The Neighbour Lady – Part 1

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I live in Kerala. I am currently working in Kochi. I commute by train every day and it takes like 1 hour for my journey on one side. I was a virgin until recently and what made me lose my virginity is what I would like to tell you.

Work is boring usually. It gets late at night occasionally. 4 months back, In July rainy day it was around 7:30 at night I left work. I rushed to the railway station but missed the train by a fraction of a minute. Apparently, there was a railway line maintenance going on and most of the trains were late during that time (The trains are still late by the way).

So I decided to wait for the next train which was still a half hour away. At that time, I saw this familiar face in the station.There she was, Ragini. She was my neighbor.

I seldom talk with people around me as I am an introvert and mostly avoid people even if I happen to meet familiar people in public. I feel awkward. Doesn’t know what to talk. Where to start. How do you do it?

So I wanted to avoid Ragini too. I don’t know much about Ragini apart from the fact that she is near my home and she has one small lousy kid. I heard my parents talk about them sometimes. They moved in like 3 years back. I casually had a talk with her husband once about something I don’t even remember what.

In the station, suddenly she spotted me. It was like an awkward situation. We both never talked to each other so was confused what to do. There is no way now. I have to make up something. I walked towards her with an awkward smile.

Here is how it went.

Me : Hey, how long have you been here?

She: Reached just now.

Awkward silence

Me: You go by this train every day?

She : Nah. I got late today. Was running to catch the beforehand train. And I have to reach home fast too. I am so tired.

He: The next train is in 30 minutes I guess.

She: Yeah

So we were standing there for like 2 minutes without knowing what to do and then I proposed to have a tea from the nearby tea stall to break the silence.

Me: You go alone daily?

She: I have a friend who gives company mostly. Looks like I missed her too today.

He: You come and go by train always. Why haven’t I met you before, then?

She didn’t reply anything, but rather laughed. She laughed because she didn’t know how to answer that. I joined her too.

We enquired the officials about the timings of next train and they said, the train is late again by another hour. I was so angry and tired at that point. I can see Ragini was too.

There I proposed to her that we can go by bus if we want. There was no point in waiting for the train for another hour. By that time, we could reach our homes safely. She agreed to the point and we took an auto to the bus stand.The bus stand was nearby and it took 5 minutes. I gave the charge for the auto even though she reluctantly made a move to share her charge.

There was a bus to our place that leaves in 10 minutes and it was only a quarter full. We got in very fast and there are a lot of empty seats.

This is again awkward as we thought where to sit. We are not friends. Not even relatives. Men and Woman in Kerala rarely sit in bus seats together (Even though they have no problem doing that on trains).

Ragini is 5’7″. Average fit. Average complexion. There she was wearing a black silk saree with green lining. She looked amazing that night. It was a deciding moment for me. She was walking in front. There were ladies seats and general seats vacant in that bus and she got seated in a general seat for two. She didn’t say anything to me, but I thought It was a welcome for me to sit nearby her. I didn’t even ask her, but I just want to sit with her that moment.

She took the window seat and I sat right adjacent to her. She gave me a smile. Thank god.

We didn’t talk anything till the bus started.

Me: Did your husband call?

She: No

Me: He will be worried.

She: Yeah.

Me: You had love marriage?

(I swear to god, I still don’t know why I asked that)

She: Hahahaa. No. What?

Me: Nothing.

She: Tell me.

Me: You are way pretty for him.

She: Hahaha. He is a nice person. You two are friends. Right?

Me: I hardly even talked to your husband. I am more friends with you than him now.

She: Aaaha. Are we friends now?

Me: Yep.

She seems to be enjoying the conversation now which made me a little flirty. The rain started to pour. I asked her to roll down the windows. She reluctantly did.

Me: You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to.

She: It’s okay.

Me: No I am serious. Roll it up.

By saying that I got up and rolled up the windows only for the water to come in. She seems to be enjoying the rains.

Honestly speaking, by this time I too was enjoying this. We two were getting wet in the rains and she was looking gorgeous. But we had to roll it up again as the guy in the back seat complained about it.

She: That guy is annoying.

Me: Can’t blame him. You were acting like a kid who hasn’t got wet before.

She: Its fun. Isn’t it?

Me. I don’t know. You are the one who enjoys getting wet. (Wait. What did I say?)

Awkward silence.

The roads were pathetic. The bus was bouncing too much and so are we. The driver was reckless and he was going at full speed even on curves. Surely I was enjoying all these.I was getting thrust upon Ragini on every left turn from the driver and she was coming towards me for right turns. We both were smiling when this happens every time.

There was the moment I decided to try my luck. I don’t have any previous experience in this apart from reading from this website. I don’t even know if those stories were true, which most of them aren’t. I didn’t know which was the perfect moment. But I just decided to give it a try.

I acted like I am a little uncomfortable with my hands. So I took my left hand and stretched it on top of both of our seats. Then I gradually took it down behind her head.She suddenly felt my hands and moved her head forward. I decided not to look at her. She didn’t look at me either. We didn’t speak. But I decided to continue.

I slowly placed my hands on her shoulder. Okay. She stopped moving. I rested my hands there for like the next 2 minutes. She didn’t respond. I slowly released my hands completely. Now my fingers are touching her arms. I caressed through her fingers. She kept mum. But she became fully aware of this. Our stop was about to come. Now I decided to be aggressive and held her right hand with my right hand.

I couldn’t believe my luck. I thought I was dreaming. There was this woman whom I cannot even dream of having to hold my hands in a transport bus in the night. We both looked at each other. I wanted to kiss her but it wasn’t possible. And our stop was about to come. The conductor started calling us too.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. We have to get up. The bus stopped. We got down. Her husband was there waiting for her at the bus stop. She got on his bike.

She didn’t even glance at me. I started walking towards my home.

If you liked this, tell me. Will publish the next part of the sex story soon.