The Fourth Wheel - 2
The Tease
The second part of The Fourth Wheel is here! This part picks up right after the first one, so, if you haven’t read it yet, I highly recommend reading it before starting this part!
Previously
The Fourth Wheel - 1
2
Sumera and Heena were in the back of a cab. “Why couldn’t you drive us there?” Sumera asked her mom.
“What’s your problem?”
“You know I hate cabs. There’s this smell,” Sumera faced away from her mother.
“Sumera, you will be traveling in cabs, and a lot of public transport. I am not sending you in a car everywhere,” Heena said, not looking up from her phone.
Sumera sighed. She straightened her dress. She had decided to wear a dress for the evening, a fitting black dress. She had brushed her hair straight, and it fell right above her shoulders. It was the first time she was wearing it, after buying it for her 18th birthday. The dress made her body look much older and ripe than an 18-year-old’s would. Her bare shoulders looked decidedly smooth and her breasts round and full. The only thing that gave away that she was 18, was her face. There was certain innocence to it.
Her mother had decided to wear a skirt and a white dress shirt. She looked as lovely as her daughter. A cleft chin, high cheek bones, and straight facial features. Heena was texting Gaurav their time of arrival. They were about 20 minutes out.
After a few minutes of silence, in which Sumera clicked a few selfies and posted them on her SM handles, she asked her mother, “What is this dinner for?”
“I told you, it is for us to meet each other, what else will this be for?”
“I don’t know, mom. It looks like a punishment for not getting the marks you expected me to get,” Sumera crossed her arms, her arms resting right below her breasts, popping them out.
“Sit properly,” her mother admonished, “It’s not a punishment. We had decided that we will tell each other’s family, no matter what your results were,” Heena added.
“So, this son, he’s a loser like me?”
“Sumera! You are not a loser. Why do you say such things? And don’t judge someone else by their marks. I taught you better than this,” Heena stopped typing on her phone and looked at her daughter.
Sumera just rolled her eyes, and looked out of the window. She could feel the air from outside hit her cleavage. It was end of June. It had rained a little that evening.
“Just, try to keep your judgement away, okay?” Heena told her daughter.
When she didn’t respond, Heena went back to typing her reply to Gaurav. Gaurav was asking her what she was wearing. She knew what he wanted. After that first night of not getting hard, Gaurav had been quite the stallion. She knew that he wanted her to stay over, so that he could have her without whatever she was wearing. She tried to change the subject, “How did your son take the news?” she asked Gaurav.
“Alright, I guess. He’s a little sullen though. Don’t expect him to call you mommy tonight,” he replied, with a wink.
Heena’s heart skipped a beat. She knew what he meant. She knew he wanted to ask her the question. And she would probably say yes. But it was not that simple. Not when they both had adult children.
“Haha. Well, don’t expect to be called daddy tonight either,” she replied.
“Not even by you?” Gaurav replied.
Heena smiled, and quickly looked at her daughter, hoping that she didn’t catch Heena smiling. Gaurav had a poor sense of humor. It was so bad, that she loved it.
“I am not commenting on that. Let’s hope it goes well. See you soon,” she replied and locked her phone.
When reached Gaurav’s apartment, Heena rang the doorbell, and looked at her daughter. She was looking pretty, but her face, didn’t have a smile.
Gaurav got the door, and smiled widely, “Come in.”
He eyed Heena, and Heena blushed. She knew what he was thinking, and Gaurav had the habit of being entirely transparent when he was undressing her with his eyes.
“Hi Sumera,” Gaurav extended his hand. He stood almost a foot taller than Sumera’s 5’1”.
Sumera extended her hand, and forced a smile. “Please,” Gaurav said, pointing to the sofas in the living room.
As Sumera walked in, she noticed an older woman preparing the dining table. On one of sofa seats was a boy. He was tall just like his father, at least his legs were long. He wasn’t muscular, but he wasn’t fat either. His forearms looked strong though. But what Sumera noticed the most was that his gaze didn’t follow her. He looked up once, and then went back down to typing on his phone.
Heena sat on the sofa opposite to Avesh, and Gaurav sat beside her. Sumera sat next to Avesh, although on the furthest end of the sofa. She adjusted her dress, bringing it down a little, to reach her knees. But it of course, slid down just a little, giving her cleavage a more prominent display.
Gaurav was saying something to her mother. Her mother laughed, and then looked at Avesh. “You must be Avesh. Hi,” she said.
