Excerpts From My Life – Part 2

After Shoba left the house, I kept thinking about her. I felt bad to have rushed through without realizing how it might affect her. I texted her the same evening but again, got no replies. Back home things didn’t go as planned. The cook’s kid got sick and was admitted in a hospital there in Assam. So she had to stay back.

I also asked the maid to spend some more days at her place. But I gave them both their salaries. Life again got monotonous. Although Shoba texted back, she avoided any kind of meetings. So I just let her go. In fact, I was even happy because I didn’t want to take any liability for what that happened.

Meanwhile, there was an issue at one of my hostels. Before it could blow up I immediately sold it and invested the money hastily on some dumb ventures. I thought of doing something totally different with the money I still had on hand after the investment.

I decided to go with making a short film based on a story I had in mind for many years. I needed a good team to work with. So I looked for a director and advertised for the same. In fact, one of the girls in the hostel too applied for the interview. But she was really dumb.

I shortlisted 3 people (2 men, 1 girl) out of some 100 who applied. But finally chose one man who was more creative. Although it was the girl who asked for the lowest pay. This girl called me the next day and spoke all sugary language. She was requesting me to reconsider my decision.

It was her 1st attempt and that she would be grateful to me if I gave her the opportunity. Since I was really serious about making the film, I didn’t give way to her request. However, I chose her as the Asst Director because of her pestering. Similarly, I hired a group of college students for music.

That hostel girl was for a minor role and a serial actress for the lead role. I myself played the male lead. But the story was based on the woman lead so I had nothing much to do on the screen. The shooting was planned to get over within 30 days.

We discussed day and night picturing my story, location, and other things. I wanted it to be more than a short film, somewhere between short-film and an actual movie. The shooting was during the daytime and the evenings were meant for discussion and editing works.

During our discussions and meeting, we all were focussed on the movie. But for this girl – Asst Director, Megha – her only motive was to favor me. Initially, she even tried to hit on me, flirted a little. Just to make me hold on to the decision of making her direct my next film. (which I had no intention to make)

I lied about it just to convince her but she took it seriously. She used to come to my house even if there was no work for her. She sat beside me taking notes and helping me. I even felt sorry for her. But she was also gaining some experience and earned some money. So I didn’t care much.

I observed that this guy, the Director, had an eye on Megha. His mood changed whenever she was getting closer to me. I don’t mix work with lust. So I discouraged her from doing these favors and asked her to focus on just making the movie better.

I even went on to ask her to spend more time with the Director to learn from him. (although with an implicit intention to keep him cool) She did obey but whenever she got a chance Megha sat with me. On one such evening, I was relatively free. But the others were all involved in the editing work.

Suddenly I got a call from my restaurant and I had to go. This girl Megha wanted to come along saying she wanted to see my restaurant. I asked her to stay back and assist them. But she kept requesting so I gave in. While we were on our way I innocently asked her about the Director.

And that was enough for her to spit everything about him. She didn’t like him and said he kept texting her till late evening. And if she didn’t reply he would then text the other girl (hostel girl – Poorni). His conversations would start about the film but he would slowly drag on to her personal life.

Overall these girls didn’t like him and thought he was a womanizer. I was in awe listening to it. I thought his reaction to her closeness with me was just an irritation some guys get. But this came as a surprise because I wasn’t really expecting anything like this about him.

He was good at work so I didn’t wish to interfere in his life and ignored it all. But what shocked me was something that happened when we were away! Back at home, the cameras were running and this guy did something weird. Megha left her shawl at home when she came with me.

This guy picked the shawl which was on the sofa in the hall, put that inside his shirt and went straight to the bathroom. He started sniffing it at one end while he wrapped the other end around his dick and started jerking off! This grossed me out big time and I got so enraged.

He then came out, put the shawl back in place and went back to the room and joined others. He sat next to the place where Poorni sat before she left, and kept rubbing that place. This looked all innocent at first. But he kept bending down very often to sniff the place she sat!

This got me sick to think of a guy doing all this right inside my house. I then watched the previous recordings. He had been doing it for many days. I didn’t really know to deal with this shit. I couldn’t tell the girls about this. That might invite a question as to how I knew what happened inside the bathroom.

The movie was just 40% over at that time. But I didn’t want to see this guy anymore for the fear of punching him on his face. I then decided to just ignore it and focus on just extracting from him as much work as quickly as I can. But my attitude towards him totally changed. I kept criticizing him excessively.

I also stopped sending her to him and started keeping her closer to me. One day it so happened, he and I got into an argument which heated up. Everyone in the room supported me. This got him so pissed that he hit the computer and it fell down and broke. That was enough to trigger me.

Me: Oh so much anger? I myself have been tolerating your presence for so long but you are so pissed with me? You already did enough damage dirtying my place. Now get the fuck out of my house pervert!

