Twin part-2

I froze right where I was. Deepika had assured me

that Rakhi wouldn't be back for hours. I looked

quickly for a closet to drive into, but found none. 

The door opened, and Deepika's roommate walked in.

"Hey Deepika. What the hell?"

Neha moved behind Deepika and cupped her hands

around Deepika's breasts.

"Boobies."

Neha cupped her hands around my chest.

"No boobies. Feels like socks."

Then Neha unzipped my dress and moved her hands down

below my waist.

"Dickie. Happy dickie. Is that you, Nitin?"

I nodded slowly.

"I bet there's a real good story here."

Deepika explained that I was working as her dress

dummy.

"Yeah, you do look really sexy in that teal dress. I

can see why Deepa(Deepika) chose it. If you're done helping

her, do you mind working with me for a bit."

Neha is an amazingly attractive brunette, so I jumped

at the chance to help her out. Yes, I realized that

being helpful was what got me into this position in

the first place.

I followed Neha into her bedroom wearing nothing but

my panties and bra.

"Let's talk first. Then you can help me out."

Neha jumped up onto her bed and motioned me up. 

"Nitin, that is so cool that you helped deepa out. 

Most guys would never go through something like that

for their sister. That's a big time turn on for me.

Whoa. That came out of left field. Here I was in a

bra and panties, and one of the hottest women I'd ever

been around was telling me that I was turning her on.

Before I could respond, Neha had straddled me and was

kissing me passionately. Never one to look a gift

horse in the mouth, I returned her kiss with the most

passion I could muster. We quickly made her clothing

a thing of the past, and we were in the middle of a

make out session.

Neha was kissing and massaging many areas of my body,

and I returned her embraces, my tongue racing in and

out of her mouth and my mouth and hands exploring her

beautiful breasts.

We eventually tired and lay holding each other on her

bed, grasping for our breath. When we had almost all

of our breath back, Neha broached the subject of the

favor she wanted me to do.

"I need your help for a costume party, Nitin. You

like costume, don't you."

I agreed, that I did indeed like costume.

Neha explained that she and her boyfriend has planned

to go to a big costume party as a bride and groom. 

Unfortunately, Neha caught her boyfriend cheating,

and had dumped him.

"I still want to go to the party, Nitin - it's always

a lot of fun. But I need a partner."

"Sure, I'll go to a costume party as your groom. 

That would be a lot of fun."

"Yes, it would be. But I want you to go as my bride."

"Why?"

"Well, it's a costume party, so the wilder the

costumes, the better. You're already 5 inches taller

than me, and with the heels, the difference will be

closer to 8 inches. To have a bride be that much

taller than the groom would be really wild."

"Okay, even if I wanted to, there's no way that your

dress is going to fit me - as you said, I'm 5 inches

taller than you."

"That's the kicker. I got a great deal on the dress,

knowing that I would have to shorten it quite a bit. 

It should look wonderful on you."

"What's in it for me, Neha."

"Well, for starters, I'll take you out to eat at that

steakhouse you love. And I'll let you have plenty of

dessert."

She winked at the dessert comment and my heart skipped

a beat. Neha was practically throwing herself at me,

and all I had to do was dress as a woman for

Costume party. Since it was costume party, it would be almost

normal. What did I have to lose?

"Okay, Neha. I guess I'll do it."

She knocked me flat onto her bed and gave me a wildly

passionate kiss. I was head over heels for this woman

and completely at her.

CONTINUED......