20-12-2018, 03:15 PM
(This post was last modified: 20-01-2019, 09:27 PM by Ramesh_Rocky.)
"Only for a couple of days. I am sleeping there again now." Bela said and bit her tongue. What on earth had made her say that, she wondered.
"Oh, is it? My mistake, then. I came up for a few days and the room was locked and dark, so I thought you got scared. But it turns out you have been waiting for me every night?" Chandan said laughing.
"Don't be insane. I am not waiting for anything or anyone. And now I have to go." Bela said.
"So should I come over tonight?" Chandan asked.
"No! No no!" Bela said, "I beg you, please stop bothering me."
"Bela memsaab!" Chandan said, feigning surprise, "I am hurt! You think I am bothering you? I never had a knife to your throat or a gun to your head, did I? You were a willing participant. And you just said you enjoyed playing with my dick."
"I never said that!" Bela protested.
"Ah, again, you deny saying it, but you don't deny it being true." Chandan said with aplomb.
Bela sighed and slapped her forehead with her palm. This man was impossible! Why won't he stop with these word games and mind games, she wondered.
"Listen, Chandan. I am going. I am sorry if I did something to lead you on. But this must stop now. I am a decent girl from a good family. Please stop this." Bela said.
Chandan said nothing. Just stared at her intently.
"I am going now." Bela said and started walking towards the door.
"WAIT!" Chandan said in a voice so commanding that Bela found herself stopping even against her wishes. He continued,
"You think I am bothering you. You are the one who has been teasing me. I am just a simple unmarried servant. I have never done or said anything inappropriate to you for all these years. It was you who first teased me by getting half-naked with the window open even when you saw me standing there."
"I did not.." Bela started to protest but Chandan raised his palm and she stopped.
"Even after that, you're the one who spied on me. And after that too, you willingly...." Chandan said and stopped. He continued in a very sad voice "Do you feel happy about teasing a poor old servant like this? Is that what you are doing?"
"No, Chandan, come on, please." Bela said, suddenly feeling sorry for Chandan and looking at things his way.
"I had a pretty wife too, you know. She died from tuberculosis." Chandan said, now tears streaming down his eyes, much to Bela's horror. "But I never remarried, because I could not forget her. I have not been with a woman in 20 years. You think that's easy?"
Bela stayed silent, unsure of what to say. She had never seen a grown man cry in front of her. And she was too naive to realize that all this had probably been a big performance from Chandan. She did not understand that he was manipulating her. Making her feel guilty and sorry for him.
"You want to go?" Chandan said, wiping his tears, "Then go. That's what women like you do. I always thought you were a nice person. Never realized what an evil shrew you are."
"I am....I am sorry Chandan." Bela said. "I am not a bad person. Please. I did not mean for any of this to happen."
"Yeah, sure you didn't" Chandan said scornfully.
"I am serious. Let me make it up to you. I have.... I have some money saved over. About 500 rupees. I'll give it to you. Buy something for yourself." Bela said, unsure of what else to say.
"What?" Chandan looked at her with more hurt in her eyes, "Once more you have shown me what my true worth is. You think money can solve everything? You think I am some sort of a slave for sale?"
"No!" Bela said, horrified that her gesture had been misconstrued, "I just wanted to make it up to you. Please..." and she trailed off unsure of what to say.
Chandan stayed silent and so did she. The silence continued for a few minutes, and Bela started wondering if she should leave. Just as she was about to turn and go, Chandan said,
"If you really want to make it up to me, there is a way..."
"Yes, how?" Bela asked.
"well, I have never been with a woman in the last 20 years and I was thinking..." Chandan said.
"What!! Chandan!! How dare you??" Bela yelled, without worrying that uncle and aunty might have heard it. They hadn't.
"No, no, you misunderstand. I am not asking to sleep with you!" Chandan said, getting up and shaking his palms in front of him.
"Ok." Bela said, mollified.
"Come on, memsaab. I am not stupid. You are a virgin, who should stay a virgin until her wedding night, as our traditions dictate. And even if you were not to stay virgin, I know I am just a measly servant. So please, that's not what I meant." he said.
"Ok, then what?" Bela asked.
