Wife & Mechanic - Part 2

The man stopped working, switched off the gas cutter, put it down and turned around to face me. With his protective mask on, the man looked somewhat like a 60's era movie robot. The man was wearing a wife beater which stuck to his body from all the sweat and below he was wearing faded blue jeans. The sweaty wife beater and his tanned skin left nothing for imagination and I could clearly see a muscular, chiseled body underneath. The man was tall and with the mask on he was looking scary.

He just kept staring at me through the mask, his chest heaving and sweat sliding down his large hairy chest. After a few seconds the man took off the mask and kept it on the table. It was Gurnam.

I was a little relieved seeing him considering

that I was walking around this maze like garage looking for him for the past several minutes, not that I was very enthusiastic about meeting him but he was the only familiar face in this unfamiliar place with unfamiliar faces. He smiled looking at me and I also responded with a smile which looked more like a formality.

"Namaste Aditi madam." Gurnam said as he stepped towards me.

"Namaste Gurnam. You had told my husband to drop the car here the other day. He couldn't come because he was busy at work so I brought the car." I said. The moment I said that my husband wasn't here, Gurnam stepped really close to me.

"Well...that is wonderful...I mean it's wonderful that your brought car here...it needs a lot of repairs." He said, staring down at me from just a foot away.

His comment surprised and confused me. Gurnam continued staring at me for a few seconds. His glare made me uncomfortable and I stepped away from him. That brought Gurnam back to his senses and he walked passed me. He picked a piece of cloth and started wiping his hands.

"Come with me...let's check out your car." He said as he started walking out of the shed.

I just followed him and in half a minute we were standing next to my car. He took the keys from me and we sat in the car. He started the car and drove it through a tiny lane which went around the garage to the other side of the plot. He parked the car and we got out of the car. He opened the bonnet of the car and peeped inside.

"At your place the other day, I had shown Arjun sir all the problems with his car. Arjun sir told me that he bought this car for you but you didn't see what was wrong with your car...let me show you." He said as he stood up for a while.

I nodded and walked over to the bonnet and peeped inside. He pointed me toward something inside and started talking about it. I wasn't sure which part he was talking about and tried really hard to figure out what he was talking about. After a few seconds, I realized that Gurnam had stopped talking. I looked at him and I saw that he was looking at my cleavage which was clearly showing as I was slightly bent over as I tried to look at the part that he was pointed at. The yellow top that I was wearing had a loose round neck and even if I bent slightly, one could clearly see my ample cleavage.

I stand 5 feet 6 inches tall which was almost a feet shorter to Gurnam and as he was standing close to me, his height advantage provided him a clear view of my cleavage. I think he might have also seen the white colored bra what I was wearing underneath the top.

As soon as he realized that I had caught him staring at me, Gurnam composed himself and got back to talking about the car. For the next few minutes he went on talking about the AC and its compressor, half of which I could barely process and the other half I just didn't care about.

"Madam...this car is pretty old and I can tell you for sure that AC isn't the only broken thing in this car. I will have to thoroughly go through this car before I take it to the workshop." He said.

"Hmm...alright." Was all I could say. He asked me to get into the car and start it. As I sat into the driver' seat and the ignition switch, Gurnam bent over the bonnet and started inspecting the engine. After a minute, Gurnam stood up and through the tiny space between the hood and the car, I saw something that made me gasp.

It was a massive bulge in his pants. His crotch was huge and I could clearly see the outline of his cock through his jeans. From its appearance from the outside, it looked really big and scary. His muscular thighs around the bulge made it look bigger.

I just stared at it and was lost in my own thoughts when I saw Gurnam. He had bent over and was looking at me through the gap and calling me. I came back to my sense and saw Gurnam walking over to me.

"Aditi madam...what happened...did you see anything?" he asked with a smile which wasn't quite innocent.

'Well...I saw a lot of what you weren't talking about.' Was the first thought that came to my mind. He then asked me to start the headlights and asked me toggle the high and low beam a few times. After a few minutes of checking around the car, Gurnam finally asked to switch off the engine. I got out of the car and he led me to a room at the corner of the plot. The walls of the room were made from aluminum sheets which one can see in many offices across the country.

As I entered the room I realized that this was his 'office'. It had a large desk whose top was covered with a thick glass. There was a large office chair behind the table where Gurnam the 'boss' would sit and a couple of chairs at the opposite end of the table.

