INTIMACY CLINIC - The Conversations we AVOID

WEEK FOUR: Saturday - Part 01

Mayank was rushing into taking a bath. He was impatient to show his skills. He was tired of pointy fingers on his sex skills. Today, he was determined to make sure no one pointed a finger at him.

"Today, I will shut everyone up. They'll see how good I am." He thought as he was wiping himself.

With determination, he opened the door of the bathroom.

Lovereet's mouth opened in oww when she saw Mayank standing naked at the bathroom door. The rest of the people also had similar expressions.

Mayank stepped out of the bathroom. His gaze fell on the bed.

Aanchal sat on the bed, wearing the same clothes she came in with, but she had freshened up before Mayank. Anyone in the room could tell that she was nervous. But Mayank's mind was into something else. He didn't see her. He only saw the opportunity to wipe his image of a guy who can't satisfy his partner.

He got on the bed.

Charlie changed the lighting.

Mayank got on all fours and went closer to Aanchal. He smiled, looking at her.

She didn't. She shrank into herself.

With each moment, Aanchal's nervousness increased. The pores on her body stood. She felt a scary chill run up her spine. Her heart paced rapidly. She struggled hard to keep herself calm through her shivering fingers.

When Mayank reached close enough to be able to kiss her. She closed her eyes. Her first thought was to move her lips away, but then, Charlie's words rang in her head – that she can't get past her phobia until she faces it - and she closed her eyes instead.

Charlie was sitting on the first chair beside the bed. His eyes were on Aanchal. He noticed every tiny change in her.

Mayank's lips touched Aanchal's lips. Her lips didn't open. Mayank kept kissing her sealed lips as he pushed her down. Aanchal lay on the bed. Mayank continued kissing her lips.

Charlie's brows drew closer when he saw Aanchal refrain from opening her lips.

Mayank placed his hand on her stomach. He slowly moved his lips from her lips to her cheeks and then her neck while his hand moved from her stomach to her left breast.

Charlie saw Aanchal shiver. But he didn't feel it was due to the excitement. It felt more like fear than excitement to him. His jaw stiffened.

Meanwhile, Mayank slipped his hand under her top to get a good hold of her left breast. As soon as his hand touched her breast sneaking inside her bra, she jumped off but couldn't get up due to Mayank's body on her. She tried to turn. But couldn't. Her eyes clenched. She started to breathe heavily.

Charlie couldn't be patient anymore. "Mayank." He said in a serious tone.

It was like Mayank couldn't hear anything. All his focus was on the act. He pulled her top up and placed his lips on her stomach. Both his hands cupped her breasts at the same time.

He was doing it well. But Aanchal was still trying to turn. She was half successful when he was kissing her stomach. But as soon as she turned halfway, Mayank got up and took his hand behind her back to unhook her bra. And took her breast in his mouth over her bra.

Aanchal's eyes shut even tighter. Her expression turned ugly. It was as if she wanted to scream but her voice was not with her. She shivered like she was being electrocuted.

"Mayank," Charlie said, louder than before.

Mayank unhooked Aanchal's bra. Her cleavage was more prominent once her bra was loosened. Mayank placed his lips on her cleavage. Sucking and licking between her breasts. He held her hands and tried to pull them over her head. But Aanchal's body had stiffened. Her hands didn't go up. Feeling Mayank's lips in her cleavage, she tried to lift herself. But she was pushed down by Mayank's body weight.

Mayank used force to lift her hands. Her hands started to move upward with a failed struggle to stay down. Her brows came together as her forehead wrinkled.

Suddenly, Aanchal felt the pressure on her hands loosen. Her hands were not being pushed up anymore. After which, she felt Mayank's weight on her lifted.

At the same time, Mayank was staring at the person who had held his hand and pulled him away from Aanchal.

"Charlie?" He said – shocked.

It was Charlie.

Before Mayank could react, Charlie snarled, "What the hell are you doing?"

"I. . ." Mayank tried to speak, but Charlie ignored him. He turned to look at Aanchal.

She had pulled her top down. But she was still breathing heavily. She didn't open her eyes either.

"Everyone, get out," He shouted; his eyes still on Aanchal.

People got up as soon as possible and paced towards the living room. Mayank was still standing there. Naked. Surprised.

"Do I need to tell you separately?" Charlie said. His eyes were on Aanchal. There was a gentleness and concern in his eyes.

Aanchal's eyes were shut. She was breathing heavily.

Mayank didn't say a word. He turned and dragged himself to the bathroom.

The room turned silent. Charlie stood beside the bed, waiting for Aanchal to open her eyes.

"Aanchal." He said in a soft voice.

She nodded slowly.

"Let's go to the living room." He said.

She shook her head, without opening her eyes.

"Aanchal." He said, keeping his tone as gentle as possible.

She nodded.

"Open your eyes." He said gently but firmly.

She opened her eyes. Turned her eyeballs toward him.

"Let's go. I want to talk to you." Charlie said, stretching his hand to her.

Aanchal kept looking at him for a few seconds. He was standing there patiently, stretching his hand to her. She looked into his eyes. She felt something. Maybe, the care she was looking for. Her hand stretched out to hold his hand while her gaze was glued to his eyes.

Holding his hand, she got up slowly. Mayank came out of the bathroom and saw her holding Charlie's hand. His emotions boiled up. He threw a look at her.

She felt nervous – feeling his cold look on her.

"Sorry." She said – looking at her feet.

Mayank didn't respond. He stormed out of the room.

Charlie's eyes were still on Aanchal.

"Let's go." He said in a soft tone. And left the room, holding her hand.

She followed his lead quietly – like a scared little puppy.

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