“I SAID YES”
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She beamed at me through the mirror before turning her attention to carefully applying her lipstick.. It was cherry red. She always wore that if she wants to turn heads. She wore a white, tight, full sleeved semi transparent shirt which hugged her waist. I could make out the faint black sillohuette of her bra from underneath her shirt. She paired that with a black pleated mini skirt, and she was seated at the dressing table, in front of the bed. It barely covered 40% of her thigh. After her makeup was done, she rose up and turned towards me.
”How do I Look?”
Divi was glowing. She’s is an athletic and tall girl. She is 5.6, pretty regular to the gym and with a good diet. Her 34 – 28 – 36 figure looked so sexy in her tight shirt and skirt. She had unbuttoned her shirt till her cleavage and the top of her black bra was visible, teasing her beautiful breasts. A slender golden necklace with a heart shaped pendant draped gracefully along the edge where her cleavage began to deepen, the fine chain glinting softly against her smooth, fair skin. Her breasts firm and perky and perfectly shaped, pressed snugly together. Her tits weren’t massive but for me, they were the perfect size. She wore C cups The smooth, creamy tone of her complexion was accentuated by a hint of rose along her cheeks. It also did a good job of hiding the few red pimples on her cheeks.
Her legs were impossibly smooth, like polished marble, with a softness that seemed to invite the faintest caress. Not a single blemish marred her flawless skin. Her thighs were the kind of soft, sculpted curves that seemed made for touching, biting. Full, yet firm, they had a smoothness to them that could make your fingers itch with the desire to trace every inch. The way they tapered down from her hips was nothing short of mesmerizing—tight and toned at the top, with the kind of strength that only comes from spending hours at the gym. But it was the roundness at the top, where her thighs met her hips, that really stole the attention. When she shifted, her thighs pressed together with a slow, faint friction creating a soft, teasing sound. A couple birth marks scattered across soft inner thighs like secrets, that were mine. The sight of them, the way they moved, the way her thighs flexed — it was enough to make anyone’s pulse race. I used to spend hours on these things, savouring every pore on them.
Her thick hair, slightly curly but not unruly, tumbled wildly over her shoulders. Rested on her shoulders and her face. She had a schoolgirl, mischievous vibe about her today. I could tell that everything she had put on, was to grab attention. She liked that. She liked people eye fucking her.
“Patekhaha!” (Hot stuff). I managed to say with bated breath. I jumped out of bed and pulled her toward me by the waist. I slipped my other arm behind her, below her skirt, and squeezed her butt. She seemed to be wearing boy shorts underneath. Moving my lips to grip hers. She came close but turned her face away from me. I noticed she tightened her lips.
"Huh se budbu aa Rahi hai gandh insaan. Jaake brush karo. Makeup baadme kharap karne dungi. Sayad."
(“You smell, dirty boy! Go brush your teeth and then maybe I will think about letting you ruin my makeup” She squeaked with a smile on her face.)
I let go of her.
"Ye plan banane se pehle puch liya hota mereko? Uthi kab? When did you plan all this with him?"
(“Why didn’t you ask me first before talking to Kunal and agreeing to join his gang? And when did you wake up and when did you talk with him?”)
“You don’t start now na. I woke up like two hours back. I wasn’t the one who got an amazing orgasm and passed out, if you remember”, she said pointedly at me before turning away from me, admiring her own reflection on the mirror. She put her palms on her waist and admired her figure. “Kunal was here like an hour ago, he knocked and I answered. You are snoring, almost. Don’t worry, we talked outside. I didn’t want to disturb your sleep. He said he had a car and you and I can join him for sightseeing around goa. He said, he knows good offbeat places where we can kayak, have some local food and homemade feni. Go to historical places. you know he spends so much time in Goa that he is practically a local now. It sounded exciting and so I said yes. Besides the Scooty we rented was already showing some problems yesterday. A car is anyway better. And all that for free. I am saving us a lot of money babe?”
I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t want to look insecure either. I twitched my lips, grabbed a towel and went off to the bathroom.
I turned on the tap. As I stood there brushing, I just started thinking. When she was talking about Kunal, she had a weird smile on her face. She seemed giddy. Her eyes lit up as she spoke about him, a subtle glow that betrayed her excitement. The water from the tap trickled down and weaved through the thoughts about her in my mind.
