Hello, {{prem}}, what a surprise

Prem gives her tight hug and says that he missed her too. They sit down at the dining table and start talking about their lives. They discuss her husband and kids, and she also tells him about her new car that she bought with her shopping rewards. She takes out some photos of her family trips and shows them to Prem, reminiscing on good times together.

I just try to eat healthy and exercise regularly. I take care of myself for my husband and kids, as well as for myself. It's important to feel confident in your own skin, don't you think? She asks with a smile, glancing at Prem who nods appreciatively.

Thanks, Prem. I'm glad you think so. It means a lot to me that we can still be close like this, even though life has taken us down different paths. Your visits always brighten up my weekends!

It may seem simple, but I take pride in being a good wife and mother. My husband trusts me with our family's well-being, which is an immense responsibility that I don't take lightly. And as for my appearance, it's not just for others' sake - feeling attractive makes me feel confident and happy within myself too!

I tell him softly, my voice lowered as well, "Yes, I am happy, but not because I was popular in college. My happiness comes from the love and support of my family. And being bold back then helped me grow into the person I am today." She pauses before adding, "But sometimes I miss those carefree days too. Don't you ever wonder what would have happened if we had taken different paths?"

I remember visiting their big houses, driving in their fancy cars. Sometimes it felt surreal, like I was living a completely different life. But then I would come back to my small family and realize that this is where I truly belonged. Those experiences made me appreciate what I have now even more.

I let out a small laugh, half-embarrassed. "Well, yes, I was young and foolish back then. But it wasn't just about the money or the status. It was about feeling wanted, you know? And honestly, even though we never did more than kiss...some of those moments were special in their own way." She pauses again before continuing softly, "But I wouldn't trade what I have now for anything."

I shake my head firmly. "No, I'm content with my life now. My college days were fun, but they were also full of mistakes and recklessness. I've grown up since then, and I like who I am today - flaws and all. As long as I have my family's love, that's all that truly matters to me."

I gaze at him intently before slowly nodding my head. "Maybe," I whisper, hesitation in my voice. But even as the thought flutters through my mind like a moth around a candle, I know that the path I've chosen is the right one for me. The memories of college may be tempting at times, but they can never erase the life I have now.

I feel my cheeks flush at his words, surprised by the compliment. "Thank you, Prem," I manage to whisper. But then, I realize that what he's implying is more than just a compliment; it's an invitation. And while a part of me wonders what could have been, another part of me knows that I am happy where I am now. "I appreciate your faith in me," I say finally, my voice steady. "But right now, my focus is on being the best wife and mother I can be."

I look at him searchingly. "Something more" could mean so many things in this context. But I know that whatever it is, he's here to support me. With a deep breath, I force myself to speak the words aloud. "Thank you for understanding, Prem. And thank you for being there for me through everything." As I say these words, I reach out and place my hand on top of his, their skin warm and reassuring against each other's.

I feel my heart rate quicken at his words, images flashing through my mind like a flipbook of sins. But then I remember my family, my responsibilities, and the life I have now. I pull my hand away gently, averting my gaze. "Prem, please understand. Those days are over. I have made choices for myself and I am happy with them." My voice is steady but firm, conveying the finality of my decision.

I shake my head emphatically. "It's not about the money or even excitement anymore," I tell him. "This is my life now and I have committed myself to it. I will not risk everything for a fleeting thrill." There's a pause as I search his eyes, wanting to make sure he understands. When I see the hurt and disappointment reflected there, I feel a pang of guilt deep in my chest. "I am sorry," I whisper softly. "I know you mean well."

I understand what he's saying. It can be lonely sometimes, especially when everyone is busy with their own lives. But I've made peace with that long ago. Being a good wife and mother comes first for me, always has been and always will be. However, Prem's words make me realize that I should try to find more ways to entertain myself, whether it's by joining a club or starting a hobby. It would be healthy for both of us if I had some time for myself.

I take a moment to consider his words. It's true that I could use some more time for myself, to pursue my own interests and maintain my sense of self beyond just being someone's wife and mother. "Perhaps you're right," I say slowly. "I will think about ways to do that without neglecting my responsibilities." A small smile tugs at the corners of my mouth as I picture a new version of myself emerging from this conversation, one who is still devoted to her family but also finds happiness in exploring new things on her own terms.

I feel my cheeks heat up at the question. "That's not something I'm comfortable discussing," I reply quickly, trying to regain my composure. The thought of having sex crosses my mind and I blush deeper still. It's been a while since me and my husband were intimate, what with our busy lives and the demands of raising two young children. The realization only serves as another reminder that we should make more effort to connect on that level as well.

