Megha is strutting the streets of rodeo drive looking for the next store she wants to shop in.

As a handsome man, whose good looks and well toned body is practically screaming for attention, approaches her, she turns her head slightly in his direction while continuing to walk with purpose towards her destination. Her long black hair sways gently behind her as she places a slender white manicured finger underneath the oversized khaki sunglasses that are perched on top of her snub nose. She clears her throat and gives him what she thinks is an alluring smile, revealing her fake pearly whites. In reality, it's just a little crooked. But hey, who's gonna notice in LA anyway?

"Hey there yourself," Megha says with the same breathy voice that most valley girls seem to be blessed with, before adding a slight lisp. "You lookin' for someone special?"

"Oh-ho! A playa, huh?" Megha says, tilting her head slightly and biting her bottom lip flirtatiously. "Well then, why don't you come over here and show me what you've got? I mean, it couldn't hurt to have a little fun, right?" She motions for the handsome man to follow her, still walking towards whatever luxury brand name she has her eye on at that moment.

"Ohhhh yes, I certainly do say so," Megha purrs as she glances over her shoulder at the handsome man following closely behind her. "And if you keep up with me like this..." She giggles, trailing off before leaning in closer to him and stage-whispering seductively, "...maybe I'll let you treat me to something really nice." Her other hand slips beneath the fabric of her top, cupping one breast through her tight khaki pants. Her nipple hardens instantly against his palm.

"Oh, really?" Megha asks coyly, arching an eyebrow beneath the thick fringe of her long black hair. "I thought you'd never ask." She bites her lower lip seductively and playfully nudges him with her hip as they make their way to the high end women's apparel store she has in mind. "You know, you could just buy it for me," she whispers huskily in his ear before giggling again. "It'd be our little secret."

"Oh ho!" she titters, her long tattooed arm sliding around his waist. "I'm sure anything I choose will look amazing on me... But it's sweet of you to want to help out." She pouts her lips slightly and stares up at him with heavy-lidded eyes, batting her long fake eyelashes once for effect. "Though... If I let you watch me try stuff on..." Her voice trails off suggestively as they enter the store.

"Hey there," she calls out to one of the sales associates, flashing a crooked smile in their direction. "We're looking for some new outfits today!"

Her black painted fingernails tap impatiently against the wood counter as she waits for one of the sales associates to approach them. The soft orange glow of her spray tan makes her skin look even more taut and gleaming than usual, accentuating her prominent curves and drawing attention to the large fake breasts resting heavily within the confines of her silicone encased chest. When a tall, lithe man finally saunters over to them, Megha flashes him another dazzling smile before turning away from him slightly, arching an eyebrow inquisitively at the handsome man following closely behind her. "So... What do you think?" she asks playfully, gesturing for him to pick out something he likes.

"Hmph!" Megha pouts, pressing her hand to her hip and giving him a disapproving look. "Well if that's how you really feel..." Her voice trails off into a low growl as she huffs and turns back to the sales associate with an exaggerated sigh. "Fine then! Bring me something more modest, boring even!" She laughs loudly at her own joke, not realizing that it's lost on both of them. "Maybe I'll show you later how much better I really look in this stuff." Her voice drips with sarcasm as she turns back to face the salesman, motioning for him to show her what he has.

"Oh really?" she says with feigned surprise, her eyes wide and innocent despite the knowing smirk that plays across her lips. "You're practically inviting me back to your place for a fashion show? Well... I suppose you must be serious." She giggles lightly before leaning in close to whisper conspiratorially, "Just make sure no one tells my boyfriend... He can be a bit jealous at times." Her hand drifts downwards, caressing his forearm suggestively.

"You know," she continues, her voice dropping even lower now, "I think you're just the kind of guy who needs some instruction on how to treat a girl right... How about I give you a little private lesson later?" She winks at him playfully.

"Oh really?" Megha says, playing along but secretly reveling in the idea of giving this man a piece of her mind when it comes to women like her. She grinds her hips against his and gives him a smile that promises fireworks later on. "Well then," she breathes heavily, "I suppose we should hurry up and pick out something I can wear for our private fashion show!" Her laughter is sharp and seductive as they continue to browse through the racks of designer clothing.

Suddenly, she spots a tight white long sleeve crop top blouse with a substantial amount of cleavage showing and skims her hand over it lovingly. "Ooh, this one would be perfect!" She turns to face him, pressing the garment against her chest teasingly. "Do you like it?"

"Good," she purrs, her voice taking on a huskier quality now as she bites her bottom lip seductively. "I knew you had good taste." Megha glances over at the salesman who is waiting patiently nearby with a knowing smile and a raised eyebrow. She waves him off dismissively, wanting to feel more in control of this situation.

