Flower Girl
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At 21 years of age, just out of college, and a decent salary, I was having a great time in my life. I was truly independent and truly horny-all the time. Visiting prostitutes was definitely a choice but somehow I was not very comfortable after having experienced sex with them three times. Sure I got laid. I experienced female body. Licked and fucked but was not very comfortable visiting them. It did not click for me I suppose.
I am not the kind who can win over a girl/lady because I was never pro-active in these matters though I was dying to get laid. I had my fantasies but that was that. Then Geeta happened. Geeta was a maid at my house owner’s place. The owner used to stay in the ground floor and I was on the first floor-one of the two tenants. The other portion was occupied by an old couple. It was a portion of three rooms in a row.
It was not that I was not attracted towards Geeta or I never thought of her in my fantasies, I did think of her and I did cum over her in my fantasies but it was not frequent and there were lot of other fantasies and other people i was preoccupied with in those fantasies. Moreover the owner is known to my family and that put a sort of curtain between that family and my fantasies.
Geeta was a short and slightly stout one. When I remember her today the first thing I do about her is her thighs. Whatever it was that she wore, be it a Punjabi dress or a half saree, her thighs used to be very prominent. Large boobs was her other asset that I clearly remember.
And the lasting memory I have of this wonderful person was her unflinching love towards me. My owner and his wife and Geeta were the ones who lived on the ground floor. The owner was a ex Army colonel and so pretty tough to handle at times. Geeta used to stay with them. They came from the same village.She was almost part of that family so to say.
Geeta used to come up often and I interacted with her pretty much on regular basis. We met on stairs, she came to my portion to help out some times, she came to help my neighbors sometimes, I met her in my owner’s house some times. I touched her intentionally on a few occasions, mostly on her plump bums. We were on friendly terms I suppose as I look back.
The initiation of our affair was in a departmental store. I went there one Saturday afternoon for my errands and found her at the counter with her head down and sunk up. She broke a flower vase, 3 feet tall one, accidentally and its cost was INR 500. Fairly ordinary piece of shit and the fellow there was pushing her for payment. And Geeta was certainly not going to ask my owner. Not that he would have whipped her or skinned her. But he would say so many things and Geeta was not comfortable.
So I paid up and we came out together and it was the first opportunity for me to let her ride with me on the bike back to our house. A ride of 5 or so minutes. That was the first significant touch I had with Geeta that day. I poked my elbow in the pretext of adjusting the goods I put on my petrol tank to touch her plump boobs 3-4 times. She thanked me and spoke to me for the entire ride. She thanked me and from that day on our relationship was extremely cordial. She would joke with me, make me extremely comfortable in her presence, and would help me in whichever way she can.
She was extremely happy to make me happy I suppose. She made me feel that I am important to her. And dearly important too. During the next 4 months or so I got very comfortable with Geeta. I even discussed my family issues with her. She was not well educated but there was a hint of maturity and understanding in her that I failed to find in many others before her and after her. It was not that she knew a lot of things but her understanding of what she knew was great.
She could soothe you without being obvious. She could lighten you up with a gesture. Or so I felt. And felt it many times. During those 4 months I got attached to her. I thought about her. Very surprising because I never intended to do that. The intimacy in terms of comfort level also resulted in physical proximity and eventually to a desire to experience each other more intimately. At least that was my situation. I started touching her more often. I managed to pinch her playfully some times. I rode along with her on my bike 6-7 times. But it was not that I was dying to lay her.
But I was eager to share with her. She was not the type of a person who would look elegant in public. She was not the kind with whom you could go out and have dinner. She would just not fit in those environs. But I was eager to do something close to having a dinner with her because as I said I was somehow attracted to her. It could be my age and lack of sex or whatever but I was inexplicably attracted to Geeta. Movie was the best alternative and I can really treat her and give her what I could if we went to a movie. And so I asked her for a movie.
Honestly I was eager to share with her. I wanted to do something with her with only both of us involved. Her reaction was ‘no’. It was a peculiar ‘no’. I pressed her ‘why not’ and all that I got was a polite ‘no’. She was like avoiding my eyes. And she quickly moved out of my portion and went down. I really thought she would be eager to come and I really thought the problem was more in details – how to go, where to go and all that – and not about her consent. I really thought she would jump and say ‘yes’.
