30-08-2025, 10:51 AM
Aftermath:-
Geetha's eyes fluttered open. She saw Bharat, a young man who had found his way into her life and heart, sound asleep on her lap, his breathing deep and even like a weary child after a long day of play.
Gently, she pushed him aside and rose from the sofa, the sticky wetness between her thighs a silent testament to the passion of the night.
A sense of pleasure mixed with a cold, unsettling premonition, a worry that fluttered in her heart like a trapped bird.
She wrapped a blanket around herself like a towel and went to the cupboard. From a plastic box, she took out a sheet of contraceptive pills.
Holding the sheet of pills, she walked to the kitchen, poured a glass of water, and swallowed one.
Returning to the bedroom, she placed the box back in the cupboard but paused.
Her hand came out with a condom packet, which she set on the table before putting the box away.
Geetha went to the hall, her movements slow and deliberate, and picked up her phone from the table.
The screen showed four missed calls from Darling.
The calls had come forty minutes ago, and her heart sank. She clutched the phone to her chest, her legs giving way as she collapsed onto the sofa. The memory of Gautam's words echoed in her mind.
“Hey, you silly girl, I will come. I am going for us, aren't I? For you and for our children's future, I need to earn a little more now. When I come back, it'll be you, me, and a beautiful baby girl just like you in between us.”
“Don't you want a boy?” she had asked.
“Whatever God has written for us.” he had replied.
Tears welled in her eyes, a silent apology. "Forgive me, darling..." she whispered, curling into a tight ball on the sofa, the blanket a shield against the cold reality. She wept, the rising sun outside a stark contrast to the storm in her soul.
-
It was almost five-thirty in the morning when Bharat awoke. He reached for Geetha but found the space beside him empty.
He rose, pulling on the pants and underwear he had cast aside, and went to the living room. He found her there, curled on the sofa, holding her phone, the fan still. He knelt beside her, placed her feet on his thighs, and kissed them.
"Thank you, Miss," he said, his voice a soft murmur as he rubbed his cheeks against her feet. "I was very afraid to ask. I didn't think you would give me what I asked for." He kissed her right foot again.
Geetha opened her eyes, a blush spreading across her cheeks. She was shy, unable to meet his gaze. With a small, playful smile, she kicked him gently on the cheek. Bharat laughed, holding her foot and stroking the soles against his face.
She pulled her legs back. He leaned in, cupping her cheeks in his hands.
"Miss..." he began.
"Hmm," she replied sweetly, still not looking at him.
"What happened last night, Miss? We did something after you came?" he asked mischievously.
"Stop it," she pouted, feigning anger. "You do everything and then ask so innocently, you dirty fellow... I'm your teacher, older than you."
He brushed her hair back, buried his nose in her neck, and in a sleepy, dazed voice asked, "Miss, did you like it? Did I do a good job?"
"Hmm..." she admitted, a hint of sweetness in her tone.
He kissed her cheek affectionately. She, in turn, held his head.
"Miss, move over a little. I want to lie next to you."
She suddenly remembered her nakedness under the blanket. "No," she said abruptly. "Uh-uh, first I need to wear my nightie. Get up."
He turned her cheek and gave her the first, delicious kiss of the day. Their lips met, sharing the sweet taste of sleep, and she pulled her head back woozily.
"If you do this, it's difficult..." she trailed off.
"What is difficult, Miss?"
"This... in the morning..."
"You look so beautiful in the morning."
They held hands. She kissed his wrist.
"How did you feel, ra?" she asked.
"I still can't believe it, Miss... if it really happened."
"Hmm..."
He rubbed his nose on her neck. "Miss, I will remember this day forever."
"Me too."
"You are my first love, Miss. I love you..."
"Hmm... I love you too, dear.
She shifted, making a space for him. He wrapped his arms around her from behind, a hand resting on her waist.
"Hey..." she said.
"Hmm..." he replied.
They closed their eyes, rubbing their noses against each other, lost in the moment.
"It's not nice when you say 'teach me teacher'... how can anyone ask that?" she whispered.
"What should I ask then? Like 'shall I come in, Miss' when I enter the classroom, should I ask, 'shall I fuck you, Miss'?" he teased.
She raised her hand and gave him a playful slap on the cheek. "Ew... what bad words! Especially with me. I'll kill you if you talk like that again."
He slid hand under the blanket, stroking between her thighs. She shivered, grabbing his hand. "Mmmm... take your hand away," she moaned.
He didn't stop. He fully burrowed under the blanket, turned her towards him, and laughed.
