A New York Date – Part 1

I never believed in friends with benefits, but do I still believe in it? I am not sure. But that is what happened to me, Divya, which I had never imagined or dreamed of. Every couple is different in their own way and has different kinds of marriage styles in their comfort zones.

Mine was an arranged marriage, which happened in the old conservative way. I was always screaming no to this marriage, but I was never given a choice; it was all decided for me. I was a girl who always wanted to live her life on her own terms and be free as a bird who could make her own decisions.

But I was emotionally tied up. I had to go with the flow in a boring, no-commitment marriage with a sleep divorce. We are a group of friends, 4 couples getting together now and then, playing poker and going on seasonal trips. After many of our trips, we all became close.

Earlier, no one bothered to check on me about anything. But now messages started to come on my phone to check on me, now and then. This friend, Aditya, was checking on me when I was in COVID quarantine alone. It felt so good to see someone caring for me.

Instantly, Aditya and I became good friends. We used to talk for hours about our other friends and how crazy they are. We both started to like each other’s company with sarcastic jokes and pulling each other’s legs. We never realised it used to be hours we spoke, how the time flies, we never know.

I used to be at peace and calm whenever I talked to him. It made me more attracted to him. It was an innocent friendship at the beginning. Slowly, we started to share our personal marital problems and frustrations. I had to tell him that I had not had sex for many years.

Aditya was asking women’s perspectives on some of his questions to deal with his own confusion. One week, I visited my relative’s home in another state, and he had his wife go away too; he was all alone at home. One night, we started chatting casually, and somehow our conversations became a little personal.

Aditya was talking about masturbation, and it had been many days since he did it, as there was no time at all. I happen to tell him that it’s been years since I had an orgasm, I never did masturbation as it didn’t work for me, I enjoy skin-to-skin sex than masturbation.

We happened to discuss how we both like having sex, or how we dream of having to. I happened to tell him a long list and called it a whole package, like every girl likes to. He too told a series of events he wants to do one by one to finish sex.

I told Aditya that I love to have my whole package with a guy I get a crush on. Just a fantasy for me to do it at least once in my life, like a bucket list. The entire night, we spoke about our experiences. I told him it was not good for me, and it also lasted just one to two years of my messed-up marriage.

It’s been long both Aditya and I had a good time in our respective marriages, which is what I understood out of our discussions. With all the personal talks, I felt so wet down there. It’s been years since I got that feeling, and a pull started. I felt like I needed a good finish sex with a good orgasm.

When I returned home, Aditya and I decided to have lunch at a restaurant on a weekday, and we spoke about our conversations and cleared things up. While leaving, I didn’t know why I felt like hugging him, so I asked Aditya if I could hug him. He hugged me from the side, as a friendly hug.

But I gave him a full hug from the front. He felt uncomfortable. After going home, I asked him, Why was it uncomfortable for him, he told me he wore night pants, and he had a hard-on when I hugged him, and he felt like I might feel him on my thighs.

I had a shiver in my body, it’s been years since I made a guy get a hard on me, it felt good. From then on, we started to meet very frequently, and I happened to hug Aditya every time we met. It was so comforting when I hugged him.

Whenever I used to hug Aditya after office hours, I liked how his shirt smelled. Whenever I feel low, I used to give a tight hug. He was my comfort blanket all the time. I used to talk to him about everything: my career, my marriage, my health, everything. He became so close to me.

Aditya has become part of my day-to-day life now, and I have nothing to hide from him. One day, we went to the New York offices together. My office is just a train ride away from where he works. He said he would take me to a place in the evening after office hours.

In the evening, Aditya took me to an old classic Soda pop shop, which I remember telling him and my group of friends about a month ago, that it is good. I am interested in going. It felt so personal that he remembered and took me there.

After the soda shop, he proposed an idea to go to a Love store. He wanted to gift me a sex toy. When I asked him why, he said, as it’s been ages, I got a proper orgasm, maybe a sex toy can help me to give me a finish. After I gave it some thought, I told him it would be inappropriate if he bought me a toy.

I could buy it myself if he accompanied me there. So we did go to a store, and we both are embarrassed and shy enough to look at each other. Meanwhile, I took all the courage. I asked the shopkeeper to suggest a good vibrator for me. She looked at both of us and thought we were a couple.

She asked us if we were using condoms. It felt a little uncomfortable between us, but I told her we are just friends. I got one toy for myself. We started meeting for breakfast now and then.

One day, when I hugged him while leaving, he was intensely holding me with a moan. His hands were moving around my back. Aditya touched me with a feel on my neck, and later he apologised for his behaviour. I said it’s fine, and I apologised to him.

If I am misleading our friendship with physical touch, such as hugs. I have invited him over to my house for breakfast once, when I am alone at home. After our breakfast, I hugged him as usual, but I felt his beard and face slowly touching my neck. I felt a shiver down my spine at that moment.

