You were a part of mass layoffs that took place in your office. You cannot survive in Bangalore anymore due to lack of funds. You plan to come back home. You are at your lowest. Your gf is not able to give that much time to you. After all she is not the one who does not have a job. You are emotionally frustrated and financially all-time low. Like every other young adult, you avoid sharing these with your parents. They let you be assuming this is temporary. You start adopting to this new lifestyle. But that Sunday was different.

Your father’s close friend who happens to live nearby came home for lunch with his family. He, his wife, and their daughter seemed to be a decent family. He asks about your whereabouts. What an asshole!! You think to yourself. Your father covers up for you. “He is taking a break from this corporate rate race” he says. “So does he just sit at home all day?” The wife of the friend asks. You respond hesitantly,” Not exactly… But mostly yes!”

The wife then says, “How about you take some time to teach our daughter?”

You question, “What is she studying anyway?”

An unknown voice responds,” I am on the last year of my graduation. Planning to take CAT the next year.”

You realise that it is their daughter whom you notice for the first time. She is a petite girl who looks nerdy due to these glasses.

She was wearing this

She remained occupied with her phone throughout the lunch.

When leaving her mother insisted you to guide her for CAT as she does not have time to go for coaching in her 4th year. You hesitantly agree.

Few days pass by and your mother reminds you of your words. You try to avoid it but the boredom at home gets you. You finally decide to tutor her for CAT.

You go to their place for a trial class in the afternoon. The family greets you well but the girl is nowhere to be found.

“She is taking a bathe.” Her mother clarifies.

After sometime you see her. She is wearing this

The wet hair and the bindi made her look cute. But her wet hair made the whites translucent. You can see her bra which looked something like this

For a moment you realise that you are staring her a lot and hence you break the ice with a question.

“Ready to begin?” You ask. She responds, “Yes. I will get my notebook”

The class goes on. You are served with snacks. And the time passes by. While leaving you casually mention,” You will forget quants if you do not practice. Do let me know for any doubts.” She replies “How? I do not have your number!” And there you go. You exchange numbers and part ways.

The classes continue for some time. Few weeks pass by and you never feel anything for her. She seems to be an average student and you try your best to teach her.

One night at 12 you get a WhatsApp text. It is her.

She: Hello! Can you please help me solve this if you are awake?

You just realized even if she had your number all these days, she never texted or called.

You: Ya, sure! Share the question.

She: Here you go!

You solve it within 5 and get back to her.

You: Here is the answer. On a different note, you should sleep. Quants can wait for tomorrow.

She: You sleep this early?

You: Not really. I was talking about you.

She: OH! Did I disturb you?

You: No. You did not. Relax. Ping me anytime you feel like to. Now go and sleep.

She: I will go in sometime. Good night!

This kind of chat continues for some days. Strictly professional! Exchange of doubts and resolving… One night like every other day you receive an attachment. When you open it, you see it is a picture of her drinking beer with some friends. Before you respond to this image… she deletes it and says…

She: Sorry! Not meant for you.

You: Its ok.

She: I have a request. Please do not say my parents about it. They would unalive me.

You: Relax! Your secret is safe with me.

She: Thanks! So, are you a good secret keeper?

You: Yeah, kind of. You got any other secrets I need to hide from your parents?

She: Before you tell me one of your secrets. So that I can trust you.

You: Secrets! I do not have any. I am an open book.

She: Is it so? That is doubtful.

You: Seriously. Ask me anything.

She: In that case, tell me, do you have a girlfriend?

You: I had one. But I think she ghosted me now that I am here.

She: 😢! So sorry

You: Relax! I am over it. Any other questions?

 She: No, enough sadness for now. You are trustable.

You: Haha. Do you have anything else to share?

She: Yes. Wait!

After sometime she sends this picture to you.

You: Woah! Nice.

She: Nobody knows it. How do you like it?

You: Its nice. Looks good on you.

She: I know. Keep it to yourself.

You: Sure! Secret Locked!! Anyways Its already 1. You should sleep.

She: Okay. Good night!

You: Good night.

Post that a few classes pass by. One day, while teaching in living room some guests appear at her place. Her mother suggests you both to go to her(daughter’s) room to study. You agree.

After going to her room, you teach her for a while. After sometime the conversation topic changes to random shit. Within such tangle of topics, you ask

You: When did you get that tattoo?

