reunion was at our old school. Jhanvi, Pooja Didi, Tara, Kishore and I had all attended school here together. Jhanvi and I were in the same batch, while Pooja Didi and Tara were three years senior to us. Kishore was the eldest and was a year ahead of Pooja Didi.
Kishore and Jhanvi took their car separately, while I drove Tara and Pooja Didi together. Kishore definitely wanted to make an entrance as he had taken out the Mercedes convertible for the occasion, while I had opted for something simpler and just taken out one of our SUVs.
"I'm so excited!!" Tara squealed from the backseat as she leaned forward between Pooja Didi and me. "It will be fun to catch up! I wonder what everyone is up to!"
"Me too! So many classmates to gossip with!" Pooja Didi replied with a grin, "This is going to be so much fun!"
I glanced at the two of them chatting animatedly while I drove the car and couldn't help but smirk to myself.
"What? Why are smiling?" Tara asked me as she noticed me looking at her and Pooja Didi.
"Oh, it's nothing!" I replied, keeping my eyes on the road.
"Shut up and tell us!" Pooja Didi smacked my arm, "I know that look! There must be something funny on your mind!"
I smirked and then glanced back at Tara and then at Didi, "Fine! I just remembered the rivalry the two of you had back in school. And now you are chatting together like best friends!" I snickered.
Tara and Pooja Didi's feud back in school was legendary. Both were the toppers in school, and both were competitive to a fault. Tara and Pooja Didi butted heads constantly, competing over grades, sports and every school competition imaginable!
Tara was captain of the girls volleyball team, while Pooja Didi was the captain of the basketball team. Tara was class president, while Pooja Didi led the debate club. The teachers loved both of them, but for some reason they get along just as well as water and oil.
"Ohhhh." Tara covered her mouth as she burst into giggles, while Pooja Didi glared at me. "Oh god! I had forgotten about that," Tara exclaimed.
Pooja Didi rolled her eyes. "Hmph. I don't even know why everyone made such a big deal about us. I never really hated Tara," Pooja Didi defended herself, "She just annoyed me sometimes with her stubbornness back then!"
"Hey!!!" Tara playfully slapped Pooja Didi's shoulder as Didi grinned back at Tara mischievously, "You weren't all that innocent either!" Tara accused her back. "You had that I-Always-Know-What-Is-Best attitude!"
The girls giggled and joked as they recalled their antics back in school. I just shook my head as I listened to them. Luckily, the two of them had outgrown their competitiveness and had become friends over the years!
We soon arrived at the school and parked in the parking lot. "Wow! Look! The whole school is decorated!" Tara exclaimed as she pointed towards the auditorium entrance.
As we got out of the car, Pooja Didi moved to my side and hugged my arm possessively. Tara looked at Pooja Didi with a raised eyebrow, "Folks are going to think that the two of you are dating if you cling to him like that!" Tara teased Didi, who blushed slightly but didn't let go of me.
"Well, my husband isn't here tonight, and I would rather have folks assume I am dating Suraj than show up dateless at our reunion!" Pooja Didi retorted as Tara rolled her eyes but didn't comment.
Kishore and Jhanvi had already gone in and were probably mingling with the crowd by now. Heads turned to look at us as I escorted my two dates down the halls. I couldn't blame them though, Pooja Didi was dressed to kill but Tara hadn't done too badly herself. Tara was looking hot in a short blue cocktail dress that highlighted her long, sexy legs.
We eventually found Kishore and Jhanvi standing by a small group. Jhanvi looked like she was having the worst time of her life while my brother strutted around like a peacock among them.
"Yes, it was pretty clear that the business needs a firm hand going forward, so Dad decided that it was best I take over and lead the company into a new era," I heard Kishore bragging to a group of former classmates.
"Oh god. He's not done showing off yet!" Pooja Didi whispered in my ear as we approached the group.
"It must be tough though, leading a company? Being responsible for so many employees!" One of Kishore's listeners asked him, "Weren't you afraid when you took over?"
"Actually, it comes naturally to me. I was born to lead!" My brother boasted while glancing at me momentarily before continuing, "There were some who doubted me initially. But eventually I showed everyone that Dad made the right choice in selecting his heir!"
"Ugh... I want to give Kishore a piece of my mind." Pooja Didi grumbled with irritation. She was awfully protective of me. I gave her a small smile and rubbed her hands comfortingly.
"It's ok, Didi. I don't care about him," I whispered back to her and nudged her to walk away, "Just stick to our plan and let him dig his own grave."
We continued walking along, meeting some old friends. Tara was swarmed by her old friends who were quite frankly shocked at her transformation from nerdy bookworm to stunning beauty. Meanwhile, Pooja Didi was also pulled into some conversations with her old classmates.
I checked my watch for the time and realized that Karan and Disha should have been here by now! So, I picked up my phone and called him. It rang for a good two minutes before he finally picked up. "Where are you?" I asked.
Karan sounded out of breath on the other end, "Sorry bro! I...ahh... might not be able to make it! Something came up!"
I frowned, "Something came up? What could be more important than the reunion, dude?! Tara's been dying to see you!"
"Oh fuck baby... tell him you are too busy fucking your sister's brains out to attend the reunion!" I heard Disha's sultry voice in the background.
Despite my disappointment, I smiled as I realized what was happening, "So that's what's holding you up!" I laughed, "You dirty dog! You can fuck her later tonight! Get your ass down here!"
"Fuckkkkk... Karannnn... faster... fuck your sister harder!!!!" Disha screamed in the background as I heard Karan gasping and grunting.
"Fuck! Bro... she's insatiable! She won't let me stop fucking her!" Karan groaned as I heard Disha moaning loudly in the background. "You know what a slut she is for cock! She's not letting me go until she milks me dry..."
"You lucky bastard!!!" I cursed in amusement, "Alright fine. I guess I'll manage without you! But you have to drop by my place tomorrow. Pooja Didi and Jhanvi are dying to meet you!"
