It’s been three months now since I broke up with Nikita. Even wearing the tees gifted by her didn’t hurt anymore, so I can conclude that it’s all over. I scrapped Tanu to check if she’s around; I’ve been very active at Orkut lately, the forum where I met her. My first scrap was a hysterical comment on one of her pictures, a trademark. And to my surprise, her reply had an equally potent punch, a quality that caught my attention and my fancy, same time.
I was about to leave when she called in to cancel our movie plan. We were to meet at “The Forum” yesterday for a late night show. My mind was lost in thinking all the possible reasons for her canceling our date; some last minute urgency was her excuse. I was knocked out of my thoughts with a shrill sound. My phone displayed “Tanu calling”. Hey, I’m sorry for yesterday. I’m going to Fuga tonight, wanna join me there, she sounded excited.
And our next first date was planned. Just look at yourself Mr. Gandalf, look at your beard, and better get a haircut as well. Shoot! Its already 5 PM and going by
Bhaiya, a shave and a haircut, normal spiked, how much time is it going to take, I enquired. Those fifteen minutes ended after almost two hours but I was definitely looking better, cleaner and more human. I always made sure that I comply with the basic rules: look good, smell good and taste good. And looking good never meant that one should be good looking, it’s just that one should be presentable and it was time to take care of this requisite. After emptying half of my wardrobe, I finally found my outfit for the evening, my last clean t-shirt, a spunky black one with an almost clean pair of blue jeans. Sometimes, it’s good to be a guy, at least while dressing up.
There she was, standing in her shimmering red top and a black mini, her raven black hair falling freely over her fragile shoulders and an oh-so radiating body. Man! She is hot, I thought and was thanking my lucky stars that she was my date for the evening. As the dance floor warmed to the house, we swayed after downing a couple of tequila shots. Things were heating up as the temperature was rising. She drew my face closer to her and what followed was a long lingering kiss.
More kisses were exchanged and we landed up at my place. She was standing in the dark shadows, her sculptured body silhouetted against the backdrop of lust simmering into steam. Our warm breath creating a music with the raised heartbeats. The eyes met eyes and mirrored the feeling; wrapped in my arms, those eyes succumbed and I to her gentle embrace. Lips were locked and the escorts were removed, two bodies melting into one.
Oh Nikita ! I am getting there baby…