always very close to each other. He used to be very naughty when he
was a little kid, and always got in trouble with mom and dad. I used
to try and protect him often because sometimes dad would get real
upset, and smack him when he did some mischief. Every time he got a
beating, Dhruv would come to me and cry, and beg me to let him sleep
with me that night. So as we grew older, we became very close and are
the best of buddies even today. Dhruv tells me all the time that he
has the best sister in the world, and he brags about me to all his
friends. I am regular reader of IDM.
Well, this story is about what happened one year ago. Dhruv was in
college, and lived in a one-bedroom apartment just off the campus. He
was 18 at the time, and I was 19. I work for a software company, and
they sent me to a seminar, which happened to be at the University
where Dhruv was studying. So I decided to go and stay with him for the
two days. He was ecstatic about it because we had not seen each other
in two years since he went to college. I had visited him once when he
first went to college, and he had given me a key to the apartment, so
I was all set.
I arrived at the apartment about 7 PM, and got in using the key. I
heard the sound of the shower running, and Dhruv humming to himself. I
dropped my stuff on the sofa, and went to the kitchen, to get
something to drink. I was standing by the kitchen window looking out,
with a can of soda in my hand, when I heard his footsteps behind me. I
turned around. He was vigorously scrubbing his head with the towel,
which covered his face, and so he didn't see me. He was completely
naked. I gasped, and that startled him. He pulled the towel off his
head and looked at me in surprise.
"Oh, Hi Jon. When did you get in?" He always called me Jon.
"Just now," I replied, looking at the gorgeous cock dangling between
his legs. It was long, and even in the soft condition, it looked
beautiful. Dhruv realized he was naked, and quickly covered himself
with the towel.
"Don't I get a hug, Dhruv?" I asked.
"Oh. Yeah, sure. Of course. Let me get dressed first. You caught me by
surprise."
"That's okay, Dhruv. I don't mind you hugging me like this." I stepped
closer to him, and hugged him. He put his arms around me and gave me
his typical bear hug, the way he used to when he was little. The towel
dropped to the floor. I could feel his cock pressing against my leg. I
hugged him back, and kissed him on the lips. Then I patted him on the
rump, and pushed back, holding him at arm's length to take a good look
at him.
"You sure have grown up, Dhruv. You look great."
Dhruv blushed, and said, "Thanks, Jon. You look good, too. Now can I
go and put something on? I feel awkward standing like this in front of
you."
"If you insist. But I don't mind you walking around naked," I said,
looking at his cock, "You are in great shape, Dhruv. Do you work out?"
"Yeah, whenever I have time. Where's all your stuff?" He bent down to
pick up the towel and wrapped it around his waist.
"In the living room."
"You relax now while I take care of it. Are you hungry?"
"Sure. Let's go out. I'll treat you," I said, following him into the
living room. Dhruv picked up my bags and headed for the bedroom.
"You sleep here in the bedroom, Jon. I'll get out the sleeping bag
later. Let me get dressed and then we can go."
I followed him in the bedroom, and sat down on the bed. He turned to look at me.
"Are you going to sit here and watch me get dressed, or what?"
"Sure. Why not?"
"Fine, please yourself," Dhruv shrugged his shoulders, and removed his
towel. He looked at me, to see my reaction. I smiled at him, and
turned my attention to his cock, which was beginning to get hard. I
looked at him again, and winked.
"You really have a nice cock, brother."
Dhruv blushed again, and said, "Cut it out, will you? You are my
sister, for God's sake."
"So what?"
"What do you mean, Jon? Are you trying to hit on me, or something?"
"No. I am just admiring your body, you goof. Just like you ogle at a
well-endowed woman."
Dhruv laughed, as he began putting on his clothes. "Well, that's
different. I don't ogle at you. Besides, the women I look at are not
my sisters, and most of the time they are fully dressed."
"But I am sure you do imagine how they would look naked. So if you get
a chance to see a beautiful, naked woman, would you
not look at her?"
"Sure I would."
"That's just my point. I got a chance to look at a handsome hunk of a
male in the nude, and I looked. Don't make a big deal about it. I've
seen you naked before."
"Yeah. But that was many years ago, when I was a little kid."
"Nothing has changed on your anatomy, except everything got a little
bigger. Some parts, a lot bigger."
Dhruv shook his head. "I don't believe you. If you were not my sister,
I'd swear you were trying to hit on me. Now come on, and let's have
something to eat."
