Fall in love with memorable meeting - 2

I was so excited to meet him.

“Hi, Mihir!!” I smiled.

“Hiiii Mala!! How are you? Where have you been all this while?” His eyes sparkled.

I laughed.

“I am good, Mihir. How are you? And how come you are here?” I asked.

“How am I? I am so happy to see you after such a long time. You just vanished after college, didn’t even bothered to contact your friends ever.”

“Yes, actually I just got married after college and then busy with the family life.” I told him in low voice.

“What???? You got married so sooon..!!!”

I looked away. How could I tell him that my parents forced me into the marriage as they felt they have got the right match for me? I cried, requested at home that I wanted to study further but no one supported me. Even my brother never talked to my parents about this. And being an obedient child I could not do anything. After all, your parent’s respect in the society was used to be linked with whether you are doing a love marriage or an arranged marriage. Even my mother suddenly becomes so ill that she was living only to see me get married. And then she danced her heart out in my marriage.

“Yes, I was. What about you?” I replied in a low tone.

“I have recently got engaged. Cleared this exam and have come for the interview here, what about you?” said Mihir. He changed the topic.

“Okay, congrats. I have also come for the interview.”

“Ok, nice. You cleared this exam. How many times have you attempted?”

“It was my first time.”

“Oh, really!! It was mine second attempt. It’s a very tough exam. You really worked hard as you were always during your college days too.” He raised his hand for high five. I responded and smiled.

The interviews started late. It started drizzling from 12 pm onward. We had some cups of tea and light snacks available at the tea shop. We talked about our college days. It felt so good talking to him after such a long time. We used to be very good friends at the college.

His turn came at 4 pm. But he waited for me to get free so we can go to the bus stop together. I asked him to leave but he stayed.

“It’s okay Mala. We are meeting after long time. In this way, I can get some more time with you.”

 By the time my turn came, it was already 6:30 pm. The whole city was flooded with rain water running down the lanes of Jaipur. Mihir tried to find an auto or cab but without any success. We put our documents in poly bags we got from the interview center and started walking to my hotel to get my luggage. By the time we reached the hotel, our clothes were drenching with water.

I looked at Mihir. His shirt was sticking to his body showing his 6 pack muscles. He was not wearing anything under his shirt, which was clearly visible in his crisp white shirt.

“It’s raining so heavily and you are totally wet. Why don’t you come with me to my room and dry up. And we will leave later.” I asked Mihir.

He agreed. We went to my room after completing formalities at the reception. My wet saree and blouse became more revealing after getting wet. My long wet hairs were sticking to my blouse. I realised Mihir looked at my breasts twice but was trying to avoid when I saw him.

He went to the washroom and took a towel for himself. As I was about to enter to took towel, he quickly moved out. I was at the door so his shoulders brushed my breasts. A current ran throughout my body. I went inside and closed the door. After drying up my hair and body, a bit, I opened the door.

Mihir was standing in front of the door shirtless, with his back towards me. He was checking out his mobile. I kept looking at him. He was looking like a sex god. His whole body was mesmerizing. Something happened to me. I moved out and put my hand on his bared shoulder blade. He turned back quickly and looked at me. I was still in my saree. We kept looking into each other’s eyes. Suddenly, my phone rang.

“Hi, Dinesh”. I answered the phone. Mihir looked away.

“No Dinesh, I will come home tomorrow morning. It’s raining too heavily here so I am staying here tonight. Bye”

Mihir turned and looked at me. I disconnected.

“Hey would you like a cup of creamy, hot and sweet coffee?”

I went closer to Mihir, put my hands on his shoulders and looked into his eyes. The proximity between us increased my heart beat. He put his hands on my bared waist.

“Yes, I would love to.” He replied. I closed my eyes.

He put his lips on mine and kissed me passionately. I responded back and pull his head closer to me as if I just wanted to swallow him up. He took his hands around my waist and pulled me closer. I could feel his boner. I kissed him harder. I was longing for that kiss since long. My husband had never kissed me for the past 4 years.

He grabbed my left hip with his right hand and squeezed it. And with his left hand he pulled my hair back. My lower body moved towards him and I threw my head back with a jerk. My lips parted.

“Aaahhhh…!!”

He moved his tongue from the tip of my chin towards south and between my breasts. And up again towards the left side of my neck and then slowly moving to the right. His tongue moved to my ear and rolled.

“ohhhhhh”

His hand moved to my left shoulder and pulled down the pallu of my saree. His lips again started moving down to my breasts but stopped again. He turned me around suddenly, I looked behind. He threw my wet hair on my face and I closed my eyes.

“Oh Mihir..!!”

He started kissing my bared back madly with big wet kisses, with his hands on my waist.

“Oh Mihir, you are awesome.”

He goes down kissing my back bone, and start coming up again, whiles his hands moved up slowly, increasing tension below. I could not stand it. I tried to turn back but he didn’t let me. The slow movement of his hands on my wet body was enough for me to want him. But he wanted to tease me more.

He brought his hands forward, from under my arms and held my breasts. I put my hands on his hands, not wanting him to leave. Our wet bodies sticked together as he held my breasts tight. I looked at him from over my right shoulder, he was looking at me. I kissed him while he unhooked my blouse and pulled my bra upwards. He cupped my breasts and started squeezing them. I took my right hand back over his boner and squeezed it. He moved and turned me again. I started unbuttoning his shirt and took it off. His almost hairless chest with six pack abs was so tempting.

I moved my lips towards his chest and bit his left nipple. Then, he unhooked my bra and threw it away.

“Ohhhhh.. You want to be a biting cat, uhh!!” I looked at him and smiled as he continued, “Bite me as hard as you can”

I laughed and bit his right nipple harder.

“Urghhhh…Mala…Harder…”

I bit him harder on the left nipple again.

“Aaaahhhh… Mala..!!”

He suddenly picked me up in my arms and threw me on the bed. I felt spineless in his arms.