I walked through the door of his bedroom, in my jeans shorts and a sleeveless top. It was unusual for me to walk like this at home. My husband wouldn\u2019t allow me. But this wasn\u2019t my husband\u2019s house. This was where I truly belonged. \u201cGood morning, Jasmine!\u201d, Prady greeted me with a smile. He had just woken up. His face had not changed. Not a bit. I recalled the day I lost my virginity to him at a resort. We were lovers from college. He was a Hindu. I was Christian. Our parents didn\u2019t approve.<\/p>\n
He had gone to the US to do his Post Graduation. I stayed back in India and married Jacob, the guy my parents forced me to marry. But I never got over him. Neither could my husband love me enough, nor satisfy me on bed. My first night was the most horrific experience. Because, he didn\u2019t even touch me. Jacob was really bad in the bed. More often, I preferred my own finger to his dick. Two days back, as I was sitting in my office cubicle, buried in my computer, typing endless lines of computer code, my Team lead came there. \u201cHey guys! Our new manager is coming tomorrow. I want you to finish this work by today. Dress up neatly. We got to impress him on day 1.\u201d Bullshit, I thought. I went back to typing the code.<\/p>\n
The day went on, and at 5pm as I was ready to leave, my team lead stopped me. \u201cJasmine, I see that you have not completed your modules. Finish them. Now. We don\u2019t want to cut a sorry figure for our manager tomorrow. Please.\u201d This wasn\u2019t any good. I sat back, till 8.30pm, finished the work and got home. Fuck the manager, I thought. \u201cWhy are you late? Lots of work for my dear Jasmine?\u201d, he asked. I couldn\u2019t agree less. Hell lot of work today. I smiled at him, \u201cYeah Jake!\u201d, I replied and went into my bathroom to take a shower\u2026..<\/p>\n
10am next morning, the manager had not yet arrived. Did I work for this? I was bored with life lately. No love, no sex, no real friends, no real fun. Suddenly, I saw my team lead running in.\u201d He\u2019s coming in guys. Greet him with a smile. Be warm.\u201d There he comes, I thought. I had dressed myself up pretty well. I wore a white saree, slightly transparent, with a green blouse. I combed my hair well and streaked a portion to the front. I never liked any lipstick, so I didn\u2019t apply any.<\/p>\n
I had adored my eyes with some kaajal. I looked beautiful enough. I had dusky complexion. I did yoga everyday to maintain a flat tummy. Actually, that was because Prady liked it. He told me in college to get my tummy flat. I had not missed a single day of yoga ever since. My tummy was the sexiest part of my body, he thought. He would often tell me how my body curves. I had 30D breasts. Quite big because I was slim. He would say my body curves outward below my shoulders, then moves in to my sleek hips and then curves out near my ass.<\/p>\n
I loved the attention he gave me. As I was lost in thoughts, I saw a man in a blazer, at a far distance. The new manager. As he was walking in I saw his blazer and his shoes. He looked quite classy and well built. As the door opened and he entered, I went numb. My legs were shivering. \u201cThis can\u2019t be real.\u201d, I thought. It just can\u2019t. I looked up at the face, the very face I dreamt of, every single day after he left to the US. The very face I think of whenever I touch myself. The very face I love. Prady. He face was still the same. Cute as ever. He kept a bit of beard to make him look a bit up to his age. Without it, he\u2019d look like an 18 year old boy. His physique developed drastically. He had well-built muscles and a chest. I was sweating, I was nervous. I wanted him. Badly. I wanted his familiar voice, his lovely touch. I longed for him for 4 years. And he was here, right in front of me. I saw a girl following him.<\/p>\n
She was around 21, I thought. She had a bag with her. I observed her attire. She wore a buttoned shirt and a short skirt. The skirt went up to her knees. The shirt was really tight. Her breasts were literally popping out of her shirt, pleading to be set free. Her hips were curvy and her navel was pretty flat. Just then, I had remembered a conversation with him during our time. \u201cI\u2019ll make you my secretary. I\u2019ll make you walk in a really tight shirt and a short skirt. Everyone in office would be dying to have you. And I\u2019ll have you every day, in my cabin. I\u2019ll fuck you to my will.\u201d My heart sunk. I grew jealous of her. He fucks her, I thought. I wanted to cry out. He has forgotten me. He has another woman. But my heart wouldn\u2019t listen. I wanted to meet him. I wanted to talk.<\/p>\n