We had a good dinner at a nearby Chinese restaurant. By the time we
got back, it was past 9 PM.
"What time is your seminar, Jon?" Dhruv asked, reaching for his
sleeping bag on the top shelf of the closet.
"I think it starts at 8:30. They have complimentary breakfast and
registration before that. But I don't have to be there that early.
How far is it from here?"
"Not far. We can walk there in five minutes."
"Good. What time do you have classes?"
"The first one is at 9:30. So I am not in a rush. You can use the
bathroom first."
"Okay. Are you turning in for the night?"
"Heck, no. I have assignments to finish. I'll probably be up until
midnight," Dhruv replied.
"That's terrible. I am not sleepy as yet. Still on the east coast
time, you know. You think we can just sit around and chat for a while,
or do you have to hit the books right away?"
"No, I can chat with you. In fact, I'd love to, Jon. We haven't seen
each other in such a long time."
Dhruv sank into the sofa, and pulled me down. I fell on top of him. He
hugged me tightly, and said, "I'm so happy to see you, Sis.
I love you."
"I love you, too," I hugged him back, and kissed him on the lips. We
held each other, enjoying the embrace. Then I slid out of his arms and
sat down next to him.
"Tell me about your love life, Dhruv."
"Love life? There is none. No time for that right now. I've got to get
A's this semester. Otherwise, it's goodbye law school."
"Law school? I thought you wanted to be a doctor."
"I changed my mind. These days, even doctors need lawyers. Besides,
law school is quicker."
"I see. I am happy for you, Dhruv."
"Thanks." He turned and put his arms around my shoulders, and pulled
me closer. "I am so glad to see you, my sweet sister. You look great.
Looks like you also work out."
"A little. I am not a fanatic about it. Just enough to keep the tummy
tucked in and hips from getting bigger, that's all."
"You are doing fine. Stand up, and let me look at you."
I got up, and stood before him. Standing on my toes, I thrust my chest
out and slowly twirled around to give him a good look.
Dhruv clapped, and said, "By golly, Jon. You are a knockout. To be
frank with you, I wouldn't mind looking at you naked, now that you
have seen me in the nude."
I laughed, and said, "Oh, really. Well, I'll think about it."
We chatted about things for a while. I was beginning to get sleepy. "I
think I'll call it a day. Do you have an alarm clock, Dhruv? I forgot
to bring mine."
"Yeah. It's right next to the bed, where you can hit the snooze button
without any problem."
I got up, and kissed him goodnight, and went to change. After brushing
my teeth, I took a hot shower, which always helps me relax at the end
of the day. I took out my nightdress and put it on. Looking in the
mirror, I realized that it didn't hide much, because it was quite
sheer. I usually wear nothing underneath when I sleep, but I
hesitated. I was not in my own place, and I thought perhaps it would
be better to at least wear panties. I have a good figure, and I am
quite proud of it. I usually keep my bush trimmed, but didn't have
time to do it before leaving. So the bush was kind of thick, and it
showed through the nightie. I put on the panty, and went out in the
kitchen to get a glass of water.
Dhruv had also changed, and was wearing just his boxers. He was
stretched out on the sofa, reading some textbook. I noticed the slight
bulge in the boxers, and could see the outline of his cock resting
between his legs. I found my nipples getting hard thinking about his
naked cock, which I had seen earlier. I got the glass of water and
walked over to him.
"What are you reading?"
Dhruv looked up at me, and gave a slow whistle. "Wow, lady. You are
some babe, Sis." He sat up, looking with admiration at me. I smiled at
him, and slowly turned around. "Now we are even."
"No, we are not. I was naked. You still have this thing on. If you
want to be even, then take it all off."
"Are you daring me?"
"If that's the way you want it."
I pulled the nightdress off in one swift motion, and stood before him.
Dhruv's mouth fell open, and his eyes got big, staring at my bust. I
felt a shiver down my spine as I watched his eyes moving from one
breast to the other, and looking at my crotch, which was still
covered. He shifted uncomfortably on the sofa, and I noticed that he
was reacting to my semi-nakedness.
I smiled at him, and said, "Satisfied?"
"Wow. They are just gorgeous," Dhruv said, licking his lips, without
even looking at me. His eyes were riveted on my breasts which, I have
to admit, were gorgeous. There is no sag to them at all, and that is
something to be proud of when you are a size 38B.
"I would never have guessed, Jon, that you have such perfect tits.
