Monsoon Romance

Buzzkill

She stared into his distinctly colored eyes and wondered what he would do next since she was in such a vulnerable position. She wanted to push him away but was too scared to let go of the dress and expose her body to him. There was something in his eyes though that made her recall a faint memory. As she stared into his eyes, she noticed how his gaze caressed her down her body.

“Armande! Where are you, I want to show you something dear!” Mrs. Walker’s voice echoed and grabbed their attention.

“Damn this chatty woman is driving me nuts!” He rolled his eyes and cussed before moving away from her. Feeling irritated, he turned and walked out of the room before Ibha rushed and locked the door from within.

Running her fingers through her hair, she heaved a sigh of relief and held the hurriedly changed into the maxi dress.

The latter half of the day went smooth since Armande wasn’t at home and was going to have dinner in a restaurant in town. Ibha as usual, cooked dinner for herself and the couple and finished all her duties as a caretaker for the day.

After massaging the old ladies limp legs with warm oil, she took her shawl and carried an oil lantern on her way out of the villa.

Since there was no telephone in the house, she had to walk all the way down to a lone telephone booth to communicate with her family and friends. The rocky path was dark and isolated with no street lights to guide her. Having only the faint light that flickered from the lantern, she finally made it to the telephone booth and called her best friend.

She called up Gina and narrated all the events of the day to her. She told her how the tourist was none other than Walker's grandson.  “That’s ridiculous! You should have slapped him across the face for walking in while you were changing!” Gina yelled in anger.

“I know, I warned him but he thinks he owns everything here,” Ibha frowned.

“Take care, I hope he leaves soon. Cause I feel like punching him right now,” Gina said and balled her fist.

“Hmm I hope so too..but you know he has these different colored eyes. I mean they look so familiar,” Ibha said and paused.

“Familiar, oh no don’t start with those eyes obsession that you have. I’m sure he’s not remotely the person you treasure in your memories,” Gina remarked.

“I agree, he can’t be him…sigh but you know how it goes, right? Every time I see a guy with those distinct eyes, it reminds me of him,” Ibha pursed her lips and sighed as she felt nostalgic.

“Yup I know that it’s been like what? Thirteen or fifteen years and you still haven’t forgotten him. Do you even remember his face? You guys were like ten or twelve back then, “ Gina explained.

“No, all I remember is his white cap and those gorgeous eyes. I wonder where he is though, does he even think of me as I do?” Ibha got lost in her childhood memories and bored her friend again.

“And what if he’s dead? Ibha when will you get over him? You have no clue what happened to him that day and yet you keep waiting as if he will magically appear at your doorstep,” Gina shouted and requested her to forget her childhood friend who had left without any prior intimation fifteen years back.

Ibha got angry and banged the phone before leaving the telephone booth. The memories of her childhood friend were something very dear to her, she couldn’t tolerate anyone saying that he could have died that very day he stopped attending the local school. His sudden disappearance had left Ibha wondering what had happened to him, she waited for him to return and so she did till date, hoping that someday she would meet her lost childhood friend.

Ibha silently walked along the lonely path with just the faint light of the lantern to guide her. No other lady in her right frame of mind would dare to walk alone on such a lonely path after dusk, but Ibha was different. She knew every trail and tree on the mountain, besides she believed the mountain God was protecting her. Ibha was just a mile away from reaching the villa when she heard something rustle in the bushes. 

Ibha paused and looked to her right, “Must be a fox.”

Ibha continued walking but shivered when she heard the bushes rustling again. “Who’s there?” She raised her lantern.

Ibha clenched her fist when nobody responded, “This isn’t funny you know!” She crossed her brows when the bushes rustled again.

“Okay, whatever it is I better get home quick…” She assured herself and hastened her steps.

Pretty soon she heard footsteps following her, now Ibha was too frightened to turn around. She began running in hopes of losing the stalker but in vain.

“Just a few more steps and i’ll be home” She kept telling herself when something grabbed her by the arm and pulled her to the side.

“Aaaaaa!” Ibha screamed before getting pinned against a tree.

“Sssh! It’s me...Sam…” Ibha’s attacker covered her mouth with his hand and stifled her scream.

It took a brief second for Ibha to recognize Samuel. Breathing heavily, she looked straight into his eyes and heaved a sigh of relief. Samuel withdrew his hand and apologised for scaring her. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to scare you like that.”

“Not cool, Sam! You freaked me out!” Ibha frowned and angrily pushed him away.

“Im sorry, but i had to make sure no one sees me!” Samuel explained

“Wait, Oh my God! Are you on the run??” Ibha gasped.

“” Ssh! Quiet!” Samuel hushed her and looked around nervously.

“Sam, what’s going on? I want answers!” Ibha protested and looked concerned.

“Do you know how worried I was when I heard the news this morning?”  She continued while Samuel stared at the ground. “How could- How did you let this happen?” she choked as tears began to form in her eyes.

“I’m innocent Ibha, It wasn’t MY FAULT!” Sam broke down and pulled his hair in frustration. 

Ibha immediately flung her arms over him and kissed his cheek. “Sshh...I know you wouldn’t hurt a fly.” 

“I’m not a murderer…” Samuel shed a tear.

“No, you aren’t….” Ibha cupped his face in her hands and planted a deep and passionate kiss. “I’m so glad you’re okay,” She pulled back and caressed his hair.

“I knew you’d believe me, you do right?” Sam held her tightly. 

“Yes I do, but you need to tell me what happened that night, Sam…” Ibha brushed her thumb over his moist cheek and fixed her gaze on him. Samuel nodded his head and promised to tell her everything.

“It’s freezing out here, come with me!” Ibha invited him to the villa.

“What about the Walkers?” Samuel hesitated.

