Hank had been nursing a broken heart for the better part of the last year. His longtime crush Nancy had rejected his affections and now he was just a shell of his former self. He was in his second year of business college and was doing well academically. But he missed the spark in his life that his ex-gf Nancy had provided.
Meanwhile, Tripti was going through her own struggles. She was a 31-year-old employee at the same institute as Hank. She had recently gotten divorced after 8 years of relationship and 6 months of marriage. Her ex-husband had been abusive and she was still recovering from the trauma. Add to that the stress of her job and an alcoholic father, and Tripti was on the verge of a breakdown.
They had met in the college cafeteria one day and had hit it off immediately. They became fast friends, but with proper boundaries. Tripti had been through too much to let her guard down easily.
One day, Tripti received a gift of two bottles of red wine from her colleagues on New Year. She was hesitant to drink it, given her family history. But Hank, who had been with her, encouraged her to let loose and have some fun.
They went back to Tripti’s apartment, and Hank helped her open the bottle of wine. They clinked glasses and took a sip, feeling the warmth of the alcohol spread through their bodies. Tripti started to relax, and Hank could see the weight of the world lifting off her shoulders.
As they continued to drink, Tripti started to open up to Hank about her past. She told him about her abusive ex-husband and her alcoholic father. Hank listened intently, offering comfort and support.
Tripti felt a connection with Hank that she hadn’t felt in a long time. She wanted to feel loved again, and Hank wanted to experience sex for the first time. They looked into each other’s eyes, and they both knew what was about to happen.
Tripti stood up and walked over to Hank. She straddled him, and they started to kiss passionately. Hank’s hands roamed over Tripti’s body, feeling her curves and the warmth of her skin. Tripti moaned as Hank’s fingers found their way to her nipples, teasing them into hard peaks.
Hank’s dick was rock hard, and Tripti could feel it pressing against her thigh. She reached down and stroked it through his pants, making him moan. Hank pulled Tripti’s shirt over her head, revealing her lacy bra. He leaned down and took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking and biting gently. Tripti arched her back, moaning louder.
Hank stood up, lifting Tripti with him. He carried her to the bedroom, and they fell onto the bed in a tangle of limbs. Hank pulled Tripti’s pants down, revealing her bare pussy. He spread her legs apart and leaned down to taste her. Tripti moaned as Hank’s tongue explored her folds, lapping at her clit.
Hank slid a finger inside Tripti’s pussy, feeling her wetness coat his finger. Tripti moaned louder, her hips bucking against Hank’s mouth. Hank added another finger, stretching her open. Tripti was close to orgasming, and Hank could feel it.
Hank pulled his fingers out of Tripti’s pussy and positioned himself at her entrance. He pushed inside her slowly, feeling her tightness envelop him. Tripti moaned as Hank filled her up, her pussy clenching around him.
Hank started to thrust in and out of Tripti, building up a rhythm. Tripti met him thrust for thrust, her moans getting louder and louder. Hank reached down and rubbed Tripti’s clit, feeling her pussy clench around him even tighter.
Tripti’s orgasm hit her like a wave, and she screamed out Hank’s name. Hank continued to thrust into her, prolonging her orgasm. He could feel his own orgasm building up, and he let go, filling Tripti’s pussy with his cum.
They lay there for a few moments, panting and sweating. Hank pulled out of Tripti and lay down next to her. They cuddled together, feeling the warmth of each other’s bodies.
The next morning, Hank and Tripti woke up early. They decided to go back to their respective jobs. (Since it was winter off, so no classes. But the library was open).
They went to the library. As they sat at a table, Hank couldn’t help but stare at Tripti. She was so beautiful, and he couldn’t believe that she was his. Tripti noticed Hank staring at her and smiled. She knew what he was thinking, and she felt the same way.
They couldn’t resist each other any longer. They started to make out in the library shelves, their hands wandering all over each other’s bodies. They knew that they had to be careful, but they couldn’t help themselves.
They decided to rush back to Hank’s dorm room. They didn’t have much time, but they wanted to have sex one more time.
As soon as they got to Hank’s room, they started to undress each other. Hank couldn’t believe how lucky he was. He had Tripti, the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, in his bed.
They started to have sex, their bodies moving in rhythm with each other. Hank could feel himself getting closer and closer to cumming. Tripti could feel it too, and she started to moan louder and louder.
Finally, Hank couldn’t hold back any longer. He let out a loud moan as he filled Tripti’s pussy with his cum. Tripti could feel him filling her up, and it sent her over the edge. She let out a loud moan as she came, her pussy contracting around Hank’s dick.
They lay there for a few moments, panting and sweating. Hank pulled out of Tripti and lay down next to her. They cuddled together, feeling the warmth of each other’s bodies.
Tripti looked at Hank and smiled. She felt loved again. They both knew that this was the start of something special.
As they drifted off to sleep, Tripti whispered in Hank’s ear, “Happy New Year.”
The end.