Apologies, let me continue. I could sense from everyone’s eyes that they were shocked to see my glow. I shook hands with everyone, including Arjun. His handshake was very firm. We made eye contact for more than necessary, and I became nervous, intentionally looking somewhere else. Then, we all chit-chatted, and Arjun and I spoke normally. We reminisced about events that were nostalgic. During this phase, I could somehow tell that Arjun was checking me out, as were many of our guy friends. Yes, I loved that attention a lot.
Then we went to the stage where the groom and bride were, congratulated them, took photos, and proceeded to the dining hall.
Since I was on a diet and avoided heavy meals at night, I only had a few items. Subsequently, everyone headed to the bar section. Given that I had to drive back and had also forgotten my glasses, I chose not to go and opted to spend more time with Rachana or anyone else. After a while, Rachana went to the dance floor and started dancing. She later pulled me to join, but being in a saree and heels, I limited myself, although I managed to dance a bit. I didn’t see Arjun; perhaps he was in the bar section. Afterward, I returned, sat down, and decided to leave. I invited Rachana to join, but she declined, enjoying herself and planning to reach home in the morning with someone else’s assistance. I agreed, went outside, and was surprised to find it raining. Unfortunately, I had to get drenched as my car was parked outside.
I got into my car, slightly wet due to the rain (physically wet, LOL). Since I was wearing a transparent saree, my cleavage was visible, but I ignored it. I turned on the music, started driving, and unknowingly took the longer route instead of the shortcut, which I later regretted. Stuck in traffic at 10 o’clock, the weather, the music, and my wet state made me wish I had a boyfriend. Although I don’t believe in relationships and only date guys for hookups, I haven’t had any recently due to work commitments. I thought about going home, watching some porn, and using my hero (DILDO). By the way, I live alone in a 1BHK, and my parents visit me occasionally.
Then, to my surprise, I saw Arjun near a bus stand, fully drenched. I could tell he was alone, as his bike (a KTM) was parked in front of the bus stand. I slowed down, contemplating whether to approach him. Unknowingly, I was a bit flustered, so I turned on my perfume without realizing it, reapplied my perfume, and adjusted my saree to reveal my cleavage and navel. I don’t know why I did that. I stopped and started calling him, but he didn’t notice. I called him on the phone, and he answered. I told him and began waving. He smiled, came over, and sat inside my car.
I said, “Arjun, what happened? I didn’t see you after dinner.” He answered, “No, Sahana, I really wanted to stay, but I got a call. So, I had to leave.” Thinking he might need a drop due to the heavy rain and an emergency, I suggested I could drop him wherever he wanted. He declined, saying, “No, Sahana, it’s too late. I think you need to reach home early. Maybe your parents might be waiting.” Since the next day was Sunday, I told him I lived alone and could still drop him. He insisted on a charger, so I offered to get it from the glove compartment. However, when I opened it, the charger fell. Both of us tried to grab it, accidentally bumping our heads. We apologized and found ourselves in close proximity, feeling each other’s hot breath. We made intense eye contact, saw each other’s lips, and he leaned in. We kissed, and I could taste chocolate on my lips, as he had chocolate ice cream at the wedding. We snapped back to reality as his phone started ringing.
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