21-08-2019, 02:49 PM
His logic made sense. However, the fact was that he had boosted my career. I did not know how to thank him. I felt awkward at not being able to reciprocate his obligation. I said, "I do not know how to repay your debt."
Sameer winked and replied mischievously, "Don't worry, I shall collect the dues from you with interest." I sincerely hoped that he would and wondered what he had in his mind.
I narrated these incidents to my hubby, telling him clearly about the incident of Sameer fondling my boobs. I told him that by getting excited at Sameer's touch and by not being harsh to Sameer, I was feeling guilty.
Raj dismissed my logic and said, "it was not your fault nor Sameer's. In such a situation, what happened, happens between two attractive persons of opposite sex. We need to accept it; if we are to be happy. Attraction between man and woman is God made. Many persons are not very sex sensitive. Sameer and you are. So take it in your stride, as long as you do not feel hurt or slighted. Remember: Past is gone, Future is not known. Today is your own to enjoy."
I was surprised that Raj did not feel hurt or did not think that something untoward had happened. On the contrary I felt that he was happy at my getting excited at Sameer's touch."
These incidents and my talk with my hubby changed equations between Sameer and me. I felt rejuvenated and got excited when I was near Sameer. I kept thinking of him; how nice his body smelled, how his lips looked, how his hand felt so erotic on my boobs and how he played with my nipples. I went wet between my legs thinking of how he poked his fingers in my butt crack through my dress. I would blush instinctively, whenever he complimented me on my beauty or dress. In fact I was eager to have him compliment me for my beauty or figure.
I began to wear dresses that my husband had bought for me, which I did not wear before; because they were provocative or exposed more. I styled my hair the way Sameer said he liked. I was eager to know what he liked and what he didn't.
At the same time, there was a thought in my mind that warned me over my changed feelings. I was in a dilemma. Be that as it may, I had changed. I enjoyed his company and did not mind some casual flirting and his comments and sometimes sex laden double meaning jokes.
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It was a bad day for me. There was heavy morning rush and I was not feeling too well. I had quite difficulty reaching my office. I had to miss several buses before I could get into an overcrowded bus. Sameer was not in a good mood because he had asked for a week's leave to go home. The boss flatly refused any leave. Sameer did not like this and was fuming.
I had busy day in the office. In the late afternoon, the boss asked me to work on another account like what we had done earlier, before leaving the office. The work was not much but it meant that I would certainly have to stay late.
Sameer saw me working seriously on my project. It was his client. He took some sheets from me and began helping me with the work.
I had severe head ache. Suddenly outside, I heard heavy thunders. There was thunder storm and it started raining heavily. The staff began leaving and soon the office was empty except Sameer and I. Thanks to his help, we finished the work. By the time we came out of the office building, it was 7 pm. It was raining heavily since the last two hours. There were big puddles on the road. It did not look like the rain would stop any time soon. With some difficulty in the torrential rain, we managed to reach Sameer's bike. By then we were drenched. We had no rain coat or umbrella.
Sameer started the bike. I had to wrap my arms around Sameer's waist to remain steady due to strong winds and rain. He had a bag in front of him because of which my hands reached below his waist. I was feeling a bit awkward and yet there was a tinge of thrill in my ribs. To maintain the balance, I had to grip my fingers tight on his thighs. I sat pressing my wet boobs against Sameer's back. It was quite titillating
On the way I had a bout of sneezing. Cold breeze and wet clothes had affected me. I had caught cold. As luck would have it Sameer's bike broke down barely five minutes after we started. After dragging the bike for about a kilometer, Sameer managed to park it at a safe spot. We waited for a bus at a bus stop nearby. No bus stopped as they came fully overloaded.
We tried to hail taxies but none would stop. It was frustrating. However, looking at our pathetic condition, one car stopped by. The car had one vacant seat. The owner offered to take one person. Sameer and I looked at each other. I then said, "Would you mind, if both of us occupy only one seat?"
When the owner driver raised eyebrows, I explained, "Sir, we have been waiting for the last one hour for a bus or a taxi, without success. What we will do is; I shall seat in my husband's lap, so that we shall occupy only one seat, if you don't mind. This is an emergency situation. I hope you won't mind. It has been raining badly and if you didn't give us a lift, we do not think we shall be able to leave this place for hours."
