18-09-2022, 06:16 AM
Blame It On The Night
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The last Saturday of this June was the most amazing and wicked weekend getaway I have ever experienced in my life. I was in a dilemma for most of the time should I write about this or not. But then I thought what the heck.
A group getaway was long due for all of us. When I say us what I mean is a group of five couples namely: Anjila Siddique and Nimish Jain, Vaishali Kapur (Me) and Shoeib Alam, Pratibha Saxena and Sumit Bharadwaj, Pritha Ghoshal and Hemant Shah, Sneha Tandon and Vikram Shetty.
We had hired two cars and made an overnight drive to reach our destination. The name of the place is not important. Anyway, all through Saturday we fooled around together, went for sight seeing, teased each other, played some outdoor games, clicked some breathtaking photographs and just before returning to the hotel all the couples gave each other space as we went our separate ways to spend time with our hooked ones.
At night we were back for dinner in the small but stylish restaurant of the hotel. Most importantly the food was nice and they were able to arrange for the drinks we had asked them to before hand.
Since Pritha and Hemant's room was comparatively bigger so post-dinner all of us assembled in their room in order to check out the sweet-sexy-crazy photographs we shot all through the night and day.
We carried over our boozing ordeal from the restaurant to the room with the guys drinking Whiskey while the girls sipped Vodka. All of us were in our night dress with the girls wearing shorts of different colors and lengths along with tees and tank tops while the guys were in shorts and gym-vests.
Once we were done perusing the photographs we thought of playing Truth and Dare. We gave each other all kinds of mischievous and funny acts on Dare and asked some seriously dirty questions during the Truth part. But an hour and half later all of it became a big bad bore. People had started yawning. It was then Nimish said, "The world is going to end next year. December 2012."
"Bullshit!" Shoeib retorted.
"That's what they are saying."
"Who are they?" I asked, piqued.
"The calendars of Maya civilization."
"Do you believe in such stuff?" Anjila asked Nimish.
Anjila and Nimish were hooked since three years now. Anjila clearly had the biggest assets among the girls in our group which made her act snobbish at times while Nimish was more of a guy next door. I didn't quite like Anjila much. May be because she had a 'fuller' figure than me or what I don't know. The dislike was of course not to an extent that was beyond my tolerance.
"I don't know." Nimish said.
"Like always. You are never sure of anything you say." Anjila finished her drink. She had contempt in her voice which by now we knew was a routine whenever she talked to Nimish. Especially in our presence. She never let go of a chance to boss or some times even patronize him.
"But I believe in it." Hemant said.
At 37, he was the oldest of all the guys and gals present by a decade. He was married and yet in a relationship with Pritha who was of our age. He always told her he would eventually divorce his wife and marry her but then he had been saying so from the last two years. Anyway, as friends we did alert Pritha about him but in the end we all quietly resigned since it really was 'her' life.
"Really?" I asked again. Smirnoff was making my head spin slightly. Still, I was in control. Or so I thought.
"Yes. So its better to enjoy as much as one can before it all ends." Hemant shot a lecherous smile at Pritha who avoided eye contact.
"Doomsday or no doomsday I enjoy anyway." It was Shoeib again.
My lover. I have already told you about him and me in my first story in this portal. We were still going steady. Or should I say we were fucking steady.
"The thought is scary none the less." Sneha raised her voice.
She was the 'good girl' of our group or so she behaved and made us believe. She had a flawless fair skin and innocent facial features.
"Everything is scary for you. From doomsday to getting laid before marriage." Sneha's boy friend Vikram taunted. The sharpness in his voice told us someone was speaking from experience.
"That's my choice." Sneha suddenly sounded serious.
"Yeah, I know." Vikram made a face.
"Someone sounds frustrated." I joked. People laughed except Sneha.
Honestly, Vikram was a stud and I had a crush on him which only Shoeib and Pratibha knew about. He was tall, dark and muscular.
"Come on sweetheart its okay." Pratibha comforted Sneha.
Pratibha was the super bitch of our group. A highly manipulative girl. I had an on and off relation with her. That night it was off. I must agree she had this killer model kind of a figure. But that's about the good things about her. Some guys say that's enough. Well, that's debatable. She was dating her college boy friend Sumit who I felt wasn't quite made for her. I can't explain why. You look at some couple and know they aren't made for the other. Again, none of my business.
