Keya. I missed her. She was still my best friend, but it wasn't the same anymore. Most of her time was occupied by her college and her guy. As for me, I was lonely. And as always, after the breakup I decided that, that was it. No more relationships. But that holds true until you find someone better than your ex. And that is how it was exactly with me.
It was the end of June. I left for Bangalore. I got training in Jet-Wings. But for me it was a reason to get away from my routine life. It sucked. I needed some fresh air. And what better than Bangalore. The moment I stepped on its soil, I fell in love with the weather. It was neither too hot, nor it was too dull. Mornings - chilly, Afternoon - pleasant, Evenings - rainy, Nights - Breezy. Who wouldn't like it ? The people here were very friendly. Although there was language barrier, they tried their best to help out. For me, a month in Bangalore was like an extended vacation. A break from my miserable, shitty life.
Week days in Bangalore used to be pretty hectic. Training from eight in the morning till 6 in the evening. And theory classes from six to eight after the training. But weekends were just amazing. Saturday nights belonged to booze and on Sundays we used to go out for road trips. Trying out new food joints every single day. Life in Bangalore was just blissful. The training center attracted some of the most brilliant aeronautical students from all over India, mainly from Chennai.
There was a girl in my batch from Delhi, Aayushi. Tall, straight hair, fair skinned, sharp glistening eyes, cute small nose, well toned body. Her usual attire consisted skimpy clothes like short skirts, hot pants, off-shoulder dresses. She looked glamorous, a bit too much for an engineer. A typical Delhiite.
I noticed her a couple of times during the training, but ignored her. Then I started spotting her in malls and multiplexes as well. I approached her and surprisingly she was very friendly. We exchanged numbers and eventually I befriended her. We started spending time together and when I got to know her, she was surprisingly very down-to-earth kind of a person. I started liking her but I was cautious not to go too much close to her. I didn't wanted to get hurt again. I knew this might not even last after I return back to Vadodara.
I still remember it very perfectly. It was a breezy Bangalore saturday night. She very softly and politely asked if we could drink tonight. I agreed. I bought a bottle of Smirnoff Vodka, a pint of cranberry breezer, a packet of classic milds cigarettes, a packet of cheesy bites and cheese balls for us. Only a smoker can understand the importance of the combination of alcohol and smoke. But I wanted to make sure that atleast I didn't get drunk tonight.
We entered her room. I was surprised to see a girls room so messy. Her clothes were scattered all over bed. Maybe she tried them all before going out with me tonight. The only thing clean in the room was her study table. She was quite a nerd for the glamorous look she had. I had hardly seen such a combination. She asked for 5 mins and I waited for her outside. I knew she was cleaning it. It didnt matter for me though. From the time she had asked to have a few drinks, there was a thought at the back of my mind. Maybe I am getting lucky tonight ? I was well prepared for such a situation. If you guys know what I mean.
She called me in. I entered. The room looked totally different. Well made bed, everything was in place. The room smelled great. I asked her where she wanted to drink. She pointed at the bed. I smiled. She winked. I sat on the corner of the bed waiting for her. I wanted to get comfortable, but I didnt wanted to look desperate. So I resisted. She entered her room. She was wearing white hot-pants and black t-shirt. Nothing extra-ordinary but she still managed to look unbelievably hot.
She asked me to serve the drinks. I made her a vodka-cranberry cocktail and a peg of neat for myself. We cheered and had a bottoms-up shot. She smiled at me and asked me to put on some music. I shuffled through my phone to find the appropriate song and played it. Edward Maya - Stereo Love. She raised her glass and I poured in another peg and soon after some time we were 4 pegs of neat Smirnoff Vodka down. I was still in my senses but she was tipsy. She giggled unnecessarily. Slapped me a couple of times.
I had to pee. I got up and went for it. As soon as I was back, I saw her finishing the rest of the bottle by herself. I knew she was drunk. I was surprised to see a Delhiite get drunk so easily. As soon as the last drop of vodka poured in her mouth she fell on her bed. I went up to her to tug her in properly. I got her inside her blanket. She asked for a hug. I hesitated but hugged her. I kissed her forehead. I was about to walk away from her. But she held my hand and pulled me towards her. She grabbed my collar and pressed me into her. We started to breathe heavily. I could feel her breath on my face. She was reeking from the stench of alcohol. But I didnt mind it at all. She closed her eyes and I leaned onto her. Our lips met. My heart started pounding. I was all over her. She started to unbutton my shirt. I just held her face and caressed her. She pushed me aside and now she was over me. Soon we were all over her room. On the bed, On the study table, Inside her washroom and finally on the floor. I was exhausted. I was breathing heavily but I had a smile on my face. A smile of satisfaction. She lay there next to me. She had passed-out. I took her to the bed. Finally tucked her in properly. It was already late so I decided to sleep at her place. I slept beside her and soon dozed off looking at her beautiful smiling face.
The next morning, she woke me up. Although she was drunk, I was really exhausted. I was up. I told her what all happened last night. She smiled at me and kissed me. She asked me never to mention what all happened ever again. I agreed to her. There were no strings attached. I wasn't particularly proud of it. But how many were lucky enough to land a girl like her. But it felt great. My first time ever.