Most of the time you wear such baggy clothes, it's hard to tell."
"Thanks, Dhruv. I like my figure."
"So do I," Dhruv said, slowly getting up. I watched him, as he tried
to adjust his crotch to hide his arousal.
"Don't bother. I already saw it. You are hard, aren't you?"
"I am sorry, Jon. I shouldn't react like this. You are my sister."
I took his hand in mine, and said, "Don't feel bad. Don't you see that
I am also reacting to you?" I placed his hand against my breast,
pressing it into the hardened nipple.
"Please, Jon. Don't do that," Dhruv stammered, but his hand stayed on
my breast. I put my arm around his neck and pulled his head toward me.
I kissed him lightly on the lips and said, "It is natural to react to
a naked body, Dhruv. Get over this shame and appreciate the beauty of
what you see. I am not ashamed to look at you. Just look at that tent
in your shorts. It looks gorgeous. Take the shorts off and let me see
your hard cock."
Dhruv looked at me pleadingly, struggling with the conflict between
arousal and guilt. I pulled him in my arms and hugged him. I pressed
my breasts against his chest, and my pelvis against his arousal. He
was stiff like a pole, and was poking into my belly. I pinched him on
his behind, and stepped away. Quickly I stepped out of my panty, and
said, "Now. Take it off. Let's both be naked. Then we will be even."
Dhruv still hesitated. "I don't know, Jon." His eyes were now fixed on
the golden bush between my legs. I grabbed the elastic waistband of
his shorts, and yanked them down. Wordlessly, he stepped out of them,
and sank to his knees on the carpet. He put his arms around my waist,
and pulled me closer. Gently he kissed my bush, and caressed my butt.
"You are so beautiful and sexy, Jon. Please forgive me for reacting
this way to you."
I sank to the carpet and took his face in my hands.
"Dhruv, my sweet brother. There is no shame in nudity, and there is no
shame in admitting our attraction to the opposite sex. I know we are
brother and sister, but human body is the same, regardless of
relationships. And when you love someone like we love each other,
there is no reason for this guilt, darling. You are aroused by a
beautiful female body, just as I am aroused by a handsome male body."
"But what good is that going to do, Jon? It's not like we are lovers,
and can make out when we are turned on."
"I understand, Dhruv. But why do you deprive yourself of the pleasure
of seeing a naked woman whom you love very much? We have been so close
all our lives. Remember, you even used to sleep with me in my bed many
times?"
"But Jon, that was a long time ago. I was only eight or ten."
"No. You used to sleep with me till your were fifteen. Don't you think
I could feel you growing up when you used to cuddle up to me at
night?"
"What are you talking about?"
"You are such a goof, Dhruv. I still remember how you used to take
your cock out of your nightdress and play with it. You thought you
were being very careful, but I knew what you were doing. I could feel
your jerking movements and hear your grunts. Sometimes your cock would
press into my back when you had your leg over me."
"My God, Jon. And you didn't say anything."
"No. Do you know why?"
"Why?"
"Because I knew you were trying to learn about your growing sexuality,
and it was safe to do it with me. I was also curious at first what you
were doing that caused the bed to shake so much. So one time I watched
you."
"I'm so embarrassed," Dhruv said, looking away. I thought I saw tears
in his eyes, so I turned his face toward me. He was almost on the
verge of crying. I pulled him in my arms and caressed his head.
"Oh Dhruv. Why are you so sad and ridden with guilt, darling? I am
your sister. You can talk to me. Don't you think I would understand,
after what I just told you?"
Dhruv held me tightly, and said, "I know what you are saying makes
sense, but it's hard not to feel guilty. You are my sister."
"Okay, so I am. Let's get past that. All your guilt hasn't stopped
your body from reacting to me, has it? Look how hard your cock is
now," I reached down and put my fingers around the shaft. "And it's
hot, too. You are really turned on, sweetheart. Let me help you."
"But why? I feel so terrible," Dhruv tried to push my hand away.
"Because I love you, my brother. Now just relax and enjoy." I pushed
him down on the carpet, and straddled his legs. Bending forward, I
kissed his cock, and rolled it around in my hand, squeezing the
throbbing mass of meat gently. Dhruv moaned with pleasure, and closed
his eyes, resigned to the whole situation. I smiled, knowing he wanted
it. My heart was filled with love for him.
I gently massaged the shaft, pumping him slowly and kissing the tip.
