24-09-2024, 05:42 PM
This story is based on real life and have written as it is. Although ending may not be what you expect, it's still what it is.
Met my friend Devi during my high college days and we reconnected years after that and became good friends again.
Story starts with us being 22 years old. Devi being a cute Indian girl with simple looks, but modern outlook. I on the other hand, little shy when it comes to dating and asking girls out.
We used to hang out, go to the occasional movies together as friends and may be grab some food after. I never thought of her more than a friend but still had a secret little crush on her. She was very much the only female friend I had in my life, so I did not over step our boundaries.
A year or two later, I told her I wanted to date as I've never been on a date. We met at a cafe and it felt like two friends hanging out and nothing special.
Another time, she invited me to her home to watch a movie. Although we were alone in the room and no one to disturb us, I did not make a move while she laid on her bed watching. It was a missed opportunity and I felt like she wanted me to make a move also.
Many years later, I and her and a few friends were travelling together. We had our own rooms and she shared a room with another girl. We would get drunk almost every night and some how end up sharing the same blanket when talking. One night, I was too drunk to go back to my room and I slept on her bed while she shared the another bed with the other girl.
I could not sleep, and she called me out silently in the night and asked me to come share the blanket with her again. Found my self at the edge of her bed, while another girl also slept in the same bed. Before I knew it, we were spooning. I was nearly falling off, but she made sure to move in a little bit more and pulled my arm across her breast and hold her tight. We spooned with chin on her shoulder, my chest to her back, my hardness pressed against her ass. I wished for the night to never end, but unfortunately it did.
We never spoke of that night. Months later later, she proposed the idea of friends with benefit, but told me soon after that emotions will get involved and things will get messy as friends. That was the end of it.
We remain good friends.
Met my friend Devi during my high college days and we reconnected years after that and became good friends again.
Story starts with us being 22 years old. Devi being a cute Indian girl with simple looks, but modern outlook. I on the other hand, little shy when it comes to dating and asking girls out.
We used to hang out, go to the occasional movies together as friends and may be grab some food after. I never thought of her more than a friend but still had a secret little crush on her. She was very much the only female friend I had in my life, so I did not over step our boundaries.
A year or two later, I told her I wanted to date as I've never been on a date. We met at a cafe and it felt like two friends hanging out and nothing special.
Another time, she invited me to her home to watch a movie. Although we were alone in the room and no one to disturb us, I did not make a move while she laid on her bed watching. It was a missed opportunity and I felt like she wanted me to make a move also.
Many years later, I and her and a few friends were travelling together. We had our own rooms and she shared a room with another girl. We would get drunk almost every night and some how end up sharing the same blanket when talking. One night, I was too drunk to go back to my room and I slept on her bed while she shared the another bed with the other girl.
I could not sleep, and she called me out silently in the night and asked me to come share the blanket with her again. Found my self at the edge of her bed, while another girl also slept in the same bed. Before I knew it, we were spooning. I was nearly falling off, but she made sure to move in a little bit more and pulled my arm across her breast and hold her tight. We spooned with chin on her shoulder, my chest to her back, my hardness pressed against her ass. I wished for the night to never end, but unfortunately it did.
We never spoke of that night. Months later later, she proposed the idea of friends with benefit, but told me soon after that emotions will get involved and things will get messy as friends. That was the end of it.
We remain good friends.
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