When My Beautiful Colleague Manisha Came Over
Hi, I am back with a new story. This happened quite recently. Manisha is a colleague and she works at my office. We didn’t talk much when she first joined the office. We connected on WhatsApp for official work and didn’t talk much apart from that. One day there was an event where I wore a blue suit. She was in a black dress. She looked really nice but I didn’t say anything. (This is a long story so if you wish, you can skip a few parts. It’s slightly romantic and slightly wild. Enjoy!) A while later, we were chatting on WhatsApp about the upcoming presentation we both were working on. The conversation turned quite casual after some time and suddenly, my colleague said, “Waise tu us din kaafi achha lag raha tha.” I was both surprised and flattered. I also told her that I like her hair (which I really do). She had naturally wavy hair and she use to tie it in one pony in a messy way and I really like it. The conversation continued and we went on to talk about her relationships and experiences. And after a few months, we sexted for the first time. Now to the party, it was Nakul’s birthday and he threw a party at the club. There was amazing food and lots of shots. I didn’t drink a lot because I had to drive back home. During the whole party, I was closest to Manisha, although we had never had anything physical with each other except the sexting. We were just good friends in the office. This was mainly because we didn’t really get a chance to hang out outside the office. I know I should have asked her out but I didn’t. I don’t know the exact answer to why I didn’t. Anyways, I wanted to leave as it was 10 pm. I asked my colleague Manisha if she was planning to leave too. She said yeah as she was getting late, although she was having fun. And the party was fun, no doubt. But when I asked her, she too realized that she was late. So, we came out of the club together. My ears were blown due to the loud music, same with her. We laughed about it. She began booking her cab. I didn’t want her to go just yet, so I asked her if she wanted to take a walk. She thought for a second and agreed to it. So we began walking and talked about how the party went, drinks and food, and some random stuff. I asked her directly, “Have you ever wanted to just kiss me?” She was surprised by my sudden question. She said, “..maybe” trying to be diplomatic and not answer the question directly. But I insisted and she was trying to avoid answering the question. So I said, “Do you want me to answer that question first?” She immediately looked at me and said yes. I looked at my beautiful colleague’s eyes through the shadows in the darkness of the night. I paused for one second and leaned forward to kiss her. We kissed for a couple of minutes and then I broke the kiss and our foreheads touched. We were just breathing heavily. I did my goofy thing and told her, “Do you know I make great coffee?” She giggled and said, “How would I know?” To which I said, “Exactly, and that’s unacceptable. Let’s go to my place.” I just grabbed her hand and started walking toward my car. She was a little hesitant and trying to oppose the idea but I wasn’t in the mood to listen. I pulled her closer and placed my hand on her shoulder and began walking together. I opened the door for her and we both drove off. My house wasn’t far, and it took only 15 minutes for us to reach. We talked in the car. She said, “That kiss was really nice.” I jokingly said, “Yeah? Should I do it again?” And I leaned towards her slightly. I obviously wasn’t going to kiss her like that while driving. She playfully smacked me on my shoulder and said, “Focus on the driving!” I said, “Yes, ma’am.” I put on the song, “Matargashti” and we sang that song along the way. We finally reached the flat and the first thing she did was remove her heels and take a breath of relaxation. I said, “Wow, you really hate your heels, don’t you?” And she said, “No, I don’t hate them, I’ve been wearing it for so long so that’s why.” I asked her to relax on my bed while I make coffee. I went to the bathroom and changed into black shorts and a grey full sleeve t-shirt. I went to the kitchen to make coffee. I came to the room with two cups of coffee and gave one to my colleague girl. I sat on the other side of the bed and put my legs in the blanket. I asked her to do so too but she said that she was comfortable. Manisha was using her phone and kept showing me memes and we were just chilling. After a minute, she kept her phone to the side. And we were just sipping coffee in silence. So, I asked her how the coffee tasted. She said that it was good. We finished our coffee. I took both our cups and went to put them in the kitchen. I came back and as soon as I entered the room, my co-worker looked at me and said, “There’s coffee on your t-shirt.” I went up to the mirror in my room and looked at it. “Damn it, I have to take this off now,” I said. “Yeah, you have too many clothes on anyway,” my colleague said. I turned around to look at her. She turned away and laughed. I took my t-shirt off and walked toward her saying, “Now, who has more clothes on, huh?” She didn’t say a word. I slowly climbed on top of her, without putting any weight on her legs. I got on top, leaned forward, and kissed her. Her hair was untied. I slid my hand in her hair and we were kissing slowly and sensually. My hands went on to my colleague girl’s thin waist and in a swift motion, I removed her black top. She was wearing a black bra. I pulled the strap off her left shoulder and my hand was on her back, moving around gently and teasing her. The under-boob area is quite sensitive to gentle touch so I was touching her there and then I unhooked her bra. I pulled it off and threw it somewhere in the room. I kissed her neck. My hands went to her thigh.