Passionate Prostitute in Little India

Passionate Prostitute in Little India

The skylight from our apartment shows a beautiful setting in a rainbow of different colour scheme as each building has its own colour set design. I watch from my window on the top floor to see the majestic view as the sun goes down and our Little India lights up for everyone to enjoy. But with the hustle and bustle below I wonder if anyone pays the hues of colour’s any attention. Just as the colour’s change so does the flutters in my heart beat. I know he will be home soon but will he notice me. I am an American and he is an Indian.


Singapore Lights of Little India and Common Tourist Destination


This man who has captured my heart hardly knows I am alive. Hastily, he eats his dinner and then goes into the study. He yells out at me ”I must work Margaret!”. I know his mind is someplace else but how can I get his attention. We met last year at an office party when his architectural firm was hosting a gathering for its top executives. I was one of the call-girls sent to entertain and keep the business men happy. Our eyes met and I knew that we were destined to be together.

Rikin and I had beautiful sex for the first few months and he wanted me to be only his. He didn’t want me to see any other clients. I liked this idea as I did not want to grow old without a husband. He brought me to his high-rise apartment and instantly I fell in love with him even more deeply than I thought possible. He said that he had a five-year lease on the place so we had to remain here. This was fine with me as we had three bedrooms.



Rikin said that was for when his family visited so they have their own space. I deeply wanted to meet his family and this was the first time he had mentioned them. I did not fit into his caste system I soon found out and had to go to a hotel while his parents and sister were in town. This hurt me greatly but he explained that it would only be for one time so he could explain to them about me. I had expected to meet them on their first visit but this did not happen.

The next time they came to town I hastily took my things from the apartment and found any hotel available. This upset me horribly, so badly that I was in tears. I met up with Joe an American friend. Joe soothed away my tears got me a room at his hotel and took me out to dinner. We had just a few too many Vodka Martini’s. It was excited to be able to have a date and besides, I had grown bored being alone so much in our apartment.

Joe brought me back to the hotel where we both were staying. He took me to my room. As he bent over to kiss me good-bye I whispered in his ear “Please come in, I don’t want to be alone just yet.” He asked me “Have you ever gone to the movies?”. I said “Sometimes, why?”. He asked again “Did you see the latest Bond flick?”. I replied “Yes, why?”. He flirted “He was in Singapore with a beautiful woman much like you. Can I be your Bond for the night?” I was caught by surprise and replied “What a line!”

Joe only smiled and waltzed me into the bedroom. Then he remarked, “Has it worked?” while he unzipped my dress. I know now, that I should have stopped him. His breath was hot against mine and as he began to nibble on my breast I wanted more. Rikin had not been there for me in a while and there was no promise of marriage, so why not? I unbuttoned Joe’s shirt and he quickly slipped it off while I got out of my clothes. Before I knew it we were both between the sheets.

Joe knew how to make a woman feel good as he touched me in all the right places, it sent me into an utter ecstasy as he rubbed my clitoris. He began to suck on me which caused me to feel an arousal that was too long in the waiting. Then before I knew it, he had penetrated me and we had uninhabited sex. Soon he was done and fell off to sleep. I then began to worry what had I done. Will he tell on me? I could not sleep but I lay awake. I thought to myself about my future with Rikin, the man who I truly loved.

The next morning Joe had gotten up and gone back to his room without a word but later that day he had ask me not to tell Rikin or he might lose his position. I was glad that this could be our little secret. Rikin called me on his cell phone and asked me to meet him at our local fresh food market for lunch. There you could get salads. I cleaned myself up and tried to look the best that I could and hoped not to look guilty.

When I arrived Rikin took me to a table where sat his mother, father, sister, brother-in-law and grandpa. He introduced me to them all and told them that I was to become his wife. They hugged me and welcomed me into the family. Tears swelled up in my eyes because I thought this would never happen. Now how foolish had I been giving myself to Joe. God help me if he ever reveals that night. That afternoon his family returned home and his sister told me that we would have to make plans for the wedding.


Singaporean Indian Family Happy Grandparents

Rikin and I went back to our apartment where he told me that I would not have to leave it ever again. Now, I was to become his wife and his family knew that we live together. He headed towards his study and I wondered if this marriage would work. But within five minutes he came out with a package wrapped for me! He told me to take it to the bedroom to unwrap it. He wanted me to put it on for him.

