Refreshing My Sex Life
Hi indian sex stories dot net readers. Never thought I will ever write to indian sex stories, but here I am with my life experience that I can’t live nor forget. At least writing it down will allow me some peace of mind. My name is Rani, 34 years old. Married and have 1 son 6 years old. Just like my name, I lived my life on my own terms. I got married to my own choice boy, Prasad and always get what I want. Everything goes on fine, we both working in Malaysia. On 1 unfortunate day 2 years back, I lost my husband in a car crash. That accident crashed our whole world. For months I was lost, no way to move on in life. I forget to eat, work, even almost forget I have a son to take care. 6 months after my husbands’ death I resume work. My son was with my mother as I told them I needed time alone to regain energy and restart life. My family was supportive. Once I came back to the office, my colleagues were looking at me differently. I didn’t understand, that look as if they were seeing me for the first time as if I am a completely new person. I asked my bestie, Anu who has been my backbone in getting back on my feet. Then she said something that made me look myself properly into the mirror after so long. Yes, I was different. Before the incident, I was a happy go lucky character, love eating weighing 80kg. Now I’m barely 60kg. before coming back to work, Anu took me to the spa to make me feel better (I guess), get me a completely new look new dresses and all. When I look myself into the mirror, wearing a light pink shirt and dark brown pants, my hair colour chestnut brown, face bright as no sunlight for months, and my figure, slim waist, the slight flesh of my boobs peeping from my fitting shirt. I was admiring myself for a moment before start crying. My friends try their best to keep me strong at least for myself. But I am not used to being alone. And most important, everything here reminds me of my husband, love of my life. I can’t focus on work and I become a bit reserve. My male office mates, who use to make fun of me nowadays start asking me out, seems to make me feel better, but I am not a teenage to not know their intentions. But honestly speaking, I was having sleepless nights. Something was missing in life. I don’t know. I start watching porn. Then I realize I was missing my sex life. It was almost a year now. I was having wet dreams as if I am being gang-banged by complete strangers (maybe influenced by porns I watched before sleep). My friend Anu noticed I am always restless. She kind of understands it, but also know that I am not ready for next relationship. I take the train to office and without me realising I am enjoying being touched in train by a pervert. He caresses my ass with his hard dick and touch my boob from the back. I didn’t stop him. It was getting out of hand. I knew I wanted to have sex but I can’t just fuck a random stranger! Then 1 day in office, was working late on a project with a team member, Kevin. He is good looking. I have to admit. But he is married. And this is the day I was wearing a dress to work. White dress, just slightly above the knee, short sleeve, a low neck that I was wearing a jacket. After office hour, they normally turn of the centralised a/c and it started to get warm, I had to remove my jacket. While discussing the project, sitting side to side, I dropped my pen, I bend down facing him to pick it up.. AND he was staring at my boobs, right there. It felt like, I don’t know.. Because I am working here with this people for almost 4 years and no 1 sees me that way before, maybe I wasn’t in a shape that people were interested in. But today, a good friend of mine. I didn’t know how to react. I decided to ignore that. We continued the discussion, and he was staring at me, my lips, my neck, my legs, my hand. I don’t know.. he was making me feel uneasy but in a good way. Time was almost 9.30pm and I told him I’m getting hungry we need to leave. We start packing. I was standing, slightly bending towards table collecting my stuff, and Kevin came near and moved his hand from the back of my shoulder down till my waist. I just froze there. It has been months someone had touched in such a way. He noticed I am breathing heavily now. But he can’t do anything in office as its all CCTV. He looked up and asked where we going to eat. I regain my sense, told him I need to use the washroom and since it’s late he offered to company till the ladies. Actually, I totally forget that washroom area does not have CCTV. I have literally allowed him to come with me. Maybe that gives him a mix messages that I am interested. I don’t know.. Almost 1 meter to the ladies washroom door he grabs me by the waist and pushes me to the wall, start kissing me madly. My face, neck, everywhere. I can’t help it, I was getting wet by his action. I grab him by the neck (I think I may have scratched back of his neck) with hunger. He pulled my dress down from shoulders making my bra visible to him. His small bites send shivers to me, it was good, no wonder people have office affair. He caressed me using his tongue searching for my nipple and unzipped my dress from the back. Pushed my black lace bra down and start sucking my breast. I completely surrender. 1 hand busy grabbing my boobs and sucking hard and 1 hand on my bum. He holds my right leg towards him, up 60 degrees bring my wet pussy caressing his hard dick. Yes, I was hard. He put his right hand inside my panty and start touching my cunt. It was so wet and I was feeling embarrassed. Finally, he speaks, ‘I never thought I will be fantasising you in this way, but I can’t help it, oh you so hot’. I smiled and ask ‘u crazy, u planned all this?’ He said no, not until I removed my jacket and he can’t stop thinking he need to eat me (like literally). 1 hand on my boobs, and another fingering my wet pussy.. hmm I was gasping for air.