In the Hot Cousin Story, I was living alone in a nice flat in Gurugram during the lockdown. Then I got a call from my aunt’s daughter. She was in Delhi and did not want to go home and get imprisoned in the lockdown.
My name is Nilesh Shukla, I am 27 years old and originally from Allahabad.
My family often calls me ‘Neelu’!
So I also thought that I too should share my own hot cousin story with you through this true story.
This is my first creation, so I apologize to the readers in advance for any error or shortcoming.
I am currently working in a high position in a multinational company in Pune.
Being about 6 feet tall and having an attractive personality with a muscular body, I have had relationships with many girls till date.
But there are some experiences which have a different pain, a different tingle and a different taste and they leave an indelible mark in life.
I am sharing with you one such special experience of my life which changed me to a great extent.
The incident of my life that I am going to mention happened in 2020.
At that time, after successful completion of my engineering studies, I was working as a software developer in a company in Gurugram.
It had been almost 2 years since I started working.
In 2019, I had rented a 2BHK flat with my friend Akhil in a multi-storey society on the outskirts of Gurgaon city, towards Sohna highway.
We were very good friends and got along well.
We used to shamelessly discuss everything from parties to girls.
Akhil was also working as a sales lead in another company in Gurgaon.
Our flat was on the 19th floor.
Since the society was far from the main city, the rent was quite low despite it being a fully furnished luxury flat.
Being close to the bypass and forest area, our area had a lot of greenery and almost no noise.
It was a little far from the office, but from the perspective of mental peace, that area was unmatched.
The landlord lived in Canada and did not interfere.
We also used to deliver the rent on time.
After being busy with work from Monday to Friday, there was a different kind of peace in that flat.
I had taken the master bedroom and Akhil had taken the second bedroom.
Apart from this, there was a small study room in the flat which we did not need till then, so we used it like a storeroom.
We had also hired a maid for food and cleaning.
At that time, I also had a girlfriend in Gurgaon, Shraddha… I had been dating her for about one and a half years while Akhil was single.
Overall, both of us friends were enjoying our bachelor life while working.
In December 2019, Akhil told me that he had a successful interview in a big company in Bangalore, got a new job with a promotion and he would have to join from January itself.
Around 20 January, Akhil left for Bangalore with most of his belongings.
But he left his car here, handing over the keys to me, saying that after setting up his camp in Bangalore in a month or two, he would come back and take his car.
Since the rent of the flat was not much, I decided to keep the flat alone, thinking that if I could find a friend who could coordinate, he would be able to stay in Akhil’s place.
After Akhil left, I started living alone in that luxurious flat.
From mid-February 2020, the news of the corona virus (which people were taking lightly till now) started gaining momentum and by the end of February, it became the main part of the news.
In the first week of March, when the news of the spread of corona was at its peak, my office announced indefinite ‘work from home’ from the perspective of safety.
I made the study room in my flat my office and the master bedroom was already with me.
Only Akhil’s room was vacant.
It was March 7 or 8.
I was busy with office work in the afternoon.
Suddenly my mobile phone rang, I was a little surprised to see the name flashed on the screen.
“Moni Di Kanpur”
Moni, whose full name was Monika Bhardwaj, was my aunt’s daughter from Kanpur and was five years older than me.
Monika had done her Masters from Kanpur itself and in August 2019, she took admission in PhD in a college in the South Campus of Delhi University.
She also took a room in a girls PG in South Delhi.
When Monika shifted to Delhi, she called once and we talked.
But till now I had not got a chance to meet her; to be honest, I had not even tried, I did not want anyone in my relatives to know about my bachelor life and modern lifestyle because my image in the entire family was that of a talented and hardworking student.
So I used to be very reserved with my family members and relatives.
Moni and I used to meet quite often during childhood holidays, sometimes in Allahabad and sometimes in Kanpur.
We got along well but after Moni’s high school, we were not in regular touch.
We met only during family weddings and other family functions.
We last met at a family function about three and a half to four years ago.
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Well, amidst all these thoughts, I picked up the phone.
The same familiar, bubbly voice from the other side, taunting- Neelu!! Sometimes remember your sister too!
I said- Didi, how did you remember me after so many days? How are you? How are you?
Moni said- Your habit of asking questions after questions has not gone yet! Everything is fine, I am in PG right now. But there is some problem. That is why I called you!
“Problem? What happened Didi?”
“Hey, don’t you watch the news!? I don’t know what this Corona virus is. Initially, I did not pay much attention, but yesterday I got a notice from the college that the college is closing, don’t know till when. All the classes and research work will be done online. Brother, I am really getting tensed. The girls of PG are talking about vacating. My roommate Divya got a call from home today, her father is coming to pick her up in 2 days with all the stuff. I don’t understand what to do… everything is happening so suddenly!”
“I am watching all the news Didi, Europe, especially Italy is in a bad state because of Corona… the virus is spreading rapidly. My office has made everyone work from home since last week!”
“So what is your plan… are you thinking of leaving for home?”
“No Didi… I am staying here in my rented flat!”
Moni said almost laughing- Wow brother! You have amazing confidence. Do you have a girlfriend because of whom you are staying here?
“What Didi, you too… there is nothing like that; I had a flatmate, he also left 2 months ago, I live alone. But 2 friends live in another society 15-20 minutes away, so we will see together whatever happens!”
“You have the right calculation brother. It is not for nothing that everyone in my family praises you. You were a studious person, you have also become so smart after coming here. You are living in Gurugram, right?”
