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Growing up with Time!

Ring! Ring!! Ring!!! Rachna's phone ringing and jingling could be heard even outside the bathroom. Rachna smoothed her wet hair out behind her ears as the water from the shower sprinkled on her. She puffed air and droplets of water from her lips, squinting her eyes as she quickly stretched her hand downward to turn off the shower's tap. Rachna exhaled profoundly and reached out for her body towel, wrapping it around her nakedness and folding the ends into themselves over her breasts. She tied a towel to her head and slid into her fuzzy kitty cat slippers. It was one of Rahul's cute gifts for her the other day.

As part of Rahul's grooming program, Rachna had already visited several beauty parlors, workout gyms, and clubs within a month or so. She was fast becoming an esteemed customer of these. She had already changed and filled her wardrobe at Rahul's place, getting a few more dresses with distinctive styles and designs from different collections. Footwear, purses, handbags, undergarments, and belts were included. There were many to choose from and stack in her wardrobe and closet.

There were also various cosmetics belonging to her now, which she'd bought from different stores. Neither she nor any of her relatives might have considered having such things. They were such that she could not even disclose them to her family. Rahul was turning her life around.

As Rachna had expected, the telephone rang again as she emerged from the bathroom. She picked up the phone and put it on her ear.

"Hello?" she answered the call.

"Hello! Rachna, my love. I've missed you so much. Where did you keep your phone? I've been trying to reach you ever since. Ha! You would rather not converse with your mother these days because you're now a big girl, eh?" The voice on the other side hollered.

Rachna mimicked her mom silently. "No, Mama. It's not that way. I've been in the shower so I couldn't answer your calls earlier. How are you, Mama?" she responded.

"I'm fine. You can't even say good morning to me. Rachna, you're becoming proud," her mom scolded on the dial.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Mama. Good morning, ma." Rachna added quickly, shaking her head. "How's family? How's bhabhi?".

"Everyone's fine, my dear. Suman's son, Manan, your nephew, just arrived here. He's going to be staying for a few weeks. Ah-ah! Rachna, I need a favour from you." Her mom started.

Rachna sighed disappointedly. "What's it again this time, ma?".

"Rachna, what's with that tone? Do you think I want to ask you for money again? Well, I do."

Rachna gave a half-snort. "So, how much do you need this time, ma?"

"I know Rahul is taking care of your needs, and I'm glad about that. Tell me, Rachna, is he the one?"

"What?"

"You know. The one. Your husband-to-be?"

"Wait, do you mean Rahul?"

"Of course! Who else did you think I was talking about, dear?" Rachna's mom grinned.

"Ma, how many times do I have to tell you? Rahul is my mentor and nothing else. He has helped me a lot, but that doesn't mean we're having an affair, Rachna replied shyly.

"Is that so? Okay, no problem. But you know, he's very, very handsome."

"Mama, how much do you need?" Rachna cut in sharply.

"Can't I tease you again? Okay. I need just five thousand rupees, dear, please."

"Okay, Mama, I'll send it later in the evening. Is that all?" said Rachna impatiently.

"Uhhh. Wait! When will you come home again?" Her mom added with yearning.

"I'll be home tomorrow morning."

"Okay, good. Well, take care of yourself."

"Take care of yourself too, and greet everyone for me, said Rachna.

"Sure. Bye-bye, honey."

"Bye, mom." Rachna smiled as she disconnected her phone. Mom is so annoying! Urghhh! She heaved a heavy sigh as she walked over to her wardrobe.

Since Rachna started her job, she had remained out of her home mainly on the pretext of some office work. Rahul had convinced her family that Rachna may have to travel out of Delhi on some office assignment. The truth was that Rachna spent relatively little time in the office and spent the rest of her time with Rahul either on long drives, shopping, or in his True Friends Apartment at Dwarka in Delhi. This seemed to have become her daily routine.

Ever since Rachna had her lovemaking sessions with Rahul, her life had not been the same. She found a new meaning in her life, developed self-confidence, and became more joyful. There were visible changes in her world that her family members noticed. She would put on lovely dresses and undergarments, do her face makeup with various cosmetics, and go to the office with a spring in her step. Any dress suited her, as she had put on weight in the right places.

