I just walked inside a dunkin donut on a lousy Saturday evening. I was having a rough day. I looked at the available donuts there were not many options.
I ordered coffee and some donuts. While I was placing my order I saw this beautiful lady walk in. She looked really pretty and she looked like she was not having a good day as well. So, I thought I would make her feel better and I paid forward for her order. This was the first time I had done that and I was scared.
After she placed her order she was told it was already paid for. The barista pointed at me.
"That guy paid for it." She said.
She walked upto me and asked me why I did that. I told her why and said smiled and said thank you. I asked her why her day was bad she just said it was not going well and that's all she all she wanted to disclose as she did not want to share her problem with a stranger.
Since she was a beautiful woman I wrote down my number on a paper napkin and gave it to her and asked her to text me if she wanted someone to talk to. I got my coffee and I left. I felt good about my actions since she smiled when I handed my number to her.
I was hoping that she would text me but she did not text me on that day or on the next few days. I did get disappointed but I did not really think that she would since most Indian born girls may feel that move to be aggressive. Few days passed and still nothing.
Finally, on a Friday I received a text from an unknown number. My heart started beating fast and I was hoping that was her. In the text it said
"Hey donut guy, remember me? The girl whom you asked to text if she felt like talking to someone".
I exclaimed "Yess!! Yess!" sitting at my desk as I was about to leave work.
I did not reply right away as I thought it would look desperate. I waited until I got back home and then replied to her message.
We started texting back and forth having small talks about life in Boston. Even though I was not responding fast I felt that a connection between us.
She was an 27 year old Indian girl from Delhi and had moved to Boston a few months ago. She was a movie buff like I was and we also had alot of things to talk about as we were of the same age.
Few days passed and I asked her if she would like to go out on a date. She told me that she would like to talk to me on the phone first. I called her immediately and she did not pick up my call. She asked me to call her the next day in the afternoon.
I called her the next day during my lunch break and while we were speaking she told me that she was married. This was a big shock. She never brought that up when we were texting. I felt bad about thinking that we had a great connection since she was married.
I asked her if her husband knew that she was talking to me.
She said "No!"
That's when I started realizing why she was texting me at odd hours. Like we uses to start talking after 11 in the night and we barely spoke during days on the weekends.
I did not think this was right and asked her what she was looking for. Is it just someone to talk to as she did not have many friends in Boston? Or was she looking for something more?
I knew the answer would be someone to talk to as she's an Indian and we care about what other think alot! Her response took me completely by surprise.
She sent "Something more than just texting."
I was a bit startled by her response. This was scary and exciting at the same time. I asked her if she was being serious and joking around. She told me that she was serious. I got really curious as in why would someone think of cheating on their partner when they have got married a year ago. I decided to go with the flow and spoke to her for a while and hung up.
I messaged her later in the day. Our conversations turned sexual after that. We were just discussing about fantasies and mostly they were about mine. She did not really reveal her fantasies when I asked her. She told me how her husband neglects her, emotionally abuses her and not a great lover. The story of marrying someone whom you barely know.
We started sharing nudes and she had really beautiful 36 B cup boobs with long brown nipples. I really wanted to play with them. She used to send me her nudes during the day while I was at work as she would be alone. This made it really hard to focus on work. We decided to meet up in real life. She told me that her friend was visiting Boston and she would have lunch with her and spend the rest of the day with me.
The day we decided to meet was finally here. I cleaned up my apartment and myself as well. Made sure everything looked perfect. I went to the place where we decided to meet up and I bought her flowers. She really liked that gestures. I brought her back to my apartment.
I poured her a drink and started having small talk. Once we were done with our first drink I wanted to lean in for a kiss but I thought it would be super normal to do that. I wanted to surprise her. I asked her to look for something that we could watch on Netflix.
I went to use the bathroom and took off all my clothes. I am pretty confident about my body as I work out but I was scared if this was too much too soon? I gathered all my courage and walked into the living room when she was sitting.
As soon as I walked in her eyes lit up. She did not see that coming.
I am standing in front of her completely naked and after a gasp and a couple of seconds of silence she smiled. I was so relieved and walked up to her, grabbed her arm and pulled her closer to me.
I asked her if she liked what she saw. She could not take her eyes off of my penis. I pulled her closer and kissed her. She leaned in and started kissing back. She uses alot of tongue while she kissed and I like that. I slowly moved my hands on her butt, grabbed them and while kissing I was spanked her, she lifted her left leg and kinda wrapped her leg around me. I then moved my hands under her top and squeezed her boobs over her bra.
We broke the kiss and I pulled her top off. She was wearing this beautiful black lingerie bra in which I could almost see her nipples. I started kissing her neck and she started to hug tightly. I pushed her against the wall and started kissing her again and I removed her bra. The sight of those amazing boobs was so good. I started to suck on one of them and squeezed the other. She started to breathe heavily. The harder I suck and squeeze the hearder she was breathing and moaning.
I pushed her onto the couch and I started removing her skirt. She was wearing a thong which matched her bra. This was a bit shocking as she was an Indian born girl and they are a bit conservative. I took a step back and looked at how beautiful her naked body was.
I made her bend over the couch and I spanked her. The first time it was just heavy breathing then I started spanked her hard. The harder I spanked the more she moaned but never asked me to stop. I start kissing her on her inner thigh.
I made her turn around and sit on the couch. She spread her legs apart and I pulled her panties aside and spread her lips. I licked my right index finger and middle finger and started rubbing her clit clock wise and anti clock wise direction. While I was doing that I started slowly kissing her thighs and worked my way up to her pussy. I took my hands off of her pussy and started massaging her nipples. She was expecting me to started licking her clit but I wanted to tease her.