The Unexpected Encounter – Part I

Hey there, I am back again after a while. I am a 23 year old guy from Bangalore. You can reach me out at [email protected]. Well to begin with I would like tell guys to control your hormones. It’s good to read stories now and then and cheap to stare and comment on each and every girl you see and even more disgusting to force a person for sex! These days’ maniacs don’t spare kids also. So guys take your dick out when necessary, if you are that out of control go to a prostitute, if you can’t afford then jerk off yourself.

This incident happened to me two months back, I had to work a bit late in office, and it had been a pretty hectic day in office; work and loads of work. It had been 10 hours of non-stop work, God bless the inventor of coffee. The time was around 9.30 P.M and there were very few souls left in my bay. I got up to stretch my legs and turned back to see the people still toiling in office and there was she. The girl I secretly admired. Let’s keep her name secret only. She was also tired with the work. Both of us were in the same team. She is a year elder to me, but looks like an 18 year old stunner. The maker had given her not only good and charming looks but also endowed her with awesome figure. She had a cute smile, although she seldom smiles, thanks to the work stress. But when she does, one forgets all his worries. I had developed a crush over her, had been talking to her for quite a few months now. We were good friends. I cared a lot for her, she knew that. I had learnt that she had a BF. That did break my heart, but heart is meant to be broken, isn’t it?

She had only told me once that she had a BF, I was devastated, but acted cool, she told me she wasn’t happy with him. He never cared for her the way she cared for him. He never took interest in her. She suspected that he cheated on her. I was angry and surprised. Angry because that moron had the most beautiful girl in his life and he didn’t respect it. He had a diamond with him and he had kept it aside, I was surprised at her, and on my asking she told she knows that he doesn’t love her but she loves her from the bottom of her heart and she couldn’t stop doing that. Love is a very complicated word and we Indians have made it a joke. Meet a girl today, chat with her for 2 days and on the third day tell her “Baby I love you more than anything else in the whole world”. Bull Shit! I find the foreigners are very much matured when it comes to relationships than us. They take more than a year to confirm that they love a person. Anyways, back to the story. The moment I knew this I felt bad for her and then and there, there was a new meaning and aim in my life. So what if we were only friends. I will take care that she doesn’t feel sad even once when I am around. I would always keep her smiling.

I always used to interact a lot with her, make her laugh, tease her and share stuff with her. Good times pass by fast, don’t they? Now back to that fateful day. She looked stressed in the office. I too wanted a break. I went near her and asked her for a coffee. Frankly I didn’t want another cup. I had had enough of it already, but the prospect of spending time with her always gave me goose bumps. She happily agreed. We went down to drink tea. By the time we reached down, it started to rain, and people who are from Bangalore might know it that it rains quite heavily here. Both of us were standing like this sipping the coffee and enjoying the awesome climate. The cool climate was turning me on. I was looking at her gorgeous face. I so badly wanted to kiss her.

She: what are you staring at?
Me: nothing. Just thinking of something…
She: and sir, what would that be?
Me: was thinking what if both of us dance in the rain.
She: are you mad?
Me: kind of, don’t you want to be?
She: I would love to but how would I…

Before she could have told something I had caught her hand and dragged her into the rain. The place where we were was behind the company building, no one would be there at that time, so both of us got drenched in the rain. We stayed under the rain for some 15-20 minutes. Then we came back under a shelter because she started sneezing. We then started to count our options. There was no point going back to office again. Her cab was at 11.30 PM and her PG being far I suggested that we go over to my place as it was nearby. She was a bit hesitant at first but then agreed. We were walking in the rain towards my house. My princess was sneezing and sneezing. There wasn’t an auto in sight for us to take. Another 10 minutes’ walk and we were in my place.

A bit messy my house was that day, mostly because of my roommate who had gone to his home town, meaning both of us were alone. I had no bad thoughts in my head. She kept on sneezing.
Me: I think you have caught a bad cold. You need to change into something dry.
She: but I don’t have anything to wear.
Me: you can take a few of my clothes.
She: ha! You must be joking right? Aaaachooo…

I took her to my room and opened my wardrobe and asked her to take whatever she like while I go and make something hot for her. She nodded her head and closed the door after I left the room to change. I make hot badam milk for both of us. She took her time to come out. But when she came out, she was looking stunning in my big t-shirt which was loose for her and my shorts. She had tried her hair and body with the towel I had given. I think she had still her wet inner on. I didn’t wanna tell her to take it off, maybe she wasn’t comfortable. We sat in the hall and were drinking coffee and talking. Time passes so soon when I talk with her. I could feel her getting uncomfortable. I asked her what it was. She tried changing the topic but then when she couldn’t take it. She told that it’s her wet inner. I told her if it is that irritating for her, why doesn’t she take it off and put it for drying in the bed and turn on the fan. It may dry in an hour. She nodded and proceeded towards the room. She came back after ten minutes. I couldn’t help staring her pointed nipples poking out of her t-shirt. I think she noticed that. I quickly turned my head.

To be continued in the next part. Please do rate this story and do provide your valuable feedback to [email protected], and if I get a good response I will post the next part. And please do not ask me for any pics in your mails. I won’t share any.