"Ohhh fuckkk... Karannnnn... yes... give me your cum... I want it so baddd!!!" Disha's voice came through clearly as Karan gasped loudly, "F-f-fuckk.. Sure bro... Tomorrow... Ahhhhh... I'll be there..." Karan stammered as I heard him moaning loudly.
"Talk to you tomorrow!" I said as I laughed and disconnected the call.
"Who was that?" Pooja Didi came up to me and asked me as I pocketed my phone.
I smiled at her, "My idiot best friend who decided to skip our reunion!" I replied. "But I did call him over tomorrow morning to meet you and Jhanvi."
"Ohhh, that'll be great!" Pooja Didi's face lit up with a smile, "We haven't met him in years. Not to mention that he's helping us so much with bringing down Kishore and Ravi!"
"Yeah, you don't know the half of it! He's more like a brother to me than Kishore ever was!" I replied, "I can't think of any way to thank him enough!"
"I still can't believe he's doing all you ask him without even knowing what this is all about!" Pooja Didi reflected, "I mean, you haven't even told him about Kishore's affair or Ravi's coup." She said as she looked up at me curiously.
I hadn't told her about my conversation from this morning and just nodded along, "That's Karan for you! He's loyal to the bone! We owe him a lot!" I replied as Pooja Didi grabbed herself a drink from the table as she leaned closer to me,
"You are lucky to have a friend like him, Chotu. You need to make sure you reward him properly for all he is doing for us," Pooja Didi advised as I nodded.
"Oh, trust me Didi. I intend to!"
***
The rest of the evening was quite fun. We found a quiet corner table and the three of us got round a few rounds of shots. Both girls seemed to be getting a little bit too tipsy and as a result, were being a little overly affectionate with me. Their hands wandered a bit more than was proper in public, especially considering that one was married and the other was my sister!
Tara leaned over and whispered in my ear as her hand stroked my right thigh underneath the table, "You know Chotu, you look really handsome in that suit!"
"Mmmm hmm...He does, doesn't he!" Pooja Didi purred from my other side, her hand stroking my left thigh, her hand perilously close to Tara's! I was sweating bullets at this point, not just because someone else would walk by and see us, but also worried if they would both realize what the other was doing!
While I was fucking both of them, neither knew about the other and both were quite possessive of me. Not to mention, both of them could be quite scary when pissed off. Having so many girls at once was proving to be more complicated than I'd expected!
I grabbed their wrists underneath the table before they went too far. "Girls. I think you both are a little drunk. Maybe we should go and get some fresh air, explore the school like old times!" I told them.
This pepped up both the girls right away! They were excited about exploring our old hallways again and both got up immediately. "Fine. Lead the way!"
I put my hands around their waists, and we were about to exit the hall when we bumped into Principal Sharma! He had been the principal of the school since we were kids. I hadn't seen him in years, but he looked exactly the same: a kind, middle-aged man with greying hair.
He recognized Tara and Pooja Didi immediately, "Tara, Pooja! My goodness! My two best students! How have you been, girls?"
The two girls blushed deeply, trying to hide their tipsiness as they greeted Principal Sharma. I remembered that the two of them had been quite close with him and respected him very much.
"Sharma, sir! You still remember us?" Tara gushed as she and Pooja Didi nodded respectfully at the old man.
"Of course! You both used to be my favourite students!" He replied as Tara and Pooja Didi exchanged blushes with each other.
"And I must say, both have grown up to be so beautiful! And Suraj! My boy! My, you look so different!" Principal Sharma marvelled, with his eyes wide, as he finally recognized me, "You used to be such a lanky little kid back in school! And look at you now! All big and strong!" He patted me on the shoulder.
"I grew up ok, I guess!" I laughed as Principal Sharma guffawed with me.
He then turned back to Tara and Pooja Didi, "So, are the two of you leaving so soon!"
"Well, actually, we were kind of hoping to sneak out and explore the rest of the school! Take a trip down memory lane!" Pooja Didi answered with a smile.
"Oh! I'm sorry girls, but we've limited access to most parts of the school. We can't allow so many people to just wander around the premises after hours," Principal Sharma apologized, "No exceptions!"
The girls, however, were in no mood to hear this. They glanced at each other, smiled, and then slipped off my arms and flanked Principal Sharma. Tara wrapped her left arm around Principal Sharma's waist while Pooja Didi slipped her right arm around his left arm, hugging him tightly. Both of them rested their big tits on his shoulders, as they batted their eyelashes at the poor, stunned man.
"Please Sir? You can trust us!" Tara batted her eyelids at him, "We just want to take a little tour! We won't cause any trouble! I promise!" Tara pleaded sweetly as Pooja Didi leaned into Principal Sharma from the other side.
"Pleeeaaaaseee, Sirrr!" Pooja Didi gave him her best puppy-dog eyes, "As you said, we were your favourite students! You can trust us! Can't you make an exception just this one time?" She begged him.
Principal Sharma's jaw dropped as both gorgeous women clung to his sides. I thought he was about to faint! But he eventually swallowed hard, and cleared his throat, "Uhhh... Wellll... Ok... I guess, I can make an exception this one time! But you need to return within an hour!" Principal Sharma relented, as both girls squealed in excitement and thanked him profusely!
"Oh Thank you sooo much, sir! We'll be back soon! I promise!" Tara said and we quickly hurried out of the hall before he could change his mind.
"You girls are terrible!" I said to them, as we exited the hall into the hallway outside. Tara giggled as Pooja Didi playfully punched me in the shoulder.
'Did Ravi find out?'
I was getting more anxious as the minutes went by, but I knew that it was not a glitch. Ravi had regained access to his bank account.
I then logged into his personal email hoping that he had not changed the password there. Luckily, I still had access and a quick run through his emails showed me what had happened!