"Shall I fuck you, Miss Geetha?" he asked with mischievous arrogance.
"Rascal... get away..." she said, her voice a mix of protest and desire.
"Please Geetha... I'm not sure if I did it right last night. Let's have a test again now."
"What test, you fool? Get up, go home... you are so dramatic. You are a sorcerer. You have no shame, asking like this in the morning."
He kissed her, pulling her onto his lap and hugging her tightly. She melted from his kiss, a silent surrender. He held her head, released her lips, and said, "Miss, I have a doubt. Can I ask?"
"Ask," she said, her eyes filled with affection.
"Will you get pregnant from what we did last night?"
She was taken aback by the question. A wave of delight washed over her at his innocence. Feigning anger, she slapped his cheek again. "Do you think I'm your wife, you thief?"
"Haha... Then how, Miss?"
"I took contraceptive pills."
"What does that mean?"
"Hey, are you a kid? You don't even know that. You behaved like a big man last night?"
"Come on, tell me, Miss, I really don't know."
"You take them to prevent having children. Don't you have that in biology? Didn't Ramya teacher tell you?"
"She just memorizes it and comes and reads from the textbook for us. We just memorize the same things. She has nothing to do except hang out with that Ganesh sir in the staff room."
Geetha burst out laughing. "Hahaha... You really think she memorizes it?"
"Yes, of course... what else?"
He saw her boobs bounce with her laughter and placed a hand on her left. Her laughter stopped.
"Do you mock me like that too?"
"There is nothing to mock about you, Miss, only to praise," he said, kissing her neck passionately.
She was ecstatic from the kiss and took him onto her lap. He got between her thighs, stroking her breast with one hand, and with the other, he held her neck and started licking it.
She swallowed her lips. "No, you little puppy..." she said, her voice a soft moan.
"Do you really want me to stop?"
She wrapped her arms around Bharat and kissed his shoulder. "No..."
"Then shall we have fuck now too?"
"Ssh... no such words."
The blanket fell to the floor during their struggle. Naked, Geetha felt him rub the bulge from his pants between her thighs.
"Why not, Miss?"
"Aah... take off your pants..."
"What's the point of taking them off?"
"It feels good when you take them off."
"Why does it feel good?"
"It feels better to poke like that than to rub like this."
He was kneading her waist and kissing her face. "Poke what, Miss?"
"That thing, poke it there?"
"Poke what, Miss?" he asked, biting the nape of her neck.
"Ish... there..."
"What's that place called? Tell me.”
"I can't tell you."
"Well, tell me what to do."
She twisted under him, her big toe scbanging the sofa. "Do what you did last night."
He slowly wiggled his legs, pulled his pants down to his knees, and placed his erect penis directly on her navel.
"Aah.... Bharat...." she said, passionately grabbing his head.
He pulled his pants and underwear to his feet, took his right leg out, and left them hanging from his left. "What did we do last night, Miss?" he teased, squeezing her boob.
Unable to contain the tingling in her body, she brought her hand down and stroked his penis on her navel. "Mmmm... please ra, don't tease me."
"Tell me what we did last night, Miss..."
Suddenly, she hugged him tightly, kissed his cheeks, and said, "Puppy, please, I can't say those things. If you keep asking, I will lose my mind."
"Then let me ask, Miss..."
"Yes..."
"Can I put my dick in your pussy?"
"Ish... do it..."
"Miss, you are talking so badly."
He moved down slightly between her thighs. "Aah... Mmm... You made me bad."
"Miss, did you really like it so much?”
"Yes..."
"But yours is very tight. You scream in pain last night. Did I do anything wrong?"
She lifted her head and looked into his eyes. "No, no... yours is…. long."
"Miss, do you know how good it felt to put it inside your pussy? Like my dick was being squeezed."
"Bharat... don't talk..."
He kissed her neck, got up, and looked at her red, raw lotus-like pussy behind her hair. His madness overflowed. He rubbed his hot meat rod on her soft, lotus, and her body shuddered. "Aah..." she screamed passionately and shivered.
Just as he was about to thrust in, she remembered the condom packet and immediately pulled back. Bharath, not understanding, stopped in shock.
"Let's go to the bedroom... not here."
She quickly got up, and he hugged her and lifted her in one go. His dick rubbed against her thighs, and a daze came over her.
"Ish..." she said, climbing on top of him.
He walked to the bed with her and laid her down. She picked up the condom packet from the bedside table, took one out, and gave it to him. "Put this on..."