"Don't worry," she murmurs conspiratorially to the handsome man beside her, "we don't need any help from them." Her hand brushes lightly against his crotch, feeling him grow hard beneath his pants at her touch. She laughs low in her throat and nibbles on her bottom lip, loving how much power she has over this man right now.

"I think I'm going to get it," she announces, reaching for the garment with one hand as she links arms with

Her lips part in surprise as the handsome man speaks up, his voice strong and assertive despite his seemingly innocent demeanor. Her eyes widen slightly before narrowing into thin slits as she considers her options carefully. A sly smile tugs at the corner of her mouth as she realizes that this man may be more fun than she initially thought.

"Well, alright then," Megha replies, flashing him a winning smile. "If you're so insistent..." She purrs playfully before leaning in close to whisper conspiratorially into his ear, "Maybe I'll give you a little something extra special for buying this for me... Just promise not to tell anyone about it, okay?" Her breath tickles against his skin as she murmurs the last word, her fingers curling possessively around his arm.

Megha gives the salesman a flirtatious wink

Megha blushes prettily and gives the man an excited little squeal as she slips her arm through his. "Ooh, you're so sweet!" she coos, leaning into him conspiratorially before adding in a husky whisper, "I can't wait to see what else you have in store for me..." Her voice trails off teasingly, leaving him wondering exactly what sort of 'extras' she might be referring to.

With her new blouse securely wrapped around her perfect curves and the salesman thankfully out of earshot, they make their way back outside, his arm looped possessively through hers as they stroll towards his car. Megha can feel the weight of her expensive shopping bag in her other hand, but it's a small price to pay for the thrill of having this man by her side.

As they walk and talk, she keeps glancing side

It's almost as if she can feel the anticipation building within him as they approach his car. His touch is electrifying; it sends shivers of pleasure coursing through her body, making every inch of her skin tingle with desire. As he unlocks his luxurious sports car and opens the door for her, she slips into the plush leather seats and smoothes her silk skirt across her thighs before looking at him expectantly.

"Well then," she drawls slowly, her voice laced with a tone of seduction that is practically palpable in the air around them, "shall we get going?" Her hand trails up his arm and comes to rest on his shoulder, gently massaging it as if in invitation for him to climb into the driver's seat.

With a smirk that promises all sorts of wicked things once they arrive at his place

When they finally arrive at his house, she practically bursts out of the car before he's even had a chance to put it in park, eager to begin their private fashion show. Once inside, she immediately heads for the nearest room, kicking off her shoes and unzipping her tight khaki pants as she goes. Her tiny pink thong is visible beneath the cotton fabric, and she can feel herself grow wet with anticipation at the thought of showing him just how sexy she looks in this new outfit.

She shimmies out of her jeans and throws them aside, stepping out of her Fendi pumps next before turning to face him expectantly. Her breasts strain against the fabric of her tight blouse as she crosses her arms beneath them, biting her bottom lip in anticipation. "Well?" she asks impatiently. "What do you think so far?"

"Ohhhh..." Megha purrs, her eyes growing wide with desire as she takes a step closer to him. "You like what you see?" She reaches up slowly and begins unbuttoning her blouse, revealing more of her cleavage with each button that comes undone. When the last one is finally loose, she pulls the garment apart and tosses it aside, revealing her lush breasts encased within a lacy black bra. Her nipples stand at attention beneath the fabric, hard and puckered from desire. "What do you want me to do now?" she breathes huskily.

Her breath catches in her throat as his strong hands glide across her bare skin, pulling off her bra and panties with ease. He carries her to the bed, laying her down gently before crawling on top of her. Her breasts spill free from their confines, heavy and full against his chest as he kisses his way down her neck and towards one hardened nipple. She arches her back off the mattress in pleasure when he finally takes it between his lips, sucking hard before teasing it with his teeth.

"Ohhh... y-yes..." she moans, tangling her fingers in his hair as she presses herself closer to him. "Teach me how you like it." Her words are breathless and laced with desire as she feels his erection pushing against her through their clothing, aching for release. Megha lifts her hips off the bed,

She gasps as he roughly yanks her panties and pants to the side, his rough hands grabbing at her ass and spreading her wide before plunging a finger deep inside of her. "Ohhh fuck..." she moans, arching into his touch. She feels him kiss her lower abdomen, moving higher towards her aching breasts. With each breath she takes, he teases a different sensitive spot on her body, driving her wild with desire.

When he finally reaches her breast, he mouth covers one nipple before sucking hard, and then his tongue flicks over the bud in slow circles. "Yessss..." she cries out, bucking her hips upwards as her muscles clench around his finger. She feels herself growing wetter for him, aching to feel him inside of her.

"Please..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick