My First Affair With Colleague:The Beginning
Hi friends. My name is Rajesh, and this is a sensuous story of me and a married woman in my office. Please read patiently. It was the first day of work. I had just passed my BTech and got a job in campus placement in a software company in Bangalore. That wasn’t exactly my first day of work per se it was a training program. I was very excited about this. We had to first do a document verification. When I entered the conference hall it was crowded a bit and all the faces were new to me. I was looking around, there were mostly girls. I was very afraid of talking to girls. I’m average built with dark brown complexion and wasn’t that good looking. Hence girls didn’t interact with me nor did I have the guts. I was looking around trying to find a familiar face amongst the boys when a lady voice behind me startled me. “Hey are you from RIT, Raipur?” she asked sweetly. “Yes,” I stuttered. “Me too,” she replied. “Which branch are you from?” I asked with my brain circuits driving me crazy. She was a bit fat for her height. Big boobs with wide hips but a perfect ass. Round face with bright eyes and light yellow complexion. Her lips were narrow. Her hair was tied as a bundle behind her head. Two small earrings and a dot nose pin. She was wearing a purple formal shirt and black jeans. Then I saw a faint vermillion on her head and her mangalsutra clearly indicating that she was married. That gave me a bit confidence in talking to her as I wouldn’t have to think about making her, my girlfriend. “I was in computer science,” she replied. Me: I was too but never saw you in my class? She: Oh I was doing Mtech in your college. Me: Oh I see. What’s your name. She: Aparna Gupta. Me: I am Rajesh Sinha. We shook hands. Her hands were small and soft. We chatted a bit about each other. She was four years older than me. Had recently married just after completing her MTech. Her husband was a petroleum engineer working in Dubai. We both sat together in class and in a few days became good acquaintances. I was surprised by myself that I had a lady friend. A few days later she became very sick. So since only I was acquainted with her, I along with her roommate took her to the hospital, it was a viral fever. I had to stay there for the night and her roommate stayed for the day shift. After that, she was back to our mess but still had to bed rest. I went to her room daily with fruits and we became more close. She recovered and everything went normal but we were almost best buddies now. One day we were sitting together in a management class. A hair strand was disturbing her. She untied her hair and tied all of them back together. While doing so she arched her back and her boobs exploded more as if striving to get out of the salwar she was wearing that day. I got distracted whilst staring at her 36C boobs when both our eyes met. She was smiling funnily and my face reddened with embarrassment. In the next class, she again did the same thing mid-class. I again stared and she again smiled. This funny business went on for a few days. After that, she asked me to go out with her for an evening walk. I changed into a tracksuit and went out with her. She was wearing a pink T-shirt with a Black jacket on and a loose salwar pant. We went around walking in the park nearby our mess. Walking and talking we went deeper into the park. Then we sat down on a bench. Her phone rang and it was her husband. She picked it up and began talking with him. She kept on talking for 15 minutes. I got bored and began playing games on my phone. She was sitting on my right side. After a minute I realized that I should go away from her to give her some privacy with her husband. I felt awkward and tried to get up, she held my elbow. I looked at her she was still speaking on the phone and signaled me asking where I was going. This was the first time a woman was touching my skin so firmly. Her hands were soft but her touch was wet and firm. I blurted out silently, “To give you both some privacy.” Then I thought, Heck I should have said something else. She pulled me back and signaled me it as ok. When she pulled my elbow it touched her left breast. I froze. This was getting too much for me. I didn’t move while she crossed her hand onto my hand and pressed it harder against her bosom’s side. Then she leaned her head on my shoulder. I was very still. She said on the phone, “How many times are you shagging daily?” I was taken aback. “What, only two times?” she replied. “And that too not daily? Sigh. Why? Are my videos boring you? We had tried every sex position in the book and you shot POV HD videos of me. In every way or close up possible. Uh huh. Next time we should use a 360 camera for VR effectYeah, I use that dildo but a vibrating dildo would be good. Why don’t you get a sex doll?… Oh, it’s banned there. Did you shag today? We shall video chat at night and shag together.” My whole body was heated hearing this conversation. And her firm boobs on me wasn’t helping either. My crossed legs were hiding my erection. I had no idea what to do. She: Hey why are you so warm? Me: Huh? She (laughing): Is it you or me who’s warm? She got up and stretched a bit lifting her boobs towards me. She checked my forehead and throat with her hand and said, “Wow you’re very warm. Maybe I should have let you go.” She smiled cunningly. “Ok let’s head back.” I didn’t think anything and got up. She watched me for a while and burst out a laugh. I realized that there was a tent in my trousers. I immediately sat down and crossed my legs to hide it. She: Ah what do we have here? I didn’t dare to speak anything. She: What made you excited yaar? My talks or my touch? Me: Both, I guess. She: Uh huh? Pervert. Now bring it down. Me: I can’t. She: Here take my jacket and cover it. I did so. We walked to our mess building. She was doing the most talking about training.