This is a story of a 36-year-old woman from Pune, working as a manager in an IT multinational company. Chandani got married at the age of 24 to Satish through an arranged marriage. They delivered a healthy baby the next year.
Today, her son Ranveer is 11 years old and is old enough to take care of himself. At the same time, Satish is the General Manager in a non-IT company.
Chandani has two personalities: one, a lovely wife and mother at home and two, a strict, dominating manager at the office. Both personalities are well isolated. She won’t dominate at home, and she won’t be loving and caring at the office.
Due to stressful life at the office, her temper was always high. She would easily get pissed off and explode at her teammates. The result was that the performance of her team started to drop. Three resignations were dropped from her team. She tried to convince them, but could not manage to retain them.
One fine day, she was having lunch in the cafeteria. As always, she was eating alone, while all the tables were occupied. “Is someone sitting here?” Someone from behind asked. “OMG! Prasad. How are you? And what are you doing here? Come sit.”
“Equally surprised to see you, Chandani. I was unaware that you work here.”
Prasad and Chandani were colleagues in Prasad’s debut company. Chandani was his senior there. They were good friends until Prasad got married. Later, they lost touch as they hopped multiple companies and both got busy in their respective lives.
Chandani: So, what brings you here? Don’t tell me that you are joining this company.
Prasad: Why? Can we work together like we did a few years back?
Chandani: Of course! Why not? We really enjoyed our early career years together in XYZ Pvt Ltd.
Prasad: Yah. I joined here as Sr. Manager and will be working on ABC Project.
Chandani was taken aback. A few years back, she was senior to Prasad, and now she will be reporting to Prasad.
Prasad: What happened? You look surprised.
Chandani: I’m managing the ABC Project.
Prasad: Oh! I’m sorry, Chandani. If I knew this, I would have asked for another project.
Chandani: Don’t worry, I’m happy that I’ll be reporting to a person whom I’ve already worked with.
They had lunch together after so long. This was a lucky reunion for not only Prasad and Chandani but also the company. This duo brought back the ABC Project to life.
Both took charge of the project and started to work on it together. Day by day, they tackled the problems and managed to bring the project on track. The team’s performance started to improve. Prasad very well understood the root cause of the poor performance of the project.
An evening at Chandani’s home:
Chandani, Satish and Ranveer finished the dinner, and Ranveer went to his room. He was a studious boy, doing his studies on his own. Completing the homework and reading a book before sleeping was his daily nighttime routine.
While preparing Turmeric Milk for Ranveer, Chandani thought of making some power-packed masala milk for Satish too. She was hoping for some good sex. It had been a while since they had sex due to a hectic schedule. She wore sexy babydoll lingerie and took a glass of warm milk for Satish in their bedroom.
Satish was in his home office working on a presentation related to his next business trip. Chandani came from behind and massaged his shoulders. “Ah! It feels so good,” Satish moaned. “I’m feeling horny tonight, Satish. Please shut down that boring laptop, na,” Chandani requested.
Satish turned back to see her gorgeous, eager to get fucked wife. Satish was a typical late 30s man with grey hair and a loose belly. He was wearing a comfortable night robe. Chandani leaned to plant her juicy red lips on his, but before they could touch, she gave him the milk.
He gulped the milk bottoms up and wiped his moustache using his wrist like an excited kid. Chandani made him lie down on the bed and began untying the robe knot. His hairy chest and belly were exposed. Chandani gave him a good view of her curves while stripping her babydoll lingerie.
She came on top of him and leaned enough that her big, brown, pointed nipples gently touched his chest. She moved her areolas over his chest and belly to arouse him.
Satish: Chanda baby, please go down on me today. I’m very exhausted.
Chandani: As you say, master.
She moved down and removed his briefs. His dick was still limp. She was slightly disappointed, but did not want to ruin the mood.
Chandani: Looks like my man needs some attention to get in action.
Satish: Yes, please.