During the next 4-5 days I kept up ‘why not’ and she a polite ‘no’ and on the 6th day or so when she came to my portion I did not speak to her. I was upset and felt betrayed. She also did not say anything. That evening however she came up and asked me if I was ‘upset’. I said ‘no’ and she said ‘sorry’. I said there is no need for ‘sorry’ and she said ‘sorry’ and then I asked her ‘why not’ and she said she is ‘afraid’. I asked her what is she ‘afraid’ of and she said the ‘look’ on my face. And then in slow voice she told me what she has been observing of late. She said I was getting ‘too involved’ with her.
The look on my face changed and I was behaving as though I owned her. And she is scared where this was all going. I took that as a rejection and believe me I felt extremely low. I felt Geeta would jump at me. I thought she should what else is she supposed to do. She made me feel so important all along that this action of hers in terms of ‘getting scared’ and all made me feel extremely low. May be there were tears may be not. But there was no further communication in words.
I turned and walked out and went out and thought out the whole thing. I came back late – more confused than before. And as I was walking up the stairs she was coming down. It was may be 8 pm and it was fairly dark. And as we passed, inexplicably, I caught her neck and kissed her lips and there was a let out of emotions. Before I let her go I licked her lips and pressed her boobs and rushed upstairs. I spent the night feeling guilty and I was dying to tell her sorry. I felt I intruded into the privacy of a well meaning mature person without her consent. And what hurt me was that I took her for granted.
The next day I told her the same. I told her ‘sorry’ and told her that i should not have taken her for granted. Then she cried with her head on her knees and I felt further guilty. I went and tried to soothe her all the time saying ‘sorry’. I put my hand on her shoulder and started tapping slightly as a gesture of assurance. I was meaning to assure her that this will not happen again. She kept sobbing and I kept tapping her on the shoulder with my hand sitting beside her. She was in her Punjabi dress and all of a sudden I started feeling her naked skin just below the back of her neck.
And I stopped tapping and kept my hand there making some soothing motion. Only the intention now was more to feel her skin as much as possible and for as long as possible. The touch was magical and the situation intense. I really wanted to kiss her and feel her love for me. But I did not advance any further. I just kept my hand there and I kept feeling her skin with all my attention. May be for 10 min, we remained like that. She stopped sobbing, lifted her head looked at me, lowered her knees and put her head on my shoulders and closed her eyes.
My hand was still caressing her naked upper back and now I could feel her breath on my neck. Then I realized for sure that the heat was mutual. I lifted her head and kissed her for the second time and this time the kiss lasted 3-4 min. It was intense and I asked her to give me her ‘spit’ and she did and I gulped it down. Not once or twice I gulped her spit more than 12-13 times during that session. There were no inhibitions. We would kiss for a few seconds and I would ask her ‘give me your spit’ and she would.
It was as though we were born to kiss and do what we did naturally. She kept her tears up though. I kept tasting her tears too. She was called down after some time and we parted. It was 4-5 more days before we could have another intimate interaction. It was early morning and the owner along with his wife and Geeta usually went out for a walk and that day I saw only the owner and his wife go out. A clear window of 45 min. The couple next door will be up only by 8 am. She came up and slowly for the first time bolted my door shut.
We never closed and bolted that door before. I do not remember the sequence in detail but soon I was again gulping her spit. I was looking deeply in to her eyes and gulping her spit. She was looking deeply in to my eyes and crying. For the very first time I was caressing her bums. Pressing them and pushing myself in to her. After some time she wanted to disengage and go. I pulled her towards me and begged ‘please’. I shut my eyes when I said that. She said ‘no’. And I sank and sat on my bed looking at the floor.
I was in my shorts with a tea shirt on. She sat between my legs with her head on my knee and asked me ‘is it right’ and I said I don’t know. She play fully pinched me and said ‘you know that it is not right. I know you well. You feel this is not right’. Then I said ‘you are wrong. I know myself better. I feel that I don’t know’. She smiled and believe me fellows she bent forward and ever so slightly kissed my dick on top of the shorts and said slowly and ever so slowly ‘anything for you’.
We kissed again as if that was the only thing which was required to be done by mankind from the beginning of time and she left me with a deft dick press after a few more minutes of spit gulping. I tasted a few spits after her but none came anywhere near the way she smelled and tasted. That afternoon I could not concentrate on my work and was roaming around the city when to my horror I received a call from Geeta that my owner had a severe heart attack. And I had to get involved and rush him to the hospital and take care of a lot of issues until his son came from US 4 days later.
