My Horny Things With Debolina Ch 01

I met Debolina on 28 June 2**7, the day of my interview at **** University. I was a fresher who had recently completed his PhD in engineering from a very reputed college and was really confident of landing this job. She was checking her mobile when I walked into the waiting room before our interviews.

I took the sofa to her side and made myself comfortable. She looked up from her mobile and smiled. I smiled back, conscious that a lady, a good looking lady actually, was greeting me.

"Which department?" she asked. Her voice was deep which was somehow not fitting her personality. She was short in height, had neck length hairs, was wearing a saree which was clearly not her regular attire (she carried it with difficulty) and was having a cute smile on her face. All in all I expected a squeaky, childish kind of voice. But she had a rich sound.

"Nuclear Engineering," I answered, pushing these thoughts back, "You?"

"Humanities. Geography to be precise."

"Nice!" I said, not knowing how to continue the conversation.

"First interview?" she asked, clearly taking an interest in continuing the talk.

"Actually yes. How did you know?" I was surprised.

She chuckled, "You do not have the documents folder in your hands. It is the first thing that they always ask and you should stumble around in front of the committee."

I hurriedly opened my laptop bag and started taking out the folder.

She laughed out loud. "Arey baba. Chill. It's no big deal. I didn't mean to freak you out"

"No. Actually, Thank you. You seem to have given a lot of interviews"

"Yeah. This is my..." she paused to think for a second "seventh interview. Before this I have worked in 6 different universities."

"Wow!! You a veteran." I laughed, she seemed easy going enough and I relaxed "Which was your last place of work?"

"Dehradun university. And please don't call me veteran. Makes me seem old. I am just 29, well I WILL be 29 this coming September"

"Excuse me for saying this, but you look way younger than 29, I thought 24-25 maybe." I hazarded a compliment, semi-sure that she will take it well.

She blushed. "No woman will ever mind if you call her younger than her actual age!!! What about you though? How old are you?"

"I will be 30 this coming December" I answered back.

"Well, you do not look like it either" she said letting out a laugh.

I laughed as well.

We both paused for a fraction of second, silently seeing each other, then she adjusted the saree on her shoulder, covering her left arm which was almost completely visible as she was wearing a sleeveless blouse.

I cleared my throat, starting on another topic, "where do you live presently?"

"Saket" she said "I take the metro. What about you?"

"I live two stations down from you, Green Park. I too take the metro!!"

Both of us laughed out once again, not knowing for what reason. This was rapidly turning out into the kind of encounters you had in a rom-com.

"Well how do you plan to go till the metro station?" I asked. The university was a bit far from the metro station and I had no idea about the public transportation situation. I don't know why, but I had already started relying on her expertise for some reason.

"Will book a cab. Same way that I came here" she said.

"Well, if our interviews end around the same time maybe we can share the cab and the fare." I said.

"Done. I hope both of us gets through then we can share cab fare for both ways" she said with a smile.

"Done" I replied back with a smile. Just then the door to the waiting hall opened and a lady came in.

"Hello guys, my name is Deepika. I am the head HR here. Dr. Drugesh needs to go to the ground floor for his interview and Miss Debolina is to go to the third floor in the Humanities deptt. for hers. If you guys will accompany me I will escort you to your rooms"

Both of us got up. Debolina extended her hand to me, "All the best"

"All the best to you too" I completed the hand shake.

***

My interview finished earlier. It went exceedingly well and I was in a good enough mood to go and get a coffee at the cafeteria before going over to the waiting room. I was only half expecting that Debolina would be waiting for me but she indeed was!

Seeing me she got up from her seat, almost at the edge of laughter, "Tell me you got through too" she almost squealed with happiness.

I raised my coffee cup and nodded with a smile.

"yay!!!" she spread out her hands and came in for a hug.

I had no option but to reciprocate.

There will be some point in time when Debolina would be moaning with lust as I would be slurping her pussy juices, or she would be humming with satisfaction as she sucked my cock and looked up in my eyes, or she abused me filthily as she pleasured herself with a dildo and I could just watch ; but all those moments of sexual ecstacy will never be able to match the feeling of hugging her for the first time.

She wrapped her naked arms around my neck. I could smell the mixture of cologne and sweat from her armpits. Her curly hair was all over my face. As I completed the hug I was acutely aware that my left arm was being tightly wrapped across her partially naked back, while my right hand, still holding the cup of coffee, hovered above her waist. Her breasts pressing against my chest as I lowered myself to compensate for the height difference during the hug. I could see her ear lobes and the jewellery in them, but most erotic of all I could see drops of sweat on her neck and that was the sexiest thing that I ever saw in a woman till that time.

... to be continued