Abhirami’s face fell when I asked about her husband and was almost in tears. Wiping her tears she replied, “He is no more. He passed away 2 years back. I am going to my sister’s place in Bangalore to attend a function.”
“I am sorry to hear that,” I really meant that and looked at the lady sitting next to me. Abhirami was in her mid-thirties, very young age to miss her husband. She was about 5.2, medium built around 55 kgs, but I saw she had huge breasts which she had covered under her saree pallu.
I felt ashamed of myself thinking about her body. I moved closer to the window to sleep and at the same time driver switched off the lights as we were already on the highway. Abhirami too sat properly resting back against the seat.
While she did that, her thighs grazed mine and I could feel her body heat and her feminine body smell. My left hand was on my thigh and my elbow was touching her right arm. I didn’t know where else to keep it. So left it there and tried to sleep.
After some 30 minutes or so, the driver took a sharp right turn and Abhirami’s body moved against me pushing me towards the window. In that process, my left elbow was pressed against her right breast and found it was soft like a sponge. I tried to move away, but I couldn’t as I was sandwiched between the window and the lady.
Abhirami didn’t move back to her original position to give me some space. So I let my elbow rest against her soft breasts and waited to see what is going to happen next.
I looked at her. In the darkness, I could see her eyes closed and was sleeping. I wondered how a person could sleep so quickly in a moving bus and thought she might be pretending to be sleeping. I let my elbow graze her soft big breasts and was enjoying myself.
This went on for the next few minutes. I sensed Abhirami was pushing her breasts more towards me even though the bus was moving on a straight road. I began to think if she was doing it on purpose or accidentally. But I didn’t have the courage to check it out.
Another 10 minutes passed and she showed no signs of moving to the other side to give me some space. I was tired of this cat and mouse game. I badly wanted to feel her breasts and wondered what will be her reaction for that. If she catches me doing that, I thought of telling her that it was accidental.
I got encouraged, lifted my right hand and crossing it brought it near my left elbow. Slowly my right-hand fingers crawled slowly to the sides of her right breast and caressed her soft boobs flesh on the saree pallu. I rolled my eyes towards her to see her reaction and found her still sleeping.
Slowly, I began to move my fingers slowly on her huge right breast caressing it. I was looking from the corner of my eyes at her to see if she notices my finger work on her breasts. To my luck, she didn’t move a bit and I let my fingers feel her softy boobs for a few more minutes.
After a few minutes, to my surprise, she moved her right hand on my left hand which was feeling her breasts and my hand was trapped between her hand and her boobs. I tried to remove my hand but was not able to. She pressed her hand against mine and now my fingers were actually pressing her breasts and feeling its softness.
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