As the months passed, the intimacy between Rachna and Rahul kept growing. Despite their busy schedules, they always yearned to have little private moments together. Rahul would offer to drop her home after work or take her to lunch during breaks. During most of the weekdays, Rahul had more time with Rachna, and during their time together, Rahul trained Rachna in and out of the office. He taught her the art of confidence, pride, and high self-esteem. He led her constantly to keep her head high and let no one look down on her.
Rahul had resolved to groom Rachna into a fine classical lady. He trained and taught her to work professionally, and she grew better with time. Rachna became better at doing jobs. She even took a professional course, which he paid for, to enhance her working abilities.
To Rachna, Rahul was like a god, and she always did what he said to crown his efforts. From being a secretary, she ranked up to Senior Manager.
Rachna blossomed into a beautiful, strong, and independent woman in a couple of months. She improved tremendously, which earned her promotion as the company's ambassador due to Rahul's influence.
Rahul was amazed and proud of her rapid growth, and Rachna became forever grateful to him. Rachna found herself getting more enamored by Rahul as the days passed.
During one of their drives, Rachna persuaded Rahul to buy her the latest dresses and footwear. She held his hand and pleaded, "Please, Rahul, take me to Sarojini Nagar for shopping."
Rahul appeared surprised and asked, "Hey, what's the matter? Why are you so excited?"
She blushed and said, "I have to show these to Seema."
"Seema, who?" Rahul asked.
"Seema is my best friend. We do not hide anything between us. She lives in Noida." She spoke.
"Have you told her everything about us?" Rahul asked
"Not yet, but the time has come to tell her everything, show her what I've got." She said.
"It means you will visit her in Noida and want me to drive you there." Rahul understood what she wanted.
"Oh, Rahul, you are so wise." She appeared very happy.
"But on one condition," Rahul said firmly.
"What? I will follow whatever you say." She assured him.
"That you will wear those dresses and show first to me," Rahul said
"But how I can't wear those in my home?" She said
"That will not be a problem," Rahul said as he drove the car towards Sarojini Nagar market.
"Just tell me which dresses you like to buy?" Rahul asked her.
"You just wait and see. But you tell me what you want me to wear?" She asked back.
"Well, I prefer a sleeveless, thin-strapped top and a short skirt," Rahul said
"Hmm," she exclaimed as if their tastes were similar.
After about half an hour, they reached Sarojini Nagar, and Rahul parked his car in the lot. He gave Rachna his ATM card and told her to finish shopping soon.
He gave Rachna his ATM card and told her to finish shopping soon. Rachna smiled in gratitude and took his ATM card as usual. She already knew the PIN, as Rahul had entrusted her with everything.
As she exited the car, he said, "Come soon. I will wait for you here in the car." He sat back and closed his eyes while trying to relax.
After half an hour or so, messages of debit transactions on his card started coming on his phone. He did not wish to see those and knew what was happening. He also knew that the day's spending limit was only Rs 20,000.
He was awakened from his nap by a tap on his window. Rachna stood there with her hands full of shopping bags and signaled him to open the rear door.
"Whew!" she exclaimed. Rachna had bags of items lining the length of her arms. She dumped them onto the back seat and retrieved the yoghurt already melting in Rahul's arms.
As Rachna settled inside the car after putting all her bags in the back seat, she said, "You know, Rahul, I still could not buy something. The card was nearing its limit." She said while giving his ATM card back to Rahul.
"What? You spent 20,000?" Rahul seemed to be shocked.
"No, just 18,500. Thank you, Rahul." She spoke.
It was getting dark as Rahul drove away from the lot, wondering how cute Rachna looked when she brought something that she secretly desired.
"Wow! Just tell me, what did you buy?" Rahul asked.
"Same usual stuff, dresses, shoes...." She interrupted him.
"Show me." He reminded Rachna of her promise.
She finished her yoghurt in minutes and hugged him. "Thank you, Rahul." She looked around. "You said you wanted to be the first to see me in these dresses. I'm still searching for a place where I can change up for you." She said.
