Hero to Zero
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Hey guys! My name is Ajay and I am from Bangalore, settled in USA for the past 6 years. I am an average looking guy, let’s leave it to that. This is the real incident that happened to me last year. Even though I had been in the US for quite some time, I never did coitus in my life. I had a girlfriend but she was a traditional Indian girl who never even allowed me to kiss her. But after two years of being in a relationship, we broke up because of the differences we had – her being north Indian and me being a south Indian.
After the break up, I came back to India one summer and my parents had set up an arranged marriage for me. I didn’t have much say in it and the girl was very beautiful so I said yes and married her. We stayed in India for a month and this is where I did it for the first time. After that, we came back to USA and I was like addicted to sex. We used to do it daily at least 3 times and that’s all we did for the 1st 6 months of our marriage. Soon, we realized that my wife is pregnant and it was getting really difficult for her to be in USA and that’s when we decided that she needs to go back to India. I took a leave for 2 weeks and dropped her at her parent’s home and returned back to USA. It was getting very difficult for me to live alone after all the sex we had for 6 months. I used to jack off watching porn on the internet but it was not the same anymore.
There is a website in USA, where you can post ads to find boyfriend/girlfriends and also if you are looking for something casual like friends with benefits. I started spending a lot of time on it to look for someone who is interested in FWB. Days past by and I was getting nowhere as genuine people did not reply to my mails and those who replied were just whores. Then one fine day I saw an ad that said “Any Indian guy interested in white female”. I first though there might be many Indians who might have replied to her, then again, I went ahead and tried my luck. The mistake I did was, sending her an email from my real email id with my real name. She was very clever and simply looked me up on FB and figured out I was married.
She simply sent me an email saying I shouldn’t use my real email id to connect and she is not interested in a married guy. I replied to her saying thanks for the advice and it’s not fair that she got to know who I am but I never got to know her. She just replied saying her name is Alexandra and that was her final email and she will no longer reply. I searched her in FB and was amazed by her beauty. She was perfect in every way, milky white, brunette long hair with a very beautiful smile. By this time my inner demons have already won over me and I waited for a week and created a fake ID and sent her an email again asking again if she has already found someone. She quickly replied back saying she has not and asked about me. I replied to her and the emails started flowing through and fro. All of a sudden she sent her photo to me and asked me to do the same. I was not sure if she will like me as I said before I am an average looking guy. I finally decided to send her a decent pic as there was so other way out and test my luck.
A full day passed and I didn’t hear anything back from her and I realized she didn’t like me. Out of frustration, I wrote her an email saying if she didn’t like me then she could have had the courtesy to let me know. I quickly got a reply back saying she replied to my email and that I didn’t get it. She didn’t even mention anything about my looks and simply said I looked nice and shared her phone number told me to keep in touch. As this the first time I was about to have FWB thing I didn’t know the rule that you should contact your friend only when you both have time, this is, on weekends, so I started texting her daily but she replied once in a while, so I thought she has changed her mind and I finally decided to let it go.
Couple of days later, I get a text early morning saying she is free that evening and asked if I wanted to hook up. (I didn’t even know the meaning of hook up and I had to Google it). I texted her back saying I am free too and she should come to my apartment. She said to text her the address and she will be there for few hours as she has a night shift. I got super excited; I called in sick and cleaned up my apartment as it was dirty as hell. It took all day to clean it up and I also brought in some beers and a monster energy drink (I was so naïve that, I thought I need a lot of energy so I should drink an energy drink). This was my first time drinking it and I don’t know if it was the drink or the feeling that I was doing something very wrong, my heart was beating very fast. I still didn’t cancel the date and it was already late evening that she finally showed up in her car. I showed her where to park. She was looking awesome in a black dress (a full length gown). I greeted her and she complimented me for having a nice apartment complex.
By the looks of it, I was pretty sure she was drunk. But I didn’t mind it. We walked into my apartment and started talking. I didn’t want to appear like a sex pervert so I took it real slow with her. We sat down on the sofa and started talking and we both opened up. It turned out we had a lot of things in common. Finally she decided to stay and called up the hospital she was working at and said she was sick. She asked me if we can move to the bed room and I gladly obliged.
Alex: Could you turn off the lights, I will feel much better.
Me: Sure.
Alex: Are you sure you are not going to steal my kidneys when I am asleep. (Asked rather seriously)
Me: (Sitting right next to her, No Ma’am, I am not that kind. In fact I wanted you to feel safe that’s why I called you to my apartment first, or I could have shown up at your place.
She just smiled and too off her pants and went straight to bed. She was so white that I can still very easily see her milky white thighs.
I will continue the story in my next part, to tell how I was a big zero when I met her the first time and how things changed after that.
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