Ruhi: My bitch
I am Amit, 30 years old working as a manager in an MNC. I can be contacted at [email protected] for feedbacks. This story is one of my sexual adventures that I had when I just passed out of college and started working as an executive for a company in Vikhroli, Mumbai. I used to live in apartments provided by the company, which employed me. 1 Bhk was provided to all the employees. One day while leaving for office, I saw a beautiful girl wearing salwar kameez leaving the apartment just below mine. Our eyes locked in for a second and turned my head around. She was a young girl in her early twenties who had probably joined recently same as me. She had a beautiful long face with sharp features, big eyes, fair complexion, and toned body. I started liking her the instant I saw her for the first time. Next day, I saw her again while leaving for the office. Our eyes locked in again, and this I passed a very subtle smile to which she responded with a very cute smile. I turned my head again and kept moving. Seeing her in the morning and passing a smile became a ritual. I wanted to approach her, but didn’t have guts to do so. One fine weekend, I was shopping at a small super market nearby to my apartment and I saw her picking stuff from the shelves of the supermarket. My heart started pounding and I thought that this is the perfect time to start small talks. My heart was pounding like a running train. I could hear my heartbeats loud and clear from inside. I went and said Hi! I am Amit. She smiled and said I am Ruhi. Amit: How are you? Ruhi: I am doing well! How are you doing? Amit: I am doing very well too! I have seen you many times leaving from building D5. Do you live there? Ruhi: yeah, I do. I work in the storage division. Where do you work? Amit: Nice! I work in the engineering department. I just joined. Ruhi: I too joined recently. We kept moving slowly and talking. We talked for around five minutes and I left afterwards. I was really happy. Ice was broken finally. I had a good chance to befriend her, as she was new to the place. I kept seeing her here and there and kept doing the ritual of small talks. I didn’t want to give her any indication that I am interested and was being a gentleman. One day, while I accompanied her while coming back from office. The day was Saturday and we were walking towards the apartment. Amit: So, What do you do on weekend? Ruhi: Nothing much. I talk to my parents, watch movies, and buy groceries. I don’t have friends here, so nothing much to do. What do you do? Amit: I like to roam around in the city. I go out to clubs to some times. If you want, you can join too. I can show you around. Ruhi: Really! I would love that. Amit: Wanna join tomorrow? I will be going to Colaba tomorrow. We can check out Gateway of India, Taj hotel and roam around. That place is gorgeous with European era buildings. Ruhi: Sure! I would love that. Amit: Cool! We will leave at 10 AM in the morning. Be ready for fun. Ruhi: Yeah! I am excited. I took her out and gave her good time. She became a good friend and I had won her trust. She told me that her parents have chosen a groom for her and she is supposed to get married in next six months. I was heart broken. I wanted to have her really bad. She also said that she wanted to enjoy the six months and have a blast. I saw some hope. Ruhi belonged to a very conservative family and has come out of her hometown for the first time in her life. She had never been to a club before. I asked her whether she wants to experience club culture, as no one knows what will happen after she gets married. She was hesitant, as she never has consumed alcohol in her life, leave going to a club before. We planned to go to a lounge called Rude in Powai. Next Saturday, We took a cab after work for Rude, the lounge. I offered vodka with orange juice. She took her first drink over there. She said its bitter and she doesn’t like it. But then vodka started doing its magic. She was drunk in just two small packs. She broke out of her shy nature and started talking openly. She was upset with the fact that she was getting married soon and didn’t get chance to explore her life. I saw an opportunity to get close to her and sat next to her. She leaned on my shoulders and kept talking. I brushed her hand. I was really enjoying my time. She said that she loves talking to me as I listen to her sic and watch and showing her the things that she never got chance to. We started going to clubs, drinking and dancing and enjoying. But, I was not getting chance to move ahead as she maintained her distance. One day we decided to drink in my flat, listen to music and watch movies. I was planning to do something today. I got two bottles of vodka, lots of juice and romantic Hollywood movies such as notebook and love actually. We started drinking and she was drunk in an hour. I sat next to her started stroking her hand gently. We were watching notebook, most romantic movie of all times. She leaned on my shoulder. I slowly slid my hands around her neck and started stroking her other hand. She didn’t move and respond. I got bold. I thought today is the chance to move ahead. I slowly grabbed her shoulders and started massaging. She closed her eyes and said, oh my god! This feels so good. I said, you have lots of stress. Have you ever had a massage before? She said, no. I asked her to lie down, which she did obediently. I started massaging her from her back. I did that for fifteen minutes. I could hear her moan lightly. Amit: Do you like it? Ruhi: I love it. Where did you learn this? Amit: Nowhere. I just do. This is actually not the way to do it. You have knots in your muscles and its really stressed. If you want, I can take out all the pain. Ruhi: Ok Amit: I will need to use oil. Do you trust me? Ruhi yes. Amit: You will need to take off your top. You can wrap a towel.