The bank had registered my takeover of Ravi's account as a suspicious activity and sent Ravi a notification email asking him to reset it. Harmless enough, he probably thought it was a phishing attempt, but as I scanned through the rest of the emails, I saw the transaction alerts showing that he had started emptying the accounts already!
"Shit!!!" I cursed aloud as I slammed my fist on my desk, the realization that I'd screwed up finally hitting me.
I had been careless and arrogant, believing that I was smarter than them when I should have known better. I had thought that he would use the money just before the buy-out, but he wasn't an amateur. He knew that I was on to him, and the minute he received that alert, he acted.
Now he's cleaned it up and moved the rest of the money into a shell account that I had not yet found. I slumped in my chair, staring at the computer screen in disbelief; I was defeated!
"Everything Ok?" Nora's soft voice startled me.
I looked back to see her standing at the door, dressed in a simple white salwar kameez, her hair damp from the shower. She didn't have any make-up on, but she still looked gorgeous, and my heart skipped a beat when she smiled sweetly with her cute dimples.
I tried to compose myself and smiled back at her weakly, "It's nothing... Don't worry about it!" I didn't want to worry her. But I guess my expression must have given something away. Nora raised her eyebrows and walked over, placing a gentle kiss on my cheek before wrapping her arms around me and straddling me on the chair.
Her beautiful face was inches away from my own, her soft lips curled into a slight smile, and she looked deep into my eyes, "Tell me... I know you're hiding something."
"The door is open! Someone might see us..." I warned her, glancing at the open doorway.
"Don't worry. It's just us at home today! Pankaj is with Tara for his physio, and Jhanvi is out with Pooja, shopping for clothes for the reunion." Nora said, leaning forward and capturing my lips in a soft kiss. We kissed for a good minute, my tension fading into the background as Nora's tongue danced with mine.
When we finally broke our kiss, panting slightly, Nora cupped my chin, forcing me to look into her eyes, and said, "Talk to me, Master <3!"
I looked at the concern in her eyes and sighed, "I lost the money..." I told her everything that had happened, and how Ravi must have discovered it the minute he got the alert from the Bank. Nora frowned when I finished talking, looking deep in thought for a couple of seconds while she chewed her lower lip nervously.
"Do you know what he's planning to do with it?" Nora finally asked, her voice filled with anxiety.
"Yes, I've figured out that much. He still needs to buy 20% more shares of the company in the open market to reach the critical 51% mark to take over. That's what the money that was being stolen from our accounts was for, plus the money borrowed from Shah Rukh..."
"If Ravi has emptied the accounts..." she began but I interrupted her.
"Don't worry, he doesn't have enough money yet. Even with Oberoi's support, he still needs at least twice of what they've gathered, and I think I know how he plans to get that." I explained, "The easiest and fastest way to make the money is through insider trading and some sabotage!"
"Sabotage!?" Nora asked with a confused frown on her forehead.
I explained my theory, "Well, in a few weeks our quarterly profits are being released, and if Ravi rigs the reports with Narayan's help, he can manipulate the share prices and earn a huge profit in just one shot!" I explained further, "Then with that money he will buy our shares at rock bottom prices for pennies on the dollar!"
"Will it work?!"
"It's definitely going to happen if I don't stop him. I was planning to steal the money after I had taken care of Kishore but now, I may need to tip my hand and reveal things to Dad. I'm worried about how he'll take it, given his weak heart!"
"What if you don't have to do that? I think there is another way!" Nora said, surprising me, "You said you need to prevent the share prices from crashing, right? What if instead of fudging the results to make the quarter look bad, can't we instead fake a really good quarter and show profits that will shoot the share price up! Won't that wipe out Ravi's shorts?"
I looked up at her in surprise, "But how? Narayan is firmly in Ravi and Kishore's pockets. Plus, even after that, we still end up losing all the money that Kishore stole!"
"You can leave Narayan to me! I will make sure that he flips to our side. And regarding the money we lost, what if we bet on our shares the other way? We go long on Kapoor Enterprises and short sell Oberoi!" she suggested.
"That's Brilliant!" I exclaimed, "But are you sure you can flip Narayan?"
"Oh please, that man is a grade-A pervert. All I need to do is tease him a little and he'll be eating from my hands," she said with an evil grin. "Leave it to me, you just need to figure out how to get the money to play our own little stock game. It needs to be discreet so that Ravi or Kishore don't catch on!"
"You know what, this just might work. You're a genius!" I said, kissing her on her cheeks, my mood was already lifting.
Nora giggled happily as she wrapped her arms around my neck and leaned close, her lips hovering inches from mine. "I am more than just a pretty face, you know?"
"You are so much more than that..." I said as my eyes locked with hers.
"I'm your very own sexy, GENIUS slut! And you better not forget it, Suraj!" she purred as she stood up and slowly began undressing for me. I gulped as she slowly pulled her kameez off, revealing her juicy tits in her sexy white bra.
"Now if you are done with all that worrying about Ravi... Can you concentrate on something even more important?"
"And what would that be?" I asked with a smirk, as I looked lustfully at her sexy curvy body, clad only in a white bra and salwaar.
"Like letting your slut worship your big cock that I love so much, Master <3!" She said seductively with an evil grin.
"Hmmm... Well, I do need to relax a little and de-stress, I guess." I grinned as she knelt down between my legs, reaching for my belt buckle.
"Mmm... Relax, Master... let your slut serve you..." she purred as she pulled out my half-hard cock.
I could hear her breath become heavier in anticipation at the sight of my cock. This was something I noticed in Nora; she was always headstrong and so confident in every other aspect, but when she is in front of my cock, she turns into my slut. A cock drunk whore who will do anything to suck, lick, and worship my big fat cock.
Nora's eyes glazed over in lust as she licked her lips and looked up at me pleadingly, "Master... May I?"