He didn't know how. He had never even seen one before. "How, Miss? I don't know?"
She kissed his face, which was kneeling and looking innocent. "Hmm... don't pretend you don't know anything... put it on fast..."
"I don't know, Miss..." he said, holding her face to stop the kisses.
"Puppy... do I have to teach you everything?"
"Yes..."
Her role as a teacher didn't end with college. She still had things to teach him.
She knelt in front of him, took the packet from his hand, tore it, and tried to roll the condom onto his penis. He grabbed her hand and stopped her.
"What?"
"Without that.?"
"No, Bharat... you have to get used to it. Tomorrow, even if you or your girlfriend get carried away, don't forget this."
"Miss, wait a minute..."
She stopped and looked up. He innocently touched her lips with his dick. She understood, smiled, and held him.
"I'm going to give you a good punishment one of these days."
"Why one of these days? Lick it once now, that's enough."
She licked the base of the scrotum with her tongue, smelling the scent of last night's juices, with a burning passion.
"Ishsshhh... Miss..."
"Enough?"
"Yes, Miss..."
Slowly, she put the condom on his bulbous and rolled it down. It fit tightly, like a second skin.
She had never seen a condom stretch so much when Gautam used one.
He pushed her onto the bed, jumped on top, and sucked her lips. "I will put it in today...." he said, getting up and thrusting his long, rubber-rod under her hair.
This little thief entered Geetha for the second time.
Her whole body trembled. Her pussy welcomed him, stretching open as her thighs spread wider.
"Aah... slowly..."
"Yes, Miss..." he said, pushing in a little more. This time, it went in a half-inch deeper than last night, and tears of pain welled up in her eyes.
"Aah... that's enough..."
Because of the condom, he couldn't feel as much. "Miss, should I go in more?"
"Aah, no, no... amma... it won't go..."
He adjusted his body and began to pull back and thrust forward.
Her breathing became irregular, and her body, unable to twist and turn, was getting crushed under his tight grip on her waist.
He put his hands on either side of her and started moving his hips. "Ahh Miss... let's take this condom off, Miss... I can't feel you properly."
"No, don't take it off, please... don't stop aah aah... fuck..."
Hearing the word "fuck" from Geetha, his excitement soared. He began to thrust, slicing her pussy walls with his sword and driving her mad.
All her nerves were in turmoil. She clenched her fists and scissored her legs around his thighs in response to his cuts.
"Aah... aah puppy..."
Heaving on her he groaned, "Mmmm... Miss... don't scream. It drives me crazy when I hear your voice. I'm going to cum."
He held her right boob with his left hand and continued thrusting.
"Sss... sah... aah..."
She joined her hands with his and let him squeeze. He lay on top of her, licking her neck and swaying back and forth.
"Mmm... Mmm..."
She was getting close and wanted more of his thrusts. "More, aah, more..."
"Abb... aha Miss... Ish", he cracked his breath.
Without stopping, he continued in the same rhythm and then suddenly tensed up, freezing in her thighs.
His breath hitched on her face, sprinkling saliva.
Geetha closed her eyes, curving her lips, chewing her breath to let her juices hit his manhood.
They both climaxed at the same time.
He fell to the side, sighing with pleasure and satisfaction.
"Habbah Miss... is there this much heaven in this? I don't need anything else in life. Uff... my mind is blowing up."
"You killed me you know..."
"Why do you say that, Miss..."
"If you get so excited, you don't care about my condition."
"Do you know how crazy I go when you moan like that? I was trying to hold on a little longer..."
"You should have held back... It feels so good with you."
He ripped off the condom and threw it away in annoyance. "Miss, that's how it is, right?"
"Hmm..."
He slowly got on top of her, kissed her lips, and said, "Miss, if I had been born nine years earlier, I would have found you, married you, and..."
She put her finger on his lips. "Bharat, don't think about all that. When you get a wife, take good care of her."
"Miss, do you think Chandana will be happy with me...?"
Geetha's cheeks turned red like tomatoes. She hid her face. "Hmm... she will be."
"You too?"
"Hmm..."
"Shall I go home then? If I stay here, Gautam will kill me."
"You have no shame... you're a big bad boy... you win people over with your words... me too (and the readers)."
"What can I do, Miss... your beauty brought me here. (And made me write a story like this about you.)"
"Go... first, wash your face, go to the shop, get a packet of milk, and then leave."
"Always at your service, my goddess."
"Go, you crazy puppy..."
They both laughed and got up. Geetha went into the bathroom. Bharat went to the washbasin to wash his face.
