This is part two of my real story, “Sex with a Colleague.” The first part was all about friendship, which then turned into sexting. This part is about how things got real.
Previous Part: Sex with colleague – Part 1
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Monica, my sexy colleague, and I became very comfortable with each other. We used to talk almost every day during our night shifts, even though we worked in different offices. On calls, we always talked like friends, but late-night texting turned into sexting. This continued for a few months until she decided to move to a different company. Then, our calls and texts became less frequent. You can read all about that in part one.
After two months, I messaged her, and we began chatting.
Chandu: Hey.
Monica: Heyyy…
Chandu: We’ve known each other for two years now, yet we haven’t met.
Monica: Yeah, let’s meet some weekend.
Chandu: You decide when to meet and what to do.
Monica: We can meet, talk, and have lunch together—that should be enough.
Chandu: That’s it?
Monica: What else?
Chandu: A movie would be good.
Monica: Yess.
I started searching for movies on BookMyShow, but there were no good ones. There was some crappy English horror movie.
Chandu: There’s no good movie this weekend.
Monica: I just checked, and there’s a horror movie we can see.
Chandu: Horror?
Monica: Are you scared? Hehe.
Chandu: Yes, I’m not scared of the movie, but I’m scared of what I’ll do.
Monica: What do you mean?
Chandu: I might hold your hand if I get scared.
Monica: That’s okay; you can hold my hand.
I was surprised by this. Even though we had sexted, we hadn’t chatted in a long time, and she was still comfortable with me.
We decided to go on a Saturday, and I asked her to come to a place where we could go on my bike. On Saturday morning, she messaged me…
Monica: Hey, I won’t be able to come today. My mom had to go to our hometown; she’ll be back on Monday. I need to clean the house and go to the bank. Sorry.
Chandu: That’s okay; we can meet some other time.
Monica: I’ll finish my bank work in the first half and be home later. You can come to my place, and we can have dinner.
Chandu: Are you sure?
Monica: Yeah.
Chandu: What if your mom comes?
Monica: She won’t. Even if she does, security will call me. I’ll get a call when someone arrives, so don’t worry.
Chandu: Good, then. I’ll come at 6.
Monica: Awesome.
I was excited to meet her and had no bad intentions. I slept in the afternoon, woke up at 4 PM, took a bath, and got ready. She had sent me her address. I left on my bike and reached her place at 6:30 PM.
The security at her apartment stopped me, took a photo, called Monica, got her confirmation, and let me in. She told me where to park my bike and which lift to take.
I followed her instructions, and as soon as the lift door opened, she was standing there waiting for me with a smile. I was seeing her for the first time, and she looked beautiful. We both smiled and had a small side hug, then went to her flat.
Her flat was cozy. We both felt comfortable even though we were meeting for the first time. We started talking like old friends. We spoke for an hour, about work, movies — everything.
It was feeling cold, and I told her so. She said her mom makes wine and asked if I’d like some. I said I’d have it if she was having it. She said she couldn’t because she’d get a headache.
I laughed and said we wouldn’t drink until we got drunk — we could just have a couple of glasses. She agreed and brought the wine. It was in a glass bottle that looked great. I smelled it and poured a couple of glasses.
She brought some snacks, and we started sipping the wine. It was such a good vibe: cold weather, good wine, and both of us looking at each other while sipping slowly. We were sitting at opposite ends of the sofa, and I ordered a pizza online.
We were down two glasses by now, and the snacks were gone. She went to the kitchen and brought more snacks. I asked her to put on a movie. She played an English movie on Netflix, and this time she sat next to me. I was happy inside.
The movie started, and it was a romantic one. I told her, “Remember I said I’d hold your hand while watching a movie? Can I hold your hand?”
She laughed and said, “It’s not a horror movie.”
I asked, “So I shouldn’t?”
She looked at me — we were so close — and said, “Okay.”
I slowly touched her right hand with my left hand. I could feel her shivering. I looked her in the eyes and asked if it was okay. She didn’t say anything but kept looking at me. I asked again, and this time she said she was a bit scared. I told her not to worry; we could just hold hands and watch the movie. She smiled and said okay.
