It was our first meeting. She had asked me to wait outside Starbucks in CP & I was there before time. My heart was racing & the brain was pregnant with thoughts. What would she think of me? Would she stay? Would she be comfortable around me? Should I call her up & ask where she was? Or would that look too desperate?
There are still 5 minutes to 3. I sat in the cafe & ordered a cappuccino reminiscing the texts we had exchanged before this date. I had never been to a blind date before & that too with someone like her. Mature, intelligent, independent & gorgeous. Next few minutes, I completely lost sense of the world around me & started daydreaming. Suddenly my spell was broken & she stood right in front of me. There was intensity in her eyes, an unnatural wildness, a spirit that oozed hormones of lust all over her face. Without saying a word, she grabbed my hand & took me to her car parked on the front. She asked me to get inside the back seat & asked the driver to go.
"But where are we going?" I tried asking. She did not respond. Instead she raised her legs and kept on my thighs. She then glanced at me & asked me to massage them for her. I was a bit scared but honestly, the whole experience was so thrilling that I decided to take the risk.
After almost 45 minutes of teasing & craziness, we reached Taj Dwarka. She had already booked it. She asked me to get the room & handed me the IDs. And the moment I was about to get out, she grabbed the obvious bulge in my pants & gave it a squeeze.
"Get ready for me", she commanded with a blink.
I wasn't sure if it was right or morally correct but the situation was such that even death sounded overrated to me. I went to the hotel desk, completed the documentation & got the keys. As I turned, she stood behind me with restless all over her body. By the time we took the lift & reached our floor, she had kissed me 2 times & squeezed my ass. And she was just getting ready.