A while later, Siddharth—dressed in a loose full-sleeved t-shirt, which looked oversized for him, and a slightly loose joggers—stood in front of Shweta's apartment.
Haa!
Taking a deep breath, he pressed the bell button on the side, an excited smile appearing on his face. He was prepared to take their relationship a little further.
Just a moment after he rang the bell, Shweta opened the door. She was now dressed in a comfy sundress that revealed some of her shoulders.
Seeing this, his eyes flashed, and his smile couldn't help but widen. Given how conservative she was, this dress was provocative for her, but here she was, dressed in it, looking a little nervous and shy. He could also see she was waiting for him to compliment her.
Taking a step forward, he gently grabbed her hand, leaned down, and placed a kiss on her knuckles.
Her widening eyes and her face and neck, which instantly turned crimson, were proof she never expected this kind of gesture. Her heart beating like drums, she didn't know how to react.
Seeing her like this, he was tempted to give her a tight hug and kiss her, but didn't want to risk being seen since they were in the hallway. So, instead, he just looked into her eyes, smiled and said, "You look gorgeous."
"Ah… yes. T-Thank you." She said, stuttering and then gestured him to enter, "Please c-come inside. I've already prepared lunch."
'How sweet!' Siddharth inwardly commented, feeling amused by how flustered she became just from an unconventional greeting. (A/N: Unconventional because no one in India usually greets like this.)
'How flustered she must have been after that goodbye kiss earlier?' He thought, chuckling inwardly as he walked over to the dining table where the dishes were already laid out.
Noticing this, he turned around and asked, "Did you just finish?"
"Huh? Yeah. Just five minutes ago. I-I was about to go and call you." She responded, almost too quickly.
Seeing how nervous she was, he sighed, walked in front of her, gently placed his hands on her soft cheeks and said, "You don't have to be so nervous. If you are uncomfortable, I will stop touching you until you are comfortable enough with me."
A tremor ran through her heart when she heard this. 'H-He really likes me as a woman and is even willing to wait for me…'
Despite her body still shaking due to her being overwhelmed with her nervousness and shyness, she gritted her teeth and shook her head, "N-No… you don't have to do that. I don't feel uncomfortable with you around. I feel w-warm, comfortable and safe instead."
She said, causing Siddharth's heart rate to speed up and continued, "I just… am a little nervous since I'm not used to someone treating me so…intimately and nicely."
Even as she said all this, her enchanting blush continue to grow deeper until her face, neck and even her ear were crimson and her eyes looked down, not daring to meet his gaze.
[Affinity: 100/100]
[Intimacy: 75/100]
"Look at me," Siddharth said, his voice a little stern once she finished speaking.
Shweta slowly raised her head and looked at him to see him smiling affectionately. He brought her face closer and, looking into her eyes, he said, "It's alright. You'll get used to it. Just try not to be too nervous, okay?"
"Ok — Mmpf." Before she could even say 'okay' properly, Siddharth pressed his lips on her velvety ones.
Shweta's eyes widened, clearly not ready for his assault on her lips.
This time, he didn't move away as soon as their lips touched like before because, unlike before, he was more confident and wasn't nervous as much.
Slowly and gently, he continued to kiss and savour her oh so sweet lips one by one.
As Shweta felt her lips engulfed in his, her breathing became hotter and rougher while her heart beat fiercely.
Because of the suddenness of things, she wanted to push him away, but before she could; she felt his hands wrap around her waist, pushing her against him. Since she couldn't move away and was also feeling… good, she stopped resisting and closed her eyes, letting him do whatever he wanted.
Noticing this, Siddharth's confidence grew. He increased the intensity of his kisses and his hand slowly went down from her waist to her perfectly round and perky hips.
Not wanting to rush things too much, he gently caressed them before squeezing them. They were so soft that just the light squeeze caused his fingers to dig into her bouncy softness.
'No wonder people like a woman's ass so such. It's just too soft and bouncy to not do that. I wonder to good it would feel to pump her from behind.' He thought, blood rushing to his crotch. His half erect shaft went full mast under a second, pushing against his joggers' fabric.
Not able to control himself, he squeezed them roughly, his fingers digging deeper into her juicy softness. He then pulled her lower body toward his, causing his veiled shaft to rub against her lower stomach.
The moment he had started to play with her ass cheeks, Shweta had felt a rush of excitement, which she hadn't felt in years, rush throughout her body, causing her breathing to hitch and nipples to turn stiff and her sacred place, untouched in years, felt tingles which became increasingly intense as he continued to kneed her cheeks.
However, when she felt his hard shaft poke her lower belly, her eyes snapped opened and with all her strength, she pushed back, which made Siddharth let out a dissatisfied growl.
'Did I still rush things too much?' He thought, feeling worried. He didn't want his efforts until now to be wasted, especially now when he was infinitely nearer to achieve his target.
But her next words dispelled his worries, letting him take a breath of relief while excitement bubbled in his heart.
"I-I'm sorry, Mr. Siddharth. C-Can we eat first…" she said, her legs shaking, and it seemed as if she would fall down any moment now.
Noticing this, he hurriedly went to her side and her by her waist, "Okay. We'll eat first. No rush." He said, almost unable to contain his excitement.
Was his 35 year-long celibacy finally going to end today?