Blissful Moments With Sexy Richa
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Submit Report Hi, this is Amit again. I’m sharing another true encounter which happened some time back. I’m 36, 5’10”, well-built and adventurous, living in the western suburbs of Mumbai. You can reach me at [email protected] My society is dominated by working individuals, most of whom come home only to sleep. They are so engrossed in work that I hardly have interacted with them. Amongst them was a woman who lived on the 10th floor (I’m on the 12th). I observed her a few times as we had similar times of reaching back home and also shared the lift on several occasions. She was beautiful, fair and on the slimmer side. In fact, on a closer observation, I discovered that she had a fantastic figure. We just used to smile at each other and never spoke as such. One fine evening as I returned from work and was stepping into the lift, I heard a loud bang. I went back to see from where it came and saw that a car had banged the parking wall. The front portion of the orange Honda Jazz was damaged and the driver was trying to come out. I ran towards the car and was surprised to see that it was the same woman driving the car. I opened the door and helped her come out. She was hurt on her head as it had collided with the steering wheel. She was dazed. I made her sit on a pavement nearby and told the security guard to get her some water. She felt better and thanked me for it. She looked at the car and was bewildered, not knowing what to do. I volunteered to help her with the car and tried starting it but it wouldn’t. So with the help of the security guard, I pushed her car into the parking, took out her bag and locked the car. Then I helped her walk to the lift and offered to take her home with her bag. In the lift, she thanked me again, put forward her hand and said, “Thank you for your help. I’m Richa.” I shook her hand and replied by introducing myself. Richa was in formals, wearing a knee-length olive-colored skirt with a white shirt. As the lift opened and she stepped out, Richa felt dizzy and was about to drop down when I swiftly reached out and caught her, preventing her from falling. She just held me tight, almost wrapped in my arms. She smelt awesome and I think she was wearing some Davidoff perfume. That moment was wonderful. I felt her breasts press against my chest and it gave me a high instantly. I took her to her flat and she indicated where the key was kept in her bag. I opened the door, took her inside and made her lie on the sofa. I went into the kitchen and got her some water, after which she felt better and sat upright. She once again thanked me and we got talking. Richa: Thanks so much for your help, Amit. I guess today is a bad day. It was bad at the office, now at home too. Me: That’s ok. It could’ve been worse, but you are lucky that the damage is minimal. By the way, how did you manage to bang the wall? R: I was in some thoughts of my own. Sorry, I made you go through all this trouble. M: That’s ok. Luckily I was just around. You need to take rest. We chatted for some time. I shared facts about myself and learned that she was 32 yrs old, working for a financial firm, was divorced for 3 years now and living in the society from the past 6 months. Now, this got me a bit more interested in her, but like a gentleman, I bid her good night and left. The next day as I was leaving for office, I saw her waiting near the gate for a cab. I drove near her and offered her a lift, as her office was on my route. She happily agreed and hopped in, canceling her Uber ride. She looked at me strangely and asked, “Are you always there at the right time?”. I said,“Well, probably the time turns right whenever I’m there.” We both laughed after that and started talking more. We sensed that we were becoming friends as we had quite a few common interests and one of them was movies. The second was good food and good drinks. There! the next meet was sealed. We decided to go out for dinner the coming weekend. Richa was a happy, go-lucky kind of woman and she giggled and laughed a lot. I dropped her to the office and drove off. By afternoon, I got a ping on WhatsApp and it was Richa. I was on cloud nine. Now we began chatting as well. Our chats revealed another side of her, which was lonely and sad. I understood. She had very few friends who were mostly in other cities. Her parents were in Lucknow and she was all alone, making a living in Mumbai and trying to get life back on track. That weekend we went out for a movie, which brought in a faint intimacy between us, She liked me and I was also very attracted to her. Later we had dinner and enjoyed a lot while drinking, She poured her heart out after getting a bit high. Her story was depressing and she had been through a lot of hardships. I tried wiping her tears off and she just kept her head on my shoulders. Richa: Amit, I haven’t found a single friend in last 3-4 years. I’m glad I met a gentleman like you. I hope you will be my friend and not betray me. Me: (holding her around the shoulder) Why do you worry so much? I’m not a fairweather friend. Relax! She hugged me that very moment and also kissed me on my cheek. I just blushed and held her warmly. Thereafter we had dinner and headed back home. She was continuously looking at me while we were in the cab (I hadn’t taken my car as we both were drinking that night) and I started to get aroused just by her looks. I got a hard on and while I tried to adjust myself, she noticed the bulge and giggled. Once we reached, she invited me home to talk more and we entered her home and sat on the sofa. Both of us were a bit high. The soft diffused lighting was playing its part in making the atmosphere romantic, or should I say erotic? We sat beside each other, talking about the society people and gossiping a little. I made her laugh a lot when I imitated a few people from the society.