The Betrayal

At first, Priya thought it was all in her head. The way that Sonia stared at her while she licked sauce off of her thumb at the dinner table. How her fingers seemed to gravitate toward the back of Priya's thighs when she passed her. It was an enigma to Priya that someone like Sonia would be interested in her at all.

Sonia walked like royalty. Her eyes were disarming and feline like those of a tigress. She could have anyone she wanted at the snap of her fingers. Of this, Priya was convinced. There was sheer power in her touch, that almost gave Priya a shock whenever she felt it.

Priya tried to shake the possibility from her mind. No, the improbability that Sonia admired or wanted her at all. It simply wasn't true. It couldn't be. Besides, Priya wasn't interested in women. She never had been, anyway. But then, it's not as if she hadn't already broken one taboo. Priya tried not to think about her as Javed fucked her from behind against the edge of her bed.

Priya only had one class on Wednesdays and it wasn't until later. Javed was taking full advantage before he left for work. He on the other hand had a lecture to give in twenty minutes. Asha was already gone and Sonia was shopping. So, Priya and her petite ass were all his. At least for a maximum of five minutes or he was going to be late.

Her ass bounced in reaction to each stroke inside of her greedy little pussy. He was pounding her at full force with little consideration for foreplay or stimulating her little clit. Usually, Priya loved it rough but today she felt like something was missing. Especially when he groaned and came inside of her.

Her own climax was close but he was pulling out before she could ask for what she needed. She rolled onto her back on the bed as he retreated. He crawled over her for a moment to kiss her wet lips and forehead before flashing her a fleeting smile.

"I have to clean up and go, or I'll be late," he said before vanishing out of her bedroom. Priya sighed. Of course, he did. She lay back on the covers. She could hear the faucet run briefly before shuffling sounds and the front door slamming shut. Priya tried to touch herself but it was making the orgasm that she craved feel even further away.

She finally got up and made her way to the bathroom to freshen up. The mirror was fogged over and a thick layer of steam had accumulated by the time she was done. She rolled a towel around her dripping contours before opening the door to walk down the hall to her room, but when she rounded the corner, she collided into Sonia.

"Oh. I'm sorry. I didn't hear you come back," Priya gushed, catching her towel just in time before it unraveled. Sonia chuckled.

"That's quite alright. I don't always make a grand entrance. Besides, I thought you would be at school by now," Sonia told her, leaning back against the wall in the hallway.

"My schedule is different this term," Priya explained. "I get to sleep in," she added.

"Mm, that must be nice. Taking luxurious showers is just a bonus."

"Oh, were you waiting on me? Did I take a long time?" Priya asked, alarmed. Sonia laughed.

"No, Priya. Relax," Sonia assured her. "I'm only disappointed that I didn't get to join you."

Priya's ears burned and her chest tightened. She couldn't have heard her right. There was absolutely no way. Yet, her thighs were slippery from the mere notion. Sonia was fearless. How could she say something like that?

"Um, did you um-mean- that um you-" Priya stammered.

She was cut off mid-sentence with a kiss. Leaning in and catching her bottom lip with her teeth, rolling it along her tongue as if luring it with a wordless lullaby. Priya blinked and didn't move. She was awe-struck. Sonia kissed her harder then. There was nothing orderly about it. The kiss was like a black hole, with an intensity that Priya had never experienced.

Sonia's kiss was deeper and more commanding than Javed's. His could be rough and abrasive but not like this. There was something more compelling and intentional about Sonia's kiss. Less like a lecture and more like a snare.

Priya's breathing was unhinged. Her towel was slipping and her wet skin was making Sonia's thin purple shirt damp. To Priya's surprise, her lips were responding to Sonia. Her tongue curled and lashed back. Her fingers were gentle on Sonia's waist. She didn't know how or where to touch her, only that the kiss was making her feel pussy throb.

That was when Sonia tugged her towel loose. It fell to her feet in waves. Her breasts were hot and wet. Her nipples scraped against the fabric that barely contained Sonia's. Sonia pulled back and held Priya's chin and throat in a loose yet effective vise grip in one hand.

