"Where did you go last night?" Kashi asked me, as I was whistling a tune while getting ready for college. She knows me the best. She might have caught the difference in my mood. She was looking at me suspiciously as I was searching for a shirt in the wardrobe. By wardrobe, I mean the cloth one, with zipper and all.

"Nowhere," I told her. I did not want to tell her the truth yet.

"Oh...so you don't want to tell me?"

"Just to meet a few friends," I said, avoiding her eyes.

"Which friends? I know all of your friends." She said, with the same suspicion in her eyes.

"Hm..." I took a moment to formulate a lie, "The guys from school. Jai and all."

She seemed still suspicious but she nodded. She might have assumed that I will never lie to her. Actually, I have lied to Kashi to keep my face sometimes, even though she is my closest friend.

I selected a shirt in which I look good and wore it. Kashi walked out... "Kashi..." Ajji noticed her coming out and yelled at her,

"What?" She asked.

"What are you doing inside while the boy is shirtless...?"

"Him? I have seen him since he was a baby..." Kashi said. "It won't be a big deal even if I see him naked."

I chuckled closing my shirt buttons. She walked away.

Only Ajji still treats me like an outsider in the house. No, she is not mean to me, But she is conscious that I am not blood-related to Kashi. She is worried we will get into some boy-girl business.

When we reached college, Harsh and all were in the canteen. Samaira was with them. My eyes found her at once. She noticed me... and she kind of looked happy to see me. There was this unknown communication going on between us that our friends could not see.

Samaira got up to go to the canteen counter, I followed her and stood close by. She fleetingly looked at me and then looked at the canteen staff to order a coffee. I ordered tea and I let my fingers find hers. And they lingered. We did not look at each other. But there was this smile that we hid from other friends.

When I was walking to the class, I was suddenly pulled into an empty classroom. I was a bit startled, but then when my eyes met Samaira's and I chuckled. She grinned at me. We laughed. And I pulled her to me. We kissed.

"Should we like get out of here?" She asked.

"We have a lecture in 5 minutes," I reminded her,.putting my hand on her waist.

"Who wants to hear the boring lecture." She frowned.

"I have to," I pushed a lock of her hair out of her face. "Coz unlike you, I am here on scholarship." We were doing an MBA. From one of the top private schools in the city. And both Kashi and I were here because of the scholarship program they have.

"But we can go somewhere at night," I told her. She nodded.

"Do you mind if I drive?" I asked her as she picked me up from the junction. She turned off the gas and switched to the passenger seat. I took the driver's seat and drove. Her car was so smooth.

"Where are we going?" Samaira asked...

"I want to take you somewhere." I said, "It's a bit far, is that okay?"

"Yeah." She said.

After a lot of driving through Mumbai's hectic traffic, we were at the spot I wanted It was a place I discovered when I was working as an uber driver. Yeah, I worked as an uber driver for a while. This boy and girl went to this spot to have a date back then. This place has an amazing view of the city. And it was such a quiet place away from all the rush of the city as well.

Samaira got out of the car and she looked mesmerised.

"This is so beautiful..." She said

"See, there are things that money cannot buy," I said.

"Yeah, I know..." She said.

We quietly lay on the hood of the car. She lay looking at me and kept playing with my finger.... "Shiva," She called...

"Hm?" The moon was also so beautiful today.

But Samaira was not saying anything so I looked at her. "What?"

"Nothing..." her fingers traced my pinky finger.

Suddenly it began to rain heavily. We jumped off the hood of the car and rushed inside. And we were patting away the water droplets when we looked at each other and burst into laughter.

In the rush, I had gotten into the passenger seat. So I held out my hand, and she took it and came to sit on my lap, straddling me. "So what do we do?" I asked her,

"We do.... This..." she kissed me A small one.

"That's a nice option," I told her.

"Is it?" She moved her fingers to my hair, adjusting my fringers. "I like your hair." She said

"I thought you like my eyes," I said.

"I like your eyes too." She said. "Wait, how do you know that I like your eyes."

I did overhear her say that. But I did not want to admit that. "You told me, remember.... At Harsh's farmhouse."

"Oh, yeah..." She said.

I moved my hand to her waist. She was wearing a white top and a pair of green shorts. "I like how you smell," I said. "Always so good."

"Oh yeah? What else do you like..." she put her hands on my shoulders.

"Well, I have not seen much so..." I teased her.

"So...?" She teased me back.

"I will let you know after I have seen more," I said with a naughty smile.

"More of what?"

"More of you..., Mia," I said.