There was also a worn out couch in one corner of the room. There was a really old computer on the table which I could guarantee Gurnam never used. It was more a piece of furniture to make this make shift room look like an office.

The walls of the room were covered with posters of Cars, and copies of the permits that were to be mandatorily hung in the office. Against a wall of the office, stood a large steel book shelf which contained manuals to repairing different cars.

There was an old rusty table fan near the table which Gurnam turned on as we both sat at the opposite end of the table. Gurnam then scribbled something on a piece of paper before handing it over to me. As I glanced through it I realized that it was the quotation.

"Madam...the car needs a lot of repairs and it will take a couple of days to get it fixed. Please forgive me for this trouble but if you want a maintenance free car then let me have a couple days to work on it." he said.

"That is alright Gurnam but make sure that it is completely fixed and the bill is not too high." I said as I got up and Gurnam followed me outside.

We walked over to the entrance of the garage and Gurnam ordered on of his employees to get a car. The car was in front of us in a minute and soon Gurnam was driving me to my house.

A few minutes later Gurnam stopped the car right in front of my house. I forwarded my hand for a handshake as it is required in good etiquette.

Gurnam extended his hand and held my hand and shook it for a while. His grip over my hand was tight and I didn't mind till a few shakes before it got a little uncomfortable. I looked at him and saw him staring at me. The way he was looking at me wasn't normal. It wasn't gentleman like, it was animalistic.

"Gurnam...enough!" I said but he ignored me.

I tried to pull away a couple of times but he did not relent. Finally I pulled my hand away with force and only then did Gurnam let got of my hand. I immediately got out of the car without speaking a word and walked straight into my house. Gurnam left after he saw me open the latch of the main door and shut it behind me as I entered.

I walked straight into my bedroom and sat on the bed thinking what the hell had happened in the past one hour. It wasn't surprising catching Gurnam checking me out, it was kind of expected but what was with the hand holding? And most surprising of all, why the hell was I staring at his crotch back there!!

I got up and went to the bathroom to freshen up. I got busy making a hot cup of tea for myself, trying to block out all the thoughts of the incident back at the garage. I sat down at the dinning table with the tea and switched on my laptop. I thought that perhaps working on my new project would keep me in peace.

It did work for a while before the thoughts creped back into my head. I was again thinking of Gurnam and trying to decipher what really happened back there. I had just met Gurnam for the second time and he had the balls to so blatantly hold my hand?

I remembered the lecherous look in his eyes as he tried to peep into my top. He had also stared at my legs when he came home the other day. I was sure that his intentions weren't good.

'Should I tell Arjun?' I thought, contemplating the consequences. The consequences would not be pleasant. Arjun was a hot head and I knew that once he came to know he would go over to Gurnam and fight with him. What good would it do? It wasn't as if Gurnam had tried to molest me?

Besides the hand grabbing thing, Gurnam had done what almost all men do; stare at a woman's cleavage whenever there is a chance.

'Gurnam isn't the only one to be blamed. I was also staring at his crotch.' I thought.

I had also chanced upon the scene when Gurnam was inspecting the engine and instead of averting my eyes, I shamelessly started at his crotch. The shame and guilt soon wore off when I remembered the long stare at his crotch.

'Was he really that big or had he become hard looking at me? If he was hard then man...he must have a hog underneath or was it normal and if he wasn't hard, then what would it be like when he was hard?' I thought as I just stared at the laptop screen.

My chain of thoughts was broken and I again tried to focus on my work. I tried really hard for a few minutes before I shut down my laptop and started walked into my bedroom. As I walked over to my bed, I passed by the large mirror on the closet. I stopped and took a few steps back to stand right in the front of the mirror.

"Hmmm...no wonder he was staring at you Aditi" I murmured and walked right over to the bed. The afternoon had been pretty hard on me and the thoughts were troubling me so I just decided to take a nap and let things cool off.

I hadn't heard from Gurnam for a last couple of days. He had said that he would call me or Arjun once he was ready with the car. As he mentioned, the car really needed a lot of work, so he was taking his time to fix it. I didn't bother to call him and neither did Arjun.

