Rendezvous2

Rendezvous 2

I would request the reader to please go through the 1st chapter of this series "Rendezvous" to better comprehend the progress of the story so far….

I'm just copying the last part of the 1st chapter for continuity:-

She went and sat on the side of the bed, with me on her lap. I was sitting facing her with my legs still wrapped around her waist, but now lying on the bed. My arms were around her neck. Her arms were behind me supporting my back. She bent forward. I was hanging by her neck, now lying on her lap. Her two hands were behind my back holding up my body. I panicked. I thought she would drop me. 

I said anxiously, "What are you doing Madhu, I'll fall."

She laughed, "Merey haath sey mey tumko kabhi girney nahi dungi. I'll never let you fall from my hands."

She pulled me up. On an impulse I hugged her tight. Her hands were still on my back, holding me firmly on her lap. Even sitting on her lap, my face was below hers, she was so much taller than me. We were both smiling at each other. 

I knew then…my dream had just begun…

Now read on….

It was a Sunday. So I didn't have any hurry to go out for work. When Madhumita insisted that she would be coming on this tour with me, I had tweaked my plan a little and booked our train tickets for Saturday night, so as to reach here on Sunday morning. This would give me one full day to spend with her.

Sitting on her lap with my arms around her neck, I told her, "Ok Madhu, we have the full day to ourselves today. No work for me today. So let's freshen up first and have our breakfast. Then we'll enjoy our day."

I disentangled myself from Madhumita's loving embrace and got down from her lap. We ordered breakfast through room service. We freshened up and changed into casuals. I wore a light tee shirt and a pair of shorts. She wore a simple cotton salwar kameez.

After breakfast I told her, "Madhu, let me see how much taller you are than me. I called her in front of the full-length mirror. The top of my head reached upto her lips only. 

She put one arm around my shoulder and pulled my body towards her. She bent that arm and squeezed my cheeks between her fingers. My face was now in front of her neck. She was laughing, "My little boyfriend !" She took me in front of her, with me facing the mirror and hugged me from behind. She was literally towering over me. She put her face beside mine over my shoulder from behind. I was looking at myself in the mirror. I looked so small standing in front of Madhu who had her arms wrapped around my body standing behind me, head and shoulders above me. I looked more like her little brother than a boyfriend standing in front of her in her embrace. I knew that she was 5'9" and I was just 5'3". She was half a foot taller than me. But I just wanted to see how people see us when we walk side by side on the streets.

I said, "Wait, let me stand behind you. Let's see how I look." 

Madhu laughed and released me from her hug. I stood behind her. I was looking at her hair from the back. I couldn't see anything else in front. I held her arms and tried to peep from over her shoulder. I was not able to see myself in the mirror. I was fully hidden behind her. I bent my body further to the side. And then I saw my head as if popping out from behind her body beside her arm. Madhumita burst out laughing. 

Then, while I was still standing behind her back, she bent down a little, looked back at me and said, "Hop on dear…jump …on my back.."

I put my hands on her shoulder and gave a little leap. She stretched her hands behind her back and caught my thighs as I jumped on her back. I scrambled and hugged her from behind her back and wrapped my arms around her neck. With a jerk she lifted my body up her back; and at the same time straightened up standing erect. And there I was perched on her back in a piggyback ride. Since we were standing in front of the mirror when she took me on her back, I could see the whole process in the reflection of the mirror. It looked so odd, a young woman of 28 years picking up a fully grown young adult man of her same age, on her back, as if she was lifting a school boy on her piggyback. She started laughing and bounced me on her back to get a proper hold on my legs. Her arms passed under my knees and thighs and locked them in front of her stomach. 

"Now my little fellow, come let me take you for a walk in the town and show you around. You feel so light on my back. I can carry you like this all day long." She walked with me towards the door. 

I shrieked, "Hey Madhu !! No no !! What are you doing? Don't take me out of the room." I was clutching onto her shoulders as if to stop her from walking out with me on her back. 

She reached the door and turned back. She was laughing all through as she walked with me on her back to the mirror. "Don't worry dear! I will never let you down in front of others. I was just teasing you. Inside the room, I will carry you in my arms. But outside the room, you are my master."

"Master ?" I asked, still looking into the eyes of Madhumita through the mirror, with me literally captured by Madhu on her back.

She turned her face to look at me directly. "Why? You told me you wanted a tall big wife who can carry you around. In that case you would be my master, my husband. Won't you ?"

She was smiling. I looked puzzled. Yes, I know I was loving this experience. This is what I had always dreamt of. A tall big girlfriend or wife, who would just physically overpower me and capture me and hold me helpless in her arms. But I was confused.