Sameer winked and replied mischievously, "Don't worry, I shall collect the dues from you with interest." I sincerely hoped that he would and wondered what he had in his mind.
I narrated these incidents to my hubby, telling him clearly about the incident of Sameer fondling my boobs. I told him that by getting excited at Sameer's touch and by not being harsh to Sameer, I was feeling guilty.
Raj dismissed my logic and said, "it was not your fault nor Sameer's. In such a situation, what happened, happens between two attractive persons of opposite sex. We need to accept it; if we are to be happy. Attraction between man and woman is God made. Many persons are not very sex sensitive. Sameer and you are. So take it in your stride, as long as you do not feel hurt or slighted. Remember: Past is gone, Future is not known. Today is your own to enjoy."
I was surprised that Raj did not feel hurt or did not think that something untoward had happened. On the contrary I felt that he was happy at my getting excited at Sameer's touch."
These incidents and my talk with my hubby changed equations between Sameer and me. I felt rejuvenated and got excited when I was near Sameer. I kept thinking of him; how nice his body smelled, how his lips looked, how his hand felt so erotic on my boobs and how he played with my nipples. I went wet between my legs thinking of how he poked his fingers in my butt crack through my dress. I would blush instinctively, whenever he complimented me on my beauty or dress. In fact I was eager to have him compliment me for my beauty or figure.
I began to wear dresses that my husband had bought for me, which I did not wear before; because they were provocative or exposed more. I styled my hair the way Sameer said he liked. I was eager to know what he liked and what he didn't.
At the same time, there was a thought in my mind that warned me over my changed feelings. I was in a dilemma. Be that as it may, I had changed. I enjoyed his company and did not mind some casual flirting and his comments and sometimes sex laden double meaning jokes.
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It was a bad day for me. There was heavy morning rush and I was not feeling too well. I had quite difficulty reaching my office. I had to miss several buses before I could get into an overcrowded bus. Sameer was not in a good mood because he had asked for a week's leave to go home. The boss flatly refused any leave. Sameer did not like this and was fuming.
I had busy day in the office. In the late afternoon, the boss asked me to work on another account like what we had done earlier, before leaving the office. The work was not much but it meant that I would certainly have to stay late.
Sameer saw me working seriously on my project. It was his client. He took some sheets from me and began helping me with the work.
I had severe head ache. Suddenly outside, I heard heavy thunders. There was thunder storm and it started raining heavily. The staff began leaving and soon the office was empty except Sameer and I. Thanks to his help, we finished the work. By the time we came out of the office building, it was 7 pm. It was raining heavily since the last two hours. There were big puddles on the road. It did not look like the rain would stop any time soon. With some difficulty in the torrential rain, we managed to reach Sameer's bike. By then we were drenched. We had no rain coat or umbrella.
Sameer started the bike. I had to wrap my arms around Sameer's waist to remain steady due to strong winds and rain. He had a bag in front of him because of which my hands reached below his waist. I was feeling a bit awkward and yet there was a tinge of thrill in my ribs. To maintain the balance, I had to grip my fingers tight on his thighs. I sat pressing my wet boobs against Sameer's back. It was quite titillating
On the way I had a bout of sneezing. Cold breeze and wet clothes had affected me. I had caught cold. As luck would have it Sameer's bike broke down barely five minutes after we started. After dragging the bike for about a kilometer, Sameer managed to park it at a safe spot. We waited for a bus at a bus stop nearby. No bus stopped as they came fully overloaded.
We tried to hail taxies but none would stop. It was frustrating. However, looking at our pathetic condition, one car stopped by. The car had one vacant seat. The owner offered to take one person. Sameer and I looked at each other. I then said, "Would you mind, if both of us occupy only one seat?"
When the owner driver raised eyebrows, I explained, "Sir, we have been waiting for the last one hour for a bus or a taxi, without success. What we will do is; I shall seat in my husband's lap, so that we shall occupy only one seat, if you don't mind. This is an emergency situation. I hope you won't mind. It has been raining badly and if you didn't give us a lift, we do not think we shall be able to leave this place for hours."
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