Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

I am Amit, living in an amazing society in the city . I am tall, handsome and very very sarcastic, 6 feet 5, fit body and have a serious look on my face most of the time.


I have been living here since 1999, completed all my education here and went to another city in southern India for work. I worked for 4 years and saved a little money. I got back to the city  for higher education which I am still taking in 2 fields from distance mode.


I was not very fit in my student days. I started working out and lost around 30 kg in 2 years. Since then, I have liked the idea of limited and healthy-eating and working-out in the gym or playing any sport.


When I came back, I started going back to my old gym which is fairly costly and has rich people as its members. My reason for joining was going back to my old trainer.


I was regularly going to the gym early in the morning, working out sincerely and studying for almost 10 hours a day to complete my courses with maximum efficiency in marks and knowledge. During my job days, I put on a good amount of weight and I was fighting to reduce it.


One day, a lady became the member of the gym. She was around 5 feet 6 inches,  beautiful. she was trying to become an attractive lady. She was 29 years old and pretty fit. She just wanted to work out to stay in shape. I looked at her once and I didn’t care because it was a distraction to me.





Everyday we both were the first people to enter the gym at around 5:30 am. She would come in a white Toyota Innova, which meant she come from a rich family.


She would wear nice clothes, had a really cool green colored water bottle and carried 2 towels and a big bottle of sanitizer with her – one towel for her and another to wipe down the equipment that she will use with sanitizer. It was a neat habit but feels crigny if you are working out in a commercial gym.


Now, one day in August, my trainer was making us do some crossfit excercises in the same room. Eventually, we started talking. I got to know that her name was Geetha (name changed obviously) and she was a wife of some industrialist. Now, I knew from where the money came from.





We became friends, not best, and we started waving, “hi” and “bye” at each other everyday. We did some light talking and a little bit humor. It never went to a stage of exchanging numbers and asking further personal information. I was also like, “Okay, this much talking doesn’t cause any harm to my daily routine”.


Two months passed and we were like formal friends.


Now, her habit was to come to the gym with light makeup, that eyeliner thing, a little lipstick, matching shoes and workout outfit. But from a few days, I noticed she was not coming to the gym in her usual fashionable way and she would just do some excercise and leave early than usual.


I chose to ignore for a few days, maybe she had some skin problem or was out of makeup or whatever (none of my business). But eventually I asked, “What? Out of makeup? You should go and buy some, a new shop has opened nearby.”


She just shrugged and gave a feeble smile and left. I felt embarrassed , I said to myself, “Shit dude, these things are not to be said, are you mad or what?”.





I decided to apologize to her.


After she left, I ran to her in parking and called her. She unlocked her car and stood there.


“I am really sorry if my words hurt you. Tell me if I can do anything to make this right”, I said.


“No, no, it’s me. I am not in good mood for a few days”, she said tossing her bag in the car through the driver window.


“You can tell me, if something is bothering you”, I said to her looking at her.


“Sure, I will think about it”, she said, getting in to the driver seat.


I wiped my hands with my towel and said, “Alright, I got to go back inside.Will see you tomorrow. Bye ,take care.”


She opened the glove box of her car and took out a black card, handed to me and said, “Sure. This is my card, call me after 7 pm, we will continue.”


I took the card, went back inside and put the card in my bag.





In the evening I texted her on whatsapp and said hi. She replied after a while and we started talking.


I asked her about the morning thing. She told me that her husband had started drinking too much and he would abuse her and would not come home for days. I felt pity on her. But, what could I say? I have never experienced this thing before in my life.


Further, she told me that she had sent her kid to boarding college to keep him away from the house situation.


We became good friends and were talking from 9 to 11 every night. It was not like we ere lovebirds or something.


Every time we talked, I used to say, if there was something I can do to make her life easy, she can tell me. Well , she asked me to come with her to a short shopping spree. I went with her and spent 2 hours at the local supermarket.