Yes, I was confused. Since I met her about a month ago, I was enjoying my walks with Madhumita in the streets feeling small beside her, enjoying her height. I was also enjoying my chats with her, all the more so because she did not ridicule my height. Nor did she feel awkward to roam the streets with a guy who was a head shorter than her. People sometimes gave an odd stare; young school girls giggled looking at us. But she didn't even care. Even after I told her the reason why I liked taller, bigger, stronger women. Also that my fantasy was being carried in the arms of my tall girlfriend or wife, she didn't seem to find it weird. Her behaviour towards me did not change. In fact it seemed that she got closer to me after my submission to her why I liked her being taller and bigger than me. 

But what confused me was her wanting to come with me on this official tour of mine. Not only that, she agreed to stay in a hotel room with me posing as my wife. What girl from a good family would do that with a boy whom she just met a month back ? Also the fact that till now she had not shared with me anything concrete about her family or about the job she does. And now she indirectly suggested that she wanted to be my wife. I just wasn't getting it.

Madhumita carried me to the side of the bed and bending her back sideways she threw me down on the bed. As I lay sprawling on the bed, she quickly sat beside me and pinned me by my shoulders on the bed. She was smiling mischievously. "You wanted na that your wife is stronger than you physically and can overpower you? See, I have you pinned to the bed and you can't even get up !"

With the sudden throw on the bed, I was shaken up from my thoughts about her. Now when she pinned me down and challenged me, I found that I really couldn't get up. She was heavier than me in weight. We had measured our weights at the station today on the weighing machine, where you insert a coin and your weight comes out in a small card. My weight was 62 kgs at 5'3" and her weight was 75 kgs with her impressive height of 5'9".

She was pinning me down on the bed with both her hands pressing down on my shoulders, smiling down at me. In a way I was enjoying it. But I said, "This is not fair Madhu. You were carrying me on your back. Without any warning you have thrown me on the bed and have now pinned me down. You have caught me unawares. This is cheating. If you want to show your strength, let's have a fair wrestling match and then let's see who wins."

Madhu released me and I sat up on the bed facing her. She looked at me smiling, "Seriously Sumit ? You really think that you can beat me in wrestling ?"

This time I squeezed her cheeks between my fingers. "See Madhu, I know you are 6 inches taller and 13 kgs heavier than me. That is why you are able to lift me up so easily. Possibly I'll not be able to lift you up because you are so much heavier than me. But wrestling is not only about weight, it requires skill. And I, being a man, have that skill better than a woman. So you just wait and see."

Madhu smiled mockingly, "Ok, it's fine with me, if you think you have got the skill. I just thought that you might get hurt. So, where do you want to wrestle? On the floor ?"

I said, "See Madhu, I also don't want you to get hurt. So we'll wrestle on the bed. Not standing, we'll start on our knees. Whoever pins the other down or one surrenders, he or she will win. Ok ?"

Madhu sat on her knees in the middle of the bed and said, "Ok, but if you feel that you can't take my weight on you, or getting hurt, tell me immediately. I'll release you."

I smiled, "Ok ok, don't be so over confident."

We faced each other kneeling down at the centre of the bed. Even kneeling down, she looked so much taller than me. We locked our arms. I tried to rush her and pulled her hands suddenly to take her off balance. She did lose her balance. But in the process, she fell on me and I went down on the bed. She lay on me and wrapped her arms around my chest. I could feel her body weight over me. I rolled over, so that her body also rolled over and now I was on top of her. I tried to sit up on her stomach. But she pulled hard at my arms so that I fell on her body, face down. She wrapped her arms around my chest and rolled over. Now, I was under her. She did not try to sit up. Instead she put her full body weight on me and pressed down on my shoulders with her hands. I tried to roll once again, but she had preempted it. So she pressed down harder with her hands on my shoulders and slowly started to sit up on my stomach. She brought her knees forward so that she was sitting on my stomach, but her weight was on her knees. I could understand that even while fighting me she was trying to be careful not to put her full weight on me so that I would get hurt. Once she was sitting up on my stomach, she caught both my wrists in her big hands, as I was trying to push her off my body. She joined both my wrists together and held them folded in front of me.

She smiled down at me and said, "Now Baby, surrender."

I was in fact trying another trick. Since she was no longer lying full stretch on my body but sitting on my stomach with her weight on her knees, both my legs were free. I brought both my legs up and tried to hook them around her breasts to force her back. When she saw my legs coming, she just bent forward on my body, her face coming right over mine. I couldn't bring my legs so far back. She shifted up a little on my body, so as to sit on my chest now. Since she was tall, it was easier for her to space her legs over my body and she was practically having most of her weight on her knees, although she was sitting on my chest. She took my wrists in each of her hands and tucked them behind each of her knees, so that both my hands were now locked inside the bend of her knees under her thighs. And she was sitting so high up on my body, that my legs couldn't be bent that far to get any leverage on her upper body. She now sat up straight on my chest, with her main weight on her knees, my hands trapped inside her legs. My legs, although free, were now incapable of throwing her weight off my body. She had me trapped in what is called a schoolgirl pin. Both her hands were free. She sat on my chest and casually was tying her hair in a bun. She smiled down at me sweetly, bent down and kissed me smack on my lips and got off my body and lay down beside me. I was free.

