Roohi

I met Roohi almost two years ago.

She is a twenty four year old,slim girl. She is as full of youth as a girl of her age should be. She is one of the most beautiful girls I have ever talked with. She has curious eyes, enough to kill a gentleman. She is around five feet two. Her facial complexion is pleasing to look at. Her somewhat dark tresses easily catch the vision. She walks with jerks. Her gait is quick, and yet graceful. It is a sheer delight to watch her walking. Her little breasts occasionally attract the beholder. They perfectly match her physical stature. But when you look at them, they provide a soothing effect to your lusty eyes. Each bosom looks straight and pointing as if supported with hard brassiere. A comfort to look at in hours of need. Whatever she has, is good. Eye-catchers. A glimpse of Paradise. A Divine balm for your eyes as well as heart. Her lips are red and juicy. They are small but enough to give you big pleasure. When she joins her two lips after separation, it seems as if two lovers are meeting after a long gap and are extremely happy in each other’s company. She laughs with her lips. Her smile is her biggest asset. She might have killed countless innocent people with her smile. She has a lot of sex appeal in her lips, particularly when she suppresses her smile. A rare beauty to look at. If you get a chance to suck her lips, your eternal thirst will be quenched. And you will no longer be thirsty.

She introduced herself when she formally met me for the first time. She took the brave initiative to talk with me. It seemed she knew everything about me, yet she inquired as if to continue the talk, to feel my presence. And I pretended as if I didn’t know who she was. My every answer to her question was short and crisp. After two or three questions, she asked about my height. I was surprised, but I answered. After that I got more interested in my height. Girls generally love the height of boys. It looked we were not meeting for the first time. It seemed we knew each other for many years. She gave me an impressive start that still lingers in my mind as well as heart. It is said that a man experiences many lives at one moment, and for me she was one of them at that time. There were many people around us when we were talking but it seemed we were alone. She proved such a soothing company. After a few minutes I left the place and reached the room where all my so-called bachelor friends would gather to discuss and share the day’s happenings and proceedings. One after another, they came. I was dying to unburden my heart about the morning’s unbelievable encounter with everyone’s hot dream girl, Roohi.

“You seemed to be lost somewhere,” Jassi asked the moment he entered into the room. He was often the second person to enter into the room after me in the morning.

“I have every reason to be lost today,” I sighed.

“What happened?” was his next question.

“That which we all were waiting for eagerly,” I created the suspense.

“Now tell me why you are so happy,” he asked stressing the word ‘why’.

“Roohi met me just a few minutes ago,” I answered with a heavy sigh.

“Party,” he replied as soon as I ended my sentence.

“A grand party, of course,” I assured him.

“Tell me more,” he asked curiously.

“She asked my name, about my height…” I was giving details of my encounter when he interrupted to ask me the next question.

“What next?” he enquired interestingly.

“She was looking so sexy in her pink suit today that I can’t express. Gorgeously beautiful,” I expressed my feelings.

“Had I been at your place, I might have enjoyed and remained in her company for the whole day even if she didn’t like it,” he expressed his hidden feelings for her indicating that you rarely get such a lucky chance now and then.

“She was excitedly attractive today,” I continued the conversation as I wanted to talk about her. We were discussing her when Harry stepped into the room and wished both of us ‘Good Morning’.

“His ‘morning’ is not only good but also bright today,” Jassi told Harry in a funny and mocking tone.

“Something new?” Harry questioned looking at me.

“Everything new,” Jassi didn’t give me a chance to answer as he was in a mood to enjoy the scene even more than me.

“Roohi?” Harry guessed and uttered just one name and there was a thundering sound of quick laughter in the room.

“He has just met her on his way to this room,” Jassi moved on with the conversation, giving me no chance to present me ‘my’ case, “she has asked about his height. Just see a girl talking to a person for the first time and talking about his height. There will be something wrong. It means she is interested in you, Saddat.”

“Don’t be silly. It was just an introduction and you are making such guesses,” I tried to control the situation.

