“Swastika, I….I….”
“Hey who are there….?” Suddenly a security guard shouted from the other end of the corridor, pointing his flashlight at the two actresses.
“Let’s leave the place…..the security guard might catch us” Gargi whispered being terrified, dragging Swastika’s hand behind her.
Ignoring the commands of the guard, the two actresses left the place quickly as Gargi said, “I think that’s the exit to the main hall”. She pointed at an exit sign several feet in front of them but just she finished the sentence another flash of light came from around the corner which startled them.
“In here!” Swastika whispered as she stepped into a small service closet, pulling Gargi in with her.
“Um, what are we going to do here?” Gargi asked in a confused tone.
“Waiting for the guard to go away, obviously! I mean we could’ve just told the guard who we are, but now that we ran away from him…” Swastika replied.
“I’m sorry! I became panicked, okay?”
“Why did you panic?”
“Well, because, you know…”
“‘Cause you were squeezing my ass Gargidi?”
“Oh Swastika….I’m sorry!”
“It’s okay,” Swastika whispered into Gargi’s ear, “You’re so sexy and horny, just like me. But we gotta learn to relax… together.”
Saying this Swastika wrapped her arms around the elder actress’s soft waist, pulling her close. Their breasts smashed against each other’s and their breaths becoming one.
“Um, I don’t think this is a good idea Swastika…”
“Why not? Don’t you like me Gargidi?”
“Of course I do but…” Gargi replied hesitantly.
“Please Gargidi, you know not only I love you like my dearest friend, I respect you also as my own Didi. So please don’t hesitate, it’s OK,” Swastika said nibbling on her earlobe, and began whispering in a seductive tone, “Do you remember my birthday party, few days ago?”
“Uh-huh…” Gargi replied, trembling with arousal as her friend’s hands roamed to the back of her dress.
“We were both wearing some revealing dresses that day and were so excited by the groping of the male guests. We kept falling down…” Swastika reminded her.
“Yeah…”
“Oh God I wanted you so bad that night.”
“What? Really?”
“Yes. But I was too scared to do anything.”
“Oh, I… I don’t know what to say, I wasn’t expecting–”
“I want you so bad right now.” Swastika purred, taking control of Gargi’s hand. With her left hand she quickly pulled her saree-saya up and guide Gargi’s hand under between her juncture. Feeling Swastika’s wetness in the palm of her hand, Gargi gasped. “You aren’t even wearing panties…” she said very softly, as if she was afraid someone else would hear it.
“They were only getting in the way.” Swastika grinned.
Then with slow and careful movements, Swastika teased herself with Gargi’s fingers and trembled in the shadows of the dark closet.
“Ohhhhhh how nice Gargidi … Have you ever been with a woman?”
“No…” the glamourous diva queen replied weakly, equally tense and fascinated by Swastika’s slick lips folding and surrendering to her fingertips.
“It’s amazing, Gargidi. Let me touch you, make love to you.”