I whined in a complaining tone, "Why did you get off? I could have thrown you off my body."

She turned towards me, facing me on the bed. She put one arm over my chest, gave a small kiss on my cheek and said, "Enough Sumit, you know that you have been beaten, fair and square. You had no chance to get out from under me. The longer I sat on you, the more there was a chance of your back getting hurt. Don't forget you are on an official tour and your work will start from tomorrow only. Do you want to lie in the hotel room with back pain? Besides, I also want you to be fit and fresh for me for the next couple of days I am spending with you. I don't want to break your back on the first day itself."

I said, "Ok then, let's do it again. I'll beat you this time."

Madhu smiled sweetly. She caressed my hair and my face with her long fingers, lying beside me. "Don't bother honey. It doesn't matter whether you beat me in wrestling. You don't have to prove anything to me. I like you the way you are, small and cute and cuddly. If you want it for your fantasy, then I'll carry you around this room in my arms all day, whichever way you want. But I'll not wrestle you. I might accidentally break your bones. Look at your wrists and my wrists. My wrists are double of yours. Just try and hold my wrist in your palm, you can't. Look at the volume of my thighs and your thighs, they are half of mine. No dear, you are too weak for me. I cannot cause any physical pain to you my dear."

She got up from the bed. Then she held both my hands and pulled me up to a sitting position. She bent down, put her hands under my armpits and lifted me bodily up and out of the bed. She put one hand behind my bottom and pulled my thighs around her waist. She was now holding me up in a front straddle carry, with me sitting on her stomach. My hands instinctively went around her neck. My legs went around her waist. My face was right in front of hers. She gave me a small peck on my cheek and said, "Now no more competitions. Only love. Come let me fulfil your fantasy. Tell me what do you want me to do ?"

I was actually dazed from what all was happening. I was thoroughly enjoying everything she was doing to me. I was literally feeling so helpless against her strength. Especially the way she was treating me like I was so weak that she might accidentally break my bones and hurt me badly. It was as if I was living my daydreams in real life. 

She held me on her breasts and went and stood in front of the mirror. It looked like a big tall girl was carrying an overgrown baby in her arms. She stood there rocking me from side to side, smiling sweetly down at me. 

"You didn't tell me what you wanted me to do?" Madhumita asked looking straight in my eyes, which were now on the same level of hers, with me riding on her arms. 

I looked back straight into her eyes and said, "Madhu I'm confused. I am not getting you. The way you are handling me and the things which you are saying to me seems that you would like me to be your husband. But although I've told you everything about myself and my family and my job, you haven't told me any of these. And here you are holding me on your breasts and carrying me so delicately like I'm your loving boyfriend."

I could see Madhu's face slowly grow serious. She walked with me still hugging me on her breasts and went towards the bed. She put me down on the bed very carefully as if putting a baby down. She then took two pillows and set them up on the bed head side. She got on the bed and sat with her back resting on the pillows. She stretched out her legs forward. All this time she didn't say a word. She looked at me and beckoned me to come to her. She patted her lap asking me to sit on her lap. She made me sit on her lap facing her, my legs going behind her back on the bed. In fact she was holding me in the same front straddle position but sitting on her lap on the bed. I was sitting on her two fat thighs. She had her arms around my back holding me close to her. I didn't have any other place to keep my hands. I had to place them on her shoulders. 

Although I was sitting on her big thighs, my face was still a little below her face level, because of her tall upper body. She looked at me and smiled. But this was not the sweet smile which I generally see on her face. There was a sadness in her smile. She said, "You have asked this question earlier also a few times, but I've purposely avoided answering you. I was afraid that you would stop being friends with me if you knew that my family is not upto your standards. You have told me about your family's social standing, your own education in missionary school and college. You have a good job in a renowned company. You came to me yourself saying that you like my height and figure and wanted to be my friend. I know that I'm not good looking and not fair. On top of that, since I'm so tall, boys try to avoid me. My father hasn't left enough money to pay dowry for us three sisters. So, when you came to me as a friend, I started to have hopes that I could convert our friendship into a relationship. But when I learnt about your background and your upbringing, I was apprehensive that if you knew my background, you would definitely break our friendship. I didn't want to risk that." She stopped.

I smiled, "Listen Madhu, you still haven't told me anything about yourself. Why are you worrying about what I will think? Let me hear you out and then let me decide. If you want to be in a relationship with me, I need to know everything about you."

