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M23 here. My girlfriend F22. Her name is Sonal. Short heighted, fit body and very conservative and innocent. We are living together since more than 5 years.
We had a common friend turned enemy whose name was Prashant. A typical rowdy broad guy who looks for people to humiliate then anyway. He lived near our residence and didn’t used to interact in a civil manner. Always chaotic and notorious for his petty crimes. Though he had a political connection. Sonal also hated him as he was disrespectful to the women as well.
Once while I was going to get some dinner, Prashant came near me drunk and all messed up and tried to take a fight with me. I was bubbled up with anger and I hit him. He fell down and his friends picked him up and forcibly took me to the station alleging that I slapped Prashant delibrately. I also told the police that it wasn’t my fault and he was drunk and was gonna hit me. The officer almost heard nothing and said ‘You know who he is? What his status is? Mr Prashant you can go! And sir you have to stay with me for enquiry. You ll spend the night in jail.
I was shit scared. I begged the officer to l leave me and he refused. He showed me his mobile phone had a recent DM. It was Prashant. He clicked a picture of my home. He then video called me back from my residence. Sonal was crying and concerned over me. It was festive time so she was wearing a maroon saree and was looking beautiful. Prashant said, ‘This is what you get for underestimating me. Sonal kept apologising Prashant for my behaviour when the officer cut the call. The officer asked me, why do you take fight with such people. Don’t worry he won’t hurt anyone. You can go now.
I quickly took my phone and rushed my residence. I saw the gate opened. But the living room was closed. I tried to peek from the window when I was shocked in fear and humiliation. Sonal’s saree was lying around the corner and Prashant was sitting on the sofa with his pants unzipped with Sonal in the maroon blouse bouncing on his lap, moaning ‘Oh Prashant, ji’ ‘Oh, I’m sorry for my boyfriend’s behaviour. I hope this won’t spoil this new relation Prashant Ji, Ohhh’
I could do nothing, but I felt my dick rosing out of shame and lust. I took it out and started jerking it off without letting them know I was there. When Prashant finally came on Sonal’s face, her eyes were filled with both pleasure and guily. He told her ‘Clean it up so your boy doesn’t know I was here. ‘
And her expression was sensual and erotic. She felt enjoyed and satisfied. When Prashant came out, he saw me peeking through the window. He came near me and said, ‘Don’t worry, our conflicts are resolved. I’ll probably keep coming to greet Sonal Ji’.
I acted out to come late to the living room when I saw Sonal. She again dressed up in the same maroon saree like nothing happened. I told her about the conflict and she said. It won’t happen again because Prashant ji has moved on from the enmity. He won’t bother us.
She lied. I knew. But I let it be that way.
I ll tell you about what happened next in the next part of the story….
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