Memories Of Past Relationship
Hey I am Atharva back again with my last story hope you like it.This story goes back when I was 18 years old when I masturbated without knowing what it was.My parents have a business so they don’t have much time, usually in the summer vacation I used to go to my grandparent’s house in my city.They have a huge bungalow. It is actually a very lonely and very rich area there are big bungalows and farmhouses.I used to roam on my bicycle particularly in afternoon or sometimes at night at 11 or 12 pm (I used to sneak) with my dog following me admiring those big houses designed very beautifully.The area was especially alive during night time buzzing with party peoples.One afternoon my bicycle was broken so I was jogging with my buddy at around 4 pm when I went in a lane which was a dead end but I still went there unwittingly. There was a yellow house at the end of a lane and I happened to see a very mysterious sight a woman whom I couldn’t see clearly was in a pink gown sitting on a terrace which was covered by glass. She was sitting on a big recliner her left hand was inside her gown and she was shouting very weirdly I couldn’t see her face. But at that time I experienced an erection and was very curious that what was she doing at that time my dog started barking she was startled by hearing it she looked at me and smiled. That’s it, I was terror-stricken and retreated quickly. I went quickly back to my house which was one block away slammed the gate open and went to my bedroom.To be honest, I was very puzzled, what was she doing? Why was she shouting?Why did she smile at me like a ghost? Was she a witch who kidnapped small boys? My mind was full of questions like these and I why I was I having an erection. I masturbated myself and started reading a book. I wanted to my ask my nana and nani about that lady but my mischievous mind got the better of me but I refrain myself and thought that I should go there tomorrow again. Next day I went there again cautiously approached the house to my horror she was staring at me from the terrace and smiling at that time the smile was different it was less creepy. I also smiled back she signaled with her finger at me to come inside.I still remember how loud my heart was beating and remembering all those kidnapping stories I heard from newspaper and the idiot box. She came outside the house and opened the huge iron gate accompanied by her trained rottweiler who was surprisingly quiet. Alladin(name of my dog) became quiet suddenly.She asked me to leave the dog outside in the backyard with hers. I went inside it was a big house. We went to the backyard to leave our dogs there.She asked me that do you want something to eat.She came back into the hall with chocolate.I asked her that don’t you have a watchman , she said no as her dog takes care of her.I told her that I live at my grandparents and my parents are very busy.She asked me that why did ran yesterday are you scared of me ?Little bit I answered and what were you doing yesterday ?She started laughing and told me that you are naughty aren’t you? I was puzzled and she noticed it and said don’t worry I will tell you after some time.She inquired that whether I had any friends here I told her no I was bored here.Now you have a friend here she answered excitingly.We talked about various topics that day like girlfriends, my crushes , her boyfriends and dogs.I noticed that it was 6 pm and I had to go so I told her that and went back to my home.Frankly she was was good looking, fair in her early 30s had a medium sized boobs (I am not an ass guy) tall around 5 ’11 and a little bit fat but fit she used to go to the gym every day.She had called me tomorrow at around 12 as she was ordering a pizza for me and her.I went there she was dressed in a nice track suit we went in her entertainment room and started watching a movie. Relishing the pizza , she asked me why have I never proposed to a girl I like. I told her that the sadly I have never talked with a girl longer than a minute and was really scared of her. She started laughing and told me that don’t worry consider me as your friend and talk with me. I laughed innocently and sighed a huge relief as the next week I will not die of boredom.We became good friends as I got to know another type of human being and she had somebody to talk.Next two-three days that aunty became my best friend that even my best friend was no competition to her. Our conversions never seem to end hours passed like seconds. We even went to the german bakery the waiter thought that we were mother-son duo.She asked that whether I have ever seen naughty films I said no but I have heard about a film called american pie from my school friend and it has a lot of kissing she started laughing at me and asked if kissing is the only naughty thing I know. I answered that there is one more thing but you would be angry if you heard it she said try me smilingly. I said booby press silently she was trying hard to control laughter as she sensed I was offended when she laughed on me like that. She told me that do you think that girls don’t like honka honka I said yes.She told me that you are lucky that you have such a wonderful friend who will tell whats wrong whats right.I was little bit surprised and asked her that do you like it. She stared at me and said yes nearly every girl likes her boobs pressed.I was staring at her boobs she had worn a t-shirt which was showing her half cleavage. She asked me that whether I want to see her boobies I was silent as I was afraid to answer.