I am Siri. I live in a PG. My place is around 100kms from here. I keep visiting my family once or twice a month. My husband and my in-laws take care of my kids. I have three roommates. Quite younger than me. They are like chatterboxes. Most of the time they would be discussing about romance and sex. I don't interfere in their discussion. I keep myself occupied in some or the other work. As they keep talking loudly, I keep overhearing their conversation at times. I leave for my work at 9am and will be back by max 7pm. This is my routine.
Once day, while I was returning home in the evening, I had to take an Auto as it was too crowded at the bus stop. It was quite cloudy and I wanted to reach my PG before the rain starts. As the Auto moved for a short distance, there was a guy waiting for the Auto in the Auto stand. The Auto stand was empty. My auto driver stopped and asked him where he wanted to go.
As his destination was around 5 to 7 kms after my PG, the Auto driver didn't want to miss the customer. He requested me to allow him to sit in the auto and I signalled him that I am OK with it. This guy got into the auto and was sitting at the other end. He didn't even bother to look at me and he was in his own world.
I got down at my PG and went into my room. I freshened up and sat on the sofa watching the TV. I wanted to call my friend and I started searching for my mobile. After a long search, I realised that I had left it in the Auto. My roommate Rani dialed my number, when she heard it ringing, she gave the mobile to me. "Hello," it was a male voice.
I thought it must be the Auto driver. It was my co-passenger. I introduced myself as Siri and told him that the mobile belongs to me. He said it is safe with him and I can collect it. He said his name is Sagar. He asked me to come to the bus stop and gave me the location. I took Rani's phone with me and rushed out. I picked an Auto and reached the place in around 20mins.
By that time it had started raining. I got down the Auto and called my number. He was waiting for me in the bus stop. I took the mobile from him, thanked him and was looking for an Auto. It started pouring. Neither was he able to move out. We were standing there for about 20 to 25mins.
It was already 8.30. I was getting too desperate as I had to reach my PG before 9pm. PG Manager locks the door by 9pm. Observing me, he broke our silence and asked me what was the problem. I told him about it. He said, "If you don't mind, I can drop you on my bike". His house was closeby and he could get his bike immediately.
As I found that was the best option, I accepted. He ran in the rain and he was in front of me by 8.45pm. Rain had not stopped. I sat on his bike keeping some distance from him. We started moving. He was riding quite fast to reach my PG before 9. Added to the rain, the traffic was too much. We somehow managed to reach my PG. When I saw my PG at a distance I started feeling relaxed. When we went in front of the PG we saw the door was locked.
My heart came to my mouth. It was already 9.10. I was almost about to cry. He realized the situation and asked me if he could drop me to any of my friend's or relatives' places. I had no one in this place with whom I could stay for a night. I didn't know what to do.
He said, "If you don't mind, I can take you to my apartment. My next door neighbour is a couple. A good friend of mine. I can request them to accomodate you tonight. You will be safe there" As I can't stay on the road, I had no other option. I said it would be a burden for you and your neighbours. He asked me to get on the bike telling me not to worry. I called my roommate and told her it was getting late and I was going to stay with my relatives that night.
We started and went almost half the distance. By then I realised that I was sitting very close to him. My boobs were in full contact with his back. Immediately I moved back. The rain increased and we were totally drenched. He stopped the bike near a bus shelter to wait till the rain reduces. As we were standing he looked at my boobs and I felt a bit of discomfort. I was wondering if I made the right decision to go with him.
I looked at my dress and I was in for a big embarrassment. I was wearing a cream salwar and a red bra which I bought the previous day. As we got drenched, the colour of the bra had transferred to my salwar. This was so awkward that the bra lines were clearly visible on the salwar. Then I realised why he looked at my boobs. I covered it with my hand bag. He asked me if I have to go to work the next day. I signalled him yes. Once the rain reduced, we started.
One the way he stopped near a garment store. As we entered he asked the sales girl to pack a salwar for me. I was astonished. The sales girl winked at him and was trying to ask him something, but he avoided it. We left the store and reached his apartment. As we were moving in he said, "I will have to talk to my neighbour. Till then you can be in my house". We got into his house. It was a decent single bedroom house. Quite clean and well organised.
As I was following him, I saw red stains on the back of his shirt . The colour of my bra had got transferred to his shirt too. This was a bigger embarrassment for me. This was a proof of me having pressed my boobs on to his back. I didn't know what to do and kept quiet.
He got me a towel and asked to dry myself. He went into his room. He brought his T-shirt and night pant and asked me to wear them. I always wear either a nighty or a salwar. Now I had no option. I went to the washroom, and stood in front of the mirror. I started cursing my bra for spoiling my salwar. I stripped all my clothes and wore his dress. As I saw in the mirror, I felt I was looking good in a Tshirt. It was a bit tight but manageable. I was not wearing a bra or a panty now. It was too much of a discomfort for me. But I had no choice.
As I came out of the washroom, he asked me to relax for a while. He said he was cooking some food for us. I was able to see a change in his behaviour. He started seeing away from me while talking to me. All the while he was serious. I wanted to take a look at his house. Went into his room. I saw his shirt spread on the chair. I felt shy to see red stains on the shirt. I realised that he had seen it and understood the reason.
There was a full length mirror. When I saw myself in that, I was in for one more awkwardness. I saw my nipples clearly visible on Tshirt. As my hair was wet, the water was dripping and it had made my TShirt wet near my nipples. I realised that this was the reason for change in his behaviour. I took the towel and covered my boobs.
I felt I should help him in cooking. I asked him to leave and I took over from him. He thanked me for that. He was moving around helping me. His phone started ringing. I saw the caller. It was displaying "Professor Latha". I was able to overhear the conversation. She called him brother. Told him that she was waiting in the rain and she wanted to be dropped home. I was curious. Asked him who it was. He said it's the same sales girl from whom we bought the salwar. I asked "Professor..?" He smiled and said "she talks too much".
He asked her If she had closed the shop. She said she was yet to close. He asked her to wait. He went into his room and bought a piece of paper. He wrote " Bra size - " ", Panty Size " " and asked me to fill the size of my bra and panty. Before I got puzzled he said "Your clothes will not get dried by tomorrow morning. U told you have to go to work. Hence I will ask Latha to get them for you".
I just followed his words. I filled 38C as my bra size and XXL as my Panty size. He told her that he will send an image through whatsapp. She should keep them ready and he will pick it from her. He cut the phone and left home telling me that he will be back in around 30mins.
I finished cooking. And sat on the sofa in the living room and was remembering every moment of the day. Was trying to analyse his behaviour at every point.
He came to return my mobile
He took so much effort to help me reach to PG
He bought me a new dress
He brought me home talking about my safety
He is helping me not to miss going to work next day
He is now arranging for my bra and panty
He started cooking to take care of my dinner
He got drenched because of me
What is this guy doing?... why is he doing all this for me? Is he looking at having sex with me...
To be continued
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