Rajesh arrived in the US from India three years ago after graduating with a masters in computer engineering. He immediately got scooped up by a tech startup vying for his development skills. His employers loved him. Not only was he brilliant at his job, but he was a likeable guy.
David, his best friend, would agree with that statement. That’s one of the reasons he became friends with him a few days after Rajesh’s arrival at the firm. The two guys hit off, sharing an affinity for technology and hot women. When they weren’t talking about how to design the next best operating system, they indulged in discussing Franceska.
She was the 23-year-old secretary with a busty rack and an ass you can bounce off a quarter. Much like most of the guys in the office, David and Rajesh fantasized out loud about what they would do to her.
David was in a relationship with his high school sweetheart. Rajesh was completely single. The only date he had been on was a blind one his mother set him up on with her colleague’s daughter. She wasn’t interested in Rajesh romantically. It’s not that Rajesh was such an introvert that he was intimated by women; he was very logical and analytical.
Some women were impressed with his intelligence, but none of them felt any attraction towards him. He just didn’t know how to push the right buttons. They loved that he was smart, well-mannered and a gentleman, but their pussies weren’t wet during their interactions with him.
Rajesh’s mom tried really hard to arrange a marriage for him before he left India. He was relieved that it had not come to fruition.
But he was also bummed about not having any woman interested in him. He would’ve loved to have a date on Friday night, instead of hanging out with David at the bar. Rajesh really enjoyed spending time with David, but sitting at the bar and not having the balls to approach the women David said to him was hot messed with Rajesh.
He knew he should do it. He wanted to do it. But his anxiety completely spiralled out of control, making him paralysed.
It was Friday night. He was at the bar, waiting for David to join him. The Barron pub was their go-to spot after work for drinks. They hadn’t missed a Friday hang-out since starting the ritual.
Rajesh checked his watch. It was 10 minutes after they were supposed to meet. David was never late. Rajesh looked around the venue and spotted a few hot babes. He would’ve loved to speak to the tall blonde in heels. He wrote her off immediately because he knew there was no way he was walking up to her.
Five minutes later, Rajesh checked his phone again. He was starting to feel anxious, alone at the bar. He believed some pretty woman would spot him and think he’s a loser for being out by himself. It communicated so many negative things about him. At least, that’s what he thought.
David’s message came though: Sorry, buddy. Can’t make it tonight. I received some bad news. Tell you about it on Monday.
Rajesh frowned, reading the message. He immediately assumed the worst—a death in the family or, at the very least, a serious injury.
He kept staring at the message, thinking about how his life could end at any moment. Nobody could guarantee him life in the next few minutes.
Looking around at the venue, Rajesh wanted to leave. He felt bad for wanting to have fun while his best friend was going through a tragedy. It’s not like he was going to approach a woman, anyway. He might as well go home. But he decided to stay for a few minutes.
Going home meant that he would be depressed for disappointing himself. To make himself feel better, he would jerk off. But once he ejaculated, he felt even worse.
A few minutes later, Rajesh had thrown in the towel. Seeming like a loser at the bar prompted him to stand and push his chair back. A lady in a red dress brushed his shoulder accidentally to reach the bar in between the throng.
She looked at him and smiled. “Sorry. My fault.”
Her hand landed on Rajesh’s forearm. He couldn’t help but lower his gaze to her hand, shocked that a stunning woman touched him. He couldn’t remember the last time a woman touched him.
“No problem.”
She ordered a drink, and Rajesh stood next to her. He was about to leave, right? Standing there without a purpose should’ve made him feel stupid. But that was the last thing on his mind. He was completely smitten by the woman next to him. The only thing he could concentrate on was her beauty.
The barman placed the Cosmopolitan in front of her. She took a sip and then slightly tilted her head towards Rajesh, not making eye contact. He couldn’t help but stare. She was just divine in every way.
Say something, say anything. Don’t just stare at her. You’re gonna freak her out, thought Rajesh.
“I’m Rajesh.”
“Jennifer. Nice to meet you.”
“Nice dress. You look lovely in it.” That wasn’t just a random compliment. Rajesh really meant it, and it showed on his face.
She smiled. “Thank you. That’s very nice of you to say.”
“It’s a pleasure.”
“Who are you here with?”
“By myself. A friend was supposed to join me, but something came up.”
“That makes two of us.”
Jennifer pulled the high stool towards her and propped herself up on it. Rajesh pulled his stool back towards him.
He almost asked her a stupid question but managed to refrain from offering to buy her a drink.
“What do you do?” asked Rajesh.
He was inexperienced at talking to women in a social setting, so he opted for taking value, instead of offering it. He should’ve mentioned a fun story that would entertain her, but he put the burden on her to carry the conversation by engaging in small talk.
Luckily for him, Jennifer was more receptive to it than most women.
“I’m a masseuse.”
