I waved farewell to my friends as I went back to my seat. It was pleasant surprise for me to find that, the seat opposite to me is occupied by a beautiful family. The thing that made the family beautiful was their only daughter, who occupied the seat in front of me by the window. I leaned my head on my side of window as I took a glance at the girl in front of me.
She might be around the age of 20 with perfect curves all over her petite body. The chudhidhar she wore clutched her hips and breasts tightly exposing their shape perfectly. I ran my eyes on her face which was a little less cute than the rest of her. But When I moved it down her cheeks everything was perfect. Her neck was slender and soft with a drop of sweat flowing down. Her fingers with a red nail color wiped it off profusely.
I moved my view lower to her round breasts, past her tummy with a few extra pounds and resting in between her creamy thighs.
"I want this night to become much more interesting than it is now," I wished in my heart as I took my blanket out of my baggage. I made my bag as the pillow as I rested my head on it. I slept on the upper berth dreaming something nice about me and the unnamed girl.
I woke up suddenly due to my kind of nightmarish dream.
I checked my watch to find out that it is already half past 12 in the midnight. I got off my berth and lowered myself down. I was quite surprised to find the girl missing in her place. I walked towards the wash basin to clear up my drooling face. There she was standing looking out with the door open.
Her long hair was fluttering in the wind blowing from outside. I walked over to the basin and washed my face. I wiped my face as I turned to face her. She saw me and gave out a friendly smile. I couldn't believe myself as I smiled back sheepishly.
"Hi," she said.
"Hi," I replied as I kept staring at her pretty face. "Do I look so ugly?" she giggled.
"No, you just look really pretty and I couldn't take my eyes off your face."
"Oh, really," she replied as I leaned back on the rocking carriage of the train.
"You look handsome too."
I smiled as I eyed her breasts heaving up and down as she breathed. The blowing wind swished her hair on to her face disturbingly. She tried to push it back again and again but in vain.
We started talking as if we were childhood friends. She shared her experiences in life to which I listened patiently. Then she asked me about my life.
"Had you ever loved someone?" She questioned me.
"Nope, not yet."
"How about you?" I questioned back to her.
"Not yet," She replied.