Chandani began to tickle his limp dick gently. Satish was lying down, relaxed in pleasure. She took hold of the dick in her tight grip and began stroking gently. His dick began to rise gradually. Chandani’s eyes sparkled to see it getting hard. She increased the pace to make it completely erect.
Satish: I think it’s ready.
Chandani came on her knees and kissed the hard dick. She planted multiple kisses and took the entire thing in her mouth. “Ah!” Satish moaned, and he was done.
He ejaculated as soon as her tongue touched his dick. Chandani was badly disappointed. Her eyes were furiously red. She spat his cum and wiped her lips.
Chandani: What the hell is this, Satish?
Satish: I’m so sorry, Chanda. I was so exhausted. I could not hold it for long.
Chandani: For long? It was not even 10 seconds.
Satish: Try to understand Chanda. I’m under a huge workload these days.
Chandani: But what about me? Even I’m loaded with work. Even I need some pampering. Do you remember the last time we had good sex?
Now Satish got hurt.
Satish: Listen, Chanda, I’m doing everything that I can do to keep our family happy. I’m almost 40 now. It’s obvious that my performance will drop.
Chandani: So, what should I do? My body craves sex. This frustration is taking a toll on my mental health.
Satish: Go sleep with other guys then.
SLAP! Chandani slapped him hard. She quickly realised that she had crossed the limits. Satish was still recovering from shock. Chandani started to cry.
Chandani: I’m sorry, Satish. I’m so sorry.
Saying this, she started slapping herself. Satish took a glass from the side table and splashed the water on her face in anger. He took the pillow and slept on the couch in the living room. Chandani cried the whole night.
Next day:
Chandani woke up late. Satish had already left for the office. She thought of taking leave due to a headache. She helped Ranveer get ready and dropped him off at school. After coming home, she lay in bed to rest. She could not sleep the whole night.
Tring Tring! Her phone beeps with Prasad’s call.
Prasad: Hello Chandani, what time will you reach the office? We need to sit down for next month’s client visit plan.
Chandani: Prasad, can we do this tomorrow?
Prasad: You sound low, dear. What happened?
Prasad’s tone was caring and matched with her emotional level. Hearing this, she broke down.
Prasad: Please stop crying, calm down.
Chandani tried but could not stop crying.
Prasad: Where are you, Chandani? Are you in any trouble?
Chandani: I’m at home. Satish is in the office, and Ranveer is in school. I’ll take some rest today. (And started crying again)
Prasad: You should not be alone in this condition. Ask Satish to come back home.
Chandani: He is the one for whom I’m crying. I don’t want to see him.
Prasad: Oh! Look, I don’t know what happened. If crying makes you feel better, then cry, but I’m worried because you are alone.
Chandani: Can you come here, Prasad?
Prasad: In 20 minutes. Drop your location.
Chandani: Don’t come directly. Park your car 100m away from my society. I’ll pick you up. I don’t want security to register your guest entry.
Chandani freshened herself and went out to pick him up. In 20 sharp minutes, he was in front of her. He parked his car and hopped into Chandani’s car, and they went home.
Chandani’s home:
Chandani: Will you have coffee?
Prasad: Make it Black. Or else, I’ll make it; you don’t take effort today.
Chandani was touched by his gesture. Satish had never made coffee on his own. He took two mugs, added coffee, sugar and a hint of water. Then he started whisking the mixture. The pleasant aroma of coffee lingered in the air. This instantly made the mood relaxed for both.
While Prasad was busy brewing the coffee, Chandani was admiring his gentle effort to comfort her.
Prasad: Here we go. Taste it and let me know whether you like it or not.
Chandani was already flattered by his act. They sat on the breakfast counter alongside the kitchen platform, facing each other. The very first sip of coffee relaxed her brain. The endless cycle of negative thoughts vanished.
Chandani: Wow, Prasad! This coffee is just awesome.
Prasad: Thank you.
He said, patting his own back with a proud smile.
