Karan was a talented engineer fresh out of IIT Bombay. He had always dreamed of starting his own company. After a few years of working for a large firm in Mumbai, he decided to take the plunge. He set his sights on Kolkata, a city he had always loved for its rich culture and history.<\/p>\n
He spent months preparing for the move, networking and trying to drum up support for his fledgling company. Finally, the day arrived, and he packed his bags, ready to embark on this exciting new chapter in his life.<\/p>\n
Upon arriving in Kolkata, Karan immediately set up his company. It wasn’t easy, as he had to navigate the city’s complex bureaucracy and deal with a host of other challenges. But he was determined to succeed, and he refused to let any obstacle stand in his way.<\/p>\n
As his company began to grow and thrive, Karan realised that he needed to hire some help. That’s when he met Pallavi, a recently graduated college trainee. Karan was impressed by Pallavi’s intelligence and drive, and he offered her a job on the spot.<\/p>\n
Over the next few years, Karan became a mentor to Pallavi, helping her develop the skills and knowledge she needed to succeed in the business world. He was proud of the progress she made, and he enjoyed watching her grow and thrive. As the years passed, Karan and Pallavi lost touch.<\/p>\n
They both became busy with their careers and lives and rarely had the chance to catch up. But then, one day, out of the blue, Pallavi contacted Karan. She was now a hotshot executive at a major corporation in Delhi. She wanted to meet up and catch up on old times whenever Karan was in Delhi next.<\/p>\n
Karan made a mental note but forgot all about it. He did go to Delhi often. One day, while at the Resident’s lounge at the Taj Palace, he was intensely negotiating with a client. He thought he saw a tall, shapely figure huddled over some laptops.<\/p>\n
Pallavi was a tall, curvy woman. In her teens, she may have been called a few extra pounds. However, she had now blossomed into a stunning, attractive woman. Stately, elegant, and shapely, Pallavi was kind, courteous and had a gentle soul<\/p> \n\n
He hollered, \u201cIs that you, Pallavi?\u201d She turned, and she came running towards him and hugged him. \u201cGreat to see you. Let me wrap up my meeting, and then let’s properly catch up,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n
Karan lost all focus on his intense negotiation by then and mutually decided to reschedule for the next day.<\/p>\n
Delighted at the opportunity to see Pallavi again, Karan tried to brainlessly finish his emails and schedule. He realised it was impossible. Finally, she got free. They decided to head to the lounge for Happy Hour.<\/p>\n
They sat down with a refreshing beverage. Karan couldn’t help but feel a sense of nostalgia wash over him. He remembered the early days of his company when Pallavi was just a bright-eyed trainee eager to learn.<\/p>\n
As they chatted and reminisced about the past, Karan realised that he had developed feelings for Pallavi. She was no longer the young trainee he had once mentored. She was a successful, confident woman who had come into her own.<\/p>\n
As they sat there in the warm glow of the lounge, Karan couldn’t resist the urge to be close to her.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019ve lost a lot of weight,\u201d Karan remarked. \u201cIs that why you are constantly checking me out now?\u201d Pallavi remarked.<\/p>\n
\u201cI am just trying to imagine when did you become such an attractive woman?\u201d he commented. \u201cWhile your nose was inside your laptop, this last 10 years,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n
Both smiled. \u201cTime for your 3rd Gin,\u201d he asked. \u201cYou want me to be drunk?\u201d she commented.<\/p>\n
\u201cMadam and Sir, the lounge will close soon,\u201d the Waitress came and remarked.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, I guess we will have to go to my room now,\u201d Karan commented. \u201cAren’t you being too forward?\u201d Pallavi shyly commented.<\/p>\n
\u201cI am being practical. That\u2019s the easiest place to go, and I have a nice bottle of gin in the room.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAs long as you don\u2019t tell anyone and ensure I make it to my early morning breakfast meeting. Let\u2019s go,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n
Both of them stumbled quickly into the room. Before the door shut, they grabbed each other into a warm embrace. While hugging each other, their comfort grew.<\/p>\n
Karan slowly moved his head from her shoulder to her lips, and they locked into a deep passionate kiss. Running his hands over her, he brought them down to her soft back. Pallavi was wearing a Sari, which she often did for critical meetings.<\/p>\n
Karan was unable to resist. He brought his hands down to her back and then to her ass, softly squeezing and clutching it. He continued kissing her passionately. He started unravelling her Sari while she started unbuttoning his shirt.<\/p>\n
He pulled his vest out while he lay her on the bed and tried to open her blouse. The blouse had clips in the front. He was like, \u201cWow. This is fun and difficult at the same time.\u201d<\/p>\n
He softly grabbed her ample assets. He passionately opened her blouse and unhooked her bra. Lo and behold, they were soon stark naked. Pallavi was stunning. 5\u201d7 and measuring 38-34-38.<\/p>\n
She was shapely and voluptuous. Like a hot and tall actress. With large light brown areolas and erect nipples. Without waiting, she intertwined with each other, kissing passionately. She muttered, \u201cI am already wet.\u201d<\/p>\n
Karan decided to enter. In missionary, he pulled her closer and slowly but firmly went in. Deep and with thrusting movements, trying to arouse her. Grabbing her palms, he kept thrusting on her wonderful breasts.<\/p>\n
\u201cWow!\u201d He remarked.<\/p>\n
After about 10 minutes of fucking, while continuing to suck and kiss her lips. Every corner of her breasts, Pallavi turned around for Doggy.<\/p>\n
Seeing her beautiful ass in all her glory was a sight to behold. Karan continued pulling her closer and thrusting deep inside her. Pallavi\u2019s lightly coloured and shapely bum was driving him mad.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat if I cum?\u201d he asked, \u201cIt\u2019s ok, I\u2019ll take a pill,\u201d she said, \u201cdon\u2019t you fucking stop,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n
Then she climbed on top of him. He started squeezing her boobs with his left hand while she continued fucking him. \u201cThis is insane and amazing,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n
Sweaty and going mad with ecstasy, he resumed missionary, fucking her with even more passion. Then finally, both came in peace, climaxing in their full glory.<\/p>\n
In the morning, as they lay tangled in the sheets, Karan knew that he had found something special with Pallavi. He vowed never to let her go again and to always be there for her as she continued to thrive and succeed in her career.<\/p>\n
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