Previously on The Project Trip, Karan, two of his friends, and Tarini with whom he is having an affair have just inadvertently introduced Tarini's friend Meena to group sex. Afterwards Meena revealed to the boys that she is Tarini's boyfriend's sister. But regardless, they are all exhausted and playtime is over.
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Tarini looked at her phone. "I guess I better be going," she announced. We were sitting around in my living room after our antics in my bedroom. "Thanks for everything, Karan," she smiled at me while she slipped on her shoes.
Meena reclined on my sofa chair, in her bra and panties, still trying to look like she controlled all of us. "Are you meeting up with Mohit?" she asked Tarini who nodded, a little embarrassed at Meena at the mention of her boyfriend who also happened to be Meena's brother. "Come over here then," Meena ordered. She inspected Tarini, adjusted her hair and told her to wash her face again.
Sam and Dhruv both looked uncomfortable. "Um, we have to go too," Sam mumbled when Tarini returned from my bathroom. I didn't ask them why, that was their business and they would tell me if they needed me to know. But they both watched Meena carefully which was strange since they were quite alright when she was with us on my bed a short time before. Of course that was before she revealed she was Mohit's sister. Was that so concerning to them? She did not see to be worried about it.
So all of a sudden, Meena was alone with me, her in her underwear on my chair and me in my shorts lingering around the room, a little wary that we were alone. "I need to change my sheets," I told her.
"I'll help," she laughed. We did not discuss why that was such a priority. As I expected, Meena was exceedingly efficient at stripping the soiled sheets off my bed and helped me to make the bed with the fresh ones that I got out of the linen cupboard. Once the job was done, she lay back on the bed and gave me an alluring smile. "It's late," she noted. "You don't mind if I stay here with you?"
"I don't mind," I said without any hesitation. "But are there any people who would be concerned about where you are?" Like parents or your brother, I thought but didn't say.
"Trust me, that's not a problem," she stated confidently. Of course, I thought, there is probably nobody in Mumbai who would challenge her about what she did or where she went. She got in under the sheets and gestured for me to join her. Of course I did and when I settled against her I found that she had taken off her underwear and was naked again. So I eased off my shorts. I was soft after everything that we had all done earlier, but my penis tingled as I pressed it safely against her thigh. Meena murmured her appreciation.
"I don't get many chances to spend all night in the arms of a man," she whispered. "So I am going to absolutely make the most of this." She spooned into me and made a range of appreciative grunts.
Since I felt comfortable pressed into her, I told Meena what I was thinking: "I loved what you did earlier," I whispered into her back.
"Which part?" she asked.
"How you kept your clothes on while the rest of us were performing. Giving us a commentary and acting like you were above all this petty sex thing. Letting us wonder whether you were going to do anything or whether you were only going to observe and judge us. Then suddenly making your announcement and nonchalantly taking your clothes off. What did you say?"
"I suppose I might as well get involved." Meena chuckled. "Or something to that effect."
"Sexiest thing I've seen and heard," I told her. I could feel her smile.
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There was so much I didn't know about Meena. "You are so changeable," I said softly into the back of her neck. "You come here ordering us around, the really dominant type. Like that was someone that you have to be all the time. And now you are like a tame cat. I wonder who is the real you?"
Meena took my hand and placed it gently on the underside of her breast so I could softly toy with it. I could sense her unwinding, that I was turning her on by being gentle and letting her relax into me as well. "I am who I choose to be at any time," she explained calmly. "I can be different people. Some roles just seem right at the time. Like making you all do what I wanted you to do earlier. That was fun. But a girl has to be assertive in this town. I am known for getting my own way. And there are times like this when I just want to be, like you say, the lolling cat."
I let my hand run down from her breast to lightly tickle her down her side, down to her thigh. I felt some stirring in my cock and wondered if I would be able to go again. Or for that matter, if I really wanted to or whether I should just enjoy placidly caressing my new partner. She was warm, wedging comfortably into me.
"You can always be whoever you want with me," I whispered in her ear. "I appreciate that you like having fun and like teasing people, and that is great. I am happy to accept you as you want to be from moment to moment." My stirring, I realised, was of contentment. I wasn't going to be performing again this night.
Meena turned her head back towards mine. "Karan, you are genuine and a rare considerate man. That must be one of the reasons that you have so many girlfriends."
We both chuckled at that and fell asleep together like we were lovers for a long time.
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It was late on Monday night. Menaka had warned me by IM that she wanted to have a video call, so I set up my laptop and waited, worried a little bit. Something in the tone of her IM seemed serious. Tarini had texted me her thanks for looking after her friend. I texted Tarini back saying She looked after me! But Tarini didn't respond to that. At least that didn't seem complicated. Abhi had messaged after Sam or Dhruv had obviously told him everything because he demanded to know when he would meet Meena. And I didn't have her number and I guess she did not have mine, so I hadn't heard from her. I forgot to ask her for her number.
"Is there anything serious?" I asked Menaka when we had a connection and could see each other. She looked beautiful with her long wavy hair flowing to her shoulders, wearing a short T-shirt that covered her breasts but left her midriff bare, a reminder of how attractive she was underneath. She would have made sure of her effect on me. What a pity that we were on different continents this night.
"Everything's all right, Karan. I just missed you and I wanted to catch up on your news and see what aspects of my boring life I can remember to tell you so that you don't have to worry about me."
I assured my girlfriend that she was never boring and she smiled at that compliment. "So?" she asked me. "I can read your face. I'll bet you've been up to something."
I smiled. "Well you know we tell each other everything." Menaka nodded, so I continued. "We've got a new fuck buddy."
Menaka laughed. "Fuck buddy. I like that term, I have to remember to use it. So where did you find this new fuck buddy?"
I proceeded to tell her about the cup of tea. "And I have pictures," I added after I told her how things had developed.
Menaka perked up at that. "Please, can I see these pictures?" Of course she would ask that.
"I'll see how quickly I can get them to you. You should get them in a moment." I sent the files to her from my phone then started to explain. "It's pretty comprehensive. Meena filmed us with her phone first up. Then when she got involved, Tarini used hers. It was nice of them to share the footage with us all." Maybe I did have Meena's phone number. I would check after Menaka's call.
Menaka smiled at my promise and disappeared from the screen for a moment. "It's nice that she doesn't look like either me or Tarini," she reported when she came back. "I love that bust of hers. I'd really want to bury myself in those breasts one day."
I laughed and Menaka gave me her 'what?' look. "I already have. But you will never guess who she is?"
Menaka looked confused. "What do you mean?" She carefully studied my face. "Go on, tell me," she insisted. "I can see that this is going to be good."
So I told her.