It was the end of June. I left for Bangalore. I got training in Jet-Wings. But for me it was a reason to get away from my routine life. It sucked. I needed some fresh air. And what better than Bangalore. The moment I stepped on its soil, I fell in love with the weather. It was neither too hot, nor it was too dull. Mornings - chilly, Afternoon - pleasant, Evenings - rainy, Nights - Breezy. Who wouldn't like it ? The people here were very friendly. Although there was language barrier, they tried their best to help out. For me, a month in Bangalore was like an extended vacation. A break from my miserable, shitty life.
Week days in Bangalore used to be pretty hectic. Training from eight in the morning till 6 in the evening. And theory classes from six to eight after the training. But weekends were just amazing. Saturday nights belonged to booze and on Sundays we used to go out for road trips. Trying out new food joints every single day. Life in Bangalore was just blissful. The training center attracted some of the most brilliant aeronautical students from all over India, mainly from Chennai.
There was a girl in my batch from Delhi, Aayushi. Tall, straight hair, fair skinned, sharp glistening eyes, cute small nose, well toned body. Her usual attire consisted skimpy clothes like short skirts, hot pants, off-shoulder dresses. She looked glamorous, a bit too much for an engineer. A typical Delhiite.
I noticed her a couple of times during the training, but ignored her. Then I started spotting her in malls and multiplexes as well. I approached her and surprisingly she was very friendly. We exchanged numbers and eventually I befriended her. We started spending time together and when I got to know her, she was surprisingly very down-to-earth kind of a person. I started liking her but I was cautious not to go too much close to her. I didn't wanted to get hurt again. I knew this might not even last after I return back to Vadodara.
I still remember it very perfectly. It was a breezy Bangalore saturday night. She very softly and politely asked if we could drink tonight. I agreed. I bought a bottle of Smirnoff Vodka, a pint of cranberry breezer, a packet of classic milds cigarettes, a packet of cheesy bites and cheese balls for us. Only a smoker can understand the importance of the combination of alcohol and smoke. But I wanted to make sure that atleast I didn't get drunk tonight.
We entered her room. I was surprised to see a girls room so messy. Her clothes were scattered all over bed. Maybe she tried them all before going out with me tonight. The only thing clean in the room was her study table. She was quite a nerd for the glamorous look she had. I had hardly seen such a combination. She asked for 5 mins and I waited for her outside. I knew she was cleaning it. It didnt matter for me though. From the time she had asked to have a few drinks, there was a thought at the back of my mind. Maybe I am getting lucky tonight ? I was well prepared for such a situation. If you guys know what I mean.
She called me in. I entered. The room looked totally different. Well made bed, everything was in place. The room smelled great. I asked her where she wanted to drink. She pointed at the bed. I smiled. She winked. I sat on the corner of the bed waiting for her. I wanted to get comfortable, but I didnt wanted to look desperate. So I resisted. She entered her room. She was wearing white hot-pants and black t-shirt. Nothing extra-ordinary but she still managed to look unbelievably hot.
She asked me to serve the drinks. I made her a vodka-cranberry cocktail and a peg of neat for myself. We cheered and had a bottoms-up shot. She smiled at me and asked me to put on some music. I shuffled through my phone to find the appropriate song and played it. Edward Maya - Stereo Love. She raised her glass and I poured in another peg and soon after some time we were 4 pegs of neat Smirnoff Vodka down. I was still in my senses but she was tipsy. She giggled unnecessarily. Slapped me a couple of times.
I had to pee. I got up and went for it. As soon as I was back, I saw her finishing the rest of the bottle by herself. I knew she was drunk. I was surprised to see a Delhiite get drunk so easily. As soon as the last drop of vodka poured in her mouth she fell on her bed. I went up to her to tug her in properly. I got her inside her blanket. She asked for a hug. I hesitated but hugged her. I kissed her forehead. I was about to walk away from her. But she held my hand and pulled me towards her. She grabbed my collar and pressed me into her. We started to breathe heavily. I could feel her breath on my face. She was reeking from the stench of alcohol. But I didnt mind it at all. She closed her eyes and I leaned onto her. Our lips met. My heart started pounding. I was all over her. She started to unbutton my shirt. I just held her face and caressed her. She pushed me aside and now she was over me. Soon we were all over her room. On the bed, On the study table, Inside her washroom and finally on the floor. I was exhausted. I was breathing heavily but I had a smile on my face. A smile of satisfaction. She lay there next to me. She had passed-out. I took her to the bed. Finally tucked her in properly. It was already late so I decided to sleep at her place. I slept beside her and soon dozed off looking at her beautiful smiling face.
The next morning, she woke me up. Although she was drunk, I was really exhausted. I was up. I told her what all happened last night. She smiled at me and kissed me. She asked me never to mention what all happened ever again. I agreed to her. There were no strings attached. I wasn't particularly proud of it. But how many were lucky enough to land a girl like her. But it felt great. My first time ever.
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