Coming back to the story now, in early Jan, 2004, I met Deepti for lunch near the place I stayed and during our conversation she proposed her that in-laws would be going back by end of this month and if I want to, I can shift at her place for the rest of my time left in Delhi. She said so out of her concern for me but I was more than happy to accept the offer because apart from her company, staying at her place would mean a much better and comfortable life compared to the life at a PG. So I informed the PG owner about leaving the PG next month and in Feb first week I shifted at Deepti’s place.
I was given the guest room and she used to sleep in her room. I used to study at night and sleep during the day and would generally meet her only in evenings as before she would wake up in the morning I had already gone to bed. On weekends we would go for outings like movies or dinners or just strolling to nearby markets and occasionally her brother would also join us. She had her husband’s car but didn’t know driving so I would drive her around. The first month of my stay was not very exciting except that every evening when she was back from office, she used to give me a tight hug and I kind of started enjoying that. In the evening we used to chit chat for some time as she cooked dinner for us. I then realized that her married life was not going well and her husband did not treat her well. In fact she told me that it was her decision to stay back in India despite the fact that she too was getting a good offer from the company her husband had shifted to. I found out that her husband even used to physically assault her and it really hurt me. How could anybody do that to a girl like her. We were bonding well with each other and this was the first time that we had spent so much time together alone. At times I would offer to make something for dinner, like omelet with coffee or maggi etc. and would ask her to relax, I would also give her a oil head massage or a simple shoulder and neck massage. On weekends, I would help her with dusting of the house and doing other household chores and all. She liked my little gestures.
With the onset of summer it started getting hot in Delhi and since her flat was on the top floor it used to get really hot during the day. The evening were relatively pleasant and cool breeze used to blow but there were too many mosquitoes in that area so we could not open the balcony door or widows for long.
So with summer coming in, she asked me to sleep in her room as there was only one AC in the house and she again started wearing shorts in the house. She looked absolutely stunning in those and some of her shorts were really short and sexy and I could see her juggling ass while she walked around. She looked absolutely killer in those clothes and it was become increasingly difficult for me to not stare at her ass. I remember once she wore low rise shorts and I looked at her with my jaws dropped, it took me a few seconds to come back to my senses. I could not take my eyes off her legs and her ass and I know that she could clearly see what was happening to me but she kept behaving normally. It was not that she was trying to seduce me, in fact thats how she was. Wearing such short clothes was like a routine for her but for me it was an unusual and erotic experience.