I nodded, smiling at her as I reached down and stroked her hair softly. Nora's eyes lit up, and I groaned when she leaned forward, wrapping the fingers of her dainty hands delicately around the base of my shaft and planting a soft loving kiss on the bulbous cockhead.
"Mwah... I love you!" She said, giving the head of my shaft a series of soft peppered kisses, while her tongue licked the sides of it sensuously.
She then opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, licking my cockhead like a delicious lollipop, making my cock twitch in excitement. My eyes never left her beautiful brown eyes which stared up at me seductively while her tongue lapped at the head of my cock.
"You like that? Does it feel Good?" She murmured, and then before I could reply she leaned forward, engulfing the entire tip of my cock into her hot wet mouth.
'Oh fuck...' I thought as she slowly took inch by inch of my thick cock deeper into her hot, wet, slutty mouth.
She moaned around the thickness of my meat, sending vibrations that travelled down my length, making me groan in pleasure, "Oh fuck... Nora... That's so fucking good...!" I grunted as she began moving her head slowly.
"Mmmpph... Mmphh.. Uggghhh... Mmmm... Mmmm..." She moaned around my cock as her lips slid up and down along my shaft, coating my cock with her saliva.
"Oh, Fuck, Nora... You are such a slut..." I groaned as I ran my fingers through her dark silky hair.
"Mmmm... Yes... I'm your Slut... Mmmphh... Master..." She moaned as she released my dick from her hot wet mouth. My thick meat rod was covered in a layer of her spit, and it glistened in the light. Nora was going crazy with lust, slapping her cheeks lightly with my cock, coating them with a mixture of spit and pre-cum.
"Fuck... Nora... just keep doing that!" I groaned.
"Mmmm... Master... Your cock is so yummy... Mmmmph.. Mmmm..." Nora moaned as she slobbered and drooled all over my thick cock. She looked so fucking sexy with her cheeks and lips smeared with a mixture of spit and precum while she slapped my cock onto her tongue again and again.
She was going insane with lust, and I was loving every second of it. My eyes fixed on her slutty face as she worshipped my cock with her lips, cheeks, and tongue. I was in heaven, watching this voluptuous, sexy MILF, my slut Nora, worshipping my cock like it was the last cock on Earth.
I knew she was a nymphomaniac, that is how Ravi had controlled her all these years, but it seemed that her true self had awakened only after falling in love with me.
"You like that, Master? Do you like seeing this slut lick and kiss your cock? Mmmm... Does it turn you on? Do you like my lips around that fat monster cock? Do you want me to swallow it whole and make you cum?" She teased, licking my cockhead like a lollipop.
"Oh Fuck Nora... You're driving me insane!" I groaned in pleasure.
"You wanted me to be your cumslut, right? I'll prove it to you... I'll prove that I'm your personal cock sucking cum slut... Mmmm... Suraj... I love you..." she whispered before engulfing almost all of my cock in one go, taking it deep into her throat, her lips stretched obscenely wide as my thick meat pole disappeared inch by inch inside her hot wet mouth.
"Ohhh good god... you are so good at that..." I moaned, watching Nora on her knees, her juicy tits spilling out over her bra, her nipples visible through the thin lace material, while she stroked my cock, begging for my cum... This was enough to drive any guy over the edge!
"Oh fuck... I'm going to... Arghh..." I moaned, as my balls tightened, as she sucked harder, her cheeks hollowing as my cock twitched and exploded inside her mouth.
I felt my cock explode deep inside her slutty throat, and Nora's eyes widened in shock as she felt me unload my seed straight down her hungry, waiting throat.
"MMMHHH... MMMPPHPHH...MMMMM..." She moaned, swallowing every drop eagerly.
Finally, after a good minute of milking me dry, Nora released my cock with a wet pop. Her face was flushed, and she panted breathlessly while looking up at me with an adorable smile.
"Did you enjoy that, Master... Was that enough to relieve your stress?" She asked seductively as she licked her lips and wiped her mouth clean. Her bra-clad tits were heaving with her every breath, and her eyes were filled with lust.
'Fuck... she's such a sex goddess!' I thought as I gazed down at her beautiful face, her 34G tits hanging out in her white, lace bra.
I said nothing and just reached down to caress her face with my fingers. Nora closed her eyes and moaned in response while I traced a path across her soft skin from her forehead to her nose and then to her lips. She instinctively parted her lips, kissing my fingers for a few seconds before opening her eyes and staring up seductively at me.
"I love you, Nora," I told her softly.
"I know... I love you too, Master." she replied and got up to straddle me. I wrapped my hands around her curvy waist, pulling her close, and kissed her lips deeply.
Once we broke apart to catch our breath, I cupped her face with both my hands and looked into her gorgeous eyes, "Once I deal with Ravi and Kishore... We'll be together... Just like I promised."
"I trust you, Suraj," she whispered back to me before leaning down and resting her head against my shoulders, "And I'll do anything to help you win!"
***
Nora and I made out for a while before she offered to go cook lunch. I protested that we could order in, but she wanted to cook for me and who was I to say no. While she was downstairs, I went back to combing through Ravi's mails and messages properly. Pooja Didi, Jhanvi, and now Nora, all three depended on me to succeed, and I couldn't afford to fail. Not after coming so far.
'Damn... Why didn't I keep a closer eye on him!' I muttered in frustration when I was done. I couldn't find any clue on where the money went, which meant I needed a way to come up with a shitload of money myself to place the bets as per Nora's plan.
I was lost in thought and leaning back in my chair thinking of this problem when suddenly someone smacked me hard on my head, making me jump out of surprise.
'Wha... What the fuck?!' I thought as I whipped around to find the culprit, and saw Karan standing there, grinning widely.
"Karan... What... What are you doing here?!" I asked, confused as I stared at him with a blank expression on my face, "I thought we were meeting tonight at the reunion!"
"Just landed at the airport and thought I'd pop by your place before heading home. It is just a few blocks away!" Karan said as he looked me up and down, "No one answered the doorbell, so I let myself in. 5768! You guys haven't changed your security code in years!"
