Casual Meeting - Chapter Two (Erotic Romance)

Chapter Two - The Seduction (4,349 words)1


She wore a green fully transparent nighty and nothing under! I could see her round shapely breasts standing firm proudly and she had a wicked smile on her face. Her fair skin glowed under the transparent fabric. With an effort I look up and stared into her eyes. The challenge in her eyes was unmistakable.2

"How do you like me, Arun," She said softly seeing my shock. 3

"For God's sake, Neela, what are you upto?" I asked careful not to raise my voice. 4

"How does it look to you?" she returned with the wicked smile now reaching her eyes. It was very obvious she was enjoying my discomfort. I was glad I was wearing my shorts under my lungi. I took a deep breath and composed myself. 5

"Look, Neela, I am probably double your age and a married man as well, Please for God's sake don't tease me," I almost begged. She laughed loud and stretched her hands up thrusting her breasts at me. I felt weak inside me and looked around for a support. 6

"Let us go into the bedroom," She took my hand and ushered me along. I sank in the chair in the bedroom and she sat in the bed opposite me. 7

Bending forward she took both my hands in hers and said softly," I am a bad girl, right?" She sounded serious. 8

For a full minute I did not reply and then slowly said, "No, Neela, it is just that I am a weakling," 9

"You said you wanted sex with love, I have had enough sex but never love," she paused and looked into my eyes. I did not dare reply. 10

"Well, Arun, if you don't like the idea.....," she trailed off without finishing. I sat erect pulling my hands from hers. So far I was only thinking she is teasing me and checking me out. You know, to see how far she can go with me before I made a move. But now I saw she is serious, dead serious. 11

I got up and walked to the window. Pushing aside the lace curtains I looked out at the night. I needed time to think. It is one thing to flirt, fun, of course, but to play ball is different, a lot different. She is young and healthy. Me, at mid fifties while I am healthy, can't say I am fit for her, especially in bed. What if I aroused her fire and then could not quench it? It was scaring. I had no desire to disappointment her, not after giving her high hopes of love and lust.12

Back home we rarely had sex; when we did it was a simple act just to satisfy her needs. I had never thought of my needs nor demanded anything from my wife. I just wanted to be a good husband doing his duty, mostly when she needed it badly. Other wise I stayed clear. This is different. This young woman has big expectations. If I took up the challenge, I have to live upto it or I will ruin her hopes for good. I wished I was a stronger man and had stayed in my room, giving some excuse or the other. 13

I turned around to look at her, hoping to see disgust and anger in her face. Instead she seemed calm and composed. She was sitting quietly looking at me and waiting. Waiting for me to make up my mind. Now I know, even if I refused and walked out she will understand. She is that kind, refined and self confident. She knew what she wanted and knew she is worth it. Deserved to get what she wanted, a real lady and a perfect woman. At the same time, big hearted enough to accept denial.14

One thing became very clear to me. I will never again meet another woman like her. Even if I could not give her all she wanted, she would still appreciate my effort and will not denounce or condemn me. Her silent resolve broke my barriers and I made up my mind. I will do all I can to give her my best, whatever it may be. If I failed, it would be my fault totally. She has given me my chance to back out. Resolutely I walked to her. 15

When she saw me walking towards her, she got up and stood silently waiting for my next move. I could see the anxiety in her eyes and the old pomp and fire was gone. I stood before her and put my hands on her hips. 16

"Okay, my dear, you win," I said looking into her anxious eyes. She broke down then, burying her head on my shoulder, she began to cry. As I held her close to me, I felt her body shake as she sobbed into my shoulder. Silently I held her and after a while began to knead her back, up and down and then sideways. I felt the zipper of her gown and pressed it against her body gently. Not to hurt her, but to let her feel the pressure so she will come out of her tears. 17

Those moments were bliss. It was as if the world did not exist and we were in the space, floating in the void, two souls finding each other. Suddenly all my confusions and misgivings were gone. I was cool and composed, with no thoughts except the feel of her soft body pressing against mine. A serenity I have never experienced before but have dreamed of a lot. I unzipped her gown down to the end at her waist. I slid my hands into the opening, for the first time feeling her soft velvet skin with my palms. It was softer than her palm I had shook before more than once and warm. 18

Unthinking my lips took her earlobe and I munched it gently. Her sobbing slowed and she has stopped shaking. My tongue came out to lick the back of her ear and my hands moved down to cup her cheeks. Gently I squeezed and pulled her against me pressing her harder against my own hardness. A soft moan left her lips and her lips touched my shoulder on top of my T shirt. Pulling her away from me, I stripped her gown in one sweep and then lifted her in my hands like a baby. With her hands around my neck, she giggled and I felt her lips nip my cheek. 19

