Hi everyone – Karan here. I’ve had this series of happenings with Vaanya. She works in Bangalore, in the same company as me. It started in March 2022 and has been going crazy wild since! I am based in Gurugram now.
Cut to March 2022. I was travelling to our Bangalore office for a week-long business trip. It was my first office visit, happening a year after I joined. I had recently broken up and wanted to be open to new experiences (wink!).
I had heard a lot about the online dating scene in Bangalore and decided to check out Tinder, Bumble, Hinge etc., as soon as I landed at the airport. Luckily, I didn’t need any of them.
2 days into the trip, I met Vaanya on Wednesday. Let me describe her to you all. She’s 24, a psychology grad from LSR, and working in the HR team at our company.
Oh, you wanted to imagine how she looks? Okay – fair complexioned, tall (5’7”), Punjabi with long hair, and a model-like figure to die for – 36E-28-34. Amazing boobs and a shapely ass – how often do you get that?
I am, on the other hand, of an average build. But I keep myself active with regular strength and conditioning workouts, dance and other cardio. My 6-inch buddy also plays a role in it.
I couldn’t take my eyes off her when I first saw her walking in the corridor. She wore a black knee-length office dress that accentuated her curves, with confidence and a very cute smile. I couldn’t think straight. Even though I had worked with many people remotely over the last year, I hadn’t worked with her.
At first, I thought she was a client or a candidate. I couldn’t muster the courage to go ahead and introduce myself all day. Luckily, there was an office party in the evening where she reappeared. I made it a point to go ahead and introduce myself. It was an office setting. What was the worst that could happen?
As soon as I found her unoccupied, I went and said ‘Hi.’ Little did I know that a small act of courage would lead to something amazing later that night.
“Hi, I am Karan. I don’t think we’ve met.”
“I am Vaanya. I work in the user design team.” She was yet to move to HR.
There it was. Her beautiful, chirpy voice was the cherry on the cake. A cake I wanted to devour that night. I couldn’t take my eyes off her boobs. So it was very difficult to look into her eyes while talking.
I told her about my role, and we chatted briefly about work. She’s much more regular at the office and told me about that. All this while, I was trying to figure out if she was single and available. I couldn’t ask her directly.
“Should I get you a drink?” It was an office party, remember? Booze was free-flowing.
“No thanks, I don’t drink!” she said. “Are you sure you’re a Punjabi? Never saw one who didn’t drink.”
Vaanya chuckled. “No, yaar, I’d rather not drink with all these people around.” I saw an opportunity.
“Should we head out to some other place then? I am done networking for the night.”
“Did you speak with anyone else here tonight?” she smiled slyly.
“No, but I feel pretty good about the one person I did speak to.” Flirting was on!
She agreed, and we headed out to another quieter place nearby. We both ordered a bottle of rosé wine and some snacks. 2 glasses down. I learnt that she was single after a toxic relationship that ended recently. I also told her about my breakup a year ago.
By this time, I could sense that she had become comfortable and more open in her body language.
“All I am looking for is something casual right now. I am done with relationships,” she quickly changed the topic.
“If that casual includes having some fun, you have someone sitting right in front of you to help you with that.”
She leaned forward and smiled slyly, “Tell me so. How can he help?’
In a jiffy, I pulled her chair close to my side. I took my lips near hers and stayed there. I wanted to see if she was equally interested. The cafe was dimly lit, and we were in a corner.
I could sense her heavy breathing in anticipation. Her big chest was moving up and down. I could smell the rosé and see wine glossing on her lips. It was beautiful.
Our lips touched, a soft kiss at first, and then I went right into it. Vaanya has the best lips I have ever kissed, perfectly shaped. I alternated between her upper and lower lips, and we turned our heads in sync. Both my hands were on her cheeks, assuring her that I was with her at the moment.
Her eyes were closed, and her hands were on my back, pulling me close. Now our chests were touching, too, her boobs grazing my chest in a rhythm. I slowly took my right hand from her face to her shoulder and brushed along her side boob. Suddenly, she moved my hand away.
I cursed myself – I was rushing ahead! To my surprise, she pulled my hand down and took it to her lower back, right on her plump ass. My hand was in the best possible place.
We were still sitting on our chairs and kissing for more than a few minutes now. Technically, it was still the first kiss – and I didn’t want it to end. I was afraid she would have some realisation, and things won’t move forward. I was yet to be inside of her.
We broke this kiss, finally. She opened her eyes, looked into mine directly, and said, “What?” I was puzzled. We both finished our final glasses. There were fewer words, but both stared deep into each other’s eyes, looking for affirmation.
I broke the ice and joked, “You’re a decent kisser. With some practice, you could be better.”
She opened her eyes wide in surprise and said, “Oh really? And you are the Emraan Hashmi of kissing?” We understood the mood was light and ‘casual.’
By this time, I wanted to explore more of her body. I leaned forward again. She pushed me back and instead came on my left lap. We both started kissing again, tongues lashing. My hand moved straight to her bare milky white knees. I pressed her calves and moved up towards her lovely thighs.
I caressed her inner thighs for a while, right until I touched her panties and removed my hand. They were damp! She ran her hands through my hair, and my hard dick throbbed on her thighs. “Stop poking me,” she said and went back to kissing.
I took my right hand towards her left boob. It was big. My palm couldn’t capture it all. I pressed gently at first and could sense she had a padded bra on. Curiously, I moved her dress over her shoulder and saw it was black. The lucky day kept getting luckier!
I was now pressing her boobs in full force, pinching her nipples over her dress. She was moaning near my neck. I got goosebumps from her drunk, seductive, moaning voice.
It was time for the cafe to close and a hint to take the party elsewhere. We got into a cab to Vaanya’s place and kissed all along the way. This time she took her inside my shirt and pinched my nipples.
“Ouch! Now I’ll have to do it, too,” I said. We reached her home, and she winked, “You’ll have to wait, mister. We’re not going all the way tonight.”
I was okay and winked back, “At least now I know you have thought about going all the way too.” I bid her goodbye and replayed the entire night at my hotel. I was surprised at how I could score someone way above my league and how one thing led to another.
I took out my phone, thinking of sending her a goodnight text. I realised I didn’t even have her number. We were so much into making out that we forgot to exchange numbers.
Guess I’ll have to wait for the next day and you all for the next part of this series. Please let me know your comments/feedback on [email protected].