Hello, I'm a 21M from Ahmedabad.

During my 10th grade years, around the age of 15 or 16, my family resided in an apartment on the 3rd floor.

A newlywed couple had recently moved into the 1st floor.

Wife was 5'6 tall approx, Fair with slim figer and used to wear saree everyday.

As months went by, the she became deeply ingrained in our community, often joining my mom and the other aunties for gatherings.

Occasionally, she would call upon me to fetch items from nearby stores.

One day, her husband surprised her with a new Activa scooter, prompting her to throw a small celebration for everyone in the apartment.

Left alone to serve the guests, she enlisted my help. While she filled glasses in the kitchen, I assisted by distributing them to the attendees in the hall.

As we reached the last two glasses, she held them delicately in both hands. When I attempted to take them from her, my fingers inadvertently brushed against her boobs and nipples. In that moment, she flashed me a smile, unaware of my innocent intentions.

Now, reminiscing about that day, I can't help but feel a pang of regret for the missed opportunity.

Unfortunately, both our families eventually moved, and I lost touch with them, unaware of their current whereabouts.

PM if wanna talk about her.

(Reposted because other account got terminated)