Eshaan Ranawat is an ambitious young man who has climbed ladders of success with his merit and by blandishing the boss Kabir Singhal. Eshaan is manipulative and a smooth talker making him irresistible. He is also dedicated and passionate towards his...
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Picture of Monica's dress on the top *smiles*
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Eshaan blinked at her assuring she was indeed standing in front of him and saying all this. It was like one of his fantasy dreams.
'Tell?' Monica asked gesturing with her head. Eshaan smiled holding her arms and he separated their frames. He bends down and picked up everything. Monica watched him carry them to the bedside table, he picked up his mobile and walked till the edge of the bed.
'I won't be needing them, yet.' He said.
'Acha.' Monica replied folding her arms. Eshaan nodded and sat on the edge of the bed.
'I am the Master, right?'
'Right.' Monica replied instantly. He smiled looking confidently at her.
'Then call me Master.'
'Okay.' - Monica replied dropping her arms, - 'Master.' She added seductively
Eshaan nodded then he picked up his phone and looked back at her, - 'Dance for me- strip dance.' He said leaning back. Monica smirked at him.
'Okay, Master.'
Eshaan played a slow sensual music on his mobile. His heart began beating faster. This was one of his many fantasies where he had imagined himself and Monica in. She stood few distances in front of him and began moving her hips to the tune. Eshaan licked his lips and shifted on the bed. Monica ruffled her hair and looked boldly at him. She stretched her leg exposing her stockings. Eshaan eyed her legs. Monica kept looking at him, his expressions was turning her on.
She turned around and moved her ass sensuously, Eshaan gulped eyeing her swaying hips and butt. Monica untied her robe and turned around. She raised her hands and held her head, her eyes closed. Eshaan got peek of something red that she was wearing inside.
Slowly, Monica opened her eyes and smiled at him. She placed her fingers under her robe on her shoulders. She held his gaze as she shrugged the robe. Eshaan watched her remove it and drop it on the floor.
She flaunted her Red, black laced and polka dotted corsetto, red and black thongs. She placed her hands on her hips and raised her chin.
Eshaan eyed her from top to bottom and licked his lips. He gulped. A moment of staring at her, he realized she had stopped dancing.
'Why did you stop, slave?' He asked sternly. Monica smiled.
'Music, Master?' She said softly. Eshaan made a poker face when he realized the music had stopped. She covered her smile with her palm as he picked up his phone. He played the same music. Monica smiled and began dancing again.