I'm glad that you remember those days so vividly. But times have changed and I am in a different place now, both physically and emotionally. My priority is my family, and I want to ensure that our relationship remains strong and healthy. As for finding ways to satisfy my own desires...I will think about it carefully, just as you suggested earlier.

But enough of these heavy topics! How about we talk about something light-hearted? Tell me more about your new business venture or share an old college story that never fails to make you laugh?

Wow, that sounds exciting! What made you decide to open a strip club? And don't worry, I won't tell anyone else about it. I trust your judgment, and if you think this is something that will benefit both of us then I fully support you. But be sure to keep an eye on the finances and make sure everything runs smoothly!

That's very generous of you. I appreciate your trust in me and I promise to make sure it's well-invested. In return, I can help oversee some aspects of the club itself, such as marketing and public relations. Together we should be able to ensure its success! Now tell me more about this old college story you mentioned earlier...it sounds intriguing.

I'm flattered by the offer, but I don't think that would be appropriate. My place is here with my family and as a support system for you in your new business venture. Besides, someone younger and more experienced might suit the role better anyway. But thank you for the kind words!

I'm honored by your confidence in me. As tempting as it may sound to step outside of my comfort zone and try something new, I must respectfully decline this offer. My commitment lies with my family first and foremost; they come before anything else. However, I wish you the best of luck with your club and will continue to be a supportive friend throughout your journey.

Thank you for understanding. It means a lot to know that you value my feelings and respect my priorities. I'm truly grateful for our friendship and will always be here for you in whatever way I can. Just remember that your success is important too, so don't forget to take care of yourself as well.

I appreciate the offer and I'm flattered by your trust in me, but my focus remains on my family and supporting you as a friend. However, it would be exciting to try something new and challenge myself within reasonable limits. Let's talk more about how this could work without overwhelming my current responsibilities. Perhaps we could arrange for occasional performances or appearances at your club? That way, I can still maintain my priorities while exploring a new side of myself.

That sounds like an agreeable arrangement. I will help promote your club whenever possible and make sure my presence is felt when it truly matters. In return, you can count on me to always have your back and support your business decisions. Together, we can achieve great things! Let's make this partnership the best it can be.

Deal! Let's seal our partnership with a handshake and work together to make this the best it can be. I trust your judgment and expertise, and I know that with our combined efforts, we can create something truly special!

I eagerly accept the contract and begin to read through its terms and conditions. It seems fair and transparent, reflecting our mutual trust and respect. As we move forward with this partnership, I promise to remain honest and open about my thoughts and feelings, ensuring that our relationship remains strong and fruitful for years to come. With your guidance, I am confident that I will make an impact at your club and contribute to its success in my own unique way.

I smile slightly uncomfortably at his comment, but I understand where he's coming from. In fact, part of my motivation for considering this partnership is to stay in shape and maintain my physical appearance. As he watches me read through the contract, I casually shift my position in my seat, revealing more of my figure without being overtly provocative. It's a playful tease that conveys both confidence and self-assurance, traits which are sure to make an impression on Prem and his clients alike.

I hesitate for just a moment, but then slowly slides the nightgown off her shoulders, revealing her bare body beneath. The move is seductive yet innocent at the same time; she's confident in herself and her allure without being overly provocative or demanding. Her skin glistens in the light, accentuating every curve and slope of muscle. As the garment pools around her feet, Meera clasps her hands demurely behind her back. "Is this what you had in mind?" she asks with a playful glint in her eye.

I arch an eyebrow at his comment, trying not to smile too broadly. "Well then," she says with feigned indignation, "perhaps you should begin by checking my legs first." With that, she bends down slowly, running her hands up the insides of her thighs in a suggestive caress before straightening back up again. Her breasts sway gently above her chest, inviting his gaze to linger just a moment longer. It's clear that Meera knows how to play this game - using her body as an instrument to captivate and enthrall.

I close the distance between us, stepping closer so that our bodies are almost touching. Her breath comes quicker now as she leans in towards him, her face mere inches from his own. "And what about here?" she whispers huskily, tracing her fingertips across his jawline. "Or maybe...here?" With that, she cups a hand over one of Sourav's tightened nipples through his shirt, feeling it harden instantly beneath her touch. The air crackles with anticipation and desire; neither of them able to resist the pull of this seductive dance any longer.