I held her hand, and our shoulders were touching now. We started watching the movie, but we weren’t talking anymore. Suddenly, there was a romantic scene where the actors were about to kiss. Since Monica and I were holding hands and sitting side by side, I started rubbing her hand with my thumb. When the kissing scene came, I pressed her hand hard. She didn’t respond.
I thought she didn’t like it since she wasn’t responding. A couple more minutes passed as we silently watched the movie, with me still holding her right hand with my left, our fingers interlocked. Then another scene came up where the hero removed his shirt. This time, she pressed my hand hard. I was getting horny now and was happy that she was responding.
Then, I started looking at her eyes, and she looked at me too. We weren’t talking. I pressed her hand hard again, and she started pressing back. I removed my left hand and put it around her shoulder. I slowly pressed her toward me, and she started breathing heavily.
I touched her left hand with my right hand and started slowly pressing her entire arm. I moved my left hand down toward her waist. I touched her waist and pressed it hard. She started breathing even more heavily, and her hands started shivering.
I pressed her waist again, and she said to me, “We shouldn’t be doing this; it’s wrong.”
I told her that we could have some fun since we were old enough. Since she was in a T-shirt, I put my left hand under her shirt and pressed her waist again. I took her right hand and kept it on my thigh; my dick was already hard by this time.
I moved closer to her, and she was constantly watching my right hand. I started moving my hand up her arm until I reached near her boobs. I was about to touch them but stopped and looked at her. She was shivering but wasn’t stopping me.
Instead of touching her boobs, I put my right hand on her neck. She closed her eyes and looked sexy. I started looking at her from top to bottom. She was fair, her boobs looked big, and her pants were tight.
I started rubbing her neck, leaned in, and kissed her neck. She breathed heavily. And I started kissing her deeply. Her eyes were closed. And then, I started kissing her ears. She held my head and ran her hands through my hair.
I slowly started kissing her face — first her forehead, then her eyes. After I kissed her eyes, she opened them and looked at me. I looked right into her eyes, and we were both horny now.
I wanted her to take the lead, so I leaned back on the sofa and pulled her toward me. She came close and started touching my face with her hands. She opened my shirt buttons and started running her hands over my chest hair. She came close and started kissing my chest.
She was a master; she gave long kisses that made my dick very hard. She started kissing continuously all over my chest. I couldn’t control myself anymore. I got up, and she got up too. I hugged her tight. I could feel her soft body and started rubbing my hands all over her back. She was doing the same.
I started kissing her neck and moved toward her lips. She stopped moving her hands. I went close and touched her lips with mine. I took her lower lip with my lips and started feeling it. She did the same. She started putting her tongue in my mouth. I love when she takes control. I started sucking her tongue.
This was my first time smooching. She was a very good kisser. I held her waist with both hands, and we smooched for more than five minutes. The sound made me hornier, and the kiss became sloppy as we started putting more saliva into it. She was becoming uncontrollable and started kissing more and more. I wanted to take it slow and enjoy it.
I removed my shirt, sat on the sofa again, and made her sit on my thighs. She was out of control and started kissing my chest again, then continuously kissing my nipples. I was loving it and started moaning, and she started doing it more aggressively.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang, and we realized it was the pizza we had ordered. She adjusted herself, went to the door, and brought the pizza. We had pizza and now we were both a little more relaxed. We started watching the movie again. She came and sat next to me on the sofa.
This time, I directly put my hand inside her T-shirt and touched her navel. As soon as I did that, she looked at me and leaned on me, which made it easier to fondle her navel. I love a deep navel, and hers was deep; I could feel the depth with my finger. I started circling her navel with my middle finger.
She was hot now and rested her head on my shoulder. I kept my entire hand on her tummy and started pressing it. Her soft tummy was sexy, and I was kneading her stomach. She started moaning and kept her hand on my thigh. As soon as she did that, I wanted her hand on my dick.
I continued pressing her tummy and started kissing her neck. As I was kissing her neck, I said, “Let’s go to the bedroom.”