Nora must've been busy in the kitchen and missed it, I thought as I looked at my best friend. "You scared the hell out of me, man! Don't ever do that again!" I said with a smile, rubbing the back of my head.
Karan chuckled, "What were you so busy with anyways? I've been standing behind you for a good minute and you didn't even realize!"
"Oh... just some stuff..." I said evasively, "C'mon, let's go downstairs... You must be hungry."
***
"Nora, my friend Karan is here. Do we have enough food for three?" I called out to Nora who was in the kitchen.
Karan raised an eyebrow at me, mouthing 'Who's that?' While I had briefly mentioned some things about my family, but I had skipped many of the details back then.
"Nora's my step-mother..." I began but was interrupted when she walked out from the kitchen. She looked a bit dishevelled in her white kurta, her hair messed up and her face flushed red. There were specks of flour on her face and some on her cleavage.
"Oh hello!" a flustered Nora rushed over to greet Karan, "Sorry, I didn't hear the doorbell. I'm Nora, Suraj's Slu...er... Stepmom!"
I hid a grin at Nora's stutter as it almost sounded like she was going to call herself my 'Slut' out of habit. But thankfully, Karan hadn't noticed the slip as he was too busy staring at her with his mouth open. His eyes darted towards her generous cleavage before settling on her full, red lips and finally met her gaze.
"Uhhh... H-hi...Nora...er... sorry... Mrs. Kapoor" Karan stuttered, clearly awestruck by Nora's beauty, "I-I'm Karan."
Nora, obviously knew about Karan and how he had helped save Ileana, but she feigned ignorance and flashed us a welcoming smile, "Ahh! I've heard a lot about you, Karan. Are you staying for lunch?"
"Y-yeah. If it's no trouble..." Karan replied, still dazed by Nora's good looks.
"It's no trouble at all! Lunch is ready! Let's eat!"
As Karan and I walked over to sit at the dining table, Nora popped into the kitchen to bring the food.
"So, I don't really cook that often so I hope you guys like it." She apologized as she served us the meal nervously, "I usually have my staff handle that. But I wanted to cook something special for Suraj today"
"It's great!" I lied, staring down at the watery dal and charred roti's on my plate. Nora may be a nympho in bed and a genius businesswoman at work, but she was a terrible, terrible cook!
"Yeah, it's really nice!" Karan lied as well, "I love Dal Tadka."
"Aww, you guys are sweet. Let me get you some more if you like it so much!"
As she walked back to get some more rotis for us, both of us watched her sway her hips seductively and I heard Karan mutter under his breath, "She can't cook worth a shit, but damn is she hot!"
I chuckled and shrugged, "Yeah... she's really something."
"Dude, what is she? Like 30? She's so fucking hot... Goddamn! I can't believe Pankaj Uncle married her!" Karan whispered, his eyes never leaving Nora's ass, "What a waste... she should be a model, not a housewife!"
I couldn't argue with that. Nora practically oozed with sex appeal and today was no exception. She returned a minute later with some more food for us.
"Here you go... Eat more guys... Don't hold back... I'm going to be upset if you don't." She said cheerfully, her deep sexy voice adding to her charm.
We both thanked her, and I watched with amusement as Karan struggled to maintain his composure in Nora's presence. I could tell he was having a hard time trying not to stare at Nora's tits whenever she leaned down to serve us. Luckily, she got a call from the office, which she excused herself to take, leaving Karan and me alone.
A couple of minutes later, we finished the meal and then went back to my room to hang out for a bit and talk about other things, including Ileana and the attack on me. I wasn't sure if I wanted to burden him with my troubles, so I evaded his questions until he finally had enough.
"Dude, you can't keep telling me that nothing's the matter. You were hospitalized for fuck's sake!" Karan retorted, annoyed with my bullshit, "and I don't believe your BS story for a moment. This was related to the goons who were keeping Ileana captive, right?! Come on Suraj, you're like my brother! Trust me..."
I looked at him and hesitated a bit. He was right, though. I mean, I could use an ally in this mess, and he had already helped me with Ileana, I had a feeling I might need his help again. I heaved a sigh, "Ok fine... so this is all linked to my family business..."
I spoke for a good 15 minutes to Karan, filling him in on everything! Ravi's plans, Kishore's betrayal, Narayan and the stock market short planned by Oberoi. I left out the part about Pooja Didi, Jhanvi, and Nora being involved, and also the fact that I was in love with them. But by the time I was done, his eyes were wide.
"Dude...that is wild... Kishore is planning a coup with this Ravi fellow! And nobody else but you know!?" He asked, shocked by all the revelations, "And Ileana is linked to this too?"
"Yeah... It's pretty crazy... I'm sorry for dragging you into this..." I said, apologizing to him.
"What are you talking about? We are bros! We are in this together! I'm going to help you however I can!" Karan assured me, patting my shoulder, "So what's our plan?"
"Well things were going good until I let my eyes off Ravi for a moment. Now unless I can raise a fat-load of money quietly, even if I stop the take-over, my family business will suffer a loss. Not to mention, the wild-card mafia don Shah Rukh who is still partnered with Ravi!" I told him, explaining the current predicament.
Karan scratched his chin in thought, "Well, the money's easy to fix! Give me some time to see what I can do. But regarding this Shah Rukh, my father's in the ports business and I've heard of him. He's a major smuggler, who the police have been trying to catch with evidence for years. He's the real threat. What if he makes another attempt at your life. We need to get to him before he tries anything more drastic!"
I knew he was right, I was probably on his list now, and I knew that a mafia lord wouldn't just give up. I turned to Karan, "Got any ideas?"
"I've got one." He gave me a sly smile, "Let me talk to Peter about it, once I get home."
I felt a wave of relief wash over me at his word. Karan had more resources than I could ever hope for, and his help would be invaluable. We chatted and caught up a bit more before he finally decided to head home, giving me a hug before leaving.