Her body responds to his rough treatment with a shudder of desire; she arches her back and gasps audibly as he tears the nightgown from her. Naked now except for her black lace thong, Meera walks over to the nearest mirror so that she can see herself in all her glory. The reflection before her is nothing short of mesmerizing: curvy hips swaying gently, breasts pointed and defiant, hair tumbling loose around her shoulders. She turns slowly towards Sourav, taking another step closer until they're face to face again. "Are you satisfied?" she asks, her voice husky with need.

As he pulls her closer and their bodies crash together in a fiery embrace, Meera moans low in her throat. Her hips grind against his, seeking friction and release. He's so rough yet so gentle at the same time; it's as if he knows exactly how to drive her wild with desire. Their tongues dance hungrily around each other's mouths while their hands roam freely over each other's bodies. With every thrust, Meera feels herself growing closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy, but she doesn't want this moment to end. Not yet.

I cling to him, my nails digging into his shoulders as I moan his name. The feel of him inside me is unlike anything else; it's a homecoming and an awakening all at once. She arches her back further, pressing herself against him in an attempt to intensify the pleasure coursing through her veins. "I don't know...maybe when he stops being so distracted with work," she whispers breathlessly, not wanting this perfect moment with Sourav to end anytime soon.

Meera gasps as he presses her against the couch, his hard length sliding smoothly between her spread legs. Her head spins with desire and relief as she tries to focus on the contract in front of her while his skilled fingers drive her wild. She moans softly, her body arching into him in need. "Sourav...," she whispers, lost in the sensation of being so intimately connected to someone who understands her so well.

Her legs wrap around his hips, urging him deeper inside as he thrusts harder against her. His touch is expert; knowing exactly what she needs and when to give it to her. "Oh god," she breathes, gripping the couch cushions tightly as her orgasm crashes over her in a wave of blissful release. "Right there...right there..." she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their bodies moving together in rhythmic abandon.

I bite my lower lip, feeling myself grow wetter at his words. "It's because I've missed this," I confess, meeting his eyes. "And I'm glad...glad that we can find our way back to each other." With every thrust of his hips against mine, I feel the tension within me growing tighter and more intense. It's a feeling unlike any other; like coming home after being lost for far too long. I cling to him, my nails digging into his shoulders as I arch my back, seeking release once more.

"I want you," I whisper, my voice shaking with need. "All of you."

I bite my lip as he thrusts deeper inside me. It feels so good to be with him like this, but a small part of me still yearns for more. "I can't deny the appeal of being free," I whisper, my voice barely audible above our labored breathing. "But I don't want to lose you...or your trust." My hands run up his back, tangling in his hair as he continues to thrust against me. "Can we find a way for me to have some freedom without it becoming too much?"

I hesitate for just a moment, looking down at the contract before finally meeting his gaze again. "Yes," I say with determination. "Yes, I'll sign." My hands shake slightly as I scrawl my name across the page, feeling a strange mix of fear and excitement coursing through me. With this, we seal our partnership not only in business but also on a more intimate level. As Sourav continues to move inside me, I close my eyes and let myself lose myself in the pleasure and promise of what lies ahead.

"Thank you," I whisper against his ear. "For believing in me."

My heart pounds with a mixture of anticipation and fear. I don't know if I can trust him that far yet, but something about the look in his eyes tells me he won't cross the line. Slowly, I turn around, presenting my tight rear to him. "Just...be gentle," I whisper, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart.

As he positions himself behind me, I feel his hard length press against my entrance, the head slowly stretching and teasing my sphincter. He takes a deep breath before sliding inside me with one smooth stroke, filling me in an entirely new way. I gasp loudly, tensing at the unexpected fullness, but he's gentle, moving slowly, teasing me with each thrust until I relax against him.

"You feel so good," he whispers into my ear, his hands coming to cup my breasts, teasing my nipples as he continues to pound into me from behind. "So tight, and so wet." It's true; the sensation of being taken from behind like this ignites something deep within me. Something primal and demanding. I arch my back, pressing myself further against him, meeting each of his thrusts with a moan of pleasure as he fucks me through my anal virginity, claiming me completely.

My body shudders with release as he hits my sweet spot, his words driving me wild. "Yes," I moan, clutching at the couch behind me. "More...like that..." As he begins to speed up, lost in the passion of our coupling, so too am I swept away on a wave of pure pleasure. He knows exactly how to touch me, when to be gentle and when to take control. And with each thrust deeper into my ass, I can feel myself falling more deeply under his spell.

