Without breaking the kiss, I grabbed for the door behind me, pulling it shut.

I broke the kiss and she looked up at me with her deep eyes, her chest heaving.

I gave her one of my best smiles she used to love in college days.

Raj : Meera, I still love you and you are the only one makes me feel like this in my whole life.

She smiled back, not needing to say anything.

Raj : it's been, long 17 years but can I get a chance to make you mine tonight.

She smiled again.

I pulled the zipper down on her dress, revealing more and more of her skin.

Down the zipper went, breasts sweet ripe breasts spilled out.

Two perfect mounds of flesh, erect nipples surrounded by those dusky areolas.

She didn't resist when her dress fell off her waist and down to the floor.

She stepped out of it, becoming almost completely naked.

I pulled off my jacket and undid the buttons of my shirt, revealing my muscular upper body, gold chain dangling from my neck.

I took off my shirt as her eyes drank in my chest and abs, broad muscular shoulders, and round biceps.

She hadn't seen this much of me, in past 17 years, this closely, since we'd last fucked in college.

Back then I was nothing but a well experienced man now.

But now I was a man in every sense of the word.

And Meera was a woman, any guy dying for.

Where I was hard and uncompromising, my body like rock, she was soft and welcoming.

I had seen her fully earlier in the college days, but she is more sexy now.

Her physical perfection had ripened in the time since high school.

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