Right after a historical fundraiser for my company, a Goa offsite was announced. I was very excited about the trip and meeting people with whom I’d been interacting remotely for more than a year now.
I had a 6 a.m. flight from Delhi, and I reached the airport at around 4 a.m. I’d planned to go to the lounge right after security to check it out and snooze for a bit. I was wearing a T-shirt with my company logo on it. Little did I know that the Tee was going to do magic and help me meet a super hot co-worker.
I was in the bag drop queue and was about to go to the counter when a beautiful voice behind me called out.
“Hey, you’re from XYZ.io?”
“Yes, have you heard about us?” I asked with a smile.
“I work there too. Heading for the Goa offsite.”
I was ecstatic. Such a pretty woman joining for the trip.
“I need your help. I might have more baggage than allowed to check in,” she said.
She did have more baggage, and all at the right places, if you know what I mean. But I resisted the temptation to say so.
“Sure, I just have a carry-on. We can check in together.”
“Vaanya,” she called out her name at the counter. “Lovely name,” I followed.
“Kabir, baggage partner!” She blushed and then chuckled.
We got through security, and then she thought of going to the gate to wait. Having more than an hour to kill, I requested her to join me in the lounge. I had lounge access complimentary on my credit cards. She was impressed as we stepped inside.
She helped herself to some juice and me to some coffee – my eyes were tired. I wanted to sleep, but I didn’t want to miss the chance to meet a pretty lady. Talking about her, she was nothing short of a bombshell. Wearing a thin, oversized white top with maroon leggings, she had a figure to die for.
She was decently tall – 5’6”, with fair and long hair. Perfectly kissable lips and eyes that beamed up whenever she smiled. She had a slender waist but a plump ass. And her boobs, well, they were the best. I could see her bra outline over the top, and I couldn’t resist looking at her melons.
We got to talking and figured out which teams we worked with and why we never got a chance to connect. Coincidentally, we had joined on the same day, but alas, remote work.
As we reached the gate, we met more people from our company. We boarded the flight and realised we didn’t seats together. To my surprise, she asked the person beside her who she knew to shift to my seat if possible. I was happy with her bold move. We sat together, and I sensed this trip was going to be fun.
We were getting to know each other quite well. I wasn’t leaving any chance to flirt with her. She didn’t respond much except with a smile. I was also being careful, given it was still an office trip. I got to know she was also a Suits TV show fan, so right when we got our meals.
We shared my AirPods and started watching ‘Suits’ on my iPad. I wasn’t going to drink the chocolate milkshake we got in our meal. So I asked her if she wanted mine too. She nodded and stretched her left hand to grab it. Her right boob grazed my elbow as she did that, oh my God.
Her boob was so soft, almost pillowy. Wish I could press against them all the time on the flight! She was making me go crazy with the way she was sucking the shake from the straw. Her luscious lips were tightly wrapped around that thin plastic straw.
It made me wonder how they would look on me, well, my cock! We landed, and then suddenly, a swarm of our colleagues from all around India met us at the Goa airport. Both of us had separate groups of friends, so we were about to separate.
But right before that happened, she said, “Guess we’ll see more of each other during the trip, but for now, give me your number, and we’ll coordinate.” I sensed a flirty smile and a twinkle in her eyes as she said that. I was practically grinning when we exchanged numbers.
We were all put up in a big Caravela Resort with private beach access for 2 nights. I was sharing a room with a male colleague from HR. He was pretty much occupied talking on the phone talking to his wife most of the time (or some wife-like lady.)
I did a few push-ups in the resort gym and showered, thinking about the office beauty I had just met and come to Goa with. Fast forward to the evening, where we had a bottomless booze fest and Gala dinner to welcome us all. I went to the party hall wearing a black shirt and jeans.
My eyes were desperately looking for the woman. I had not seen her all day as it was a big resort that we had completely booked for some 150 of us. I went to the bar to fix myself a whiskey on the rocks that I had while talking to some senior colleagues.
I was checking out the female turnout from our office. But compared to Vaanya, everyone else was nowhere close. After about 20 minutes, I saw her emerging at the entrance, looking like a bomb with a sexy black sleeveless dress and black heels.
The dress accentuated her curves from top to bottom. The way she’d done her hair, the way it sat perfectly on her shoulders, I was swayed. Our eyes met. I just playfully nudged her, signalling that she was noticed. But I didn’t walk up to her right away. She got busy with friends.
I gulped my whiskey in an effort to build up courage. I was standing near the bar. She came there and ordered a Gin and tonic. She came near with her drink and said, “I don’t see a drink in your hands, baggage partner! Who will I cheer with?”
I got another whiskey on the rocks this time, sensing this was going to be a hell of a night. We cheers-ed, and I said, checking her out from top to toe, “Somebody has decided to set the stage on fire today.”
“Well, I just might. And it looks like you’re going to join me on that.” I liked the backhanded compliment.
“We are twinning, though, coincidence?” I winked.
We joined the main party, dancing to Punjabi, Hindi, Telugu, and all sorts of music. She grooved really well, her moves poised yet full of fun. She came quite close to me while dancing, almost breathing near me and said, “You got some moves!.” I quipped, “Well, this is just a trailer!”
“I can’t wait to see the full movie,” I was on cloud 9 as she said this. We had a few more drinks and decided to head to the beach, just the two of us. She took off her heels as we walked on the sand. The waves were exquisite, and it was slightly windy.
There was tension in the air, raw carnal tension. We sat down on the sand after a few minutes of walking. She told me how she was almost thinking of not coming to the offsite as she doesn’t like her colleagues, who are competitive and jealous.
She has risen quickly in the office, and a lot of them also talk behind her back, saying it’s because of her looks. I told her that people would say what they have to and that looks are a big but complementary attribute of hers. She has risen because she’s good at her work.
It’s just a side benefit that she’s super hot. She blushed and said, “I am glad that I finally decided to come and meet you at the airport.”
I sensed some more tension and drew my face close, my lips closer to hers. She didn’t retract, and I took it as a positive sign and kissed her. Light at first, but quickly getting more and more passionate as we explored each other’s lips and tongue fully. She kissed my upper lip as I held her.
I playfully moved my tongue, fighting with hers and continued my moves without breaking the kiss. We kissed for a good 3-4 minutes as my hand was now on her dress near her waist, pressing against her. She broke the kiss and looked at me with intense eyes, suggesting a look of comfort and approval.
What follows? Read the next part to find out. I’m based out of Gurugram and reachable at [email protected].
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