She: A week back! You want to see?

And then she does not wait for your response. She lifts her t-shirt sideways to show her tattoo again. You get shocked for a moment and then you normalize it in your head. You get a glimpse of the side boob but she made sure she covers it. Something happens to you and you run your fingers over it. While doing that you notice that she is rolling her eyes. This turns you on instantly. You control yourself and bring back your hand. The class gets over after sometime and you leave.

On your way back to home you are constantly thinking about her. She has never made you feel you this way. Was she attracted towards you? Or are you just overthinking. Time pass by and its midnight. She is supposed to send her doubt of the day which she does not. You think to sleep over it but you can’t.

You text her.

You: Slept?

The message remains unread for some time. You plan to delete the message before she reads. Before you do that, you see its blue ticked.

She: No, you?

You: I did not get any doubts today??

She: I could not study.

This response scares you. Did your touch make her feel uncomfortable? Is she traumatized or something?

You: What happened? Is everything all right?

She: Yeah. Just did not get the time to study.

You: OH! Did I make your feel uncomfortable today?

She: No. You did not. I liked the touch.

This makes your heart beat faster. You do not know how to respond to this. Your body starts to heat up.

You: Thank God! I was scared.

She: Did you like it?

You are now blushing. You do not know how to respond. You choose to remain professional

You: Yes! You take good skin care of yourself.

She: Hehe thanks! Anything else?

You: I mean…. I would touch your skin again when I get a chance

She: We will see about that!

You liked the way she teased you. Before you could type anything else she says

She: Mom is calling. Gtg. 😘

You: Cool! Good night.

You cannot sleep that night. You keep on looking that the kissing emoji, the tattoo again and again. You create scenarios in your head.

After someday When you are out for shopping, she calls.

You: Hello!

She: Hello! Where are you? Why are not you coming for classes these days?

You: A little busy! Was prepping for interviews and stuff.

She: OKAY! Where are you now?

You: I am here for shopping.

She: Can you come home? I have a few doubts

You: Not really, I have to shop a lot for home. Send the doubts over. I will see them later.

She: Actually, parents are not home and they will be out for a while. And since the grocery shop is nearby you could come directly and solve them.

You: Let me see what I can do.

You hang up. Fuck the grocery. You are going to hers. You start your bike and go towards her. On the way you think of ways you will lie to your parents and her.

After reaching there you knock the door. She opens it after some time. While she walks you in you check out her ass. She is slim but those ass share a different story. You sit on the sofa for courtesy. She says: Notebooks are there in my bedroom.

You blush and go to her room.

You see the doubt and solve it genuinely.

Time for you to leave. So casually hug her bye.

She hugs you back. And then you turn towards the door. She says from behind: I am planning to get another tattoo.

You turn around and ask, “where?”

She responds, “Here”

She pulls down her t-shirt to show her cleavage. The hint is pretty evident. But you decide to tease. “Oh nice. But your secrets will be revealed to your parents.” You say.

She: It will not be visible. I ll make it down here.

She pulls down her tee a little more. You can see that cleavage.

You: Let me see if it is as smooth as your other skin.

You touch it and run your fingers again. She closes her eyes and enjoys your touch. You can hold it any more. You grab her by her t-shirt. Pull her and kiss on her lips. She gives it back to you. As if she was waiting for this all along. You exchange saliva when you hug her tight. She jumps on you and wraps her legs around you. This makes you crush her harder within your arms. After pushing her tongue with yours. You pin her don on the bed. You rough open her t shirt and start from the tattoo. You kiss it, lick it, and sniff her from there. You go up to her side boobs. Her small yet perky boobs call for attention. You grab one while sucking on others. The tiny brown areolas become pointy with your touch. You pinch them while enjoying her moan. You sniff her armpit and go on to lick her neck. While doing so she is playing with your hair running her fingers around your head, she is curious and horny. You pitched a tent downside which you rub around her thighs. You other hand hinds his way down to her pants and start rubbing her pussy. She gives that pain and pleasure look to you and that makes the fire even stronger. Her small palms try to open your t-shirt. You help her in doing so. Then her fingers roam around your back and body while you sucking out her nipples and fingering her.

This continues for a while before you go down on her. You open her shorts and witness that wet shaved vagina for the first time. Your mouth behaves as if it is going to have a happy meal today. You rub her pussy more when she pushes your head down….

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