Rahul shook his head, signaling her to go to the back seat.
"Okay, just give me a minute." She said as she got up from her seat and climbed towards the back seat, slightly brushing her body with Rahul's.
Rahul continued driving his car, and he could hear only noises of shopping bags being opened. After a few minutes, Rachna emerged from the back seat and sat beside Rahul.
He saw her wearing a Western dress for the first time in her life, tightly hugging her body, showing off all her curves in the right places. It was a sleeveless dress, showing cleavage and hugging her boobs tightly, elevating their beauty even more. It was a mini dress showing off her beautiful milky thighs while hugging her round ass.
Seeing her in a brand-new outfit, Rahul's eyes opened wide in disbelief. She was not the same next-door girl, Rachna. She was someone else, a picture of beauty. She had put on his favourite dress.
"See Rahul. You are the first one to see me in this dress. There is no friend called Seema. How do I look?" Rachna was saying.
Rahul stopped his car by an empty wayside and looked at her wide-eyed. She wore his favorite red sleeveless, thin-strapped top and a short red skirt. Her bra straps also showed off, making her look even more beautiful.
Rachna had a conservative upbringing, and having spent her formative years in India, the traditional lower-middle-class Indian society greatly influenced her.
But when she met Rahul, she slowly came out of her shell. She started dreaming about wearing stylish, skin-hugging clothes like most girls her age.
"Rachna, you look so beautiful. I cannot believe it is you."
"Rahul, it is all because of you."
"No Rachna, you deserve it."
"Oh, Rahul..." She could no longer hold her emotions and lunged forward to hug him.
"What else did you buy? Did you buy this bra also?" Rahul said, fiddling with her bra and top straps.
She nodded and blushed.
"You should have shown me that also."
"No, you see it yourself."
She squirmed on the seat as he moved his mouth down her chest and kissed between her tits. Rachna's breasts looked majestic in her new figure-hugging outfit. Rahul caressed her bare shoulders, arms, and back and slowly slid her straps over her shoulders. She was wearing a lace bra of a matching colour covering just half the swell of her breasts. The tight top accentuated her firm breasts filled with pride. Rahul did not try to remove her bra, but he caressed her breasts over the lacy bra fabric, sending waves of pleasure to both.
He pulled down her top just below her breasts and admired her beauty in all its glory. Rahul reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. Her big, fleshy boobs came free.
Rachna held his hand close to her breasts and brought her face closer. No words followed, and soon, they locked their lips in a long, intimate kiss.
"Oh, Rachna, I want to kiss you here." Rahul placed his finger on her cleavage.
"Who is stopping you?" She seemed to be in a joyous mood.
Without waiting further, Rahul pulled her towards him, buried his face between her breasts, and kissed her sensitive flesh.
"Oh, Rahul," she moaned in pleasure as she held the back of his head and pressed into her breasts.
Rahul grabbed them in his hands and sucked on one, then the other as he squeezed them. Rachna moaned loudly, and her body squirmed violently under him.
With great effort, Rachna slowly pushed Rahul away and said, "Not here, Rahul; it's precarious."
Reluctantly, Rahul agreed and sat back. At the same time, she hooked her bra back and adjusted her dress.
He smiled. "We have one more stop to make then." Rahul decided to go to his flat in Dwarka and started his car.
"Where are we going?" Rachna asked
"Dwarka. There, you will be more comfortable." Rahul said.
Rachna was surprised. Up till now, Rahul had not shared this information with her.
When he got in to drive, she leaned in and kissed him. Rahul was shocked. He always saw the way she looked at him but didn't think she dared to do that. It was fast and short, but he did notice the passion it came with.
She pulled back. "I'm sorry," she said. He immediately noticed the way her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
"You need to stop apologizing, Rachna." He replied.
Rahul asked Rachna to come closer to him as he wanted to touch and caress her. She shifted more towards his side and let his free hand roam over her bare arms, shoulders, and back.
