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August 20, 2018

Long lost love


Long lost love

I’m an average guy, 32, with average looks. Kind of shy and have only a few friends. I run my own real estate firm. My height is 5ft 6inches and I’m slightly on the heavier side. I’m almost convinced that I do not have what it takes to be popular among the opposite sex. In short, I’m Peter Parker from the Spiderman series before he was bitten by the spider. However, in my case, it wasn’t a spider that gave me a bite but rather a freak accident during holi this year.

Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and is not related to me personally or anyone known to me. Secondly, if you feel that this is a highly erotic story with a focus on sex and physical intimacies, then please be advised that it is not. It’s a love story between 2 individuals, which revolves around separation, emotions, romance and finally culminating in physical love.

Hi friends, my name is Sameer. My friends like to call me Sammy and so do my family members(my mother hates it though as she feels that Indian names are so meaningful that its insulting to shorten then into nicknames).

I’m an average guy, 32, with average looks. Kind of shy and have only a few friends. I run my own real estate firm. My height is 5ft 6inches and I’m slightly on the heavier side. I’m almost convinced that I do not have what it takes to be popular among the opposite sex. In short, I’m Peter Parker from the Spiderman series before he was bitten by the spider. However, in my case, it wasn’t a spider that gave me a bite but rather a freak accident during holi this year.

On the eve of Holi, I was pleasantly surprised to know that my old next door neighbour Mr. Nayak, who had moved out of our neighbourhood almost 15 years ago was visiting us for Holi this year with his family. I was very happy, not to see Mr. Nayak, but because I would be seeing his daughter Sujata who had been my childhood crush. I recollected the day that they had moved out of our neighbourhood. I was sad and crestfallen. I had never had the courage to speak with Sujata and tell her what I felt about her. But the moment she was leaving, I managed to pull her aside and finally told her my feelings. Her face fell. “I wish you had expressed yourself earlier” was all she said before she turned around and moved towards the waiting car. That was my last memory of her, see her go away. Coming back to the present, even though we hadn’t spoken with each other even once during the last 15years, I was super excited that I will be seeing her.

For Holi every year, everyone in the neighbourhood comes together to play colours. This year too it was the same and coincidently the lunch was arranged on the terrace of my home. Everyone was to meet in the morning at 9 am. There would be a lot of dancing, playing overall a fun-filled day. But my mind was only thinking about Sujata. How does she look now? Will she be the same towards me after all these years? Does she still remember what I had told her? What if she was married now? Is she coming with her husband? would she even be interested in talking with me? I had a lot of thoughts and even more doubts. How wrong I was….

Finally, next day around 7.45 am, we heard a cab pull up to our gate. I was already awake and in the yard when I saw the most beautiful sight. There she was in a bright red t-shirt and light blue jeans. She was more beautiful then I could recollect from my old memories. Followed by her parents, she entered the gate, ran up to me and pulled me into a friendly hug. I was stoned but recollected my composure and blurted out “Hey Sujata you look great, how are you?” “I am good”, came the response. Her parents had caught up by then and we all walked into the house.

We have a triple storey home with a total of 5 bedrooms. The groud floor has a large drawing room, a double dining room, kitchen and 1 bedroom which is taken up by my parents. The first floor has 2 bedrooms and a large hall and the second floor has 2 bedrooms and part terrace. Sujata and her family were to occupy both bedrooms on the 2nd floor. Once everyone had freshened up, we gathered for breakfast in the dining room. To my surprise, Sujata and I started off as if we were never apart for so long. I felt as if she has either put aside what I had told her or simply forgotten about it. We had a quick breakfast and started getting ready to play colors.

Soon it was 9 am and the rest of the group came over with their packs of colors and water guns. We had a great time and soon it was 1 pm. We were already tired by then. And that is when I noticed Sujata in the corner of the living room all by herself. I thought I saw her wipe off a tear. I was intrigued. I waited until the end of lunch time and everyone had gone to their homes and then went up to my room. Sujata and her parents were still in the dining room chatting about their life in the last 15 years. I couldn’t hear a word though.. I waited impatiently for them to walk up to their rooms to rest for the afternoon and finally saw Sujata waking upstairs. Her parents were still downstairs. I met her at the staircase and invited her to my room to have a seat and talk. She obliged.

I was seated on the bed and she was sat on a chair just opp the bed. I decided to be blunt. “Sujata, is something bothering you?” “Huh? No, not at all. Why do you ask?”. I had seen you in the dining room, you were not yourself for a few minutes”. “What do you mean?” “I mean I saw you in tears”. She was shocked when I said this but replied saying “oh I’m fine. Must have been because if the colors”. But I persisted and finally, she started opening up and narrated what happened in the last 15 years.

“Sammy, that day when we left, I was too shocked to speak much. I must confess that I did like you and I did want to say a lot of things to you but I could not. Also, I did not have a choice. My dad was transferred and we had to leave. We moved to Mumbai. I had to move on with my life as well. I completed my graduation and post graduation in computer applications. I became a software engineer and got a job in a huge multinational company. After completion of 1 year, the company management decided to send me to the US as an onsite engineer for our client. In the US I met Dinesh, a software professional working for a competing firm but posted in the same client’s office. We became friends, as for me, he was the only Indian connection in the US.