The owner came home after 12 days in hospital and during his hospitalization, his wife stayed at the hospital with him. Geeta and the Owner’s son were left at home and they regularly visited the hospital taking care of the diet of the patient and the attendant. I observed Geeta work with all care and she kept up the mood in the house I suppose. And I started feeling extremely jealous. It was like Geeta was mine and now this guy from US is here and she is getting attracted to him and she is giving him all the attention which she is capable of giving 100%.
I felt there would be no human being on the surface of earth who would not fall for her love and attraction. I was hot with jealousy and I did not like her getting involved so whole heartedly and I did not like her being chirpy with owner’s son and I did not like him depending on Geeta for everything. I felt she was betraying me for him. I felt he was taking her away from me on sheer strength of his foreign job and foreign money. And it showed the day Geeta came up to me after the owner returned home. She came to share the relief that she was feeling I suppose and started telling me how relieved everyone was when
I shot back ‘you seem extremely happy’. She said ‘yes I am happy for the family that it turned out to be good at the end’. And I could not stop myself from saying ‘ you are also happy within I suppose’. And then she was like looked at me for some time and said ‘what do you mean’ and I told her what exactly I mean as tears welled up in my eyes ‘ I can’t see you so close to anyone else. I want to be the most important man in your life’.
I did not look at her face so I don’t know what she was doing with her face but I felt her move towards me and pull my head to the curve of her neck and said ‘two things – one- no one is more important to me than you. Two I don’t do what I do with you with every one’. And I knew instantly that she meant it. And she withdrew and looked into my eyes and said ‘never ever question me on this’. And she kissed. She told me again that she likes me and my only several times before she had to go.
But guys, I don’t know if you ever felt it, but, once bitten by the jealousy bug, you stay bitten. In spite of her assurances I always felt bad when she was with Nitin and it showed in our relationship. In the next 25 days when he stayed in India, Nitin so completely depended on Geeta that I felt there was no way he was not going to get attracted towards her and I felt so low, so jealous and so angry. Three days before his departure, he requested me to accompany him to shopping and he asked Geeta and his mother to come along. And during the shopping, in front of me, he praised
Geeta so much and bought 2 dresses for her at a considerable cost. And I was crest fallen. I felt so bad that I decided to end my relationship with Geeta. There was no point in competing with some who is obviously better and when Geeta herself seems to be enjoying his attention so much. And so I left the city for a few days and came back a week later determined to focus on my job and move on. I even started searching for a new place. All that I was remembering those days was the smiling Geeta accepting the dresses from Nitin – so happy and content. Nitin left by the time I came back.
That night at around 11 PM, I heard a knock on my door and half expecting I opened the door to see Geeta. She came in closed and bolted the door. ‘Why are you not talking to me’ she asked. I could feel her honest concern and at the same time I was aware of her ability to generate such feelings in Nitin too. I did not respond. She started playing with my hair and kept asking ‘what did i do’. I did not respond. She started pinching my cheeks and play fully asked ‘ok. i want to prove my love to you. how do i do that’. I still did not respond.
Then she moved close to my ears and then said ‘tell me anything you want and I will do it’. I did not respond because clearly my jealousy was blinding me and the more intimate she got with me, the more intimate I was imagining her with Nitin. But her presence has started affecting me physically. I was erect and raring. I was smelling her from a distance. I could actually feel my heat and I was ready.
When I did not respond to her she started playing around and started asking me questions like ‘will you be ok if I kissed on lips’, ‘will you be ok if kissed your chest’ etc. Then she whispered again in my ears ‘will you be ok if I kiss you down’. And I had to wake from my slumber and whisper back ‘what do you mean down’. She smiled and then said ‘Kinda Cheekana?’ which translates to something like ‘ should I suck you down there’? I said ‘yes’. She smiled and said ‘I thought so’. She fumbled with my shorts and I helped her get my dick out and she looked at me with all her love and wrapped her lips around my cock.
I don’t know if she did it before. I don’t know if Nitin taught her this. But she was out of the world. She knew exactly what to do with my cock and she did it with unflinching love. She drew the skin back and played with my crack. She licked the length of my cock and also the tip of it. She was clearly enjoying herself. Giving all her love to me. I know she was capable of such love. She then let me sleep on the cot and stroked my cock looking at my face all the time. And when I started climaxing she said ‘ believe me I love you’.
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