He spoke to her while he drove to his True Friends flat in Dwarka in Delhi, which was close to her Khadan Basti. They reached Dwarka an hour later. She knew it existed, but the houses there were too vast and expensive, nothing she or anyone she knew could afford. The ride was quiet till he drove into the basement parking lot of a twelve-story building.
"Welcome to my place." He said, smiling.
After parking the car in the building's basement parking lot, assigned specially for flat owners, he took Rachna to the lift and reached his flat on the seventh floor straight from the basement car park. Rachna had kept him assimilated in her glow. However, now that he was arriving at his apartment with her, he felt the energy that slipped upon him like a chill thrill.
That was Rachna's first visit to Rahul's place. Rachna liked this and wanted it to become the norm between her and Rahul. She was very attracted to him and didn't care how old he was. She wanted to be the girl in his life. While she could not figure out a way for that to happen, she loved that they had finally come close.
Rachna blinked repeatedly as she tried to take in the place. It was gorgeous. She followed him up a lift, and they stopped on the seventh floor.
"This is my True Friend's apartment, Rachna." With his arms open, he said, "Please, feel yourself at home."
They came out of the lift and walked towards his flat. He halted at the door and took out his key from his pocket. He unlocked his flat door without another word and ushered Rachna inside, holding her bare arm.
They entered his flat together. The passage was into a significant lobby-like drawing room, with two rooms having attached toilets, a kitchen, and a little lounge area, all with marble flooring. There are many outrageous leather couch sets, some exotic leather pads, and a bar counter in a corner.
From cosy to splurge-worthy, Rachna was obsessed with the apartment. It had European-style cabinetry, brushed nickel hardware, and private terraces overlooking excellent natural spots. She saw the swimming pool with tanning beds and a little playground from the deck. The house was spacious and had a heater, which Rahul turned on for warmth. The rooms had huge beds, and she wondered why he got an apartment with three rooms. She was sure the area was vast, and the artwork was top-class Greek. The apartment had a Jacuzzi, and Rachna could already see herself living there.
"I am surprised you live here alone." She said.
Once inside, the door locked and lights on, Rahul closed his strong arms around her. They remained in a warm hug for some time. Rachna stared at Rahul, and she saw something in his eyes, something she thought was lust. She had been around him countless times, but she had never seen that look in his eyes.
As she was about to say so, Rahul drew nearer, causing her heart to beat rapidly. She couldn't get time to think anything else because he kept drawing nearer, and without the need to wait, he kissed her. Rachna, too, kissed him back. His lips were soft and sweet, causing a magical sensation in her. He placed a hand at the back of her neck and drew her nearer like she wasn't close enough, threatening to devour her, and she wanted him to eat her.
She then thought about all his acts of kindness, his words of comfort, and adoration for her, and she said within herself if this were the only way she could repay him, she would seize this moment. She didn't think since logic was against this, but her mind spoke or related to what her heart temporarily wanted. Nobody had to know.
Rachna's hands travelled through Rahul's body, and she began to help him out of his clothes. With shaking hands, she took off the top and dropped her skirt. Rahul kissed her hard, slowly unhooked her bra and removed the straps.
Rahul helped her come out of her dress, and when they stood fully naked before each other, Rachna could see how long and hard his cock was. Something burned within her, and she had no patience to want to keep staring at it or taste it but an urgent need to have it inside her.
With his cock in her hand, he let her lead him to the bed, and instead of sliding into her as she had thought, he began to torment her with his hands and tongue. He tasted her nipples, kissed and licked around the swell of her breasts, and his hands didn't sit idle, for they roamed the expanse of her body like rich soil, seeking those sensitive spots that made her shiver. Her body was trembling with excitement and anticipation.
Rachna noticed that she wasn't breathing regularly, and to her surprise, she moaned from the pleasure Rahul was giving her. She feared she wouldn't last, so she sat up and took hold of his cock, begging him to come inside her.
And Rahul honoured her request. When he slid in, Rachna's eyes widened from the fullness of his cock, and immediately, he began to move in her. He moved with such speed and ferocity, driving her wild, making her hear the wet sounds between her legs as she clutched the sheet for support.