"Don't worry about anything bro... We'll take Kishore down together. I'll talk to Peter and we can catch up tomorrow? For today, Just relax and focus on our reunion tonight. It'll be good for you to let off some steam by meeting old friends again."
I smiled and nodded, "Yeah, thanks, Karan. For everything. See you tonight!"
***
"Why do I have to wear a suit to this thing? I hate suits!" I grumbled as Pooja Didi adjusted my collar. We were in my room and Pooja Didi was helping me get ready for our school reunion. Jhanvi was busy with Kishore, who was also coming.
She giggled and smoothed my shirt collar, "Because you look very handsome in one! And, I want everyone to see my future husband looking sharp and successful!"
Pooja Didi stepped back and I turned to look at myself in the mirror. I had to admit, she was right! I did look very smart in a suit. I was just a lanky kid when in school, but I had filled up quite well in the past few years, and my chiselled muscles filled up the suit quite well!
As I posed in the mirror, Pooja Didi sidled up next to me, snaking an arm around mine possessively, "Mmm... You are so handsome... You'll definitely break many hearts today. But don't you dare leave my side, Chotu <3." she purred, leaning up to press a soft kiss against my cheek.
"I won't, Didi... Not when you look so stunning yourself..." I grinned, looking at her outfit. Pooja Didi was wearing a red saree, her long dark hair cascading down over her ample bosoms which were barely covered by the low cut blouse. She had her hair done up and had applied a subtle touch of make-up.
"Thank you, Chotu. You look like a proper gentleman yourself!" She replied as she squeezed my arm. "And seriously, you better not leave my side all night, you hear me? You didn't see how it was last year. I went alone and all those guys tried to hit on me all night."
"Don't worry Didi! I am not planning on letting my future wife out of my sight for even a second!" I said as I traced my finger lightly down her bare midriff, making her shiver in anticipation.
"Ahemm! What about your other wife?" Jhanvi's voice interrupted us, and we turned to find Jhanvi standing at the doorway. My jaw dropped at Jhanvi's appearance; she was a vision in blue! Wearing an indigo-coloured saree, she stood there looking absolutely breathtaking, her hair pinned into a bun, and a single silver pendant adorning her neck. She smiled at us, her lips painted red, her eyeliner making her brown eyes sparkle. She looked so gorgeous; I was stunned into silence.
"Wow... Jhanvi... you look... Wow!" I exclaimed when I found my tongue, and she smiled at my compliment, walking up to me before pulling out a handkerchief and dabbing at my cheek gently where Pooja Didi had kissed.
"Missed a spot, Didi!" She teased, and then took her place on my other side.
"Hmmm. Not so bad in a suit, Mr. Kapoor!" She muttered, looking at me in the mirror.
I, too, looked forward, the reflection in front of me bringing a big smile to my lips; I had my two favourite girls on either side, both dressed to kill. The perfect picture of a loving husband with his two wives!
Pooja Didi broke me out of my reverie, as she asked Jhanvi, "How did you get away from Kishore? Isn't he getting ready?"
"Kishore? Please! I will kill myself if I need to tell him yet again how he looks in his suit! He's changed in and out of five different suits already and still hasn't made up his mind. I swear he spends more time in front of the mirror than I do!" Jhanvi said in exasperation.
I chuckled, "Well, Kishore's a vain little prick! He always cared too much about how he looked."
"It's his big reveal! He wants to look impressive in front of everyone, it's the first time people will meet the new CEO of Kapoor Industries!" Pooja Didi stated matter-of-factly to me as Jhanvi rolled her eyes again.
"Good luck with that! He can dress up like royalty tonight, but it still won't change the fact that he has the personality of a rat!" Jhanvi scoffed, "I hate that I'm still married to that loser! AND I need to pretend to be his loving wife tonight!"
"It's only for a little while longer, Jaanu." Pooja Didi stepped over to her sister and held her hands reassuringly. "Just a few more weeks before Suraj exposes Kishore to everyone and brings him down. We will finally be rid of him!"
"Easy for you to say! Your husband isn't coming tonight so you can hang out with Suraj all evening!" Jhanvi pouted. "Meanwhile I am stuck with Kishore as my date!"
I looked over at my dear Jhanvi! She looked so cute when she pouted like that! I grinned and pinched her cheek playfully.
"Come here!" I said as I pulled Jhanvi in and kissed her, my lips capturing hers as she moaned softly in surprise. Pooja Didi was still holding Jhanvi's handsf, but didn't let go as she watched us kiss, a small smile on her face as she approved my gentle domination of her younger sister.
Our lips parted and Jhanvi blushed, as I grinned. "There! Does that make you feel any better now?" I asked her.
Jhanvi looked up at me with puppy-dog eyes, "I don't know... maybe you should kiss me one more time?" She requested cutely.
I was grinning as I obliged her. I leaned in and kissed her again, but we were interrupted by Pooja Didi, who raised a finger between our lips, interrupting "Ok, enough you two! Jhanvi needs to go back to Kishore. We don't want Kishore walking in on us, remember? We are already getting late."
"Fineeee." Jhanvi sighed as she pulled back from me, a small pout still on her lips. "But the two of you promise me you will rescue me if I start to die of boredom with Kishore. Pleeeaase?!"
Pooja Didi giggled. "Of course, silly! Now get back to Kishore and get him ready! It's almost time to go." She instructed her sister as she gave Jhanvi a hug. "And stop being such a drama queen!" Pooja Didi scolded as Jhanvi stuck her tongue out at her older sister and walked away.
Pooja Didi looked at me and shook her head, "Between you and her, I always have to be the mature one!" she declared, as she looped her hand through my arm again, as she looked up at me with a naughty smile. "Now, where were we before we were interrupted?" She asked seductively.
"I thought you didn't want us to get late!" I teased her as I ran my fingers down her bare midriff again.
