I had been seeing him for six months now. We were in the same coaching classes when we fell in love with each other and our relationship became pretty intense. We met when I wasn’t really looking for love – or a relationship for that matter. I just wanted to do my bit and clear the tests and get admission to the B-school I’d worked so hard to get in. I was working whilst studying, so my coaching classes were late in the evening. But we were grouped together for an assignment. That was how we started staying in touch.
From assignments to flirting to going out for a date to finally being in a relationship… Our relationship had progressed way sooner than either of us expected and we really got along well. More than anything, we both weren’t too stuck up on this being something that might or might not be a lifelong commitment. For us, it was about the now because it was just fun to have each other in that moment.
It was so good having him around me. He was always there to help me. He would help me with work, he would come home and make me dinner, he would pamper me to the hilt. Basically, he made my life happy and really amazing. And guess what was better? The sex! Yes, the sex was so, so good. I’d hardly ever been with a guy who was so good in bed that it was hard to resist him.
One weekend, we both were heading back to our hometown and since he wasn’t working, he was taking a longer break. We were going back on a train to Delhi from Mumbai by the August Kranti Rajdhani. This naturally meant that we weren’t going to meet or see each other for sometime. We boarded the train around 5.30pm and as strange as it was, it felt like a day we wished wouldn’t come to an end. The train, the journey, the clutter in the coach, the scenery outside…everything made us open up to each other at a level we never knew. We’d been close, no doubt… But that evening he felt like my true north. I didn’t want to leave his side.
We were in the second AC coach and had the side berth to ourselves. The lights had been long off and the entire coach felt rather quite. I was sitting, leaning my back on him when he bent down and kissed me on my forehead. I smiled and signalled him to bend down once more and I gave him a peck on his lips. I got up, turned around and sat on his lap, facing him. He didn’t wait and started kissing me with such intensity that there was no way I could or wanted to stop him. The train was racing through the tracks making the bougie shaky. We were caressing each other from underneath our clothes when he snapped open my bra, and opened the buttons of my t-shirt. He pushed me back, unzipped his pants and put a blanket on himself signalling me about his ‘plan’ with a wink.
Before I could say something, he came on top and started fondling my breasts and I let out a slight moan as he bit my neck. He lowered my pants inside the blanket and entered me without any further ado. I curled my legs around his waist and closed my eyes as I enjoyed the moment.
I couldn’t believe I was having sex in the train! We both knew how risky it was though so before things went out of control, we decided to call it a night.
We got dressed and fell asleep in each other’s arms. The day did come to an end but it was a day (and experience!) we both still cherish.
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