I am a regular person from Bangalore. I am six feet tall. Once, I traveled to Bangalore for my CAT coaching in the pre-COVID era. I came from a typical town, so the city really changed me. Sure, we had a wide range of experiences in school and college, but Bangalore seemed unique, and I also changed a lot over time. I joined a gym and began to practice speaking English. It became easier when it was originally difficult.
Many Indian women from all around the country were present at the coaching institute. Since I was from Tamil Nadu, I did not speak a word of Hindi. So, I struck up a discussion by asking them to teach me the language. I had five days of lessons, followed by tests and everything else. After I started going out and acquired a place with my pals, things started to progressively alter. We located a room near the metro station, and the rent was affordable. My friend Sanju and I shared the room.
Sanju was an outgoing, pleasant guy from Mumbai who lost his virginity after dating a lot of women. For the first time in my life, he was the one who showed me a condom, and he only had one emergency condom in his wallet. He would encourage me to go on dates, parties, and other events by telling me about his experiences and recollections. In only one month, we went from being a group of three male and three female friends to six, and our apartment became a hangout spot after class. Actually, I thought all three females were good. Let me present them; I understand that it’s difficult to remember them.
Hema, 22, was dedicated to someone, so no one made a serious attempt for her. She was stubborn and had a gym body. She had a fantastic physique and was straightforward and somewhat envious.
Shreya, who was preparing for NIFT, was also 22 and looked incredibly lovely. She was a short bomb. Sanju presented her to us. She was the classic Indian darling.
The last one is Amrita, who was the oldest of the group at 28 and looked incredibly lovely. She resigned from her position at a renowned company and chose to get an MBA. Fun and mature, yet she knows how to party.
There was one more person, but she is merely from Bangalore and usually departs after class.
Gradually, they stopped staying at their PGs (paying guests) and began spending weekends relaxing at our apartment. It developed into a place to eat and drink. I never drank alcohol before, and I never felt pressured to start drinking by any of my friends. I’m usually the one preparing the eggs and side dishes while they’re drinking.
I began flirting with each of the three at various times. During our tea breaks, Amrita and I used to sip tea together. She’s really gorgeous and the only woman who smokes in the tea store. Despite Hema’s commitment, I did not pass up any opportunities with her either. She surprisingly appreciated my flirtatious gaze and gave it back nicely. Shreya joins us after class, and because our senses of humor coincide, I’ll be the one joking about and having fun with her.
When the whole group joins, I find it hard to join in because everyone speaks Hindi, so I head to the kitchen and get to work. During one such party event, Shreya arrived extremely late following class while I was in the kitchen preparing. She chose not to join the group of people drinking and instead came up to embrace me from behind (she was having a bad day). She had me in her arms.