“Have you said anything?” Harry asked me.

“What could I say to a girl talking for the first time? You know my nature and still you ask me such a question,” I took them under confidence.

“I think you shouldn’t be so rigid, Saddat. You should be flexible in your thinking. You should change yourself,” Harry advised me as usual.

“I am not rigid. I am shy,” I said mildly.

“Every time you meet a girl you almost behave in the same manner,” Harry told me seriously.

“I don’t know what to do in such situations. I become silent and dumb the moment I confront a girl particularly a beautiful girl for the first time,” I tried to elaborate my point.

“I understand you and your nature,” Harry whispered sitting on a chair.

“This girl made me spell-bound, may be for the time being,” I thought.

“OK, let’s start with our work,” Jassi broke his silence.

I spent the whole day thinking about her. I started waiting for the next possible meeting. As she was our new colleague, she was the center of attraction. Even I came to know that she was a competent personality as she was intelligent. I saw her from a distance talking with her friends. She had a unique sense of humor. She occasionally met me here and there in and around the office. She had a candid nature. She was frank in her attitude. This I gathered in a few days.

 After a few days, there was a formal function in the institution. She had to stay after the usual office hours in order to arrange one or two items. I had also to arrange a few things.

One day she stayed in the office for quite late hours with her female colleagues. I was also loitering around like a bee waiting for an opportunity to drop her near the bus stand after the rehearsal. It was getting late and she was, perhaps, looking here and there for a company. I came to her rescue. I praised her active participation in the function and the hard work she was doing for that. It was, no doubt, a genuine appreciation and she was happy. After sometime I came straight on the track. I asked her to drop her near the bus stand if she didn’t mind. To my surprise, she readily agreed. I wondered whether she could be so easy-going. The next moment we were on road. I was driving the bike and she was sitting behind me. It was a rare opportunity for me that a pretty girl was riding with me. At that moment I was reminded of Robert Browning’s memorable lines from his poem ‘The Last Ride Together’. I just recollected them without letting her know about my mind’s condition:

         I and my mistress, side by side

         Shall be together breathe and ride

         So one day more am I deified

          Who knows the world may end tonight.

I wanted to feel her presence behind me. But I couldn’t experience that because there was a big gap between us. Although I tried to fill the gap but she managed to widen it.

“You Know I am reminded of college days the moment I sat on your bike,” she said after a few moment breaking my poetic illusion.

“It means this ride is not new for you,” I enquired

“Not at all,” she said happily breaking my heart into countless pieces.

I got furious but I suppressed my anger.

“It means you are fond of such things,” I asked her with any active interest.

“What do you mean by - such things?” she asked me abruptly.

“I mean riding on bike like this,” I explained the point softly.

“I used to ask for such a company only from close friends, you understand,” she said almost angrily.

“This is what I mean,” I controlled the tense situation.

We were almost near the bus stand when I asked her to drop her near her home as I was going towards that direction. She once again granted my hovering request. I applied the brakes of the bike tightly in order to draw her closer. But every time she managed carefully, perhaps, knowing my hidden intentions. Within few minutes we were near her home and she asked me to drop at a good distance from her home. I did.

The next day I was about to leave the institution after the function when I saw her standing with her friends near the entrance of the institution. I tried to ignore her. But she asked me to stop. I stopped at a distance. She again asked for the lift. I agreed this time reluctantly. The moment she sat behind me, she invited one of her friends to come along with. My bachelor friends were also watching the whole scene. Her friend came and sat next to her. Now Roohi was sandwiched between me and her friend. She was pressed hard. She was as if clung to my body. All of a sudden I felt the heat emanating from her body. I felt such female bodily heat for the first time. I also felt her right hard bosom stuck to my body as if going to pierce my body from behind killing me on the spot. It was really pointing. There were electric sensational waves that passed from her body into mine and I felt a hard erection under my trousers. The sensational journey lasted only for a few minutes because this time I dropped her near the bus stand along with her friend. And I spent the whole night in lusty dreams.