A Diwali trip full of surprises
Couple
Submit Report This story is part of the 5208 series Hello to all readers. My name is Raj (35, male) and my bestie is Sonali (35, female). This happened last year during Diwali vacations. First, there is a little background of the story. All names have been changed to maintain privacy. We were 3 friends in college: Me, Dhriti (now my wife) and Sonali. After college, I dated Dhriti and later married her. Meanwhile, Sonali dated some guy and got married to him. Our marriages were around similar times, and we celebrated with each other like anything. Me and Sonali had a long history of partying hard whenever we met, and we continued the tradition during our respective weddings also. We used to drink and smoke up like anything. 1 year down the line, Sonali was reeling with a bitter divorce, while Dhriti went for a job offer at a faraway place for 18 months and I was working on a project in Bihar. On a casual WhatsApp chat over upcoming Diwali plans, Sonali told she doesn’t want to go home as relatives will be there and she doesn’t want to be alone at Diwali. So, I proposed to her to come to Siliguri (as it was 4 hours away from my location and a 2-hour flight for her) and from there we can go towards Sikkim, as I was also alone. I shared the plan with Dhriti, and she said it’s ok. The trip was planned and an old bungalow converted to a guest house in a tea estate was booked. Sonali reached Bagdogra around noon, and I was there with the cab. We met and hugged each other as we hadn’t seen each other since my wedding. We took the cab, 7 hours later we were at our location, fully exhausted. During the journey, we talked about her trips abroad and my field excursions as part of my job. We decided to call it a night and retired to our respective rooms. Next day It was a cold chilly morning in the midst of the tea gardens. The bungalow was over a slope with tea gardens visible as far as you can see. The sun was shining brightly and the sound of water flowing, and birds chirping, was music to my ears. I was basking in the sun when Sonali joined me. I made her a cup of tea and planned for the day. As per suggestions from our host, there was a nice waterfall after about a 3 km trek. We had breakfast, got ready and started the trek. We reached the spot after a couple of hours of uphill trek. I had bought 2 rolled cigarettes and we sat at a beautiful peaceful spot to smoke up. We talked about our lives, and I told her how I almost broke up with Dhriti because of lack of sex in the relationship (to which she was surprised), which was still sparse after the wedding as she had moved far away. After that, we trekked back, smoked up the second cigarette at another spot. The downhill journey was fun. We reached back and decided to rest for some time, got dressed up in the evening for Diwali and celebrate. As decided before, she was in a gorgeous black saree, and I was in a blue kurta and pajamas. We took photographs like a couple and sat down to drink and played her playlist in the background. We video called Dhriti and spoke to her for over an hour while drinking. We recollected our good time together and bid adieu. After that, Sonali started to narrate her ordeal to me. She was in a live-in relationship with her partner for 3 years before relocating for a new better paying job. As the distance increased between the two, the trust started going downhill. The guy was panicking as he might lose her to someone in a new city. Sonali was an open-minded girl and made friends easily, and also partied with them. His insecurities were increasing and fighting became rampant. She proposed marriage to him, and he agreed. Even after that, the insecurity didn’t go away, and he again accused her of infidelity on the honeymoon. And this went on and on, despite her assurances. The sex vanished even when she used to meet him. She said that the situation was so bad that she didn’t have sex even on her honeymoon. Then, I asked her about the intimacy in the relationship before it started to get sour to which she replied that there wasn’t any (I was surprised) and he never cared to pleasure her. As the amount of alcohol increased in our bodies, I confessed that at one point of time, I wanted to ask Sonali out but refrained because I thought it would put a dent in our friendship. She shrugged that thought of it and told me that I should have. We discussed how we had so many common interests and the vision of our lives matched. From there, our talks became more intimate. We discussed our kinks and fantasies, and it turned out that we both had similar interests in bed as well. We both realized our sex lives were not that great as we had expected years ago. As we talked more, it somehow felt that we were supposed to be together and fate had other plans, but now, we were together for the night. Well, that said, she kissed me. I was taken aback for a moment, but I gave in. We kissed for 10-15 minutes while I caressed her body. We then moved to her room and bolted the door. I removed her pallu and started to press her boobs over the blouse while I kissed her. In a few minutes Sonali’s blouse was gone and so was her pallu. She was just in her petticoat and black bra, with nice black stilettos. I was mesmerized to see her sexy body. I kissed her navel and all over her body. I removed her petticoat and now she was just in black lingerie and stilettos. My God! She was so hot! She removed my kurta and pajamas; after that we moved on over to the bed. We kissed and made out for a good period of time. I kissed her boobs over her bra and rubbed my fingers over her panty. She was already taking deep breaths and moaning lightly. I was enjoying pleasuring her slowly. Then, I slid her bra to expose her boobs and started to suck them. I played and fondled with her boobs for about 10-15 minutes before she started to breathe heavily, moan loudly and moved her body like she was orgasming.