Greetings to all you readers. My name is Justin, aged 27, 5ft.8in in height, athletic built, and this would be my third story. You can follow up my other two by the names “How the unexpected became a beautiful beginning” and “The mysticism of autumn love”. I’m from the City of Joy, and yes it’s Calcutta; The home of rich culture and beautiful women. There’s just something about them that gives them the divine sex appeal. I guess it’s their unusual tan. 😉 I value feedback, and should anyone email me then the conversations would be in utter secrecy and privacy. For contact, you can email me at . The following story is fictional just as the first two. The whole idea of this story is about the developments of two people when they met on their way to the pub.
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The heavy downpour was almost a certain blow to his plan of visiting the pub tonight. Being a weekend Saturday he definitely wouldn’t want his pub-schedule to be thrown off the list. It didn’t seem to stop and the clock was already showing a 10:00pm. Waiting for the rain to cease was killing him for he desired to visit the pub after a whole week of work stress. He wanted some time to relax… To unwind. Little did he know that he would be getting more than what he had expected.
The time passed so slowly… Minutes felt like incinerated hours. Finally, he decided to wait no more and drove out of his garage in his shiny cherry-red sedan. Usually he visits the pubs with friends but unfortunately this week they all had other commitments. Nevertheless, he decided to go as a stag. He always had a specific choice of dressing for times like these. His attire would be jeans, leather party shoes and a formal shirt with its sleeves folded up just a little above his elbows. Who needs swag when you can have class, eh? 😉
As he drove down the road towards his destination he plugged his phone to the stereo and let the music blare all the way with the windows rolled up and the cool AC giving the interior a comfortable feel. A police checkpoint stopped him midway for routine surveillance and as soon as he rolled down his window he received a “Salaam Boss!”.
He didn’t give it another thought but just handed them a couple of hundred bucks for their snacks and tea. With this, he drove on. He hummed to the tune of the music and tapped the wheel with his fingers like playing the background drumming. Oh! He was so on for the night! Must’ve been his lucky day too as he encountered no red traffic lights so far. “Dafuq…”, he thought to himself. His luck would be rising to a whole new level in a few moment’s time.
There came a sharp right turn and as he took it his sight caught a glimpse of a stranded cab just a few yards ahead with its hood popped. The driver was frantically attempting to diagnose the car’s illness while a pretty young bengali lady of about 26 sat at the backseat with her eyes glues to her cellular phone.
He intentionally drove slower and noticed that she seemed to be upset and was typing so fast with frustration as if her fingers would poke through the screen. Just when he passed the cab he thought of assisting the stranded damsel. Instantaneously, he punched the brakes and sent his tyres screeching to a halt. The gear stick was now switched to reverse and he backed up slowly till his window was exactly opposite to hers.
The window pane automatically rolled down and he found the mesmerizing bengali beauty stating right at him. She was silky smooth… Her make up was just about perfect. He could hardly see much as it was dark inside the cab. He glanced at the cab driver and then darted his eyes back at her.
Him: Good evening lady. Seems you’re in some trouble… Perhaps, I could assist you in some way…
Her: Hello. The cab broke down and I’m getting late for a get together. I could hail another cab only if I could find one.
Him: Oh bhaiya! What happened?
Driver: I’m not really sure… There was sharp ping sound and immediately the engine died. I’m afraid I don’t think I can drop the lady to the place she asked for… (saying this he plunged his face back into the hood)
Him: Well… Miss… If you’re comfortable then I could drop you wherever you intended to go. Would you be interested?
Her: It’s Ms. Sohini. I’d be grateful but I hope it’s not too much of a trouble for you to go out of your way since I’m heading for XYZ pub.
Him: I’ll be damned… That’s actually where I’m heading to too. I usually go there on most weekends. Come on… Hop in!
Her: Sure… Lemme grab my things… Be there in a minute.
As she collected her belongings he came out of his sedan and approached the driver and clear her fare without her knowledge. While returning back he noticed Sohini had just got done with powdering her face and applying a fresh coat of creamish-red lipstick. He walked to the other side to wait for her and observed her actions.
She came out in her red-one-piece-knee length-body hugging party dress. “Daaayuumm”, he thought to himself. She was fiddling with her purse to pay her fare when the driver intimated her that it was already clear by the gentleman who spoke to him a while back.
She gave a smile as it was all she could do and gracefully walked towards him at which he swung the door open for her to get in. As he walked across from the front fingers could sense her eyeing and admiring his chivalry and manliness and the way he carried himself. In a way, she was impressed.
He got into the driver’s seat and rolled up the windows once again. The AC began to blow waves of cool breeze at her which sent her straight shiny hair floating back and forth. Her satisfaction was hard to go unnoticed by him.