\u201cHey I need to talk to the manager.\u201d I said to his secretary. \u201cI guess he\u2019s a bit busy now. I\u2019ll tell you when he\u2019s free.\u201d, she said. \u201cSure, but when you inform him, tell him Jasmine is here.\u201d, I said and turned back to go to my cubicle. \u201cHey wait, what did you just say?\u201d, she called out to me. \u201cTell him I\u2019m Jasmine.\u201d, I said. \u201cAre you the Jasmine he loves?\u201d, she asked. The question struck me. *The Jasmin he loves.* I froze. \u201cHow do you know?\u201d, I asked. \u201cHe loves you. He keeps mentioning you. And yes, he would meet you anytime. Come with me, I\u2019ll take you to his cabin.\u201d, she said. *He loves you.* My heart jumped in joy. I wanted to jump and yell. \u201cWait, let me use the restroom.\u201d, I told her and went to the restroom quickly.<\/p> \n\n
I looked at my own face in the mirror. It was fresh. The kaajal had not thinned out. I slowly dragged the kaajal a bit to the edge of my eyes. I had tied my saree way up to the hips. I untied it, lowered it and put in on my waist, below my belly button. My navel was partly visible through the transparent saree. I pulled the pallu slightly, revealing my hip curve. I looked at myself again, now. I looked sexy. Perfect, as he would call it. I went out to he secretary. \u201cLet\u2019s go.\u201d, I said. She looked at me from top to bottom. \u201cJust as he likes it.\u201d, she said, running a finger along my bare hip curve. My heart sunk again. She knew what he likes.<\/p>\n
I followed her to the elevator and we went to the third floor. She walked out and within seconds, knocked twice on a door. \u201cSir, you have a visitor.\u201d, she said. \u201cRiya you do know that you must inform me well in advance\u2026.\u201d She cut him off my saying, \u201cSir, please take a look\u201d, and signalled me to go inside. The moment I entered, Prady who seemed irritated, stood up. There was complete shock and surprise on his face. \u201cI\u2019ll leave you alone, sir.\u201d, said Riya and left the room, closing the door behind us. \u201cHi\u201d, I smiled, being as awkward as possible. \u201cJasmine!\u201d he said, his voice was chilling. I went cold, my ears getting what they were craving for. \u201cCome sit down\u201d, he said. I sat down on the chair opposite to his desk. \u201cNo, uh, let\u2019s go there\u201d, he said, pointing to his left. I turned right and saw a black leather sofa. As he walked up to it, I stood up and followed. It was a three seater couch and he positioned himself in the middle portion. Witty, I thought. He always was. I sat beside him. \u201cHow have you been?\u201d, he asked. His eyes were not meeting mine.<\/p>\n
I was looking straight into his eyes and he was looking down or elsewhere. \u201cI\u2019m good. How\u2019re you? Become a big successful person!\u201d I chuckled. \u201cYou look beautiful\u201d, he said. I blushed. I always loved it when he complimented me. I pushed myself back on the sofa, placed my hands on the hand rest and raised my hips up a little. \u201cThis is how you like it, don\u2019t you?\u201d I said. He scanned me, right from my waist to my eyes. Our eyes met. He quickly looked away. \u201cDoes Jacob like it too?\u201d he asked. \u201cCome on Prady. You know what had happened. I was forced to marry him. You weren\u2019t here. My parents blackmailed me. I was helpless.\u201d \u201cSo helpless that you couldn\u2019t inform me?\u201d, he asked. \u201cI didn\u2019t want to pain you.\u201d, I said. \u201cOh right!\u201d \u201cPrady, look at me. I love you. I\u2019ve been longing you for four years\u201d, I said holding his hand. He looked up.<\/p>\n
Our eyes met again. Before I knew it, he put his hands on my back, pulled me close and kissed my lower lip. He held me tight, his hands now moving to my hips. I closed my eyes and he we kissed again, our lips tasting each other. He was running his tongue all over my lips. I tightly held his shirt, submitting myself to him. His hands felt my entire navel and he moved it up my neck. He was caressing my neck gently, stroking it, while I was kissing his lips. I slowly slid back and rested on the hand rest of the sofa.<\/p>\n
I expected him to come for me. He didn\u2019t. \u201cWe can\u2019t do this.\u201d, he said. \u201cWhy?\u201d I asked him, disappointed. I was lying on the sofa with my lips puckered and my pallu almost undone. \u201cMy parents have a match for me. I can\u2019t cheat her like this.\u201d, he said. \u201cI love you Jasmine, but I can\u2019t.\u201d \u201cEven I\u2019m married, Prady. Why can\u2019t you just take me? Why can\u2019t we be together at least now?\u201d, I asked him. \u201cI\u2019m sorry, Jaz. You must go.\u201d He said. I was angry. I was hurt. \u201cOkay, bye.\u201d, I said bluntly. I got up, didn\u2019t even bother adjusting my saree. I walked off to the door.<\/p>\n
