Thursday evening we planned for dinner + movie night in the town. I spent my afternoon exploring places around her apartment but there was nothing much going on in that area. I reached back her apartment around 5pm and she was getting ready for the evening. I sat in the living room, playing some music on the radio and flipping through movie gossip magazines in her living room. The weather was hot and she had just stepped out of the shower. I didn't dare to enter her bedroom unless she was ready. The only bathroom in the apartment was in her bedroom and surprisingly there were no bedroom doors. It made sense for her as she was living alone and there was nobody to hide from. Later, I turned off the radio to check if she was ready as I had to use the bathroom. After few mins of silence, I could hear her combing her hair. The sound of her hair brush running through 90 cms of long wet hair was very inviting. I couldn't resist and slowly walked up to the bedroom. Without looking in her direction, I asked if it was ok to use the bathroom. She replied "go ahead" and I turned my face towards her. She was sitting in front of a large mirror and combing her hair. I had to walk past from behind her to reach the bathroom. I could smell the fragrance of her body and her shampoo. She was wearing a tight dark blouse with plunging cleavage paired with a dark long skirt. I was surprised and freezed for few seconds. She paused combing, looked into my eyes through the mirror and said "Don't worry, I will be wearing a long sleeve top over it." I had no words to express and so I just smiled and entered the bathroom.
I had already hit my puberty sometime back and I "knew" few things about love, relationship and sex. Though I didn't have a girl friend but I had been through various close encounters with pretty girls in my college. I too got ready in no time and we took a cab to the dinner place. Everybody in the restaurant was ogling at her. I was wondering what would people around us think about me? A young boyfriend or just a son? Dimple was a head turner for sure. The male waiters won't leave us alone. While the restaurant manager stopped-by twice while we were at the restaurant. He also gave her free dinner coupons for next 2 visits. Dimple knew how to turn one on. After dinner, we walked upto the movie theatre next door. It was a single screen movie experience and it was a last show of a horror movie. The next movie theatre was several miles away so we bought tickets for this. Being the last show, there were not many serious movie goers in the theatre. Most were couples making out in the dark. And some single elderly souls snoring in the back. Dimple was scared of horror movies and kept herself distracted by eavesdropping and giggling on the couples that were making out around us. We both laughed a lot after coming out of the movie theatre.
The weather was chilly in the night. There were no cabs available to drop us back home and hence we opted to walk back. It was a 15-20mins walk in the dark where we had to pass-by a school play ground and a grave yard before we reach her apartment. As we approached the grave yard, she started brisk walking while hugging my arm. Her right squishy breast was constantly pressed against my left arm and she kept pushing me to walk faster. I was getting hard and could no more feel the wind chill. I was warm inside. She was whispering words to convey. AND few steps from there, one of her heels broke. She lost her balance and hugged me to avoid falling on the ground. Though I was of average built, I followed my instincts and with quick reflex action... I wrapped my arms around her to avoid her hitting the floor. In the process, I kind of squeezed her breasts, unrolled her hair bun and rubbed my penis on her butt. Also her silky top got torn in to 3 pieces. She sat on the ground, upset and with her eyes wet. She was feeling helpless because of her broken heels by the grave yard. My shoes won't fit her Cinderella feet and so I quickly gave her my black socks. I told her it goes well with her black dress. She smiled and winked at me with her teary eyes. We both walked backed slowly to her apartment. She changed to her night gown and made warm coffee for both of us. We laughed at the whole experience and went to our respective beds.
Early in the a.m. I woke up hearing some thud / sound coming from her bedroom. I got up from my sofa bed and walked heel to toe without making any noise. I peeked into her bedroom while standing on the other side of the bedroom wall. I saw her standing naked in front of the mirror. She seemed to be just out of the shower and water was dripping from all over her body. Her wet hair were tied on top of her head in a white turban. This view stole my heart. She had the most perfect hair and body one could wish for. I felt like walking upto her and hugging her from back. But instead I opted to go back to my sofa-bed with a hardened penis. No, I didn't jerk off thinking of her nor I had any disappointment. Maybe I was saving that act for later.
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