Avesh looked up a little late, but managed to say, “Hi,” and smile too. He looked to his sides. His eyes met with Sumera. He kept the same plastic smile on, and flashed it Sumera, before looking away. Sumera was used to lingering gazes on her breasts, at least on her legs, but Avesh simply looked away.
“Gaurav talks so much about you,” she said, which was true.
Avesh didn’t know what to say, so he simply smiled. It was the first time, there was a woman in the house, other than Jaya bai. And right then, Jaya came in with some beverages. Whiskeys for the parents, and Sprite for the children.
“Oh, Heena, this is Jaya,” Gaurav said.
“Namaste,” Jaya said.
“Have heard so much about you too! Gaurav cannot stop speaking about how keep this house together,”
Jaya gave an embarrassed smile. Heena was speaking the truth.
“Is this Sprite?” Sumera asked Jaya, her tone a little entitled.
“Yes, baby,” Jaya said.
Sumera crunched her face, and said, “I don’t take such drinks. So unhealthy.” She looked at her mother. Heena glared at her and said, “Jaya ji, just take the drink away. She doesn’t drink anything.”
Avesh rolled his eyes, and shook his head.
“What? They are really unhealthy.” Sumera told Avesh.
“Well, a glass of it won’t kill you,” he said, not looking at Sumera.
Sumera scoffed, and slowly shook her head. She took out her phone from the coach bag that she had gotten fond of.
Heena and Gaurav picked up their glasses. Gaurav looked at Avesh, till he did the same. And then, Gaurav brought the three glasses together for a clink. Gaurav and Heena sipped the glasses, looking at each other. Sumera noticed that from the corner of her eyes. She sighed quietly.
After a while, when it was close to 0830 PM, Gaurav announced, “Avesh, why don’t you show Sumera your gaming thing and what not, and give her a little tour of the house?” Yeah, Gaurav’s house was big enough for tours.
“Aren’t we having dinner now?” Avesh asked his father.
“A little later. 0830 is too early,” Gaurav said, smiling at him.
But they always had dinner at 0830 PM. Suddenly, because Heena and her daughter were there, it was late. Avesh sighed. He regretted not studying hard. He wouldn’t have to have been there for all this.
He got up and started walking away.
“Sumera?” Heena said.
She looked at her mom, and got up. She adjusted her dress again, realizing that while she liked how she looked in the dress, she was not used to wearing it.
She looked at Avesh, who was standing a little away from the sofas. Keeping her phone away, she walked toward him. When Sumera was about a feet away from him, Avesh said, “This way,” with a polite smile.
He could smell the perfume on her. He hadn’t smelled that kind of scent ever. He took a deep breath, and unlocked his bedroom.
To get the most out After a Good Date, consider being a Patreon member. You get early access to stories, exclusive content and you get 80% discount on eBook prices.
“First evening, and you are taking me to your bedroom?” Sumera said, in a low voice.
“I’ll keep the door unlocked,” Avesh said, and looking at the parents. He waited for Sumera to enter the room, before going in. And just like he said, he kept the door ajar.
The first thing Sumera noticed was the large desk in the room. It was certainly the showpiece of the entire room.
“You a content creator?” Sumera asked, looking around.
Avesh scoffed, “No, I just like to game.”
“Oh, you are that type?” Sumera replied back, walking toward the bookshelf.
“What do you mean by ‘type’?”
Sumera browsed through the books, touching the books, and going past the Avengers figurine set.
“You know, the type who game,” she replied, taking out one of the books.
Her back was toward Avesh. He had seen girls, but Sumera didn’t look like any of the girls he had known. Her dress hugged her body, showing off a large part her upper body, more than he was used to seeing in girls. Her neck looked incredibly delicate, almost out of place in her overall firm body. And the way she was standing, there was something different about her, he just couldn’t place it.
“Yeah, they are called gamers,” he replied.
“You seem to be read books. Or are these just for show?” Sumera asked, pulling out a book.
“I read,” Avesh said.
Sumera was still intrigued. While checking out the bookshelf, she made sure, she kept her ass cocked. And yet, when she turned to Avesh, he was looking straight into her eyes. It went against everything she knew about the opposite sex.
“Okay. So, for fun you game and you read,” Sumera summarized. There was condescension in her voice, and Avesh caught that.
“Yeah, among other things,” he replied, although those were the only things he did for pleasure.
“Humh,” Sumera remarked, keeping back the book. She looked back at him, her lips pursed.
“So, this is the tour?”