Gently I laid her on the bed on her back and then quickly undressed. I sat by her side and her hands took hold of me fondling. I put my hands on her cheeks and holding her face, bend down and kissed her gently first and then with all the pent up passion bursting. My tongue probed her lips and she opened them to let my tongue in. The feel of her erect nipples against my bare chest added to the fire and I was in a frenzy as I kissed her hard and long. Our tongues fought with each other, our saliva mingled and both our bodies were in fire. 20

When at last we broke the kiss we were breathing hard and smiling. My hands traced her neck, paused and then moved down to circle her breasts. She giggled as my fingers went under her breasts and her hands once again clutched me and was fondling almost furiously. I had my eyes fixed on hers as my fingers circled around her swollen breasts, each circle becoming smaller and climbing higher. Below I could feel her legs thrashing impatiently. With her hands playing with my hardness, I had no idea how long I will last. But I wanted to make this last as long as I can for her even if I let go. 21

When my fingers came closer to her peaks and touched her areola, she closed her eyes and moaned softly. I now let my eyes wander and saw the nipples erect and standing out inviting. I took those nipples between my fingers and began to pinch them slowly at first and then as hard as I could. She cried out softly at my hard pinching and her whole body shuddered. I cupped her almost flattened breasts, gathering them in my palm and softly kneaded them. She whimpered and shook trying to pull away. I bend down and took one of her nipples in my mouth between my lips first and then slowly swallowed it, savouring the salty sweat and her feminine aroma. 22

My one hand now went under her holding her and the other moved down and explored her flat smooth stomach. I paused near her naval circling with my finger and then dipped in tickling her to laughter. I moved my mouth to the other breast as my hand moved down her stomach caressing her soft skin loving the feel of it against my rough palm. My mouth nibbled and bit at her nipples, eliciting moans and whimpers from her. Thankfully she has stopped playing with my hardness and now held my face with both her hands, pressing down onto her breasts. The release helped me hold on without letting go. 23

With my mouth and tongue busy at her breasts my hand moved onto her Venus mount, paused there a while feeling its smoothness, she had shaved and it was velvety soft, and then with my fingers I traced her lips between her legs. Her legs opened wider as my fingers kept up the tracing, feeling the lips swell and her juices began to flow wetting my fingers. She was guiding my mouth from one breast to the other as she needed and was enjoying my attention both on her breast and her privacy. 24

After teasing her outer lips for a while, I moved my finger further tracing the inner layer of the lips, her juices now flooding. Very slowly I let one of my fingers into her and probed. She almost cried out when my finger touched her clit and I flicked it gently and then let another finger join in. When I pinched her clit, she cried out and then I felt her thrash as her first orgasm took hold. I kept up the pinching as she thrashed her legs and pushed her waist up forcing my fist sink in. Her hands were now holding onto my shoulders, her finger nails digging in as she let herself go. The spasm lasted a while and then when she relaxed, I withdrew my fingers from inside her. Looking deep into her glazed eyes, I sucked my fingers, tasting her juices and smiled at her.25

Her eyes opened wide at that and I kissed her lips lightly and then abruptly turned around to face her legs. I am not finished yet and there is a lot more I wanted to do to her before I even entered her, if at all. The pressure kept building inside me and I was not sure when I will burst. But I wanted to concentrate on her and her needs alone and let her know what it is like to make love with love and devotion. This concentration on her kept my thoughts away from my own needs and helped me stay hard and not let go. 26

I let my hands fall on her waist and then moved down her legs kneading along the way, cherishing the sensual softness of her silky thighs. She moaned and with her hands around my waist sat up, pressing her breasts to my back. The soft sweetness of her breasts on my skin added fire to my passion and I groaned and for a minute there, thought I was gone. I had to use all my will power to hold back and I sat still with my hands resting on her legs unmoving. I waited to get myself in control before I proceeded. 27

Her lovely glowing skin was intoxicating and her uninhibited response to my touches were soaring my spirits high. This is becoming a novel experience for me, some thing I have never before experienced at home. She is proving to me a passionate woman who truly enjoyed the attention she was getting and was not ashamed in letting me know her true feelings. This is the kind of love making I had always dreamed of but never really could get. 28

Once I felt sure I am in control of my own passion, I continued with my hands caressing her lovely legs with the true ardour that I felt within. She was pushing herself against me and her lips touched and then I felt her teeth sink into my shoulder as she tried to hold on to me and my touches. As my hands moved down, my body was bending lower and lower and she had no alternative but to let go of me and sank back on the bed. My hands were now massaging the underside of her feet and my face was almost in line with her feet. 29

