01-05-2022, 05:36 PM
Chapter 39 – Enacted Innocence
(POV – Aishu)
A flash of panty for a moment’s time is different; standing with torn up saree in front of a professional crowd is different. Even though I have exhibitionist thought, this isn’t one such moment. Everyone out there looked at me with some sort of condescending look. They wanted me to move away from the area and I felt they disliked me being there and spoiling their professional party. I had no strength to look at anyone, importantly, Sandy or Meghna. Sure she must be laughing at me right now.
I just ran out of the place holding my torn up saree over my blouse and reached for the lift. I entered into my room and fell over the bed and started sobbing which turned to crying. How humiliating. A wardrobe malfunction does affect girls deeply even though if it’s a fleeting occurrence for others. I wanted the moment to be a bad dream and one saving grace was the amount of alcohol in my body reduced my humiliation thoughts to a little extent.
I thought this is what I will get if I try to be a bad girl. May be I am not born for such activities after all. Dressing like that and dancing with strangers who grope my ass and hip. Grope. Yes. How dare he grope my ass and even I was silent about it. At times, Yes, silent innocent girls have most perverted thoughts and have deeper desires which none can imagine.
I was still not able to accept what happened and I heard the sound of a door opening, Someone is entering the room. I wiped my tears in hurry and saw Ravi entering in and he turned back to the door and said,
“You both go to your rooms. I will be back after sometime.”
Both. Sandy and Meghna. Hmm.
He entered in and sat near me. I just kept quiet and stared at the floor.
“Aish”
“…”
“It was just an accident.”
“Ok”
“Don’t take it into heart.”
“Mmm”
“It’s okay. It happens.”
“But, why me?” I couldn’t control anymore. I started sobbing again as he has reminded me of the happening.
“Hey don’t cry. Please. Just forget it.”
I was still sobbing and felt his hands over my shoulder. Gentle touch it was. Something I really needed and the room’s chillness was subdued by the warm touch and it made me feel better.
“It is nothing. It was my entire fault; I accidentally stepped over your saree. Stop thinking about it;”
I remained silent and I got reminded off Meghan bitch and I purposefully said, “What about Meghna? What would she have thought? Sandy? Won’t everyone will talk about it back at Chennai. Even you? What you must have thought. “. I sobbed.
“Nothing has happened and they won’t speak about it either. Please stop worrying dear”
His hand’s grip increased in my shoulder and I liked it. May be effect of alcohol or comforting after such a dressing disaster or may be the fact that Meghna knows I am in with Ravi alone and I might wanna prolong this occurrence. Third one is probable but, I don’t want that to be true. I am innocent. That’s how I want me to be.
I sobbed again a little. May be purposefully. You’ll never know.
“Hey Aishu. Please.”
He lifted my chin and looked into my eyes. Man. The guy is handsome really. Was kinda attractive too. I just showed my most innocent and helpless face that men always likes in women. Men always want women to be helpless and let men help them. Actually men are the actual helpless beings. My enacted innocence seemed to have attracted him a lot. He stuttered in his speech.
“Er.Ple.. Er.. Don’t.. Hm,. Ccry. Aishu.”
I shed a tiny drop of tear again and this time his hands from my shoulder travelled on to my bare back in the blouse. It simply moved around my back making my shudder and touched the place where I had the pin on and the place pin has tore off. His fingers moved slightly in the area and I still remained silent.
“How Can I forget..”
Before I could forget the sentence, his lips were over mine. My God. What a speed and what a force. I was amazed and he started chewing my bottom lips like a wild man. I have never kissed anyone except Ajju and this kiss felt different and good. May be it feels good as it is different. He kissed and pushed me to the bed and threw away the already torn saree away.
“Ravi. What are you doing?” I shouted already knowing what he is doing.
He lied over me as if he was deaf and again kissed my lips and cheeks and moved on to my neck like a mad man.
“Please stop. Please.” I suppose I shouted really to stop him. But, who knows. Alcohol has made me forget my real feelings.
He was well built and so heavier than my husband, his lying over me made me suffocate a bit and my body found it hard to bear his weight.
And, Damn, His hands were over my breasts the very next moment. He started crushing it and moved his hands over like a monkey moving.
“Ravi. Please stop now. Please.”
He was busy in his works and in-spite of such happenings, my body betrayed me and I could feel I was wet. His hands touched my hip and pinched it hard and I let out a shout to stop him.
“Ravii”
His hands moved even lower and touched bottom part of my saree and in moments I think he will feel my pussy and might think I liked it and I am a slut like Meghna by the wetness. I don’t want it to happen. It was fun before to tease but this real happening frightens me. I desperately wanted him to stop. But, He was in no mood to stop.
His hands fumbled with my saree and petticoat and I never heard the door open and I heard,
“Ravi. It’s your phone.”
Meghna. My God. I looked at her and Ravi stopped what he was doing and looked at her. She gave me a despise looks and saw him shockingly.
I was lying there under him, my blouse’s first hook was open and my black bra was visible out and my navel was clearly visible and I was looking at her from bed.
Ravi didn’t know what to do. He just stood and went out and it was Meghna who closed the door after giving me another dirty look and right before the door closed, I saw Sandy too standing there looking at me in a moment. In my worst state.
