Wrong number clicked as right number
Hi ISS readers this is Shams, based at Mumbai, 31 yr old married, having a Kid. I have been reading stories since last many months but never ever thought of posting one of mine. This is the first time I decided to do it only for the readers. It happened 2 years back, I was working for a bank as an Asst Manager in loan collections, I had to call up a customer of mine who had missed his payments and as it was month end closing, I was aggressively following up with him for payments. He was avoiding my calls and hence I thought I will message him and remind of his payment date. I sent a message and didn’t get a reply from his side. I tried sending him messages after 7 pm but all my efforts in vain. Neither the phone was picked up nor were messages replied. I still remember it was a Sunday morning when I got a reply from that number asking as to who is sending this messages. I introduced myself on the reply and asked for the due payment. I was surprised to know that it was a wrong number and I was asking the payment from a wrong person. I quickly apologized and sent a sorry message. The reply from the other side complimented my decency and asked details about me and my work. After giving all my details, I asked for the person’s name that I was unintentionally troubling all these days. The reply was: I m Anita, a school teacher, staying in Borivali. That day on we started exchanging messages which included, jokes, sentimental messages, friendship ones, etc. I learnt that she is in her early 40’s having a son who is in college and she stays with her Husband. Our friendship continued for almost a month, we started sharing all sorts of Veg and non veg jokes. She was very naughty but very happy go lucky type. She never use to go along nicely with her husband and they use to fight always. She also told me that its been years that they have not been sleeping together. She always expressed the desire to meet me as she liked talking to me and enjoyed my company over phone. The only hitch was timings. I was always busy and hardly had time to step out of office during working hours and she cannot come to meet me after 6 pm. One fine day, I had to visit a customer in Malad at 2 pm. I called her and told her if she can make it at around 3pm at Borivili station near ticket window. She readily agreed and we decided we will meet that day. I reached there on time. She was caught up in traffic; I was talking to her all the way. It was very difficult to identify her hence I had asked her to wear a black colour saree. I was in formals, wearing a white shirt over a dark blue pant and wearing a blue color tie. I saw many ladies in their late 40’s wearing black saree and walking near the station. With every lady walking towards the station my heart uses to start pumping faster thinking if she is the same. After around 20 mins, I felt someone standing behind me and tapping on my shoulder. It was Anita. Oh gosh!!!! I never imagined her to be like this. She was looking preety young, may be around early 30’s, with a perfect body, 38-31-38, wearing a light green colour saree (purposely not wore a black one as she wanted to see who I am first), long silky hair, fair, brown eyes. I got flattered. I was speechless. She said HI!!! I am Anita. Looking for me? I said yes in a trembling voice… she said lets sit somewhere and have a cup of tea if you have sometime for me. I said ofcourse and followed her to a restaurant. She was sitting right infront of me and people in the restaurant (it was full with college going guys n gals) were watching her beauty. I was feeling proud and lucky to have such a beautiful lady with me. She was staring at me and I was feeling shy. After sometime she started laughing, she asked me why am I so nervous. Haven’t gone out with a girl anytime in life? I said I have been with lot of them but still I am nervous today. She just looked in to my eyes and holded my hand. I was cold. She started rubbing my hand and said, see how cold you are. My presence doesn’t make you feel hot? I just gave a look at her and smiled. I said boldly, yes you do make me feel hot, but this is not the place to show how hot u makes me feel. By the time we finished our tea, we both were hot. She asked me if I can accompany her to her place which is just 15 mins aways and there is no one at home today. Her husband had gone for an official trip and son for a college picnic. I agreed and we both sat in the Auto. He was sitting very close to me and her perfume was driving me crazy. Her skin was smooth and as white as milk. I was holding her hand and she was slowly massaging it as if she wants to make love to me now. After reaching her place, I saw her house was an independent bunglow, with a small beautiful garden outside. We entered and she made me feel comfortable in the drawing room. She went inside the kitchen and brought a glass of water for me. I holded her hand and pulled her towards me. She said not here, lets go in. My heart was in my mouth and I was not knowing whats happening. I followed her to the bedroom and sat on the edge of the huge bed. She sat beside me holding my hand. I couldn’t resist it. I went to her face and started kissing her on her lips. She too opened her mouth and started participating, I slowly opened her hair by removing the hair clip and let the silky brown hair fall on my shoulder. We are engrossed kissing each other, our tongue met, and we started tasting each others saliva. That was the longest kiss I have ever had. It lasted for more than 15 mins. We both were breathing very heavily. After we parted, I started undressing her. I love undressing a lady especially in a saree. I went slowly towards her pallu and slid it down exposing her huge melons. Her blouse had a deep neck which exposed most of her breast. With her breathing heavily, her breast movement made me crazier. I undid her saree and started staring at her. She was feeling shy now.