I am Shehzad, 25 years old, 5’11” tall. I work as a digital marketing consultant. This story is about me and my beautiful girlfriend, Saleema. We met during an inter-college festival, where I was immediately drawn to her charming smile and striking features. She was a vision in a red saree, and I couldn’t take my eyes off her. We exchanged our phone numbers, and I was excited to get to know her better.
As we started talking, I discovered that we shared a lot of common interests, from our love of old Bollywood movies to our passion for trying new foods. Our conversations flowed effortlessly, and I found myself looking forward to our daily chats. We would talk for hours, sharing stories and laughter, and before I knew it, we had been talking for months.
The day that changed our relationship was July 10, 2014, when I passed out of college. I called Saleema to join me for a private farewell party at my home. At first, she declined, but after some persuasion, she agreed. I was thrilled at the prospect of spending the evening with her.
My parents had gone to a wedding function, which gave me the opportunity to plan a special evening. I decorated the house with balloons and streamers, ordered a Black Forest cake and biryani for dinner, and arranged for some snacks and soft drinks. I even set up a playlist of our favorite songs to create a romantic ambiance. At around 7 pm, there was a knock at the door, and when I opened it, Saleema was standing there in a stunning red gown with her hair open.
“Wow!” I thought to myself, as the aroma of her perfume made me feel excited, but I controlled myself and invited her in. She was impressed with the decorations and food arrangements. We cut the cake, took a selfie together, and had dinner. At around 8 pm, I asked for her help in arranging the food on the table, and she happily agreed. As we worked together, our hands touched, and I felt a spark of electricity run through my body.
As we were having dinner, she received a call from her home. I touched her hand and said, “Please stay with me.” She put her hand over the phone and said, “Okay, Shahzi.” She told her family that she would be staying at a friend’s place for the next two days and then hung up the call. I was relieved that she had agreed to stay with me, and I couldn’t wait to spend the next two days together.
As soon as she ended the call, I asked her, “Two days?” She didn’t respond, but instead, she smiled and leaned in close to me. I could feel her warm breath on my skin, and my heart started racing. I then asked if she would like to have a cup of coffee or a soft drink with some snacks. She replied that she would like to have a cup of coffee. I went to the kitchen to make two cups of blended filter coffee, and as I was pouring the coffee, I couldn’t help but think about how beautiful she looked in the dim light of the kitchen.
As she sipped the coffee, I noticed her pink lipstick leaving a mark on the cup. My excitement was growing, but I tried to compose myself. She giggled at me, and her left eye winked, which I took as a sign to proceed. I took the cups of coffee and went to the kitchen to wash them and the other utensils. She followed me to help, and as we were arranging the food plates, I accidentally touched her waist. I apologized, and she said, “It’s okay, Shahzi” with a giggle.
As we were in the kitchen, I moved my hand slowly to her navel and pulled her close. I gave her a gentle kiss on her lips, and she responded eagerly. The chemistry between us was palpable, and I could feel the tension building up.
Saleema: “Shahzi, do you love me?”
Me: “Yes, I love you a lot, and I promise to marry you if you agree.”
Saleema: “I agree.”
Me: “Thank you so much for believing in me and trusting me.”
After this conversation, I took her to the bedroom, and we laid down on the bed. She surrendered to me, and I removed her clothes one by one. It was like a dream come true for me. As we were intimate, I couldn’t help but think about how much I loved her and how much I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her.
Saleema: “Shahzi, this is my first time. Will it hurt?”
Me: “As far as I’ve heard, it pains initially, but later you’ll enjoy.”
We started with intimate kisses, and she slowly whispered in my ear, “Shahzi, put it inside and take me to the heaven of love.” I slowly proceeded, and as I did, she tightly hugged me and said, “Aaaah Shahzi, I love you, Jaan.”
Me: “I love you too, Jaanu.” I increased my pace, and she started enjoying it. We changed positions, and she liked it. The room was filled with moans, and I could feel our love growing with every passing moment.
As I was about to climax, she whispered in my ear again, “Shahzi, put it inside. Don’t leave a single drop of it.”
Me: “Okay, Jaanu, take it.” We continued for about an hour and then took a shower together. We made love again in the shower, and it was around 11 pm when she received another call from her home. She told them that she would come home the next evening.
That night, we loved each other like a married couple and slept naked until 4 am. The next morning, she woke up, took a shower, and came to wake me up in a towel, which excited me again. She giggled and said, “Shahzi, kuch toh bacha k rakho” (“leave something for the future”). I laughed and started to remove her towel, but she ran away, and I caught her.
Saleema: “Shahzi, go to the bathroom and freshen up.”
Me: “Okay, madam, as you say.” After I came out of the bathroom, she had arranged breakfast on the table. We had our breakfast while watching a movie on TV. The morning sunlight streaming through the windows highlighted her beauty, and I couldn’t help but feel grateful for this new chapter in our lives.
After breakfast, she poured water on me, and I caught her. We made love again in the bathroom, and it was exhilarating. She was with me for two days, and we made love in every corner of the house. We explored each other’s bodies, and our love grew with every passing moment.
As the two days came to an end, I knew that I would miss her terribly. But I was also excited for our future together. I dropped her home the next evening, and as we said our goodbyes, I promised to meet her soon. The next few weeks were a blur of excitement and anticipation. We would talk for hours, making plans for our future together.
Three weeks later, I found out that she was pregnant. I was overjoyed and couldn’t wait to start our new life together. I didn’t waste much time and asked my parents to meet her parents for wedding arrangements. They were thrilled at the prospect of our union, and the wedding planning began in earnest.
The next few months were a whirlwind of activity, with wedding preparations, family gatherings, and endless discussions about our future. But through it all, our love remained strong, and we couldn’t wait to start our new life together. Finally, the day of our wedding arrived, and it was a beautiful, sun-kissed day. Saleema looked stunning in her wedding attire, and I was beaming with pride as I waited for her at the altar.
As we exchanged our vows, I knew that I had found my soulmate in Saleema. We were blessed with a beautiful baby boy, and our love continued to grow with every passing day. Looking back, I realize that our love story was one for the ages, a tale of true love, passion, and commitment. And as I hold Saleema’s hand, I know that our love will continue to flourish for years to come.
Years have passed since our wedding, and our love has only grown stronger. We have built a life together, with our beautiful child, and our love has been the foundation of our relationship. We have had our ups and downs, like any couple, but our love has always been the constant that has held us together. And as I look into Saleema’s eyes, I know that our love will continue to be the guiding force in our lives, a reminder of the passion and commitment that we made to each other on our wedding day.
In the end, our love story is one of true devotion, a tale of two people who found each other in a crowded world and never let go. It is a reminder that true love exists, and that with commitment, passion, and dedication, anything is possible. And as I hold Saleema close, I know that our love will continue to be the stuff of dreams, a love that will last a lifetime.