Born and upbrought in a middle-class Punjabi family in Mathura, ambitious Menka (Bhatia) had been struggling in film industry at Mumbai since early 2000. Now in her early mid-thirties, Menka has been “temple-married” to her Bengali “music-partner” at a time…and she has mothered 2 children with him…

She’s attractive pretty oval-faced having large eyes with both pranks and temptation written in them; tall, wheatish or dusky, and endowed with a voluptuous body which men dream of savouring. Menka was struggling for her singing career in the filmdom and was as usual badly exploited in the hands of the C-graded or B-graded film Producers or film-men etc in the initial years of her struggle for career.

Eventually some time in mid-2004, single Menka, then in her early mid-twenties, came across an exceptionally talented music composer, whose nick-name was Babu, who was then in his mid-thirties and a bachelor, residing in Versova locality. First time as a singer she was highly impressed and optimized by Babu’s unique compositions, after those of R.D.Barman. She found her hope in him.

And she contemplated to making most of him for her career. Babu was then scoring music for a big film which starred top stars of the industry. With a view to picking up or learning compositions of Babu, Menka started coming over to his flat at Seven Bungalow almost regularly in the late-afternoon, along with one Ajay Bhatia, a co-coordinator [and a masseur by basic profession], whom Menka introduced as her cousin.

However, soon Menka came closer to Babu, both as singer and a friend at personal level. Babu’s wife or family used to reside at their native place in Assam. In Mumbai Babu was then living in his rented flat, all alone.

Well, the friendship between Menka and Babu deepened day by day, musically depending on each other. Menka would come to Babu’s place, often at early evening, usually wearing salwar-kameez. Oneday Babu gifted her beautiful south-Indian saree.

Intelligent Menka made out that Babu preferred saree to salwar-kameez. And thenceforth she wore Saree whenever came to him next. Anyway, Babu was looking for a chance to naughtily approach Menka, but he was not getting a right scope to do so.

The predicament was the presence of Ajay. He would always accompany Menka. Finally one day Babu approached Menka, telephonically, and requested her not to wear brassier underneath her blouse when she would come next.

Menka burst into a giggle, not promising anything. Next night Menka came up but this time not accompanied by her man Friday Ajay. And first time Menka indulged her composer friend Babu in his spontaneous pranks to savour her very firm and round pair of 36A breasts for hours together or until the breast-molestation granted her a couple of shuddering orgasms, one after another, and spent her out. But at the same time Menka did not let him experience intercourse with her on some pretext of her not being on the pill etc.

In fact, Menka made him stay satiated with her succulent lips and boobs only. Usually, now onwards, Ajay would be relaxing in Babu’s hall, making phone-calls to his clients etc, while Menka and Babu, after their music-tryst, reveled a good time in the bedroom. Eventually, one day she, while enjoying breast-crazy Babu’s athirst mouth on her elated breasts, asked him to speak his mind in terms of his yet unspoken erotic reveries.

He obviously wanted to fill her womb with his hot lava and he also asked Menka to suck him to ejaculation in her mouth. But she refused it, saying that she had never sucked penis before, and it never interested her. But then she smiled, and further asked what would be his reaction if he ever found or watched her with another man on bed! Babu said out he would not mind if it’s a part of tacit threesomes.

She laughed, and that evening (September 2004) Menka pulled Babu into tasting her nectarine youth, fully to his heart’s content. Babu pumped himself into beautiful Menka, taking her thrust by thrust, to the seventh heaven. He filled her hungry womb twice, and without using condoms. Then next couple of weeks Menka stayed absent.

Eventually, worried Babu rang her up, and she told that her parents now contemplated to getting her married off to an industrialist boy of their choice so henceforth he should not ring up her home or on her cell. Menka thus walked out on Babu’s life, as though overnight! Babu was quite upset at Menka’s estrangement.

Then passed a couple of months, all but a year, as if in a twinkle! Meanwhile some strange remour now reached Babu that Menka was anything but married off rather she’s now trying for a new career in the realm of music direction although, of course She could not yet get through in her venture in terms of obtaining any compositional assignment. Information came to Babu, and it was that Menka adopted a daughter-infant, etc.

Then another few months passed. Meanwhile Babu had shifted over to a new place at Lokhandwala. And then one day came a twinkle to Babu from Menka, all on a sudden. It was in early August 2005. They talked out. Menka frantically wanted to reconcile with Babu and this time as his equal partner in profession.

