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Then she asked,

“What about that girl you were going out with from the other process?”

I answered, “It’s over.”

She replied,

“Oh.”

 

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Nisha’s cell alarm went and she rushed off.

Meanwhile a guy who used to stay near her home and who traveled with her in her cab almost daily, came and sat beside me.

He was a scrawny, insipid looking kind of guy, but pleasant to talk to.

We chatted awhile, then left for our respective ‘floors.’

In call centers, there were various processes. Each process was called a separate ‘floor’.

 

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Next night at shift, Nisha was stuck on a call.

Insipid, scrawny guy came up to me and sat beside me, sipping hot ‘chai’.

After awhile he said,

“She has had many boyfriends.”

I said, “Who?”

“Nisha.” He said.

“How do you know?” I asked him.

“She told me.” He said.

 

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I was now even more shocked.

Nisha was telling random guys that she had many boyfriends?

 

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Just then Nisha showed up, in a pretty short, tight fitting red skirt that revealed a lot of her thighs and when she turned, it was clearly visible that she had a tight and perfectly round ass. On looking closer, you could clearly see her panty line, she had on a thin thong. I started getting horny again.

 

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Three of us chatted for awhile and then scrawny, insipid guy left.

I said,

“So, you have many boyfriends is it?”

Without batting an eyelid she said,

“He told you right?!”

I said, “Yes.”

 

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“Not many. Just a couple.”

“Including the guy you went to meet in Pune?”

“He was not my bf.” She said.

“Then who?” I asked.

“Just a guy.”

“So you go all the way from Mumbai to Pune, to meet a guy who is not your bf?” I asked.

“Ya, I guess.”

“Weird!” I said.

 

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“Well, I guess I wanted him to be my bf but things did not work out.”

“So what happened in Pune?”

“Nothing!”

“You go so far for nothing?”

“Yeah, nothing happened, we just roamed around, that’s all.”

 

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“Nothing else?” I asked.

“Well yeah, one night we went to a park and sat under a park bench, in a corner of a park.” She said softly.

“And?”

“We smooched.”

“And?”

“He opened my shirt and my bra.”

 

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My cock started to stiffen hearing what Nisha was telling me so openly.

“And?” I asked.

“He pressed my boobs and licked and sucked them.”

 

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“We smooched.” She continued.

“Right there in the open in the park?”

“Yeah.” She said silently.

“Did no one see?” I asked.

“I don’t know, it was pretty late though.” She said.

“So you sat there in an open park on a bench, with your shirt open, your bra removed and this guy kissing you and licking your boobs? “I asked in shock.

“Yea,” She said softly and then giggled.

 

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“And?” I asked, totally shocked at what Nisha had done and how she was boldly telling me this.

“Nothing. We smooched. I let him play with my boobs.”

“WOW!” I said.

She giggled.

 

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“And you don’t mind telling everyone about it?”

“I’ve not told everyone, just you and that other guy.”

She meant the scrawny insipid guy.

“Why tell?” I asked.

“Well, I travel with him and one day I just started telling him things.” She said.

 

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That night after my shift, I went home and masturbated vigorously, thinking of Nisha sitting on the park bench, her shirt open, braless and that guy sucking and pressing her boobs. Needless to say, the next day when I got to work, I was sleepless and exhausted.

 

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Late that night, at around 2.30 AM, Nisha and I met as usual for coffee and sandwiches in the company cafeteria.

After awhile she said,

“I’ve had two affairs till now, serious ones.”

I said,

“But you told that guy (referring to scrawny insipid guy) that you had many boyfriends.

“Flings. Just casual. Not BFs. Only two serious affairs.”

“Ok.” I said.

“The first one was with a guy from my area. We started dating.”

 

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She continued…

“It was very serious and I wanted to marry him.”

“I see and?”

“We roamed around a lot.” She said.

“Did you fuck him?” I asked her, shocked at my own question.

 

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She blushed and said…

“No, I did not.”

Then she added…

“But he could have fucked me anytime he wanted. I would have let him.”

I was stunned at her bold reply and kept silent.

 

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She continued,

“We saw a lot of movies together.”

“And?” I asked.

“He was the first guy to kiss me.” She said, “In the movie theatre, while the movie was going on.”

“Ok.” I whispered, shocked at all that she was openly revealing to me.

 

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She continued,

“He was also the first guy to touch my boobs, in the movie theatre.”

“Oh.” I said softly.

 

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And then she whispered,

“That was also the first time I saw a guy’s cock in real.”

I was speechless at her bold words, not knowing what to say.