Sonia kept her hand there as her mouth wandered down Priya's naked skin, seeking refuge on her nipples and stomach. Priya watched her with complete rapture. Sonia's eyes sparked with amusement at the disbelief on her face as she delivered kisses to Priya's tender flesh, marked with a neat stripe of black pubic hair.

The grip on Priya's neck dissipated but Sonia had found a new area to possess. Her territorial mouth locked on, her fingers pushing the thick, shiny lips apart. Revealing Priya's flushed, scrunched up clitoris. Priya sucked a harsh breath and remained silent as if that was the only way for the fantasy to unfold.

Sonia didn't know her. She wasn't indebted to deliver her pleasure, not by love or anything else, and yet she was acting like she was. Was it all just for fun? Priya couldn't dwell on the enigma any longer, not when Sonia was licking her down and pulling her closer. Priya moaned, but it sounded more like a sigh of relief.

Sonia heard the sound that came out of Priya and was almost enraged. She didn't want to give the girl a vacation. No, the girl was going to be obsessed with her when she was through. Sonia's mouth quit playing nice and ravaged Priya's unsuspecting pussy.

Priya's moans were off the hook now and sounded more like battle cries. Sonia smiled. There. That was more like it. Sonia pulled away from Priya. That was more than enough time on her knees in front of an inexperienced schoolgirl in Sonia's opinion. She reached for Priya's hand and pulled her to the guest bedroom.

They fell onto the bed together, wrapping legs around each other's. Priya was pulling Sonia in for more kisses. Desperate to feel the intensity. Sonia's body was muscular in some places, yet soft in others. It was strange to explore another woman's breasts for the first time, to kiss equally soft, full lips.

Yet, there was something merciless about Sonia. Even if Priya had attempted to imagine being with a woman, she never would have thought it would be as aggressive. Sonia was claiming her. Every movement felt like an order, like signing a contract.

Sonia chuckled as Priya broke their kiss to suck on her nipple. Her laugh transformed into a tangled moan. Sonia only let Priya go so far before she pushed her back on the bed and straddled her waist, climbing up top. Her fingers teased Priya's tight little pussy again until her face was contorted with a forbidden pleasure.

Javed had never touched her quite like this. Wait! Javed! A jolt of cognition splintered through her. She couldn't do this to him. What was she doing? How could she cheat on him with his cousin? For the first time in what felt like years, he had been the last thing on Priya's mind.

Sonia witnessed the shift on Priya's face. How conflicted she was with guilt. Was it because she was ashamed to bed a woman or did it just occur to her that she was betraying Javed? Sonia couldn't care less. She was in charge of the little heiress now.

Her fingers curved inside of Priya and drummed inside of her, while the other hand pressed against of her stomach with her thumb flicking against her clit. Priya arched her back and cried out as Sonia doubled down. Priya's pleasure was an investment.

Sonia could see why Javed would want to spend so much time with her. Priya was beautiful with her dark hair around her face and her tits trembling with every flick of Sonia's fingers. Sonia understood how he could get lost in her youth and love watching her experience it all for the first time.

The revelation only made Sonia's fingers more brutal on Priya's tender skin until Priya was practically screaming her release. Completion tore through her. Her toes curled; her pussy was slippery yet tight on Sonia's fingers. Keeping her there for the eternity of her orgasm. Priya gasped and moaned as the pleasure subsided.

Sonia smiled at her, pleased with herself. Priya smiled in return. An innocent smile of gratitude. She wanted to learn how to reciprocate in kind, even though she was a bit nervous about it being her first time. Sonia let Priya experiment. She was harder to please, let alone impress.

She hadn't been so close to the edge like Priya had been. Priya had to start from scratch. So, it came as a surprise when Priya emerged victorious from Sonia's pussy almost an hours later, her face wet and her lips curled up as Sonia convulsed with her own rounds of release. Sonia wasn't beyond faking it but was happy that she didn't have to. Priya was a fast learner.

They lay next to each other for a while. Sonia let Priya touch her hair and they both breathed easy for a while. Priya broke the silence with a little giggle. Sonia turned to her.

