A Common Man From Bangalore – Part 6
blowjob, bus, colleague

Guys hi, in this part I am going to share my incident with a girl who was working in an IT company. This happened in the year beginning of 2008 and my 4th semester in college. I met her in a bus while going to college. She worked in a company near my college in J.P. Nagar. She was beautiful and recently married maybe 6-8months back I think. She was from a rural place and had completed her engineering. Her name is Impana, married and she is 5.6’ height. As she was from the rural area, she had her dress covering the full body. She had come to the city just after her marriage. We both get down at the Majestic bus stop and again take a bus together. I didn’t observe her in the beginning. One day while going on the bus, she had no other seat but beside me. So she sat in that seat. I smiled at her and she adjusted her bag and dress and smiled back. She had flowers in her hair and it smelled good. She said, “I have seen you many times on the bus.” I told her that I go to college in J.P. Nagar. Me: Are you a student? Impana: No I work in ‘xyz’ company in J.P. Nagar. Me: it is close to my college. Impana: I am from Gubbi. (a village from Tumkur district). Me: Your education qualification? Impana: B.E E&C. Me: I am doing computer science diploma. Then we got down in Majestic and while waiting we shared some things on studies. I was constantly messaging Sharu aunty while traveling. We didn’t have WhatsApp back then. One message was 1 paisa back then. She noticed me typing the messages very fast. She mentioned it to me. I thanked her. I was busy and when I got on the bus it was full. The only seat was beside her and it was a ladies’ seat. I hesitated to sit there. She called me to sit but I told it’s a ladies’ seat. Some other lady will sit at the next stop. She said it is ok. even the conductor said if any girl comes you can get up. Now sit down. I sat beside her. We again chatted till she got down one stop before my stop. While going back timing was different. So, every day it was the same. We sat beside each other. If there were older people, we both used to give that seat and stand together for chit chat. A few days passed and I didn’t go to college for 2 days as Sharu wanted me badly in bed. After that, I met Impana on the bus. She asked me why I didn’t come, I gave some reason. This followed for a few days. One day I was waiting at the bus stop near my college. She came to my stop as it was the last stop for that route bus. I saw her and asked. Me: Hey how come today so early? Impana: My husband is going to abroad today. So I need to help him pack for his journey. Me: The bus would come to your stop. Impana: Yes but it will be full and I won’t get a seat. So every day I come here and take the bus. Me: Oh, nice, what’s your office timing? Impana: 10 to 5. I thought if I wait for 1 hour I can go home together with Impana. I told her I will wait for her from today. She asked me why. I said one hour if I wait I can go with you talking all the way back home like in the morning. She likes that and said, “Ok, then I will come as soon as my office leaves.” I got confused, I asked her what she means. Impana: As I want to get the seat I come walking. My office colleague stays nearby. We both come walking. From tomorrow I will come without waiting for her. I didn’t know whether it was affection or just friendship. I like her company while traveling. The fragrance of the flowers in her hair I like. I was in a message with Sharu while talking to Impana. Impana: How much does a mobile cost? Me: Around 3 to 4 thousand. Impana: Can you get me one mobile? Me: Sure, why not, which one you want? Impana: Like yours. Me: Ok, tomorrow I don’t have a lab. I will bring mobile in the meantime and I will meet you at the bus stop. At that time I was using the Nokia 2300. People who have used that mobile will know how easy it is to type a message on that mobile. Impana wanted the same mobile. I met Impana next morning at the bus stop. She gave 5000 rupees for buying mobile and also asked me to buy a sim of the same network as mine. After college, I went in for a store and got her the same mobile. That time I was still using Spice (now Idea). In those days verification and activation took 3 days. I gave her the mobile and the sim and told it will take 3 days for activation. Later, while coming back on the bus, she held my hands and said thank you. I was feeling her soft hands. I didn’t have any sexual feelings on her. We got down from the bus in our area and she came with me for some distance. Then she took her way home. Only then I came to know she resides in 2 roads adjacent to my house. The third day when she met me at the bus stop she gave me her mobile to store my number. I saved it in my name. She told me to save the number in some girl’s name. I saved the number as Sarita (my owner aunt.) I asked her did her husband like the mobile. She said “I have another mobile. This is for me to contact you.” I felt something strange in her words. Then, as usual, we just went together and came back together. Every day she messaged me during office hours. She didn’t reply to any of my messages while she was at home. Every Saturday and Sunday I was waiting for her message. I would get a reply only on Monday morning. This happened for some days. One Sunday I was laying on the bed with Sharu after fucking her. I got a message. I thought who it was and opened it. To my astonishment it was Impana. She had asked me to meet her in a café that evening. It was already 3 in the afternoon. I was still in a fucking mood. But I got up told Sharu that I need to meet a friend. Sharu gave me a nice blowjob before I left. Then I took a bath and went to the Vijaynagar CCD. She was already sitting there with one of her office friends. I greeted her and her friend. Her friend said something in Impana’s ear. We had coffee. I had taken my dad’s bike so while coming back I dropped Impana home. She invited me to come in. I said some other day. The next day I didn’t meet her. I messaged and there was no reply. While returning home I went near her house to find out why she didn’t turn up today. There was no one in her home. After 2 weeks she came to the bus stop in the morning and she had a sad face. I didn’t talk to her much while going on the bus. While returning in the evening, I asked her if there’s any problem. She started to cry and leaned on my shoulder. I didn’t know how to console her. So we got down the bus in Jayanagar south end. A line of the park starts from there. I took her to the park and sat there for some time. I asked about her husband. She told me that he is in their native. I asked why she was sad. She again started crying. I told her I can’t understand if she cries and doesn’t tell anything. She was wearing a saree that day it was a light color. While she had her head on my shoulder I could see little of her cleavage and her skin was like milky white. She said crying that her mom passed away. I felt sorry and while consoling her I was seeing her cleavage. It was getting dark and some people in the park started going. I didn’t know what to do. Stay in the park or go home. Then I made up my mind. We walked for some distance. She was holding my hand as lovers hold. I could sense her boob brushing my hands. I was getting a little hard-on. I thought for my self we are so close friends and my dick is having wrong thoughts on her. We got into the bus and she slept the rest of the journey with her head on my shoulder. I could see that people standing beside her in the bus were peeping at her cleavage. I covered it a few times. Then when we got down from the bus. Impana: Can you be with me for some time? Me: Why not? I will go home and change my clothes and come. Impana: You can wear my husband’s dress! Me: I won’t feel comfortable as well as my mom will start calling me after 8 p.m. Impana: How much time will it take for you to come? Me: Around 15 to 20 minutes. Impana: Ok, I will be waiting for you. She went home. I also reached home and told my parents that I am going to a friend’s home for studies and will come next day evening. Wait for the next part to know what happened next.