Dhruv's hips began to jerk with increasing urgency as I caressed and
pumped him. I watched his balls contract as he got closer to orgasm.
He was moaning loudly now, and began lifting himself off the carpet
against my pumping hand.
I got off his legs, and knelt beside him, resting my head on his flat
tummy. I watched the throbbing shaft as it jerked in my hands. Dhruv
groaned loudly, and thrust sharply upwards. I watched in amazement as
big globs of semen shot forth from the purple tip of his cock, making
a beautiful arc in the air and splashing on his legs and belly. It
happened so fast that I couldn't duck quickly enough, and got a shot
of it in my face as the cock jerked spasmodically in my hand. It was
sticky and slippery now, and continued to dribble more semen as
Dhruv's frenzy subsided.
He gave a long sigh of relief, and tried to get up. I pulled on the
shrinking cock to squeeze out the last drops of fluid from it, and
then licked my fingers.
"It tastes very nice, Dhruv."
"Gosh, Sis. I never came so hard before. Thanks. I love you."
I hugged him, and kissed him on the lips. Dhruv wrapped his arms
around me, and gently swung me around, and pushed me down on the
carpet. He kissed me back, as his hand reached for my breast.
"Let me return the favor, Jon."
"Be my guest. I want to see how you do it."
Dhruv smiled and pinched my nipple hard. I winced, and said, "No rough
stuff, brother. I don't like pain."
"Sorry. I will be gentle. I love you so much, that I want to treat you
like a beautiful, delicate rose." His shyness and guilt had
disappeared.
Dhruv got busy right away. He started caressing my breasts, playing
with them, kneading the firm flesh and kissing, licking and sucking
the hard nipples. Once in a while he would come up and kiss me. When
he did that again, I grabbed his head and kissed him back, forcing my
tongue between his lips. We opened our mouths and kissed each other
deeply. It was like a bolt of electricity passing through my spine. He
tasted so wonderful and erotic, that I could feel the tingling in my
pussy. We held each other tightly, smothering each other with
repeated, deep kisses like two lovers in heat.
Dhruv broke off the kiss, and said, "Oh, Aarushi. Did you know I have
dreamed about this so often? I could never admit it to myself, but
ever since I became aware of my sexuality, I have wanted to kiss you
like this. I knew you would taste so sweet like nothing else in this
world, and now I have tasted that sweetness. Oh, I love you so much,
my heart aches."
I pulled him down, and said, "I know, darling. I have always known
that you had the hots for me."
"I didn't realize I was so obvious."
"You were. Now stop talking and get busy. Eat my pussy, sweetheart."
"I thought you'd never ask." Dhruv shouted with delight, and
immediately slid down between my legs. I opened them for him, and he
stopped. With an expression bordering on awe, he stared at my pussy,
outlined in the silky golden border of the now wet pubic hair.
"It is so beautiful, Jon. I can't get over how sexy it looks. And your
clit... it's already so red."
"That's because I am turned on, you dummy. Now do something about it
before I sit on your face and choke you."
"Okay, okay. Get ready for the most erotic pleasure ride of your life."
Dhruv dove in, and I let out a moan as soon as his tongue slurped
across my slit, brushing my inflamed clitoris with its rough surface.
"Oh, God. It feels so good, Dhruv. Don't stop now."
Dhruv continued his assault on my dripping hole, licking and sucking
the lips and folds. He stuck his tongue into the opening and began
drinking the juice. I could feel his tongue pushing more and more
inside, and wondered how long it was. His lips brushed my clitoris
constantly, causing me to stiffen with pleasure. I was on fire.
I grabbed his head and began jerking my hips against his mouth. Dhruv
spread my legs all the way out, exposing my pussy and opening it wide.
Holding them apart like that, he started sucking me with a fierceness
that drove me to the point of insanity. I tightened my fists and
pressing my arms against the carpet to get leverage, lifted my hips
against his unrelenting mouth. I screamed, and bucked as waves of
orgasm swept through my body. Grabbing my breasts and clutching them
for dear life, I jerked my hips against his mouth, screaming my head
off as the orgasms kept coming like tidal waves. Finally, I went limp
and collapsed, gasping desperately for breath.
Dhruv pulled back and sat between my legs, his face smeared with my
love juices. He kept looking at my vibrating pussy lips as the tremors
of orgasm slowly subsided. My legs and thighs were soaked in the
juices from the pussy, and my whole pubic area was wet. He looked at
me and smiled.
