03-02-2021, 01:32 AM
Anita approached us with an even friendlier smile and gently placed her hand on Anil’s shoulder and leaned closer to his face and asked him very courteously, ‘What can I do for you sir? You seem a bit tired; would you like to try one of our finest wine selections?’ She wore the blanket quite casually on her and it was not covering most of her chest. Her perky medium sized, but extremely well shaped bosoms inside her blouse were on display as she bent forward to enquire.
Anil: Oh sure, honey. Bring me a red please. My friend here is tired too, so I am sure she will appreciate the red wine too, so get an additional glass.
‘Sure sir, in a minute’. Before I could protest, Anita disappeared and re-appeared with a bottle of wine and 2 glasses and started pouring.
The two seats that we were seated was the middle row and there was an aisle on each side. She handed the filled in glass to Anil and he took it with a smile. She walked around the other aisle and stood beside me and still with the same smile, started pouring a glass for me.
Me: (I sat forward). No. Anita, I am fine. I don’t need a wine or anything.
Anil: (Casually placing his hand on my thigh) its ok Kalpana. Here, all you will get are the finest. This wine costs at least a few thousand rupees outside, I am sure. so, one should enjoy and try the finer tastes of life when one gets an opportunity. (and with that his hand now tapped my thigh, and he smiled).
Me: but, I am not into all this. No, I am sorry.
Anita was not listening and she poured a generous portion. As I was looking at Anita, I was not aware of my left boob, partly exposed from the side and Anil was enjoying the sight of it. The pallu was not offering the greatest of protections, but at least it was not totally, transparent.
While I was still protesting, seeing what Anil was gazing at, suddenly Anita said.
Anita: Hold on the glass one moment Kalpana, will you? ( I took it from her, confused a bit).
She took the blanket off her and wrapped it over my shoulders.
Anita: I think I am Ok dear, but I think you’re offering him a free show of your secrets. So here you go.
Suddenly realising what she meant I cringed in shame for the nth time that evening.
Me: (with an embarrassed face.) Thanks Anita.
Anil: I couldn’t turn down what came in view Kalpana. Let me adjust the blanket from here.
As she adjusted the blanket on my right side, Anil’s hand form my thigh crept up and he adjusted it from the left side, and while he did that, his fingers caressed the base of my bare boobs. I sighed, and nearly about the same time Anita’s fingers brushed and poked my other boob. I shivered and jerked a bit. They both quickly removed their hands off me, but it was an unbelievable sensation – my boobs being touched by two strangers at the same time, in the pretext of adjusting a blanket.
I nevertheless, thanked them both. My mind still lingering with the thoughts of those fingers brushing the underside of my breasts. When I leaned back, I was indeed feeling better with the blanket on.
Anil: Oh sure, honey. Bring me a red please. My friend here is tired too, so I am sure she will appreciate the red wine too, so get an additional glass.
‘Sure sir, in a minute’. Before I could protest, Anita disappeared and re-appeared with a bottle of wine and 2 glasses and started pouring.
The two seats that we were seated was the middle row and there was an aisle on each side. She handed the filled in glass to Anil and he took it with a smile. She walked around the other aisle and stood beside me and still with the same smile, started pouring a glass for me.
Me: (I sat forward). No. Anita, I am fine. I don’t need a wine or anything.
Anil: (Casually placing his hand on my thigh) its ok Kalpana. Here, all you will get are the finest. This wine costs at least a few thousand rupees outside, I am sure. so, one should enjoy and try the finer tastes of life when one gets an opportunity. (and with that his hand now tapped my thigh, and he smiled).
Me: but, I am not into all this. No, I am sorry.
Anita was not listening and she poured a generous portion. As I was looking at Anita, I was not aware of my left boob, partly exposed from the side and Anil was enjoying the sight of it. The pallu was not offering the greatest of protections, but at least it was not totally, transparent.
While I was still protesting, seeing what Anil was gazing at, suddenly Anita said.
Anita: Hold on the glass one moment Kalpana, will you? ( I took it from her, confused a bit).
She took the blanket off her and wrapped it over my shoulders.
Anita: I think I am Ok dear, but I think you’re offering him a free show of your secrets. So here you go.
Suddenly realising what she meant I cringed in shame for the nth time that evening.
Me: (with an embarrassed face.) Thanks Anita.
Anil: I couldn’t turn down what came in view Kalpana. Let me adjust the blanket from here.
As she adjusted the blanket on my right side, Anil’s hand form my thigh crept up and he adjusted it from the left side, and while he did that, his fingers caressed the base of my bare boobs. I sighed, and nearly about the same time Anita’s fingers brushed and poked my other boob. I shivered and jerked a bit. They both quickly removed their hands off me, but it was an unbelievable sensation – my boobs being touched by two strangers at the same time, in the pretext of adjusting a blanket.
I nevertheless, thanked them both. My mind still lingering with the thoughts of those fingers brushing the underside of my breasts. When I leaned back, I was indeed feeling better with the blanket on.
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