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To be continued……….
Geetha's eyes fluttered open. She saw Bharat, a young man who had found his way into her life and heart, sound asleep on her lap, his breathing deep and even like a weary child after a long day of play.
Gently, she pushed him aside and rose from the sofa, the sticky wetness between her thighs a silent testament to the passion of the night.
A sense of pleasure mixed with a cold, unsettling premonition, a worry that fluttered in her heart like a trapped bird.
She wrapped a blanket around herself like a towel and went to the cupboard. From a plastic box, she took out a sheet of contraceptive pills.
Holding the sheet of pills, she walked to the kitchen, poured a glass of water, and swallowed one.
Returning to the bedroom, she placed the box back in the cupboard but paused.
Her hand came out with a condom packet, which she set on the table before putting the box away.
Geetha went to the hall, her movements slow and deliberate, and picked up her phone from the table.
The screen showed four missed calls from Darling.
The calls had come forty minutes ago, and her heart sank. She clutched the phone to her chest, her legs giving way as she collapsed onto the sofa. The memory of Gautam's words echoed in her mind.
“Hey, you silly girl, I will come. I am going for us, aren't I? For you and for our children's future, I need to earn a little more now. When I come back, it'll be you, me, and a beautiful baby girl just like you in between us.”
“Don't you want a boy?” she had asked.
“Whatever God has written for us.” he had replied.
Tears welled in her eyes, a silent apology. "Forgive me, darling..." she whispered, curling into a tight ball on the sofa, the blanket a shield against the cold reality. She wept, the rising sun outside a stark contrast to the storm in her soul.
-
It was almost five-thirty in the morning when Bharat awoke. He reached for Geetha but found the space beside him empty.
He rose, pulling on the pants and underwear he had cast aside, and went to the living room. He found her there, curled on the sofa, holding her phone, the fan still. He knelt beside her, placed her feet on his thighs, and kissed them.
"Thank you, Miss," he said, his voice a soft murmur as he rubbed his cheeks against her feet. "I was very afraid to ask. I didn't think you would give me what I asked for." He kissed her right foot again.
Geetha opened her eyes, a blush spreading across her cheeks. She was shy, unable to meet his gaze. With a small, playful smile, she kicked him gently on the cheek. Bharat laughed, holding her foot and stroking the soles against his face.
She pulled her legs back. He leaned in, cupping her cheeks in his hands.
"Miss..." he began.
"Hmm," she replied sweetly, still not looking at him.
"What happened last night, Miss? We did something after you came?" he asked mischievously.
"Stop it," she pouted, feigning anger. "You do everything and then ask so innocently, you dirty fellow... I'm your teacher, older than you."
He brushed her hair back, buried his nose in her neck, and in a sleepy, dazed voice asked, "Miss, did you like it? Did I do a good job?"
"Hmm..." she admitted, a hint of sweetness in her tone.
He kissed her cheek affectionately. She, in turn, held his head.
"Miss, move over a little. I want to lie next to you."
She suddenly remembered her nakedness under the blanket. "No," she said abruptly. "Uh-uh, first I need to wear my nightie. Get up."
He turned her cheek and gave her the first, delicious kiss of the day. Their lips met, sharing the sweet taste of sleep, and she pulled her head back woozily.
"If you do this, it's difficult..." she trailed off.
"What is difficult, Miss?"
"This... in the morning..."
"You look so beautiful in the morning."
They held hands. She kissed his wrist.
"How did you feel, ra?" she asked.
"I still can't believe it, Miss... if it really happened."
"Hmm..."
He rubbed his nose on her neck. "Miss, I will remember this day forever."
"Me too."
"You are my first love, Miss. I love you..."
"Hmm... I love you too, dear.
She shifted, making a space for him. He wrapped his arms around her from behind, a hand resting on her waist.
"Hey..." she said.
"Hmm..." he replied.
They closed their eyes, rubbing their noses against each other, lost in the moment.
"It's not nice when you say 'teach me teacher'... how can anyone ask that?" she whispered.
"What should I ask then? Like 'shall I come in, Miss' when I enter the classroom, should I ask, 'shall I fuck you, Miss'?" he teased.
She raised her hand and gave him a playful slap on the cheek. "Ew... what bad words! Especially with me. I'll kill you if you talk like that again."
He slid hand under the blanket, stroking between her thighs. She shivered, grabbing his hand. "Mmmm... take your hand away," she moaned.
He didn't stop. He fully burrowed under the blanket, turned her towards him, and laughed.
