Sonia and I were back to the daily grind of the office. We were in different departments, but, due to the fact that I handled sales and her department handled the co-ordination of despatches and invoicing, we used to see each other a lot and often memories of the great time we had came back to us. When no one was looking, Sonia would give me mischevious smiles which would send my cock rocketing up in my pants. Some times the erection would become obvious to her and she would slowly show me her tongue in simulation of the licking her tongue gave my cock. Many a times, I would discretly vibrate my tongue as if it was vibrating on her clitty or on her nipple. She would blush and would later tell me "Anil jan aap aise karte ho, to meri choot geeli ho jaati hai (Anil, darling, when you do this to me, my pussy gets very wet)."
One day, she called me up on the office intercom system to tell me that her boss had told her that she was to travel outside the city for a couple of days to Baroda, since one our vendors had taken an advance, but, had not supplied the components required for completion of an order. She asked me if I too could manage a trip to Baroda, so that we could be together, without any one being wise to it. I asked her the date when she was to leave and when she was to be back. She gave me the dates.
I too had some customers in Baroda, who had not been visited for quite some time. Even the regular orders which were coming from these customers had become sporadic. So, I suggested to my boss that to revive these customers' orders and also scout for more customers, it may be prudent for me to visit them. Since the particular period was lean in terms of Head Office work-load, my boss eagerly agreed to it.
However, the logistics had to be worked out. Sonia was permitted only 1st Class or 2-tier Airconditioned Sleeper fare, as per company rules, while I could fly as well as travel by Rajdhani Express in 1st Airconditioned Class. To keep up pretences, I decided to tell Sonia to get her ticket through our regular travel agent, and tell her boss and colleagues that she would be staying with her cousin in Baroda. After she got her ticket, she handed it over to me, and I went to the nearest Railway booking Office, and returned her ticket and obtained two tickets for a 1st Class Airconditioned coupe (two bedded cabin) in the Rajdhani Express leaving for Baroda at 4:15 p.m. a week later. I also called up the local reservation office of the Hotel Chain having a Hotel in Baroda to book a Double room in my name.
That week was spent in anticipation - both of us looking forward to the trip and fantasising on what all we would do during the trip. For obvious reasons, we decided to reach the Railway Station on our own.
I got to the Railway Station at about ten to four and identified the coach and the coupe and let the coolie put my baggage under the lower berth. Then I went to the coach door and started looking up and down the platform, eagerly looking for Sonia to arrive. Soon I saw my sexy Sonia, weaving her way through the crowded platform. I waved out to her and she headed towards me carrying an overnighter kind of a bag. I escorted her to our coupe and said, "Come on in and have a seat."
Though both of us wanted to kiss and hug each other passionately, we just exchanged small pecks on each other's cheeks till the checking-in formalities were completed. We both sat on the lower berth and she observed the coupe in awe. She saw the coupe with all its luxuries and asked me if we will have privacy once the train started. I kept my hand on her slim and sexy thigh and caressing it, said "Meri Maharani ke liye, sub kucch badhiya hona chahiye. To main is se kam ka to soch hi nahin sakta. After all my Darling is the best in the world." She shivered at my touch, so I asked her "Kya thand lag rahi hai (Are you feeling cold)?" She said, "Nahin. Aapke chhoone se hi kucch kucch hota hai (No. Your touch makes me shiver with excitement)".
Soon, the Train Conductor came and checked our tickets and wished us a happy journey. A few moments later, the train started moving out of the station. I closed the door to the coupe and stood with my arms apart. Sonia immediately caught the hint and came into my arms. I kissed her face, her eyes, her nose and then latched on to her mouth. our tongues started duelling with each other, while my hand slipped down her back to her kameez (along shirt worn by Indian girls) and salwaar (a loose pajama kind of an apparel worn to cover the hips and legs, under the long shirt) clad ass and started kneading her sexy moons. I was both surprised and thrilled to find that she wasn't wearing any panties under the salwaar, since I could touch the soft globes of her ass through the slippery material of her salwaar. Sonia too closed the distance between our bodies, so that her pussy mound started grinding against my cock, which had been erect all the time I was in the presence of this nymph.
"I have to freshen up a bit." she said. "I'll be right back." She picked up the towel provided by the Railways and headed towards the toilets.
I took off my clothes and slipped into comfortable night clothes (kurta-pajama). She came back about five minutes later. "There, I have freshened up now," she said closing the door, "I'll just turn off the overhead lights and leave the bed light on. Did you think about me this last week?"
"All the time. It was a little hard not to."
"Good. I'm glad. Anil, lets play show and tell. You tell me what you want to see and I will show it to you. Then I will tell you what I want to see and you show it to me. About the only rules are: One, that you only ask the other person to see something that will require that person to take off one piece of clothing at a time. And two, that you can't ask for a piece of clothing."
"And if I ask for something that really requires two pieces to come off?", I asked.
"You lose that turn and I take nothing off!", she replied.
"Okay, I like simple games. Uh...Yeh kaise pata lagega ki kaun jeeta (How will we know who won)?" I asked.
"Uski kisi ko kya parvah (Who cares). Asli maza to khel mein hai (The pleasure is in the playing)", she said. "Are you sure no one is going to come in here?"
"Not a chance. Maine darwaaze par taala laga diya hai (I have locked the door). All we have to do is talk softly and on one will have a clue about what's going on in here", I told her. "Okay, I'll start your game. I want to see......your stomach." I thought that would get the kameez off.
She stood up, crossed her arms in front of her, took hold of the bottom of the kameez and very slowly pulled it up and over her head. I knew she had a nice body, but with her kameez coming off, it was looking even better. Her perky breasts were being restrained by a pink lacy bra that let the areola show through quite clearly. Her nipples were also hard and sticking out straining the lacey material holding them back. She folded the kameez slowly, and put it on the corner of the berth, and sat back down. Now it was her turn. "Now lets see," she said "how about....let's see your chest."
I stood up and took my time undoing the buttons of my kurta and then pulled it off slowly over my head, and hung it from one of the pegs provided. When I sat back down I said "My turn....hmm.....mujhe apne pyare pyare mamme dikhao (please show me your tits)."
It was a front closing bra. She smiled and undid the clasp. Without taking the bra off, she just let it go. The cups separated some leaving the area between her breasts exposed, but the better part of her breasts remained covered by the lace, including her nipples. "Okay?" she asked.
"Not exactly what I had in mind. They're still covered."
"Hmm...I thought they were pretty exposed. They feel pretty exposed. Shayyad main aapka matlab nahin samjhi (Maybe I have not understood you properly). Kya aap karke dikha sakte hain ki aap kya chahte hain (can you show me what exactly you want)."
I leaned over to her and slowly slipped each shoulder straps off her shoulders. When they fell down her arm, they let the cups slide off her breasts. Sonia lifted her arms out of the straps and the bra fell on the berth. She had beautiful pointed nipples that were sticking straight out. "Uff kitne pyare hain!(Oh God! They are so lovely)" I said quietly.