Everyone in the room got shocked hearing me saying this but they remained silent.

Him: “What? Why am I a pervert? You are the one who is a pervert! You think we don’t know what happened between you and Megha to make her come around you all the time?

This further infuriated me but I controlled myself.

Me: You have no right to argue. Don’t make me spill out your dirty sniffing habits. Just get out before you lose any more of your shame.

He realized I must have known about his acts. He lost his face although he said, “Let me see how you complete the movie!”
Me: That is my headache. I know how to deal with it. Guys, ask him to move out of my sight before I kick him out.

He smiled in embarrassment and looked at Megha saying, “Finally all your hard-work produced the result? Congrats.” And he left the house. Megha broke down and cried inconsolably. We tried to calm her. But she kept crying and said, “I think I shouldn’t have told you about him, sir. It was all entirely my mistake.”

Me: No Megha. It is not your fault. Actually, I got to know something more about him. I don’t know how to say. I caught him doing something nasty. I saw him sniffing your shawl. He was also sniffing the places where your girls sit. Very sorry I didn’t tell this before.

Everyone got shocked and gave a weird expression. But thankfully nobody asked how I got to know about it. They all asked “Sir! Why didn’t you throw him out the very moment you saw him doing?” I said, “I didn’t want to create an issue. Even if one person walks out, it will affect us all. I thought of dealing with it later.”

They were not very convinced with my reply. But they did support and assured me in giving their best to complete the movie. We went on with the movie with Megha as the Director. However, we all discussed everything together despite our varied roles.

Nothing very significant to mention happened during the rest of the shooting. Just that it took 15 more days than what was initially planned. After a few unsuccessful attempts to release it through famous youtube channels, we decided to release it in my own channel.

We spent on advertising the movie on other channels and were waiting for the launch with fingers crossed. I must say every one of us did great work to make the movie possible. I even sent that shithead his salary as per the contract and he shamelessly took it.

The movie got launched. The response to it was more than we expected. It reached 2.5M views within a week which got us all very happy. We got some recognition. I was happy for the others in the team as they started getting offers after the success.

Megha although stopped visiting as often, she called and texted me every day. One day she came home excitedly and said she got two offers one after the other. She hugged me and said, “It is all because of you sir.” I enjoyed the hug. She felt very soft when her boobs pressed against my chest.

I was even able to feel her erect nipples. It was a heavenly feeling! I didn’t know if it was the bra-strap or nipples but it totally turned me on. This was the first time I saw her as a woman.

To describe her, she was dusky with pimple face. The pimples actually gave her an erotic look. Her hairs were long, stood tall probably 5’8” and was very curvy. Although I love ass, this time it was boobs. Her boobs were really big and looked juicy standing out firm and thick.

Overall she had a perfect sexy figure with an okay-looking face but it was her pimples that did the magic. I was staring at her top to bottom after the hug. But didn’t want to make her notice my lusting eyes. I quickly turned away and tried to divert the mood.

Me: Oh great. It is our work, not just mine. Very happy for you! So, madam will give me a call sheet only after a year?
She: Sir, you will always be the first. If you want me to direct for you, I’ll even forego those 2 projects.

Me: Haha okay okay Just kidding. Go ahead with it dear, I’ll call you when you’re done with it.

As we were talking, the food which I ordered before she came, arrived. She wanted to take me out to give a treat. But we decided to share this food. She said, “Okay, we’ll go out for dinner later.” She took off her shawl. By the way, she was wearing salwar with a nice perfume.

I guess its Charlie, it emitted a very feminine fragrance. As we were unpacking the food she sat cross-legged on the sofa. Her salwar was so deep-necked her cleavage was asking her attention. My well-mannered dick stood-up to show respect. I mean who would just wear such dresses and think it is nothing.

I wondered if that was an invitation or a really inadvertent happening. Never did she wear a salwar this deep. I was confused and occasionally gave a good stare at her milk pouches. She should have sensed me looking at it as we were sitting very close to each other, side by side.

But she did nothing to cover it like how most women normally do. In fact, she herself used to do it during shooting days but not this time. I didn’t really feel like doing anything sexual. Because we were sitting exactly where the fling with Shoba happened. And it also reminded me of that sniffer dog.

She cleared her throat to ask, “Any contact with him?”
Me: Who? Oh, that guy? No! Did he contact you?
Her: Yeah just a sorry text some days later after the incident. He even sent a congrats message after success. But I didn’t reply to any of it.

Me: You never told me all this
Her: It wasn’t a big thing to inform. Actually, how you found him doing that?
It wasn’t prepared to answer this. I took time to think while sipping some water and said, “It got recorded in the CCTV cam.”

