Casual Hookup With A Colleague
Mail me on [email protected] for any queries, advice or friendly meetups. ;) So let’s start our sex story. Twinkle is her name, is the secretary of our office, a large corporate sprawl set in the heart of the city. Twinkle is a regular middle-class girl, always dressed simply. She isn’t very good looking, a bit on the heftier side. Her stats would be roughly about 34-32-36, and since she was only 5 feet 2 inches tall, these stats gave her strangely an attractive shape, mainly because the assets spilled over a bit in whatever she wore, which was mostly salwar kameez. She is dusky in skin tone. She must be in her early 20s, never bothered to confirm it though. I did know she is single and always in a positive mindset at work. Which I rarely was, cos of the workload. She always managed to smile every time she passed me. I never bothered to notice if she did that for others, but I didn’t care. I was in a relationship for past 5 years and just had a breakup, that added to my workload, made me crankier and less friendly to all around. But Twinkle saw past that, she would never fail to greet or smile. I once passed her in a pantry, I was having coffee and she was seated there eating some fried snacks, guess that explained her figure. She greeted, as usual, I smiled back. She then asked if I was fine. I asked her why she asked me that, she instantly replied saying I seemed low past few days. I thanked her for noticing and said it might be the workload. She offered me some snacks, I moved ahead and took a piece. She asked why I am not sitting. It was around 5 pm and the workload was a bit less today. I took a seat opposite her. We then spoke casual stuff, the stuff you make small conversations with, like where do you live? How do you commute? etc.. She then asked me if I was single, I responded by explaining my recent breakup. I asked her the same, to which she said she was single. I started getting a hint that she was interested in me. But I wasn’t even remotely interested in her, but I was enjoying the attention. It seemed cute. She then got up to get a coffee for herself from the machine, I then observed her ass. She was gifted in her assets, she’d be a handful in bed. My previous relationship was with a skinny girl. I then thought to myself that I’ve never been with anyone like her. She came and sat down. I asked her what time she gets off work today, she said 6:30 or 7 pm. She asked me the same, I replied “7 pm”. After this I was running out of things to ask her, she was getting a bit shy too to make small talk. I had set the idea in my head, as to what it would be like having this girl in bed. I then asked her number, she instantly gave it and took mine too. We saved each other’s contact numbers. She was peeping into her phone, she then asked me what my Whatsapp DP meant, I told her it’s a quote from a book. I went to see her DP too, which was her in tank top t-shirt and jeans and posing with her friends. I messaged her on WhatsApp itself, saying nice DP. I have mostly seen her in salwar, and on weekends she does wear casuals, but not such tight tank tops. I then messaged her saying she should dress up like this more often. She was blushing, then she looked up at me. She said she mostly dresses up like this when she’s out with friends, and worries to dress up in casual cos of strict work rules. After a while, we both took leave and went to our desks. At around 6:30, the office started clearing up. She messaged me saying that she’s waiting till 7, so we can leave together. At 7 pm we both met at the front desk and left. We spoke quite a lot, our routes were apart, but we walked to a fast food joint and had something and passed our time. Around 8 pm, we parted ways. At night, we started messaging each other and chatting. We started harmless flirting with each other, nothing exotic or alarming. This continued for few days. It was one Friday, which is the beginning of our weekend, we started chatting at night from our respective homes. I asked her as to what she wears at home, within few minutes she sent me a selfie from a mirror. She was in a blue tanktop, with a black legging. She asked me what I was wearing, I sent a pic of me in a t-shirt and three-fourths. She then jokingly replied that I should wear this more often, clearly she was joking about what I said to her the other day. We continued chatting, she asked me about my dinner, I told her I ordered it from outside. I live in a rented flat sharing it with my cousin, and my cousin wasn’t home that night. After a while of more chatting, I asked her to send more pics of hers. She asked why. I said I just want to see more of her. She sent a blushing smiley. She then said she would like more pics of me too. After few minutes I got 2-3 pics of hers, she was in the bathroom and posing fashionably, pouting her lips. I sent few pics too of me making funny faces. I complimented her that her supermodel poses are superb and that she should think of it as a career option. She was LOLing! I then asked her to try out a bikini and let’s see how she looks in that. She said she doesn’t have that. I then suggested “Lingerie”. She didn’t have that either, not that I was expecting her to have it either, I was just taking the conversation further. I then messaged her, “Ok, just normal pics in undies will do… :P” TWINKLE: Shutup! ME: Hahahaa, kidding re! Anyway, what color underwear are you wearing now? :D TWINKLE: Oh my god! You’re mad kya! I’ll kill you. ME: tell na. TWINKLE: seriously? ME: Yes TWINKLE: You’re an idiot! White and black. ME: White what and black what. TWINKLE: Oh god!. White bra and black underwear. ME: Hmmm… TWINKLE: Happy? ME: Yes. M already imagining you in it….. Hmmmm TWINKLE: I will kill you. I then sent her a selfie of me on the bed, without a t-shirt, and lowering my pants a bit, not revealing anything.