“No, there’s a balcony,” Avesh said, walking toward the door.
“Should have taken me there first. Would have been more interesting than a transparent CPU and a bunch of books,” she said, as he walked behind her. Avesh looked back at her as if he would say something, but instead decided to walk away.
They walked past their parents. Gaurav and Heena were deep in conversation. Avesh went past Jaya, who smiled at him. He smiled back, the only genuine smile he did the entire evening. He slid the door open, and walked into the balcony.
“Here it is,” he said.
Sumera sighed, “Yeah, here it is. Do you smoke here?”
“What? No,” Avesh said, almost scandalized.
“You are, 19 right?”
“Yes?” Avesh said, defensively.
“Okay, just confirming,” she said. She took in the view from the 23rd floor in Parel. It was nice, but nothing outstanding, except the fact that it was actual Bombay instead of her suburb in Bandra.
“What’s your problem?” Avesh finally asked.
Sumera looked at him. He was still looking at just her face, “Are you gay?”
“What?” Avesh scoffed, and pocketed his hands, “Are you insane?”
“Answer me first,”
“No, I am not gay.”
“Are you sure?”
“What sort of... yes, I am sure.”
“How do you know?” Sumera asked, taking a step closer to him.
“What do you mean, how...? I know, okay?”
Sumera crossed her arms, pushed her breasts together, and chuckled, “Why are you being so defensive?”
“Why are you being so intrusive?”
“I just want to know, if my stepbrother is gay,” Sumera said, “and, if that’s the case, I would be really happy for you, you know.”
“What...? I am not your stepbrother,” Avesh looked away from her.
“Well, not tonight. But-”
“But, nothing. And why would you think I am gay?”
“Just a hunch,” Sumera had taken one more step toward him. She had expected him to realize that. But instead, he seemed nonchalant about it.
Sumera decided to do what she had wanted to do for some time by then. She placed her hand on his crotch.
Avesh flinched immediately. “What are you doing?! You are insane!”
“See, like I said, you are gay,” Sumera crossed her arms again and looked at the traffic below them.
“You know what? I don’t have to put up with this shit. The tour is over,” Avesh started walking out of the sliding door.
“If you weren’t gay, you would have let me touch your dick. In fact, you would have been hard, because I was doing it,” Sumera said, without looking at him.
“It’s just inappropriate. There are people outside,” Avesh said.
“So, you are saying, you would let your stepsister touch your dick, if there was no one around?” Sumera looked at him, her eyes narrowed, and she spoke in a voice which she considered seductive.
“You are not my stepsister,” Avesh said, before going out.
Soon after Avesh returned, Gaurav asked Jaya to set the table. The four of them were seated. There was some small talk regarding what was on the table. Sumera made a fuss about not eating rice. She instead, had a few pieces of paneer. Avesh ate his butter chicken and paratha quietly.
“So, Avesh, Gaurav tells me you are thinking of enrolling into a Bachelor’s program, while you prepare for next year,” Heena spoke.
Avesh looked at his dad, and then to Heena, “Yeah, I am yet to find the programs though. Still looking into it,” he said.
“Oh, well, Sumera already has a pretty long shortlist. In fact, she has already applied to a few. Why don’t you apply to the same programs?”
“Yeah, you should. They are pretty easy to get into,” Sumera said. As she said it, she let her foot hit Avesh’s. Avesh thought it was a mistake, but was disabused of the notion, when she rested her foot on his. He took his foot away before replying, “Yeah, I will look into it.”
“Great! Sumera tells me the applications are straightforward. Maybe you two can fill up some applications tonight!” Heena said, her voice enthusiastic.
The rest of the dinner was quiet. Heena and Gaurav talked about work. Sumera and Avesh looked at each other and ate their food. Sumera had a grin on his face. Avesh didn’t understand why she was after him. He had done nothing wrong by her. Why would she want to touch him that way?
When Jaya was picking up the plates, Gaurav told Avesh, “Why don’t you finish those applications now?”
“Do I really have to do it right away? I can take the list from her, and apply tomorrow morning,” Avesh pleaded.
“Yeah, but what better thing do you have to do right now?” his father said, getting up, and picking up his and Heena’s glasses.
“It won’t take much time, would it?” Heena asked her daughter.
Sumera wasn’t excited about filling up applications. This evening was supposed to be with her friends. But instead, she was stuck in this boring group of people, and she has to fill applications with a guy who could, at best, be described as a “dork”. She was shocked that the guy had flinched away. That is not what her friends told her about guys, not what she has read about guys, and was certainly different from what random DMs on Insta she was used to getting.