“It’s past their bedtime, they won’t know,” Ibha assured him.

It wasn’t long before they both reached the villa and quietly sneaked into her bedroom.

Ibha shut the door and noticed Samuel’s clothes. “You’re in the same clothes? Did you even eat anything?” Ibha enquired worriedly.

“No, I haven’t gone home since the fire broke out,” He slumped on the floor.

“Well then I’ll prepare some hot onion soup while you go take a nice shower,” Ibha advised and stepped out of her room.

She returned with a bowl of onion soup and noticed the door to the bathroom open. “Sam, are you done?” She asked and peeped inside.

Samuel hadn’t taken off his clothes, he merely stood there staring at his reflection in the mirror. “Poor Sam…” Ibha felt pity and embraced him from behind.

“Come, let’s get you washed,” She smiled and pulled down his jacket. 

“I can do it myself,” He sighed and stopped her.

“Not with those hands,” She raised his bruised palms. “You just relax and enjoy the bath,” She unbuttoned his shirt and noticed one button missing.

“Dammit! Did it fall off in the barn?” Ibha suddenly turned tense and paused.

“Love...Where did you go?” Samuel snapped her out of her thoughts.

“Umm...nothing,” Ibha pretended everything was fine. “I need to get that button before the cops get to it first,” She thought and reached for his trouser.

“Woah! Ibha....You sure?” Samuel looked in astonishment as Ibha toyed with the button.

“Don’t flatter yourself, I’m just helping,” Ibha smirked and unbuttoned his trousers. She unzipped it and gently pulled his trousers down. Ibha couldn’t help but notice the huge bulge in Samuels underwear.

“It gets bigger than this if treated right…” Samuel smirked after catching Ibha staring at his bulge.

“Nice try Mister!” Ibha stuck out her tongue and hurled a towel at his face. “Cover-up so we can get done with this,” She commented.

Samuel sighed in disappointment and wrapped the towel around his waist before slipping out of his underwear. Ibha turned on the shower and began lathering up his broad back. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” she asked as steaming hot water streamed down his bare body.

“Hmm…” He closed his eyes and enjoyed her touch.

After lathering up his back Ibha turned off the shower and appeared in front of him. She smeared the body wash over his chest and ran her frail fingers up and down his torso.

Samuel got playful and turned on the shower, “Eeks! Sam you’re getting me all wet!” She screamed.

“I knew you’d admit it someday,” He smirked.

“You wish!” Ibha teased and reached to turn off the shower but Samuel pulled her in his arms. Soaking wet, he pressed her delicate body against his and hooked her hair with his fingers. “Sam…” Before Ibha could complete, Samuel kissed her on the lips.

The bathroom was covered in hot steam by now as Ibha and Samuel stood there kissing each other passionately. “I love you Ibha,” He said in a muffled voice as his lips trailed down her neck.

“I love you too Samuel…” Ibha whispered and closed her eyes.

Ibha was being turned on and so was Sam as she felt his bulge grow bigger against her thigh. 

“This was a bad idea…” Ibha opened her eyes as he now reached for her breast. 

“Don’t be such a buzzkill!” Sam remarked and began fondling her breast.

“Aaah...God what have I got myself into,” Ibha whimpered in pleasure and curled her toes. 

“Mess...a really HOT mess…” He sniggered and took off his towel. “Wait till this monster enters you.”

Ibha gulped and stared at his manhood which now stood erect and hard.

“Okay, showtime is over!” Ibha turned off the shower and quickly rushed out of the bathroom.

“IBHAAA!” Samuel followed her out, stark naked and grabbed her arm. 

“Love please, let's do this...Just once okay,” Samuel pleaded. “I need you more than ever...Don’t leave me hanging like this...PLEASE!”

“Sam...please...I-I..Don’t want to do it before marriage,” Ibha explained.

“Love you have no idea what I've been through...You’re my antidote....I NEED you...YOUR LOVE!” Samuel’s eyes softened as tears filled up. “Take away my pain...ease my sorrow…”

Ibha looked at his gentle eyes as he closed the distance between them. 

“Please….” He whispered in her ear.

Ibha sighed and looked down at his bulge, “I guess a little won’t harm anyone,” She said.

“What do you mean?” Samuel asked curiously.

Ibha coyly stretched her trembling hand and touched his manhood.

“I meant THIS…” She blushed and began stroking it with the back of her fingers.

Samuel’s eyes instantly lit up. He looked down and watched as Ibha gently stroked him. “Not angering your MOuntain Gods, are we?” He grinned and stood proudly with his hands on his waist.

“As long as i don’t let you IN, we’re safe…” She smirked.

“Sigh! Well then let me show you how it’s done…” He took her other hand in his and instructed her to grab his manhood with both hands. “Yea...That’s right...keep stroking and DON”T stop!” He smiled in glee and watched as Ibha’s tender hands stroked him.

Ibha was new at this, this was the first time she was seeing it leave alone giving a handjob. “Woah! You learn faaaast…” Samuel held her waist and closed his eyes in ecstasy as Ibha continued stroking him.

“Wow, he wasn’t joking when he said it gets BIGGER!” Ibha widened her eyes in amazement as his manhood swelled in her tiny hands. 

“Mmm….faster honey!” Samuel moaned

Ibha stroked him more vigorously until he peaked and let out a loud moan. Ibha looked at her messy hands and shifted her gaze back on him. Samuel opened his eyes and kissed her. Relieved that Samuel was done, she took him to bed and lay her head over his arms. Samuel wasted no time in falling asleep, after all he had got a good handjob from Ibha. Ibha however was finding it hard to sleep, she recalled her conversation with Gina and thought about her childhood friend.

It was during the rains of 1997….