While I was about to open it, a hand held me by my hips and pulled me back. I was there, facing the door, in his arms, tightly clutched to his body. He moved my pallu aside and dropped it down. \u201cI\u2019m yours.\u201d, he said and kissed my neck. I shivered. His hard dick was throbbing against my ass. I could feel it from his pant. He swiftly turned me around. I\u2019m sorry, I\u2019m yours, he said and bit my ear. I pushed him back to the sofa. He caught my pallu and pulled me close. And boom, the saree came off my body. He threw it aside and I fell on him. I was like an animal, waiting for some action for four years. I couldn\u2019t wait any further. I unbuttoned his white shirt as we were kissing like thirsty animals. \u201cWill anyone come?\u201d, I asked him. I noticed the see through door and the glass fitted cabin. \u201cLet me take care of that\u201d, he said as he typed something on his mobile phone.<\/p>\n
Then, he kept it aside and started kissing me again. I was on top of him and was moving my body on his hard dick. I could feel it. I ventured down to feel his now well-built chest. He wasted no time and removed my blouse and threw it near my saree. I was wearing a pink bra. \u201cNo bra from tomorrow\u201d, he said and unhooked it. \u201cYes, sir.\u201d, I giggled. He was running his hands all over my bare back now. I felt tickled.<\/p>\n
I shifted to the side and let him come on top of me. He now came on top and went down to my breasts. He gave them a tight squeeze. Mmmhmm, I let out a very low moan. I flung my head up and rested it below the sofa hand rest. \u201cJust like old times. You haven\u2019t changed\u201d, he said. He squeezed my breasts again, firmly this time. My body was wriggling to his touch. I was biting my lips as he came to kiss my neck. I held him tightly, my nails clawing his body. He continued squeezing my breasts and biting and licking my neck. I pulled him up and kissed him to my heart\u2019s content.<\/p>\n
He went back down to my breasts and started sucking them. He cupped both my breasts firmly with his hands, squeezed them and simultaneously bit my nipples. Mmmmm, I was getting louder with the moans. Suddenly, the door flung open. I shivered. It\u2019s okay, said Prady as he continued to bite my nipples. It was Riya. She came in, and closed all the curtains of the cabin. \u201cHave fun, ma\u2019am.\u201d, she said and closed the door and went out. I was shocked. I was thrilled and I was happy. Prady was sucking me in front of his secretary. He was biting one of my nipples as he was squeezing the other breast, kneading it. My body was wriggling, and I was sure that I had already made a puddle in my panties.<\/p>\n
He went a little bit lower after taking his time on my breasts. \u201cThe world\u2019s most beautiful navel.\u201d, he said as planted a kiss. His lips were hot. I felt goosebumps instantly. He kissed my navel, licked it, toyed with my belly button. And then, he went lower and removed my petticoat. He felt my panties. They were wet. I was literally dripping. \u201cLooks like someone wants some attention\u201d, he said and swoosh my panties flew across to the other end of the room.<\/p>\n
He slowly ran his fingers over my vulva. I was tickled again. He ran his index finger over the line of my pussy. The fluids from my puss were flowing out as his touch drove me crazy. He slowly slid up to my clitoris. I closed my eyes in anticipation. I was already wet and shooting out some cum. I was raising my hips higher, egging him to touch my clitoris. The, it came. He parted my hood and gave a slight rub. \u201cAaahhhnnn\u201d I was breathing fast, my breasts were rising and falling.<\/p>\n
He stood up and removed his pant and undies. I saw it. The only dick that fit my puss. The only dick that could take me to another world. He spread my legs apart and buried his face in my vulva and started licking my clitoris. \u201c Aahhhhnn \u2026. mmmmm\u2026\u201d I was wriggling and shaking on the sofa. His tongue was stroking my clit, top to bottom to top to bottom. I was dying. All this pleasure after 4 years. It was too much to take. \u201cOhhh pleeeaassse\u201d, I said \u201cpleeasssse don\u2019t tease mee\u201d.<\/p>\n
He now positioned his his lips on my clit and started kissing and gently sucking it. I was lost. \u201cAaaahhnn \u2026 Put your hands on my breasts \u2026.. squeeze them \u2026.\u201d I told him. He immediately obeyed. He brought both his hands up and pinched my erect nipples. \u201cOhhh Goooodd\u201d, I was losing control. I was moaning loudly, as loud as possible as his mouth was working magic on my puss. I felt a familiar sensation. Something I had felt years back. My nerves were tingling, my moans were uncontrollable, my body was shaking.<\/p>\n
\u201cMmmmm \u2026\u2026 Aaaahhhh \u2026. Mmm \u2026\u201d it was coming. My hands were digging into his back now. I held his hair and firmly pushed his face into my puss. He licked harder. I was literally in heaven. And then it hit me.<\/p>\n