Anyone could see the changes in her body. While her abdomen remained flat, her boobs had become slightly more prominent, fuller, and proud, and her buttocks were more expansive than before. After regular coupling sessions with Rahul, which satisfied her most, she blossomed into a flower from a bud.

Besides, Rachna learned several things in Rahul's company, building self-confidence, reflected in her personality. She had free access to Rahul's purse, debit cards, and other resources, and he let her spend his money at her will.

She woke up every morning with a smile plastered right onto her face with the fresh morning breeze blowing into her room and soothing her skin, and then when she turned to face the ceiling, she thought of how fun of a day it was going to be, and soon she was jumping out of bed.

Anyone who saw Rachna could see the transformation in her, characterised by the more time she takes now to relax and take care of herself, her body, hair, and skin. She had had enough cosmetics, toiletries, the choicest undergarments, and her favorite dresses through Rahul.

She sported new hairstyles; leaving her place, heading out to Rahul's place in the evenings, and spending days and nights with Rahul became her usual routine.

Her mom did not even know that she and Rahul were relishing a wonderful, intimate time together. Urmi did not dare ask where Rachna had been or where she had been spending her days and nights because Rachna had become the critical earning member of the family.

After performing her morning rituals, she went to the bathroom to freshen up for the day. In the next few minutes, she had already dressed in pink satin trousers, a pink blouse to match, and a pink scarf around her neck made with the same material.

Rachna shook her head as she glanced through the clothing collection Rahul had collected for her. There was a black gown that enticed her eyes. Rahul bought it for her when they went shopping last week. After trying out twenty dresses, this particular gown was the only one that seemed so beautiful on her.

She put on another brassiere set and panties and then slid into the dress. She swerved her body right and left as she stood in front of the dressing mirror, smiling as she saw that it brought out her features beautifully. The delicate lace detailing on the gown hugged her curves in all the right places, enhancing her feminine silhouette. The elegant train gracefully swept the floor as she moved, making her feel like a princess. She couldn't help but admire herself in the mirror, feeling radiant and confident in the dress Rahul had chosen for her. She knew that wearing this gown would make any occasion memorable and filled with enchantment.

An incoming call on her cellphone soon interrupted her mini-fashion rehearsal. She quickly hurried to where she had been charging it. It was Rahul calling.

"Hello Rahul, good morn--"

"Rachna, where are you? It's already ten o'clock, and I've been waiting for you downstairs at the gate. Don't you want to do this photoshoot?" His voice hollered angrily over the phone.

"I'm so sorry, Rahul. I was in the bathroom, and my mom called, too. I'm already getting dressed and will soon be there in a few minutes," Rachna pleaded.

"It's alright. Just be quick. Our schedule is pretty tight today. I'll be waiting for you, " Rahul said, cutting the call.

When she looked in the mirror, Rachna rushed to put on her gold bangles and earrings and brush her hair till it was shiny and smooth. She then applied light makeup powder to her face and hurriedly grabbed her brown handbag. She fiddled through it and picked out her keys. She was about to rush out of the room when she suddenly realised she was barefoot and hadn't put on her heels. She knelt and looked under her bed for it. She pulled a pair of black heels out and quickly fit her feet into them.

Rachna remained before the mirror for one last time and put her hands on her waist, gazing at her appearance. She loved the way she looked. It made her face pump with a cute smile.

She went to the window and looked outside to see if she would see Rahul in his car. And to her surprise, she saw him. He was outside the gate of True Friends Apartments. He had parked there with his Hyundai and waited outside the SUV, pacing back and forth impatiently and checking his wristwatch. Rachna closed the window curtains immediately and grabbed her remaining things, heading for the door. She took a full breath and breathed out calmly, then exited the flat, locking the door behind her, as Rahul had told her to do.

In the car, they played their favorite romantic song. They both knew that the car was a special place for them. They had come closer in the car. When she was with Rahul alone in the car, she again could not resist and jumped into the driving seat. She began to kiss his lips lovingly. He had to stop the car somehow and make love to her in the car.

Rachna thought her guess was correct. They were headed towards McDonald's drive-in on the Gurgaon highway, her favorite destination. Rahul had chosen that location for several photoshoot sessions with her. She loved it since it was a 90-minute, 40-kilometre drive on a free highway. In the meantime, she would have time to fiddle with the car's AC controls or FM radio. The location, too, was picturesque. She did not need to get out of the car but enjoyed her favorite bites in the car itself. They ate the same burger from each other's mouths and sipped the same drink with the same straw. They had a cheerful time every time they visited there.