She chuckled, took her white top off and threw it onto the driver's seat. Damn! I stiffened all over. My eyes fell to her creamy skin. Her pink bra, and her perfect cleavage. Her boobs, as much as I could see were perfect.

"Ohh... somebody is getting big down there." She teased me. I felt embarrassed. It was true that I was getting hard. This was my first time seeing a real semi-naked girl... That too, she was on my lap. She took my hand and placed it over her right boob, over the bra. "How is it? Better than the rest of my parts?" She asked with a chuckle.

It was as if all the sensation of my body has gone to my hand. I bit my lips as I gave them a squeeze. But I was getting more greedy. Now I wanted to see them, naked... without the bra. I wanted to see her fully naked. Damn, she would be so beautiful.

I knew I had her consent, I could see it in her eyes, I traced my hand up and got my finger under the bra strap. I gently slid it off her shoulder. And things tightened inside me more. I edged forward and pressed my lips to her naked skin where her bra strap was. I could not see it, but she might have closed her eyes, as I trailed kissed down to her cleavage, her fingers went to my hair and threaded through them.

I looked up and kissed her lips as my hand cupped her boob under the bra. It was heaven. I could feel her erect nipples under my palm. It drove me mad. I wanted an end to this growling desire in me. I wanted to fu*k her so badly.

The tip of my fingers touched her nipples. She moaned against my lips as my fingers explored them.... She fell forward and hid her face in the nape of my neck. I kept touching her boobs and nipples.

Then I did something that I may not have dared to do.... I unbuckled my jeans and freed the impatient and throbbing one down there. Her eyes fell to it. "Damn1" She whispered.

I gently tugged on the button of her shorts. "I don't have protection. But I so badly want to do this right now." I said. She hesitated. The rain fell around us heavily, clocking the car, giving us enough privacy. There was no one in the vicinity anyway.

Then she nodded. She unbuckled her shorts. And then things went awkward. It was difficult to get it off her. But when it came off... My eyes fell down there and it was so gorgeous. She was clean down there. And the slit down there was perfect. She looked shy. But I was impatient. I took away her bra off her and got her perfectly naked. Damn...this was a mesmerising sight. Creamy skin and curves. She was beautiful...

I pushed my pants down and she got on top of me. As I was about to enter her she tightly closed her eyes. I waited, and she opened her eyes.

"First time?" I asked her.

She nodded nervously.

"Me too..." I said.

She smiled.

I slid inside her with a bit of difficulty. She winced at a point. "Does it hurt?" I asked. She shook her head. And then...things got better. I thrust inside her slowly at first, unsure. Because it was the first time and I did not know if this was how I should do it. And the position and the space limitations inside the car made things a bit awkward. But I was feeling good. So this must be the right way.

My fingers grabbed her boobs again. My lips found her lips. I touched her all over and kissed her all over as my pace intensified. She started moaning at a point. I felt like moaning too. But I buried my head to her shoulder and thrust harder, she finally shuddered and moaned a bit louder than before and fell to my shoulder, as I came myself. Inside her...

"Sorry..." I mumbled. I meant to pull out.

She slapped my shoulder...

"Ouch.... Sorry." I said again.

"Take responsibility for this tomorrow." She said. And fell away from me and began to clean up and get dressed. The rain still persisted.

We spent the night in the car, talked for a while, and then somehow fell asleep. When I woke up it was 7 am.

"Shit," I sat up.

Samaira was still sleeping. I shook her awake. "Mia... Samaira," she opened her eyes "We need to go,' I reminded her. She nodded. "I'll drive," I told her. We shifted the seats and I began to drive...

"I need the morning-after pill," Samaira said as we reached the city. I parked the car on the roadside and ran to a medical shop and hesitantly asked for a morning-after pill. Thankfully the staff was male. He gave me the pill and asked me if I need condoms too. So I got those as well.

I came back to see that a traffic block had formed because my parking spot was not that great. I got in and drove on to clear the parking space.

I left Samaira in front of her house and we got down. She was walking a bit slow as she got down. "You okay?" I asked.

"Yeah," she said. "Just a bit kind of funny feeling down there," she said.

I nodded. She was about to walk in when I remembered about the pill. "Mia," she turned back to me. "Here..." I took the pill out of my pocket and gave her. "The morning-after pill. The chemist said you need to take it before 72 hours. 48 hours for best results."

"Okay..." She took the pills from me.

"Samaira..." Came a manly voice lined with concern and anger. I turned around to see a man in his 50s standing wearing a suit standing looking at us.

"Dad," Samaira said.

Her dad looked at the morning after pill in her hand to me and her.