I knew he was right, I was probably on his list now, and I knew that a mafia lord wouldn't just give up. I turned to Karan, "Got any ideas?"
"I've got one." He gave me a sly smile, "Let me talk to Peter about it, once I get home."
I felt a wave of relief wash over me at his word. Karan had more resources than I could ever hope for, and his help would be invaluable. We chatted and caught up a bit more before he finally decided to head home, giving me a hug before leaving.
"Don't worry about anything bro... We'll take Kishore down together. I'll talk to Peter and we can catch up tomorrow? For today, Just relax and focus on our reunion tonight. It'll be good for you to let off some steam by meeting old friends again."
I smiled and nodded, "Yeah, thanks, Karan. For everything. See you tonight!"
***
"Why do I have to wear a suit to this thing? I hate suits!" I grumbled as Pooja Didi adjusted my collar. We were in my room and Pooja Didi was helping me get ready for our school reunion. Jhanvi was busy with Kishore, who was also coming.
She giggled and smoothed my shirt collar, "Because you look very handsome in one! And, I want everyone to see my future husband looking sharp and successful!"
Pooja Didi stepped back and I turned to look at myself in the mirror. I had to admit, she was right! I did look very smart in a suit. I was just a lanky kid when in school, but I had filled up quite well in the past few years, and my chiselled muscles filled up the suit quite well!
As I posed in the mirror, Pooja Didi sidled up next to me, snaking an arm around mine possessively, "Mmm... You are so handsome... You'll definitely break many hearts today. But don't you dare leave my side, Chotu <3." she purred, leaning up to press a soft kiss against my cheek.
"I won't, Didi... Not when you look so stunning yourself..." I grinned, looking at her outfit. Pooja Didi was wearing a red saree, her long dark hair cascading down over her ample bosoms which were barely covered by the low cut blouse. She had her hair done up and had applied a subtle touch of make-up.
"Thank you, Chotu. You look like a proper gentleman yourself!" She replied as she squeezed my arm. "And seriously, you better not leave my side all night, you hear me? You didn't see how it was last year. I went alone and all those guys tried to hit on me all night."
"Don't worry Didi! I am not planning on letting my future wife out of my sight for even a second!" I said as I traced my finger lightly down her bare midriff, making her shiver in anticipation.
"Ahemm! What about your other wife?" Jhanvi's voice interrupted us, and we turned to find Jhanvi standing at the doorway. My jaw dropped at Jhanvi's appearance; she was a vision in blue! Wearing an indigo-coloured saree, she stood there looking absolutely breathtaking, her hair pinned into a bun, and a single silver pendant adorning her neck. She smiled at us, her lips painted red, her eyeliner making her brown eyes sparkle. She looked so gorgeous; I was stunned into silence.
"Wow... Jhanvi... you look... Wow!" I exclaimed when I found my tongue, and she smiled at my compliment, walking up to me before pulling out a handkerchief and dabbing at my cheek gently where Pooja Didi had kissed.
"Missed a spot, Didi!" She teased, and then took her place on my other side.
"Hmmm. Not so bad in a suit, Mr. Kapoor!" She muttered, looking at me in the mirror.
I, too, looked forward, the reflection in front of me bringing a big smile to my lips; I had my two favourite girls on either side, both dressed to kill. The perfect picture of a loving husband with his two wives!
Pooja Didi broke me out of my reverie, as she asked Jhanvi, "How did you get away from Kishore? Isn't he getting ready?"
"Kishore? Please! I will kill myself if I need to tell him yet again how he looks in his suit! He's changed in and out of five different suits already and still hasn't made up his mind. I swear he spends more time in front of the mirror than I do!" Jhanvi said in exasperation.
I chuckled, "Well, Kishore's a vain little prick! He always cared too much about how he looked."
"It's his big reveal! He wants to look impressive in front of everyone, it's the first time people will meet the new CEO of Kapoor Industries!" Pooja Didi stated matter-of-factly to me as Jhanvi rolled her eyes again.
"Good luck with that! He can dress up like royalty tonight, but it still won't change the fact that he has the personality of a rat!" Jhanvi scoffed, "I hate that I'm still married to that loser! AND I need to pretend to be his loving wife tonight!"
"It's only for a little while longer, Jaanu." Pooja Didi stepped over to her sister and held her hands reassuringly. "Just a few more weeks before Suraj exposes Kishore to everyone and brings him down. We will finally be rid of him!"
"Easy for you to say! Your husband isn't coming tonight so you can hang out with Suraj all evening!" Jhanvi pouted. "Meanwhile I am stuck with Kishore as my date!"
