Diya sat on the edge of her couch, watching as her friends and their boyfriends danced and drank with abandon. She had recently found herself freshly single and had decided to throw a party to help take her mind off of things. However, as she watched the couples around her, she couldn't help but feel out of place.
Just as she was about to call it a night, Saran walked in. He was the senior student who had helped Diya with her accommodation when she first moved to the city. He was the only other sober person in the room, and Diya felt a sense of relief wash over her as she saw him.
"Hey, Diya. Having fun?" Saran asked, as he made his way over to her.
"Yeah, sure. Just taking a break," Diya replied, with a forced smile.
Saran noticed her discomfort and leaned in closer. "Do you want to get out of here? I have some new shows on Netflix that I've been wanting to watch."
Diya hesitated for a moment, but then nodded. "Yeah, that sounds great. Let me just grab my things."
As they left the party, Diya assumed that they would be going to Saran's place, where his girlfriend Isha also lived. But when they arrived, she realized she was mistaken.
Saran turned to her with a mischievous glint in his eye. "I hope you don't mind, but I invited you over here instead of my place because I wanted to have you all to myself."
Diya's heart skipped a beat as Saran pulled her close and kissed her passionately. She was taken aback and pushed him away. "What are you doing? I thought you had a girlfriend."
Saran smiled playfully. "I do, but I've also always had a thing for you, Diya. I never said anything because I didn't want to ruin our friendship, but I can't keep it to myself any longer."
Diya felt a mix of shock and intrigue. She had never suspected Saran's feelings for her. She tried to process the situation, but before she could say anything, Saran began to undress her.
Diya found herself unable to protest as she was stripped down to her bare skin. She was in a daze as Saran led her to his bedroom, where he proceeded to explore her body with a satisfied grin.
Diya was torn between fear and excitement as she struggled to comprehend what was happening. She had never been with a man other than her ex, and the thought of being with Saran was both thrilling and terrifying.
Saran must have sensed her apprehension because he gently soothed her, assuring her that everything would be okay. Diya surrendered to the moment, allowing herself to enjoy the sensation of Saran's hands on her body.
As the night went on, Diya found herself becoming more and more drawn to Saran. She couldn't believe that she had never seen this side of him before. She was glad that she had accepted his invitation, and she couldn't wait to see what the rest of the night had in store.
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