After almost two weeks of grooming, training, shopping, and lovemaking, Rahul sent Rachna back to her home in Khadan Basti, just a few hundred meters from his apartment. She had stayed with him on some pretext of office work until then. In the meantime, Rachna had paid the room rent and sent enough money to Urmi's account. So, nobody in her family could dare question her whereabouts.

Rahul took Rachna in his car for shopping in Sarojini Nagar again. He told her to buy new designer clothes, shoes, and gifts for Urmi and Suman since she would see her mother and family after a long time. Besides, he bought everything her mom, Urmi, and her bhabhi, Suman, had listed on the grocery list, and they were packaged well enough for them to be taken home to her.

"Thank you so much for today, Rahul". Rachna smiled as she kept admiring the Dolce & Gabbana shirt he had bought for her.

"I've told you, Rachna, stop this formality. There is no place for 'sorry' or 'thank you' between friends." Rahul spoke in a stern tone as he held onto the steering wheel.

"You're right," replied Rachna with a shy smile as she looked out the window. "But I thank you, Rahul, out of sheer respect. I don't want to sound rude or give you the wrong impression."

"What is the wrong impression?" Rahul laughed as he accelerated.

"Can I ask you a question?" Rachna sat upright in her seat and stared at him.

"Go ahead," said Rahul, keeping his eyes on the road ahead.

"Why me?" asked Rachna.

"Why you? I don't understand," he responded.

"You keep doing all these good things for me. I'm just an average girl from a low-income family. I'm not important, but you keep helping me," said Rachna slowly.

"It's not just you, my dear. I love helping women. Young victimised women. I seriously want you to stand up on your own two feet and face society with some self-confidence. I was also from a poor background, just like you. I didn't grow up like the rest of my friends. I lost my parents in an accident. I want to make sure that you stand out from all your peers with distinction and set up one of the biggest aviation companies in Delhi. I have just begun to build my enterprise. I need women like you, and I'd ensure you get the best quality of life and support to chase your dreams and become a high-class woman. I've lived and worked around women and learned they have great potential. So I took it on myself to help every young and struggling woman out there because I know how it feels to come from a poor home," Rahul concluded.

"Wow. I'm so inspired by your trust in me, Rahul. You've come a long way." Rachna smiled.

Rahul nodded as he honked at a vehicle he was about to overtake.

"Where are we going?" she asked curiously.

"I should drop you home. You have not gone there since yesterday." Rahul replied.

"So what?" Rachna responded, "Mom keeps talking to me on the phone, and I keep her updated."

"But still," Rahul said, "she would not like you to stay away for long."

"I have told her," Rachna said assuringly, "I am with you and doing office work. Sometimes going out of Delhi."

"Office work? Out of Delhi? What do you mean?" Rahul appeared puzzled.

Rachna smiled and said, "These are my excuses. To be with you most of the time."

Rahul laughed aloud, saying, "Silly girl, you will soon be caught."

"No way," Rachna snapped back. "Mom trusts you. Besides, I keep paying her money whenever she asks."

"Oh, I see," Rahul sighed, "then you are right. So long as you keep giving her money, nobody will dare question you.  

"Agree," she said, "but this is all because of you, Rahul. You have given me great strength."

"Power, dear girl, power. Money gives you the power." Rahul said.

Rachna nodded in approval.

"You now deserve some extra, then," Rahul said, turning his face towards her.

"I was thinking that, too. How can you leave me behind before eating me? Rachna remarked.

Rahul smiled and pulled her closer. He immediately turned his car towards his apartment.

In a few minutes, they reached his flat. When they were inside, Rahul scooped Rachna up and carried her to the king-sized bed, and they regained their strength in each other's arms. Putting her gently down, he climbed beside her, passionately embracing the two. He kissed Rachna on her lips for a long time, moved down to her neck, tweaking her nipples with his fingers, and then bent down further and sucked her breasts gently into his mouth.

'Rahul, please '

He asked, 'What is it, Rachna?'

