Hello to all ISS readers. This is Kumar writing from Bangalore again. I am glad to have another opportunity to share a new story with the readers again. I have got good responses from many of the readers. I would appreciate the support and encouragement from the readers.
The story I am sharing today involves my colleague – Neelima. She is married and also a mother to a young kid. She was a hard-working person and won many awards at work. She always dressed up, covering herself fully. Everyone at the office respected her due to her dedication to work.
She used to involve me in complex and short-deadline projects. I could cope with challenges and complete projects on time. Neelima highlighted my work to the management, and the higher officials appreciated me.
Over a few months, I could notice changes in her. She was not fully concentrating and was making errors at work. I did rectify the mistakes without telling her. I thought it was temporary and she would no longer make mistakes, but it continued.
I told her during lunch break that there had been errors in her work, and I was fixing them. She acknowledged that and thanked me as well. I asked why the changes in her and why she was not fully concentrating at work. To which she replied to be undergoing some personal issues.
I was trying to brush it off. I stated that she had a beautiful family, earned a good salary, and lived in her apartment. She told me not to go by perceptions and that her mother-in-law was making her life hell. Her husband acts like a puppet of his mother and shouts at her in front of their kid.
She also told me that her husband does not even touch her anymore. She wanted to stop this topic right there.
Then I continued to work on rectifying her errors. Neelima continued to highlight my work to management. I went out of the office for several days due to personal reasons. And her mistakes at work were caught by her seniors. She was warned to fix her errors soon.
I returned to work by that time. She was getting even sadder, and people around her started doubting her skills. I did my best and worked extra hours to fix all the errors. The project was delivered on time, and the management was happy.
The bad name she got at work was now fixed, but her personal life continued to trouble her. We were working on another project that required much more time than our usual working hours. And we had to work for one weekend close to the deadline.
She told me that her husband, mother-in-law, and the kid would leave in the morning to attend a function. She will stay home till the afternoon to finish the work and join her family later. She asked me to come over to her place.
When I reached her place, I was amazed to see her in a saree. She looked pretty with red lipstick and her perfume made me go crazy. We started working on the project, and I hesitated to compliment her, thinking she might become angry.
After finishing our work, I told her she looked pretty in the saree. I asked her the reason for being in a saree. She reminded me that she needed to attend the function later.
She thanked me for the compliment and for helping in her professional life. She questioned me if I could help her in her personal life too. I asked her, “How may I help you?”
She replied with an answer that blew my mind, “I am sex-starved. Fuck me.” I was not expecting this from her and took a minute to realize what she had just said. My support for her must have made her trust me to have an affair. I went near her and hugged her. Then I started kissing her forehead.
I squeezed her gently and kissed her neck. I tried to kiss her lips, but there was no response. After a minute, she started kissing my lips back and hugged me tightly. Then I moved my hands over her ass and pressed them gently over the saree.
She was nervous about being in physical contact with anyone other than her husband. I assured her that would be fine eventually. She insisted on using the condom from the cupboard and not entering her without protection. I agreed to her instructions.
We both kissed each other madly like there was no tomorrow. Then I pulled down her saree pallu, and she broke the kiss. I placed both my hands over her breasts and started squeezing them. I kissed her neck and went down near her breasts.
Neelima was pushing my head move toward her breasts. I pulled her pallu completely, and she turned around to fully let go of her saree. I tried to unhook the blouse, but she pushed me away and went to the corner of the bedroom. I made myself fully naked and went near her.
She was shocked to see me naked. I tried to remove her blouse again, but she was shy, and somehow, I managed to remove it. She looked sexy in her white bra and gown. Her melons looked hot in her 36-sized bra, and she went on her knees.
When she touched my dick with her hands, it gave me an electric shock. She kissed my dick gently. She gave me a sexy blowjob that went on for a few minutes. I let my juices in her mouth, which she drank fully. Then she let go of her gown and was only in a bra and panty.
I made her lie down on the bed and remove her bra. Then when I reached her panty, it was already wet. I kissed her pussy over the wet panty, and she moaned a little louder. I removed the panty as well and started massaging her pussy with my fingers.
Then she started to hurl abuses at me. After which, I licked her pussy, and she kept pushing my head towards her love hole. She could no longer control herself and asked me to fuck her immediately. I put on the condom and opened her legs a bit wider.
I entered my dick in the missionary position. It went in easily due to the wetness of her pussy. She let out a soft moan while her pussy took in my dick. I started fucking her slowly in missionary style. Then I increased the pace, and my chest pressed over her boobs.
There was no slowing down after that, and we fucked for close to ten minutes in that position. I fell on her after I hit my climax. She told me that she was out of energy and needed a break.
After 30 minutes, I pulled her back into the bed. I made her get ready for doggy style and pushed my dick from behind. I was pressing her boobs while fucking her doggy style. This was her first time, but she enjoyed it like anything while we both were sweating.
We fucked in this position for more than 10 minutes, and we both were tired. We took a rest hugging each other, and took a quick nap. After that, we helped each other shower and ordered food from outside. I left her place after eating lunch.
On Monday, she was back to work with the full focus and enthusiasm she had had before. We met a few other times to continue our love-making sessions.
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