Back in 2019, I was working for a small company that had very few employees. And my team only had 4 people, including the TL. We all got along well, and it was like working with friends.
I was 23 at that time, and my TL was 29. I had seen him staring at me, but I didn’t take it seriously. It was harmless staring, and I mostly ignored it. But it would be an understatement to say I was not attracted to him. He was this tall, fit, light-eyed guy with a good head of hair.
More than that, he knew how to dress. A quality that lacs in most men. Did I like him romantically? Absolutely no! But was I attracted to him? A hundred per cent YES! At first, I used to ignore his staring. But as time moved on, I couldn’t resist tempting him.
We started flirting here and there. I became bold, and when no one was around, I started showing him my body more. But I made sure it all looked like innocent mistakes. We were developers, which meant I had to stay back at the office often. At that time, there was no one in the office that we had to be afraid of.
Flirting became open, and my dresses became more and more revealing. For example, I wear sarees to the office rarely. But now it has become frequent. In the morning, when everyone was around, I used to cover up completely. But then, after everyone left, I made sure my hip and other parts were visible.
We used to go out for a smoke. If there was wind, I used to let it blow my saree a bit so that he could see more. Flirting became very frequent, and then started touching. He used to touch me here and there, and it all seemed innocent and might be passed out to be mistakes. But I knew!
I knew his intentions, and I knew his feelings. But I was still a bit afraid because the chance of all these being accidents was looming over me. I was waiting for him to make a move. One such day, I told him I had a headache and felt like going out for a smoke.
We both went to our regular place, which is the terrace of our office. We shared everything we used to go there as no one would be there. It was around 7:30, and the wind was a bit strong. I was wearing a black T-shirt and jeans. My T-shirt was intentionally small.
He lit a cig, and we were sharing it. He was asking for the cigarette, and I was playfully denying it. He caught my hand and pulled by closer. Held me by my hips and took the cigarette from my hand. I laughed, not realizing that his palms held my bare hip.
I stared at him, and within a couple of seconds, he realized what had happened. He said sorry, and I just replied, “It’s okay!”
Awkward silence!
He: Are you angry?
Me: No.
He (smiling at this point): Why are you not angry?
Me (trying to hide my smile): Because I am not angry, that’s why!
He: So does that mean if it happens again, you will not be angry?
Me (Openly smiling at this point): What makes you think I won’t do it back to you?
He: Oh Really? If I grab your hip, will you grab me back?
Me: Yes.
After replying yes, I understood how I had given him permission without even realizing it. He took the change, put his palms on my bare hip, and pulled me closer. I had to retaliate, and I put my hands on his hips.
He: So, if you will do everything I do to you, does that mean I can do this?
He kissed my lips and bit my lower lip lightly. And continued.
He: Will you do this back?
At this point, I was blank. All I could do was stare at his lips and eyes and wait for him to take me over. He understood what I was expecting and kissed me again on my lips. This time, though, he tightly pressed my hips, and it was painful.
I moaned into his mouth. He put his hands up my shirt and cupped my boobs with my bra. I realized we were standing on the terrace. Even though we were standing on a tall structure, there were taller buildings around us!
If someone looked over, we would be visible. I pulled myself and told him this was not the right place, and he just pulled away, too.
He: So…
Me: So what?
He: What do you want to do?
Me: Your wish!
He (after thinking for a couple of seconds): Do you want to go back to my place?
And I agreed! Duh! We went back to his place and wasted to time. I went in first, and he locked up behind me. He hugged me from the back and put his hands into my T-shirt. He kept kissing my neck and shoulders. I could not stop him. My heart did not let me stop.
I could feel his hot breath on my back. He directly put his hands on my Jean and unbuttoned me. I just stood there, not knowing what to do. I have had sex before, and I have had it too many times. But this was special because of the waiting and longing.
He turned me around and kissed my lips again. I then removed my t-shirt and jumped out of my jeans. I removed his t-shirt. Without wasting a second, heremoved his pants. I was then lifted and brought into the bedroom. His scent was intoxicating.
I literally could feel my pussy throbbing. My nipples were erect, and my tongue was dry. He took a whiff of my perfume and kissed me on my shoulders just above my armpits. He then pushed me on the bed and used his legs to push my legs apart. I helped his dick into my wet pussy. I was oozing.
He buried his face in my neck and pushed his hip into mine. I could feel the force his hip was thrusting on my pussy. My body shuddered, and seeing my boobs jiggling in front of his eyes made him aggressive. He pushed in harder, and after what felt like an eternity, he fell limp on me.
I couldn’t stop smiling at all. His face was still on my neck, and he asked me, “Are you alright, baby?” I could not muster up anything other than “Mmm.” I could feel his silent laugh on my stomach and my neck. I felt good, but this was not enough for me.
I lifted his face to look into his eyes. I pushed him next to me, and he fell off of me. He lay on his back, and his semi-limp dick was trying to stand up. I felt like helping it out a bit. I sat up on his legs and tied my hair together. I held his limp dick and wiped the cum off of his dick on my tongue.
I squeezed his dick from the bottom to the tip and licked off the remaining cum. I put his limp dick in my mouth and felt it becoming harder by the second. I gave him a sloppy blowjob. Once his dick was completely erect, I sat on his dick. He guided his dick smoothly into my pussy.
I did not bounce on him. That would have made him cum sooner. I knew what I had to do. I moved my hip back and forth. He held my hands and closed his eyes. Then, I moved sideways.
Once I felt his thighs tightening, I moved in a circle. He held my hands as tightly as he could and then suddenly relaxed. But I was about to squirt and did not want to stop. In another minute or two, I squirted all over him and fell next to him.
I felt like sharing this with you guys today. I hope you enjoyed it as you enjoyed my ‘First Sex in the Rain!’ Let me know if you guys enjoyed my stories through comments.
Happy Diwali, guys. Lots of love from Aishwarya!