I was in the bus headed on the way to work. I had seen her before, atleast 3 to 4 times in the same bus that I was in. She must be in her early to mid 40s and she has aged well. Always dressed the same style of sarees that seem not too formal nor too casual. Somewhere in between. She wore her hair cut short but it seemed to suit her, stylish and cute. She was quite fair and had a poise about her. She was quite attractive, full figure and pouty lips. A teenage or a guy in his early 20s might not pay too much attention to her, unless she was their teacher or colleage dean or boss. But for someone above 28 or 30, she would be a head turner. Matured sexiness, is something that I would use to describe her.
Each time I saw her, I would glance quite a few glances at her and admire her. She had class and grace and she was attractive and appealing. A couple of times I had braved a friendly smile at her and she has replied back. No words spoken between us. Until today.
This time we stood quite near each other while travelling in the same bus. She gave me a familiar glance and smile. Soon she got a seat and sat down and as soon as the lady sitting next to her got up to alight at the next stop, she looked at me and nodded to the seat as an invite. I hesitated (in some parts of India, especially my state, ladies have a few front seats assigned to them & normally sit seperately from the men unless they came together to travel) but then she called out for me to join her. So I sat and we talked. We didn’t introduce ourselves formally, just first names and we just talked in general about this and that. I was feeling quite comfortable with her.
She asked me what I did for a living, was I married/engaged, where I lived…normal stuff that one would ask when you meet someone and try to get to know each other. She put me so much at ease that I hoped there would be a traffic jam that lasted for hours, just so I could continue this conversation with this attractive mature woman. As my stop drew closer I told her that I would be getting down soon. She gave me her number and just as we reached the stop right before mine, she caught me off guard…..
All she said was “I charge Rs.2000 for a couple of hours. Call me when you have time, I’m sure we’ll have a nice time, darling”.
I was so astonished, dumstruck, flabbergasted -insert appropriate word her with the sound of ‘doink’ in the background. All I could do was get up and alight at my stop and it must have taken me atleast 5 minutes to realize that my mouth was gaping open!
WHAT? She was a hooker? A prostitute? That’s a shame. I had such high hopes. Damn.
I know. Astounded! But high hopes? I wasn’t looking to marry her or anything!! :)
And now what happens when you see her on the bus again… uhhh ohh!! lol