Rachna shook violently from a beautiful climax and felt Rahul slide out of her. What happened next? She had no idea that she had slept off. Maybe she needed this after the trip. But no one needed to know about it. It was her thanks to Rahul, after all.
She brought her face close, kissed him, and whispered, "I need to go to the bathroom."
He kissed her lips, caressed her breasts, and said, "Let me show you around the flat."
Upon getting up from the bed, her first impression of the flat was not what she thought it would be. Instead of noticing how spacious it was, how tastefully Rahul had kept all the finishes, furniture, kitchen, and toiletries in the bathroom, or even how nice the view from the balcony was, Rachna discovered a large wardrobe and the dressing room. She now had all the cosmetics, dresses, and footwear items she had only dreamed of. Her jaw dropped and was filled with an overwhelming sense of awe.
While browsing various dresses, Rahul came behind her and grasped her waist. "So this is your favourite," he whispered in her ear.
"Oh, Rahul," she gasped in disbelief, "But the problem is I can not wear these everywhere every time."
"Never mind, dear," Rahul assured, grabbing her from behind. "We will go on vacation somewhere sometime, and you try these or any other there in any way you like." He said.
"Oh, Rahul," she exclaimed in delight, turned, and kissed him.
"Let me show you my place." He said.
"Forget all your worries," Rahul brought her near a bar counter situated in a corner, fully equipped with his favourite brands.
"Have it, and say cheers," Rahul handed her a chilled beer can.
"Rahul, I never have tasted it," she appeared reluctant.
Her tour of his flat had ended, and she was still in awe. It was her first time taking alcohol, but she didn't want Rahul to think of her as a child, so she smiled and accepted his offer to drink with him in the bar area.
Rahul grinned, "Everything has a first time. Come on, make a start. Otherwise, you will think twice about it for the remainder of your life."
Her expression changed slightly as Rachna slowly sipped, but Rahul encouraged her, "That's better. We have not yet finished. We have to make more love now."
Anticipating more lovemaking, trying her choicest dresses, and imagining vacation, Rachna became more excited and did as Rahul told her.
Soon, they were locked in each other's arms on the master bed.
Rahul turned Rachna on her back and entered her slowly. She was already quite wet and ready. He grabbed her shoulders and started penetrating her with smooth, deep strokes.
"Oh, God! Rahul! Take me hard!" She groaned and screamed.
Rahul started with slow strokes that pumped her wet cunt in and out, then slowly increased the force of his thrusts. Her body was young and lively, and her pussy fitted tightly around his thick, veiny cock as he drove it into her.
Kicking her hips fiercely, Rachna took herself on his hard, pounding cock. She needed his affection for a considerable time, yet more today while with him. Having him close to her had kept her body in a steady preparation condition. Presently, she groaned and shouted, cherishing each second as Rahul nailed her.
For sure, even after it faded away, she was anxious. When Rahul turned her over, she promptly knelt and spread them wide, lifting her butt for him to stick her. That he quickly did. Expecting how hard he would pound her, Rachna put her head on the pad and upheld it with her arms. She was not to be misguided. Rahul hit his dick so hard into her cunt that each push shook her. The bed shook and caused melodic squeaking upheavals as Rahul infiltrated Rachna with hard, solid strokes.
Her twat pressed his thick cock as she came again on the third slap. It also set off his climax and detonated so deep inside Rachna's wet, tight pussy that it warmed her entire body. Rachna whimpered and groaned in joy as she rode her climax and partook in Rahul's sublimely strong dick inside her pussy.
After he was entirely spent within her, he fell onto the bed. She had a naughty smile as she looked up at him. They lay on the bed, wrapped in each other's arms. Rachna asked, "Who's flat is this? You never told me."
Rahul pulled her closer and said, "It is yours, Rachna. I never told you because the moment did not arrive."
"And that moment is now," Rachna understood and tried to get up.
Rahul pulled her back to him and said, "Whatever you have to say, you are free, but don't leave me. I want to feel you. I want your breasts pressed against my chest all the time."