She gasped lustfully, 'Please, Rahul, don't torture me. I want you. Come to me! '

Rahul smiled at her, seeing that she was actually pleading with him to penetrate her vagina. Rahul teased her, 'Rachna, you want my cock in your pussy? '

She said, 'Oh, come on, Rahul.'

Grabbing her inner thighs, he spread her legs wide apart and pressed the tip of his cock into her wet vagina.

He teased her again, 'Then say it dearly!'

She said, 'Please, Rahul, please, I want your cock in my cunt. Please give it to me.'

At that point, Rachna spread her legs wider to let him situate his penis. Rahul got on top of her, situated his thick, bulbous dick over her labia, and scoured the head on the kickoff of her twat for quite a while. Rachna was pushing up her twat, trusting that Rahul would enter her. However, he continued prodding her, contacting the tip of his dick with her labia and afterwards pulling out.

Rachna was pushing up her twat, trusting that Rahul would enter her. However, he continued prodding her, contacting the tip of his dick with her labia and afterwards pulling out.

Finally, Rachna could take it no more. "Rahul, please, I want you to enter me now, please," she wailed.

Rahul laughed. "Say it properly, Rachna. Say that you want me."

"Yes, Rahul, please. I want you to possess me." Rachna insisted.

Rahul snickered. "Let's assume it appropriately, Rachna. Say that you need me."

"Indeed, Rahul, please. I maintain that you should have me." Rachna implored.

"Since you have been such an excellent girl, Rachna, and have asked so nicely," Rahul smirked, "you will now get what you want."

As she heaved her thighs off the bed and clamped his head in her pussy, Rahul felt her fingers entwining themselves in his hair as her orgasm hit her. He could feel it as it rippled through her chest, thighs, and whole body. He smiled to himself, and he couldn't wait any longer.

Crawling back up her body, he looked into Rachna's far-away eyes. "May I come in?" he said while placing his swollen cock over her pussy. 

There was a shy response from Rachna. "Oh yes, you are welcome. Please fill my pussy with your cock."

Before Rahul knew what she was doing, she had grasped Rahul's penis and rubbed it back and forth across her dripping snatch. Thinking about what she was about to do caused her to have a minor orgasm.

And so she gripped his mighty penis tighter and fed it into her cunt. As Rahul took over and pushed into her, she moaned out loud. He was so big. So handsome. So strong and masculine, but above all, so big down there. After a couple of minutes of gentle thrusting, she felt his big balls squash against her ass, and deep inside, she could feel his cocky head push into her cervix.

Rahul stopped pushing but kept his cock still inside her pussy and looked down at the beauty of Rachna, who was meowing beneath him.

Rahul raised his body and slowly started to enter her.

"Oh!" Rachna shouted as Rahul entered her gradually. He shook his body marginally and gave her more than adequate vaginal excitement, making her groan delicately and turn her head sideways. At last, he squeezed profoundly into her, and Rachna wheezed as her twat was loosened up entirely. She shut her eyes, and her mouth opened as she moaned with delight. She clawed his back as she flowed from the peak of one orgasm to another.

Then he started to thrust into her forcefully like a man possessed, trying to split her with his massive cock. Slowly, he entered her until he was almost entirely inside her. The deeper he went, the more Rachna moaned. He then slammed with full force into her and impaled his monstrous organ deep into her pussy. With his cock buried fully inside her and the juices flowing out of her pussy and down her thighs, she kept gasping and begging him to push into her harder.

Rahul's body stiffened, and he thrust himself deeply into her. "Rachna, I am going to cum."

Rachna crossed her lovely legs behind his back, and their bodies melted together. "Yes, cum inside me!" Rachna pleaded. Please!"

Rachna seemed to enter a daze as he moved his penis in and out of her pussy. The intensity of her orgasm gratified Rahul, and he was a little surprised as her arching body almost lifted his much bigger frame off the bed. As she came down from the high arousal, Rachna stared into his eyes.

Suddenly, his face contorted as he started to erupt. He remained inside Rachna for quite some time as his body throbbed. They caressed and kissed before he finally rolled off her.

"Oh, Rahul, what have you done to me? I never knew you loved so well." She smiled.

"Thank you, but it is really down to you", replied Rahul. "You are a fantastic girl. Now, come on, get ready. I will drop you home."

"Thank you for everything you do," Rachna grated as she got up and proceeded towards the bathroom.

