Cerita seks datin
My head was down going through the morning newspaper.
I was reading news and a girl came and sat next to me. But noticed she is of Asian origin because of her skin color, she was listening to music on her phone. After 10mins she started fiddling with her phone – I guess she was changing the song.
And she selected a Bollywood song Delhi wali girlfriend and surprisingly increased the volume. Either she loves this song too much or she is trying to draw my attention.
I glanced at her – could not see her face but she was slim. Reason why I am saying this cause firstly I am man and all I think about is sex.
Everyone leaves office and takes the same train everyday all their lives. Anyways evening I saw her sitting in the slow train – I literally jumped in and this time sat opposite to her. As I sat she looked at me with her big brown eyes and I stared back with a forced smile. During the entire journey this continued – looking back and forth we must have caught each other’s eyes at least 10 times. She was wearing a skirt with black tights, formal shirt and a loose jacket on top. She would not smile back no matter how hard I tried. Under all that clothing I noticed she was wearing a mangal sutra.
I really wanted to say hi to her and introduce myself but just couldn’t do it. She was slim and I could make out her tits was not that big. I was surprised she looked too young to be married.
I tried to move the coffee cup close to hers’ such that our fingers could touch.
But what happened in the evening I had never imagined.