27-04-2019, 05:08 PM
Next day I thought of something and messaged - No car.. R u comfortable with bike. I got a reply - Ok. What time and where?
I messaged back - 10:30 sharp at office parking. Show starts at 11.00.
I then went to office as usual and took a bike from one of my colleagues, assuring him to return it back before our office hours ended.
It was a black 220 cc Pulsar. Sitting on the bike, I then waited for her in the parking which was at the basement of the building. Since the offices started at 9.30, there was almost no one in the parking. I was at the main parking gate looking at the roadside expecting her to come. Then I got a gentle tap on my shoulder and as I turned around, there was Rashmi looking at my face smilingly. She said - "What were you looking at the roadside? Waiting for someone??"
She was looking gorgeous. with kajal in her eyes and lips shaped to perfection by her lipstick which seemed as if full of flood. And a lock of hair falling on her cheeks. There was a tiny speck of sindoor on her forehead.
She had covered her head with a golden and black dupatta which again covered her bosoms which might have been tightened by the tight kurta type tops and tight churidaar.
I was really mesmerized by how beautiful she looked. Getting support from my shoulders, she then sat on my bike in the traditional style with both her legs on one side. But i continued to look at her turning my face back. She asked --""Whaaat"""
Looking straight in her eyes as if mesmerized, I said - "You are looking sooooooo beautiful. I think I would rather watch you than watching the movie". She then giggled and slapped my shoulders and said - "You can always watch me anytime you like mr. romeo, but lets move now or else we would be late for the movie." But I continued to look at her. So she took my head in her hands and turned it to the front and said -"Now lets go." I then gave a sigh as if i was deprived of something good.
Then pressed the self start to start the engine. I then changed the gear and revved the engine. Then suddenly released the clutch and held it back. The vehicle gave a quick jerk causing Rashmi to collide on me. Or rather it were her firm boobs which clasped on my back with her hands suddenly clenching me. She let out an "Ouch". I started to laugh. She started hitting on my shoulders. I said -"ok. OK." And then put the bike in motion. She had covered her head and face with the dupatta. I was driving slowly through the traffic. I asked - "What if your husband sees you like this." She said -"So what. Nothing. I am not doing anything wrong. I am just going for a movie." I said - "If I had such a beautiful wife like you and seen in a bike with anyone else, I would have cut that man into pieces." She laughed and said -"What if my husband did the same?" I then said -"I would just love dying for you." She said -"You are a complete Romeo." We then reached the mall which housed the theatre. I stopped my bike hoping her to get off. But taking cover from her dupatta, she carefully scanned the atmosphere around for people who might recognize her. After she was convinced, no one was there, she got off the bike while I headed to park my bike. After parking, I came back to see her standing near the counter with the tickets in her hand. She signaled to move up the stairs. I did the same and she followed. I said jokingly. - "It seems that your husband has set spies on you."
I messaged back - 10:30 sharp at office parking. Show starts at 11.00.
I then went to office as usual and took a bike from one of my colleagues, assuring him to return it back before our office hours ended.
It was a black 220 cc Pulsar. Sitting on the bike, I then waited for her in the parking which was at the basement of the building. Since the offices started at 9.30, there was almost no one in the parking. I was at the main parking gate looking at the roadside expecting her to come. Then I got a gentle tap on my shoulder and as I turned around, there was Rashmi looking at my face smilingly. She said - "What were you looking at the roadside? Waiting for someone??"
She was looking gorgeous. with kajal in her eyes and lips shaped to perfection by her lipstick which seemed as if full of flood. And a lock of hair falling on her cheeks. There was a tiny speck of sindoor on her forehead.
She had covered her head with a golden and black dupatta which again covered her bosoms which might have been tightened by the tight kurta type tops and tight churidaar.
I was really mesmerized by how beautiful she looked. Getting support from my shoulders, she then sat on my bike in the traditional style with both her legs on one side. But i continued to look at her turning my face back. She asked --""Whaaat"""
Looking straight in her eyes as if mesmerized, I said - "You are looking sooooooo beautiful. I think I would rather watch you than watching the movie". She then giggled and slapped my shoulders and said - "You can always watch me anytime you like mr. romeo, but lets move now or else we would be late for the movie." But I continued to look at her. So she took my head in her hands and turned it to the front and said -"Now lets go." I then gave a sigh as if i was deprived of something good.
Then pressed the self start to start the engine. I then changed the gear and revved the engine. Then suddenly released the clutch and held it back. The vehicle gave a quick jerk causing Rashmi to collide on me. Or rather it were her firm boobs which clasped on my back with her hands suddenly clenching me. She let out an "Ouch". I started to laugh. She started hitting on my shoulders. I said -"ok. OK." And then put the bike in motion. She had covered her head and face with the dupatta. I was driving slowly through the traffic. I asked - "What if your husband sees you like this." She said -"So what. Nothing. I am not doing anything wrong. I am just going for a movie." I said - "If I had such a beautiful wife like you and seen in a bike with anyone else, I would have cut that man into pieces." She laughed and said -"What if my husband did the same?" I then said -"I would just love dying for you." She said -"You are a complete Romeo." We then reached the mall which housed the theatre. I stopped my bike hoping her to get off. But taking cover from her dupatta, she carefully scanned the atmosphere around for people who might recognize her. After she was convinced, no one was there, she got off the bike while I headed to park my bike. After parking, I came back to see her standing near the counter with the tickets in her hand. She signaled to move up the stairs. I did the same and she followed. I said jokingly. - "It seems that your husband has set spies on you."
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