"Oops! Did I say that?" Pooja Didi winked as she bit her lower lip and pressed her big boobs against me. "I lied! You look so handsome. I am feeling a little jealous about sharing you with anyone tonight!" She whispered as she stood on her toes and leaned in for a kiss.
***
The reunion was at our old school. Jhanvi, Pooja Didi, Tara, Kishore and I had all attended school here together. Jhanvi and I were in the same batch, while Pooja Didi and Tara were three years senior to us. Kishore was the eldest and was a year ahead of Pooja Didi.
Kishore and Jhanvi took their car separately, while I drove Tara and Pooja Didi together. Kishore definitely wanted to make an entrance as he had taken out the Mercedes convertible for the occasion, while I had opted for something simpler and just taken out one of our SUVs.
"I'm so excited!!" Tara squealed from the backseat as she leaned forward between Pooja Didi and me. "It will be fun to catch up! I wonder what everyone is up to!"
"Me too! So many classmates to gossip with!" Pooja Didi replied with a grin, "This is going to be so much fun!"
I glanced at the two of them chatting animatedly while I drove the car and couldn't help but smirk to myself.
"What? Why are smiling?" Tara asked me as she noticed me looking at her and Pooja Didi.
"Oh, it's nothing!" I replied, keeping my eyes on the road.
"Shut up and tell us!" Pooja Didi smacked my arm, "I know that look! There must be something funny on your mind!"
I smirked and then glanced back at Tara and then at Didi, "Fine! I just remembered the rivalry the two of you had back in school. And now you are chatting together like best friends!" I snickered.
Tara and Pooja Didi's feud back in school was legendary. Both were the toppers in school, and both were competitive to a fault. Tara and Pooja Didi butted heads constantly, competing over grades, sports and every school competition imaginable!
Tara was captain of the girls volleyball team, while Pooja Didi was the captain of the basketball team. Tara was class president, while Pooja Didi led the debate club. The teachers loved both of them, but for some reason they get along just as well as water and oil.
"Ohhhh." Tara covered her mouth as she burst into giggles, while Pooja Didi glared at me. "Oh god! I had forgotten about that," Tara exclaimed.
Pooja Didi rolled her eyes. "Hmph. I don't even know why everyone made such a big deal about us. I never really hated Tara," Pooja Didi defended herself, "She just annoyed me sometimes with her stubbornness back then!"
"Hey!!!" Tara playfully slapped Pooja Didi's shoulder as Didi grinned back at Tara mischievously, "You weren't all that innocent either!" Tara accused her back. "You had that I-Always-Know-What-Is-Best attitude!"
The girls giggled and joked as they recalled their antics back in school. I just shook my head as I listened to them. Luckily, the two of them had outgrown their competitiveness and had become friends over the years!
We soon arrived at the school and parked in the parking lot. "Wow! Look! The whole school is decorated!" Tara exclaimed as she pointed towards the auditorium entrance.
As we got out of the car, Pooja Didi moved to my side and hugged my arm possessively. Tara looked at Pooja Didi with a raised eyebrow, "Folks are going to think that the two of you are dating if you cling to him like that!" Tara teased Didi, who blushed slightly but didn't let go of me.
"Well, my husband isn't here tonight, and I would rather have folks assume I am dating Suraj than show up dateless at our reunion!" Pooja Didi retorted as Tara rolled her eyes but didn't comment.
Kishore and Jhanvi had already gone in and were probably mingling with the crowd by now. Heads turned to look at us as I escorted my two dates down the halls. I couldn't blame them though, Pooja Didi was dressed to kill but Tara hadn't done too badly herself. Tara was looking hot in a short blue cocktail dress that highlighted her long, sexy legs.
We eventually found Kishore and Jhanvi standing by a small group. Jhanvi looked like she was having the worst time of her life while my brother strutted around like a peacock among them.
"Yes, it was pretty clear that the business needs a firm hand going forward, so Dad decided that it was best I take over and lead the company into a new era," I heard Kishore bragging to a group of former classmates.
"Oh god. He's not done showing off yet!" Pooja Didi whispered in my ear as we approached the group.
"It must be tough though, leading a company? Being responsible for so many employees!" One of Kishore's listeners asked him, "Weren't you afraid when you took over?"
"Actually, it comes naturally to me. I was born to lead!" My brother boasted while glancing at me momentarily before continuing, "There were some who doubted me initially. But eventually I showed everyone that Dad made the right choice in selecting his heir!"
"Ugh... I want to give Kishore a piece of my mind." Pooja Didi grumbled with irritation. She was awfully protective of me. I gave her a small smile and rubbed her hands comfortingly.
"It's ok, Didi. I don't care about him," I whispered back to her and nudged her to walk away, "Just stick to our plan and let him dig his own grave."
We continued walking along, meeting some old friends. Tara was swarmed by her old friends who were quite frankly shocked at her transformation from nerdy bookworm to stunning beauty. Meanwhile, Pooja Didi was also pulled into some conversations with her old classmates.
I checked my watch for the time and realized that Karan and Disha should have been here by now! So, I picked up my phone and called him. It rang for a good two minutes before he finally picked up. "Where are you?" I asked.
Karan sounded out of breath on the other end, "Sorry bro! I...ahh... might not be able to make it! Something came up!"
I frowned, "Something came up? What could be more important than the reunion, dude?! Tara's been dying to see you!"
"Oh fuck baby... tell him you are too busy fucking your sister's brains out to attend the reunion!" I heard Disha's sultry voice in the background.
Despite my disappointment, I smiled as I realized what was happening, "So that's what's holding you up!" I laughed, "You dirty dog! You can fuck her later tonight! Get your ass down here!"
"Fuckkkkk... Karannnn... faster... fuck your sister harder!!!!" Disha screamed in the background as I heard Karan gasping and grunting.