He held her tightly, his words filled with both desperation and longing. She could feel his heart pounding against her own chest as their bodies pressed together in an intimate embrace. The intensity of his desire sent shivers down her spine, and she found herself torn between the overwhelming passion he exuded and the need to address the thoughts weighing heavy on her mind.
Rachna smiled. "Oh, Rahul, I am not going anywhere. You can have me as much as you desire." He pulled her face to him with his fingers in her sleek hair and kissed her wildly. His hot, demanding lips pressed on her soft, luscious lips, and Rachna quickly opened her mouth, surrendering to his demands. "Yes, Rahul, yes. We are one now." Rachna whimpered, absolutely loving how he was taking charge of her.
Their bodies intertwined, their desires igniting the fire that consumed them both again. Rahul's hands explored every inch of her, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. Rachna's mind raced with a mixture of anticipation and vulnerability as she revelled in the intensity of their connection. She had always wanted to feel this, and it intoxicated her in ways she couldn't fully comprehend. As their passion escalated, Rachna couldn't help but wonder if this was just a fleeting moment or the beginning of something more profound.
His tongue entered her mouth while his hands caressed her breasts, and his dick was pulsating against her cunt, and the multiple attacks were again becoming extremely erotic for her. The movement of her heaving breasts indicated what was happening to her. Whatever was happening was just what the two of them wanted.
Rachna whispered, "I am lucky to have the most loving, caring, and understanding friend."
Like a tigress, she graciously moved into his embrace. She was in a different zone. "Make love to me, Rahul."
"Rachna," Rahul said, cupping her cheeks, "nothing can spoil what we now have between us. I will always love and care for you, no matter what. I want to see you as the happiest woman around. I will groom and train you and want you to experience life in totality."
He then remembered that it was time for her to show him the dresses she had bought.
She began with a long red gown that had silver trimmings. He appreciated each of the dresses, admiring her curves in all of them, and then she came out with a short yellow gown. It was so quick and revealing that Rahul struggled to keep calm. He could see her nipples protruding from the tightness of the dress, and Rahul swallowed loudly.
She finished showing it off and tried another but soon returned with the same dress.
"I can't undo the zip, Rahul. Please help me." She said this as she went close to the bed where he sat and turned, exposing her back and whole ass to his hungry eyes.
She was cautious because she didn't know what he thought of her kiss. She only hoped she did not offend him. Rahul, on the other hand, was aroused. From the moment she kissed him, he couldn't help but imagine all he could do to her.
She blinked as he came behind her to help her unzip the dress. His breath was hot against the nape of her neck, and she heard him swallow. They were both aware of their skin touching, and Rachna cursed herself for kissing him, making the whole day awkward.
The zipper made a noise as it came apart. He waited for her to proceed to the room to take off the dress, but she didn't. She stood breathing hard, just like he didn't move back.
Then she felt his two hands rub her arms once, then twice, and then they travelled to the hands of her dress, and she felt him hesitate.
Rahul waited for her to push him to protest, but she didn't, so he took it as a go-ahead and brought the dress down to the floor.
She was still backing him, but he could see her breasts pouring out from the sides, moving as she breathed loudly. Her fine ass was in blue pants that cupped it firmly. Her skin was soft as cream, and her curves were just as loud.
He summoned courage and brought his lips to her neck, sucking on her skin. From there, he could see her breasts heaving, and he gasped. They were big and beautiful, and his hands went to them and squeezed gently.
Rachna gasped as she staggered backwards into him, feeling his stiff cock throbbing against her back. The fondling of her breasts became more arduous, rougher, and faster, and as he flicked his thumbs against her hardened nipples, she threw her hair back and let out a loud moan.
He kept one hand on her breast and let the other slip under her panties. With his middle finger, he found her clitoral area and began stroking. His strokes were strong and sent vibrations all over her body. Her moans grew louder with each stroke, and soon, she felt herself coming. Rahul sensed it, too, and pulled back.