He had bought me a beautiful night gown all in navy blue colours to match my eyes he proclaimed. Then he ran the water in our hot tub which we had not used since I moved in. He had a bottle of Champagne and some caviar on a tray set on the corner. The hot tub had candles all around it, with magnolia blossoms that swam across it. I could see all the rainbow colour’s from the buildings in the water of the hot tub. Rikin gently took off my beautiful gown and laid it over a chair.

He wanted to see my body and taste me before we went to bed. I was astonished at his gentleness as he touched me. He had me set in the hot tub with my legs spread and asked me to rub my breasts while he caressed my clitorus area.He sucked on my tits while he placed himself deep inside me. The warmth of the tub and his penis together gave me a strong orgasm. I did not know what to do but to enjoy the evening with this man who would soon become my husband.

Several weeks had past and his sister and I had been talking about having the wedding in Little India, Singapore on the bridge that crossed over the Lake where the beautiful flowers were always in bloom. I wanted a night wedding so I could see all the lights in the water. Afterwards we would all board his best friend Rajah’s boat and sail down to the nightclub for drinks to celebrate. I was excited about such a wonderfully planned wedding that would be taken place within the month. Things with Rikin and me were wonderful because now we were free to enjoy our bodies together feeling exquisite highs when we joined together in our love making.

I was off to the Mega Mall and tried to hail a cab at the busiest time of day. A cab door opened, inside the man said “Join me, we can give you a lift”. I felt uneasy about this because it was Joe. But I thought I had to be brave and show no fear. Joe said ”I hear you will get married soon. I am glad for my old friend and wish you both the best.”. I replied “Thank you. Driver please take me to the Mega Mall.”. Joe said “Do you remember where I live? I am tired of living in that run down dump of a hotel.” I replied” Yes, of course I will never forget it” He exclaimed “You can help me get out.” I replied nervously “I don’t know how I have not got any money. My husband to be runs our finances.”.

Joe asked “How soon can we meet?” I was terrified and replied “I don’t want to meet with you any more Joe.” Joe angrily said “Meet with me or I will give Rikin your underwear that I took when we had sex and tell him what you did with me.” I stammered feeling uneasy “Alright, then tomorrow afternoon at 2:00. Where do you want me to meet? You will give me back anything that you took from me that night.”He stated calmly “You will meet in my room so no one will know of course? I will tell you what you can do to help me get ahead in the company. You will be totally off the hook then.”

It was time and I went to the hotel dressed in black with a hoodie on so no one would recognize me. I felt so ashamed for what I had let happen that night. Joe opened the door and pulled me inside with a sheepish grin. He had my panties, bra, and stockings in a small box. He offered me a drink but I refused and grabbed for the box. Joe stopped me and said, “Now to your end of the bargain. I want you to introduce me to Rikin as an old college friend. And if you don’t comply I will give this too him and let him know I am one of your old clients.”


Blonde Women in a Black Hoodie

I did not want to do it but he agreed to return the items too me after the meeting. Joe told me to take the drink and we could complete the second part of the agreement. I said, “What is that Joe?” He then told me take off my clothes and bend over the chair. I told him that I did not want to ever have sex with him again. I know he said, “But a man has his needs. I cannot screw you after you marry Rikin. We will all become friends so this is my last time. You want me out of your life, right?” I took off my pants and my shoes and bent over the old chair. This time I was not excited nor did I climax as he gave me what he called a really good screw. When he was done I dressed and left. I prayed that my Rikin would never know or our marriage would never work.

When I returned home I went straight to the shower and let the water run over my body for a long time. I did not realize how long it had been when suddenly I felt a hand behind me reaching up to touch my breasts. I jumped a bit and Rikin said nervously “Honey, its only me.” I was glad that it was him and that he would soon be the only man to ever touch me again. It felt good to have his arms around me and his lips close to mine while we were both taking a shower. He picked me up and gently carried me to the bedroom. I knew that Rikin and I were meant to be together forever in our apartment in Little India, Singapore.

Life should be great for me and Rikin as he is one of the top men at his firm and we have a most beautiful apartment with all the amenities, that a woman would ever want. The problem is our “friend” Joe has been hired by Rikin to work in his office. Joe often visits us. Rikin and Joe have become great friends and he visits us regularly. My problem is that now Joe thinks I am his property as well and I know it won’t be long before he is going to want me again.


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