u/PutInternational760

Me and my college friends went on a trip to Manali, and we got split into different bungalows. Ours had six guys and two girls. One of those girls was my new girlfriend, and in my head I thought this trip was finally going to be our chance to get some privacy. The problem was everyone was packed into rooms and nobody wanted to switch. I kept asking people if they’d move for a while, and every single time someone laughed it off. Then one of the guys, the typical confident hunk who always got his way, looked at me and said, “Stop making excuses. If she wanted to sleep with you, she’d find a way.” He even made it into a challenge, basically saying we’d find out whether she actually wanted me or not. My friends eventually emptied one room for her and her roommate, so I genuinely thought I’d proved him wrong. I went in, asked her, and she still said no because she said she was in pain. I walked back out feeling like the biggest idiot in the bungalow while everyone had that smug “I told you so” look on their faces.
She wasn’t the prettiest girl on the trip if you asked people to rank faces, but she had the kind of figure that made people do a double take without even realizing it. Everything about her looked natural, and she knew how to dress in a way that suited her. That night she was wearing a fitted bodycon dress that stood out the moment she walked into the bungalow. I noticed the other guys noticing her too. Nobody ever said anything out loud because she was with me, but you catch those looks as a guy. The quick glances, the little nudges, someone changing the subject when you walk over. I didn’t think much of it at the time because I trusted her and figured that’s just how groups of college guys are. Looking back, I wonder if everyone else had already picked up on something I hadn’t.
Then the whole night took a turn I still can’t explain. The same guy who’d been taking the piss out of me walked over to her. As far as I knew they’d barely spoken before that night. A little while later he came back and casually asked me if I had condoms. I just stood there trying to process what I’d heard. The mood in the bungalow changed completely after that. People started looking at each other, whispering, disappearing down the hallway and coming back with expressions that said enough without anyone needing to explain. I remember sitting there wondering if I was being pranked because none of it made any sense. The girl who’d rejected me minutes earlier because she wasn’t feeling well was suddenly at the center of everything. One by one, my friends disappeared into that room, and by the end of the night I went in too.

Me and my college friends went on a trip to Manali, and we got split into different bungalows. Ours had six guys and two girls. One of those girls was my new girlfriend, and in my head I thought this trip was finally going to be our chance to get some privacy. The problem was everyone was packed into rooms and nobody wanted to switch. I kept asking people if they’d move for a while, and every single time someone laughed it off. Then one of the guys, the typical confident hunk who always got his way, looked at me and said, “Stop making excuses. If she wanted to sleep with you, she’d find a way.” He even made it into a challenge, basically saying we’d find out whether she actually wanted me or not. My friends eventually emptied one room for her and her roommate, so I genuinely thought I’d proved him wrong. I went in, asked her, and she still said no because she said she was in pain. I walked back out feeling like the biggest idiot in the bungalow while everyone had that smug “I told you so” look on their faces.
She wasn’t the prettiest girl on the trip if you asked people to rank faces, but she had the kind of figure that made people do a double take without even realizing it. Everything about her looked natural, and she knew how to dress in a way that suited her. That night she was wearing a fitted bodycon dress that stood out the moment she walked into the bungalow. I noticed the other guys noticing her too. Nobody ever said anything out loud because she was with me, but you catch those looks as a guy. The quick glances, the little nudges, someone changing the subject when you walk over. I didn’t think much of it at the time because I trusted her and figured that’s just how groups of college guys are. Looking back, I wonder if everyone else had already picked up on something I hadn’t.
Then the whole night took a turn I still can’t explain. The same guy who’d been taking the piss out of me walked over to her. As far as I knew they’d barely spoken before that night. A little while later he came back and casually asked me if I had condoms. I just stood there trying to process what I’d heard. The mood in the bungalow changed completely after that. People started looking at each other, whispering, disappearing down the hallway and coming back with expressions that said enough without anyone needing to explain. I remember sitting there wondering if I was being pranked because none of it made any sense. The girl who’d rejected me minutes earlier because she wasn’t feeling well was suddenly at the center of everything. One by one, my friends disappeared into that room, and by the end of the night I went in too.

Me and my college friends went on a trip to Manali, and we got split into different bungalows. Ours had six guys and two girls. One of those girls was my new girlfriend, and in my head I thought this trip was finally going to be our chance to get some privacy. The problem was everyone was packed into rooms and nobody wanted to switch. I kept asking people if they’d move for a while, and every single time someone laughed it off. Then one of the guys, the typical confident hunk who always got his way, looked at me and said, “Stop making excuses. If she wanted to sleep with you, she’d find a way.” He even made it into a challenge, basically saying we’d find out whether she actually wanted me or not. My friends eventually emptied one room for her and her roommate, so I genuinely thought I’d proved him wrong. I went in, asked her, and she still said no because she said she was in pain. I walked back out feeling like the biggest idiot in the bungalow while everyone had that smug “I told you so” look on their faces.
She wasn’t the prettiest girl on the trip if you asked people to rank faces, but she had the kind of figure that made people do a double take without even realizing it. Everything about her looked natural, and she knew how to dress in a way that suited her. That night she was wearing a fitted bodycon dress that stood out the moment she walked into the bungalow. I noticed the other guys noticing her too. Nobody ever said anything out loud because she was with me, but you catch those looks as a guy. The quick glances, the little nudges, someone changing the subject when you walk over. I didn’t think much of it at the time because I trusted her and figured that’s just how groups of college guys are. Looking back, I wonder if everyone else had already picked up on something I hadn’t.
Then the whole night took a turn I still can’t explain. The same guy who’d been taking the piss out of me walked over to her. As far as I knew they’d barely spoken before that night. A little while later he came back and casually asked me if I had condoms. I just stood there trying to process what I’d heard. The mood in the bungalow changed completely after that. People started looking at each other, whispering, disappearing down the hallway and coming back with expressions that said enough without anyone needing to explain. I remember sitting there wondering if I was being pranked because none of it made any sense. The girl who’d rejected me minutes earlier because she wasn’t feeling well was suddenly at the center of everything. One by one, my friends disappeared into that room, and by the end of the night I went in too.