Hi, My name is Bhagya and I am from Bangalore. I am 34yrs old, married with two lovely children and a loving husband who has his own business. We are an average middle class family from Bangalore.
I really enjoy reading the various encounters posted by women on this site and that encouraged me to share mine too. My sex life with my husband ceased to exist so long back that I can’t even remember.
Not that I crave or go mad for sex but a little fun once in a while feels good. When we used to indulge in sex, those 5 minutes were pure bliss for me… At that time my knowledge of sex was limited to only what my husband did…
Which was some boob press, a few seconds of nipple sucking followed by missionary style sex… I was very happy and content with this even though I never experienced an orgasm. In fact, I did not even know what an orgasm means…
Anyways back to the present now. I am 5-9” in height with a slightly heavy chubby figure of 38C-34-36. What I am about to tell you started one night while I was returning from work to home by local BTS bus.
You guessed it right this was long before it was renamed to BMTC. The two main people in my story are Praveen the bus conductor and Somanna the driver.
I have been travelling by this bus for many years so both of them are very familiar faces and overtime we became good friends. Every time I got in the bus I was greeted nicely and Praveen would block the seat next to him for me.
If the bus was too crowded, then Praveen would simply give up his seat for me. Praveen is also the one who was more close to me. Since I work till late, I often take the last bus home and it is mostly less crowded.
I began to like Praveen because of the kindness and respect he used to give me. Normally we got off at the last stop and Somanna usually parked the bus near his house after dropping us.
Me and Praveen used to continue our chatting for another 45mins and then go to our respective homes. So coming home between 10.30pm-11pm was normal.
On rare occasions the bus would be fully empty and we both used to sit together in the last seat which had lots of legroom chatting about our daily lives.
Praveen was 21 and single and when he got in the mood he became very flirty followed by all the double meaning lines you can think off. I really enjoyed his company and especially his double meaning lines.
Maybe I was feeling attracted to him because I was lacking the male attention in my life. I also started talking to him in the same double meaning language soon because it gave me an erotic thrill.
For some reason it made me feel good and a little aroused too… I am very good at cooking so whenever I made anything special, I always packed some for Praveen.
He was staying alone here and his parents were in his hometown so I wanted to do my bit taking care of him. This gesture of mine went a long way and we got even more closer over time.
Now we were chatting like we could not live a single day without each other. We didn’t have cellphones in those days and landlines were a luxury.