“Sumera?” Heena asked again, tightening her tone.
“Depends, if he has all the documents and other things in place. I don’t remember the process verbatim. It was my first time too!” Sumera replied, while not looking at her mother, and eating the last of her paneer.
Heena looked at Gaurav. They exchanged a smile, and Gaurav finally declared, “Well, we have plenty of time,” he looked at Heena and said, “Let’s sit at the balcony. It’s a nice weather this evening.”
When the parents were away, Sumera looked at Avesh. Avesh typed something on his phone, and then said, “Let’s go.”
“Were telling your friends that you are taking a girl to your room?” Sumera asked him, when they reached his door.
“What? No,” he said.
“Then what were you typing?”
“It’s none of your business. And where do you get these ideas?” Avesh shut the door behind him.
“Oh. A closed door, so that nobody can see us doing sexy things,” Sumera said, her hands clasped in front of her. As she said it, she bent over a little, and wiggled her body.
Avesh saw her do it, a little amused, being surer that she was a little loose in the head. He said, “Yeah, filling applications is sexy. And the door’s not locked.” He walked toward his computer and booted it. He realized that there was only one chair. So, he said, “Why don’t you sit down here, since you are the expert in filling applications?”
He was expecting a snarky reply, instead, Sumera was quiet. She had sat down on the bed, and was clicking a few photos of herself. Avesh finished logging in. His phone buzzed, probably his friends on Discord asking him to hurry up. He had kept them hanging, saying that he might come online a little late. But the way the things were right then, it seemed like he would not make it. Instead of his phone, he started typing on his computer.
“What you doing?” Sumera said, bringing her face too close his. Her perfume was even stronger in It was none of her business, but he decided against being evasive, “I was just telling my friends, that I won’t be online tonight.”
“Online for what?”
“Overwatch,” he said.
“And that is?”
“A game. A wildly popular game,” Avesh said, closing the Discord and opening the browser. He got up from the chair.
“So, it’s like what, PUBG?”
Avesh held the headrest of his chair, and looked down, trying to contain his frustration. He ended up chuckling, instead.
“What happened?”
“Nothing,” he said. He took out a file from his drawer, which had his marksheets and other documents.
Sumera sat down on the chair. She noticed her dress had ridden up her thighs a lot more than usual. She decided not to pull it down. She started typing whatever she remembered. She showed him some of the colleges, and asked him which one he likes.
“Which ones have you applied to?” he asked her.
She showed him. “Yeah, just do those,” He said.
“Are you sure? I filled these because they were near my place. It’d be far for you,” Sumera told him.
“Yeah, that’s alright. I just don’t want to get rejected again,” he said.
Sumera gave him a wry smile, and started filling things up. Avesh stood by her side, giving her the documents which she needed. He noticed her arms properly for the first time. They were delicate, and her nails had a shine to them. She had a thin bracelet on her right wrist and a thin golden watch on her other wrist. Their skin grazed against each other while Avesh gave her the documents. They looked at each other when it happened. At that distance, Avesh could not ignore her perfume. He had never felt such a scent. When he was sure she would not notice, he took a deep breath, just to get more of her smell.
But there was something else. From the angle Avesh was standing, and because of the dress Sumera was wearing, it was impossible not to notice her cleavage. Avesh tried a lot, because he had always felt it rude to do that to a girl in person.
But it was the favourite part of a girl to look at when he was checking out photos, or when he was fapping away to the occasional porn. He loved porn as much as the next guy, but he felt drained after that, bored even of the games he played. He avoided stroking himself, unless his erections simply won’t go away.
That evening was one of those evenings. With his dad around, the news of him dating, he hadn’t gotten around to be in the mental frame to stroke himself. Maybe he should have, because, Sumera’s perfume, and her cleavage right in front of his eyes, made things hard for him.
Sumera was almost done with everything. She was about to hit submit, when she asked, “Don’t want to talk to your girlfriend about this?”
“I do not have a girlfriend,” he replied in a deadpan tone. Sumera shrugged and hit submit. She turned around to say she was done, but her elbow grazed against his crotch. She quickly glanced at his crotch to see the unusual hardness she had felt there, and noticed a slight bump on his crotch. Avesh flinched back, and turned away from her, with the excuse of adjusting his documents.