"You haven't been with a woman before, have you?" She asked.

"Well, of course not!" Priya told her.

"Oh, right. You're a good girl who does everything she's told," Sonia teased.

"No, I am not but -," Priya stammered. "Have you been with a girl before?" Sonia nodded.

She saw no point in lying about it. Although, she could and Priya wouldn't know the difference in the slightest. So gullible. The truth was that Sonia had been with many women on her quest for glory. She robbed women blind just as expertly as she did men.

"So, you don't like men?" Priya pressed.

"I didn't say that," Sonia told her in a naughty way. Priya giggled.

"It never occurred to me that I could choose both," Priya mused.

"Most women feel that way," Sonia said. A comfortable silence settled between them for a few moments. "So, are you going to tell me who he is?" Sonia asked with a pointed look. Priya blushed.

"What do you mean?"

"It's obvious you have been with someone before," Sonia continued. "Do you have a sugar daddy?"

"A- what?" Priya asked.

"A rich boyfriend?" Sonia elaborated. "How else could you afford all this?" Priya decided to answer the second question and avoid the first.

"My actual dad," Priya told her. "He died when I was little and left all of his money to us or to me."

"Well, I knew that your mom was a widow," Sonia said. "But I figured he had been poor like most fathers I know," she lied.

"No, he was pretty well off, actually."

"So, why don't you go on more vacations or something? Take your girls shopping. And by your girls I mean me," Sonia said. Priya laughed.

"I can't, not until I graduate or get cancer or something," Priya said.

"Wait, you'd have to get sick to use it?" Sonia asked with fake shock. Priya giggled.

"No! I'd have to die, like of something like that. Then, everything would go to my mom," Priya told her. Just like that, Sonia had the answer.

It had been months of Javed taking his sweet time at her and Dev's expense. Yet, she had discovered the solution after one day of being intimate with Priya. Sonia was practically vibrating with excitement at the news but played it off like it was no big deal, and maybe they should get a snack or something.

It wasn't long before Priya had to get ready for class. She took one more shower and this time, Sonia got in with her. Afterward, they grabbed a bite to eat and Sonia walked her to campus, as was now their routine. But instead of walking straight back to the flat, she hopped into a taxi and pulled out her phone.

"You're not going to believe what I found out," she said. "We need to meet. NOW."

~

Dev sat across from Sonia with a look of pure admiration on his face. Sonia was smug as ever with a haughty smile engraved into her slender cheeks. She sipped her chai and regarded him with mild amusement.

"That's how you get the money? It's that simple?" Dev asked.

"Yes, it's that simple," she agreed.

"But Javed-"

"Probably didn't tell us because he's gone soft," Sonia finished for him. "It's obvious he's falling for her."

"So, is he out then?" Dev's voice had gone ice cold. She loved how he deferred to her for the judgement call.

"No, he should get paid. After it's done," Sonia told him.

"But if he's been sabotaging the operation?" Dev continued.

"We don't know that for sure. Besides, he's had his neck on the line longer than we have. No, we hold to the original arrangement. Just with one small tweak," Sonia said. "One that he doesn't have to know about."

The shop was bustling about them with laughter, the clinking of dishes. The phone going off. Yet, the silence between Sonia and Dev was thick with intention and deliberation. Dev just stared at her.

"She dies," he said, blunt as ever. Sonia didn't even look around to see if anyone had heard, let alone bat a lash. Instead, she set down her cup and smiled.

"Yes, she dies."

"When?" Dev asked, serious and yet eager as ever. He wanted the money just as much as she did but he wouldn't do anything until she said so. He had always been her back up plan. Javed wouldn't follow orders but Dev would.

"Soon," she said. "We will still have to wait for the right moment, but once it's done, Javed will have access to the funds and we'll all-"

"Live happily ever after?" Dev finished.

"Disappear," Sonia finished. "Just think. In only a week. A couple at most. We'll be crorepathi."

"I love hearing you say that," Dev told her. Her eyes glittered as she sipped her tea again. They were so close, she could taste it.