05-10-2022, 03:01 PM
It was next day when I told Mr. Khurana about baby, he was shocked as I predicted but he was happy too, he said he hope it was his, but even of it was from those three men, he will think of it as his, because it was for him, I did that. I was one happy woman. Mr. Khuran was excited about baby. it was different when I told this news to Ranjeet.
""How the fuck did that happen?"
"I don't know...."
"Its better be mine bitch, don't you think You will be free because you got knocked up"
This was what I got from Ranjeet. Manohar took it well, a little bit excited. It was one week after the party when Rahul came to office to meet his father. I was just passing in the lobby, as soon as he saw me He tried to escape. Fortunately I caught him.
"Rahul listen..."
"I am Sorry, I have to go..Mr. "
"Arrora, Shalini Arrora"
"Yes Mam, I am sorry but I have to go"
"No Rahul, listen,..I am sorry for..."
"No you have nothing to sorry about, it was my fault..."
"Don't say that Rahul..,"He was trying to not meet my eyes. I grabbed his hand and said dragging him.
"Look we need to go and talk somewhere, come with me", he followed me like a puppy. I was feeling sorry of the poor boy, I don't how he had taken the whole thing. We went to company canteen. There we sat and started talking. I explained to him that i was drunk and out of my mind. He was hiding something, he was more depressed than i thought when pressed he spilled everything. When i was giving this boy a blow job his girlfriend who was at party had seen us, and left the party, he ran after him. But she did not listen to him.
"Look I will explain it to him"
"She knows it was you but its not about you, she said even if it were you , I should have protested it"
"But you were boy, I forced you"
"No you did not, I could have said no , but I let it happen"
"Listen we can solve your problem, I will explain it him"
"I don't think she will listen to anything about me, she now know think we are all same"
"All same?"
"He father told her, not to hang out with me, but we were attracted to each other, since our 9th grade, his father is rival of dad and grand pa, he thinks Dad and grand pa are woman stealing bastards."
"What why would they say so, and why..."
"Dad did business with him once and then according to him dad fucked his wife, and then she left him, off course dad denied everything, nothing proved, but her mom left her dad, and now she is married again, and left the city."
I knew there must be some truth, in what he had heard. But it was about him not his father
"But you have no choice..."
"I had but I...." he started crying. I took him by hand and lead him out of building and drive home. Manohar was not home, so I made drink for Rahul, I don’t know what I took him home with me; maybe I was trying to ease his pain. He started to get up and leave many times but I grabbed him and made him sit.
He was crying again, as I listened to his words. I slid forward on the seat, took his face in my hands, kissed him passionately, then slid to my knees; he embraced me and said, "I LOVE YOU!"
""How the fuck did that happen?"
"I don't know...."
"Its better be mine bitch, don't you think You will be free because you got knocked up"
This was what I got from Ranjeet. Manohar took it well, a little bit excited. It was one week after the party when Rahul came to office to meet his father. I was just passing in the lobby, as soon as he saw me He tried to escape. Fortunately I caught him.
"Rahul listen..."
"I am Sorry, I have to go..Mr. "
"Arrora, Shalini Arrora"
"Yes Mam, I am sorry but I have to go"
"No Rahul, listen,..I am sorry for..."
"No you have nothing to sorry about, it was my fault..."
"Don't say that Rahul..,"He was trying to not meet my eyes. I grabbed his hand and said dragging him.
"Look we need to go and talk somewhere, come with me", he followed me like a puppy. I was feeling sorry of the poor boy, I don't how he had taken the whole thing. We went to company canteen. There we sat and started talking. I explained to him that i was drunk and out of my mind. He was hiding something, he was more depressed than i thought when pressed he spilled everything. When i was giving this boy a blow job his girlfriend who was at party had seen us, and left the party, he ran after him. But she did not listen to him.
"Look I will explain it to him"
"She knows it was you but its not about you, she said even if it were you , I should have protested it"
"But you were boy, I forced you"
"No you did not, I could have said no , but I let it happen"
"Listen we can solve your problem, I will explain it him"
"I don't think she will listen to anything about me, she now know think we are all same"
"All same?"
"He father told her, not to hang out with me, but we were attracted to each other, since our 9th grade, his father is rival of dad and grand pa, he thinks Dad and grand pa are woman stealing bastards."
"What why would they say so, and why..."
"Dad did business with him once and then according to him dad fucked his wife, and then she left him, off course dad denied everything, nothing proved, but her mom left her dad, and now she is married again, and left the city."
I knew there must be some truth, in what he had heard. But it was about him not his father
"But you have no choice..."
"I had but I...." he started crying. I took him by hand and lead him out of building and drive home. Manohar was not home, so I made drink for Rahul, I don’t know what I took him home with me; maybe I was trying to ease his pain. He started to get up and leave many times but I grabbed him and made him sit.
He was crying again, as I listened to his words. I slid forward on the seat, took his face in my hands, kissed him passionately, then slid to my knees; he embraced me and said, "I LOVE YOU!"
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