Sumera was intrigued. She had started to give up on the tease and on the prospect of crotch touching. Maybe he was really gay. But that bump, which she attributed to herself, meant that he was definitely not gay. She was quiet and ran her eyes along the length of his body. He was facing away from her. He was wearing a plain red tee shirt, tucked in a casual trouser. His forearms were thick, but she noticed how his shoulders had hints of muscle.
“What are you doing?” she finally asked, in a singsong tone.
Avesh looked at his crotch, satisfied that it was not obvious anymore; he turned toward her, and said, “Just keeping these documents back. Important. Don’t want to lose these,”
“Right,” Sumera said. She got from the chair slowly, and in doing so, she made sure that her body touched his. She didn’t bump into him, but made sure her bare arms grazed against his.
Sumera walked to the bed, and sat down. She crossed her legs, and leaned back on the bed, leaning back, with her arms behind her to support herself. She pulled her dress a little further up, making sure that from where Avesh was standing he would she all of her legs. Sumera loved her legs, or at least, that’s what everyone on the Insta told her. She shaved every day, and made sure when she took a picture, people would see how thick and smooth her thighs were.
“If there was no dinner this evening, what do you usually do at this time?” Sumera asked.
Avesh turned to answer. “I...,” he paused to see how she was sitting; her outline looked incredibly hot from there. Sumera was decidedly short, but the way she was sitting, her 5’1” looked sexy the entire length, “I would have been gaming,” he managed to finish his sentence. He averted his eyes from her thighs. Her thighs looked incredibly juicy from that distance, and she wasn’t even trying to pull her dress down.
“Oh. Well, I was supposed to be at a friend’s place. Me and my girlfriends were going to watch some porn together,” Sumera said.
“Oh,” Avesh said quietly. He was stunned by the candour. He wasn’t sure if she was capping, or she really meant to watch porn together with a bunch of other girls. He looked down, trying to process what he had heard. He could feel his dick hardening again, straining against his underwear. He quickly turned away, pretending to shut down his computer.
Sumera and her friends had indeed planned to watch porn together that evening. It was a simple plan. Disha’s parents were out, and they were going to fire-up a porn website on the computer, and connect it to the large TV, and watch it. It wasn’t the first time there was a party of that kind in her friend circle. But, Sumera was never part of such parties, because she was the last among her friends to turn 18. This was evening when she was supposed to be in such a party. But she had to miss it, because of the dinner.
Sumera laughed, an exaggerated laugh, and said, “You don’t have to turn away.”
“Oh, I am just shutting down my computer. Don’t want it to run for no reason,” Avesh grimaced at his idiotic remark.
“Hey, why don’t we watch some porn together?” Sumera said.
“What?” Avesh turned his chair, making sure the arm rest hid his bulge. By then, Sumera was on her feet and walking toward him.
“Yeah, you have a big screen. I am sure you watch your porn on this,” Sumera was already near him, before she finished the sentence.
Avesh scoffed, and casually kept his hands down on this crotch, covering his raging hard-on. He expected Sumera to chuckle, or add something snide after what she said. But she didn’t do it. Instead, she tilted her head, exposing her neck, with a serious expression on her face.
“Oh,” Avesh started talking, “That’s not possible. They could call us any moment now. They could probably walk in. We-”
“Come on. You really think they are out in the balcony? I am sure they are in the bedroom. And they will take their time. It’s not even 10 PM,” Sumera said, resting her elbow on the headrest of his chair. With her underarm exposed, Avesh noticed how smooth her it was. And her perfume hit him right on his nose.
“What do you mean by-”
“You know what I mean. Why don’t you go and check outside? I am sure the maid would be gone by now, and the bedroom door would be locked,” Sumera said, with a chuckle.
“I am not doing that,” he declared.
“Okay, then,” she moved to the door, and turned the lock, “Open a good tab, and a naughty tab. My mom would never let your dad barge into your room. I know her. She will insist that they knock. And when that knock comes, I will unlock the door, and you switch to the good tab,” Sumera was back near his chair.
Avesh’s heart was racing. There was something in her voice, which was undeniably convincing. Or maybe it was just her perfume, and her cleavage and her underarms, and her juicy thighs, and his erection which refused to go away. He turned on his computer. As he watched it boot up, he said, “Maybe you sit, and I can stand.”
To Be Continued
This will be the last of this story which is posted in completeness here. You will still get a short preview of the last and final part. However, the complete last part will be contained only in the eBook. You can get the book right now from my Gumroad store, or from Amazon.
