Young Employee's Sex With MILF Manager
Hi ISS readers, I follow this site for almost 6 years. After reading all other people’s experiences, I too want to share my story here. This is my first story, and I hope you will understand if there will be any mistakes in the narration. My name is Cherry. I am 24 years old. My height is 5’9″. I have completed my post-graduation. Basically, I am from Andhra Pradesh, and for job purposes, I recently moved to Bangalore. I have joined as a fresher at a BPO company in Bangalore. I didn’t expect to be attracted to one of the managers in the office. I was reporting to another manager, not to her. Now, coming to her. Her name is Ramya, age is 38 years. Her stats are 32-34-34. She has short hair which is up to her neck level only. She mostly wears modern dresses which are sleeveless and wears a nose pin with white stone. Her smile is very beautiful. She is from Karnataka only and also speaks Telugu. As a fresher to the office, I was searching for beautiful women in the office. I found most of the girls and aunties (married people) looking beautiful and hot. But I was attracted to the manager Ramya, because whenever she smiles, I almost lose myself and reaches the next world. When my colleagues want to go to the cafeteria in the office, they just pass my project by, where we are working. There are 15 people. I occupy the last desktop. People go for coffee by crossing me. Whenever Ramya crossed me, I use to look at her only. These things went normally. One day, Ramya also noticed I was looking at her. From that day onward, she also started observing what I was doing. Many times we had eye contact, but we never spoke to each other. This eye contact continued as days passed. She shared this with her friend in the office who was almost her age. Then her friend started observing me too when I was looking at Ramya. Later she used to tell this to Ramya. One day we were facing each other in the walking area. That time, I was alone and Ramya was with her friend. She saw me and put down her head. But her friend didn’t. We just crossed, and I just looked back to check whether she is looking at me or not. But her friend looked back and said to her that I was looking at her. Things went like that. I was afraid if I took the initiative to talk with her and if anything happened wrong, I would have to lose my job. I was calmly observing what was going to happen. I forgot to say we were working night shifts. One day, I went to have dinner at the canteen which was on the 8th floor of the building. I saw the milf manager Ramya alone in her box. I was afraid to talk to her. Then I went and sat at the opposite table. She too observed me. Then we both completed dinner with some eye contact and smiles. I was waiting for her near the lift area. Luckily, I and Ramya were there only. Then we both went into the lift. My heartbeat was rising, and my legs were lightly shivering. I thought whatever happen, I should tell her. Then I said – Me: Hi, Ramya. She: Hi (with a shy smile). Me: Where are you from? She (with an angry face): Why are you asking? My face turned fearful. Then she just laughed and said: If you have this much fear, then why are you looking at me? I said: You have a beautiful smile and you look beautiful. I like your smile. She started blushing and turned her face and smiled. Then she said: Thank you. I’m from Bangalore, and you? Me: Andhra Pradesh. She said: You came from Andhra to flirt with ladies. Me: Not everyone, only with a beautiful woman like you. She blushed. I said: Don’t smile in front of me, otherwise I’ll lose my control and kiss you. She: Then I will slap you. Me: I’m ok with that too. At least, that way I can feel your hands on my body. She: You are a crazy fellow! Then the lift reached the ground floor and the doors opened. We got outside and entered the office. Then I said to her: Yes, I am crazy about you. The milf manager just laughed and warned me with her fingers in a funny way. This made me confident and I started searching for her mobile number in-office teams. I found her number and messaged her – Me: Hi (with my profile picture visible). She: How do you find my number? Me: In your team’s profile. She: Intelligent fellow you are. Me: Not intelligent, crazy fellow, because of you. She: Ok then, chat with you later, bye. Me: Bye. From that day onward, we both were regularly in touch on WhatsApp. She used to send pictures when she used to cook in the house. I used to ask her – Me: When will you cook for me? These things started happening regularly. On Tuesday, she said: My husband and children will go to the natives on Saturday. And they’ll be back on Monday. She then invited me to her house for lunch. I thought it was the chance to seduce her. Then I went to her house with a packet of condoms and flowers for her. She prepared some Andhra special for me and welcomed me wearing a black saree which was transparent below her navel. I thought she too wanted me. I became a statue seeing her in a black saree with a sleeveless blouse and loose hair. She looked like a sex goddess to me. Then she invited me with a smile on her face. I passed those flowers to her looking into her eyes. She asked with her eyes, “What!?” I said: You are looking sexy. And I went toward her while seeing into her eyes. She too saw into my eyes and slowly moved back. Then she just stopped by the sofa. I went close to her and put my left hand on her waist. I took her face with my right hand and she closed her eyes and lightly opened her lips. Then I just took my lips to her lips and stopped. Our breathing air hit each other’s faces. Ramya slowly opened her eyes and looked into my eyes. She started to kiss me on the lips, and we started kissing wildly. She was like a hungry lioness. We kissed there for 10 minutes. Then the horny milf took me to her bedroom, and we again started kissing. We helped each other to remove our clothes.