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‘Okay, I’ll stay here only. You go ahead. I’ll order a cab.’
‘No, it’s fine. Come,’ I said.
We walked up to the Porsche.
‘Hi Tania,’ I said.
‘Hey, you,’ Tania blew me a kiss. She was wearing a short
red-wine-coloured dress, which matched the interiors of the car.
‘Payal, this is Tania. Tania, meet Payal. Payal is a colleague at work. We came to the temple together,’ I said.
I saw the surprise on Payal’s face at my introduction of her.
‘Oh, nice,’ Tania said. ‘Sweetie, you ready to go?’
‘Yes,’ I said. ‘Bye, Payal, I’ll see you in office,’ I said before walking around the car and getting in.
Payal nodded and waved me goodbye.
Tania looked up at Payal. ‘Nice meeting you,’ she said, smiling. ‘And nice outfit, by the way.’ Then she turned to me. ‘Let’s go, baby.’
Even as I fastened my seatbelt, the car zoomed off with a loud roar.
‘Easy, baby, I’m tired,’ I said to Tania as she pushed me towards the bed.
‘I want you,’ Tania said sexily. ‘The birthday girl wants you.’
We had partied until 2 a.m. at Ling Ling with six of Tania’s friends. Afterwards, she’d insisted on coming back to my place.
She removed my shirt and pulled off her dress in one quick move. Her slim and curvy body glistened in the moonlight streaming in through my window. Hovering over me, in her itsy-bitsy lace lingerie, she looked like she was made of fresh cream and honey.
‘Take it off, baby,’ she said, guiding my hand to her bra strap. When I didn’t do anything, she removed the bra herself. Her perfect breasts dangled above my face. I placed my hands on them—they felt soft but cold. I removed my hands. What was happening to me? I had a gorgeous woman in my bed, on top of me, waiting for me to have sex with her. Yet, I didn’t want to. I closed my eyes.
Payal. In the white salwar kameez. Praying. Eating at the langar. Walking. Smiling.
‘Tania?’ I said.
‘Hmm?’ she said, busy kissing my neck. ‘What is it, baby?’
‘Is it okay if we stop?’
‘What do you mean?’
‘I’m just tired,’ I said.
‘Really, baby?’ she said. ‘We haven’t met in a while …’
‘I want to. But, at the same time, I can’t seem to, tonight.’
‘Let me work on you for a few minutes, baby, and you’ll be ready. Trust me,’ she said, unzipping my pants.
‘It’s okay, baby, just stop,’ I said, pulling myself away.
‘Something’s wrong, isn’t it?’ Tania said.
‘No, I’m fine. Is it okay if we call it a night? Let’s meet another time?’ I said.