"Well.... like I was saying, I have never been with a woman in 20 years. Never even seen a woman naked in that long, forget someone as beautiful as you. My request to you was...." Chandan said and paused, "...could you...some time...not now, any time..... just let me see you topless for a few seconds?"
"Oh, is it? My mistake, then. I came up for a few days and the room was locked and dark, so I thought you got scared. But it turns out you have been waiting for me every night?" Chandan said laughing.
"Don't be insane. I am not waiting for anything or anyone. And now I have to go." Bela said.
"So should I come over tonight?" Chandan asked.
"No! No no!" Bela said, "I beg you, please stop bothering me."
"Bela memsaab!" Chandan said, feigning surprise, "I am hurt! You think I am bothering you? I never had a knife to your throat or a gun to your head, did I? You were a willing participant. And you just said you enjoyed playing with my dick."
"I never said that!" Bela protested.
"Ah, again, you deny saying it, but you don't deny it being true." Chandan said with aplomb.
Bela sighed and slapped her forehead with her palm. This man was impossible! Why won't he stop with these word games and mind games, she wondered.
"Listen, Chandan. I am going. I am sorry if I did something to lead you on. But this must stop now. I am a decent girl from a good family. Please stop this." Bela said.
Chandan said nothing. Just stared at her intently.
"I am going now." Bela said and started walking towards the door.
"WAIT!" Chandan said in a voice so commanding that Bela found herself stopping even against her wishes. He continued,
"You think I am bothering you. You are the one who has been teasing me. I am just a simple unmarried servant. I have never done or said anything inappropriate to you for all these years. It was you who first teased me by getting half-naked with the window open even when you saw me standing there."
"I did not.." Bela started to protest but Chandan raised his palm and she stopped.
"Even after that, you're the one who spied on me. And after that too, you willingly...." Chandan said and stopped. He continued in a very sad voice "Do you feel happy about teasing a poor old servant like this? Is that what you are doing?"
"No, Chandan, come on, please." Bela said, suddenly feeling sorry for Chandan and looking at things his way.
"I had a pretty wife too, you know. She died from tuberculosis." Chandan said, now tears streaming down his eyes, much to Bela's horror. "But I never remarried, because I could not forget her. I have not been with a woman in 20 years. You think that's easy?"
Bela stayed silent, unsure of what to say. She had never seen a grown man cry in front of her. And she was too naive to realize that all this had probably been a big performance from Chandan. She did not understand that he was manipulating her. Making her feel guilty and sorry for him.
"You want to go?" Chandan said, wiping his tears, "Then go. That's what women like you do. I always thought you were a nice person. Never realized what an evil shrew you are."
"I am....I am sorry Chandan." Bela said. "I am not a bad person. Please. I did not mean for any of this to happen."
"Yeah, sure you didn't" Chandan said scornfully.
"I am serious. Let me make it up to you. I have.... I have some money saved over. About 500 rupees. I'll give it to you. Buy something for yourself." Bela said, unsure of what else to say.
"What?" Chandan looked at her with more hurt in her eyes, "Once more you have shown me what my true worth is. You think money can solve everything? You think I am some sort of a slave for sale?"
"No!" Bela said, horrified that her gesture had been misconstrued, "I just wanted to make it up to you. Please..." and she trailed off unsure of what to say.
Chandan stayed silent and so did she. The silence continued for a few minutes, and Bela started wondering if she should leave. Just as she was about to turn and go, Chandan said,
"If you really want to make it up to me, there is a way..."
"Yes, how?" Bela asked.
"well, I have never been with a woman in the last 20 years and I was thinking..." Chandan said.
"What!! Chandan!! How dare you??" Bela yelled, without worrying that uncle and aunty might have heard it. They hadn't.
"No, no, you misunderstand. I am not asking to sleep with you!" Chandan said, getting up and shaking his palms in front of him.
"Ok." Bela said, mollified.
"Come on, memsaab. I am not stupid. You are a virgin, who should stay a virgin until her wedding night, as our traditions dictate. And even if you were not to stay virgin, I know I am just a measly servant. So please, that's not what I meant." he said.
"Ok, then what?" Bela asked.
"Well.... like I was saying, I have never been with a woman in 20 years. Never even seen a woman naked in that long, forget someone as beautiful as you. My request to you was...." Chandan said and paused, "...could you...some time...not now, any time..... just let me see you topless for a few seconds?"
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