I looked over at my dear Jhanvi! She looked so cute when she pouted like that! I grinned and pinched her cheek playfully.
"Come here!" I said as I pulled Jhanvi in and kissed her, my lips capturing hers as she moaned softly in surprise. Pooja Didi was still holding Jhanvi's handsf, but didn't let go as she watched us kiss, a small smile on her face as she approved my gentle domination of her younger sister.
Our lips parted and Jhanvi blushed, as I grinned. "There! Does that make you feel any better now?" I asked her.
Jhanvi looked up at me with puppy-dog eyes, "I don't know... maybe you should kiss me one more time?" She requested cutely.
I was grinning as I obliged her. I leaned in and kissed her again, but we were interrupted by Pooja Didi, who raised a finger between our lips, interrupting "Ok, enough you two! Jhanvi needs to go back to Kishore. We don't want Kishore walking in on us, remember? We are already getting late."
"Fineeee." Jhanvi sighed as she pulled back from me, a small pout still on her lips. "But the two of you promise me you will rescue me if I start to die of boredom with Kishore. Pleeeaase?!"
Pooja Didi giggled. "Of course, silly! Now get back to Kishore and get him ready! It's almost time to go." She instructed her sister as she gave Jhanvi a hug. "And stop being such a drama queen!" Pooja Didi scolded as Jhanvi stuck her tongue out at her older sister and walked away.
Pooja Didi looked at me and shook her head, "Between you and her, I always have to be the mature one!" she declared, as she looped her hand through my arm again, as she looked up at me with a naughty smile. "Now, where were we before we were interrupted?" She asked seductively.
"I thought you didn't want us to get late!" I teased her as I ran my fingers down her bare midriff again.
"Oops! Did I say that?" Pooja Didi winked as she bit her lower lip and pressed her big boobs against me. "I lied! You look so handsome. I am feeling a little jealous about sharing you with anyone tonight!" She whispered as she stood on her toes and leaned in for a kiss.
***
The reunion was at our old school. Jhanvi, Pooja Didi, Tara, Kishore and I had all attended school here together. Jhanvi and I were in the same batch, while Pooja Didi and Tara were three years senior to us. Kishore was the eldest and was a year ahead of Pooja Didi.
Kishore and Jhanvi took their car separately, while I drove Tara and Pooja Didi together. Kishore definitely wanted to make an entrance as he had taken out the Mercedes convertible for the occasion, while I had opted for something simpler and just taken out one of our SUVs.
"I'm so excited!!" Tara squealed from the backseat as she leaned forward between Pooja Didi and me. "It will be fun to catch up! I wonder what everyone is up to!"
"Me too! So many classmates to gossip with!" Pooja Didi replied with a grin, "This is going to be so much fun!"
I glanced at the two of them chatting animatedly while I drove the car and couldn't help but smirk to myself.
"What? Why are smiling?" Tara asked me as she noticed me looking at her and Pooja Didi.
"Oh, it's nothing!" I replied, keeping my eyes on the road.
"Shut up and tell us!" Pooja Didi smacked my arm, "I know that look! There must be something funny on your mind!"
I smirked and then glanced back at Tara and then at Didi, "Fine! I just remembered the rivalry the two of you had back in school. And now you are chatting together like best friends!" I snickered.
Tara and Pooja Didi's feud back in school was legendary. Both were the toppers in school, and both were competitive to a fault. Tara and Pooja Didi butted heads constantly, competing over grades, sports and every school competition imaginable!
Tara was captain of the girls volleyball team, while Pooja Didi was the captain of the basketball team. Tara was class president, while Pooja Didi led the debate club. The teachers loved both of them, but for some reason they get along just as well as water and oil.
"Ohhhh." Tara covered her mouth as she burst into giggles, while Pooja Didi glared at me. "Oh god! I had forgotten about that," Tara exclaimed.
Pooja Didi rolled her eyes. "Hmph. I don't even know why everyone made such a big deal about us. I never really hated Tara," Pooja Didi defended herself, "She just annoyed me sometimes with her stubbornness back then!"
"Hey!!!" Tara playfully slapped Pooja Didi's shoulder as Didi grinned back at Tara mischievously, "You weren't all that innocent either!" Tara accused her back. "You had that I-Always-Know-What-Is-Best attitude!"
The girls giggled and joked as they recalled their antics back in school. I just shook my head as I listened to them. Luckily, the two of them had outgrown their competitiveness and had become friends over the years!