The initiated a formal conversation and spoke about an assortment of matters including work, boyfriends/girlfriends, family, etc. He understood she was the naughty type as he had caught her stealing looks at him from time to time and she would look away with mischievously smiles.
Him: I have not yet told you my name. It’s Alex. I’d have to say that tonight has been a Fateful night.
Sohini: Fateful… How, Alex?
Alex: I thought I wouldn’t be able to come out due to the heavy rain and yet I still chose to come. If I hadn’t then I wouldn’t have met you and assisted and beautiful damsel in distress. You see… Even your dress matches the colour of my car…. What are the odds of all this?
They burst into a hearty laughter and she slapped him on his hand playfully. It stayed for sometime and then it was retraced back.
Eventually, they reached the place and he dropped her off the main gate and proceeded to find a spot to park his car. When he returned he was surprised to find Sohini waiting for him at the lobby. He was equally surprised as he didn’t expect she would be waiting on him. Both of them understood that each wanted to to enter the pub together as a couple. They proceeded up the stairs and when they entered the pub she was looking for her friends while he stood beside.
When she found them she regaled them with the story of how Alex had assisted her. Alex understood they had their own thing going and kissed her palm like a gentleman, and bid her farewell. He didn’t want to be a “kebab me haddi”. She held on to his palm as if to silently wish he stayed but then again she couldn’t do much as it was her and her friends’ night out. Reluctantly, she released his palm and with a smile he disappeared into the crowd with her eyes locked right at him.
The lights were dim and flashy in the pub and soon his silhouette melted away into the crowd.
Now, Alex headed straight for the bar and ordered for a peg of his favourite Irish whiskey with a couple of ice cubes and some soda.
It seemed he knew his drink well for he was guiding the bartender with the right amount of soda he so desired. He had a strange habit of biting into raw chilli while sipping on his drinks. Much time had passed and the music was groovy. The tipsy sensation had sunk in and music was groovy.
Soon, he found himself nudging slightly to the beats when he felt a gentle hand tap on his shoulder. It was Sohini herself she spoke into his ear saying that she decided to spend time with him instead. Alex was pretty delighted, offered her the seat next to him and ordered for a drink she picked out herself.
A pub is an ideal place to initiate an intimate and cosy environment because you wouldn’t be able to hear was other person says unless you move closer with lips to the ear to say what you want. Both Alex and Sohini knew the drill and was practically comfortable with it.
Over time Alex would brush her back or her shoulder on was pretext of conveying some message. She would enjoy his accidental touches that sent shivers through her body. In turn, Sohini would hold his arm and inch closer to speak to him that her boobs would press against them. He knew she was doing it on purpose but chose to let time unfold her secrets. They spoke and laughed and giggled like children. Safe to say, there were having a good time.
It was into their third drink that Alex invited her for a dance and she readily agreed with a sparkle in her eye. By now, the effects of the drinks had kicked in stronger and both were enjoying the sensations of each other. He guided her to the floor and from subtle swaying, their moves began to become more….. exotic.
Both were trying to seduce one another with their moves. The grinding… The brushing… The embracing… She swung her head now and then that sent her long straight and silky hair flying across the air. Droplets of swear were beginning to form on their brow and shoulders.
The way they danced made the other men and women in the club ogle at them with envy. Coincidentally, their favourite song started to play and both understood they shared the same favorites. It was easy to figure out because as soon as the song began their moves became more aggressive and prominent. As she twirled around and bent over to the music the sound systems were blaring the words of their favorite song “Inna-in your eyes (club mix)”
Her moves became all the more seductive with his hands moving all over her curvy figure while the lyric screamed….
Tonight…. All I want is you…. Thousand shades of blue… Dancing in your eyes…
Just gonna let it go tonight…. I just wanna be…. Hold you close to me… Dancing in your eyes…
In the heat of the dance her hands glided all over him… She ground herself onto him from front and back while his hands felt her curves and occasionally glided over her belly and up across feeling her boobs. His face close beside her and showering kisses on her ears and neck. He felt her hair stand on ends with his touches and she was thoroughly enjoying it all.
It was so sensual the way they danced that the women, out of jealousy, pulled in their partners and came close to Alex and Sohini as if to have a dance battle. The men at the corners watched as if their eyes were about to pop our of their wretched sockets. Alex and Sohini cared less about the others around…. They were in their own intimate world.
As the song was about to get over, Alex pulled Sohini closer by her waist and she instinctively pushed her boobs forward crushing them onto his chest. He kiss her on her earlobe and whispered, “tonight… All I want is you.” Their bodies were already heated up with passion. At this moment they decided to skip the pub and head somewhere else… Somewhere private… Somewhere secluded…
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Thank you for reading. I would love to get your opinions and feedback on this story. Based on the feedback I will complete the rest of the story later. Have fun!
Pub To The Fun – Part 1
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