"Shall I fuck you, Miss Geetha?" he asked with mischievous arrogance.
"Rascal... get away..." she said, her voice a mix of protest and desire.
"Please Geetha... I'm not sure if I did it right last night. Let's have a test again now."
"What test, you fool? Get up, go home... you are so dramatic. You are a sorcerer. You have no shame, asking like this in the morning."
He kissed her, pulling her onto his lap and hugging her tightly. She melted from his kiss, a silent surrender. He held her head, released her lips, and said, "Miss, I have a doubt. Can I ask?"
"Ask," she said, her eyes filled with affection.
"Will you get pregnant from what we did last night?"
She was taken aback by the question. A wave of delight washed over her at his innocence. Feigning anger, she slapped his cheek again. "Do you think I'm your wife, you thief?"
"Haha... Then how, Miss?"
"I took contraceptive pills."
"What does that mean?"
"Hey, are you a kid? You don't even know that. You behaved like a big man last night?"
"Come on, tell me, Miss, I really don't know."
"You take them to prevent having children. Don't you have that in biology? Didn't Ramya teacher tell you?"
"She just memorizes it and comes and reads from the textbook for us. We just memorize the same things. She has nothing to do except hang out with that Ganesh sir in the staff room."
Geetha burst out laughing. "Hahaha... You really think she memorizes it?"
"Yes, of course... what else?"
He saw her boobs bounce with her laughter and placed a hand on her left. Her laughter stopped.
"Do you mock me like that too?"
"There is nothing to mock about you, Miss, only to praise," he said, kissing her neck passionately.
She was ecstatic from the kiss and took him onto her lap. He got between her thighs, stroking her breast with one hand, and with the other, he held her neck and started licking it.
She swallowed her lips. "No, you little puppy..." she said, her voice a soft moan.
"Do you really want me to stop?"
She wrapped her arms around Bharat and kissed his shoulder. "No..."
"Then shall we have fuck now too?"
"Ssh... no such words."
The blanket fell to the floor during their struggle. Naked, Geetha felt him rub the bulge from his pants between her thighs.
"Why not, Miss?"
"Aah... take off your pants..."
"What's the point of taking them off?"
"It feels good when you take them off."
"Why does it feel good?"
"It feels better to poke like that than to rub like this."
He was kneading her waist and kissing her face. "Poke what, Miss?"
"That thing, poke it there?"
"Poke what, Miss?" he asked, biting the nape of her neck.
"Ish... there..."
"What's that place called? Tell me.”
"I can't tell you."
"Well, tell me what to do."
She twisted under him, her big toe scbanging the sofa. "Do what you did last night."
He slowly wiggled his legs, pulled his pants down to his knees, and placed his erect penis directly on her navel.
"Aah.... Bharat...." she said, passionately grabbing his head.
He pulled his pants and underwear to his feet, took his right leg out, and left them hanging from his left. "What did we do last night, Miss?" he teased, squeezing her boob.
Unable to contain the tingling in her body, she brought her hand down and stroked his penis on her navel. "Mmmm... please ra, don't tease me."
"Tell me what we did last night, Miss..."
Suddenly, she hugged him tightly, kissed his cheeks, and said, "Puppy, please, I can't say those things. If you keep asking, I will lose my mind."
"Then let me ask, Miss..."
"Yes..."
"Can I put my dick in your pussy?"
"Ish... do it..."
"Miss, you are talking so badly."
He moved down slightly between her thighs. "Aah... Mmm... You made me bad."
"Miss, did you really like it so much?”
"Yes..."
"But yours is very tight. You scream in pain last night. Did I do anything wrong?"
She lifted her head and looked into his eyes. "No, no... yours is…. long."
"Miss, do you know how good it felt to put it inside your pussy? Like my dick was being squeezed."
"Bharat... don't talk..."
He kissed her neck, got up, and looked at her red, raw lotus-like pussy behind her hair. His madness overflowed. He rubbed his hot meat rod on her soft, lotus, and her body shuddered. "Aah..." she screamed passionately and shivered.
Just as he was about to thrust in, she remembered the condom packet and immediately pulled back. Bharath, not understanding, stopped in shock.
"Let's go to the bedroom... not here."
She quickly got up, and he hugged her and lifted her in one go. His dick rubbed against her thighs, and a daze came over her.
"Ish..." she said, climbing on top of him.
He walked to the bed with her and laid her down. She picked up the condom packet from the bedside table, took one out, and gave it to him. "Put this on..."
He didn't know how. He had never even seen one before. "How, Miss? I don't know?"