She had hinted nothing about last night, yet. I should have fucked her last night. The last thing I remember from yesterday was her going to the shower to clean up my cum her face and chest. What if she went to him last night. What if she went back to the pool. And Kunal was there. My mind raced to the picture of last night when I say them close to each other her hands in his inside the pool. I just imagined their bodies sticking to each other madly kissing each other. Their bodies glistening in the pool water. Instinctively, my hands reached my crotch. It was hard af. Still a bit sore from last night intense orgasm. I tugged it while imagining them fucking in the pool. Her body completely naked rubbing against his. Her tits pressed against his chest. His tongue violating my girlfriend’s mouth. Her seated on the edge of the shallow end of the pool and him grabbing her ass as he rams his cock inside her.
Thap! Thap! Thap!
Her leaning back in pleasure. Oh man!!! I spurt across the wet floor. I came. I held the wall with my free hand, while I bent over, absolutely gushing from my cock. The water suddenly felt cooler now after my orgasm. Almost chilly. Although I like cool showers, I had to switch on the geyser while I sat there on the edge of the bathtub waiting for it to hot up and for me to catch a breath.
Oh man what had I done! I felt empty now. Like my tank was empty. Literally. And I felt sluggish. And I felt angry. Why do I get horny when I think of my girlfriend with someone else. This wasn’t cool. Am I any less of a man because of this? What if this comes out in the open? Is she already attracted to him? She has already gotten a hint that I enjoyed it last night. Would she act upon it? Tons of such questions piled upon me. Anyways, I told myself that it’s just fantasy and I shouldn’t let it come out. And I hoped she had the same mindset too.
I snap out of it and hurriedly finished the shower lest she suspect something. I came out. She had now tied her hair held together by pretty white bow. She was seated on the bed legs stretched texting someone. Was it kunal? Was it her dance partner from her dance class? Nah… I should stop being so paranoid. I told myself.
“Dress up quickly, man. What were you doing in there for so long?” she said, sticking a pointy look at me.
“I had to wash well for my baby” I said and winked. She gave me a knowing smile.
“Alright so what are we going to do today?”
She said we will have breakfast first and then see.
As we reached the door, I grabbed her by her shoulders and pushed her against the wall and kissed her. The most passionate kiss I could muster. She kissed me back. I broke it off and I whispered, “About last night," I hesitated. "Are you attracted to him?”
I had to clear the air before we hangout with the guy who was full on flirting with her last night. She looked into my eyes – “Paresh look, it’s nothing like that," she said quickly, "Kal jo v much huh, bas ek kink tera. Aur Maja v toh aya. Bas. Aur kuch nahi. Chill kar bhai" (“Whatever happened last night was just a kink of yours and it was fun exploring it. That’s it. Nothing more. Chill”.)
(Kink of MINE she says. Dammit! What had I done?)
We leave the room. As soon I open the door I saw 4 guys right in front of our door. They had formed a circle around one guy leaning out from the railing. It was Kunal. And his friends surrounded him. As soon as Divi came out of the room, the energy shifted towards her. I saw all eyes subtly checking her out. She saw Kunal and beamed a wide smile.
“HIII!” She beamed, as she went for a short hug. He of course did not hesitate. “Stunning! You look so good” I heard Kunal say as I was locking the door. “You too Paresh” Kunal said as I turned towards him. Bunch of fucking hyenas, I thought.
I came to know Kunal’s friends. They were Hari, Vicky and Sunil. We decided Kunal, Hari, and Sunil will take the car. While Vicky would take our Scooty. Kunal drove while Hari sat shotgun. Sunil was on the left, I in the middle and Divi took the window seat next to me. My first impressions of the group were that – Kunal was the alpha, Hari the funny joker, Sunil seemed like a creep and a bully. Vicky, was a quiet dude and seemed to be the most decent fellow among them.
We first went to have breakfast at the beach in Anjuna. Divi, ever the extrovert was gelling with everyone so comfortably. Her open and inviting body language, confidence and expressiveness always captivated everyone around her. That's what had gotten her the head girl spot of our school. I had proposed to her in the school at our annual function while we were backstage. I was a House Captain. She exchanged banter with Kunal and Hari mostly. Sunil pitted into the conversation here and there. I started to get friendly with Vicky sat next to me. I came to know that he was a teetotaller.
