Note: This is my first shot at writing so your feedback is highly appreciated. All characters in this story are above the age of 18 years.
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I had somehow finished all my entrance exams by late May, so I was reaping the fruits of my self proclaimed 'labour'. Most of my mornings were spent watching television and playing video games, but the best part was the soccer matches that I played with my friends in the evening.
On one such warm evening as I was enjoying a game of soccer, a big truck came in through the gates of the society, apparently someone was moving in. Then I remembered my mom had told me that the other apartment on our floor had finally been sold.
Eight months ago the family living there had to move to Auckland and they were finding it really hard to sell the apartment. I was pretty fond of the Ahujas, they had a little son who used to spend a lot of time playing with me, I was his unofficial babysitter since he used to spend more time with me than the babysitter who was hired for him. I was really bummed out about that since I hated interacting with new people and I could practically see me being dragged by my mother to meet our new neighbours. Anyways the game took my mind of it and I continued playing.
An hour later after we were done playing a car came in. As I was heading back home, I saw the family step out of the car, I implied that these were my new neighbours.
Soon the girl turned to face me and I was awestruck, that was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. She was slim and had an athletic body. She had worn a pair of denims that held her tight ass. Her hair came down almost to her waist. Regardless of such a striking figure, the thing that caught my attention was her face, damn...she was like an angel. I kept on staring at her, luckily for me no one except her noticed that, even she started staring at me. I hate romantic movies but it did feel like an eternity as our eyes remained locked to each other. I was lost in those two hazel pearls.
I snapped out of my trance as I felt my friend's hand on my shoulder "Dude, if you're gonna stare at least TRY to be subtle." My protests fell on deaf ears as he waved off my lies. He laughed and went away.
As I continued my embarrassment filled journey to the elevator, I saw her following me, my heart just skipped a beat, her parents were still at the car. Seemed like i was gonna talk to this gorgeous woman. As we both got into the elevator she greeted me with a Hi, I think I managed to mumble a Hi back because I saw a smile develop across her face.
"Are you moving into 401?" I was finally managing some words.
"Yes, I'm Sandhya nice to meet you."
"Hi, I'm Rohan I live in 402." Completely oblivious to the fact that I was sweating like the Niagara falls I extended my hand to her, before I realised it she shook my hand in return and again I entered a trance as her soft dainty hand enclasped mine. I somehow managed to return to my senses as the elevator reached our floor. I bid her farewell and went to my home.
My dad caught my dazed state and inquired about the reason I told him it was nothing and went for a shower. It was one long shower.
After I came out my mother asked me if I would like to visit the new neighbours and was really shocked with my enthusiastic response. So, I tagged along with her to visit our new neighbours.
Mrs Das welcomed us. After the usual pleasantries were exchanged she offered us some tea and snacks, Mr Das and Sandhya also joined the conversation, I was determined to not make a fool out of me this time so I was very casual and avoided matching her gaze which would have begun my descent into that beautiful abyss. So, it seemed like the Das family liked us since we were invited to dinner the next day.
The next morning my mother asked me to do some grocery shopping, and fortunately for me Sandhya was there at the shop too. She was wearing a green top which tightly hugged her body and accentuated her breasts and hips, and oh god those hips...perfectly shaped with practically no fat and the denims that she was wearing didn't fail to compliment her well shaped tight ass either.
"Hi Rohan."
"Hi".
Seems I was getting better at talking to her, usually I didn't have any problem with talking to girls but I just choked for words the first time that I saw her.
"Getting to know the local shops?".
"Yeah, since mom and dad are out I have to cook my lunch myself." I can relate to that, even both of my parents worked so I was familiar with 'learn to cook or starve concept.
"I know, it's such a drag, but beats going hungry any day."
"Damn right" and once again I was witness to that beautiful smile.
"Let's go to a restaurant, I know some pretty good places around here." Shit what did I do, I practically asked her out on a date, I scared her off, great going buddy. But to my surprise she did agree to have lunch with me. I agreed to pick her up at 1.
I didn't wanna seem like a desperate guy by dressing like I was going to the Oscars, so I put on a game of thrones t-shirt pulled, on a pair of jeans and knocked on her door at around 1. She must have took a bath just a few mins ago because as soon as she opened the door a sweet strawberry fragrance came rushing out. She was standing in a pair of shorts which showcased those flawless legs, and was massaging her wet hair with a towel, those jet black hair flowing down her left shoulder made me imagine what those Greek goddesses must have looked like. I don't remember being allergic to strawberries but that day they sure left me intoxicated.