Unexpected Outercourse
After my divorce, a couple of months ago, I took to meditation and yoga. All I wanted during that time was peace and meditation helped me a lot. Getting divorced at the age of 33 is never easy. Especially if you are married to the love of your life just a year ago. We had our share of differences and felt it would be best if parted ways. I was really thankful that we never had the time for kids or else I couldn’t imagine how I would manage being a single parent. But finally I got out of it and tried to put all the energy on my career. My daily routine was simple. Get up at 6:00 am, go to meditation and yoga classes, get back by 7:30 am, get ready by 9:00 am and be at my office by 9:30 am. I work for 7 hours and get back home by 5:00 pm. After I get back, I just watch TV or meet a friend and hangout. My friends have been very supportive during the tumultuous times of my life. Slowly but steadily my life got back on track. I made new friends and few of them have become really close. One of them was Simran whom I met in my yoga classes. She is a 40 year old married woman. She had an 18 year old son, Abhay and lived happily along with her son and husband. She was one of the very few persons that I share everything with. We use to watch movies, go out for shopping or just hangout. Since a very long time we wanted to start a small business together. We wanted to set up a small boutique as Simran was a fashion designer. After months of contemplation we decided to set up a store. Simran wanted to design a couple of dresses for me and herself as a beginning. She took my measurements and asked her son, Abhay to note them. While giving out my measurements I noticed that her son was looking at me in weird manner. I tried to ignore them as I didn’t want to make any scene. I was about 5’7” tall and had a good figure. My vital stats were 34-26-36 and my bra size was 34B. After I was done Simran asked Abhay to take her measurements. At first I felt weird as her son had to take her bust measurements also but I tried to ignore it. Though Simran was 40 she never looked like that. She use to maintain her body really well. In fact she looked as my age. She was 5’6” tall and had a perfect hourglass figure. I use to envy her perfect semicircle curves. She had little fat around her tummy and hips but it made her even more desirable. Her vital stats were 34-24-36 and bra size of 34C.She was fair in complexion while I was little brownish. For our store we had to get all the raw material from a different city. Since Abhay was free for the weekend he tagged along with us. We decided to take 2 rooms, one for her son and the other for us both. On the first day we finished our shopping as we didn’t want to leave everything for the last minute. In the night we 3 had dinner together and watched a horror movie. The movie was really scary so I forced them to switch it off in the middle. We got to bed a little early since we were tired from all the shopping. After an hour we heard our doorbell ring. Simran went and opened the door to find Abhay. He was having nightmares and wanted to sleep with us. Simran said she would sleep in Abhay’s room but I was also scared due to the movie. So we decided that all 3 of us will sleep on the same bed. Simran slept in between Abhay and me. Simran and I shared the same blanket while Abhay had an extra one. I slept with my back facing them. After few minutes there was some movement behind me but I was too tired and was almost in my sleep to turn around see what was happening. But the movement was just for few seconds. I though maybe one of them might have gone to use the bathroom. I was deep in my sleep when suddenly I felt a hand on me. I thought it was Simran’s hand and didn’t care. In my sleep I turned so that I could sleep on my back. The movement caused the hand to fall on my tummy. I wasn’t comfortable with the hand on me. Slowly I removed it but when I touched it I realised that it wasn’t Simran’s hand but her son’s. Abhay was sleeping beside me and in between me and his mom. I was confused and didn’t know when this happened. I wanted to get up and sleep on the couch but I was too scared and Abhay was also in deep sleep. I tried to get back to my sleep but got restless with Abhay beside me and we both were sharing the same bedsheet. Slowly I slipped into sleep only to be woken up again with Abhay’s hand over my tummy. I turned away hoping that in the process he would remove his hand. But now with my back facing him, his hand settled on my right curve. I didn’t know how to get out of the situation. All I could do is ignore the hand and try to sleep. Unknowingly I was asleep and didn’t care about the hand. In the middle of the night I woke up, to have some water, only to find Abhay’s hand over my right boob. I was terrified and wanted to move away but was too tensed to do anything. And Abhay’s hand was also not moving as he looked sound asleep. I again removed his hand and placed it aside. I had some water and slept in such a way that my back was facing the ceiling. This time I wasn’t able to sleep. I kept thinking about Abhay’s hand over my breast. After few minutes I felt his hand over me and this time it was on my right butt cheek. I confirmed that he was doing everything knowingly and turned my head towards him to give him a piece of my mind. But he was deep in sleep and he had his other hand over his mom. I was really confused and had no idea about how to react. I gave up and didn’t want to remove his hand. I thought maybe if he moved a step further I could take some action. Finally after few minutes I was asleep and didn’t care about his hand. While I was still asleep I could feel warm hand just below my neck. Now I was sleeping with my back facing Abhay. I liked the warmth of the hand and didn’t want to remove it. Slowly the hand moved little down. I knew what was happening but was in deep sleep.