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The last Saturday of this June was the most amazing and wicked weekend getaway I have ever experienced in my life. I was in a dilemma for most of the time should I write about this or not. But then I thought what the heck.
A group getaway was long due for all of us. When I say us what I mean is a group of five couples namely: Anjila Siddique and Nimish Jain, Vaishali Kapur (Me) and Shoeib Alam, Pratibha Saxena and Sumit Bharadwaj, Pritha Ghoshal and Hemant Shah, Sneha Tandon and Vikram Shetty.
We had hired two cars and made an overnight drive to reach our destination. The name of the place is not important. Anyway, all through Saturday we fooled around together, went for sight seeing, teased each other, played some outdoor games, clicked some breathtaking photographs and just before returning to the hotel all the couples gave each other space as we went our separate ways to spend time with our hooked ones.
At night we were back for dinner in the small but stylish restaurant of the hotel. Most importantly the food was nice and they were able to arrange for the drinks we had asked them to before hand.
Since Pritha and Hemant's room was comparatively bigger so post-dinner all of us assembled in their room in order to check out the sweet-sexy-crazy photographs we shot all through the night and day.
We carried over our boozing ordeal from the restaurant to the room with the guys drinking Whiskey while the girls sipped Vodka. All of us were in our night dress with the girls wearing shorts of different colors and lengths along with tees and tank tops while the guys were in shorts and gym-vests.
Once we were done perusing the photographs we thought of playing Truth and Dare. We gave each other all kinds of mischievous and funny acts on Dare and asked some seriously dirty questions during the Truth part. But an hour and half later all of it became a big bad bore. People had started yawning. It was then Nimish said, "The world is going to end next year. December 2012."
"Bullshit!" Shoeib retorted.
"That's what they are saying."
"Who are they?" I asked, piqued.
"The calendars of Maya civilization."
"Do you believe in such stuff?" Anjila asked Nimish.
Anjila and Nimish were hooked since three years now. Anjila clearly had the biggest assets among the girls in our group which made her act snobbish at times while Nimish was more of a guy next door. I didn't quite like Anjila much. May be because she had a 'fuller' figure than me or what I don't know. The dislike was of course not to an extent that was beyond my tolerance.
"I don't know." Nimish said.
"Like always. You are never sure of anything you say." Anjila finished her drink. She had contempt in her voice which by now we knew was a routine whenever she talked to Nimish. Especially in our presence. She never let go of a chance to boss or some times even patronize him.
"But I believe in it." Hemant said.
At 37, he was the oldest of all the guys and gals present by a decade. He was married and yet in a relationship with Pritha who was of our age. He always told her he would eventually divorce his wife and marry her but then he had been saying so from the last two years. Anyway, as friends we did alert Pritha about him but in the end we all quietly resigned since it really was 'her' life.
"Really?" I asked again. Smirnoff was making my head spin slightly. Still, I was in control. Or so I thought.
"Yes. So its better to enjoy as much as one can before it all ends." Hemant shot a lecherous smile at Pritha who avoided eye contact.
"Doomsday or no doomsday I enjoy anyway." It was Shoeib again.
My lover. I have already told you about him and me in my first story in this portal. We were still going steady. Or should I say we were fucking steady.
"The thought is scary none the less." Sneha raised her voice.
She was the 'good girl' of our group or so she behaved and made us believe. She had a flawless fair skin and innocent facial features.
"Everything is scary for you. From doomsday to getting laid before marriage." Sneha's boy friend Vikram taunted. The sharpness in his voice told us someone was speaking from experience.
"That's my choice." Sneha suddenly sounded serious.
"Yeah, I know." Vikram made a face.
"Someone sounds frustrated." I joked. People laughed except Sneha.
Honestly, Vikram was a stud and I had a crush on him which only Shoeib and Pratibha knew about. He was tall, dark and muscular.
"Come on sweetheart its okay." Pratibha comforted Sneha.
Pratibha was the super bitch of our group. A highly manipulative girl. I had an on and off relation with her. That night it was off. I must agree she had this killer model kind of a figure. But that's about the good things about her. Some guys say that's enough. Well, that's debatable. She was dating her college boy friend Sumit who I felt wasn't quite made for her. I can't explain why. You look at some couple and know they aren't made for the other. Again, none of my business.
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