Her name is Swetha. We both had crushes on each other, but we knew it wouldn't end up in marriage, so we were friends till that happened. We were in the car talking, and there was a pause in the conversation, and we ki**ed, and it was one of the best liplocks... After a week she called me to her home as no one was there, so l went to meet her, and we both knew the purpose. We were talking a while and then went inside the room and wasted no time. I pushed her to the wall and had a deep kess while I was rubbing her pu**y above her dress... My tongue was inside her mouth, kie*ing so deep, and squeezing her babs, and I slowly inserted my hand inside her bottom. It was warm and wet. I was rubbing over it, and she was damn turned on. I threw her to the bed and rmoved her dress, and I was in und*rwear and ki**ing her like anything and squeezed her b**bs and pinched her ni**e... Raised her hands above her head and put my finger into her pu**y. She was meaning like anything and couldn't...
Main ek private company mein kaam karta hoon — receptionist se thoda upar waali post. Sab log mujhe pasand karte hain, aur boss bhi kaafi cool hain. Lekin maine kabhi nahi socha tha ki ek din unki biwi mujhe iss tarah dekhne lagegi.
Ek din boss ne kaha, “Aaj meri wife office aayegi, tum thoda dhyan rakhna.”
I said sure, casually. But when she entered… I froze.
She was stunning.
Silk green saree, sleeveless blouse, perfume so tempting that even AC room mein garmi lagne lagi. Her smile — soft but bold, eyes directly locking with mine.
“Hi, I’m Riya,” she said. Her voice was slow… seductive.
“Hi ma’am,” I smiled, trying not to stare. But bhai, boobs ka thoda too much exposure tha — blouse tight aur neckline low.
Lunch ke baad wo boss ke cabin mein thi. Main andar gaya kuch papers dene. She was sitting with one leg folded, saree thodi sambhal nahi rahi thi.
“Tum kaafi young ho… Rahul told me you’re hardworking,” she said, biting her lower lip.
“Mam… bas kaam karta hoon,” I replied, suddenly nervous.
She stood up, slowly walked to me, and brushed her hand against mine while taking the papers. “Tumhare haath… kaafi strong lagte hain,” she whispered.
I froze. Was this really happening?
Phir usne meri taraf kadam badhaye, and her hand was now on my chest.
“Tumhe pata hai Rahul mere saath kitna busy rehta hai?” she whispered, face now inches from mine.
“Main akeli pad jaati hoon…”
I didn’t say anything. But my body responded before my brain could.
I cupped her waist, pulled her closer. She didn’t resist. She gasped softly and placed her lips on mine — warm, urgent, full of hunger.
Within seconds, she was on the boss’s desk, saree pulled up, blouse hooks open. I kissed her neck, her cleavage, her stomach… she moaned my name softly, legs wrapped around me.
“Kab se chahiye tha ye,” she whispered.
It was passionate, wild, dangerous — but unforgettable.
Uske baad jab bhi boss meetings mein busy hota, wo mujhe bulati thi… same cabin, same fire.
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