Babu agreed, and thus they made a duo. Menka resumed her regular visits to Babu’s new 2 BHK flat. And as usual again Ajay was with Menka Bhatia. Ajay became the secretary to the duo-composers.

Well, contextually, during reconciliation this time, Menka casually put forth a request, if not exactly a condition, to Babu that he should no more turn naughty with her unless they tasted the bliss of success Otherwise it might hamper their works or creative hours, also said she about her adoption of an infant babe from her senior sister only a few months ago.

Ajay however went on to arrange duo’s music-sittings, one after another, with different producers and directors at their music-room Babu’s flat. But this did not work out as the duo had expected, resulting it frustrated the duo, especially ambitious Menka.

Finally Ajay came out with his strange suggestion: According to him such producer director guests needed and appreciate some sorts of entertainment subsequent to music-sittings.

And they would never be able to impress, or induce the concerned producer / director into their hands, until he’s entertained with hard-drinks as well as company of a pretty voluptuously full-bodied young woman etc. Babu was hesitant to agree with Ajay, while Menka’s face flashed with hope. And she said out to her partner Babu: “we must get things done in anyway, by any means, and at any cost”. A few days later Ajay told them he would soon bring down a new wealthy middle-aged businessman Mr. Setthy who’s in mood to soon get into film production. But to begin with, he wanted to produce a music-album with the duo provided their music impressed him. Menka turned quite excited about this proposal or project.

Green-signalling Ajay to go ahead with arranging a date with Mr. Setthy at their music-room as early as possible, Menka suggested Babu: If Setthy is really a rich man, then why don’t we try to persuade him into straightway producing a film, instead of a music-album, with our music in it ?” “Not a bad idea”, Babu opined, “but how?” Menka smiled and said out with confidence: “Leave it to me. Just be with me with a broad mind and confidence in me, but how we manipulate him or we talk out with Setthy must be a secret, even from Ajay”.

Babu nodded head in affirmation. Well, it was a Sunday evening (of September 2005). Menka reached Babu’s place at about seven. She was in deep blue south-Indian silk saree with same-hued fashionable blouse with deep U-cut down the front. She looked simply ravishing and provocatively sexy in her traditional Indian outfits.

Much of her shapely elated bosom was on the view or peeping out from her tight (and brief) blouse. Babu tried to play a bit naughty with Menka by pulling her closer and tried to plant a kiss on her succulent lips. But she gently pushed him away, saying: “dear, this’d not the proper time and situation for all this”

A few minutes later came a phone from Ajay, and Menka talked. Putting the receiver down Menka, who looked now little tensed, told Babu: Setthy is now on the way. Ajay is with him. Now the problem is that Ajay had assured Setthy that he would get him a girl this evening. But the model-girl who was in Ajay’s circle has turned down Ajay at the eleventh hour. In fact, Ajay rang up when Setthy stopped his car at a medical shop to buy condoms. Now you suggest what we should do. Setthy must not slip away”.

Babu said: Well, you should not have egged on Ajay to arrange such girl for Setthy. After all, she is an outsider and, above all, a model-girl who may subsequently meet Setthy at his place straightway. And that shall be harmful to us in terms of our interest or motive. So to maintain secrecy about our discussion or way of manipulation etc with Setthy we must not allow the presence of any such girl or else one here. Menka nodded her head in agreement.
However, at about 8.30 pm, Setthy came down, accompanied by Ajay. After some initial introductory talks the music-sitting began. Menka went on to render their composed (actually composed by Babu) songs, one after another, with her eyes glued to her song-diary. Setthy was sitting just opposite Menka, while Babu was on her right side, playing the keyboard. And Ajay was busy in the kitchen. The guest was served soft-drinks etc to begin with. music-sitting was going on in full swing, in the hall.

From Setthy’s face it was obvious he was all ears to Menka’s melodious singing; especially her gestures fascinated him a lot. It seemed he was not listening to her songs but seeing her songs! His eyes were fixed on Menka, blinking fascination and wonder. Then suddenly Menka’s pallu slid aside; it slid off her heaving bosom, exposing her deep and alluring cleavage. And middle-aged Setthy’s eyes now flashed with lust.

Menka stayed least bothered about her fallen pallu, thus letting Setthy savour her now more than half-exposed bosom with his eyes. The white brassiere underneath her blouse was clearly visible through the thin fabrics or blouse-material. Menka, on the other hand, continued singing without paying a heed to Setthy’s ogling at her upthrusting bosom. Babu felt strange, and in no time he found he began now liking Setthy’s lust for beautiful and full-bodied Menka.

Babu felt a voyeur in him now getting alive.