Hello Horny People, I am Dhairya from Mumbai, and you all can call me DV.
Let me quickly introduce you to this story’s main characters: my Sexy Married Manager and me. Let’s call her Neha for the sake of her privacy.
I am 25 years old Digital Marketer, and I lost my job due to the pandemic. I searched for a new job that pays well and provides career growth. I didn’t know that this new job would also provide me with some growth in my pants.
Long story short, I got a call from an agency for an interview which I cleared with ease. I was selected as a Sr. Executive. My work involved handling various clients along with Neha.
Neha is 29 years old, 5 ft 2 in, fair and lean, with long wavy hair reaching her lower back. She is married to a businessman and has a 4-year-old son. No one can imagine that she is a mother of a 4-year-old kid by her looks.
During the initial days of my joining, Neha was working from home. I was working from the office, and all of our interaction was virtual because of this. I had only seen her on Zoom calls and in her profile pictures.
I used to compliment her occasionally, but I never had any feelings for her. After a couple of months, when she joined the office, we spent all the time together working on clients, chit-chatting and bitching about our clients and bosses. We got pretty close and used to discuss everything under the sky.
And since the age gap was not that big, she felt comfortable and considered me a good friend of her. Since we were so close and her birthday was coming soon, I asked what she would want as a birthday gift.
She hesitated earlier, but on persisting, she gave me a list of things that included all the girly stuff I had no idea of. After thinking for a day or two, I thought of gifting her a one-piece dress. So I went to the nearest mall, picked one, and got it wrapped.
On her birthday we decide to go for drinks with a few colleagues. I had a few beers, and she had vodka. We both danced together and had a lot of fun. I gave her the present I got for her. She was delighted and a bit drunk. She came close to me and hugged me tightly.
She thanked me for the present and also for making her day joyful. I felt happy for her as well. She wasn’t feeling like celebrating her birthday. Her husband was on a business tour, and her kid was at her in-laws. She had no one to celebrate her special day with, and being with me made her sorrow go away.
While dropping her off, she asked me what I got for her. I told her that it was a surprise and that she could open it once she reached home. I also asked her to let me know if she liked my present or not.
I reached home in around 25-30 minutes. When I checked my WhatsApp, I found multiple messages from Neha. She was delighted by the gift, and she thanked me for it. I asked her if she had tried it.
She replied that she was currently wearing the one-piece. It looked perfect, and she loved it. I don’t know if it was me or the beers. I asked her if I could see her? There was no reply from her for a few minutes. But then she sent me a few pictures in which she looked super sexy.
I started flirting with her and told her that she was looking hot. If anyone saw her in this dress, they’ll never be able to guess that she was a mother. She blushed and responded equally well to my flirty talks. She complimented me for my personality and dance moves.
I couldn’t stop flirting with her and smiling like crazy. She sent me another picture which was a bit revealing. She looked ravishing. I replied with hearty eyes and said, “Damn, your husband is so lucky to have you!”
She just sent a sad emoji and went offline. I waited for a few minutes, and I dozed off after that.
The next day when I met her, I greeted her. She hugged me tight and thanked me for the dress. I again complimented her, and we got started with work. Later during the lunch break, it was just two of us in the cafeteria. I asked her why she had gone offline last night.
At first, she put her face down and didn’t say anything. But after asking a couple of times, she started crying and said that her husband didn’t pay much attention to her needs. He is always traveling and even when he is home, he is busy working or spending time with his friends.
I felt disheartened after listening to her, and I couldn’t see her crying like that. I wiped off her tears. I asked her if we can go out somewhere after office to cheer her up. She immediately agreed and suggested going clubbing.
Again, we had our booze and started dancing, but she was acting a bit differently this time. She was dancing close to me, and her perfume was intoxicating. Soon the DJ played a romantic song, and she came close to me and put her hands on my shoulders.
I was taken aback by her gesture, but again beer took over. I went with the flow. I held her by the waist and pulled her closer to me. We were dancing like a teenage couple, and there was no space between us. Our bodies were so close that she felt the monster rising in my pants.
And just then, she turned around and started grinding her ass on my dick. I just closed my eyes for a moment and felt heaven on earth. Later, when the song ended, she gave me a romantic hug and whispered, “Let’s go home!”
I had a sudden adrenaline rush. I bent slightly to kiss her neck, but she stopped me and pulled me out of place. We took a cab and reached her place in a few minutes. She was holding my hand all the way.
Once we reached her apartment, she closed the door and jumped on me like a Horny MILF. I had her against the wall and kissed her neck. She moaned and said, “I am all yours tonight.”
We indulged in a never-ending kiss. Her lips tasted like fresh strawberries (probably because of her lip balm). I went down on her and licked her wet pussy till she came, and she returned the favor well. I asked her about her favorite position.
She just pushed me on the bed and started riding me. After a while, I fucked her in a missionary position, and then I came inside her in the doggy style. We lay naked, hugging each other, and the entire room was a mess.
She kissed me on my cheek and thanked me for the night. I kissed her forehead and told her that I would be there whenever she needed me.
We had another session in the morning before she left for the office. I went home, changed, and reached the office a little late. That entire day we kept looking at each other and blushing like 16-year-olds.
If you want to know more about our adventures, reach out to me at [email protected]. Any female in the Mumbai area who wants a discreet friendship can email me.
Thanks for reading how I helped my married office colleague. I hope my story made your dicks hard and pussies wet.