He smiled and nodded. “Oh, wow. That sounds like fun.”
“It’s financially rewarding.”
“I’m in IT.”
She smiled.
A few seconds passed, and he hadn’t followed up. He wasn’t giving her much to work with, so she spoke about her travels.
For the next twenty minutes, Rajesh listened to her stories about jet skiing in the Bahamas and climbing the Lion’s Head in Cape Town. He told her about the wildlife he saw at the Jim Corbett National Park in India. She was fascinated with his encounters with animals.
A few minutes later, Jennifer finished her drink. Rajesh asked the barman for a refill.
“Thank you.”
While conversing with Rajesh, Jennifer looked up and smiled as Nelly Furtado’s Maneater played. “This is my favourite song.”
Rajesh smiled and kept looking at her, holding eye contact. It was obvious to him that she wanted to dance, but he was uncertain if he was invited.
“Shall we?” she asked.
“Sure.”
On the dancefloor, Rajesh was apprehensive about putting his hands on her inappropriately. That meant making the first move. She put her arms around his neck, giving him the green light. He put his hands on her hips.
Rajesh was a bit stiff. Loving the song, Jennifer turned around and backed up her ass on his groin. She swung her hips, and he ran his hand down her leg.
She felt him getting hard. His dick pressed up against her ass. He closed his eyes, feeling years of bottled-up frustration release from his body. He looked at her, feeling grateful to be holding such an amazing woman.
Jennifer turned around and put her arms around his neck, her face two centimetres from his. Rajesh closed his eyes and tilted his head. They kissed. Rajesh felt dopamine flying through his head. He couldn’t believe his luck. It’s like he was in a Lamborghini, travelling at 300 kilometres per hour.
After the kiss, Jennifer grabbed his hand and led him outside.
They got into a taxi and went to her place.
In her lounge, she put on music. They danced in the lounge and then kissed again. She looked at his groin and then smiled. She got on her knees and unzipped his pants. Rajesh couldn’t believe what was happening. He thanked his lucky stars that David hadn’t shown up. He felt bad for thinking that, but he doubted that he would’ve met Jennifer had David been there.
Jennifer pulled out his dick and sucked it. Rajesh murmured, feeling like he was in heaven. She tickled his balls, almost making him cum. He accepted that it was likely he would cum quickly.
She pulled off her dress and bent over the couch. She knew he would love her ass. He stared at it, completely mesmerised.
Jennifer looked over her shoulder and smiled at him.
Rajesh put on a condom and stepped towards her. He felt her ass and smiled. His dick went in, and his smile broadened, feeling ecstatic because he was not going to die a virgin.
He thrust a few times and then stopped, careful not to cum too quickly. He thrust again, and she moaned. That made him feel that she would moan more if he carried on. Rajesh thrust fast several times, and Jennifer moaned.
As he grabbed her shoulders, he jerked, unleashing his load into the condom. His eyes averted, and his body stiffened as his cum flowed out.
After his last drop, Rajesh lowered his shoulders and relaxed. He had never felt more relaxed. It’s like all his problems vanished.
At the office on Monday morning, David approached Rajesh’s desk.
He smiled, seeing happiness on Rajesh’s face. “Seems like you had a good weekend.”
“The best ever.”
“What happened?”
Rajesh gave him the details before David saw the boss come in, then scuttled to his desk. He was so preoccupied with his experience that he forgot to ask David about what happened to him on Friday.
At lunchtime, Rajesh couldn’t stop talking about Jennifer. “I’m gonna call her tonight, ” he said.
The following day, he told David that they spoke but hadn’t made concrete plans because Jennifer had a busy week.
He spoke about her for the rest of the week. Rajesh’s obsession with Jennifer concerned David. He decided to speak to Rajesh at lunchtime about it.
“Maybe you should just forget about her.”
Rajesh leaned into him, his eyebrows raised. “What are you talking about? I met one of the hottest women on Earth. We had sex, and you’re telling me to forget about her.”
“It’s probably for the best. Just look at it for what it is.”
“And what might that be?”
“The girl was out on a Friday by herself, looking for fun. She got it. You had a great time. And everyone is happy. So just leave it at that.”
“I can’t believe I’m hearing this from you. I thought you’d be happy for me. That’s how friends should react.”
“Rajesh, I am your friend. I want you to be happy.”
“Then support me.”
Seeing that Rajesh would not budge, David felt the need to spill the beans. “Look, I need to tell you something.”
“What?”
“Jennifer is an escort. I hired her to spend some time with you.”
Rajesh’s eyes widened, and his lower lip dropped. “She’s a what?”
David looked down and nodded. “Yeah.”
Rajesh frowned and shook his head. “You mean to tell me that you set the whole thing up?” David bit his bottom lip. “Why would you do that?” he added.
“Because I’m your friend and I want you to be happy.”
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