From the neighborhood...
Ms. Daisy was our company's Employee Relationship Manager. She was my neighbor and a good friend too. She had moved to my neighborhood when I was 20 years of age. Today, at 45 she is 15 years elder to me, but that had not affected our friendship in any way. We both worked for the same company and I was in her department. My role as the Asst. Manager (Employee Attritions) made me report to her directly. Many of our liking and opinions were similar. She was a spinster by choice. One of her lady friends is living with her. Daisy was an attractive woman. She is of wheat brown complexion, has a well curved figure and a lovely face to match. She was rumored to be a hard catch for the men.
I was waiting in her cabin to discuss some attrition issues that aggravated recently in our company. She had gone to the weekly discussions with the unions. I went through some magazines still she came. When she came, it was already 5 PM and everybody was getting to leave. She looked real tired. I asked her putting back the magazine on her table, "You look real tired! The Union guys were real tough today, I presume?"
"Yes, they were very adamant on the demand for higher overtime pays and more over Saritha kept me awake the whole night yesterday," she winked at me. The last remark didn't surprise me, as she was always so open with me. I looked at her sympathetically and invited her to my house for dinner. We finished the discussion soon and left the office together.
"Arun, aren't you coming with me?" she asked taking her car keys.
"Yes, but I will drive," I offered. My bike was given for service and will only get it the next day.
Our place was only an hour's drive from the company. On the way home we stopped at a restaurant not too far from the company and had coffee & some snacks. On our drive back home, her tiredness took over and she slept peacefully. All the while I was admiring her body. I had been having fantasies of her for the past two years since that incident. Red chiffon sari that she wore today had fallen off while she slept in the car. Her low cut black blouse showed much of her beautiful cleavage. Her white bra was visible through the sheer fabric of her blouse. I was having difficulty in concentrating on the road.
My hard member was constrained by the soft fabric of my underwear. I shifted myself to get a little comfortable. When I looked back at her, her sari had fallen off fully giving me a good view of her sexy navel. Her smooth yet slightly plump tummy was a view to behold. I was having the treat of my life. I was creating a picture of her gorgeous average sized breasts (34C I guess) and her shaven creamy pussy in my mind. I felt that her breasts need to be free and she needs a man's attention.
We reached her house. After I parked the car in her garage, I lifted the sari and covered her up. Then after once more admiring her body, I woke her up. She smiled at me and got up.
"The dinner will be waiting for you in about an hour or so," I informed her giving her the car key.
"Arun, I need to shower. Will be there around 9'O clock," before going inside she added, "Saritha has gone to her friend's house."
I could see the lights going on in her bathroom as I got out of my dress. After a quick shower, I went to the kitchen. I prepared some chapattis and heated the chicken curry from the last day. I also made a green salad. I was the sole inhabitant in this house, a bachelor. My parents passed away in a car accident when I was only two years of age. I was brought up by my mothers' parents. My mother was their only child. My grandparents passed away two years back. Daisy was a constant companion in my life since she moved into our locality. She was there to help me overcome the loss of my grandparents.
Daisy is the only person in my life now whom I could take for a family. I had an hour more left before she came for dinner. My thoughts wandered to her inviting body. Two years, it's been a sex less two years for me, apart from the fantasies I had about Daisy. Daisy had once told me about her lesbian inclinations and about her relationship with Saritha. But for me Daisy had become more than a friend and I wanted her badly. But I respected her preferences and privacy, so till date I have not told her my fantasies nor advanced on her.
Last week, I saw Saritha and her having sex. Our houses are side by side and my bedroom's windows were exactly opposite hers looking right into her room. It was a very warm night and there was no wind, so Daisy had kept her windows and curtains open. I came to see their hot sex by accident. Finding it hard to sleep that night I had mixed myself a drink and came near my windows. My eyes darted into her room and I saw in the light that came from her bed lamp, this two beautiful women having sex. I got fascinated by what I saw and was glued to it till they fell asleep in each other's embrace. I jerked off twice, standing there watching them. The next day when I had told her what I saw; she just smiled at me and changed the topic.
I got up from my thoughts, very hard from my thoughts. I wore a yellow tee-shirt and a black sports trousers over my favorite bikini underwear before answering the door bell. Daisy was in a blue sari that accentuated her beauty.
"You look real great in this sari," I complimented her.
As she walked into the dining hall, I was imagining her beautiful breasts and her shaven pussy under that sari, when suddenly she turned around and asked me, "Arun, what really happened in the car today? How come my sari was out of place when we reached home?"
I was hoping that she would not realize what happened, but women are better in sensing things amiss. I told her the truth.
I told her frankly, "Your sari had fallen off in your sleep. Your body were so inviting, I couldn't keep my eyes off you. When we reached home I lifted the sari back into its earlier position."
I feared a rebuke when she just smiled mischievously at me, "You silly boy! So you have desires for me? Since when?" her questions were plain and to the point.
I went silent as my mind was confused about what to say; what I say now might change our relationship. I didn't want to lose her friendship, but I have wanted her as a woman. I decided to be frank with her.
"Daisy (At home I had the freedom to call her by her name), what I am going to say might hurt you and our relationship but you should known that you have a special place in my heart and life," pausing to gather some courage I continued, "Since last two years I had been fantasying about you and had no other women in my thoughts." I was panting as I continued, "I want you desperately. I love you totally. But I respect your sexual preferences and privacy, so all these months I restrained myself from advancing on you in a sexual way."
Daisy was silent and was looking into my eyes. Her eyes then fell on the small but sure bulge in my pants.
"Lets have dinner first and then we will talk," she sat on the chair across me.
