Naive, Married Colleague Turns Into A Slut - Part 1
My name is Manju. I am a 28 years old software engineer from Bangalore. I am 185 cm tall, average build and decent looking. It all started two years ago when I joined a new company in Whitefield, Bangalore. My team was working in the maintenance and enhancement project and the developers had to work in shifts on a rotation basis. As I was not originally hired for development, I didn’t work in shifts but one day I had to work as the team members were on leave during the festival season. It is generally two people and the other person was a married lady in her early thirties. Her name was Anupama. She was very fair looking and had a decent figure. Not so huge boobs and ass. As I used to sit on a different floor, we never had much interaction apart from the obligatory official events and team meetings. The night shift was from 3 pm – 4 am. As there won’t be anyone on my floor, I sat near her desk so I won’t feel like a ghost working alone in the huge office. I had some work to finish before 7 pm and after that, I was pretty much jobless. There were not many tickets and the ones raised were also easy to solve. I was bored and went near Anupama’s desk to have a conversation. I started by asking about how things were going regarding work, night-shift workload, etc. She had some questions too. I helped her solve the tickets and we both went for dinner. We started talking about personal stuff and I came to know she was also from Karnataka. So, we started talking in Kannada. She said that she joined this company as a fresher and she had been working here since then. Anupama got married 6 years ago and has a 4-year-old kid. Her daughter was with her grandparents and she mostly works in the night shift as her husband was also working for a US company in the night shift. We were talking about hobbies and general stuff. I also helped her solve most of the incidents. The next day after dinner she was facing difficulties in solving similar issues which I explained to her the previous day. This time I explained to her in detail and let her take notes and made her solve the issues herself. Anupama was doing fine while I was sitting next to her but when I started doing my own work, she was again back to where she was. She was making stupid mistakes and asking silly questions to customers. This pissed me off and the next day, I asked her to ask me for any information before asking the customer. I showed her where to fetch the information but as she was repeatedly asking silly questions, I raised my voice and scolded for her incompetence in doing simple stuff. Later I felt bad and bought her a bar of chocolate and said sorry. It was a health insurance project and we used to get weekly summary files. But because of a feature release, she deleted all the files! If there was a mismatch, the claims and weekly summary file and all the jobs done during the weekend would fail and it will be messy and time-consuming to fix. On confronting my colleague, she blamed me and said I did it. It was not the time for arguments. So I sat until 6 am the next day and solved the problem. Next Monday around 11 pm, I looked into the logs and called her. Me (in a rude way): Anupama, bare illi (Anupama come here.) I never called her in a rude way and she was shocked. She got up came near me. She: Yenu? (what?) Me (I hit on her head): Node illi neene yella delete madi nanna mele haktiya. Nale manager ge escalate madteni bidu. Kalchko. (See these logs, you deleted everything and you were blaming me. I will send the proof to the manager tomorrow. Now, get lost.) My colleague went back to her desk and started slowly crying. I felt bad for being rude. So, I went to her desk and apologized. I also promised to clear the trace as I had already scolded her for it and just to be on the good terms so that she doesn’t report to HR. We went to the cafeteria had tea and I brought her chocolate. From then on, we started talking informally and while explaining something if she did it wrong, I used to softly hit her or scold her. She was fine with it. Our body contact became frequent and if I needed something, I just used to push her aside and take it or while explaining if she was using the mouse, I just used to keep my hand on hers and operate it or rest my hands on her thighs or shoulders. I never thought much about it but I liked it. As I had a good company now, I started taking more night shifts and I asked her to move to a corner seat away from the camera, just in case if someone sees and takes it in the wrong way. My colleague readily obliged and we both moved to another floor where I used to sit earlier as there were a lot of empty seats. As it was night shift, no one cared much. After we moved to the new floor, we became closer as no one was watching. This continued for some days. One day, while having dinner, I was commenting on a girl about her dress, She: What kind of dress do you like? Me: For me? She: No for girls. Me: That depends on the girl. There is nothing like one size fits all. She: Ok, what kind of dress do you like on me? Me: You are fair, not so skinny. You look good in office formals, especially in a pencil skirt and heels. She: Then? (She was curious). Me: You also look good in a sleeveless top and jeans or short sleeves or sleeveless blouse and saree with heels. You should have been a little taller. And also I like women with heels. She: Then.. Me: If you tie your hair and show your back or slightly expose your belly in saree, you would look sexy. You can do this to seduce your husband. He will do anything you ask. She: Yea, I have done enough of that. Come, let’s go to work. We didn’t talk about this topic further. After a couple of days, my married colleague came dressed very well. She had been to the parlor, got her eyebrows done and maybe did facial too. She was wearing a full sleeves jacket and jeans.