“Yes Didi, it is in Gurugram itself, but it is a little outside the main Gurugram. Leave all this, tell me what are Aunt and Uncle saying?”
“Friend, they are asking me to come home. I have even booked tickets for the 14th. But this corona is spreading so fast and there is so much chaos. I don’t know if it will be safe to go suddenly like this!”
“Now Didi, Aunt and Uncle have already said so, so what other option do you have? Go wearing a mask etc., I think everyone will be safe. Don’t take too much tension!”
“Hmm… he is right friend… let me take care of the packing etc.” Moni said with a sad heart.
“Okay Didi, take care of yourself, and if you need any help, feel free to call!”
“Yes Neelu, you also take care and don’t go out much. No idea about the new disease. Ok, I will hang up… bye!” Saying this Moni hung up the phone.
Almost a week passed.
It was on the 13th, at 11:30 pm I got a call from Monika.
“Neelu! You didn’t fall asleep, did you?”
“No, Didi, what happened? Is everything alright?”
“Oh, friend… I just got a message from IRCTC. The train has been cancelled. I enquired and found that many trains are being cancelled!”
“Oh, so suddenly? What happened Didi?”
“I can’t understand friend, Divya has also left. There are 3-4 girls left in the PG, it seems they will also leave tomorrow or day after!”
“Didi, have you seen the bus ticket? Maybe you will get it in that…”
“Brother, I don’t have a single ticket in an AC bus and I can’t travel in a normal bus, I feel sick. On top of that, there will be so many people in the bus. The chances of infection are also high.”
“Didi, now only one option is left. Take an intercity cab or taxi. It will cost a little but there is no other way!”
“Hey, are you a brother or a butcher…. Will you not rest until you send me home??” Moni said almost shouting.
“What do you mean… did you not understand Didi?”
“What do you mean? Don’t you know that after going home my life will become like a prison… all the fun and enjoyment will stop… I am already so sad!”
“Oh… so this is it… what are you thinking then? Will you stay in Delhi only?”
“Yaar, I have talked to all my friends and girlfriends… at this time no one has any arrangement to stay… can you make some arrangement for a few days?” Moni asked in a hopeful voice.
The truth was that I was also alone. My girlfriend Shraddha, who used to come often, had gone home during Holi and her family had kept her there till the situation became better. I had only two friends Devesh and Sumit, who lived in a nearby society. I also thought, it is just a matter of a week or so, everything will be managed.
“Didi, I live in Gurugram… it is about an hour and a quarter away from South Delhi. What problem will I have, there is a room vacant in the flat, you can come if it is not too far!”
As soon as I said this, Moni’s voice was filled with relief and happiness – Bhai… I will definitely come, right? You don’t have any problem, right?
“Come on didi… so much formality?”
“Oh my dear Neelu!! You saved me… this was what I was expecting from you… listen, I will do one thing. I will vacate the PG, I will stay with you for 2-3 weeks, and as soon as the situation improves, I will find a new PG. You do one thing, send me the location, I will pack all my stuff and come in 3-4 days.”
“Okay didi… if you have any problem in reaching, tell me… I will WhatsApp the location!” Saying this, I disconnected the phone.
For the next 3 days I was very busy with work, so I did not pay attention to talking to Moni.
On the 19th, I got a call from Moni at around 9:30 am- Neelu, I am leaving in just 10 minutes. I would have come tomorrow itself but the security money was stuck, so I waited to collect it. Google Maps shows that I will reach in an hour and a quarter. You will stay at the flat only, right?
“Yes Didi, you can come comfortably, I will stay at the flat only.”
“What did you tell me the name of your society?”
“Didi, the name of the society is Regal Casa. And the name of the tower is Emirates. You make me talk to the guard at the main gate!”
Moni asked in a mischievous filmy tone- Won’t you welcome us?”
“Haha… oh absolutely Didi… you just reach there. The flat is so luxurious. I will be welcomed just by seeing it!”
Moni said in an excited voice- oh really what! My younger brother has become such a big man… now I can’t wait Neelu… my cab has arrived, I will call you after reaching there”
saying this she disconnected the call.
At around 11 o’clock I got a call from the guard on my intercom- Good morning sir… Madam has come in a taxi to meet you. She has luggage with her!”
I ordered the guard- send her to my tower immediately. She is my cousin sister.”
“Yes sir, of course!”
I took the lift and by the time I reached down, Moni’s cab had reached below my tower.
The driver was taking out some luggage from the back seat.
And Moni was taking out a suitcase from the back seat.
Because we were not connected on social media, I was seeing Moni after so many days, my eyes were fixed on her for 2 minutes! And why shouldn’t they stay…
Height of 5’6″ to 5’7″, light dark golden complexion, bottle green coloured tight top, from which Moni’s 36C breasts were about to burst out.
White coloured hot-pant shorts below which were covering only about forty percent of her smooth golden thighs.
There was no trace of a single hair on Moni’s smooth legs.
Sharp features, big eyes, makeup, sunglasses, shoes, modern body language.
At that age of twenty eight-twenty nine, Monika’s youthful body was at the peak of development.
For 10 seconds I could not recognize her.
Moni was looking like a Delhi item, a firecracker.
It was clear from looking at her that sister liked the Delhi air very much. To tell you the truth, my faith wavered for a moment.
I promise you will enjoy this hot cousin story gradually.
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