LYDIA

“Sir! This is Lydia” said the voice over the phone. It was early morning, and I was woken up by the shrill of the phone ring. “Hi! What a surprise, and so early in the morning. Is all well with you?” I asked. ‘She was silent for a few minutes and I thought we were cut off. “Are you there?” I said. “Yes” and then her voice broke and she was sobbing away. “What happened Lydia? Is everything OK there? You need any help?” I queried. Again she was quiet. Finally she spoke. “Nothing is right here. I am being battered and he is like animal. I can’t take it any more” she cried. I took her cell number and promised to call her in an hour.

And I called her within the hour. And she spoke. And spoke. And spoke. At the end of it I asked her if she cared to come away to Mumbai and be with me. She agreed. I promised to arrange air tickets for her and her baby, and would call her giving details. She had to only go to the airport, tell the Jet Air counter the name that I would give her, collect her tickets and get here.

My name is Vikram, 32 years, 6 foot 2 and one of the most athletic builds ever, all due to my regular exercises and jogging. I am not all that bad looking in spite of the scar that starts at my jawbone and ends almost near the carotid, which I had got in a brawl a few years ago in a bar. I am considered a very successful executive with the business that I get for the company, and my rise in the hierarchy has been rapid.

Lydia was my secretary when I was working for this international trading company, where I was the General Manager.

She was around 26 and a pretty good looking girl, with sophistication oozing out of her. She looks like Jasmin Natera, the Venezuelan ‘Goddess’, who is making waves of late!

Her fiancé was in Australia and often she would come to my cabin to talk to him on the ISD.

I was posted by the company to Germany to open the Europe office and I was there for two years. While I lost touch with Lydia, news about her would come to me from her colleagues who used to be in regular touch with me. I was told that her fiancé had broken off with her, and she married a businessman from Mangalore, which her mother had arranged, and had shifted there. Soon she had a daughter. After this her life was one of living hell. And for having delivered a girl. Both from her mother-in-law and her husband. I was told that besides being beaten, she would be scalded with hot water or hot oil. The only consolation was that her husband would leave the house for his office around 8 and come back around 10 in the night. I felt very sad for her, and this was conveyed to her by my colleagues whenever they spoke to her on phone.

After my stint in Germany, I came back to Mumbai as President of overseas operations, with a very handsome salary and perk which included a lovely flat overlooking Powai lake, a Skoda Car and club memberships. After all, within the two years, I not only made the company known, but made it known as one that was ethical and respected the law of the land. And when I left the turnover in Europe was close to $ 15 million- not a small sum for a two year stint starting from scratch.

Lydia was informed that I had returned and one day I got her call. “Quit” was all that I could tell her.

And one Sunday morning, the phone rang. I picked it up and asked “Who is it?” “Sir! This is Lydia” said the voice over the phone. It was early morning, and I was woken up by the shrill of the phone ring. “Hi! What a surprise, and so early in the morning. Is all well with you?” I asked. ‘She was silent for a few minutes and I thought we were cut off. “Are you there?” I said. “Yes” and then her voice broke and she was sobbing away. “What happened Lydia? Is everything OK there? You need any help?” I queried. Again she was quiet. Finally she spoke. “Nothing is right here. I am being battered and he is like animal. I can’t take it any more” she cried. I took her cell number and promised to call her in an hour.

AND THAT IS HOW I CALLED HER IN AN HOUR!

I told her to identify herself as Naghma Husain at the airlines counter with whom I had arranged for her travel to Mumbai by executive class the following day. The flight would leave Mangalore around 10 a.m long after her husband would have left for his office. She need not get any luggage with her as all that she needed could be bought here. And I assured her I will be waiting for her at the airport.

The next day, around midday Lydia walked out of Mumbai’s airport carrying her baby to a warm hug from me. Having bought all that a two-year baby needs for its feed, we drove to my apartment. After having had lunch, I asked to rest in a bedroom I had kept ready for her and went to work.

