It was a typical July evening in Mumbai. The skies threatened to burst out any moment and I was traveling back from my office in Cuff Parade to my home in distant Thane in the packed 6:45 Kalyan fast.
Life had become too monotonous for the past few months now. But I guess that is the same story for a 34 year old working lady with a 3 year old kid. Manali Joshi that’s my name, I work in a financial firm and have been married for the past 7 years now. My husband works as a senior executive and his work commitments ensure he doesn’t reach home before 10 pm on most days. My mother in law has been taking care of my son, which allows me to concentrate on my work.
Coming back to Kalyan fast local train, it was packed and the ladies were jostling for space with each other. I could feel hands all over me, but knowing that they were just other ladies didn’t bother me much. Thane station came and I got ready to get down. I tucked my saree pallu and with umbrella in one hand and my purse in other after jostling with the crowd my feet touched the platform.
Thane station is one of the most crowded stations on the central line and it took me almost 5 mins to reach the share auto line that was just at stone’s throw distance from the platform. No sooner I reached the line taht the rains started coming down heavily. From the time I reached puberty the rains always ignite some strange feelings in me. Some are romantic while some are outright bizarre. But right now I was more into the thoughts of reaching home and what to cook for the dinner. I was standing between two guys in the line, didn’t get a chance to check out the one behind me but the one in front looked like an office going guy of around 40.
It was queue for Shreenagar area for which one had to pass through Wagle estate, an industrial area in Thane. On normal days it took 20 – 25 minutes to reach there but with rains and traffic extra 15 – 20 minutes were guaranteed. The office guy got in first, I asked the one behind to get in but he said he will get down at Wagale estate and so I got inside and he took the third seat. The auto driver started the auto after pulling down the rexin curtains on the sides to protect us from the falling rain. We took quite some time to come out of the crowded station area. People running to reach some temporary cover and other autos further added to the din.
I was deep in my thoughts thinking about the day gone by at work, the pending work for the remaining days of the week when suddenly my tired body felt like going into the sleep mode and I started closing my eyes. It must not have been more than 10 minutes that I had dozzed off that it dawned on me that a hand was caressing my uncovered left side of the waist.
My eyes were still closed but the touch was unmistakable. The man who got in after me was slowing using his fingers to feel my body. On a normal day I would had just opened my eyes and slapped him then and there, but the lethal combination of my tired body and the rains falling outside the auto didn’t allow me to do anything. I just thought let me see till where this guy goes. And if he exceeds the limit then I could always start shouting in anger. Slowly he became more confident and now he started using his entire palm to feel my waist. His hand further started to move and slowly it reached my navel. My navel always had been my weak spot. And an unknown guy touching me there in middle of thane traffic sitting in an auto added to the excitement.
Getting confidence that the lady is deep asleep the guy decided to make the next move. My pallu was already shifted from its position and he had easy access to my blouse covered boobs. He slowly touched my left boob. The touch was gentle at first and it slowly started arousing me. I was already feeling the chill in the air and the touch made it impossible to control myself. My nipples became erect and hard. I was just trying to control my rising breath now.
Slowly he started cupping my boobs and that’s when he touched my nipple. Being a pro I guess it didn’t take much time for him to realise that I was aroused and most probably awake too and that I was faking that I was asleep. Gaining confidence he became more aggressive. He started mauling my boobs. A small aah escaped my mouth which probably alerted the office guy and he realised what is happening on the other side.
After 5 minutes he too slowly started with the other boob. Now there was no point in keeping my eyes closed and anyways it was bit dark in the auto. I could see two hands now working on my right and left boobs simultaneously. And it was turning me on pretty badly. I could just feel their hands. I didn’t move a bit. I could see that the auto now was passing through Wagle estate.
Suddenly the auto halted at a small chowk. And both the guys removed their hands from inside my pallu. The guy on my left took auto his wallet to pay the fare to the auto driver. The moment he paid and he got ready to open the umbrella, his other hand held my hand and tugged at it. The touch send me into tizzy and I didn’t know what to do. He looked at me and at that moment I just got captivated by his big maskara lined eyes and the hungry look in them.
The atmosphere in the auto was heating up and I too took out my purse to pay the driver the fare. The driver turned and gave me a quizzical look and asked me are you sure you want to get down here too. The moment he said this the guy on the right too took out the fare from his pocket and we all three got down. The driver had a strange look on his face when he saw all three of us getting down in the rains at this place. But then he just started his auto and then went on his way somewhere. We three were left in the rains standing under our umbrellas. All three of us knew what was in each other’s mind..
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