"I had turned superstitious on the night and made Viru sit near me in one position. Neither of us ventured out till Dhoni's shot had crossed the boundary." - Sachin Tendulkar.
Playing it my way.
When Gods aren't immune to superstitions, mere mortals stand no chance against them. This is a story of how I got fucked wild in the living room with a full audience of my friends and boyfriend cheering me on and thanking me for winning the world cup for the country.
I vividly remember that day filled with nervous energy and excitement. The atmosphere was electric, India was playing the finals of the cricket world cup. There was a chance to make history after nearly 3 decades! We were all wearing our lucky clothes, lucky shoes and even the luckiest accessories. Anything that worked in the past matches or for us in our personal lives was applied. Even the lucky place was decided based on the previous wins. The lucky place to watch the match was Sudarshan Raghavan's apartment. It was all based on large amounts of empirical data collected over the course of the tournament.
It wasn't my favorite place to be, given his reputation of being the rowdiest character of the locality. He was a final year student held back by several back-papers for a few years making him a bit older than the rest of us. His dad ran a rather successful jewelry business in the locality. He used to help his dad run his business and was the person in charge of collections. Any creditor falling behind on payments would get a visit from this overbearing, muscle-bound, obnoxious personality. He had a couple of crude characters always surrounding him to ensure that he maintained his reputation. He had his own apartment in the building all to himself where he had set up a home theater with a projector for the ultimate viewing experience. There was also good food, soft drinks and booze on the offering and only a select few were invited there. In short, it was the perfect place for the young crowd to hang out without the worries of being hassled by elders. Due to the projector screen, the room was rather dark but there was enough sunlight outside to have some ambient light.
Sudarshan was still trying to clear all the subjects and get his degree. We had gotten into his good books by arranging notes for the classes that he was unable to clear. My boyfriend Gaurav was going to be there along with my BFF Tina and her boyfriend Ketan. I was wearing my lucky clothes to ensure that the men in blue have all the advantage that they can get. I was wearing a tight sleeveless white tank top which accentuated my supple breasts and showed off my curvy slim waist. Along with it I wore a chic blue skirt with black leggings covering my slender, long legs. Finally, I had completed the look with smart black heels and big peacock feather earrings. The outfit showed off my flat tummy, and I felt very sexy. I was going to sit around in the room filled with boys for eight hours, and I was ready for a lot of attention. Why not? If you've got it, flaunt it!
The apartment had a good level of security built in. The entrance doors had a second heavy metal door with bars for an extra level of protection. Sudarshan's henchmen kept it always locked, opening it with their key only for someone they trusted. We rang the bell and were allowed in quickly. There was a lot of commotion as we got into the apartment just in time for the toss. People were wearing blue jerseys and the sentiment of #bleedblue was in the air. Some of these clothes were kept as-is after matches to ensure that the luck wouldn't wash away! The sanctity of all the things that could affect the outcome was to be preserved.
The general sentiment around the room was that India should chase. They had defeated Australia comprehensively while chasing but the bowling had buckled in crunch situations despite a big total against England and South Africa. As we were entering the apartment the toss happened. Apparently, Dhoni won the toss and had elected to bat instead of chasing!
I jumped into the first available seat with another free seat next to it keeping my eyes glued to the large screen following the action. I felt Gaurav squeeze in right next to me. There was some confusion going on in the field and we were fixated on it. Apparently, the match referees and the players hadn't heard the call and the toss needed to be repeated! This call was made as soon as I had squeezed myself into my seat. People looked on as Dhoni lost the next toss and it resulted in Sangakkara choosing to bat first. The room erupted with joy. This never happens! Nobody could ever remember a toss being repeated in their memory of all the games. Something was different!
With the toss done, I looked around to take a bearing of my surroundings and find my friends. I realized that I was sitting right next to Sudarshan wedged in between him and the armrest at the end of the couch. Gaurav had not taken the seat since it was Sudarshan's reserved seating spot right in the middle of the room. It was a pretty tight fit as the couch was accommodating more people than it was made for. At this point, Sudarshan called out that nobody would change their positions for the match. The current arrangement must truly have some positive energy associated with it to be able to change the toss entirely! I looked around and saw Tina and her boyfriend Ketan sitting far away. Gaurav had sat in a chair in front of the sofa and towards the side of the room. This essentially had his back towards me but at least he was nearby.
Over 0.1
My heart sank due to the close proximity with Sudarshan. He was a goon whom I feared and despised, and he sat tightly adjacent to me. I thought I would stick with the current arrangement for a bit and then move around and find a new spot as the match would progress. The match started and Zaheer Khan had the new white ball in his hand. He bowled a very fine maiden over first up while Sreesanth paired up with him to bowl from the other end. While Sreesanth was a bit expensive and got a few hoots, Zaheer Khan was impeccable. He bowled three maiden overs on the trot!
Over 6.1
I decided that I had complied enough and needed to get up to be more comfortable. As soon as I managed to eke out of the uncomfortable position and started putting my weight on my legs to stand up, my heels slipped and my hand landed squarely in the middle of Sudarshan's lap trying to stop my fall. I started struggling to gain balance and stand straight from this fallen position. In an effort to regain my balance, I ended up just putting more weight on him. I felt his dong come to life under my palm and fingers. The soft and flaccid tube suddenly filled with lifeblood and energy springing into a hard and long rod. I jerked back my hand in shock and horror which took away all my support. I completely lost my balance and I faceplanted in his lap. The side of my face came into contact with the erect penis inside his slacks.