Chandani: Thank you for coming over, Prasad. I don’t know what I would have done if I were alone.
Prasad: Come on, I’m your friend before being your boss. Ok, now tell me. What happened? What made you this vulnerable?
Chandani: Leave it, yaar. I’m feeling better now. I’ll be fine.
Prasad: Ok as you wish. But speaking out will make you feel even better. Maybe I can add my wisdom!
Chandani: It’s very much personal.
Prasad: Ok, only if you wish to share. I won’t force you.
Saying this, he opened his laptop and started going through emails. Chandani’s brain again filled with thoughts. Is it OK to share this with Prasad? Is she doing anything wrong by calling her male friend over at home in the afternoon behind her husband’s back?
With a lot of thinking, she finally said, “I’m not happy with Satish.” Prasad flipped his laptop shut instantly. He turned towards Chandani, giving her full attention. She told him everything about her worry. She described last night’s scene in detail.
Hearing this, Prasad felt bad. His facial expressions reflected his empathy towards her. He also shared his bad marriage with his wife, Aditi.
Chandani: Why do bad things happen to good people, Prasad?
Prasad: I don’t know. All I know is that one should find one’s own happiness. Our spouse’s behaviour is not in our control, but our own happiness should be in our hands.
Prasad got up from the chair and stood facing Chandani while she was still sitting on her chair. Both their faces were at the same level. Their eyes were literally glued to each other. Chandani understood his intentions, but she was in a dilemma.
Chandani: Isn’t this wrong?
Prasad: I seriously don’t know. But I surely know one thing.
Chandani: What?
Prasad: That we both want this.
Chandani: No, we BADLY NEED this!
And the magic happened. Their lips met for the first time. This was not out of lust, but pure affection.
Prasad: I can stop if you are uncomfortable.
Chandani: Hell no! This is the kind of care and affection I need. If Satish can’t give it to me, then it’s better I get it from you.
Prasad lifted her and placed her carefully on the breakfast counter without breaking the beautiful kiss. Now Chandani’s breasts were right in front of Prasad. He moved his firm hands over her top to feel her body. Her body shivered with goosebumps on her skin as she felt a new commanding touch.
Chandani completely surrendered her body and soul to Prasad. Chandani is not heavy for her age. She is just 55kg, thanks to her healthy eating habits and Zumba classes.
Similarly, Prasad is a Gym freak. He has a 75kg lean athletic body as he was in the Football team. Their bodies complemented each other specifically for physical intimacy.
Prasad rolled his hand from her forehead, gradually bringing it down, touching her closed eyes, pointed nose and puffy lips. He held her top V-neck with both hands.
Chandani: Are you about to te….
And before she could complete her sentence, he tore apart her white cotton top in one go. Chandani’s eyes widened as she did not expect this.
Prasad: This has been my dream for a long time. Oh my god! Look at those adorable titties.
Chandani: Oh god! I don’t know why, but this is releasing a big dose of dopamine in my brain.
Without wasting much time, Prasad took hold of her breasts in his hands and started squeezing them gently. The constant eye contact while her breasts were being squeezed made their connection even more intense.
Prasad: Tell me what you want me to do?
Chandani: Do whatever you want, baby.
Prasad: You are my mistress today. I’ll do whatever my mistress demands.
Chandani clinched his wavy hair and pulled his face on her breasts.
Chandani: Lick me everywhere.
Prasad rolled his tongue over her long neck. She lightly moaned with every lick on her neck and collarbone.
Chandani: Go down. My titties are waiting for some pampering.
Prasad: As you say, my mistress.
Saying this, he removed her torn top and threw it on another chair. He buried his face in her boob valley and licked her. He could not resist sucking on her hard nipples. Prasad pinned her against the kitchen wall and locked her hands over her head to expose her armpits.
Her posture looks so sexy. Her back arched, and her firm boobs popped up. Prasad went close towards her clean, waxed armpit and sniffed it like a dog. The moment was so heated that they both were sweating. The aroma of her sweat intoxicated him.