The next day, one night he met me in a dark parking lot, I was hugging me and telling him about my day, suddenly he looked at me and he came closer to me and kissed me. That was our first kiss, which I was not prepared for. It was a good kiss from him, but I couldn’t do much except be in shock.

Aditya has apologised a lot to me for his first kiss. I felt it was amazing on my lips. I felt embarrassed that I didn’t reciprocate the kiss in a good way. I wanted to give him a proper kiss in a closed space. A closed space hug and some alone time is what Aditya and I planned to do, just him and me.

A vent out of what is there in my mind, a friend who is giving me a shoulder to release my heaviness from my heart. It was hidden all these days, with no friend or family to share with. A day in New York is what we planned together.

Roaming on the New York streets, getting on to subways, trying new restaurants, and booking a closed-space hotel room. The day came in October, the weather was so crisp, not so cold for layers, not too hot for T-shirts. It was so perfect.

We started early in the morning. Parking my car in the train station and getting into Aditya’s car, we planned to drive to the Hudson River and park there. Then take a train to the destination. I was a bit nervous all along the journey. This was my first time going out with a friend for the entire day.

I was excited and nervous at the same time. I was not sure what he was feeling all along with this plan. Aditya saw me nervous in the car, he touched my hands slowly and held them. We were moving our fingers smoothly and touching each other’s hands. It was a good feeling.

To me, frankly, it was a huge decision and a risk to go out with a guy on a date. All alone in New York, a girl who could say no to anything. I wanted to feel free for one day and live this day as I wish. It was Aditya’s plan for the day, so I just went along with his plan.

He said, ” Let’s have breakfast on the rooftop of a nice building, he took me in, we got into an elevator and rode to almost the top floor. He told me to close my eyes for a minute, so I did after the elevator ride. He took me into a hallway, closing my eyes.

I could hear the key card and the door opening. He told me to look now, what I saw was an amazing room, with beautiful full-size windows all over the room, from floor to ceiling and with an amazing view of Times Square. He surprised me with a beautiful view room for the day.

The room was so cosy, cold and warm, and looked so romantic. No one gave me such a beautiful surprise until then. I was so happy, and the first thing that came out of my mouth was, Do we have the entire day in this room? It’s so nice. He was standing next to the window and looking at the view.

I wanted to hug him from behind so badly. That room looked so magical, I couldn’t help but hug him and wanted to say thanks beautifully. I asked Aditya to sit on the bed and close his eyes. I went closer to him, held his face with my hands, and gave him a smooth kiss on his lips.

He opened his eyes with surprise and stood up to kiss me back properly. It was a beautiful kiss and the first proper kiss we had. I felt butterflies all over my body when his lips touched mine. I was running my hands through his hair. I love his hair. I felt vibrations all over my body.

His touch on my hips pulled me closer. He turned me to the bedside and tried to put me on the bed, both of us not sure what it was. But we both resisted at once, came back to our normal senses, and then we both talked for some time, looking at the view. We enjoyed the view for some time.

We decided to sit and watch TV and talk for some more time until lunch. We changed into comfortable pyjamas. There was only a single chair in the room, and I decided to sit on the bed, and he took the sofa. We were having a nice time talking and laughing.

Time Square View was straight to the bed, so I asked Aditya to sit on the bed, instead of the couch. He came onto the bed, we sat next to each other, facing the Times Square view, it was so dreamy. The room was a little cold, not sure if it’s because of the shivers I got from his kiss.

I took the comforter and put it on top of me, and asked Aditya if he also needed the blanket. He said no, he doesn’t like bedsheets on him. Earlier in our boundary discussions, He gave me an option to choose one thing that is out of our boundary list.

I was so excited to ask him one, I felt so cosy inside the comforter, and asked him if we could cuddle inside the comforter. He did say yes, and we both lay down and turned facing each other, and I hugged him so tight. It was so good, I could hear his heart beating faster.

I understood if I made him feel uncomfortable. I loosened my grip a little and gave Aditya some space, but I felt his hands on my hips. I have put my hands on his head and pulled him closer. We kissed again passionately. This time, it was so hot that I could feel something happening down there.

We kissed for more minutes this time. Aditya’s lips were so smooth and pink and tempting, I couldn’t resist the cosy cuddles and passionate kiss, a very amazing room playing its magic. With the kiss, now both of our hands were on each other, pulling each other close.

Our hands are moving all over our backs, me, as usual, running my hands in his hair. Aditya smelled so good, I badly wanted to put all his weight on me. I was about to ask him to lie on top of me for a hug. But immediately, to my surprise, he asked me to come on top of him.

We still have our clothes on, he asked me to sit on him, and hug him. I did go on top of him, he was a perfectly sized man, I could sit comfortably with my knees touching the bed, and now is the troubling part, I could feel his bulge on me, my heart started racing fast, it was a nice feeling.

