This is a real story which i am sharing though i have changed all names and places. i work in an advertsing firm which is owned by Prema. she is a divorcee and seeing her aggression one can guess why. she is a task master but kind. i am 30 years old and married with a child. happily married i can say. prema took a liking fir my work and made me her EA. this meant long hours of work and all papers to her went through me. i liked the job.
we also work on saturdays when required and this was when this happened. prema is what one will call a sexy bitch and all we boys would comment on her. she is sexy and wears tight clothes all the time showing her curves. tight jeans with a black shirt tucked in would raise the temperature in the office, but we got used to it. in the toilets men would draw figures of fucking her and would comment on how they would like to fuck her if she was not a bitch as she could shout and abuse us. what the fuck you are doing, was a common sentence used. or why the fuck can’t you understand this frigging thing.
on this day she came to office in tight white lycra pants with a short top. the lycra pant showed her panty line and i couldn’t get my eyes off. but i made sure she did not notice. by evening just three of us were left and she asked me and susan her secretary to go over to the bar for a drink. while we drank and discussed the project, susan excused herself as she had to go to the movies. so i was left with priya and she later told me that we could go to her house and finish the rest as there were some papers to be signed.
she went ahead and asked me to bring the stuff along. i went to her house on peddar road which was huge. i was surprised that she opened the door and let me in and was on the phone. i noticed that she kept her back to me and her ass made my com get up. the lights were on her body and as she moved to the side i realised she did not have a bra on. she asked me to sit and poured a whiskey. i tried o refuse but she said, don’t worry, my driver will drop you home.
she finished her call and then sat near me and for the first time appeared to be touching me while taking the papers. maybe she was also drunk a bit. she got up and started talking about on of the projects as i looked up. i could see her nipples and tried not to look. after she finished, she walked up to the mantel piece and said, arun, are you staring at me. i said, no madam i am hearing. she smiled and slowly opened her legs with one hand on the mantel piece and the goblet in her hand. do you find me attractive. i was shocked. yes ma’am no maam i stammered. she opened a button of her shirt and said, do you find me sexy. i kept muttering as she took out the second button and i could see one tit. i tried to hide my excitement.
she came forward with her legs wide apart and said, do you want to fuck me. i did not know what i was hearing. the whiskey had started to play its role and i got up and said, yes. priya came forward and caught me by my shirt and said, then motherfucker fuck me. i need a man. i held her by her wits and started kissing her. on the lips and then her cheek and her neck and my second hand went inside her shirt to her boob and found the taut nipple. she tried to push me away and said, no this is not right. sorry, you are married.dont. but she did not mean it as she let me seize her book and take it in my mouth. i pushed out her shirt and she was standing there in these sexy pants with no cover on top. i kept kissing her and then managed her tits as she squirmed ind slight. darling, keep fucking me. i want your cock inside me.