As Rachna came out of the shower, humming a tune and wrapped in a bathrobe, Rahul watched her choose her dress from the wardrobe. Their eyes met momentarily. 

She smiled, blushed, and asked, "What are you looking at? What should I put on?"

"Anything, dear girl. You are a beauty." He said, looking happily at her.

She continued humming and began dressing up. She had her back to Rahul, her wet hair spread over her back. 

Rahul hugged her from behind, moved her wet hair aside, and kissed her shoulders and the luscious nape of her neck.

"You are again in a mood," Rachna said.

He embraced her from behind as she stood in the mirror. "Rachna, are you really in a hurry?" Rahul asked mischievously.

She said, "No, I am not. Since yesterday, while you were busy making love to me, I only imagined more of you and wanted you to remain inside me."

Rahul watched her tits as he disrobed her. He saw her lovely thick, long, wet hair, deep black eyes, glowing skin, pink lips, and thick black pubic hair adorning her pussy.

She bent over to pick her bra from the wardrobe, and he was privy to her glorious pussy lips. By now, his cock was getting quite complicated. He loved it and felt a stirring in his loins that went more profound than the roots of his cock.

Her sensual humming stopped, and a delightful squeal escaped her lusty lips when his hands moved slowly up her torso to caress her breasts, stroking them until they began to harden. Playfully, she slapped his hand.

Before things got too far, she told him she had to dress quickly. She let the bathrobe drop, and as she began putting on a brassiere, Rahul moved towards her to help her.

He did not let her hook her brassiere up for a while and kneaded her boobs from behind under her bra.

"Ah, Rahul!" She sighed with delight and arched her back towards him.

Rahul massaged her tits, buried his face in her hair, and kissed her bare, smooth shoulder.

"Rahul," she hissed. "Please, let me finish getting dressed," she pleaded, trying to regain control of the situation. But Rahul's touch was too intoxicating, and she gave in to the pleasure. As he continued to explore her body, she couldn't help but lose herself in the moment, forgetting about getting dressed altogether.

He turned her face around and kissed her deeply. She returned his kisses, letting him suck her tongue deep into his mouth. She could only feel happier and groan, assuming their lovemaking was over. He whispered to her as he held her close.

"I love you, Rachna, my girl." 

As she lay in his arms, Rachna felt a rush of emotions flood her. She had never felt so cherished and desired before. The intensity of their connection was undeniable, and she whispered back, "I love you too, Rahul, more than words can express." 

In that moment, they knew their love was more than just physical; it was a deep, soulful bond that would endure any challenge that came their way.

For just a second, a smile flashed across her countenance. She would take that compliment to heart. She smiled and playfully slapped his shoulder.

As she hooked up her bra, he gathered himself and said, "Let's go."

Rachna dressed up quickly. Soon, Rahul took Rachna in his car to drop her off at Khadan Basti. 

"Thank you for everything you are doing for me," Rachna said thankfully.

"Oh, it's nothing. Uhhh... I think we've gotten here." Rahul said as he pulled up by the roadside. Some kids gathered together a few meters away from the car. They had been playing before but stopped to admire the car as it parked in front of Rachna's mother's home. Some of the kids recognised Rachna as she got out of the vehicle. They were her kid brothers.

"Make sure you keep in touch, okay?" Rahul said to her.

"C'mon, please stay for dinner. My mom's traditional delicacies will make you fall in love," Rachna suggested.

"Uhhh. Maybe another time. I have an important meeting to get ready for tonight," said Rahul with a sigh.

"Okay, if you say so," Rachna replied as she got down from the Hyundai with her handbag hanging from her elbow. She closed the door and opened the passenger seat. She emerged with the foodstuffs and gift bags Rahul had bought for Urmi and Suman.

"Well, I've got to go now. See you later, Rachna. Greet Mama for me," said Rahul as he revved his Jeep's engine.

"Thank you so much, Rahul," Rachna said as she bade him goodbye.

"You take care of yourself and keep in touch." His voice faded into the air as he drove away.

Rachna stood there, watching him disappear across the other street. She then left the spot and went into the house. She saw her mom waiting for her at the door.

"Rachna, my love!!!" Urmi opened her arms wide for a hug.

"Mama!! I missed you a lot!" said Rachna as she fell into her arms and hugged each other tightly.

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