Mr. Chadha had recently opened a 24 hour Convenience store in the neighborhood to pick up the slack due to the closing of a 7/11 store. The store was basically a bodega run by him and his family (wife, sons, daughters). They filled a niche and did pretty good business during the day and evening because, well, to be honest his daughters were very pretty, and a lot of guys would patronize the store trying to "weasel" their way into getting with the girls (Mr. Chadha knew this and figured it was good for business).
Now, what struck you as odd was that sometimes Mrs. Chadha would work overnight, and appeared to be alone sometimes. Personally, you didn't think this was a good idea because of safety reasons, and sometimes you would stop by there around 2:00 AM, and "hang out" with her for a while (you worked from 4:00 PM to 1:00 AM, and would get home around 2). From there you and Mrs. Chadha developed a friendship and you figured that she appreciated your company late at night because it made her feel safe.
Perhaps, you were wrong for doing this, but because it was late at night you would sometimes "flirt" with Mrs. Chadha (initially, you were a gentleman, but your natural curiosity took over and you fantasized about what it would be like to "sleep" with Mrs. Chadha). Albeit, she was a mature woman, but what intrigued you about her was that she was very passionate about her beliefs and you assumed that this translated over into the bedroom.
One night, you stopped by the store a bit later than you normally due because of train delays, and Mrs. Chadha seemed concerned. She said she figured you would have arrived earlier, and you told her that the train was delayed. You joked and said "that this train better start moving soon because my wife is at home waiting for me."
Mrs. Chadha got a big laugh out of that, but then quickly got serious and said:
"You wouldn't know what to do with a woman like me."
This statement by her caught you off guard, and you're thinking is she serious?
It's not like you haven't thought about it, but she's married.
Mrs. Chadha came from around the counter and immediately went to the front door and locked it, then she asked you if you could escort her to the basement of the store because she required assistance with a few boxes that were too heavy for her to bring up on her own.
She lead you to a dimly lite section of the basement and before you could figure out what was going on she threw you against the wall and then.
Your late night rendezvous have been going on for a few weeks now.
Now, what struck you as odd was that sometimes Mrs. Chadha would work overnight, and appeared to be alone sometimes. Personally, you didn't think this was a good idea because of safety reasons, and sometimes you would stop by there around 2:00 AM, and "hang out" with her for a while (you worked from 4:00 PM to 1:00 AM, and would get home around 2). From there you and Mrs. Chadha developed a friendship and you figured that she appreciated your company late at night because it made her feel safe.
Perhaps, you were wrong for doing this, but because it was late at night you would sometimes "flirt" with Mrs. Chadha (initially, you were a gentleman, but your natural curiosity took over and you fantasized about what it would be like to "sleep" with Mrs. Chadha). Albeit, she was a mature woman, but what intrigued you about her was that she was very passionate about her beliefs and you assumed that this translated over into the bedroom.
One night, you stopped by the store a bit later than you normally due because of train delays, and Mrs. Chadha seemed concerned. She said she figured you would have arrived earlier, and you told her that the train was delayed. You joked and said "that this train better start moving soon because my wife is at home waiting for me."
Mrs. Chadha got a big laugh out of that, but then quickly got serious and said:
"You wouldn't know what to do with a woman like me."
This statement by her caught you off guard, and you're thinking is she serious?
It's not like you haven't thought about it, but she's married.
Mrs. Chadha came from around the counter and immediately went to the front door and locked it, then she asked you if you could escort her to the basement of the store because she required assistance with a few boxes that were too heavy for her to bring up on her own.
She lead you to a dimly lite section of the basement and before you could figure out what was going on she threw you against the wall and then.
Your late night rendezvous have been going on for a few weeks now.