"Fuck! Bro... she's insatiable! She won't let me stop fucking her!" Karan groaned as I heard Disha moaning loudly in the background. "You know what a slut she is for cock! She's not letting me go until she milks me dry..."
"You lucky bastard!!!" I cursed in amusement, "Alright fine. I guess I'll manage without you! But you have to drop by my place tomorrow. Pooja Didi and Jhanvi are dying to meet you!"
"Ohhh fuckkk... Karannnnn... yes... give me your cum... I want it so baddd!!!" Disha's voice came through clearly as Karan gasped loudly, "F-f-fuckk.. Sure bro... Tomorrow... Ahhhhh... I'll be there..." Karan stammered as I heard him moaning loudly.
"Talk to you tomorrow!" I said as I laughed and disconnected the call.
"Who was that?" Pooja Didi came up to me and asked me as I pocketed my phone.
I smiled at her, "My idiot best friend who decided to skip our reunion!" I replied. "But I did call him over tomorrow morning to meet you and Jhanvi."
"Ohhh, that'll be great!" Pooja Didi's face lit up with a smile, "We haven't met him in years. Not to mention that he's helping us so much with bringing down Kishore and Ravi!"
"Yeah, you don't know the half of it! He's more like a brother to me than Kishore ever was!" I replied, "I can't think of any way to thank him enough!"
"I still can't believe he's doing all you ask him without even knowing what this is all about!" Pooja Didi reflected, "I mean, you haven't even told him about Kishore's affair or Ravi's coup." She said as she looked up at me curiously.
I hadn't told her about my conversation from this morning and just nodded along, "That's Karan for you! He's loyal to the bone! We owe him a lot!" I replied as Pooja Didi grabbed herself a drink from the table as she leaned closer to me,
"You are lucky to have a friend like him, Chotu. You need to make sure you reward him properly for all he is doing for us," Pooja Didi advised as I nodded.
"Oh, trust me Didi. I intend to!"
***
The rest of the evening was quite fun. We found a quiet corner table and the three of us got round a few rounds of shots. Both girls seemed to be getting a little bit too tipsy and as a result, were being a little overly affectionate with me. Their hands wandered a bit more than was proper in public, especially considering that one was married and the other was my sister!
Tara leaned over and whispered in my ear as her hand stroked my right thigh underneath the table, "You know Chotu, you look really handsome in that suit!"
"Mmmm hmm...He does, doesn't he!" Pooja Didi purred from my other side, her hand stroking my left thigh, her hand perilously close to Tara's! I was sweating bullets at this point, not just because someone else would walk by and see us, but also worried if they would both realize what the other was doing!
While I was fucking both of them, neither knew about the other and both were quite possessive of me. Not to mention, both of them could be quite scary when pissed off. Having so many girls at once was proving to be more complicated than I'd expected!
I grabbed their wrists underneath the table before they went too far. "Girls. I think you both are a little drunk. Maybe we should go and get some fresh air, explore the school like old times!" I told them.
This pepped up both the girls right away! They were excited about exploring our old hallways again and both got up immediately. "Fine. Lead the way!"
I put my hands around their waists, and we were about to exit the hall when we bumped into Principal Sharma! He had been the principal of the school since we were kids. I hadn't seen him in years, but he looked exactly the same: a kind, middle-aged man with greying hair.
He recognized Tara and Pooja Didi immediately, "Tara, Pooja! My goodness! My two best students! How have you been, girls?"
The two girls blushed deeply, trying to hide their tipsiness as they greeted Principal Sharma. I remembered that the two of them had been quite close with him and respected him very much.
"Sharma, sir! You still remember us?" Tara gushed as she and Pooja Didi nodded respectfully at the old man.
"Of course! You both used to be my favourite students!" He replied as Tara and Pooja Didi exchanged blushes with each other.
"And I must say, both have grown up to be so beautiful! And Suraj! My boy! My, you look so different!" Principal Sharma marvelled, with his eyes wide, as he finally recognized me, "You used to be such a lanky little kid back in school! And look at you now! All big and strong!" He patted me on the shoulder.
"I grew up ok, I guess!" I laughed as Principal Sharma guffawed with me.
He then turned back to Tara and Pooja Didi, "So, are the two of you leaving so soon!"
"Well, actually, we were kind of hoping to sneak out and explore the rest of the school! Take a trip down memory lane!" Pooja Didi answered with a smile.
"Oh! I'm sorry girls, but we've limited access to most parts of the school. We can't allow so many people to just wander around the premises after hours," Principal Sharma apologized, "No exceptions!"
The girls, however, were in no mood to hear this. They glanced at each other, smiled, and then slipped off my arms and flanked Principal Sharma. Tara wrapped her left arm around Principal Sharma's waist while Pooja Didi slipped her right arm around his left arm, hugging him tightly. Both of them rested their big tits on his shoulders, as they batted their eyelashes at the poor, stunned man.
"Please Sir? You can trust us!" Tara batted her eyelids at him, "We just want to take a little tour! We won't cause any trouble! I promise!" Tara pleaded sweetly as Pooja Didi leaned into Principal Sharma from the other side.
"Pleeeaaaaseee, Sirrr!" Pooja Didi gave him her best puppy-dog eyes, "As you said, we were your favourite students! You can trust us! Can't you make an exception just this one time?" She begged him.
Principal Sharma's jaw dropped as both gorgeous women clung to his sides. I thought he was about to faint! But he eventually swallowed hard, and cleared his throat, "Uhhh... Wellll... Ok... I guess, I can make an exception this one time! But you need to return within an hour!" Principal Sharma relented, as both girls squealed in excitement and thanked him profusely!
"Oh Thank you sooo much, sir! We'll be back soon! I promise!" Tara said and we quickly hurried out of the hall before he could change his mind.
"You girls are terrible!" I said to them, as we exited the hall into the hallway outside. Tara giggled as Pooja Didi playfully punched me in the shoulder.
