Hot Moments On A Cold Day
Hey ladies! This is my first story on ISS and its a true incident of my life. I m Ajay, 25, a resident of Ahmedabad. This happened when I was young. I stayed with my family in Shimla back then. Its usually quite cold in Shimla at any time of the year but this was winter. We had a house on the mountain foot with very extravagant an atmosphere. This was when I was schooling and my dad was posted there. The company wherein my dad worked provided us with a house with a long balcony which actually connected 4 apartments on the same floor. The rest of the apartments were occupied by other manager-uncles who were my dad’s colleagues. I studied in a school which was at a 10 minutes’ walking distance. I had devoted my weekend break to secretly admiring the aunt who lived in the house after our neighbours. A fairly thin lady with great boobs and amazing legs she was. I had seen her move around the balcony just the other day. She had moved in to this house recently. She wasn’t the type of typical Indian lady but was quite modern, if you know what I mean! ;) Her name was Agnes. The first time I saw her was when she was roaming around in the long balcony that we shared, sipping on her coffee. She looked barely in her mid twenties by then whilst her husband was a man in his 40’s. She had put on denim blue hot pants and a top you could easily see the universe through. A black transparent top it was with a bright pink shell for her awesome two. The whitest and prettiest fair face with a pinkish glow she had. What was utterly sexy was the mole right below her juicy pink lips and her long thin legs which continued from her belly which was flat like a thin crust pizza. I fell for her, though I was barely of the age to fall for anyone. How on Earth an utterly beautiful girl as her would marry such an idiotic looking fat ass, I thought to myself. Dad and his colleagues, including the fat-ass, left for work on the fresh cold Saturday morning. My grandee had gone to her friend’s to devote her time to God whereas mom was busy doing her work. I took this chance to go n admire my angel lady.I had put on my most favourite tee, shorts and slippers but removed my slippers soon as I planned to escape through the white doors at the back of the apartment which led to the balcony to facilitate quick movements with the least noise. I ran towards her balcony only to see that the curtains were still down. I was thoroughly disheartened but didn’t lose hope. I ran back to the compound from which I could climb to her terrace. My heart beat was so loud that I could literally hear it. Mixed feelings filled my mind. The feeling of admiring Agnes overwhelmed my mind and heart more than any fright of being caught. From her terrace, did I try jumping here and there if i could at all get any view of my supreme beauty but in vain. Just when I was sitting on the sofa, I saw her in the balcony? I wasted no time to tip-toe as if I hadn’t seen her. I followed her till her door step and started kicking my football as I was playing since long. I deliberately kicked the ball to her to kick start the conversation. “ Hi,” I said with a smile. She replied with a wave of her hand. I was gone! She had long hair which were open on one side of the shoulder. Her eyes were big and had a beautiful boundary around them. Her shoulders caught my sight, for she had put on a sleeveless and pants. She was prettier than most ladies I had ever seen on tv. “This is it!” I said to myself. Her beautiful dimples greeted me with cheer enough to forget all my morning fatigue. “Do you wish to play with me?” I questioned. She pushed her perfectly shaped eyebrows in wonder and said “ok” shrugging her spotless shoulders. We spent almost an hour playing with each other. “You are such a wonder Jay. Hope you don’t mind me calling you Jay?” she questioned. “Oh not at all! With the grace and beauty that you have, you could call me anything.” She was left astonished and smilingly said “Oh my. Look at you! You are so young yet you know how to praise hun? “ She then invited me to her house saying “Come let me make you some juice.” I then sat close to her having the juice and talked to her for another good 2 hours. She told me she was from Manali. She never wanted to marry the fat ass but had to because her parents had forced her to. She didn’t have friends in Shimla as she was new so I offered being friends with her. For another week or so, we would always go out roam in the town. I would show her around the beautiful places. We loved each other’s company so much. We would keep talking to each other, moving around; go to the movies and spending fun times together. On the Friday that followed, I bunked school to be with my angel. I was waiting for dad and his colleagues to leave so that I could go to Agnes’ house whilst people at home thought I left for school. Soon as I got a chance, I sneaked. I went to Agnes’ house. Today, she looked sad. She had no beautiful eyes, but marks on her cheeks and hands. Soon as I opened the door to her house, she came and hugged me tight and burst in tears. I questioned her as to what had happened but she would tell me nothing. I hugged her back and assured her that everything would be ok. We spent some time sitting like that and later after an hour or so she told me that her husband was a complete mad ass. He fucked her madly at night. He was drunk and pained her a lot. I could see her room in a complete mess. Bottles of whisky were on the floor and two used condoms lay on the floor besides an unused one. We spent the entire day together. I did all I could to uplift her mood. Later that afternoon, she pulled a bottle of vodka from the fridge and had it neat. I was excited with a sorrowful face to show to her. She got tipsy and later wasted in no time. Barely would she be able to walk back to bed. I lifted her. Her bodily scent pushed an extreme pleasure moment through my nose to the junior in my pants.