Hello guys and girls, I am Tanvi from Gujarat. This story is inspired by only wild imagination. Let me introduce myself to begin with. I am a 33-year-old single lady practicing law.

I have a medium-built structure with a slightly heavy bottom and thighs.  I have above average height (5.6”). My stats are (34-30-36/37).

Now enjoy the story. Parth and I shared a connection that never broke, no matter how tangled life became. Our friendship had roots in school days. Sneaking glances in class, walking home together. But love had never found its perfect timing.

When I was single, he wasn’t. When he was free, I was with someone else—once, even with his close friend. But we were still close friends. We shared everything, including our sexual encounters as well.

Now, years later, as we have grown, he is into Investment banking. A little description about him. He is not a macho man, but not skinny either. He is tall with a broad frame. His skin tone is fairer than mine. His face is square with curly hair. His eyes are big and round with a light brown shade.

He also has a nice dimple on his right cheek when he smiles. His smile is contagious. Over, he has a smart, calm, and charming personality and is good with his words and talks. Currently, he is dating someone seriously. She is his colleague. Her name is Shruti. He is neck-deep in love with her, it seems.

It was one of those idle weekend evenings when boredom felt heavy. I decided to call him and ask him to come over for a drink. He immediately said yes and told me to be at my place after dinner.

Around 10-10.30, my doorbell buzzed and I opened the door. I welcomed him with a warm, friendly hug. He bought my favourite gin, Jodhpur, with ginger ale tins. He was wearing a black shirt with folded sleeves and denim. He put on black canvas shoes and completed his casual look.

I smelled his cologne while I gave him a welcome hug. It was probably the same one from Hugo Boss, which I gifted him on his last birthday. It seemed that he went on a date with his gf. He entered a flat that was lightly dimmed. Only the corner lamp and dim ceiling lights were on.

As I was alone, I took a shower and was waiting for him, listening to soft music. I also set up a room with glasses and a pack of cigarettes, with cut lemons and salt for our drinks on the table with a dark mirror top. I put a copper bowl filled with rose water and fresh flowers for a nice smell and overall ambience.

At that time, I was wearing my comfy nightwear of light purple colour. I was wearing a baggy high-waist V-neck t-shirt. It was exposing my shoulders and collar bones, with matching pyjama shorts ending at my mid-thighs. My tall frame was making it even shorter.

I always wear a golden anklet on my right leg and a golden delicate chain around my neck. I tied my hair into a high ponytail, which exposed my long, slim neck. I was carrying my natural, fresh look. I was not wearing any makeup except my lip gloss.

I take good care of my lips and moisturiser on my whole body, which makes my skin softer and younger. The room was filled with the smell of my body moisturiser, which I applied after a shower. We were sitting on a couch opposite each other, and we poured ourselves a drink.

From the beginning, he looked dull and less confident, unlike his personality around me. So, while drinking, I asked him at point-blank.

Tanvi: What is the matter?

Parth: Nothing, just a bit disturbed with Shruti. She is so demanding and possessive. I feel like I am in a Toxic relationship. She doesn’t give me a space, my own time. I feel like I am trapped.

I poured another glass for us and lit up a cigarette too, and passed him over and gave him a hearty shoulder. After another glass, he became serious. His voice was heavy now, and he was trying hard to speak something he didn’t want to. I felt that.

Tanvi: Speak it up, buddy. You can share everything with me. Won’t you tell your best friend what the problem is?

Parth: It isn’t very easy, Tanvi.

Tanvi: It is not the first time you have entered a complicated relationship.

Parth: But this time it is different.

Tanvi: Are you going to talk about it or not?

Parth: Fine! She has given me an ultimatum.

Tanvi: Ultimatum? Are you her employee? Lol.

Parth: Don’t make fun of it. It is already difficult for me. She has asked me to choose between her and you. She thinks you are getting between us.

Tanvi: It does not matter what she thinks. What do you think, Parth?

Parth: To be honest, Tanvi. I don’t mean that, but what option do I have? She is my true love, and we are thinking of getting married. If she thinks that, then I have to maintain distance from you. I have to come clean to her.

So, as per him, he was doing it just because his toxic Gf asked him to do that. He made sure that he didn’t want this. And, what a timing! His phone buzzed with a name written on the screen: “Love