My lower part touching his bulge, I wasn’t sure how to express that to him, so I leaned on him and hugged him for some time. We kissed again, and I am still on top of him, feeling his bulge. I wasn’t sure how he was feeling now. I could hear his heart pounding hard.

I sensed that he was also a little bit nervous. It was cute to see him feel like that. He finally asked me to move my lower hips, rubbing on his bulge, without removing our clothes. I wanted to, too, so I started to move my hips like I was riding him like a cowgirl.

I slowly moved my hips, and now I moved them faster. I could feel his bulge getting bigger in his night pants. It was so tempting that I wanted to feel it skin to skin, but I resisted. I touched his pants, trying to remove them.

Again, I controlled myself, having both a scary feeling and excitement to touch them both at once. His hands suddenly touched my bare skin. Aditya had put his hands inside my T-shirt. His hands were so cold touching my skin, and then he removed them, saying Sorry, I touched you without your permission.

I took his hands and put them on my back myself, making him understand that I am fine with his hands on my bare skin. He slowly moved his hands onto my ass and spanked me lightly. He said sorry again. I did not know how to make him understand that I liked him touching me like that.

My entire body was shivering a little. On the back of my head, I was scared that something would happen in the next hour, if any of us might lose control. I told him that he can touch me on my bare skin, then He slowly removed his T-shirt as an approval that I too can touch him.

I was still on top of him, and now my hands are again moving on to his pants. He suddenly pushed me down on the bed. I was a bit scared of what he would do now. He slowly put his hands on my pants. He did not remove my clothes.

He put his 2 fingers on my underwear and started rubbing on my pants, touching my pussy. It felt so good, after years, I have been touched there, it’s a different feeling which I cannot express in words, except for moaning. I started moaning, and he liked it.

So, he got excited and increased the speed, and I started screaming with pleasure. I started shouting his name, not bothering if I could be heard. I was lost in my own world; he was doing such a good job of waking me up with orgasm. I did have an amazing orgasm after many years.

This was all with my pants on. Imagine what else he could do without my pants. He again put his hands inside my T-shirt. We hugged closer and kissed again passionately, like we both wanted to have sex. But we don’t know how to start having that conversation.

We both promised that we won’t involve private parts today, and we would be friends. It was noon by then. We decided to dress up and go out for lunch. Lunch was a surprise; I had booked a Michelin-starred restaurant. We started for the destination.

We had to take a subway on the way. He walked with me, holding my hands, while crossing the road; he took care of me, which felt very nice. It was a good feeling that I had never had. It was a 4-course meal. I took a promise from him that he would try a cocktail for the first time, as he doesn’t drink.

I wanted to make him try one. We tried, but he did not like the taste. But we had a good amount of food, and when we were having our lunch, he started a conversation, which turned everything that day. He liked the way I was moaning and enjoying having an orgasm.

He wanted to have me have some more of it, and probably for him too. We both discussed that we crossed a line there, and apologised, thinking it was our own mistake. But we both did not trust each other after what happened before lunch. We still had our clothes on, except for his T-shirt coming off.

For such a good magical room, us keeping the clothes and not doing anything was a good controlling behaviour on both of our parts. Ha ha. After all this, my only thought was, are we doing something more after lunch? How are we dealing with the orgasm part I had before lunch?

It was not all expected, but amazing. I was confused about how to start the conversation, to know how he is feeling about all this. If he is ok with what happened, or if he needs something more. To my surprise, he brought up the topic of going to the pharmacy and getting protection.

I was spellbound and asked him why. He told me, “I don’t trust each other at this point. It’s not for us to do it, but what if we lose control after our lunch?” What he told me made sense, because once I had that amazing orgasm, my body was screaming for more.

Once he brought up the topic of pharmacy, I felt that he was completely fine with having things go further. I felt like it was a green signal from his side. I know he gave me access to him for that day. But we never discussed about having whole package sex.

But I wanted to discuss something with him before things go further. Again, we are still not sure that we will take things forward; it was just for a precaution in case things go out of our hands. We both did not have sex for a long time, me for years.

I always had this low self-esteem. Maybe I am not good at sex, or my body is already shut down. I am scared that if I cannot perform well, what if he doesn’t like my body or have sex with me? I wanted to tell him that it’s been years, so I’m scared that it will be painful.

I never had a smooth, loving sex before. So, I wanted to tell him to be gentle with me, if we want to have it at all. I spoke about it all the way back to pharmacy, and he understood me. He said, “I won’t force it on you, if you don’t want, let’s not do it, it’s just for a precaution, just to be safe.”

He said we’ll buy condoms and also a pill. I did not understand why there was a need for both, but I said yes. I did not have the guts to tell him that I do not like condoms. I am fine with the pill. He wanted to be extra careful. I liked it, though.