My Confessions : Tanya Part 1
Tanya was 23 years old when we met. She was doing her Engineering and she lived with her older Brother in Bangalore. She was 5′8″. She was fair. She had a round and beautiful face. Straight black hair that came down till her elbows. She wasn’t fat or plump. But she was thick or a full figure like those milf pornstars you see on porn sites. Her most notable features were her eyes but more importantly it was her breasts and her thighs. Although, Given her structure, she didn’t have much ass. I am an average looking guy, fair, widow’s peak, I always have a stubble, I’m athletic built. I was 21 when I met her and I was living by myself in a 2 bedroom apartment in Bangalore fully funded by my father. I had already been in 4 relationships each lasting 1-3 months before I met her. After the 4th breakup, I indulged in casual sex with a bunch of girls in an on-off basis. Tanya and I met outside a pub. I was leaving the place at around 12 AM and as I crossed the front door towards the stairs, I saw her. She seemed to be arguing with the guy she was with. My friends and I said our drunk asses goodbyes and they left on their bikes that were parked on the side of the road. My car was in the basement and I started walking down… As I reached my car, I saw her. She was leaning against the back of my car and she was crying. And, Me: Are you okay? Her: Yes, I’m sorry. Is this your car? I’ll move. Me: Thanks. I got into my car and lowered my glass and, Me: How are you going home? Her: I’ll take an auto or call my brother. Me: What about your friend? Her: My friend? Me: Yes, the guy from the pub you were fighting with. Her: Oh he’s my boyfriend, you heard that? Was it very loud? Me: Yes, loud enough for me to hear your name. Tanya, right? Her: Yeah. Hi! What’s your name? Me: Allow me to drop you home and I’ll tell you. Her: Oh no! it’s fine! I’ll manage. I’ve gotten used to this. Me: I’m not used to this, and I am definitely not used to leaving a girl behind like this in the middle of the night. So, please let me drop you home? Her: I stay in Koramangala, is it going to be far for you? Me: No, We’ll be okay! She gets into the car and she has stopped crying now. Her phone rings and she looks and it and doesn’t answer. The phone rang twice and thrice and now the fourth time. The phone rings again. Me: Pick up and ask what he wants. Maybe he’s here to pick you up. Her: Hello, Haan tell me? (Her boyfriend says something) Her: No. I’m not coming home right now. I’m staying with my friend at her hostel. (Her boyfriend says something) Her: You wait! I don’t care. I won’t be coming there today, I’m already in my friend’s room. It’s a ladies PG. They won’t allow you in here. She disconnects the call and sends a text to someone and switches her phone off. Her: Can you do me a favour? Can you drop me off at a hotel where I can stay for the night and leave in the morning? I don’t want you to get into trouble because of me. Me: What? A hotel? NO WAY! I don’t think it’s safe. Her: But I can’t go to my house. My brother works at a call centre. He won’t come home before 9 AM and I lied about my friends PG. They won’t allow non-PG girls into the building. So my boyfriend will be waiting for me near the gate if I go now. Me: *Sigh* I have an extra room in my apartment. You can stay there. Nobody can come into my building either. Her: No! I can’t keep troubling you like this. Please, just a small hotel is fine. Me: Yeah, I’m not going to let you stay in a hotel. Frankly, there’s no need. Her: I am so sorry for putting you through this. Me: It’s okay. really! I’ll have company. I smile at her and she smiles back and she looks relieved. I didn’t know this at the time, but I had already fallen for this girl when I saw her in the pub. We reach home and I show her room to her. I bring her towel and something to wear from my wardrobe. Me: Do you want anything to eat or drink? Her: No Thank you. Her: You live all by yourself? Me: Yes. Her: Can I ask you something? Me: Sure. Her: why did you help me? Me: You were in trouble. I was there. I helped. That’s all. Her: I’ve been with him for 4 years and he’s never treated me the way you in the past 1 hour. Me: I’m sorry about your guy. Did you want to leave him? Start fresh? Her: Who’ll start fresh with me? I don’t even look good anymore. He tells me that I’m fat and look like a whore. I feel insecure and hurt all the time. Me: You’re beautiful Tanya! Don’t listen to him. Her: You’re just saying that to console me. Me: Yes, I am. But it’s also true. I mean look at you… um.. May I? Her: please, yes. Me: You’re pretty which is obvious. This dark blue cocktail dress brings out your clear and perfect fair skin the right amount of glow. Your beautiful face sparks even more when someone notices how lovely your eyes are. I mean I only have you here until morning and I will absolutely cherish you and treat you well. Her: That’s so sweet. Thank you. I needed this. Me: Anytime, here you go. Clean up and change. I go to my room and wash my face and brush my teeth. I take my clothes off and I am just in my boxers. I come out of the bathroom and she’s standing there right outside the door, wrapped in that towel I gave her. Her: Do you really think I am pretty and have lovely eyes? Me: Yes. Her: Did you really mean it when you said you will cherish me as long as you have me? Me: Yes. She takes off her towel and she’s absolutely stunningly naked. She rushes to me and kisses my lips. In a matter of seconds, she’s already pushing her tongue into my mouth and she moans at every push. I caress her perfect full body and I grab her ass and lift her up. She locks her legs around my waist and I carry her towards my bed and I drop her into the pile of pillows. She falls down spreading both her legs and laughing and enjoying.