Meena Ma'am (18+)

Part 2: Ravi, I need your help!

We were wating outside the student mess wating for our meal to be ready talking silly things and passing comments on the girls in our class. you know the usual boys stuff when we have nothing to do.

"Bro, Meena is really hot!"

Amit nodded and said, "But she is out of your league, and the most important thing is that she is a professor!" He said this with his eyes wide open.

"Yeah, I know that, bro, but which book says we cannot love our professor?"

We both burst into laughter.

"So, what's your plan to get her?" Amit asked, winking at me.

"No plan yet, man, but let's see if I can get closer to her anyway," I smiled.

"Wait, are you serious about this?" he asked.

"Yes, I am damn serious," I said, looking at the mess to see if our meal was ready.

He shook his head, thinking I had lost my mind.

"There she is," Amit said.

I looked across the road and saw Meena rushing somewhere. "Where is she going in such a hurry?" I asked him.

"No idea," he replied.

"Come on, let's find out," I said.

"Are you mad or what? We need to eat; we've already paid," he said.

"Yes, I know, but look, she's going into that restaurant. Let's eat there today."

"Are you serious? We don't have enough money for that." He grabbed my hand and tried to pull me back.

"No, bro, this is a chance to get closer to her. Come on, we're eating in that restaurant today." I grabbed his hand and almost pulled him along. We started walking towards the restaurant.

"You said you don't have money, and our coupons are wasted. What are you thinking?" he said, sounding irritated.

"Don't worry, I'll figure something out. And don't worry about the coupons; we'll use them tomorrow," I assured him.

We were at the door of the restaurant within a minute. I took a deep breath, not because I had no money, but because I wanted to talk to Meena face-to-face. Today was my chance to get closer to her, and I wasn't going to let it slip away. No way!

I entered the restaurant; it was mostly empty since it was afternoon. The receptionist greeted us.

"Good afternoon," I replied with a smile and a loud tone so Meena could hear me too.

"Oh, Ravi," she called my name. I turned and pretended not to know she was sitting there.

"Hello, ma'am. Are you eating in the restaurant today? How come?" I asked as I walked toward her, trying to hide my anxiety.

"What are you doing?" Amit mumbled behind me. I was standing near her table, and Amit was behind me.

"How come you two are here in the restaurant, unlike all the other students eating in the student mess?"

"We eat here often, madam," I said.

"Not often, sometimes," Amit mumbled, but Meena heard him and smiled.

"You eat here daily?" I asked her.

"No, not really. Sit down; why are you standing?" she said.

I sat down in the seat across from her, and Amit joined me. We ordered two meals.

Amit was nervous as hell. I rested my hand on his lap and tapped it to reassure him that nothing was going to happen; just relax. I had never seen her this close before. She was truly beautiful. My thoughts began to race. Her lips were moving, but I was too focused on her to pay much attention to what she was saying. Her curves were clearly visible as she was seated. I must admit, I got a little excited at that moment, but I controlled myself and focused on the conversation.