Relationships & Sxx

WEEK FOUR: Saturday - Part 02

"WHAT WAS THAT?" Charlie roared at Mayank as soon as he took his seat.

"She. . ." Mayank said but was interrupted by Charlie, "Don't say she. Tell me, why did you do that?" He spoke in a scary tone that no one had heard till then. His eyes leaked killing intent.

"What did I do? I did everything right. Exactly the way you said." Mayank said.

"You forgot the most important thing I said." Charlie snarled.

"What?"

"ALWAYS WAIT FOR THE HARD CONSENT."

"I had her consent." Mayank was not ready to back down.

"You had her consent yesterday. Not today." Charlie said in a cold tone.

"Then why was she on the bed with me?"

"Because she couldn't say NO."

"What was I supposed to do then?"

"You were supposed to see her discomfort and stop."

"I thought she was uncomfortable because it's the beginning. She would have started feeling it if you hadn't stopped me."

Charlie glared at Mayank, "And who gave you the right to decide when she feels comfortable? Shouldn't that be her choice?"

"But if I had stopped," Mayank tried to say but couldn't complete his sentence. Charlie interrupted, "Then she would have asked you to continue if she wanted it. Otherwise, you should have just moved away from her. That's what you and all the men should do."

Mayank stopped justifying himself. But Charlie didn't feel like he had said enough. He continued, "You have a right to expect sex from your partner. You have a right to own her in bed. But you don't own her like a tool. You can get mad if she doesn't allow you to have sex. But you, under no circumstances, can force her for that. What you did was not an effort to make her comfortable. It was abuse. Nothing you did gave her pleasure. It only freaked her out."

"I didn't," Mayank tried to say, but Charlie interrupted again. He leaned forward, pointed his finger at Mayank, and said, "Whether it's a one-night stand, hook-up, relationship, or marriage. No guy has a right to force his partner into sex. Until and unless the consent is from the girl that she likes forced sex."

"Sorry," Mayank said.

He knew there was no point in dragging the argument further. Charlie was not going to listen to him.

Mayank looked down, "That bitch gave me her consent. And still acted as if I was abusing her. What the hell did I do wrong? Why the fuck did she have to get into bed with me if she didn't want sex? Bloody bitch. Ruining my image since day one."

"Say that to her. Not me." Charlie's snarl interrupted his chain of thoughts.

Mayank looked at Charlie – surprised – and saw Charlied serious face. He dejectedly turned his head to Aanchal. His teeth clenched. "Two weeks ago, her friend fucked up my image, and this week, she did that. Now everyone will also call me an abuser. It's all because of her." He struggled to get the words out of his mouth.

"Do you want to become an abuser, Mayank?" Charlie shouted.

He turned to Charlie instantly, "No, Charlie, I would never even think that."

"Then accept your mistake, and say sorry." Charlie's voice was clear and firm.

Mayank looked down, "Sorry."

"Look at her when you say it." Charlie's cold voice fell into Mayank's ears.

Charlie added, "When you didn't look down while forcing yourself on her. Then why look down while apologizing for it?"