After a month, one day I suddenly remembered about Salma. I had to go to the airport to pick up a relative. So, I left the office early. But I still had a good 4 hours before the flight would land. I dialed the number again and asked if it was open. To which the half Kannada, half Malayalam speaking dude said yes. I reached the house easily this time and asked if I can have the services of Salma. I was sent to the same room and within a few minutes, Salma arrived with a bowl of oil and a towel.
This time I didn’t have to wait for her to start the massage, I pounced on her and started mauling those lovely milk jugs. She said that she would be there for an hour so why the hurry. I lay down again and the whole process started. I asked her what a full service meant to which she shyly said, “Sex.” I asked if she also did it. She said she never does that as she does not like it. I asked her if she would do it with me. She did not reply. I had bought a pair of artificial ear studs for her on the way. When I handed it over to her, she was elated. She said it was very nice and was very thankful. During the massage, I was again doing the same naughty things sucking and pressing those wonderful boobs. This time I squeezed her ass also but could not feel it properly as she was wearing jeans. After the massage, I asked her again if she would allow me to fuck her.
She didn’t say anything but just pulled her zip down to expose an orange color cotton panty. She pulled the panty down and said I could. I never expected this and to be honest very surprised. I expressed my inability to do it as I did not have a condom. I did not want to take the risk. She said it was a pity that she could not get my lovely shaft inside her. I took her phone number and asked if we could meet somewhere. But where was the question? She solved my problem by saying, “Na illu,” which means my house. I asked her what about her husband and she said she will manage.
After a couple of weeks, I was on a mandatory off for 15 days when I called her. She was excited and said I could come and she gave me the address. Those days there was no google map or WhatsApp to share the location. So she told me the area name and the cross and the door number. I said I would reach in 2 hours. After 5 minutes she dialled again and I feared she had changed her mind. But it was to remind me to get condoms. I reached her place and called her. The house was on the first floor. She came out on the balcony and asked me to come up. I reached her house and was a little apprehensive. The area was new to me and the experience was also new. Till then I had screwed known people in a known environment. She offered me juice and showed me the house. She had a room that was set up like a beauty parlour. When I looked questioningly at her, she said she was a beautician. She led me to a room with a single cot and asked me to be comfortable. She dialled a number and spoke to someone in Urdu. She disconnected the call and said she had called her husband to tell him that there was a client for massage.