I, Sharmi, Diamond. Ep-26

26. Me

I realized I kept watching her leave because I had started to like her. If I asked myself why, there was no answer. But the day she spent with me had brought about many changes within me.

One day, I went to Sharmi's house with her. I met her mother. "In all these years, you're the first guest she's brought home," she said, surprised. When she said that, Sharmi looked at me wide-eyed and smiled. I had never seen such happiness on her face before.

In the parties after those days, she started avoiding me at some of them, especially those organized by Amsavalli. While chatting with Amsavalli at another party, she asked, "What's with your brother? Is he in such high demand? He's never available." I realized Sharmi had told her I went to another party. I didn't ask Sharmi about it. In a way, I liked it. I had never experienced affection that showed a bit of possessiveness. When the money started coming in, my sister's affection and excessive care seemed fake. I couldn't feel that with Sharmi.

A colleague had seen me with Sharmi four or five times. Calling him a colleague might sound funny to you. What else should I call him? A fellow "fucker"? A male prostitute? He had attended Sharmi's party in my place. One day, he called me.

"Hey man, I haven't seen you around."

"Why?"

"Everyone hosting Sharmi's party is asking about you. But she says you're busy, busy. Are you really that busy?" After a moment's thought, I said, "A little?"

"Man, I've seen you and her out four or five times. According to our group rules, we're not supposed to leave together. I've seen you two leaving regularly. Think about it. Something doesn't feel right. She's a big flirt." I suddenly felt angry at him. I suppressed it. He poured out a stream of advice. "Settle down with a village girl. That's good for us. Start a small business while you have money. Or we could expand our network into something high-profile," he suggested. While I was listening to everything, Sharmi's call came through on the second line. I cut off my friend and said to Sharmi, "Hello?"

"Tonight is Amsavalli's party. They're saying if you don't come, the party's canceled. Hmm... you're a big shot," she said, emphasizing the "hmm," and I noticed a hint of anger. I smiled. "On time," I said and hung up. I looked at the time; it was four o'clock. A nude party requires a bit more "impact." I went home, practiced breathing exercises and the essential poses for my work, and by the time I showered and dressed, it was eight o'clock. I decided it would be perfect if I left then and booked a call taxi.

I had to cross Palavakkam to escape the ECR traffic. After that, we picked up speed. I got off on the main road near the party location. I waited until the car turned back and left. Once the car was gone, I started walking slowly. It was Diamond's bungalow, as usual. People started arriving. This time, it wasn't the usual IT crowd. Sharmi welcomed me with a hug and whispered in my ear, "If we're making money from this, I think Amsavalli is doing something big with us. They're all millionaires."

Besides Sharmi, there were four other women. Their attire, though simple, was clearly expensive. If you added up all their ages, it wouldn't exceed a hundred. Among the men who arrived, there was only one middle-aged man. Though he looked a bit older, he had a well-maintained physique. Only Ajay, another colleague, and I were outsiders. As soon as Amsavalli arrived, she hugged me and said, "I want you a second time tonight."

According to the rules of a nude party, all the liquor and other items for the party would be arranged in the hall. The room's windows would be covered with thick curtains. The room would be dimly lit. Everyone would come to the hall either fully or partially naked, as they preferred. Then, they would choose their liquor and partner as they wished. The selection was only at the beginning. Condom packets would be placed on all the tables, pouches, and rooms in the house. Often, in the heat of the moment, many men would forget to use them. The women were sharp in this regard and would make them use them even when intoxicated.

They wouldn't allow anyone to the party except those who assembled first, as usual. That day, after everything started, Amsavalli went to the door to welcome a young man. He entered hesitantly and was a bit shocked by the scene. Amsavalli, already in revealing clothes, unbuttoned his shirt as she led him inside. Without any shame about a new person arriving, she introduced him to a woman who was sucking on a man's penis. She said "welcome" without taking her mouth away. Before she finished introducing everyone, she took him to a room and said, "Have a shower and come." He went inside, looking back repeatedly, as if he was being led.

I was lying on my back on a sofa in the middle of the hall. While one woman was pleasuring me, another was telling me to suck on her breast. That's when I saw Sharmi. Amsavalli said something to her and sent her into his room. A short while later, Sharmi and the new guy came out completely naked, kissing each other as they came. It was the first time I saw her body. She was a bit short, but her structure was perfect. Her lips and hand-sized breasts were arousing to me. At parties, sometimes the interactions of the people in the next bed are more arousing than those with us. When I got aroused like that, the women I was with would think it was because of them and become even more active. That would arouse me even more. It was like that now. As soon as I saw Sharmi, things started happening, and the woman below me became excited.

That night, I had sex almost twice, not including Amsavalli, and oral sex. I was very tired. Sharmi was also very tired. When I woke up in a semi-conscious state in the early morning, Subbulakshmi was also lying there. Among the women there, she was the only one who hadn't shaved her pubic hair, which was thick like a forest. The muscular, middle-aged man was sleeping next to her. I looked for Sharmi. She wasn't there. By then, Amsavalli had woken up in a semi-intoxicated state. When she saw me, she came towards me, saying, "Pujjukutty." Since I had to go for the last round, I started engaging with her.

Everyone started showering and leaving. You couldn't find any trace of the previous night's events on anyone's face. They acted as if nothing had happened. As everyone was getting ready to leave, the young man who had arrived last was standing at the door. Everyone looked at him in shock, as if asking what was wrong. "No one should leave. I've lost the diamond I brought," he said.