The next day happened to be a holiday. I contacted my lady friend who is a lawyer and who specialises in family matters and divorce cases. I fixed up a time to meet her and took Lydia with me. The meeting lasted close to four hours, when Lydia told all what had happened to her at her husband’s house. Asha, who is the lawyer, assured her that she will work on this case and will get her the divorce at the earliest.

We came back late evening. Too tired to cook, I took her out to the Grand Marata for a leisurely dinner. Lydia had taken a glass of wine too many and she was boisterous.

I helped her to the car and then to the flat and put her in her bedroom. I fed the child and then went to my bedroom, did some reading and soon after went to sleep.

It must have been closer to 4 when I found a soft hand on my naked chest, and I got up with a start. It was Lydia standing over me, her hand on my hairy chest, trying to wake me up. “What is it Lydia? You need something” I queried. “Yes. I can’t sleep. Move over” she said and crawled into my bed, flinging away her negligee, as naked as the day she was born. “Lydia! What are doing> I whispered. She said nothing, but pulled me to her and planted a long, soft and wet kiss on my mouth. My hand moved onto her soft and nubile flesh and I gently squeezed her breast. “Not so gently Vic. Squeeze me hard and show me you truly care for me and truly love me” she said in my ears, nibbling it as she spoke.

While I had always desired this lovely woman, I knew she belonged to another and so, had kept off her. And now, this Goddess, who I had always yearned for, was in my bed, and of her own will, without a stitch on her, professing her love for me. Gods were really kind on me!

“Lydia!” I whispered into her ears. “My love. I am truly lucky that you care for me”. “I always did. I thought you didn’t. I also felt you were haughty” she replied. Not to waste time talking, I seized her and started kissing her from her head down and when I reached her mouth, she grabbed me hard and offering me her mouth started sucking into mine ferociously. I knew half her urge was due to the frustrated life she had led, and the recent flight from Mangalore. It suited me fine.

As we were kissing deep and well, sucking our tongues, pouring saliva into our mouths, Lydia started removing the knot of my pajama and slipped it down my thighs. Her hand went down and found my manhood fully erect and as she held it she gasped. “Oh! How strong and comforting it is Vic. It is giving me such pleasure even holding it” and she started moving her hand up and down the 6” shaft slowly but surely. And then, surprising me, she gracefully, like a swan, bent down and took me in her warm, wet mouth, sucking me gently, moving her tongue over my pink head deftly, with slow masterful strokes. It was sheer bliss! And from someone who I had always fancied. My hands went to her breast, and taking her nipple, played with it, turning it between my fingers. Her sighs on my manhood were more hot than ever, and her dribbling saliva was even warmer. I couldn’t allow her to continue, as I was myself pent up for a long time, and I could burst myself in her mouth. I gently pulled her over and kissed her. “What’ the hurry Lover? We have all the time in the world. Let us go slow, savouring each other till dawn” I said. She kissed me in return. “I love Vic. I just got carried away in you arms. But, I loved what I did to you. Your masculinity makes me feel feminine” she replied.

Our mouth-to-mouth kissing was now intense, and we were groaning with pleasure in each other’s mouths. Our tongues were clashing with one another, as if they were in fight. And we were pouring saliva in to each other, as if it was a flood.

I lay her down on her back and bending down I kissed her breasts, one after the other and teased her nipples, now proud and erect, with my teeth. Her hands were tossing my hair and she was hissing my name between her teeth. I continued on her breast unabated, and then slowly moved down, kissing her all over her stomach, then her navel, her belly button, lingering there a bit longer, digging my tongue inside that hole, going down further, on to her thighs, her legs, her feet, and then her toes. I sucked on her big toe and she was in raptures. “Come up Vic. Enough there” she cried. And willingly, I moved up, again kissing her thighs and then the inside of her thighs, and then the junction between the thighs and her lovely, aromatic triangle. She was exuding her feminine smells and it was like an opiate for me. I gently spread her thighs to be presented with the most beautiful sight of her lovely brown treasure, smooth and soft. I dipped my mouth right there and kissed it. She clasped my head with her thighs. “Vic. You are mine forever. How I wish I had proposed to you and not to that beast. I love you immensely and will give anything for you to be mine.”

