Hello to all of you ISS readers!
I am Anusha. I am a 36-year-old married female with two kids. I am a software engineer in a product-based company in Bangalore. I am 5’5″, have whitish-brown skin tone, black hair, 34-30-34 figure.
This is my story about how I secretly cheated on my husband with my married boss at my workplace. Coming to my boss, he is a 45-year-old fit male with two kids.
Coming to my story…
I joined this company and was assigned a project. I was asked to meet my boss, and it was love at first sight for me. I really liked him when I saw him for the first time, but I controlled myself and told him I was a new joinee. He smiled at me and welcomed me to the project.
Fast forward three months, we had an office party. I was standing alone in a corner with my drink, and my boss saw me. He gave me a smile and came towards me. We exchanged pleasantries.
Boss: Hey, Anusha… why are you standing here alone?
Me: Nothing, Raghav (boss’s name). As you know, I am new here. I don’t know many people here, and at the same time, I am not a party animal.
Boss: Same here, Anusha. Do you want to get out of here?
Me: Yeah, Raghav… let’s go somewhere quiet.
He took me to a nearby café. We sat there, enjoyed our coffee, and spoke a lot about our lives, kids, etc.
Then we used to chat on our phones via text messages. We used to flirt harmlessly with each other. We were like those innocent school couples. But we never used to talk in the office – only in chat. We didn’t want to be part of the rumours, so we used to be lowkey.
FYI: I was in a loveless marriage. My husband and I were like roommates and were together only for our kids. We had no spark. NOTHING.
My husband and kids had gone to their grandparents’ place, and I stayed back because I had a lot of work at the office.
I went to my office, we finished our work, and my boss told me, “Let me drop you home as your husband is out of town.” I agreed. He dropped me off at home, and I invited him inside for coffee. He agreed to come.
We went inside my home. I closed my door, and as soon as I turned around, his lips were on mine. He pushed me against the wall and started kissing me wildly.
He pressed my boobs with his hands, and I didn’t resist at all. I started enjoying him because no man had touched me like that or kissed me so wildly. He lifted me in his strong arms, took me to my sofa, came over me, kissed me nicely on my lips, and kissed my neck. I was so wet down there by then.
He removed my saree pallu, pressed my boobs, twisted my nipples, and started sucking them like mangoes. He was sucking one and pressing the other. He kissed my stomach and went down to my pussy. He gave it a nice tongue and finger fuck by spreading my legs. I was moaning very badly by then.
I was in heaven, moaning uncontrollably with my boss in my house on my sofa.
Then I undressed him, made him sit on the sofa, and told him, “Let me take over now.”
He had a big, huge dick, long and thick, hard as a rod by now. I sucked it like a lollipop for about five to ten minutes and licked his balls voraciously.
He was moaning, which I liked. He held my hair, mouth-fucked me, and choked me with his cock in my mouth.
Then I took him to my bedroom. He fucked me in missionary position on my bed. He fucked me like a whore. I was moaning all along. It was the first time in my life that I was experiencing something like that.
He slowly inserted his dick and pushed it in slowly a few times, then increased the pace of thrusting his cock into my pussy. My husband was never this good in bed. For the first time in my life, I was experiencing a real man fucking me.
He then turned me around very roughly, put me in doggy position, and fucked my ass roughly with hard, slow strokes. He held my boobs and thrust his rock-hard cock into my ass while pinching my nipples. I was in heaven.
He was saying how tight my ass was and was cursing my husband, saying what a loser he is to not satisfy a hot woman like me. We were talking dirty to each other. We were totally in full pleasure mode.
He turned me around, kissed me wildly, and I reciprocated his actions. I had totally surrendered myself to my boss, and I don’t regret it at all.
Then we changed position and did spooning. He lifted my leg and thrust his cock into my pussy. I was moaning, “Ahhh, aaa, ahhhh, aaaa, Raghav, you fucking bastard.”
He was like, “My fucking bitch, Anusha… I wanted to do this to you the day I saw you with those tits and ass, my fucking whore.”
Then I said, “I am your fucking randi. You are my master. I will do whatever pleases you, my boss.”
Then he released all his cum on my face, and I licked everything like a good girl and didn’t waste a drop. Then we fucked a couple more times before sunrise. He went home all tired, and we had a great fucking session.
After that, we fucked many times in hotels, at my place, at his place, and in his car. We had so much fun for three years. Then he changed his company and went to another location. We are still on good terms, like friends.
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So that was my story, guys. Hope you guys like it.
Yours,
Anusha 🙂