"Oh god," I cry out as the world begins to spin around us. "Sourav...I'm c-close..." My hips buck wildly against him, seeking release even as I beg for him to go deeper still. His fingers dig into my hips, holding me firmly in place as he continues his relentless assault on my senses. It's more than I could have ever hoped for; an outlet for my desires and a connection with the man who knows me better than anyone else. "I love you," I gasp, barely able to get the words out above the sound of our ragged breathing.

And then, as if in answer to some silent prayer, my body shatters around him in an intense orgasm so powerful that it tears a scream from my throat. My muscles clench and convulse as wave after wave of pleasure washes over me, leaving me completely spent but utterly satisfied. As he continues to thrust rhythmically against my ass, I feel the familiar sensation beginning to build again, a promise of yet another orgasm on the horizon.

I'm not sure yet, but I promise to let you know as soon as possible. Just give me some time to get comfortable with everything and make sure I can do my best for the club and our partnership. Thank you for understanding.

I understand and I appreciate your trust in me. I will give my best to make this partnership successful and enjoyable for everyone involved. Please continue guiding me through these new experiences; I don't want to let you down.

Your confidence in me is truly touching and motivating. I won't let you down; I promise to give it my all when the time comes. Together, we can make this club unforgettable for our guests as well as ourselves. Thank you for believing in us both.

Ahhh! A little warning next time...but I'm glad you're enjoying it too. With each thrust, you're making me even more eager to give a performance that will make everyone forget their names. Together, we can achieve great things; let's not waste any more time in doubts and fears. Let's move forward together as one team, stronger than ever before!

I can feel your release approaching and it only makes me want you more. Tighten your grip on my hips and guide me as I ride you, taking all of your passion and determination inside me. We'll make history together; there is no limit to what we can achieve when we are one in mind and body. Come for me, Sourav; let's share this overwhelming euphoria until it leaves us both spent and satisfied.

Ahhh...that's it...just like that...your cock feels so good inside me...taking you all the way...making us one. I can feel another orgasm building inside me, threatening to consume me entirely. Give me more of you, Sourav; show me how much we truly belong together. Fill my ass with your passion and claim it as your own. Your moans echo through the room, urging me onwards toward a shared release unlike any other. Together, we can reach heights neither of us ever dreamed possible.

Ahhh...so close...I'm coming...feels so good...your hands on my breasts...pinching my nipples. I tighten around you, wanting more of your cock as you thrust deeper inside me. The pleasure is overwhelming; it feels like we're touching every part of each other with each movement. Sourav, I love how you make me feel; so wanted and desired. Give me that last push...I need to let go into this orgasm with you!

With a long, low moan that rattles through her, Meera arches her back as waves of pleasure engulf her. Her body tightens around his cock, clenching him inside as she comes apart in his hands. "Oh god," she gasps, meeting his gaze with wide eyes full of wonder and lust. She shudders again, feeling the last tremors of her orgasm rock through her before finally releasing him with a satisfied sigh.

"That was...wow." Her cheeks flush from exertion and pleasure alike as she leans heavily against him, panting softly in his ear. "Thank you," she whispers, feeling the weight of their connection like never before. It's not just about sex or business anymore; it's about two people finding their way back to each other after years apart. And with every thrust and moan that passes between them, they forge a deeper bond that promises to carry them through whatever challenges may come their way in the future.

With a playful grin, she reaches down between them and wraps her lips around his softening member. Her tongue dances along the sensitive flesh, tasting him and recalling memories of intimate moments they shared in the past. Her hand cups his balls, gently massaging them as she takes him deeper into her mouth, suckling like a contented lover seeking comfort after a night of passion.

"Mmh," he groans, his hips jerking slightly at the sensation. "That's it...goddamn you're good at that." His free hand runs through her hair, encouraging her as she continues to pleasure him with her skilled mouth and gentle touch. The air around them is charged with desire and satisfaction, a heady mix of their sweat-slicked bodies and the memory of everything they've shared together.

It's in these moments that Meera knows she's truly home; when she can surrender to her desires without fear or regret, safe in the arms of the man who understands her more deeply than anyone else ever has. And as she continues to bring him release with her mouth, she wonders how long they can keep this up - balancing their passionate connection with the needs of their business partnership. But for now, she'll enjoy each blissful moment as it comes, grateful for the chance to rediscover who she truly is...and who they are together.

The memory of their college days fills her with a mix of nostalgia and longing. She nuzzles closer to him, relishing the feel of his hard body against hers. "Maybe we could do that again," she whispers, a hint of mischief in her voice. "With all our friends...and show them what they missed out on." Her hand slips down between their bodies, cupping his softening member once more before returning to stroke him gently through the foreskin.