28-11-2021, 02:42 PM
Sadaf and Tina managed to miss her only by a few minutes. Vicky saw his bedroom. The bedsheet was full of stains of love juices and cum. There was no way in the world that he could have let his mother see the sheet. It would kill him.
He picked up the sheet from the bed and spread the Vaseline wherever he saw the stain. He would then lie that he spread the Vaseline as he lost the grip. He then put it in the washing machine and washed it. The bedsheet was then duly hung on wire on the terrace to find some sun shine. The stained parts were deliberately rubbed again with hands so as to remove them fully.
He then had lunch with Tina and Sadaf. But all the time he was thinking about Mrs Kapoor. He had to go in for the kill. In the evening his parents came, he told them about Vaseline spilling incident. He got the usual round of words. Nothing major but only guidance. His parents were happy that he managed to wash the bed sheet. It was the first time he had done that. His mother was also surprised but not suspicious. Necessity is the mother of invention he thought.
He went out with his friends in the evening and forgot about everything in a fiercely fought football game. He was on the winning side. Everything that day was going as per script.
After his dinner, he went for his usual terrace round. He found Sadaf waiting for him. He realized that the fortunate day had made him forget about the hottie Sadaf. It was Mrs Kapoor for him now but ignoring his gorgeous beauty would be an insult to God. They spoke the usual things. One more round of thanks from her regarding Dahiya issue, prompted him to say “yaar dahiya ka thanks bahut ho gaya (you have thanked me enough regarding Dahiya) – I feel odd – that chapter is closed – forget it”
She smiled and say ok.
But he joined in with a quick repartee “Kya hai sirf shabdon ka hee thanks hai” (is it thanks only with words) and started laughing. She joined in the laughter.
He picked up the sheet from the bed and spread the Vaseline wherever he saw the stain. He would then lie that he spread the Vaseline as he lost the grip. He then put it in the washing machine and washed it. The bedsheet was then duly hung on wire on the terrace to find some sun shine. The stained parts were deliberately rubbed again with hands so as to remove them fully.
He then had lunch with Tina and Sadaf. But all the time he was thinking about Mrs Kapoor. He had to go in for the kill. In the evening his parents came, he told them about Vaseline spilling incident. He got the usual round of words. Nothing major but only guidance. His parents were happy that he managed to wash the bed sheet. It was the first time he had done that. His mother was also surprised but not suspicious. Necessity is the mother of invention he thought.
He went out with his friends in the evening and forgot about everything in a fiercely fought football game. He was on the winning side. Everything that day was going as per script.
After his dinner, he went for his usual terrace round. He found Sadaf waiting for him. He realized that the fortunate day had made him forget about the hottie Sadaf. It was Mrs Kapoor for him now but ignoring his gorgeous beauty would be an insult to God. They spoke the usual things. One more round of thanks from her regarding Dahiya issue, prompted him to say “yaar dahiya ka thanks bahut ho gaya (you have thanked me enough regarding Dahiya) – I feel odd – that chapter is closed – forget it”
She smiled and say ok.
But he joined in with a quick repartee “Kya hai sirf shabdon ka hee thanks hai” (is it thanks only with words) and started laughing. She joined in the laughter.
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