She was classmate in the university. Now she has become a faculty there. I went to meet her and she invited me to her home for dinner. What ensued is a lot more filling than dinner.
She, continuing to stare into my eyes, said, ‘Anand, you have not changed much. And it is a pity that you aren’t married yet. If you were waiting for me, why didn’t you inform me, stupid?’
‘You too haven’t changed much. But I can see your boobs have grown bigger’ I laughed. I used to tease her about her big boobs then. She looked down at her own boobs and laughed heartily, ‘mmm, may be they miss you’. I remembered I had touched them once accidentally, and she took me to task for that.
I retorted, ‘let me console them’. She slapped playfully on my hand, ‘you idiot, you have not changed at all’. ‘Yes, in these things, I have not changed, and I have no intention to change, too’ I declared. ‘Then, tell me how may boobs did you lay your hands on? Or did you advance any further?’ she lowered her voice and asked inquisitively. The fact is, I am not an outgoing guy, and therefore never had an opportunity to approach any other female. Knowing my ‘capability’ she said, ‘aah…I know you would have spent dreaming but never would have touched a woman’. I just smiled. ‘Grow up, man, grow up. Today, my research students are fucking their colleagues’ she said as if revealing a secret. I gathered courage and asked, ‘did you fuck anyone?’ She laughed and said, ‘what do you think?’ I said I don’t know. She said, ‘if you want to know, come to my home for dinner tonight. This is not a right place to talk about such things’ she laughed again. I looked at her shaking boobs behind her sari.
I realized I would be late to my conference. So, I took leave of her, with a promise to meet at her home in the evening.
After the conference, I headed straight to the hotel, changed into something convenient, and went to Kalpana’s house. It was a posh locality. I rang the calling bell and Kalpana opened the door for me. I looked around her luxurious house and thought that she must be rich. She could be, because she has a good job, she stays alone and obviously fat bank balance.
She was apparently waiting for me. She wore a thin sari which erotically displayed her shape. She came with a soft drink and we sat on the sofa together and began some small talk. She sat very close to me and looked into my eyes as she talked. She suddenly kissed me on my lips. I was surprised but took a deep breath and gave a long hard passionate kiss. Then breaking away, she noticed the bulge in my pants. ‘Ah, you wanted to check my boobs, didn’t you?’ she teased me, moving back and wriggling her boobs with both hands. I was surprised again, seeing her become so brave.