“Why don’t you come with us, Supriyadi? I bet my husband would spring for a ticket just to see you naked.” Aparna taunted the mature actress.
The crude remark surprised her, but she took it in stride and managed to laugh with them. She wondered if Aparna suspected anything about her recent closeness with her Beyaimosai. But, as if reading her mind, Aparna winked at her and smiled warmly as she slipped her arm around Supriyadevi’s waist.
She then leaned closer and embraced her tightly….. whispering into her ear. “Please Supriyadi come on, we both know you drive my husband crazy…” she whispered. “But don’t worry, you drive me crazy too,” She added with a giggle.
As Supriyadevi tried to pull herself away from her tight embrace, Aparna quickly managed to gently bite the older actress’s earlobe in the process. Naturally it caused a shiver of excitement to run down the spine of Supriyadevi.
“No, no, no, no, no. Supriyadi shouldn’t come with us,” Sandhya chirped laughingly from Aparna’s left side. “We have enough trouble competing with all those hard bodies as it is and we don’t need to import MORE competition.”
Supriyadevi smiled….. then paused for a moment and glanced around to ascertaining their level of privacy.
“However… Rinadi ( Aparna’s Nickname ) and I could afford Pritamda in a friendly way and make us all happy.” Munmun grinned wickedly at her mother’s best friend and then gave Aparna a conspiratorial wink.
“You young guys are so bad…. and naughty too,” Supriyadevi groaned as all three of them reacted in unison, with an “uh huh” so perfectly timed it appeared to be choreographed.
They immediately burst into laughter mixed with a few not too subtle remarks that hinted the rumors were correct. Strangely, their left-handed invitation to join them in their escapades excited Supriyadevi as did Aparna’s little confession. Her curiosity was peaked.
Hell, she was actually flattered in a way. She fanned herself, feigning an overheated libido and gulped down the rest of her drink. “You guys should be more careful what you wish for,” She remarked with a wink. “I just might take you up on your offer.” With that remark, she decided it was time to go mingle with her other guests and headed off to find a refill for her drink.
She slithered through the group around the bar and discovered her son-in-law Rahim’s dearest friend Sanjit, who was serving pitcher of whiskey. “Save some for the hostess,” She chimed over the chatter as she eased up to the rail.
Sanjit, noticing one of his masturbation fantasy-idols in front of him filled her glass dreamily. Supriyadevi watched his eyes sweep over her synthetic saree covered lush body slowly as a wicked smile spread over her face. A quick glance downward on his crotch revealed that she was putting on quite a display for the handsome young actor.
The front portion ( Anchal ) of her thin white Saree had moved aside as her low-cut blouse-covered right tit displayed openly in front his eyes. The ripe melons tightly covered in the sheer half cups of her bra-less blouse. She knew he could plainly see her brown nipples through the gauzy material and that thought alone made them begin to harden.