She kissed his face, which was kneeling and looking innocent. "Hmm... don't pretend you don't know anything... put it on fast..."
"I don't know, Miss..." he said, holding her face to stop the kisses.
"Puppy... do I have to teach you everything?"
"Yes..."
Her role as a teacher didn't end with college. She still had things to teach him.
She knelt in front of him, took the packet from his hand, tore it, and tried to roll the condom onto his penis. He grabbed her hand and stopped her.
"What?"
"Without that.?"
"No, Bharat... you have to get used to it. Tomorrow, even if you or your girlfriend get carried away, don't forget this."
"Miss, wait a minute..."
She stopped and looked up. He innocently touched her lips with his dick. She understood, smiled, and held him.
"I'm going to give you a good punishment one of these days."
"Why one of these days? Lick it once now, that's enough."
She licked the base of the scrotum with her tongue, smelling the scent of last night's juices, with a burning passion.
"Ishsshhh... Miss..."
"Enough?"
"Yes, Miss..."
Slowly, she put the condom on his bulbous and rolled it down. It fit tightly, like a second skin.
She had never seen a condom stretch so much when Gautam used one.
He pushed her onto the bed, jumped on top, and sucked her lips. "I will put it in today...." he said, getting up and thrusting his long, rubber-rod under her hair.
This little thief entered Geetha for the second time.
Her whole body trembled. Her pussy welcomed him, stretching open as her thighs spread wider.
"Aah... slowly..."
"Yes, Miss..." he said, pushing in a little more. This time, it went in a half-inch deeper than last night, and tears of pain welled up in her eyes.
"Aah... that's enough..."
Because of the condom, he couldn't feel as much. "Miss, should I go in more?"
"Aah, no, no... amma... it won't go..."
He adjusted his body and began to pull back and thrust forward.
Her breathing became irregular, and her body, unable to twist and turn, was getting crushed under his tight grip on her waist.
He put his hands on either side of her and started moving his hips. "Ahh Miss... let's take this condom off, Miss... I can't feel you properly."
"No, don't take it off, please... don't stop aah aah... fuck..."
Hearing the word "fuck" from Geetha, his excitement soared. He began to thrust, slicing her pussy walls with his sword and driving her mad.
All her nerves were in turmoil. She clenched her fists and scissored her legs around his thighs in response to his cuts.
"Aah... aah puppy..."
Heaving on her he groaned, "Mmmm... Miss... don't scream. It drives me crazy when I hear your voice. I'm going to cum."
He held her right boob with his left hand and continued thrusting.
"Sss... sah... aah..."
She joined her hands with his and let him squeeze. He lay on top of her, licking her neck and swaying back and forth.
"Mmm... Mmm..."
She was getting close and wanted more of his thrusts. "More, aah, more..."
"Abb... aha Miss... Ish", he cracked his breath.
Without stopping, he continued in the same rhythm and then suddenly tensed up, freezing in her thighs.
His breath hitched on her face, sprinkling saliva.
Geetha closed her eyes, curving her lips, chewing her breath to let her juices hit his manhood.
They both climaxed at the same time.
He fell to the side, sighing with pleasure and satisfaction.
"Habbah Miss... is there this much heaven in this? I don't need anything else in life. Uff... my mind is blowing up."
"You killed me you know..."
"Why do you say that, Miss..."
"If you get so excited, you don't care about my condition."
"Do you know how crazy I go when you moan like that? I was trying to hold on a little longer..."
"You should have held back... It feels so good with you."
He ripped off the condom and threw it away in annoyance. "Miss, that's how it is, right?"
"Hmm..."
He slowly got on top of her, kissed her lips, and said, "Miss, if I had been born nine years earlier, I would have found you, married you, and..."
She put her finger on his lips. "Bharat, don't think about all that. When you get a wife, take good care of her."
"Miss, do you think Chandana will be happy with me...?"
Geetha's cheeks turned red like tomatoes. She hid her face. "Hmm... she will be."
"You too?"
"Hmm..."
"Shall I go home then? If I stay here, Gautam will kill me."
"You have no shame... you're a big bad boy... you win people over with your words... me too (and the readers)."
"What can I do, Miss... your beauty brought me here. (And made me write a story like this about you.)"
"Go... first, wash your face, go to the shop, get a packet of milk, and then leave."
"Always at your service, my goddess."
"Go, you crazy puppy..."
They both laughed and got up. Geetha went into the bathroom. Bharat went to the washbasin to wash his face.
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To be continued……….
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