Holding her legs tightly in my hands I took one of her toes in my mouth and sucked on it. She giggled and moaned as I continued sucking her toes one after the other, my hands firmly holding her feet and squeezing them gently. Then slowly I licked her legs and began to trace a wet line on her legs as my tongue climbed up her legs, pausing now and then on fleshy parts to lovingly kiss, munch or bite as I thought fit. I lingered long on her thighs licking the whole area slowly and sensually, forcing her to twist and turn around in her passion and putting one or the other leg on me. 30

I smiled when she would hastily pull her leg off of me, suddenly becoming conscious of her action and then doing the same thing again when I bit her inner thigh or tried to take her flesh in my mouth. My heart warmed at her passion and her concern and I decided it is time to give her another orgasm. This play was titillating to both of us no doubt but it was just play and she needed a release. With that thought in mind I climbed onto the bed, kneeling between her legs and looked up at her smiling. My sudden pause must have shocked her, for she looked at me questioningly. 31

When I buried my face between her legs and took both her legs and closed them about my face, she gasped, more in surprise I think than at my action. I stayed unmoving, letting my breathe caress her inner thigh and the lips of her treasure. Her hands fell on my head and she was pulling gently at my hair. I let my tongue out and touched her lips and then slowly traced the outline of her lips, tasting her juices as they flowed. She moaned and pushed my head down and my tongue was thrust into her. It was as though my tongue has been dipped into a warm pool and I involuntarily I sucked her juices, drinking them as they flowed into my mouth. 32

As my tongue kept sneaking around, it found her clit and flicked on it and she went over the edge once more, her legs closing tighter around my head, her waist pushed upward and she was writhing under me. I managed to take her clit between my teeth and slowly bit on it adding to her pleasure, forcing her to spasm hard and in abandon. This is too fast for me, as I had planned to taste more of her inner space and wanted to linger there much longer savouring every drop of her juice and every inch of her inner wall. I had to give her time to return from her orgasmic world and so I just stayed with my teeth biting her clit and my mouth sealed to her lips. 33

She was holding on to my head so hard, I could hardly breathe. But I wanted her to have her orgasm uninterrupted and so I held on, until her grasp relaxed and then I pulled my face away and gasped for breathe. She must have realized my plight, for, now sat up and pulled my face to her breasts and held my face there tightly but of course with enough space free for me to breathe. Her heaving breasts against my cheek was refreshing, I was serene with my head against her bosom. This is much better than I had hoped and what was really surprising was I still had my hardness and though it was now aching, I had a feeling I can hold on a little longer at least. 34

She had other plans. I felt her hand snake down and take hold of my throbbing hardness and caressed it tenderly. She must have felt the ache in it, for, she now whispered in my ear, "Let me, please," With that she pushed me down gently and then turned around and placed herself comfortably between my legs. She looked at me, smiled shyly and then bend down to kiss the tip of the head and then lick the precum. I thought I was going to burst and groaned aloud, it was so sensitive. She held it tight in her hands and then took the head into her mouth. That was all I needed to erupt. I tried to pull out of her mouth but she held on as I spurted my load into her mouth. She drank every drop of it, kneading and sucking all the while. I wriggled my waist under her and groaned in pleasure, as her mouth kept working on my hardness until it became limp. 35

She came to my side and lay beside me, her head buried on my chest. Both of us were breathing hard and inside me I was feeling shame for letting go so soon. I had held on for so long that it seemed stupid of me to let go just when the time was not right. Her mouth felt so good, that it was no big deal that I lost control. A little while later when our breathing was almost normal she raised her head and kissed my mouth, her hands on my head, ruffling my hair. 36

"You are wonderful," She whispered when she broke away from my mouth. 37

"I am sorry, I could not hold out any longer," I apologized, regret and shame plain in my voice. 38

"You held out long enough, Arun, it was great, I loved every moment of it and did not expect you to be so hard when my chance came," She was smiling like a happy child having got her long desired doll. 39

Arun did not reply instead he took her in his arms and held her close to him as though if he let go, he will lose her. He felt warm inside and her body felt good in his arms. It was like holding in his arms his cherished dream and his feelings soared. Her hands around his neck were tenderly massaging his muscles and his own hands were caressing her soft skin. 40

His hands roamed across her back and kept slipping down to her cheeks. He cupped them and squeezed them and pulled her hips against him, all the time whispering sweet nothings into her ear. She was giggling and kissing his neck and shoulders, some times biting his shoulder playfully too. He enjoyed the thrill for a while but he was not finished yet and wanted more of her. He broke away from her and laid her on her back and deliberately spread her legs wide. Then once again he settled himself between her legs and without looking at her face, went down on her once more. 41