We soon arrived at the school and parked in the parking lot. "Wow! Look! The whole school is decorated!" Tara exclaimed as she pointed towards the auditorium entrance.
As we got out of the car, Pooja Didi moved to my side and hugged my arm possessively. Tara looked at Pooja Didi with a raised eyebrow, "Folks are going to think that the two of you are dating if you cling to him like that!" Tara teased Didi, who blushed slightly but didn't let go of me.
"Well, my husband isn't here tonight, and I would rather have folks assume I am dating Suraj than show up dateless at our reunion!" Pooja Didi retorted as Tara rolled her eyes but didn't comment.
Kishore and Jhanvi had already gone in and were probably mingling with the crowd by now. Heads turned to look at us as I escorted my two dates down the halls. I couldn't blame them though, Pooja Didi was dressed to kill but Tara hadn't done too badly herself. Tara was looking hot in a short blue cocktail dress that highlighted her long, sexy legs.
We eventually found Kishore and Jhanvi standing by a small group. Jhanvi looked like she was having the worst time of her life while my brother strutted around like a peacock among them.
"Yes, it was pretty clear that the business needs a firm hand going forward, so Dad decided that it was best I take over and lead the company into a new era," I heard Kishore bragging to a group of former classmates.
"Oh god. He's not done showing off yet!" Pooja Didi whispered in my ear as we approached the group.
"It must be tough though, leading a company? Being responsible for so many employees!" One of Kishore's listeners asked him, "Weren't you afraid when you took over?"
"Actually, it comes naturally to me. I was born to lead!" My brother boasted while glancing at me momentarily before continuing, "There were some who doubted me initially. But eventually I showed everyone that Dad made the right choice in selecting his heir!"
"Ugh... I want to give Kishore a piece of my mind." Pooja Didi grumbled with irritation. She was awfully protective of me. I gave her a small smile and rubbed her hands comfortingly.
"It's ok, Didi. I don't care about him," I whispered back to her and nudged her to walk away, "Just stick to our plan and let him dig his own grave."
We continued walking along, meeting some old friends. Tara was swarmed by her old friends who were quite frankly shocked at her transformation from nerdy bookworm to stunning beauty. Meanwhile, Pooja Didi was also pulled into some conversations with her old classmates.
I checked my watch for the time and realized that Karan and Disha should have been here by now! So, I picked up my phone and called him. It rang for a good two minutes before he finally picked up. "Where are you?" I asked.
Karan sounded out of breath on the other end, "Sorry bro! I...ahh... might not be able to make it! Something came up!"
I frowned, "Something came up? What could be more important than the reunion, dude?! Tara's been dying to see you!"
"Oh fuck baby... tell him you are too busy fucking your sister's brains out to attend the reunion!" I heard Disha's sultry voice in the background.
Despite my disappointment, I smiled as I realized what was happening, "So that's what's holding you up!" I laughed, "You dirty dog! You can fuck her later tonight! Get your ass down here!"
"Fuckkkkk... Karannnn... faster... fuck your sister harder!!!!" Disha screamed in the background as I heard Karan gasping and grunting.
"Fuck! Bro... she's insatiable! She won't let me stop fucking her!" Karan groaned as I heard Disha moaning loudly in the background. "You know what a slut she is for cock! She's not letting me go until she milks me dry..."
"You lucky bastard!!!" I cursed in amusement, "Alright fine. I guess I'll manage without you! But you have to drop by my place tomorrow. Pooja Didi and Jhanvi are dying to meet you!"
"Ohhh fuckkk... Karannnnn... yes... give me your cum... I want it so baddd!!!" Disha's voice came through clearly as Karan gasped loudly, "F-f-fuckk.. Sure bro... Tomorrow... Ahhhhh... I'll be there..." Karan stammered as I heard him moaning loudly.
"Talk to you tomorrow!" I said as I laughed and disconnected the call.
"Who was that?" Pooja Didi came up to me and asked me as I pocketed my phone.
I smiled at her, "My idiot best friend who decided to skip our reunion!" I replied. "But I did call him over tomorrow morning to meet you and Jhanvi."
"Ohhh, that'll be great!" Pooja Didi's face lit up with a smile, "We haven't met him in years. Not to mention that he's helping us so much with bringing down Kishore and Ravi!"
"Yeah, you don't know the half of it! He's more like a brother to me than Kishore ever was!" I replied, "I can't think of any way to thank him enough!"
"I still can't believe he's doing all you ask him without even knowing what this is all about!" Pooja Didi reflected, "I mean, you haven't even told him about Kishore's affair or Ravi's coup." She said as she looked up at me curiously.
