She had written so quickly, and in messy cursive at that, that even she wasn't sure she could recognize what she'd scribbled. But this dashingly handsome young man had effortlessly read it aloud. How could she not be astonished? If she didn't know for certain that they'd never met, she might have thought he already knew her number and name. But even if he had known, how on earth did he figure out what she wrote?
"Heh heh, Sister Aurora, does that mean I can finally get a feel now?" Anirudh grinned with a mix of pride and mischief. His photographic memory, sharp recall, and acute perception—just a few of his many talents—had proven useful once again.
"There are so many people here… How could I let you do that in public? Maybe when we reach Chicago, we can find a more private spot? Besides, you already have my number…" Aurora suggested with a wink. She had only intended to tease him because she was bored and found him good-looking, but she hadn't counted on him having such a ridiculously sharp memory.
"That won't work. What if you don't answer when I call you in Chicago? We should do it now..." Anirudh wasn't about to take the risk. Chicago was a huge city, and if she slipped away, where would he ever find her again?
"But there are too many people around..." Aurora tried to stall, searching for another excuse.
"We could always go to the restroom," Anirudh suggested with a wicked grin, his earlier innocence nowhere to be found.
"Ah..." This time, it was Aurora who was left momentarily speechless.
"Sister Aurora, you're not thinking of backing out, are you?" Anirudh pouted, his expression full of mock disappointment.
"What? Do you think I'm the kind of woman who breaks her word? Fine, let's go..." Aurora gritted her teeth. It's just a touch, after all. And it's been far too long since she's had any sort of intimate attention from a man. This kid was good-looking, fun, and charming. If things went further, would it really be so bad? After all, her trip to Iowa was meant to be a little adventure. It's a shame though, she thought—the scenery might be beautiful, but the men...
"Heh heh, then let's go..." Anirudh's grin widened as he realized she was serious. Without wasting a second, he got up and headed toward the restroom, Aurora following close behind, adjusting her outfit as they went.
As Anirudh smoothly won over the elegant and captivating woman, the entire train car fell into stunned silence. Many had been watching Aurora since she boarded, mesmerized by her beauty, but her commanding presence had kept everyone at a distance. Especially one young man, about Anirudh's age and dressed in designer clothes, who now sat there, his stomach in knots, cursing himself for not being bolder.
Anirudh ignored the jealous, envious stares from the other passengers as he slipped into the restroom. Aurora, unconcerned with the eyes on her, followed him in and, without hesitation, locked the door behind her. She was the kind of woman who lived by her own rules, never worrying about what others thought.
The restroom was small to begin with, but with the two of them inside, it felt even more cramped. Their bodies were pressed so closely together that Anirudh could feel the suffocating pressure of her ample chest against him. His heart raced, hammering in his chest as though it might burst.
"Sis..." His voice wavered, trembling with excitement. The whole situation seemed too surreal to be true. Was this a dream?
"What is it?" Aurora asked softly, her voice carrying a hint of amusement. In the confined space, with their bodies so close, she could feel his warm breath against her skin. Despite her usual composed and confident demeanor, even she felt her heart quicken, her body temperature rising.
It had been five long years since her husband had left for Canada, leaving her to an empty bed and a life devoid of intimacy. Every now and then, she had toyed with the idea of seeking excitement, but as a lifelong resident of Chicago, she could never quite bring herself to take the plunge. She had gone to Iowa with the intention of finally letting loose, but no man had captured her interest—until now. Now, on this return trip, a charming young man had awakened a desire she hadn't felt in years. All the pent-up longing, the years of restraint, threatened to spill over in this tiny, intimate space…
"I... I... I'm so nervous..." Despite Anirudh's earlier mischievous grin, when the moment arrived, he found himself feeling awkward and unsure. Though he often sneaked peeks at women bathing, he was still a virgin. In all these years, he hadn't even held a woman's hand, let alone touched her chest.
"Pfft..." Aurora, who had also been a little nervous, couldn't help but laugh when she saw Anirudh's tense expression. Her nerves relaxed, and she shot him a teasing glance. "Don't tell me… you're still a virgin?"
"Huh? How did you know?" Anirudh was genuinely surprised.
"You really are?" Aurora's eyes widened, astonished for the second time that day.
"Of course! Genuine, original edition!" Anirudh said, puffing out his chest proudly.
"Then let me feel… oh..." Aurora smirked as she reached out to touch him, but the moment her hand made contact, she froze—her third shock of the day. Glancing down at the impressive tent in Anirudh's pants, Aurora's mouth fell open wide enough to fit two eggs.
It was too big… far too big...
Just thinking about it, Aurora felt a surge of uncontrollable desire...
"Sis, since you've touched me, can I touch you now?" The sensation of a woman's hand on him for the first time made Anirudh tremble from head to toe. The electric shock of it nearly sent his soul soaring out of his body.
Aurora didn't respond. Instead, she suddenly pressed Anirudh against the car door and kissed him passionately.
In that instant, the fiery passion she had repressed for so many years erupted, throwing her into a wild frenzy. Her soft, rosy lips seized Anirudh's as her eager tongue slipped inside. Her ample, soft breasts pressed tightly against his chest, while her hands swiftly undid his belt, one hand diving into his underwear...
As Aurora's lips claimed his, Anirudh felt her soft, fragrant tongue slip past his, igniting a fire inside him. In that instant, the world faded away—he forgot where he was, who he was. All that remained was the sweetness of her kiss, the intoxicating warmth of her breath. Never having kissed anyone before, Anirudh's movements were clumsy, but he instinctively followed Aurora's lead, surrendering completely to the overwhelming pleasure of her touch.
"Touch me... I need you to touch me," Aurora murmured breathlessly between kisses. Her voice was heavy with desire, and she took Anirudh's hand, guiding it to the swell of her chest.
Even through her clothes, the softness of her body beneath his fingers sent a jolt of electricity through him. The warmth, the supple curve—it was almost too much to bear. Without hesitation, he squeezed gently, his hand then slipping beneath her collar to feel the smooth, bare skin of her breast. His mind was spinning, lost in the intensity of the moment.
Aurora's pulse quickened at his touch, her skin growing hotter as her own hands explored him with growing urgency. Her breath came faster, and her kisses became deeper, more demanding, as if the fire within her threatened to consume them both.
Following her lead, Anirudh's other hand drifted down her waist, tracing the curve of her hip and gliding lower still. She wore a short denim skirt, and his fingers brushed against her impossibly smooth legs, like the finest marble, cool yet inviting. Aurora's body trembled at his touch, her legs tightening instinctively as the tension inside her built to a fever pitch.
"Anirudh..." she gasped his name, her breath ragged and uneven.
"Mm?" he murmured, already too far gone to think clearly.
"Does it feel good?" she asked, her voice low, laced with sultry urgency.
"Yeah... it feels incredible..." he managed, barely able to speak through the haze of desire.
"Do you want it to feel even better?"
"I do..." His answer came without hesitation, every nerve in his body straining for more.
Aurora smiled wickedly, her lips pulling away from his. Her eyes sparkled with mischief and raw hunger. "Then let me take care of you."
Without breaking her gaze, she slowly sank to her knees, her hands trailing down his body, teasing him as they went...
She glanced up at him, catching his wide-eyed look of anticipation, and with a seductive smile, she lowered her head...