It was all rather quick to an onlooker but to me it took ages, and I can still remember that moment in vivid detail. Before I could try and process the situation everyone around the room started applauding and cheering. My face became red with embarrassment, and I wanted to disappear. I sheepishly turned around and looked up. I realized that they were all looking at the screen and cheering Zaheer Khan instead of laughing at my predicament. India had their first breakthrough! Upul Tharanga had edged a ball and was out caught in the slips.
I quietly got up and hi-fived Gaurav and then went back and hugged Tina. I looked in the direction of Sudarshan and saw him nodding at me with a Cheshire cat grin plastered on his face. People were celebrating all around the room. I tried to move past the little incident as if it never happened. Hopefully the darkness had shielded me from the embarrassment.
I spent some time moving around the room trying to find a new spot and chatting with Tina and Gaurav. I kneeled next to his chair and thought of slowly adjusting myself there. In some time though I could feel eyes on me. Instinctively, I reached back and tried to adjust my clothes only to realize that my black thong was visible from the back of my skirt making a perfect whale tail. Yikes! All the people sitting behind me had gotten a good view of my bare lower back and my panties. I stood up and straightened my clothes. At this point, Sudarshan bellowed for everyone to settle down and assume their original positions. I turned around and saw him looking at me directly.
Over 9.3
I sighed and resigned myself to sitting back in the seat. Just as I sat back down, Sreesanth did some excellent fielding to stop the ball from going across the boundary for a 4. Sudarshan growled, "Did you see the difference? You are not moving from here." With that, he patted the bare skin on my arm. While it should not have mattered, a foreign touch immediately sent sparks flying through my body. I felt a tingle in my nipples, and they began to harden along with goosebumps all over my arm. Sudarshan let his hand linger on my arm for just enough time to make me sweat and then removed it very casually.
Over 12.2
I tried my luck again and got up on the pretext of getting some water. No sooner did I leave my place than Sreesanth got hit for a four and ended up leaking 13 runs in an over including throwing a no-ball. The score rocketed from 39/1 to 54/1. At this point, I got a glare not just from Sudarshan but his goons as well. There really was no escape as I was quickly ushered back into that tight position next to Sudarshan. "You are not to leave this position! If you want something, let Ranjan or Chhedi know and they will get you stuff.", he commanded. I felt trapped and nodded absently. Gaurav also looked back but could do nothing more than have a sorry expression for me.
Over 13
And lo behold! Just like magic, things got pulled back as Munaf Patel bowled a tight over giving away just one run and an extra. Several faces turned towards me, and I got a lot of "knowing" nods.
Over 16
Harbhajan Singh, the
turbanator
was introduced into the attack. People started claiming "Bhajji" is going to rock it. He was putting on a good show and keeping things tight. I felt a hand gently rest on my thigh and when I exclaimed looking up at the owner of the hand, Sudarshan said, "Do you like Bhajji?" With that he left his hand on my thigh. My heart skipped a beat at this touch and all I could manage was croak out a yes and nod. However, just as this transpired, the pressure of the tight bowling got to Dilshan who attempted a sweep and ended up getting bowled. It was a bit of a lucky dismissal. But then, we were generating all sorts of luck in that room!
People cheered around us and Sudarshan looked into my eyes and then very pointedly at this hand on my thigh and then back. All he said was a "Hmmm".
In walked Mahela Jayawardene at this point. Someone loudly cackled saying that a lady has walked in. Everybody laughed out at that comment. Little did they know what that "
mahila
" had in store for them.
Over 18
Mahela immediately got about his business and quickly got off the mark. He looked determined! Tina understood my predicament and looked to rescue me. She walked over to me and sat on the edge of the sofa next to me and started to make small talk. This was a big relief for me as it provided me with a lot of moral support. Mahela in the meantime, got a boundary. Ketan also came over and stood next to her and started chatting. Soon a second boundary was hit in the same over by Mahela. This second one could have resulted in a dismissal as it was a genuine edge but there was no one at the second slip. Bummer! I heard a growl from Sudarshan and the deadly stare sent Tina and Ketan packing back to their place. Such was the terror of this guy next to whom I was stuck.
Slowly though, the game moved into those middle overs phase where it loses intensity. It is the period that makes or breaks matches but are just not that interesting. Eventually people started moving around. Some went for a water break, others for a smoke and still others casually chatted. I, however, was stuck in my place and not allowed to move.
Over 25
Finally, Gaurav overcame his fear and came over to me. Instead of sitting on the arm of the couch he just sat next to me on the floor. The over from Yuvi was going fine so far but suddenly, Mahela hit an excellent stroke to score a 4. Sudarshan bent forward and stared at him, but Gaurav just looked forward and pretended not to notice. To my great relief, Sudarshan let it slide.
Now, whether it was out of an attempt to comfort me or just to show everyone who was the boyfriend, Gaurav hugged my leg and started caressing my shin over the legging. It did feel very comforting. I felt much more secure now.
