Blast From The Past
Hii everyone, how are you all keeping up. Ready for my blast from the past? Rather hope all of you are getting wet now that the pandemic restrictions are somewhat relaxed. Your very own Rohit is here with yet another real-life (s)experience. God, I love this site because of the responses I receive from my lady readers after my stories are published. Do keep sending your love and more of – well, you know what I mean. If you are a new reader, please read my other stories here. So straight to my story. This is just some 9 months old incident that happened in Madikeri. As you can understand from the title of the story, it will not revolve around someone new. But someone whom I had already made love long back in Delhi. So yes, here’s my stars bringing back Nisha from Nagpur for a night in Madikeri. We were both invited there for a grand function from our work front at a posh resort. We both were aware of that, though. It was a sunny Saturday afternoon in January. I, along with my colleagues, reached the resort and checked in. I was strolling around the balcony. There she was in a white top and blue jeans chitchatting with a colleague of hers. I immediately called her out loudly enough for all the passers-by to notice. It felt a bit absurd, actually, but we just exchanged smiles. She signaled me to come down. A gush of adrenaline went through me. Just the mere glance of her sent me 3.5 years back to that training room and the balconies. The time we spent, the kisses we exchanged. And suddenly, I was horny with the thought of sleeping with her all over again. I just had one single night to do that. We were kind of in touch all these years, how two normal friends remain in contact with that on-off type. I straight away rushed back downstairs and greeted her with my cutest smile. She introduced me to her female colleague, who was also her roommate for the night. We started to get along as normal friends. I saw the brightness in her eyes when she introduced me. She said how she was excited to meet me after such a long gap. She said we both had kept in touch and discussed meeting today (a big lie that was). I had my moment then and so badly wanted to hug her tight. “Nah, let’s not ruin things now, or else I don’t stand a chance at night,” a voice said in my mind. It was evening, and we got ready for the function. I went to Nisha’s room so that we could go together. I called out her name and knocked. “I know you would come. The door is open. Come inside.” Ok, this girl has not changed a bit, I thought. I went inside, and there she was, looking all glam in a blue salwar with open hair. I was staring at her for a minute or so. “Hello there, pretty lady.” “Shut up and don’t start flirting again,” she smiled. “I want a hug so bad, please.” “No way my makeup will get destroyed as I know how closely you hug,” she laughed. I made a sad face. She hit me on my head jokingly. We started towards the function having a good laugh about other persons whom we didn’t even know. Fast forward to dinner. Drinks were arranged, and me, Nisha, and three of our known people were all seated together. Nisha had 3 pegs of vodka and was half out. It was almost midnight, and we decided to leave. One of my male colleagues was hitting on Nisha’s roommate. So I let them be and was walking with Nisha by keeping some distance from those two. Nisha felt a bit dizzy and held my hand hard. “Don’t worry. I am here.” “That is why I drank to get wasted, or else by now, I would have fallen asleep if you’re not there.” “Ah, is it?” I held her hand firmly. All kinds of naughty thoughts started coming to my mind. The night was cold, and those thoughts made my dick rise slowly. I glanced at Nisha while she kept saying something which I wasn’t even listening to. We reached her room and went inside. The other two also came, and we sat to breathe as it was a long walk. Nisha went to get changed while the other two went to the balcony to get a bit cozy. I wanted to be with Nisha, alone. That was the only thought coming to my mind all this while. These two flirts have given me that opportunity for sure. Just when Nisha was about to come out of the washroom, I stood there and stopped her from coming out. “These two need the room, I think,” I winked at her. “Ok, please put these dresses and my bra inside the cupboard, then we will go outside.” I immediately obliged. It was nothing new for me to be holding Nisha’s bra, though. We silently made our way out. The moment I slowly closed the door behind me, Nisha grabbed my shirt, pulled me towards her, and kissed me hard. Ok, wait, so here’s what she also wanted. We had such a good mental connection. It was that gap of 3.5 years. I pushed her against the wall and kissed her hard, and held her waist. Nisha pushed me back as we heard some footsteps above the stairs. We made our way to the stairs and sat there. Nisha kept her head on my shoulder with one hand around mine. We started discussing the old days, our present gf and bf, how life is going on, what misunderstandings we had in the past and stuff like that. By this time, the other guy came out of the room and wanted to go to our room (he was my roommate). I gave him the room card, and he made his way out. Nisha called her roommate and told her it would take some time to come. I landed a kiss on her forehead. Nisha brought her head up and looked straight into my eyes. I guess we both saw the hunger in each other. We were both committed to two different persons. I guess that thought kind of reduced the guilt in both of us. I stood up and pulled her close to me, and held her around her waist. “I need a wall to lean on.” And I remembered these were the exact words she had said 3.5 years back when we first kissed on the balcony. I obliged and pushed her against the wall. It was late, so nobody was there.