The store was in a duplex building on a small lane. I texted Nikhila about my arrival. She told me to wait for her message and walk straight into the store upon receiving the confirmation. At 20 minutes past 9, she confirmed to enter the store.
I took brisk steps, rushing into the store. The workers were all gone except for two. I hurried to the first floor and noticed Nikhila, along with one more worker, at one of the tables. As Nikhila had told me, I sneaked into a dark storage room that was clustered with clothes.
I waited eagerly for Nikhila. I texted her, “How long to wait?” She teased me by replying, “You are caught now. I will tell my husband.” I tempted her, saying, “Perfect. You should call him. I would love to make him cry out of jealousy seeing his wife’s pussy torn by my hard cock”
She did not respond; instead sent an angry emoji. She stopped responding to my further messages. The final minutes of the countdown for my 4+ years of wait for Nikhila started. I heard the sound of the shutter closing at around 9:45. I slowly sneaked out of the godown.
I scanned all around, but there was no hint of Nikhila. I texted her, but she didn’t respond. In confusion, I strolled around the store searching for hottie Nikhila. I heard the sound of door latches. My eyes narrowed to find a back door to the store.
The door slowly creaked open, and there she was. Nikhila with damp hair (which indicated that she had taken a bath very recently) in her kurta. She latched the door shut behind her. She stared at me and said, “Wait,” with a serious expression, and walked past me.
I noticed that she pulled a bag from one of the cupboards and walked into the trail room. I moved a stool in front of the trail room and sat waiting for my darling Nikhila.
I asked her through the door while she changed, “Hey Nikhila, neenu yaake sudden aagi disappear aagbitte? Ninna madve munche naavu Goa fantasy maadbekittu anta neene helidde. Nanna story alde nan mele ninge yestu kaama ittu, henge adanna control maadkondu idde?”
(Hey Nikhila, Why did you disappear suddenly? You told me that you wanted to fulfil your Goa fantasy before your marriage. Apart from my story, I know how much lust you had for me. How could you control that?)
She was silent all along. She opened the trail room door. She brushed her fingers, brushing from her head pted me by saying, “Idhe taane neenu aase pattiddu? Baa tago idella ivattu ninde.” (Is this what you wanted? Come, I am all yours for today.)
“Meow,” she clawed with deep red nail polish and a black cat hat on her head. Being a fashion designer, she walked out with a designer dress. A black blouse that was very deeply cut in the front. It stuck very tightly onto her boobs, popping her milky cleavage.
A lehenga cut all around, revealing her heavy, milky white thigh while she walked. The blouse’s height was small, and the lehenga was tied low waist, revealing her slender navel. She wore glass bangles on both of her hands and a silver necklace on her neck.
She wore a cat hat and cajoled dark colour around her pretty eyes. She also wore very long jasmine and roses over her free-falling wet hair. The aroma of flowers was fresh and provoking. She gave poses like a model with a pretty smile.