Madhumita gave a little sigh and hugged me tightly to her body. I was pressed on her breasts sitting on her soft lap. My face went over her shoulders. My cheek was touching her cheek. She sat there hugging me for some time and then eased the pressure. I sat back on her lap again. Her hands were supporting my back with me sitting on her thighs. She looked at me and said :-

"My father died three years back. He was a worker in a jute mill in our locality. I now live with my widowed mother and sisters. We are four sisters. My eldest sister is already married. She lives with her husband one station away from our house. Her husband is a school teacher in a private school in their village. 

My father had spent his entire savings in the dowry for my eldest sister. I am the second sister. There is one more sister of marriageable age younger to me. We have our youngest sister who is just 15 years old studying in class 10 of a government school. We live in a small house of two rooms in our town. Luckily this house belongs to us which my grandfather had made. I am now the only earning member in our family. One year back I bought a sewing machine for my mother. Now my mother and my next sister try to run a tailoring shop from our house. Nothing much, but they are getting some customers off late.

 As far as I am concerned, I studied till class 12. I wasn't good at studies. But I played volleyball and kabaddi in our school team and later in our district team also. I thought that I could get a job in the sports quota. But I could not progress further because of local politics. Our panchayat leader's daughter got a job through the sports quota. I didn't have any backing, so I wasn't selected. I needed a job very badly. I am not even a graduate, so I wasn't getting any proper job. So I took up an opportunity which came to me. This job requires me to travel to our state's capital city and other district towns. So I could not give time for playing for my district team. That is the work which I'm doing till now. I earn just hardly enough to sustain my family with food, my mother's medicines, and my youngest sister's education. That is my story in brief. 

You wanted to know, so I told you. I know I'm not worthy of being your girlfriend. If you now want to leave me, let me know. I'll go away."

I was stunned listening to her story. I was looking at her face. Her face was serious, not smiling now. This time I hugged her sitting on her lap. I wrapped my arms tightly around her neck. On an impulse she tightened her embrace on my back pulling me on to her breasts. Our faces were so close, our cheeks touched. I stayed like that for about half a minute. It seemed like a long time. Then I slowly sat back on her lap, looking straight into her eyes. Her eyes were shiny, watery, as if trying to hold back the tears. I smiled at her. She smiled back too. I took her face in the cup of my two palms and said, "Madhu, I want to tell you that from the first day itself when I met you and also later after talking to you, I knew that there is a wide difference in our social backgrounds. But still I continued to maintain my friendship with you. That is because I liked you. Firstly, as I told you, I liked you because of your magnificent height and beautiful athletic strong figure. Later when I told you about my weird fantasy of wanting a taller and stronger girlfriend who can carry me in her arms. I was worried that you would reject me there and then. But still I risked telling you my fantasy at the very beginning of our friendship. But you did not mind at all. What I liked best was that you did not ridicule me, either for my short height compared to you; nor for my weird fantasy. In fact, walking beside your 5'9" tall figure with me looking up to you from my 5'3" height, it was like I was living my dream. So, although I guessed our social difference, I never thought of distancing myself from you. Now, hearing your story, I am shocked that you have had to go through all these hardships in life. But I'm proud that you are fighting your own battle to provide for your mother and sisters in the absence of your father. I am not sure where our relationship will go, it's too early for that. But honestly I am in no mood to let go of our friendship at any cost."

There was a sudden burst of emotion from Madhumita. Her eyes filled up and tears rolled down her cheek. At the same time her lips parted for the loveliest, sweetest smile I've ever seen. She pulled me onto her body. Held my head with both her hands. Sitting erect now, with me sitting on her lap, my face was just below hers, my eyes looking up to her weeping eyes. She tilted my face up with her palm under my chin. She lowered her face to meet mine. She held my face in her long big fingers and filled my face with small kisses. Her kisses, short and wet kisses, were landing all over my face. Finally she held my face up tilted towards her face which was looking down on me. She crushed my lips with hers with a long, soft and wet kiss. Then she held the back of my head and buried my face inside her long, broad neck. She lowered her face, so that her hair fell all around my head, hiding my face inside her long and wide neck. She held me tightly with her strong powerful arms and started to climb down from the bed. She kept on holding me in her arms and carried me out of the bed on her breasts. My face was still hidden inside her neck, my nose touching the inside of her soft, cold neck. The feeling was so sensual, so exhilarating I felt a tautness develop in my loins. 

I whispered, my face still inside her neck, "Where are you taking me dear?"

Madhu replied, "I don't know. I'm feeling so happy now. I dreaded this moment, when you'll get to know about my family. I didn't know how you would react. I had thought that that would be the end of our relationship. I'm feeling so relieved now, I feel like going to a Mandir and offering my Puja. Can we go, Sumit ?"

(To be continued...)

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