Hello, this is Manish and today, I am narrating you my experience with Tanisha. I happened to meet her at my office. I worked closely with the team in which she is working in my office and she was the go-between.
At 31 and basically from Bangalore, Tanisha always had a smiling face and a body that is slightly chubby. She always used to wear a scarf but the rest of the clothing were tight-fit and revealing at key zones. I complimented her for the colours she wore the first day I met at her office. She blushed with a nice smile within that scarf.
As the project progressed, while discussing things over coffee, I asked her whom does she take for shopping? She said she goes alone and sometimes, she takes her 9-year-old son. “What about your hubby? Doesn’t he like shopping?”, I asked.
“Once or twice in a year when he comes to India”, she replied.
“Oh, that must be hard for a wife”, I said.
“Yes, that too when handsome men hang around”, she said which took me by surprise. But I said, “Oh, handsome men would like to join if invited!”
“Invited for?”, she raised her chin and eyebrows.
“Shopping or whatever”, I said. And now our conversation was getting out of business.
“So, you can do whatever?”, she had a smile on her face.
“Yeah”, I winked.
“Really? Do you like me?”, she wanted to hear a yes even though she knew the answer already.
I took a deep breath and leaned a bit forward in the chair and said, “You know the art of dressing so much that you tempt a man to put his hands on those..”, I said in a low voice.
“What are your plans for tomorrow?”, she asked me.
“The slot is free for you. Up to you to fix it”, I said.
“Naughty”, she hit my shoulders. I sensed that she had already started to get playful. And then we left the place.
At around 9:30, I got a message from Tanisha saying, hi. I replied.
She asked me what I was doing. I told her that I was just watching news alone and asked her what she was up to. She sent me a selfie in her night dress, with her hair open. She looked slutty.
“You look irresistible, I think you are giving my hand some real work”, I replied.
“You are really hard for me?”
“Yeah, really.”
Tanisha immediately sent me a location and asked, “Can you drive up to here for me then?”
“Seriously? What about your son?”
“I just put him to sleep.”
“Don’t message me again”, I said.
“Why!!!!!?”, she panicked a bit.
“I will be driving.”
“Wow. Really? I just missed a heartbeat seeing that last message”, she said with an angry smiley.
“I will compensate for it by making your heart pump more blood.”
I didn’t even bother to change my clothes. I drove in my t-shirt and track pants with the direction on maps. It took only 20 minutes as there wasn’t any traffic jams at that hour and yes, I accelerated a bit.
The map guided me to an apartment. While I was thinking to park my car outside the complex, the watchman came to me and asked if I was a guest of Tanisha’s door number (she had informed the watchman before). Then he guided me into the parking area.
As I entered the lift, I could already feel that my cock was getting out of its slumber. And when I got out of the lift and looked out for the door number, I heard a door open on the other side. I turned to that side to see Tanisha waving with her head out and then she stepped out signalling me to get inside quickly.