Hey guys, I go by the name of “Dreamcatcher”. I am 27 years old, 5’11 in height, dark and has an athletic body. This hot story is a romantic sex sessions with a colleague and fulfilling her unmet desires.
She was married for the past 2 years and had a voluptuous figure 34D–28-34. She was Bengali and was living with her in-laws in Bangalore.
Anindita (name changed) was my reporting manager and the initial months of my joining were tiring. I always found her damn sexy and attractive like Nora Fatehi. She usually preferred to wear business formal with pencil skirts or monochrome bodycon.
Her curves and bouncy ass turned every eye on the floor while she walked around with files and I was also very sure that many dreamt of fucking my reporting manager hard by reaping her clothes apart.
One day, It was Ethnic day and she wore a maroon chiffon saree with a backless top. I literally had an instant erection by just one look of hers. I thought to lift her her and go to a corner and start smooching her! Somehow, I gathered courage and went to praise her beauty instead.
That day, we had a ramp walk competition and my sexy reporting manager invited me to walk with her for the couple category. Even though I was nervous, I did a decent job.
However, at the end of the ramp walk, she had this fantasy to pose like a model and asked me to swivel her for 2 rounds and then hold her waist when she falls back (typical Shahrukh fan).
When this happened on the stage, I was was spinning her, her ass bruised over my dick. Man, it felt amazing. I guess she also felt my ‘banana’. But we went with the flow and I was holding her by her naked back and other hand at her waist.
Oh god, I was looking at other guys and their dripping envy from their faces! That moment, I made up my mind, “I will fuck her and eat her pussy till she goes nuts.”
That same day, we had a production issue and as a trainee, I had to stay back (easy victim). But to my surprise, Anindita also volunteered to stay back as well.
While the floor was getting less dense every hour in the evening, I went inside to Anindita’s chamber just to ask if she wishes to go home as it was Diwali. She denied it and offered me coffee in her chamber.
While she leaned over the coffee able, I was getting intrigued of her bareback and was holding my ecstasy to run my fingers in her back and kiss with my wet lips. I was literally feeling her with my eyes and adjusting my dick.
I went closer to her, while my reporting manager was still busy making coffee. I made sure that I stand at a decent distance but my cold breathe reached her naked back. She felt it and arched her shoulders by letting a small moan of relief and I saw her enjoying that. That gave some courage and I tried to plant a kiss in her neck by parting her hair. She turned around, pushed me back and slapped me hard!
Fuck! I killed the moment. She made me sit on the couch and reminded me that, “She is my boss and is married.”
While saying this, tears started rolling down from her eyes. I was getting back from that slap. She was trying to wipe her tears out. She started telling about her marriage, how her husband had been neglecting her and by not giving her ample time or talking with her or sharing small small emotions.
My lady manager mentioned that her physical relationship with her husband was good but emotional and feelings-wise, she felt neglected and lonely. Her sexual desires were never heard and was always made to suck dick and get fucked mercilessly.
I felt so bad about her. I sat with her and was patting her shoulders. Then we started talking about everything and anything. She also mentioned of her dreams of going to Ooty for a honeymoon which never happened. Now to divert her mind, she stayed away from home and focused on work primarily.
Our chat were more like that between friends but she started sharing everything. From her end, I felt it was more then that, but I felt let her crave for me this time.
Weeks passed and one day while we were discussing over a deliverable, my married manager got a call from her husband and instantly starting crying. I enquired and she replied that her husband was going abroad for an year ,leaving her alone here.
I went further closer and was rubbing her back to sob her pain. Instantly, I gathered courage and kissed he. She was trying to break free. But I held her still and after some moments, she started responding back.
We were eating each other’s tongues and after a few seconds, she bit my lips hard. I saw a sex deprived queen emerging out of her. My lonely reporting manager came close and was kissing and wiping the blood out of lips while I was holding her close to my body my caressing her ass. Omg! Those ass were firm and round.
I spanked her couple of times while continuing kissing. I wanted to unhook her blouse and eat her boobs to which she denied and warned somebody may enter the cabin. She came close and whispered me to finger her while acting to sit close near the desktop and then go down under the desk and eat her up!
I liked her fantasy as eating pussies was my favorite thing. We sat close and I pulled a few more chairs. I sat behind my female manager as a shadow resource and was listening to her while my one hand was inside her saree and exploring her pussy lips. God, she was wet.
I asked to open wide her legs under the table, while I gently started playing with her clit. She was explaining me something and I was busy fingering her with slow intensity. Her voice switched into, “The landing zone is aaah aaah aaah..Will be stored here.. Aaah oh ufffff.. I love it..harder..so where was I.”
Then I asked her to lift her saree and I went on my knees under the table. My manager was wearing a sexy Victoria’s secret. I first kissed her legs and started licking from her knees to her inner thigh. And then I would just go close to her pussy and then move to her other leg.
I saw that my married manager had started oozing love juices. I did this couple of times. She got frustrated and pulled my hair and said, “Don’t tease me.” She then dragged me to her pussy and asked me to lick it.
I started licking her clit while my hands were scratching her inner thighs. She was moaning, however she was vigilant of anyone coming around. If she saw someone passing by, she would shut her legs sandwiching me between them. Her voice turned into, “Ummm, aaah, I never thought of having this….Aaah.. Aaaaaaah…ufff….acha lag raha hain..”
I increased the intensity and slid two fingers inside and went straight to my reporting manager’s G-spot. I was arousing her slowly while still eating her clit. All of a sudden, she gave a jerk and spilled juices again! She was vibrating and lifted me out from the desk and said, “Thank you for making this true.”
Out of curiosity, I asked her whether she always prefer Victoria’s secret. To which she replied, “I like the fitting and have ordered dozens of them and would like to show me someday later.”
Hey you girls out there who wish to know how I fulfilled my reporting manager ‘s honeymoon desire and fucked her brains out in Ooty, stay tuned. If you wish to experience the same or have discrete and private fun, then drop a mail at [email protected]