Lydia’s whispers were like an aphrodisiac. With my lips I opened her cunt lips, exposing her pink labia, wet with her cum, and slurped on it with my tongue. I now ran my tongue between that valley, moving from bottom to the top, just stopping short of her clitoris. I could hear her hot sighs, as her hand pressed my head further down into her cleft. I had to lift my head for a breather and saw that her eyes were closed, and she was shaking her head from side to side, moaning, and her mouth open. I dipped my face again and now inserted my tongue into her vagina, twirling it as it went in. she rewarded me with her honey. I started darting my tongue in and out in a slow fashion and at this, she spread her thighs wide, saying, “Deeper Vic. Fuck me deeper with your tongue. Deeper. Deeper. Please Vic. Deeper.” After some few minutes, I had to again come out for air, and she was still in the same position, with her mouth open. I went to her and placed my mouth on her, to be rewarded with her tongue moving in to take mine in her mouth, on which she started sucking noisily. My hands again sought her breast, but now, I was wanting very much to suck them. “Lydia” I said, breaking away, “I want to suck you darling.” She immediately cupped her right breast with her hand and lifting it up, said, “Come lover. Come. Suck me my master. And hurt me too. I want to have your teeth marks all over my breasts.” And most happily and hungrily I started sucking on her nipple, while she took my other hand and placed it herself on the other breast, saying ‘squeeze me darling, pinch me sweetheart.” And I did what I was doing with gusto, enjoying every second with my dream girl, savouring every moment with her.

I was like this on her for close to ten minutes, hearing her endearments all along, and was transported to a new height in love making. Finally I came off and again went up to kiss her. And she grabbed me wildly and hungrily sought my mouth and started kissing me with a vigour that shook me up, though I enjoyed what she was doing. I slid my arm down her back and took her left breast in my hand and started tweaking her nipples with some force, while the other hand snaked down her torso and reached her valley between those lovely thighs. She spread them for me. my hand was now on her hot, swollen cunt, wet all over. I again teased her on her labia and this time went up to her clitoris and with my sticky wet finger started a circular motion on it. She gasped and grasped me in her hold with force. It went on for a few minutes. Then I brought my finger down and this time, inserted it into her vagina. It slipped in. I put the other finger also in and explored her small, lovely cavern with those two finger. She was flooding me. I enjoyed those floods. And then, my finger found her ‘G’ spot. It stated its circular motion on it and in a few seconds, Lydia was jumping up like a mare. “Oh God! Vic. You are just superb. But I can’t bear it any more. Come to me darling. I want you in me this instant. I cannot hold any longer. Come lover. Come to your mistress.”

Reluctantly I got off her, as I wanted a ‘69’ act. But she was in no mood then. Her thighs were wise spread. Her cunt was oozing. Her breathing was heavy. Her breasts were heaving. And she was biting her lower lip. For me too, it was too much. I went between her thighs. My manhood was in its full glory, waiting to go in. I didn’t tarry. I positioned myself between her thighs and lifted her legs to take it onto my shoulders. But, she wrapped it around my waist and thrust herself onto me, sucking up the entire shaft without any hindrance. It just went all the way in, and she started moving up and down. And then I too started pumping her. Both of us were wet with our juices and the sound of slapping could be heard from our action. Lydia was scratching my back. I bent down and sucked her breast, while my hand started teasing her clitoris, now like a rose in full bloom. Suddenly, she locked her mouth on mine and held me fast by my head. And we went to a crescendo that kept time with our own heartbeats. And then she squeezed my shaft with her cunt muscles and gushed out more of her juices. And I too reached my peak and it was a mingling of saliva, sweat and our love juices, culminating a wonderful union that left both of exhausted, but with pleasure.

We slept in each other’s arms for a few hours. And she got up and making me lie prone straddled me and gave me a ride that was divine.

Some months later Lydia got her diverse and she was now free.

That evening I took her out for dinner and as we were sipping our drinks, I slipped into finger a diamond ring saying, “Will You…?” “I was waiting. Yes. And YES” she said.