The Gurnam incident was a past and I didn't bother Arjun at this time of the year. It was the last quarter of the year and Arjun, being a banker was super busy. He would leave for work early in the morning and would usually return late in the evenings and at times around midnight. I was aware of his heavy workload during this time of the year so I didn't bother him.

One late Sunday morning while we were having breakfast, Arjun asked me, "Sweetheart...have you heard back from Gurnam. It's been almost a week since you left the car at his garage?"

"No...in fact, I too was wondering why he was taking so long to fix the AC and a few minor parts of the car. I think you should call him and ask him." I replied as I munched on the cereal.

"Yeah...I'll call him right now...it's almost 10.30am, he must have opened up." He said. I just nodded and continued eating the cereal. Arjun picked up his cell and dialed Gurnam's number. After a few seconds, Arjun started talking with him.

"Hello...Gurnam...this is Arjun Sharma. Yeah...I am fine...how are you? Is the car ready? It's been almost a week since you have it." Arjun asked Gurnam. For the next minute, Arjun just kept the phone to his ear and listened to Gurnam, occasionally nodding his head and saying yes a couple of times. A few seconds later, Arjun gave me thumbs up. I smiled, thinking that the car was ready and I would finally get to drive it around the city.

"Yeah...alright...we'll come around 3pm to pick it up...okay bye." Arjun said as he disconnected the call.

"So....is it ready?" I asked.

"Yeah...we'll go there after lunch and pick it up. Happy?" Arjun replied with a smile.

"Very much!" I smiled back at him.

Being a Sunday, I wasn't really interested in doing the chores, so I joined Arjun in the living room to watch TV. We watched a hindi movie playing on a channel for an hour before Arjun's cell rang. Arjun picked it up and raced towards the bedroom as soon as he so the name of the caller. I knew it was from work so didn't bother. After 15 minutes, Arjun returned and sat beside me.

"Adu...I have to attend this urgent meeting right now. A major client that we have been chasing for over a year has finally agreed for a meeting." He said. I just looked at him surprised and a little angry.

"Arjun...we have hardly spent time together in a month and now you are leaving again. You've been working overtime; at least relax for a day. And who is going to pick up the car?" I said.

"I am so sorry honey...but it's urgent...the West Zone Head has flown in personally to meet this client. I have to be there...and why don't you go and take the car. Gurnam said he will keep it ready by 3 pm. All you have to do is go there, pay the bill and bring it back." Arjun said trying to calm me down.

"Pcch...Okay...alright...go to your meeting if it's so important for you...but you better make it up for it." I said.

"Ohh...don't worry about the making up part...consider it done." Arjun replied.

Saying that, he got up and walked to the bedroom. I continued watching TV and half an hour later, Arjun was ready to leave. I walked with him to the door and kissed him before he drove away. I knew the meeting was going to last the whole day and with no one in the house, I had no intention of getting bored to death here.

I called up a friend of mine and we decided to meet in the afternoon. I did my chores, had a shower and cooked a small meal for myself before getting ready. I was going to pick up my car from the garage and drive it over to meet my friend. I wore a white top and a pair of blue jeans, wore a nice perfume, took my hand bag and walked out of the house.

From the corner of the street, I took a cab and told the driver where I wanted to go. In 15 minutes I was at the garage. As the cab stopped in front of the gate and I stepped out after paying the fare. The garage gate was slightly open, just enough for a person to walk in. I wondered whether the garage was closed but Gurnam had told Arjun to come.

I looked at my watch, it was 2.30pm. I had come a little before time but it wasn't a big deal. Gurnam said the car was ready and it wasn't going to take more than 20 minutes to take the delivery of the car. I slowly walked past the gate and into the front yard of the garage. I couldn't see anyone around. There was no sound of anyone talking or any tools being used.

I slowly walked in to the garage and looked around for any sign of movement. There was none. I then remembered that Gurnam's office was in the backyard of the garage and so, I walked through the narrow lane around the garage to the backyard.

As I walked into the back yard, I saw my car standing. It did look ready. It had been washed and polished and did look much better than when I saw it for the first time. I smiled looking at the car but still looked around for Gurnam or at least someone who could settle the bill and give me my car back.

I saw Gurnam's office at the far end of the backyard and slowly started walking towards it. As I got closer to the office, I saw that the door of the office was closed. Perhaps Gurnam had left and forgot to remind us or perhaps he did call Arjun but Arjun forgot to inform me.