favour, keep quiet, unless you want your best friend to graduate as a virgin,” he said. This was not right. Was it? He didn’t know. ButAnsh chose to support his friend. Dhruv then emptied about thirty percent of coke and replaced it by filling vodka inside. For a one-and-a-half litre coke bottle, this wasn’t just adequate, it was high… especially for the girls who had never tasted it.
The girls came down and got settled on their chairs. They didn’t realise that the taste was any different at first and Dhruv smartly cut down all the chances of them to notice by dropping ice cubes in their glasses. Ansh did his job, he kept quiet. They seemed to like it. Both the girls consumed three straight pegs and asked for more.
“Do you know something Angie?” tipsy M uttered.
“What M?”
“Our boyfriends got us sloshed.”
‘What? She knew? How?’
Ansh arched his eyes at Dhruv but he looked as ambivalent as Ansh was.
“And you know why Angie? Because he wants to fuck me! Right baby?” She glanced at Dhruv with anger. He looked down in shame. She slowly stood up and sat in Gajju’s lap and kissed him on his cheeks.
“If you wanted this so badly, why didn’t you just ask? Why did you do all this stuff?”
“Sorry M! My intentions were not to…” Gajju started giving his rational explanations, but with all their astonishment, Angie filled another glass.
“Whatever it is, I’m liking it,” she said and consumed it in seconds.
“Yes, I want another too,” M said and followed.
After emptying all of that vodka mixed coke, their eyes went groggy. The guys were just observing their moves. After all, they had seen drunken girls for the first time in their life.
“Hey M! Look at Ansh’s shirt. Cool no?” Angie uttered.
“Yes, why should boys have all the fun? We should wear that too. Dhruv! Tell us where your wardrobe is?” she demanded.
“M, come and sit down…”
“Your wardrobe, Dhruv!” She demanded, exceeding her aggression.
“Upstairs!” Dhruv answered in helplessness.
They both went upstairs. Ansh looked at Dhruv with impeccable amount of anger.
“Sorry bro!”
“Does it matter now?” He couldn’t even say, ‘I told you so!’ because he didn’t. They waited about five minutes and heard them stepping down.
Guys’ eyes widened like saucers after what they saw. They saw girls wearing their full sleeve shirts with folded sleeves and well, just shirts. Yes, everything below their six inches of thighs, which their shirts were covering, was visible. They were staggering while walking which were making their shiny white legs even more salient. This was fascinating. Ansh and Dhruv both were trying hard not to look at each other’s girls but some things are beyond human control and this was one of those.
Angie came over, sat on Ansh’s lap and whispered, “I love you Anshu!” She kissed him on his neck, which made him feel diffident, and he glanced at Dhruv. He was holding M in his arms. She was already asleep.
“Let’s do it again Anshu!” Angie whispered again and kissed his lips. Ansh too got carried away – forgetting about the presence of his best friend – and kissed her deeply. After they finished, Ansh looked up. Dhruv was standing there – waiting for him to finish.
“You go upstairs. I’m staying here.” He said and took M to the living room and gently placed her on the sofa.
Ansh tried to copy him and lifted Angie in his arms.
“Third time, thanks to you bastard!” He grinned. Dhruv smiled back and they went upstairs.
After a five-hour sleep, Ansh woke up. Angie was already awake, had already freshened up and changed her clothes. Hopefully, she well remembered what happened and she was not miffed at Ansh. He felt relieved. They stepped down and went to the living room and saw Dhruv sleeping there on the sofa with M in his arms.
“Aww, how romantic!” Angie mumbled with her cute voice.
“And erotic too!” Ansh winked referring to M’s revealing
The girls came down and got settled on their chairs. They didn’t realise that the taste was any different at first and Dhruv smartly cut down all the chances of them to notice by dropping ice cubes in their glasses. Ansh did his job, he kept quiet. They seemed to like it. Both the girls consumed three straight pegs and asked for more.
“Do you know something Angie?” tipsy M uttered.
“What M?”
“Our boyfriends got us sloshed.”
‘What? She knew? How?’
Ansh arched his eyes at Dhruv but he looked as ambivalent as Ansh was.
“And you know why Angie? Because he wants to fuck me! Right baby?” She glanced at Dhruv with anger. He looked down in shame. She slowly stood up and sat in Gajju’s lap and kissed him on his cheeks.
“If you wanted this so badly, why didn’t you just ask? Why did you do all this stuff?”
“Sorry M! My intentions were not to…” Gajju started giving his rational explanations, but with all their astonishment, Angie filled another glass.
“Whatever it is, I’m liking it,” she said and consumed it in seconds.
“Yes, I want another too,” M said and followed.
After emptying all of that vodka mixed coke, their eyes went groggy. The guys were just observing their moves. After all, they had seen drunken girls for the first time in their life.
“Hey M! Look at Ansh’s shirt. Cool no?” Angie uttered.
“Yes, why should boys have all the fun? We should wear that too. Dhruv! Tell us where your wardrobe is?” she demanded.
“M, come and sit down…”
“Your wardrobe, Dhruv!” She demanded, exceeding her aggression.
“Upstairs!” Dhruv answered in helplessness.
They both went upstairs. Ansh looked at Dhruv with impeccable amount of anger.
“Sorry bro!”
“Does it matter now?” He couldn’t even say, ‘I told you so!’ because he didn’t. They waited about five minutes and heard them stepping down.
Guys’ eyes widened like saucers after what they saw. They saw girls wearing their full sleeve shirts with folded sleeves and well, just shirts. Yes, everything below their six inches of thighs, which their shirts were covering, was visible. They were staggering while walking which were making their shiny white legs even more salient. This was fascinating. Ansh and Dhruv both were trying hard not to look at each other’s girls but some things are beyond human control and this was one of those.
Angie came over, sat on Ansh’s lap and whispered, “I love you Anshu!” She kissed him on his neck, which made him feel diffident, and he glanced at Dhruv. He was holding M in his arms. She was already asleep.
“Let’s do it again Anshu!” Angie whispered again and kissed his lips. Ansh too got carried away – forgetting about the presence of his best friend – and kissed her deeply. After they finished, Ansh looked up. Dhruv was standing there – waiting for him to finish.
“You go upstairs. I’m staying here.” He said and took M to the living room and gently placed her on the sofa.
Ansh tried to copy him and lifted Angie in his arms.
“Third time, thanks to you bastard!” He grinned. Dhruv smiled back and they went upstairs.
After a five-hour sleep, Ansh woke up. Angie was already awake, had already freshened up and changed her clothes. Hopefully, she well remembered what happened and she was not miffed at Ansh. He felt relieved. They stepped down and went to the living room and saw Dhruv sleeping there on the sofa with M in his arms.
“Aww, how romantic!” Angie mumbled with her cute voice.
“And erotic too!” Ansh winked referring to M’s revealing
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