I am a 21 year old college student working part time at an electronics repair shop in Nagpur. I have an average height, weight and built. Overall I am average physically. But I am an avid reader with a high IQ who also has a degree in Smooth Talk.
The name’s Akshay. Most of the story I am about to tell you is true, especially the sex.
This story happened during a lazy afternoon in May, at the shop where I was working part time. The temperature outside was 48. It was no better inside as my ass-hole boss doesn’t let me turn on the air conditioner. He says it’s either half my salary or the ac.
I was looking out the store hoping for an earthquake which could kill my boss when Babita walked in. Since I was looking at the strong afternoon sunlight outside I couldn’t see her that well at first. But I could still make out that she was around 5’5″, 34-30-34 and definitely a 34 E.
She said, “Hi, can you repair this?” and held something in front of me.
I took it from her but I couldn’t see it well as my eyes had not fully adjusted to the darkness inside the shop.
“Ma’am excuse me, my eyes…I was looking outside and I can’t see well now…”
“Oh…” she said smiling, “When I walked into the store I thought you were ogling at me. Haha.”
“You must be really beautiful then. It’s a shame I can’t see you right now.”
She laughed. My boss didn’t like the flirtation, he gave me the warning “Ahem, ahem.” as usual.
I went closer to her and whispered, “Do you have a Strepsil or Vicks? My boss needs it whenever he gets jealous.”
She laughed loudly. Her voice was seductive. And now I had started to see. She had a very light skin tone, a round face with sexy red lipstick and a cute nose. She was wearing a light green sari. She had a Mangalsutra (worn by married Indian women) around her neck. Probably in her late 30s.
My boss swept in and took the thing she gave me. It was an old tape recorder.
He said, “Ma’am this is very old, it can’t be repaired.”
She seemed disappointed. She was looking at me to tell her differently but my boss was right. She left.
I told my boss I will have my lunch and be right back. I followed her and managed to catch up with her as soon as she was entering her car, an expensive one.
“Hey, ma’am!”
She seemed both confused and happy to see me.
“Can I take another look at your tape-recorder? I might be able to help, I just didn’t want to say anything in front of my boss. He hates it when I disagree with him.”
“Oh, yeah sure. Thanks a lot.”
“But can we drive to some other place, I told my boss that I am going to have lunch. If he finds me here-”
“Oh yeah, get in.” We drove into the parking lot below the shopping complex. She parked at the empty corner while I pretended to look at the tape recorder knowing fully that I won’t be able to fix it.
It was very hot and we both were sweating profoundly.