Romance Affair with a Telugu Woman... {COMPLETE}

[usaiha2]

Breaking the ice


A great side effect of our arrangement was that I would need a shower after a workout. So we would take turns to shower in her apartment. 

Initially I would get my own towel but one day when I forgot she kept aside a towel for me to use. That was the beginning of our intimacy. After our showers she would inevitably force me to have dinner at her place. I would tinker around in the kitchen with her - more of a hassle than a help. But she liked having me around. 

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As the days passed we both looked forward to our days together. She would send me an email early in the morning reminding me of our 'gym day'. On the days that we couldn't meet we would be on the phone catching up on each other's day. 

We also grew more comfortable with each other. Initially we would watch TV sitting on opposite ends of the couch. But slowly I mustered enough courage to sit next to her. 

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Next came touching. We found all sorts of reasons to do that - from holding hands to check each other's nails to rubbing against each other on the pretext of playing with Sekhar. 

My boners during such feel up sessions were getting hard to conceal (no pun intended!) and she probably noticed the bulge in my pants on more than once occasion. At this point I could have easily made the move but I wanted to be sure what Harisha was looking from me. 

Even though our conversations never veered towards her breakup she was always inquisitive about when I would tie the knot. During one such chat I confided that I was a bit nervous about arranged marriage. 

After some prodding I revealed I was nervous if my future wife would like me. 

"But she chose you only because she likes you, right?" Harisha asked. 

"I didn't mean 'like' in that way," I said.

"So what you mean 'likes' you?" Now she was inquisitive. 

I hesitated and said, "You know, whether she likes me in the bedroom."

She let out a long 'ooooh' and started giggling. She was blushing a bit and avoiding eye contact. I spotted a chance. 

Finally she said, "Don't worry everything will be all right." Then she asked, "Not much experience in that department, huh?" 

She burst out giggling again. I felt a lot of that was just nervous laughter. 

I lied and said, "No, no experience." 

"It's OK she also won't have any experience na?" she said and giggled some more. 

"That's even worse! We will both be lost," I replied.

Both of us burst out laughing. I feigned anger. 

I continued, "See, you are making fun of me! I was hoping to get some guidance from someone experienced like you."

She let out another long 'oooooh' and rolled her eyes. But she was still grinning so that I took that as a positive sign. 

"I am sure you can learn a lot from watching movies and reading magazines," she said.

"Did you do that?" I asked.

"No!!"

"See all those movies the men are so different and when I look at them I wonder if she will like me," I said. 

"Different? As in how?" she asked.

"You know they are big! Everything is big!" 

We both burst out laughing again. 

I said, "Well you know what I mean."

"Men always worry about that. I don't understand why."

"Why? Is it not that important?"

"No, it's not unimportant. But anyways I don't think you have a problem in that department," She started giggling again.

"Hey!! How do you know!?" I feigned anger and covered my bulge with my hands. 

She slapped me playfully on the arm. I was very surprised and encouraged about her comment and reaction. 

I blurted, "You will never know until you see it or hold it!" 

I removed my hands from my crotch as an invitation. She didn't accept it. I held it myself over the jeans as a demonstration. 

I said, "See, like this". She still wasn't sure. 

I nudged her hand towards the tent in my jeans and asked her again, "Try it". 

Our eyes locked and we both knew we were crossing a point. She tentatively placed her hands on the bulge and immediately withdrew it. She covered her face with both her hands and mumbled something in Telugu.