"How was that, Sis?" Dhruv asked, stretching alongside me, and putting
his arms around me.
"Heavenly, darling. You were just great. I never came so hard in my
life. You are a wonderful pussy eater."
"I'm so thrilled that I could give you this pleasure. I've thought
about it for years. Thanks for letting me do it."
We hugged and lay there on the carpet, our naked bodies entwined in
the loving embrace. After several minutes, Dhruv got up, and grabbed
his shorts.
"Time to get up, Sis. I have to hit the books. Let me help you up."
He grabbed my hand and pulled me to my feet. Handing me the
nightdress, he said, "You better get your beauty sleep." He slapped me
playfully on my butt and pushed me towards the bedroom.
The next morning, I woke up feeling very lightheaded, and my whole
body was relaxed and peaceful. I took a shower and got dressed for the
seminar. When I came out, Dhruv was already in the kitchen, making
breakfast. He was still wearing his shorts. I sneaked up behind him,
and reaching around, grabbed his cock from outside.
"Good morning, brother."
"Good morning, Jon. Did you sleep well?" He turned around, pushing my hand away.
"Never slept so well, thanks to you."
"My pleasure. Now sit down over there, and let me serve you my special
breakfast."
It was delicious. Dhruv ducked into the bedroom while I was eating
breakfast, and hit the shower. Soon we were ready. He walked with me
to the building where the seminar was and went off for his classes.
When we got back that evening, there was an awkward silence between
us. Dhruv finally cleared his throat, and said, "Listen, Jon. I've
been thinking about what happened last night. It was the most
beautiful experience for me. How about you?"
"For me, too. Are you feeling guilty about it?"
"Surprisingly, no. What you said last night started making so much
sense to me as I thought about it during the day. I realized I was
missing out on a beautiful aspect of love, which is trust, caring and
genuine affection for the other person. The intimacy is the ultimate
token of this feeling of oneness where nothing else matters except the
love in our hearts."
"I couldn't have said it better, Dhruv. I'm so glad you feel this way,
because I've never enjoyed such intimacy more than I did last night."
"Me, too, my darling sister. I'll love you forever."
He took me in his arms and we held each other. It felt good. He
nuzzled his nose in my hair, and then kissed me lightly on the neck.
"What do you want to do tonight?"
"I don't know what can top last night, Dhruv. Did you have something in mind?"
"Wait. I was asking about dinner. I' sorry."
"Oh. Well, you pick the place. My treat again. Don't protest."
"I'm not protesting. I could use some relief from expenses."
"Good. Let's go to a Mexican restaurant tonight."
"Great choice. There is a good one about two miles from campus. They
have the best Margaritas north of the border."
"Perfect. Let's get drunk then."
"You do that. I have to drive us back in one piece."
"Suit yourself."
After a leisurely dinner, we got back to the apartment. I was feeling
a bit off guard, because of that extra glass of Margarita the waiter
had talked me into. I leaned on Dhruv as we got into the apartment,
and collapsed on the sofa.
Dhruv changed, and then brought a wet towel from the bathroom, and
splashed it across my face.
"Come on, Jon. Change and go to bed. It's past 10 p.m."
"Help me up, Dhruv. I think I had too many Margaritas."
"You sure did. Are you all right?" Dhruv asked, concerned.
"Yes, I'm fine. I just don't have enough strength to do anything. Be a
sweetheart and start the shower for me."
I stumbled into the bedroom and managed to get undressed. I walked
into the bathroom where Dhruv was adjusting the water temperature. I
said to him, "Why don't you join me, Dhruv? You also shower before
bed, don't you?"
"Yes," he replied without looking back at me. Then he turned and saw
me standing naked. His eyes roamed all over me, and then came to rest
on my face.
"You want us to take the shower together?"
"Yes. It will be fun, just like when we were kids."
"Are you sure? Don't blame me for what happens because you are already
turning me on standing naked like that."
"I know, I know. Stop arguing and get in," I said, stepping under the
shower. Dhruv quickly undressed and joined me. We began soaping each
other and scrubbing each other's backs. Dhruv reached around and
cupped my breasts, at the same time pressing his partially hard cock
between my buttocks. I pressed back against him and said, "Hold me
like this, Dhruv. It feels good."