Thankfully she didn’t ask where it was.
Her: Hmmm. Yet you didn’t tell me about it. What if he planned for something big? What if he did something bad to me before we all got to know about him? So you were just interested in your own work right? Without bothering about me or my safety?

Me: Oh no. I do care a lot about you. If you noticed, I stopped asking you to be with him and kept you closer to me.
She started getting tears.

Her: Yet there was a possibility for something bad to have happened when you were away. Had you informed me I would’ve known his intentions and been more careful with him. You were selfish, accept it.

Me: OMG! Don’t kill me with words. Now that nothing happened. Stop this topic and don’t make me feel bad.

She started crying. I felt bad. I wanted to convince and came closer to put my hand around her shoulder.
Me: Hey! Stop it. Relax. please. It is all behind us. Forget it.
I rested my head against hers and wiped off her tears.

Me: Please don’t cry, sweetie. I am not so heartless to trade you for the film. I did everything I could to keep you safe, you just didn’t know it!

She stopped crying and stared at me sideways. The look she gave and the posture she was sitting made her look really hot. I could smell her fragrance more as she got heated up. She was breathing right on my face and looked straight into my eyes.

I got mischievous and wanted to make it look obvious. I pretended like I couldn’t control myself staring at her boobs. She continued staring at me but with a faint smile on her face. I asked, “Can I kiss you?” The smile got wider. I took that as a yes.

But to confirm I came even closer and she wasn’t moving back. Now, that is the real green signal guys. I gently rubbed my lips against hers. Then slowly started to suck her lips. The kiss got more vigorous when I started to squeeze her breasts. This activated the animal inside her and she bit my lips.

It took me a while to get her off the grip. She got really wild, hugged me tightly and sucked my neck giving me a hickey. I loved the way she was dominating. And now it was my turn to take the lead. I got her up, took off her salwar top along with her bra, made her stand topless before me.

Guys! That was the best pair of breasts I ever saw in my entire life. Those were firm with big dark areolas and pointed nipples. It was a once-in-a-lifetime sight to behold. I went OMG looking at them while she was standing there shyly trying to cover it.

I knelt down before her, took one boob and started sucking it while I squeezed the other. This got her aroused and she pushed my face deeper into her boobs. I now pushed down her pants along with her panties to reveal slightly hairy pussy and a really curvy hip.

Her thick broad thighs were adding more beauty to her hourglass figure. I was so overwhelmed by her beauty. I got crazy and lifted to take her inside my room and dropped myself on her over the bed. She closed her eyes with a smile as I bent her knees and went straight to her pussy.

The way her legs tapered down from her ass looked heavenly. Her pussy was darker than the rest of the body which was a real turn on. She had a meaty labia to munch and the smell was so inviting. Everything put together she should’ve been created by the sex-goddess.

Thick voluptuous girl with fat at the right places. I am not objectifying her but damn, she’s a perfect fuck material. I fingered her pussy which was already wet and full of mucus. I kept fingering it and scooped out that sticky fluid to use as a lubricant for fingering her cute asshole.

Her asshole was dark too without hair and I loved it. While fingering both the holes I checked for its edibility. It was all clean, healthy and inviting. Meanwhile, she was enjoying the fingering a lot. She kept twisting her body and moaned like a possessed creature.

I was now drooling to taste her holes one by one. I started sucking her labia while fingering her asshole. This made her wilder. She pushed my face into it and crushed my head between her thighs. I was literally suffocating but didn’t show it up to not appear weak.

When she herself released the hold I quickly took off, went straight up and guided her to suck my cock. She sucked it like she had been waiting to do it. I must say she was an expert in massaging my balls while sucking my dick. I myself got wild and started to fuck her mouth a few times.

But took off to go down on her. She got the cue when I tried to spread her legs and said, “No. No please, No” and covered her pussy with both the palms. I took the ‘No’ as ‘Yes’ and continued to spread her legs wider and positioned myself. This time she got fully out of the mood and got up breathing heavily.

Her: Please no, stop it.
Me: You want me to put on a condom?
Her: No! That is not the issue. I am a virgin.
Me: Oh.

She quickly sat back squatting, pulled the blanket and got covered up. She went silent for some time looking down. I kept asking what went wrong and even tapped her shoulders to get her attention. But she remained unmoved. I lifted her chin up to make her look at me.

Her eyes were all watery and she started crying. I got scared for a second. I took off from bed, went back to hall got dressed up and took her clothes came back in. She was still crying keeping her hand on her forehead. I tried to calm her down taking her hand off. But she kept pushing me away.

So I let her get back to normal on her own, got some water and kept it near her. She kept crying, crying and crying for 15 minutes continuously. Slowly she stopped and looked up to say, “I did a big mistake. Really a big mistake. I cheated him. I don’t know how am I gonna look at his face again.”

Me: What? Whose face?

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