Very soon we started meeting a lot more, we started dating and 6 months later, decided to get married. Our parents did not object and we got married the same year when we came down to India. After that the next year onwards my company did not send me overseas. But Dinesh was again posted in the US for 6 months. 3 years passed without any problems apart from the minor domestic arguments. About 2 years ago, when I was packing his stuff for his next stay in the US, I came across his tab and upon opening the keypad found his inbox open. There were a lot of mails from 3 different women. I read a few and was shocked to know that my husband was cheating on me with 3 women all at the same time.

When I confronted him, he had no answers. I immediately went to my parents home. My dad called up his parents and informed them what their son was doing. Our parents tried to make him understand but his response was very causal. He said that since he is not going out with any women when he is in India, I should not have a problem and that I’m simply making a scene out of a small thing. This hurt me a lot. Everyone tried to persuade him to stop all the nonsense and stay back in India with me and his family. But he did not accept. I had no choice but to separate. I filed for a divorce and finally late last year we were legally separated.

But I could not get over the whole episode and was in almost in a depressive state of mind. That’s when my father suggested we come back to this town. And even I felt that I will get to meet you after so long”.

I was listening silently as she was telling her story. “So now you have come back to me because you had a bad experience in life. Before that you did not bother to even call me once” I said rudely as I felt irritated. “No Sammy that’s not the case. I did want to call you. But I was the one who went away from you when you told me your feelings. Deep inside I was ashamed and felt that I have hurt you by turning my back towards you”. She was almost in tears when she said this. That’s When I realized what the hell I just said. I regretted being rude. She already had a stream of tears rolling down her cheeks.

I got off the bed, went over to the chair where she was sitting, put my arm around her shoulder and moved her towards the bed. We both sat down on the edge of the bed. My arm was still across her shoulder. She put her head on my shoulder and we sat there silently for a few minutes. A few moments later we heard her parents walk up the staircase. That’s when she got up and walked up to the door and then walked up to the 2nd floor with them. She gave me a long look as she walked upstairs. I wasn’t sure what that look meant. Was it casual glance or did it mean more?? I was confused. But I did not let it bother me and lied down on the bed.

It was way past 6.30 pm when I woke up. I freshened up and walked down to the kitchen for a snack. I could hear our parents talking among themselves in the yard outside. They were probably sitting at the tea table in the garden I thought. But to my surprise I found Sujata sitting at the dining table. I picked up a couple of fruits and a bottle of water and sat down beside her. “Listen, I did not mean to be rude earlier today”. “Hey, it’s ok. I understand and I’m sure I too would have done the same thing in that situation”. I was happy that she wasn’t upset with me. I asked her if she would like some coffee to which she replied positively. And this is where everything suddenly changed.

I boiled the milk, had the cups ready with instant coffee powder. And as luck would have it, I dropped the milk utensil as I was pouring it in the cups. Some of the boiling hot milk fell on my waist and a lot fell on my thigh. I yelled as I felt the burning sensation. Instantly Sujata was by my side. By the time our parents ran inside, she had already helped me to the chair nearest to the kitchen. My mother immediately opened her first aid box and cleaned the would using cotton and then applied some cream which gave me a cool sensation. Thankfully my skin wasn’t stinging anymore and I could relax.

All this while, Sujata was watching quietly. My dad suggested I should go up to my room and rest for the evening. As I was about to go upstairs, to my surprise Sujata volunteered to come with me to my room and give me company. Everyone agreed and we both walked up to my room. Once inside she closed the door, but did not latch it. We chatted for a few minutes until I asked her if she would like to watch a movie. She agreed and we decided to watch one of her favourite movies which I, fortunately, had on my external hard drive. We connected it to the 40 inch LED tv on the wall opp the bed and sat down to watch. In order to be more comfortable, we moved up on the bed so that we could lean on it.

Midway through the movie, I don’t know what came over me. I slipped my hand over her shoulder. She did not object. And 5 minutes later, she had cuddled herself under my arm. I could not stop myself from rubbing her arm as my fingers rested on her. She seemed to like it and cuddled even closer. As the day started ending, the only light in the room was that from the t.v.. It was actually a very romantic moment and she too realised it.

Her head was under my shoulder. Suddenly she looked up to me. I was already looking at her as she turned. “What?” She asked with a half smile. “Nothing” was my reply but I continued looking at her. “Come on.tell me. What happened?” She asked again. I did not say a word. Just continued staring at her. It was at this moment when a magnetic force made me move towards her. And to my surprise, instead if backing away, she closed her eyes and waited in anticipation. I felt an electric thrill run through me as I felt her lips on mine. We kissed casually at first. But within a few moments, we were smooching each other like crazy. I don’t know how long this continued, but suddenly I heard my mom call out my name. I realized we were in my room in the same house as our parents. We broke the kiss and looked at each other. I could see she longed for more. I knew I felt the same as well.