Next we headed to the beach. Divi clicked some pics. Hari was a hobbyist photographer and she took some damn sexy photos of Divi. Divi was the star in front a lens. A diva. She was so sexy and in this attire and her poses, was turning heads of everyone at the beach. Everyone in the group took turns taking photos with her. Even Vicky. And everyone found an excuse to tough her back or waist. Or her arms. Even Vicky. We took lots of couple photos but outside of that I stood awkwardly, while she was taking her pics taken. We spent a good amount of time there.
Kunal then drove us through weird, very sparsely populated roads with fields on both sides. We were headed to the fun, relaxing sport of Kayaking. We had to park and then walk a good 5 min off-road and among trees before we saw the kayaking spot. Kunal was clearly friends with the main operator there. We were getting ready to occupy our Kayaks. Divi and I took a double kayak and the rest were assigned single seaters. It was already noon and the sun was shining up high. I am a fair skinned guy who had an oversized tee and shorts on. I had to have sunscreen. I hurriedly asked them if they can wait sometime before I get a sunscreen. After all we had nothing else planned before heading to party at a nightclub in the evening. They very helpfully agreed. And I took the Scooty in search of a shop. It wasn’t a minute after I had started riding the Scooty when I received a text from Divi
First text: “The operator says we can start rowing now and you can join us when we are back.”
Second text: “He says he will give you the complete 30 min of rowing and we will get whatever time you take to reach here as extra”
Third text: “We are starting. Come back soon ????????”
By the time I returned back to the spot, it was already 35 odd minutes gone. I parked the Scooty hurriedly and rushed to the edge of the staircase which led to the small makeshift dock for the kayaks. The kayaks were empty. I could see no one as far as eyes could see.
Somebody called my from my left. I noticed all the guys were huddled together at a bench a little way to my left. I walked through thin ghostly trees around a gravelly road, a sort of place that would give you the creeps at night. Where was Divi?
As I got closer, I found her. She was seated on the bench, the buttons of her shirt were unbuttoned. Her hair wet. Her white shirt and her skirt were slightly soiled with mud. (She had a fall into the water while exiting her kayak).
“Where were you?” she said, in quiet crying helplessness.
“You know. I couldn’t find anything nearby. What happened?”
“I missed you. I fell. In the mud. And in the water. I am so cold. I want to go home!” I still couldn’t understand why her shirt was unbuttoned.
Back at home, Divi gave me the silent treatment. It went on for an hour, and after I had irritated her enough trying to get her to talk, she exploded, "Teri jab v jarurat hot hai to gayab hi reheta hai yaar" (”Why are you never there when I need you the most?” )
“You know baby, I got sensitive skin, without that sunscreen I would now be nursing sun burns now.”
“Ughhhh? And what about me? All those strangers were around me when I fell in the water. They were the ones that helped me. Aur Mera boyfriend gaya tha benched sunscreen lene!”
"Arre mean Jyotshi hun kya? much raise maloom tu giregi paani mein?"
(“Well, how do you expect me to predict that you were going to take a tumble?”)
And that did it. She was so pissed, she was back to her silent treatment. Just like that, she took a nap.
After sometime, her phone’s WhatsApp notification went off. She was fast asleep, so I checked who it was from. It was from Kunal. And he had sent some pictures. I looked at her, biting my lip. I knew her passcode. I saw the pics.
“Here are the pics I took of you. Your follower count would shoot through the roof now????”
There were 5 pics and she had her shirt off in 4 of them! And all the 4 of them were from behind her on a kayak. It was just her bare back with the bra straps. Her back was wet with streaks of water in some of them. And in the remaining one, she faced the camera with the buttons of her shirt undone, proudly flashing a V sign.
I couldn’t sleep. Was I being conservative? Uncool? Insecure? I mean, it wasn’t unlike her. She has always been confident in her skin and outgoing but something felt just weird here. Something dark. But this wasn’t really cheating. Hmm… I took another look at the pics and I realised, Kunal took them while sitting centimetres away from her, his eyes feasting on her bare back.
Nah. It’s fine, I said to myself. And shut all negative thoughts out. Well, whose bed is she in now? Mine!
For the evening, the plans were to visit a nightclub. And this is where all hell broke loose.