Hello all, this is the story of me Praveen with Shubhra and Jass. We connected through my old Stories, and here today, we are writing our story together. We have not met yet. But one day we want to meet and make this fantasy a reality. If you have any suggestions to make our fantasy better, write back to us.
Okay, let’s not waste your time. As we said before, we connected through this platform . We don’t want to get into the details of how we met. We directly start with our romantic fantasy. For the sake of the story, we keep it in the past tense.
You know it’s quite difficult to get away alone from our family and regular chores to meet up. We made a plan to join a group guided tour to Goa. Meet up as strangers on the trip from different parts of the country. We landed in Goa airport, this is where our story begins.
Even though we talked and sexted a lot, it was a very different feeling to meet the person physically. We were so excited and felt butterflies in our stomachs. The tour coordinator was gathering all the people at the airport.
Jass: (Even though I had seen her picture, I was not sure if I would be able to recognize her. My eyes were searching for her all over. We had decided our dress code so that it was easy to recognize. I saw a girl coming out with her blue trolley luggage, a small bag pack, black harem pants, and a little grey rugged short top.
Her belly was little exposed, Air Pods in her ear, silky and light colored hair. Oops, that was so perfectly sexy. My heart was saying that was not the girl, she was too good to be my hottie. But when she was walking towards me, I had the slow-motion effect of Bollywood running through my mind. Her first smile confirmed it to me: that was her, that was her, that was her, my hottie Shubhra.)
Shubhra: (I was a bit delayed as my luggage came out late, I was rushing to the assembly area. As I approached, my eyes were searching for him. Our guide was shouting out for me, but it wasn’t going to my head. I saw a man sitting with brown harem pants, a batik print shirt, wearing sunglasses, and reading a book. I wasn’t sure, but I was walking towards him. As I approached him, he removed his sunglasses, and our big smile met each other. Well, I was impressed with the man, and he matched perfectly with the Goa vibe.
We both had an awkward situation there. We wanted to hug each other to greet each other. But online and physical are a bit different, so we just ended up saying ‘hi’. Then we walked to the tour coordinator with an awkward silence between us. But we were walking close, brushing each other’s arms.
The group assembly was complete by then, so we were taken to the Caravela Beach Resort in Goa. It was dawn by the time we reached and got fresh. Nothing much was scheduled for that day so we were just left to chill around the resort. We had managed to take the room next to each other and behind it was a private pool for the guests staying around those rooms. Through the airport, we were talking about everything from cricket to politics. Yeah, we still needed an icebreaker. We came near our rooms.)