After a few minutes of soaping and fondling and scrubbing the upper
body, Dhruv turned his attention below the waist. He cupped my crotch
and rubbed his palm vigorously against it. Soon, we were playing with
each other, soaping the genitals and arousing each other. He was hard
and throbbing with excitement, and he could also feel the slippery
wetness of my pussy.
We got out of the shower and dried each other. With an impulse, he
picked me up in his arms and carried me out into the bedroom, and put
me down. Kissing me on the lips, he said, "Tonight I sleep with you,
just like when we were kids."
"Wonderful. But on one condition. No clothes. I want to feel your
naked body against mine."
"No problem."
We got in under the sheet, and embraced each other. We were like two
long lost lovers, caressing and exploring each other, driving each
other to higher and higher levels of sexual ecstasy.
Dhruv pushed me down on my back, and rolled on top of me.
"Jon, I want to make love to you. We have come so far in this that I
can't turn back. Please don't say no."
I was taken by surprise. I knew we had been more than intimate with
each other, but I never thought we would get this far. I thought for a
moment. Sensing my hesitation, Dhruv began to roll off me.
I held him tightly, and said, "Wait, Dhruv. Give me a moment to think
about it. It's kind of sudden, you know. If we do it, we would be
permanently crossing the boundary. You realize that, don't you?"
"Yes. I know it would be incest, but we have already crossed the
boundary last night, don't you think? Now the only thing we have not
experienced is the intercourse. Would it make any difference at this
point?"
"No, you are right. All right. Let's do it."
"Oh, Sis. I am so happy now. It will be good. I promise."
"I know it will be good. I can feel it," I said, reaching for his
cock. It had grown big and stiff and was throbbing. I opened my legs
and welcomed him between my thighs. Dhruv slid forward, his cock
pressing against the folds of my pussy, which was already soaking wet.
Slowly and lovingly, he pressed forward.
I could feel the tip of his cock push aside the folds at the opening
and slide in. The lubrication from the secretions made it easier for
him to penetrate, but it was still tight, because his cock was really
hard and thick. I pulled him down and kissed him as he jerked his
hips. Suddenly the whole shaft was buried to the hilt in my pussy.
Dhruv moaned with pleasure, and said, "Oh my God, Jon. You are so
wonderfully tight, it feels like my cock is gripped in a velvet fist.
I've wanted to experience this feeling for a long time, but I couldn't
even allow myself to think about it."
"Don't talk so much, Dhruv. Thrust it in me and make love to me. I
want to feel it slide in and out, and scream my head off when I come."
"Okay. Get ready for a wild ride." Dhruv raised himself slightly, and
rammed his cock in with a single, powerful thrust. The hard shaft
rubbed across my clitoris, causing me to catch my breath. I moaned
with pleasure, and relaxed, enjoying the repeated, deep thrusts of
Dhruv's wonderful cock.
In a short time, I was on the verge of a major climax. I clamped my
legs around his waist as he plunged his cock into me, and thrust
upward. I screamed as my body began to shake with the first wave of
orgasm. Dhruv grabbed my waist and rammed again and again. I could
feel his cock getting thicker, and I knew he was coming close to his
orgasm as well. I needed another big one before he came. I squeezed my
muscles and rotated my hips as he came down. He didn't expect the
tightening of my pussy like that, and suddenly his eyes opened in
surprise as his balls churned and a powerful jet of semen erupted into
my womb. He grunted like a wild animal, thrusting repeatedly as I
tumbled over with another powerful orgasm, triggered by his eruption.
We kept thrusting at each other, our genitals locked in a tight,
loving embrace, until we had drained ourselves completely.
Finally, he collapsed on top of me, our bodies drenched in
perspiration and the labor of our love. We kissed each other, and
smiled. We lay in each other's arms, and sometime much later, fell
asleep, still locked in the intimate embrace.
That was the only time we made love, but the memory will always be
precious for me, as I know it is for Dhruv. We became much closer to
each other since that night five years ago. He has a girl friend now
who does not know anything about what happened between him and me, and
I haven't told my husband anything either. Dhruv and I know that they
would not understand, and would be terribly shocked and hurt. So it is
still our little secret. Whenever Dhruv and I get together during
holidays and family reunions, we reminisce about it, knowing that
those moments of ecstasy five years ago were the most precious
memories that we will always cherish. We talk about doing it again if
the circumstances were right, but haven't made any efforts to make it
happen. If an opportunity came our way again, I know we would not
hesitate for a moment to enjoy the union of our bodies and souls with
each other.
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