She turned to stare at him, and her eyes flashed angrily. "What?" she asked. Her lips trembled, and her eyes watered.
"Are you okay with this?" he asked her. He wanted to ensure he wasn't pushing her into something she wasn't ready for.
The contact her eyes maintained with his gave him his answer, but he wanted to hear her say it.
"Yes," she said quietly. Her voice seemed to have vanished.
Rahul smiled and helped her out of her panties. With a push, he had her on the bed and came on top after pulling off his briefs. She gasped at the size of him. Her eyes searched his for assurance that he wouldn't hurt her. But when his lips tasted hers, she knew this man would never hurt her, so she trusted him.
He stared into her eyes as he drove into her. She yelled in pain and pleasure, but soon, her eyes fluttered closed as he rode her to bliss. She was moaning, gasping, and grinding her hips towards his. The impact of his skin on hers made her crazy. Her eyes were heavy, her lips were parted, her legs were wide open, her fingers scraped his back, and her body banged against his. She could feel his hard breathing on her neck, and his groans drummed into her ears.
This time, she felt the surge charging like a missile ready to explode, and she pleaded. "Don't stop, please."
Rahul listened. He rode her till they both came in unison, their juices mixing and their bodies drowning in the scent of one another.
She recovered in a few minutes, and he kissed her. "You can stay here. Please rest."
She slept off and woke up an hour later to find out she was alone. She turned around in fear, looking for Rahul, when she heard a noise from the bar area.
It was raining, and she noticed he had put a silken blanket over her to keep her warm. She wanted to hug him for that.
She got up and moved to the bar to find him doing something. "Oh, you're up," he said when he saw her standing. "What would you like to drink?" he asked.
"Something chilled." She said, smiling.
He held two cans of beer and handed one to her.
He finished first and dropped the can. Rachna followed soon, and when the cans hit the sink, she went over to him and wrapped her arms around him. "I want you now," she whispered in his ears. "I don't know what I've done to deserve you, but I am grateful. I need you inside me every time."
He smiled. "How are you? I was too hard on you. I hope you're not sore." He asked with concern.
She rolled her eyes. "I don't care. I want you to ride me harder than before."
Her voice sent chills down his ears, and he damned everything and took off the robe she had on. His shorts joined them as he lifted her onto the counter.
He attacked her in the most heinous way he'd ever done to her. There was something about her voice--the sensuality when she begged him, the darkness in her eyes. The need and pleasure her body communicated made him want to destroy her there and then.
It was a hard ride. One that had her screaming his name into the heavy rain, one that had her breasts pushing at him and her back arched to the most painful degree. It made her bounce on the kitchen counter as if holy food was never prepared there--one that made her forget her name and one that left only one person in her mind: Rahul.
He tore her insides with his massive cock as he paraded through her. Soon, they both came again, gripping each other for strength.
He kissed her over and over.
"You're okay?" he asked when she sat upright, and she nodded.
He got up, took another beer from the fridge, and handed it to her, saying, "You'll need this." He also retrieved one for himself, and they both gulped their drinks, smiling at each other until she spoke.
"Rahul, why don't you marry me? I have had this connection with you since you started grooming me. I know you've had it too. Why don't we take it forward?"
He brought his hand to her face and stroked it softly. "You see, Rachna, I am older than you by twenty years. Let us not complicate what we have by making commitments to each other. Instead, let us keep this secret and remain friends."
"But I want you." She protested.
"I want you too. I can't even hide it anymore, but sacrifices have to be made for greatness to come. I will make you a queen. You are my girl, my project, and I want to make the best of you. You will surely get married one day. But to someone else, someone of your age level, let that be when you are ready. Everything will fall into place if you take your time and do not rush. I want to bring you up to the point that your husband and in-laws will regard you greatly. You will have a say in that marriage. You will be the one calling the shots. And for that, I will groom you."
She smiled. "You have great plans for me." She said, hugging him. "Thank you, Rahul."
He nodded. "I just want you to be happy." He carried her back into the room and made her lie. After a satisfactory rest, he drove her home.
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