Conservative Indian Girl’s Unexpected Roadside Encounter – Part 1

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“All guys are the same, I am never ever gonna trust someone anymore,” said Anoosha to Simran.

“But sweety, you got to give them a chance. You got cheated twice, maybe that is your bad luck, but you never know you might strike gold the next time”. Anoosha was a bit irritated by this comment from her best friend, “You are supposed to agree with me.”

“Don’t worry baby, you will get over him and maybe you will find someone who is way better in character and bed, Dhruv was a what? 4 inches long?”

“Haha, true that I was always confused if he is limp or hard, both felt the very same to me” both the girls laughed at Anoosha’s comment.

“Ok Anoosha, we will bitch about him over the phone baby. Now we should leave office, it is already very late and looks like it might rain pretty bad soon. Bangalore rains are just like your ex’s dick, they come way too soon and unexpectedly”.

“Haha, alright Simran, catch you tomorrow at work. Lucky you that your boyfriend comes to pick you up in his bike every day. I hope I find an auto soon today, these buggers demand three times the fare this time of the night.”

“I should have gone home early today, it’s been more than half an hour, I have not found a single auto and it started raining as well”, Anoosha cursed. “Maybe I should have sat behind Simran in her bf’s bike, we should have adjusted. But they both get frisky and horny and I can’t see that amount of pda. How do people even find pda okay, what about our culture?”

Anoosha’s thoughts were disturbed by some heavy lightning followed by thunder which frightened her.

“I think I should walk to the main road, I may get an auto from there, my internet isn’t also working to book a cab, looks like the gods are against me”.

*Tring,tring*

“Hey, Simran. No, I am still in the office, no it’s fine, I will manage. Hello. Hello? Damn, my phone got switched off, how the hell did I not charge it in the office today. Aargh… This is the worst day ever.”

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“What happened, baby?” asked Simran’s bf.

“I don’t know sugar, I am not able to contact Anoosha. I wanted to tell her that her smaller wallet is with me. She had given it to me today after lunch and forgot to collect it. All her cards and money are in here.”

“Omg, what should we do now?”

“I don’t know, doesn’t make sense for us to travel 30 minutes back to the office. I doubt Anoosha would wait for us, I just hope she makes it fine. And let me tell you what we should do right now, stop somewhere near the bushes, I am horny!”

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“Ma’am you are getting wet, why don’t you wait inside my hut?”
“Who are you?” barked Anoosha.
“My name is Vijay, I am a construction worker and I stay in a small hut beside the road over there,” he said pointing to his house with a wide smile.

“I am sorry, but I don’t want to, please leave me alone,” said Anoosha thinking the worker to be a creep. Good riddance she thought as she saw him leaving towards his small hut. She glanced at her body and saw herself completely drenched in water. Good thing that she wore a jacket over her salwar kameez, she didn’t want to give a free show to anyone.

Sometimes she felt she shouldn’t have been as conservative as she was, but she couldn’t help. Just as she was thinking all these, she noticed that the rain stopped. She looked up and noticed the water still pouring against the street light and then she looked up and noticed Vijay standing next to her with an umbrella.

“I am sorry, Madam. I couldn’t see you drenched in rain, I will hold the umbrella for you and look the other side if you think I am a pervert,” Vijay told Anoosha which touched her heart.

“Well at least you have some manners, I find it lacking a lot amongst most men.”
“I don’t have enough money but I have a big heart,” said Vijay with a big smile.

“All right, all right, let us go and wait inside your hut till the rain subsides. I hope I get an auto soon,” said a worried Anoosha.
“Don’t worry, madam. Everything will be all right.”

She noticed the hut was small but wasn’t dirty. Everything was neatly kept, there was just one room for everything. Strangely Anoosha didn’t get intimidated or scared of Vijay.

“Why did you come out to help me in this heavy rain, you got drenched yourself, do you do this to every girl you see outside?”

“Haha. No, madam, I just returned home and I noticed you standing there, you were so beautiful and looked like you were in trouble so I thought maybe I should help you out.” Vijay realized that he called her beautiful and blushed.

That’s when Anoosha looked at herself, she was dressed in red salwar and had worn a light maroon jacket that she got from H&M last week. And because of the rain, it was all stuck to her body. Since she had a lot of layers of clothes, it would have been difficult for one to judge her figure, but she knew how hot she was. She was proud of her body.

Anoosha was fair with a figure of 32-28-32 and those round and perfect bosoms of hers with pink nipples would make any man drool and that round and tight arse of her was every guy’s fantasy to touch and feel them. But Anoosha was having a boyfriend till yesterday, who cheated on her with another girl. How could he do that, she never understood but she guessed it was for all good.

Anoosha realized she was lost in her thoughts and didn’t hear out Vijay’s words though she didn’t understand why she was thinking about her figure and her ex now.

When she came from her thoughts, she saw Vijay checking her out from the corner of the eyes, and yet she wasn’t scared. But why, she didn’t know. What happened to her conservative attitude, she never stayed in her colleague’s apartment after the parties and yet here she was with a construction worker in a roadside hut.

To be continued.

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