We hugged like good old days and I was surprised to see him so well built, far more than our college days. He was surely looking more macho with a typical Casanova personality.
After pleasantries I genuinely asked “what took you so long Vicky? We were supposed to meet at 6pm and it is nearing 7 now”. In his usual nonchalant way, he said “just chill buddy. This chick wanted a good bye fuck so I was busy giving it to her”.
I thought to myself that he did not mind keeping a childhood friend waiting just because he wanted to fuck that chick one last time. The eagerness and excitement with which I came her to meet him suddenly went to zero.
I had carefully planned my day to spend quality time with him but as I see it was not worth it. I was now fully in agreement with Uma’s opinion about Vicky and decided this was probably going to be my last meeting with him.
Maybe he can’t get his priorities right but I sure can. So we continued eating and drinking discussing about all these years and where we are now.
Vicky continued with his blabbering and constantly throwing insults at me trying to prove himself superior. This behaviour seemed to have only aggravated since I knew him from college days when he used to bully everyone.
Then promptly at 9pm I stepped out to call Uma because this place was too noisy to talk on phone. She again answered quickly and asked “so how did it go”?
I knew what she meant, I said “not as planned. A lot has changed. Anyway forget that, I called to say that I will have dinner with you only darling”.
Uma replied “I am sorry about your evening”. I answered “why should you be dear? You were right about him”. Uma replied “if you don’t mind can you bring something on your way back because I was so lost in my studies that I forgot to cook”.
I was surprised because I expected her to say that she was busy enjoying with someone and lost track of time. I said “oh don’t worry darling, I will bring something” and hung up.
I went back inside and Vicky had already ordered another round of drinks. I called the waiter and ordered a take away. Vicky said “why are you taking a parcel when we can have it right here Krishna”?
I said “I am already done drinking and I have my assistant waiting for me back home. Hence the take away for her”. Raising his eyebrows Vicky cockily asked “oh so you have an assistant now at home? Is she fuckable material or not”?
To be continued….
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