This time his tongue plunged right in and he began to probe inside her as his hands cupped her cheeks and squeezed them hard. She wiggled under him and his tongue seemed to lick all around her inner wall. His tongue went in and out of her, slowly at first but kept adding to the tempo until she moaned and squirmed and took hold of his head in her hands. Meanwhile he felt himself hardening. Her juices were flowing past his mouth onto her legs and his hands kept moving here and there caressing her soft skin, pinching her erect nipples or squeezing her breasts gently, some times and pretty hard at other times. 42

When ever his tongue met up with her clit, he flicked it, but he was concentrating on her inner wall, trying to find her G spot. After a while he found it and kept his attention riveted to it, his tongue strumming the spot with unrelenting frenzy. Her moans turned to whimper and then she was crying and was trying hard to muffle her screams as she went over the hill again and again filling his mouth with her juices and overflowing. At last he relented and stayed still as her spasm subsided and she slowly returned to normal. She was still breathing hard when he rose up and hovered above her, balancing his weight on his toes and hands, his body hardly touching hers. 43

He kept his gaze fixed on her closed eyes waiting for her to open her eyes and look at him. Finally feeling his body above him, she opened his eyes to look at him and he wriggled his hips a little, so the tip of his hardness touched her treasure. Her hands took him in them and then guided him into her. He wanted her to feel him good and so thrust hard burying himself deep inside her with one thrust. She cried out softly at this brutal intrusion, but wrapped her legs around his waist to hold him buried inside her. He kissed her hard and began to pump in and out of her. She gyrated and lifted her hips to meet him as he speeded up and then they fell into a rhythm. 44

Having spent himself once, he knew he could last longer this time and so concentrated on his pumping and kept up the tempo, feeling the sweetness of her insides as they tightened around him, almost trying to suck him into her. There was no sound other than her moans, his groans and the plop, plop of him entering and exiting from her juicy pool. It seemed ages before he felt her go rigid on him for a minute and then flooded him, whimpering, her finger nails digging into his flesh and her legs thrashing about. He felt like being inside an inferno as her hot juices boiled and burned his fast moving hardness. His hands clutching onto her shoulders came up to cup and squeeze her breasts, pinching her erect nipples, eliciting cries from her as it alternated pain and pleasure on her. 45

When he could no longer keep up his fast tempo, he slowed down and relaxed above her, breathing hard. Her hands were tender on him as they roamed all about his sweating body, showing her appreciation and love. When he was rested, he began the tempo once again and they fell back to the rhythm wantonly and forgetting the world around them. He had long before stopped counting her orgasms but concentrated on lasting as long as he could. When finally his balls swelled and he erupted, he filled her with his flood and felt her own flooding and never felt her biting his shoulder to muffle her scream. 46

When he came out of the trance, he found her lay under him unmoving and realized she has fainted, unable to bear the intensity of their mutual eruption. Hastily he got out of the bed and splashed cold water on her face to revive her. She jerked back to life and he sighed in relief. But when he looked at her, she was smiling and pulled him on top of her showering kisses on his cheeks and eyes. He broke away from her and held her in his arms and kissed her tenderly on her cheeks. For a while they lay side by side and then he began to caress her tired body smiling into her eyes. 47

"You sure you are a brute, Arun," she told him smiling.48

"Did I hurt you?" He was anxious. 49

"Only my pride," she replied still smiling broadly.50

"What? He exclaimed.51

"Yes, my pride, my sweet man, I never thought any man can ever love a woman as intensely as you did and as long as you did either,"52

"But then I have never been really loved this much before either," she added hastily. 53

They laughed together and held on to each other. Morning found them still in each others arms in a peaceful slumber. They went to the conference late that day and later left the conference much earlier too. They spend the evening together, visiting places of interest, holding hands and giggling, laughing like a newly married couple on their honeymoon. They did not care about the funny glances which came towards them and winked when they caught some one staring at them. 54

Back in the hotel and in bed they did not make love but lay in each others arms talking. That was their last night together for, by the next afternoon, the conference will be over and by evening they will have to catch their flights back home. They never talked about going home the next day but about things they would like to do together again when chance would present itself. While he was sceptical about another chance, she was full of hopes and he could not bring himself up to tell her his doubts. 55

But life is strange and unpredictable. In less than three months, they were together in each other's arms but this time not for just a one night stand but united forever. That is another story to tell and will probably be longer than this one, I am thinking. 56

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