And none returned back the entire night.
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(POV – Aishu)
A flash of panty for a moment’s time is different; standing with torn up saree in front of a professional crowd is different. Even though I have exhibitionist thought, this isn’t one such moment. Everyone out there looked at me with some sort of condescending look. They wanted me to move away from the area and I felt they disliked me being there and spoiling their professional party. I had no strength to look at anyone, importantly, Sandy or Meghna. Sure she must be laughing at me right now.
I just ran out of the place holding my torn up saree over my blouse and reached for the lift. I entered into my room and fell over the bed and started sobbing which turned to crying. How humiliating. A wardrobe malfunction does affect girls deeply even though if it’s a fleeting occurrence for others. I wanted the moment to be a bad dream and one saving grace was the amount of alcohol in my body reduced my humiliation thoughts to a little extent.
I thought this is what I will get if I try to be a bad girl. May be I am not born for such activities after all. Dressing like that and dancing with strangers who grope my ass and hip. Grope. Yes. How dare he grope my ass and even I was silent about it. At times, Yes, silent innocent girls have most perverted thoughts and have deeper desires which none can imagine.
I was still not able to accept what happened and I heard the sound of a door opening, Someone is entering the room. I wiped my tears in hurry and saw Ravi entering in and he turned back to the door and said,
“You both go to your rooms. I will be back after sometime.”
Both. Sandy and Meghna. Hmm.
He entered in and sat near me. I just kept quiet and stared at the floor.
“Aish”
“…”
“It was just an accident.”
“Ok”
“Don’t take it into heart.”
“Mmm”
“It’s okay. It happens.”
“But, why me?” I couldn’t control anymore. I started sobbing again as he has reminded me of the happening.
“Hey don’t cry. Please. Just forget it.”
I was still sobbing and felt his hands over my shoulder. Gentle touch it was. Something I really needed and the room’s chillness was subdued by the warm touch and it made me feel better.
“It is nothing. It was my entire fault; I accidentally stepped over your saree. Stop thinking about it;”
I remained silent and I got reminded off Meghan bitch and I purposefully said, “What about Meghna? What would she have thought? Sandy? Won’t everyone will talk about it back at Chennai. Even you? What you must have thought. “. I sobbed.
“Nothing has happened and they won’t speak about it either. Please stop worrying dear”
His hand’s grip increased in my shoulder and I liked it. May be effect of alcohol or comforting after such a dressing disaster or may be the fact that Meghna knows I am in with Ravi alone and I might wanna prolong this occurrence. Third one is probable but, I don’t want that to be true. I am innocent. That’s how I want me to be.
I sobbed again a little. May be purposefully. You’ll never know.
“Hey Aishu. Please.”
He lifted my chin and looked into my eyes. Man. The guy is handsome really. Was kinda attractive too. I just showed my most innocent and helpless face that men always likes in women. Men always want women to be helpless and let men help them. Actually men are the actual helpless beings. My enacted innocence seemed to have attracted him a lot. He stuttered in his speech.
“Er.Ple.. Er.. Don’t.. Hm,. Ccry. Aishu.”
I shed a tiny drop of tear again and this time his hands from my shoulder travelled on to my bare back in the blouse. It simply moved around my back making my shudder and touched the place where I had the pin on and the place pin has tore off. His fingers moved slightly in the area and I still remained silent.
“How Can I forget..”
Before I could forget the sentence, his lips were over mine. My God. What a speed and what a force. I was amazed and he started chewing my bottom lips like a wild man. I have never kissed anyone except Ajju and this kiss felt different and good. May be it feels good as it is different. He kissed and pushed me to the bed and threw away the already torn saree away.
“Ravi. What are you doing?” I shouted already knowing what he is doing.
He lied over me as if he was deaf and again kissed my lips and cheeks and moved on to my neck like a mad man.
“Please stop. Please.” I suppose I shouted really to stop him. But, who knows. Alcohol has made me forget my real feelings.
He was well built and so heavier than my husband, his lying over me made me suffocate a bit and my body found it hard to bear his weight.
And, Damn, His hands were over my breasts the very next moment. He started crushing it and moved his hands over like a monkey moving.
“Ravi. Please stop now. Please.”
He was busy in his works and in-spite of such happenings, my body betrayed me and I could feel I was wet. His hands touched my hip and pinched it hard and I let out a shout to stop him.
“Ravii”
His hands moved even lower and touched bottom part of my saree and in moments I think he will feel my pussy and might think I liked it and I am a slut like Meghna by the wetness. I don’t want it to happen. It was fun before to tease but this real happening frightens me. I desperately wanted him to stop. But, He was in no mood to stop.
His hands fumbled with my saree and petticoat and I never heard the door open and I heard,
“Ravi. It’s your phone.”
Meghna. My God. I looked at her and Ravi stopped what he was doing and looked at her. She gave me a despise looks and saw him shockingly.
I was lying there under him, my blouse’s first hook was open and my black bra was visible out and my navel was clearly visible and I was looking at her from bed.
Ravi didn’t know what to do. He just stood and went out and it was Meghna who closed the door after giving me another dirty look and right before the door closed, I saw Sandy too standing there looking at me in a moment. In my worst state.
And none returned back the entire night.
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