I hadn't told her about my conversation from this morning and just nodded along, "That's Karan for you! He's loyal to the bone! We owe him a lot!" I replied as Pooja Didi grabbed herself a drink from the table as she leaned closer to me,
"You are lucky to have a friend like him, Chotu. You need to make sure you reward him properly for all he is doing for us," Pooja Didi advised as I nodded.
"Oh, trust me Didi. I intend to!"
***
The rest of the evening was quite fun. We found a quiet corner table and the three of us got round a few rounds of shots. Both girls seemed to be getting a little bit too tipsy and as a result, were being a little overly affectionate with me. Their hands wandered a bit more than was proper in public, especially considering that one was married and the other was my sister!
Tara leaned over and whispered in my ear as her hand stroked my right thigh underneath the table, "You know Chotu, you look really handsome in that suit!"
"Mmmm hmm...He does, doesn't he!" Pooja Didi purred from my other side, her hand stroking my left thigh, her hand perilously close to Tara's! I was sweating bullets at this point, not just because someone else would walk by and see us, but also worried if they would both realize what the other was doing!
While I was fucking both of them, neither knew about the other and both were quite possessive of me. Not to mention, both of them could be quite scary when pissed off. Having so many girls at once was proving to be more complicated than I'd expected!
I grabbed their wrists underneath the table before they went too far. "Girls. I think you both are a little drunk. Maybe we should go and get some fresh air, explore the school like old times!" I told them.
This pepped up both the girls right away! They were excited about exploring our old hallways again and both got up immediately. "Fine. Lead the way!"
I put my hands around their waists, and we were about to exit the hall when we bumped into Principal Sharma! He had been the principal of the school since we were kids. I hadn't seen him in years, but he looked exactly the same: a kind, middle-aged man with greying hair.
He recognized Tara and Pooja Didi immediately, "Tara, Pooja! My goodness! My two best students! How have you been, girls?"
The two girls blushed deeply, trying to hide their tipsiness as they greeted Principal Sharma. I remembered that the two of them had been quite close with him and respected him very much.
"Sharma, sir! You still remember us?" Tara gushed as she and Pooja Didi nodded respectfully at the old man.
"Of course! You both used to be my favourite students!" He replied as Tara and Pooja Didi exchanged blushes with each other.
"And I must say, both have grown up to be so beautiful! And Suraj! My boy! My, you look so different!" Principal Sharma marvelled, with his eyes wide, as he finally recognized me, "You used to be such a lanky little kid back in school! And look at you now! All big and strong!" He patted me on the shoulder.
"I grew up ok, I guess!" I laughed as Principal Sharma guffawed with me.
He then turned back to Tara and Pooja Didi, "So, are the two of you leaving so soon!"
"Well, actually, we were kind of hoping to sneak out and explore the rest of the school! Take a trip down memory lane!" Pooja Didi answered with a smile.
"Oh! I'm sorry girls, but we've limited access to most parts of the school. We can't allow so many people to just wander around the premises after hours," Principal Sharma apologized, "No exceptions!"
The girls, however, were in no mood to hear this. They glanced at each other, smiled, and then slipped off my arms and flanked Principal Sharma. Tara wrapped her left arm around Principal Sharma's waist while Pooja Didi slipped her right arm around his left arm, hugging him tightly. Both of them rested their big tits on his shoulders, as they batted their eyelashes at the poor, stunned man.
"Please Sir? You can trust us!" Tara batted her eyelids at him, "We just want to take a little tour! We won't cause any trouble! I promise!" Tara pleaded sweetly as Pooja Didi leaned into Principal Sharma from the other side.
"Pleeeaaaaseee, Sirrr!" Pooja Didi gave him her best puppy-dog eyes, "As you said, we were your favourite students! You can trust us! Can't you make an exception just this one time?" She begged him.
Principal Sharma's jaw dropped as both gorgeous women clung to his sides. I thought he was about to faint! But he eventually swallowed hard, and cleared his throat, "Uhhh... Wellll... Ok... I guess, I can make an exception this one time! But you need to return within an hour!" Principal Sharma relented, as both girls squealed in excitement and thanked him profusely!
"Oh Thank you sooo much, sir! We'll be back soon! I promise!" Tara said and we quickly hurried out of the hall before he could change his mind.
"You girls are terrible!" I said to them, as we exited the hall into the hallway outside. Tara giggled as Pooja Didi playfully punched me in the shoulder.