Hi, I am here just to share my experience, which is a bit insane and weird, and which I couldn’t talk about with anyone in real life. That is why I am sharing it here to clear my mind.
I am Kavitha, 27 years old, married, and working woman from Hyderabad. My husband works for a company where he often goes on short trips abroad for projects.
I am 5.3″ tall with fair (Indian) complexion and a 34-28-34 body type.
This happened during the COVID lockdown when my husband went to Germany for a project, just for a one-month trip, but he got stuck there for almost 7 months due to the worldwide lockdown. I stayed back home alone in Hyderabad and was fortunate to have a work-from-home facility, so I didn’t need to go out.
Days went on silently as my home and the outside world were also very quiet, and there was no one to talk to, even from a distance.
One day, I went out early in the morning to find an early spot at the grocery store. On the way, I found a beggar who was staying under a flyover in a bad situation; it looked like he hadn’t had food for a long time. I didn’t bother much as I couldn’t check his situation at that time, so I moved on.
On the same day in the evening, I was looking outside from home and saw him on my street, probably finding food. He was looking over every house gate, but no one was responding. I felt sad and went inside to bring some food to give to him, but I didn’t find him anywhere.
So, I didn’t know what to do and went back inside. But the thought of seeing his bad situation disturbed me a lot. After it got dark outside, I decided to go out and give food to him if he stayed in the same place.
I went and searched and found that he had slept in a corner under the same flyover in a very dark spot where no one could find him, even in daylight, to escape from the police, who didn’t let anyone stay because of COVID.
I thought it was a dog at first, then realized it was him, and made some sounds to call him. He saw me and came near me and asked me to leave as the police would come for patrol, so no one could stay there, which would reveal his hideout.
I smiled and said I would go, but I had brought some food for him. He felt really happy and grabbed the packet I held and immediately opened it, thanked me, and ate it right there.
I said I was going, and he thanked me again, and I left that day.
So, I decided I could give food to him every evening because I saw no one was helping, and he couldn’t find food while everything was shut for COVID.
From that day onwards, I used to cook some extra food for him, and after it got dark, I would go there and give food to him. After some days, he used to ask me to stay for a while because he was feeling very alone and felt better when I was around. I felt the same way because I too didn’t have anyone to talk to at home and was feeling very lonely.
So, I accepted, and after giving food, I used to sit there and talk to him until he finished eating and returned my box.
That turned us into good friends. So, even after he finished eating, I used to sit for a long time and we talked and shared everything.
One day, after a long talk, I said I was leaving as it was almost midnight, and I needed to go. To my surprise, he grabbed my hand and said, “Kavitha, I love you.”
I was shocked because he had never touched me before, and I had never thought of it. I drew my hand back and said, “What are you talking about?”
He said he didn’t have anyone in his life and no one had cared for him like I did. So, he fell for me and was in love with me. And he said he wanted to make me his wife.
He said he had never been with any woman and had been all alone from his childhood. So, he didn’t know whatever happens, but he wanted me to be with him.
I got a little angry and said this was my mistake for caring for him. I didn’t expect this. I said I was sorry, and I would never come back for him.
He said sorry and pleaded with me not to leave him and that he really needed me, and hugged me. I threw him aside and went home immediately, feeling embarrassed about what happened there.
But when I tried to sleep, my womanhood rose, and I couldn’t fall asleep, and that hug kept rotating in my mind. Maybe being away from my husband and being alone made me think this. But later, I felt a little sorry for that poor beggar for shouting at him.
I thought, “What mistake did he make? He doesn’t have anyone, and especially, he has never seen a woman that close who cares for him in his life. So as nature, he was attracted to me, and he conveyed the same. So, I should have reacted a little better with him.”
Meanwhile, thinking about all these things, I didn’t realize my body was reacting differently.
I was wet down there thinking about him, and my nipples were erect, and probably my body was looking for something.
I tried to calm myself and fell asleep, but my mind didn’t allow it, and I thought about it the whole next day. I decided not to visit him and it didn’t do any good for him.
I did the same for the next two days, but couldn’t resist myself from seeing him.
On the second day in the evening, after it got dark and almost 11 pm, I decided to go to him and make things clear.
But things went differently from when I went there. He was sleeping, and I tried to go near him. I heard his voice saying sorry to my name in his dreams and pleading with me to come to him.
After hearing this, I felt I had been wronged by rejecting him because he was pure in love with me. So, I decided myself that I could be his wife. So, I just lay next to him and hug him from behind.
When he felt my touch, he just grabbed my hand so tight and thanked me for coming in his dreams and fell into deep sleep.
I stayed like that for almost an hour, and then he turned around to my side and hugged me and again while he slept.
After some time, I fell asleep in his hug. Even though the place was very dirty and there was a bad smell from him, his hug made me comfortable, and I fell asleep.
After a few minutes, I woke up with a sudden sensation that he had started kissing my neck and upper chest. And his hand was groping my left breast and pressing it hard. I realized he was doing all these things in his sleep. And he was saying, “Dear Kavitha, if you accept me and be my wife, I would like to do all these with you and want to make you mine.”
Then I took a long breath and woke him up, and he was shocked and moved away from me and said he was very sorry for all he did.
I smiled and said I came for him and had been sleeping there in his hug for the last few hours, and that I was accepting him as my boyfriend.
He hugged me very tightly and said thank you and kissed me passionately, to which I didn’t object. So, he got all the courage and proceeded to touch me everywhere while kissing me passionately. He squeezed my both breasts and pressed my navel. And he squeezed my butt and all places he loved to.
Then suddenly, he stopped and looked into my eyes and asked me, “Kavitha, are you sure you are mine now?”
I smiled and said, “Yes, I am yours from now.”
That day, I went there in a nightdress where my night shirt was front open with buttons and a track tied with a knot.
He put his hand on my breast and said, “If you are mine, then this is also mine.”
And he removed a button of my shirt and cleared space on my left breast and gave a hard bite, and then looked at me and said, “Now this is my stamp on you, and from now, I own you forever.”
Then he immediately started removing my dress and made me naked and covered me with a dirty blanket he had and finished his husband-job with his new wife.
This is how it started.
If you guys want to hear what happened that night and the following days and how I managed till today, let me know. I will explain in another post.