She didn’t say anything but got up. I followed her, and as soon as she reached the bed, I hugged her from behind. My hands were below her boobs, and I started rubbing her tummy and kissing her neck. My dick was pressing against her ass now. I slightly rubbed her ass with my dick.
Then, I pressed her against the wall and started to remove her T-shirt. She was shy now. I removed her shirt completely, and she quickly covered her cleavage with her hands. I took her hands away and pressed them against the wall.
For the first time, I saw her boobs in a bra. She was wearing a black bra that was too small for her. She had great cleavage, and her big boobs were barely fitting inside the bra. I started kissing her neck above her cleavage, and she was rubbing my hair.
I went down and started kissing her cleavage like a madman. I gave long, deep kisses, involving my tongue in every one. I kissed her cleavage for so long. Then, I put my finger in her mouth. She started to suck my finger.
I took my finger, which was now full of saliva, and inserted it into her cleavage. Her boobs seemed to get bigger. And when she breathed heavily, they looked like they were about to burst out.
I was kind of fucking her cleavage with my finger; her boobs against my finger was the sexiest thing ever. Her white boobs in the black bra, with my saliva-covered finger, made her cleavage shine in the light.
I went close and started touching her cleavage with my tongue. She was moaning loudly now. I kept licking her cleavage and then put my wet finger inside her navel, which made her lose control. She pressed my head against her boobs, which I loved.
I put my hand on her boob and looked at her eyes. She was frightened but was enjoying it. I started pressing one of her boobs, and her soft boob under my hand was driving me mad. I started pressing it hard.
Her balloon-like boobs were something I can’t describe. I was almost smooching her cleavage, putting my tongue in it and kissing all over. I hugged her and felt her boobs against my chest.
Then, I threw her on the bed and jumped on after her. She asked me to switch off the light, but I said no. I wanted to enjoy the view too. I went on top of her and started smooching her again. She was horny and immediately put her tongue in my mouth.
The sound of the smooch was making us both mad. I came down and started pressing both of her boobs hard. My hands weren’t big enough to hold them, so I went down and started to kiss her tummy. I started to lick her navel, and she started moaning loudly.
I wrapped my hands around her waist and started to touch her. I slowed down again and rubbed my face on her tummy; she was enjoying it and was pressing my head onto her tummy. As I was pressing her boobs, her bra started to move up a bit, making her underboob visible.
As soon as I saw her underboob, I started smooching it. The softest boobs ever! She was moaning heavily, and I smooched and licked her underboob for over five minutes. Then, I removed her pants and saw her in just her panties and a bra that was barely covering her boobs.
I went to her side and started to kiss her lips; she immediately took my tongue in her mouth. I moved my hand down and started to touch her pussy, and she jerked as soon as I touched it. I asked her if she was liking it; she didn’t answer but instead came on top of me and started kissing my chest.
She went down, and I removed my pants. My dick was hard and long. She saw my bulge but didn’t touch it. She kissed my nipples and started licking them, which I enjoyed with my eyes closed. She moved down and started to kiss just above my underwear. This was too much for me.
She came up again and put her boobs on my chest; her soft boobs on my chest was crazy. Then, I took her hand and kept it on my dick. At first, she looked scared, but she slowly started to rub my dick over my underwear. She wasn’t scared anymore and started to rub hard.
Since I was wearing V-cut underwear, half of my dick was coming out. She went down and started to kiss my dick over the underwear. My dick was throbbing up and down now. She started biting my dick slowly, and I was moaning hard. I pulled her up and quickly removed her bra.
Seeing her naked boobs — such big, fair boobs with reddish-brown nipples — I started to suck her nipples. I started to bite her nipples softly and suck them hard. I rubbed my face all over her boobs, sucking them. The green veins on her boobs were the sexiest thing ever.
As I was pressing and enjoying her boobs nonstop, she asked me to do it slowly. But I couldn’t; I kept pressing and kissing them hard. I spit saliva on her nipples and was sucking her boobs; that sound is something I can’t forget.
This is enough for this part. I’ll tell you about the rest of the fun in the next part.
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