Chandani: Oh, my my! What are you doing?
Prasad: Just close your eyes and enjoy.
Prasad licked her armpits. Chandani was experiencing this for the very first time and was totally surprised. The fragrance of her sweaty armpit was driving him crazy. He spent a good 10 minutes there.
Gradually, he went down on her slightly puffy belly. He licked her belly and ripped off her pyjamas. Her panty was totally drenched with her juices.
Prasad: Your pussy is all set for action. See, it’s literally dripping.
Chandani: Satish has never aroused me this high. No doubt my pussy is excited.
Prasad stripped off her panties. She flicked her leg to toss it away. Prasad touched her pussy, and Chandani shivered. She again clinched his wavy hair and pulled it with pleasure.
Prasad lifted her and placed her carefully on the breakfast platform. He bent down and spread her legs wide open to access her inner thighs and pussy.
Prasad: What a beauty! Your pussy smells so fresh.
Chandani: Then go ahead and eat it, na.
Prasad followed his mistress’s commands and licked her juicy pussy. Chandani was moaning heavily now. Her voice became a bit heavy and grumpy due to insane pleasure.
Chandani: Yes, baby, it feels good.
She moved her pelvis in the rhythm of his tongue.
Chandani: Baby, I can’t take it anymore. Please fuck me.
Prasad got up and stripped his clothes off. Chandani was waiting impatiently for his man to get naked. Prasad lifted her from her thighs, and Chandani held him on his shoulders, and her legs wrapped around his waist. They took support by placing her bare back on the wall while she was still in mid-air.
Prasad entered his rock-hard dick into her wet pussy. It was so well lubricated by her own juices and his saliva that he managed to enter her pussy deep inside in one go.
Prasad: That was such a smooth entry, baby.
Chandani: And deep too. Go on, baby. Show me heaven.
Prasad moved his pelvis gently. With each stroke, Chandani dug her nails into his back. Chandani got access to Prasad’s neck in this position. She licked his neck while she was enjoying his dick. But this position was not that comfortable.
Prasad lay her on the floor and entered her in a missionary position. Underrated but most practised position. Prasad rhythmic strokes in order to last longer and give her mistress the ultimate pleasure. Nine shallow strokes followed by one deep stroke. Eight shallow strokes followed by two deep strokes.
Like this, till all ten deep strokes and reverse till 9 shallow and one deep stroke.
Chandani: Where did you learn this, baby? You have full control over your genitals.
Prasad: Sports teach you a lot, baby. Tell me how you feel?
Chandani: I’m out of this world, baby. This is the first time I’m experiencing such a mind-blowing fuck session.
Chandani’s compliment encouraged him to go even deeper. He started giving random deep thrusts, surprising her.
Chandani: Don’t stop, go on.
Prasad rammed her pussy with no mercy.
Chandani: Satish, you asshole. See, this is what a woman needs. Ah!
The whole kitchen was filled with their crazy moans.
Chandani: Fuck my brains out, Prasad. Aah! Can’t tell you how I’m feeling. You are hitting the right strings.
They continued till they were exhausted. After this mind-blowing session, they were so exhausted that they lay on the floor for the next 20 minutes in each other’s arms.
Chandani: Thank you, Prasad, for this wonderful experience. I can’t tell you how much I needed this.
Prasad: Same here, Chandani. I’m there for you anytime.
Chandani: So now we are fuck buddies.
Prasad: Yes. You are my office wife.
Chandani: I want to fulfil a lot of fantasies with you.
Prasad: Don’t worry. We will take care of all those on our client visit next month.
Later, they had a shower together. Chandani gave Prasad a mind-blowing blowjob under the shower.
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Hope you enjoyed reading about Chandani and Prasad. This was the first part where I took it slow to build the characters’ relationship and bonding. If I get a good response to this part, then I’ll continue to extend this into a series.
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