\u201cMMMPPPPHHH\u201d, I moaned hard and loud. I released the grip on his hair and pulled him up. That was my first orgasm. The fluids were squirting out of my puss. I was breathing heavy. I felt awesome. My eyes were blank for a moment. We kissed, passionately, softly.<\/p>\n
He ran his hands through my hair. After a few minutes, he got up. \u201cOn your fours\u201d, he said. I knelt on my fours, like a bitch. He knelt on the sofa and felt my puss with his hand. It was still wet and reeling from the last orgasm. Slowly, he penetrated his hard dick through my puss. \u201cMmmmm\u201d, I moaned again. This pleasure was unstoppable. He ran his hands all over my back, ticking me. Then, he pushed his hands forward and held both my breasts. He leaned close to my body, close enough to kiss the back of my neck.<\/p>\n
Gently, he stroked his penis into mine. \u201c Aahhhh \u2026 aaaahhh\u201d, I was moaning for each stroke. He was squeezing my breasts and pinching my erect nipples. \u201c Mmmmm \u2026\u201d I was enjoying it. He was doing everything to make me happy. Kissing, fondling and banging. \u201cHarder, baby..\u201d, I told him.<\/p>\n
Then, he started stroking me hard and fast. My breasts were dancing in rhythm to his strokes. He held them firmly, pressing them, nudging them. He was biting my shoulder. I knew it wasn\u2019t long before I lost control again. \u201cMmmm \u2026 Aaahhhn\u201d I was yelling now, at the top of my voice. As he was banging me hard and firm, he did something unexpected. He took a hand off my breast and placed it on my clitoris. Shit. This was it.<\/p>\n
He was simulating my neck, my shoulders, my breasts, my vagina and my clit at the same time. \u201cAaaawww \u2026. Mmmmm\u201d, I was going mad. He was riding me like a beast. \u201cOh fuck me, fuck me like a bitch. I\u2019m yoourss taakee mee\u201d, I yelled to make him go harder. It was a matter of seconds now. \u201cOhhhhhhh Goooodddd Praaaddddyy !!!!!\u201d, I yelled and detached myself from his dick and collapsed on the sofa. There was my second orgasm.<\/p>\n
A jolt of pleasure ripped through my body, my fluids flowing freely now, unstoppable. \u201cNot so soon\u201d, he said and lifted me up and got me kneel on my fours again. \u201cTake it in\u201d, he said and began shoving his cock into me, very hard. My face was red, like an apple. His hands were killing my breasts now, and simultaneously, rubbing my already wet clit. \u201cPllleeasse stoppp.\u201d, I yelled. In reality, I didn\u2019t want it to stop. He knew it.<\/p>\n
He shoved in harder, rubbing my clit vigorously, smearing my fluids all over my vulva. \u201cOhhh pleaaaasse stop teassiingg\u201d, I begged. I was over the edge again. Tears were rolling out of my eyes. I checked if I was tearing the sofa\u2019s leather coating. I was gripping it so hard, I felt like I was. \u201cBaaabby cum in me. I want you.\u201d, my breasts were dancing out of control. He was jacking me so hard now. I realised he was on the edge too. His grip on my breast tightened. His was grunting now. I wanted it so bad.<\/p>\n
A few seconds later, another jolt of unexplainable pleasure hit me. I was in a different world. My legs were weak now. I had my third orgasm and my biggest and most intensive of the day. I wanted to collapse again but he was holding me tight and stroking in.<\/p>\n
Then, about a minute later, I felt warmth in my vagina. He had shot in me and immediately collapsed on me. We spent time, kissing softly and hugging each other. I was too weak to even stand. Somehow, I managed to stand up and dress up. He pushed my saree knot down below my belly button. You will walk like this, everyday. He removed my pallu and my blouse. No bras. Leave it here. I loved it, totally. I loved being his bitch. I removed my bra and handed it to him. We kissed again, passionately. \u201cI love you.\u201d, he whispered in my ear. \u201cI love you too\u201d, I whispered back. He guided me out of his cabin.<\/p>\n
As I was going out, he asked, \u201cWanna spend the night with me?\u201d \u201cBut how? My husband?\u201d, I asked him. \u201cTell him you\u2019re on an official trip. Go home now. Pack your bags. We are spending the week together. I was thrilled. I blushed. One week with him. Wow. Before I leave, I wanted to ask him something. \u201cRiya. Do you fuck her?\u201d, I asked. He looked into my eyes. \u201cYes.\u201d, he said. I felt jealous. He came forward and kissed me. \u201cI love you\u201d, he said. I knew he did. That is why he told Riya about me. I loved him. So much. I went down, eagerly waiting for the whole week I would spend with him\u2026. To be continued. Submit your feedback and comments to <\/p>\n
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