Before continuing from where I left in the last post, A few points...
1. I may have exaggerated a wee bit on the conversations. I guess that's ok :D
2. It has really been a strange sort of experience to write something of this kind. :D :D
"Do I? You are the first one to tell me so. After all you first person for whom I've developed some feelings!" A few feet apart, I surveyed her entire face, my gaze stopping at her bland, brownish-pink lips. I could have sworn on my grandfather's grave that I would have kissed her had she not stepped back.
As if reading my mind, she started with a grin, "Now don't even think of it. Wo might here any moment!"
"Only if he uses a supersonic jet to come here." I added lazily knowing perfectly well that Wo was some 400 miles away. "He must be busy negotiating with those portfolio managers!"
"But Wo is my fiance!" sputtered Sc, as if the fact settled all the matters.
"Don't you think we are running out of excuses here," I said grinning as I took a cautious step forward.
"But still..." The rest of the words were lost as I leaned forward and kissed her.
Human beings are the strangest of the creatures. Our knowledge of our own bodies may have grown immensely but there are still things we haven't accounted for. Things which have puzzled the smartest of scientists world over. The very fact that a human brain can think of so many things at the same time, analyze their outcomes and at the same time not let the senses drift away has awed people for centuries. Back here I felt a slight tingle rise up my spine. Suddenly my heartbeat had increased as I found myself wondering if I had done the right thing. For all I knew, I may have lost her forever! From the outside it may looked outrageous on my part to have kissed someone else's fiance, but inside I knew I was still the perfectly sane guy I was a few minutes back. I once again looked into her eyes which now were looking back in a strange sort of way. At first I thought it was fear, but an instant later I figured out that it something else. It was an invitation to feel her sudden rush of emotions. An invitation to fall into the abyss...
As her lips touched mine, I decided that I would stop at that and wait for her to make the next move. I would just enjoy the feeling of her lips touching mine. I wanted it to last forever. I wasn't disappointed. Even if it hadn't been for her eyes, I would have got the signal otherwise. Her hands were now on the edge of my shoulders and it seemed to me as if they were pulling me towards her.
My own hands which were a bit passive too jumped into action. My left hand was holding her arm while my right hand slowly crept under her overcoat feeling the charmeuse cloth, her top was made of. Caressing her back, my right hand was ever moving down, the fingers exploring newer territories. Her hands were in a world of theirs too. Starting from my shoulders, one of them in no time had reached for my hair on the back of my head. Then it happened. One of my fingers had gone past her top while the others were still lingering on the edge of the top. My fingers took a U turn and slid under her top now going up along a x = sin(y) curve as I wanted to spend as much time feeling her bare back.
Quite nicely written!
ReplyDeleteI hope you have not altered anything and this is the original one...! :D
Kya BCbaaji hai yaar?
ReplyDeleteDude you write well, but sorry to say, this is stuff that all the old frustoo wretches of the world keep on writing and still frustooer gals keep on reading in cheap romanitc novels.
You have a flare for language; create something better. Don't allow urself to become a Mills and Boonie :(
Kya BCbaaji hai yaar?
ReplyDeleteDude you write well, but sorry to say, this is stuff that all the old frustoo wretches of the world keep on writing and still frustooer gals keep on reading in cheap romanitc novels.
You have a flare for language; create something better. Don't allow urself to become a Mills and Boonie :(
Kya BCbaaji hai yaar?
ReplyDeleteDude you write well, but sorry to say, this is stuff that all the old frustoo wretches of the world keep on writing and still frustooer gals keep on reading in cheap romanitc novels.
You have a flare for language; create something better. Don't allow urself to become a Mills and Boonie :(
sorry for the 3 extra comments. plz delete them if you want.
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