Weekday Love, Weekend Lies

Boy 001 : Raj

Girl 001 : Simran

Boy Friend : Anshul

Raj had always been drawn to Simran. She was breathtakingly beautiful, with an infectious charm that made it impossible not to adore her. They were inseparable, sharing laughter, secrets, and countless moments of joy. But there was one undeniable fact—Simran had a boyfriend, Anshul. He lived in another city and only visited her on weekends. The rest of the time, it was just Raj and Simran, enjoying each other’s company, going out, and even having beer parties in her room.

One evening, as they sat together, sipping beer, the room filled with a comfortable warmth. Raj, emboldened by the moment, asked casually, “Simran, can I kiss you?”

She laughed and shrugged. “Anything,” she said playfully.

Curious and a little nervous, she soon turned to him and asked,

“Raj, have you fallen in love with me?”

He hesitated.

The truth was, he had. But he feared that admitting it would shatter the beautiful friendship they had built.

So, he lied. “No, of course not.”

She smiled, a knowing glint in her eyes. “Okay then, we can kiss… as good friends.”

Raj felt a rush of excitement.

He was sitting on a chair when he pulled Simran onto his lap. Their lips met, and for a moment, everything else faded. She reciprocated, their passion intensifying.

As his hand hesitantly moved toward her big Breasts, he pulled back, worried she might misunderstand.

But Simran only laughed, looking into his eyes.

“Raj, don’t overthink it.”

She took his hand and placed it on her Breasts where he had hesitated before.

That night, boundaries blurred as desire took over.

Simran, caught in the heat of the moment, whispered, “Raj, you’ve put me in the mood.”

His heart pounded. “I… I don’t have a condom,” he admitted hesitantly.

Simran chuckled. “Don’t worry, there are always some in my room.

Anshul makes sure of that.”

That night, passion consumed them, and Raj felt as if he was living a dream. As dawn approached, he slipped back to his own room, his mind still spinning from the night before.

Later that evening, his phone buzzed with a message from Simran.

“Raj, let’s meet tonight.”

He didn’t hesitate. When he arrived, Simran set the ground rules.

“We can do this Monday to Friday. But Anshul is here on weekends.”

Raj’s heart clenched, but he nodded.

He loved her too much to say no. And so, their secret relationship continued—passionate, intoxicating, yet laced with uncertainty.

He wished for more. He dreamed of a future where she would choose him, where weekends wouldn’t belong to someone else.

But Simran loved Anshul and wanted to marry him.

For now, Raj was happy with whatever she was willing to give. But deep inside, he couldn’t help but wonder—what would the future hold for them?