We went down to the dining hall for dinner. By 9.30 pm we had all eaten and were sitting at the garden table. The climate was cool and we had blankets wrapped around ourselves. By 10.30 I excused myself and went up to my room. Before I reached my room my phone buzzed and I saw a message from Sujata. Just 1 line “Don’t you dare go to sleep without saying good night”. “What’s that supposed to mean?”. “Wait for some time, you will see”, was her response. By now my mind had already started fantasizing I shook my head in order to put out these thoughts and told myself that I cannot lust for her. I love her.

An hour later I heard the main door close and footsteps go up to the 2nd floor. A minute later my phone buzzed. It was Sujata, she wanted me to leave the door of my room open. I did as she said. 10 minutes later, the door swung open slowly. Sujata entered and latched the door slowly behind her. “Hey what are you doing?” I whispered. “Seriously, you don’t expect to SLEEP with me. We have just met after 15 years. “That’s not what I want” she whispered back. Without saying another word, she got on the bed and snuggled up to me just like she had done earlier. We were quiet for about 15 mins.. it seemed like ages to me and I thought she had fallen asleep when I heard a soft sniffle. She was crying. I did not know what to do or what to say.

So I did the 1 thing that thought was right at the moment. I wrapped my arm around her and held her as close to me as possible and as tight as possible. “Sammy,” she said softly, “when you kissed me this evening, I could feel your emotions. You still love me, don’t you?” I was quiet. She continued “you need not say it. I do understand that I’m now a divorcee and you will have your reservations to speak out”. “Please don’t say that”, I almost choked. “Yes, I still love you. All these years I have always loved you”. She smiled and brought her lips close to mine. We kissed again. It was the tender most feeling when we did it.

We continued kissing for a long time. I felt her tongue try to enter my mouth. I obliged and we were French kissing like no tomorrow. My hands slowly travelled below her waist n my fingers entered her night trousers. She moaned softly through the kiss as I squeezed her soft butt. I could not resist anymore. I broke the kiss and moved to her neck and shoulder. Kissing and biting softly. She was moaning softly, which was turning me on even more. Finally, I pulled away from her t-shirt and her bra. She had medium sized breasts and her nipples were erect. I moved from her neck to her nipples. She let out a deep breathed moan as I softly bit her nipple. I continued sucking her for a few more minutes. Then I moved down to her tummy and naval, circling it with my tongue. I felt her shudder with every movement. Slowly I pulled down her trousers and moved my face between her legs. She opened up and I kissed her panty. It was soaked and within a few seconds, I had got it off her. “Come on Sammy, lick my pussy” she groaned. I did as she said and got to work on her clit. She was in heaven as I continued licking her clit and pushed my tongue into her pussy. I felt the musky taste but continued licking and kissing it.

Suddenly she pulled my head away. “You have done your bit. It’s my turn now” saying this she started undressing me. In 30 seconds I was completely naked. She grabbed my erect cock and pulled it towards her mouth. I grimaced in pleasure as her tongue moved up my cock. She was now sucking it fiercely and I had to really struggle in order to not make any loud sounds. In less than 5 minutes I was ready to explode and told her it’s coming. She pulled my cock out of her mouth and started masturbating me vigorously. Within a few seconds, my load flew out of my cock straight on her waiting face. I fell on the bed beside her. She cleaned her face and was back beside me with her head on my shoulder. “Sammy I hope you liked that,” she said. “I loved it. But there still a lot more to come” I replied. She was very happy to hear that and I felt there was a naughty smile on her face.

We started kissing again and Within a few minutes, my cock was hard like a rock. I got on top of her in the missionary position. She opened up her legs and I slowly inserted my manhood into her love hole. We were both moist and wet and it slid into her easily. (I knew she is not a virgin as she was already married. I’m not married but I’m not a virgin either. But that’s a different story which May be I can narrate some other time). I started moving in and out of her. Slowly at first and then increased my speed. She was holding me around my neck and her grip got tighter as my speed increased. She was now biting my cheeks and neck between continuous moaning. Her moans were actually feeling real hot and making me go even faster.

In about 3-4 mins of hard grinding, I was ready to explode my load. She had already orgasmed once and as I shot my load onto her pussy, I felt her orgasm again. I played on her panting for a few minutes before sliding to her side. We were exhausted. And we were happy. She put her arm around me and we both drifted off to sleep.

I woke up at 6 am the next morning and found myself alone in the room. She had already woken up and gone back to her room. We met at the breakfast table at around 8.30 am and I could see that she had a very genuine smile on her face. Whatever sadness she had the previous day was gone. She told us excitedly that she will call her office and take a few days off so that they could spend more time with us. I was very happy hearing this and knew that this was just the beginning.

Well.. this is the story so far. But before I leave you guys I must say here that at this point of time, I had already made a strong bond with her. Mentally, emotionally and physically. My mind was running mad with a lot of questions. Will I be able to let her go again? If not, will my family accept her? Will I have to fight for her? Will her parents accept me?

Well.. only time will tell.. and the next few days will be crucial……………… until next time…

 

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