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As I kept looking at my watch, I felt a bit nervous. It was the pressure of the occasion. I was attending our corporate tech fair. I was supposed to deliver the keynote. We had a lot riding on this presentation as we needed the sales figures to go up. I was attending this conference with my boss, Sirisha.
Sirisha was a South Indian lady in her early 40s and a stern, no-nonsense type of person. I kind of liked that about her. She was highly motivated towards her work. She had a dark wheatish complexion with beautiful eyes that were very expressive.
She was 5’4 and had a lean physique. She had a petite ass, and her boobs were perky and not saggy for her age. In the office, she would always dress up in a saree or salwar kameez. I was never physically attracted towards her, especially because she was pregnant.
She had a late marriage, and thanks to IVF, she was finally pregnant. When this trip happened, she was 4 months pregnant. For reference, this is a sweet spot where the breasts grow, but the belly hasn’t expanded that much.
We had both travelled to the USA for this conference. We were supposed to spend 10 days in Vegas & our slot was midway through the conference. On my keynote presentation day, I arrived early at the venue and took the front seats. Sirisha had informed me that she’ll be late & would join once she reaches.
I nodded as I was consumed in my thoughts of how this would translate into my career growth. With all these thoughts, I sat throughout the session, and it all went well. I kept my composure during the keynote delivery, and due to our efforts, everyone liked what they saw.
It felt like a victory, and since my keynote was the last agenda item for the day, it was time to enjoy ourselves. I was chatting with a few members of other delegates when I felt someone tap my shoulders. As I turned around, I was stunned in a good way.
There stood a woman, in an all-black formal one-piece suit & skin tone stockings. She wore a pearl necklace and matching earrings. She had nude lipstick and eyeliner that made her pretty eyes pop out. She was wearing just enough blush on her cheeks and had straightened her hair for the occasion.
She was looking mesmerising. I lost my way around words when I saw her. She congratulated me, but I was left speechless.
Sirisha: Great work, Gautam. The keynote was enlightening, and everyone liked it.
Gautam: Thanks, Sirisha, finally everyone’s efforts paid off!! Did I look nervous up there?
Sirisha: Not at all, you kept your cool well.
Gautam: That’s nice. Btw Sirisha, I can’t help but compliment you. You look superb today.
Sirisha’s eyes beamed with pride. She gave me a modest smile and said,
Sirisha: Thank you. Today was an important day for us, so I thought to go the extra mile. You look sharp as well!!
I thanked her, and before we could chit-chat, she got a call. She excused herself, and I continued socialising with folks around me. Soon, drinks were being served, and I hung out at the bar table with a few other colleagues. I did not realise when a couple of hours passed.
I had to go to the washroom, and I walked gingerly towards it. While passing by, I saw Sirisha sitting at a table by herself. She had a glass of juice in front of her, and her eyes looked watery. I assume she must have cried sometime back, as her eyes seemed to have that typical redness.
Even when sad, I could not help myself from noticing how beautiful she looked. Her cleavage was accentuated by the pearl necklace and her little baby bump. I went to the washroom and returned straight to her table.
Gautam: Hey, Sirisha, how’s it going? I lost track of where you were.
Sirisha looked up and composed herself. She put up a smile that felt distant
Sirisha: Nothing, join me. You seem to be having quite a good time.
Gautam: Well, the party is slowly picking up the pace. Why do you have this gloomy look?
Sirisha: Hmm, it’s nothing, I don’t want to bore you. You should be out there having fun.
Even though so far we just shared a professional relationship, seeing her like this did not feel right. I felt sad for her and had the urge to be there for her at that moment. I reached out and tapped her hand,
Gautam: Hey, off hours, you can forget being my boss and let me be your friend. Tell me, what’s bothering you?
Sirisha: It’s the usual family drama. Since my in-laws got to know that I am pregnant, they have been persuading me not to travel abroad. I understand their fear, but they should also understand my ambitions. Anyways this has resulted in continued fights with my husband.
Sirisha gulped a little, almost welling up.
Sirisha: Work has always been hectic, but with this pregnancy and family chaos, it’s been difficult to manage things.
Tears rolled down her cheeks as she let her troubles out. I have always admired her as a professional. She was talented, ambitious and hardworking. But today it felt more personal, like a friend was in distress.
I stood up and hugged her as she was sitting on the chair. She rested her head around my waist as I patted her gently.
Sirisha: Sorry, I did not intend to kill your vibe. I’ll be ok.
Gautam: Nonsense, tonight you’re my friend and not my boss. I’ll be the one dictating things here. First of all, let’s get you freshened up and out of this gloomy vibe.
Even though she was reluctant, I made her go to the washroom and freshen up. As I waited outside, she came back in 10 minutes. Her eyes looked fresh again, lipstick topped up, hair tied in a small loose bun. I almost ogled at her beauty and her rosy cheeks.
I took her hand, and we made our way to the dance floor. The DJ was playing EDM tracks, but we still danced slowly, and she was finally feeling better. I asked her to take off her heels, as it’s dangerous considering her state. I held her heels in my hands as we danced to our own beats.
It felt like a prom night. Soon we were tired and decided to go out. I asked her to sit on the chair, and I kneeled and helped her put on her heels. She had a smile on her face that filled me with warmth. Since we were staying in the same hotel, I ordered an Uber for both of us.
While waiting for our cab, I flirted with her playfully while appreciating her beauty. Sirisha just blushed, which made her cheeks even rosier. Soon our cab arrived. I went ahead and held open the door for her, making sure that she felt comfortable. We chatted a lot throughout the ride.
At one point, she was so tired that she rested her head on my shoulders during the ride home. Once we got down, we took the elevator and stole glances at each other. I wanted to kiss her so bad, but decided not to ruin this. We said goodbye & went to our rooms.
I sat on my balcony, sipping on my whiskey and looking out at the Vegas skyline. A city that offered so much enjoyment, yet my mind was stuck with Sirisha’s thoughts. The cold breeze that touched my skin was reminiscent of her lavender & vanilla scented perfume.
Together with the alcohol, it was intoxicating. I was lost in my thoughts when the doorbell rang. I was in my shorts and a sleeveless Lakers jersey. I opened the door, and there she was.
Sirisha: Hi, I hope I am not disturbing you at this time. I was feeling bored and thought of hanging out with you.
I barely heard anything she said. My lips had a smile as wide as the Grand Canyon. I somehow could not help myself from staring at her beauty. She was wearing a brown velvet gown, which was sleeveless. She wore a blue denim jacket over it.
As I invited her in, while walking past her, I could smell the vanilla notes of her perfume. It was lovely. I took her to the balcony, and we talked. She asked me personal stuff about life and everything, and the conversation was quite playful. It was like the employee-employer wall was shattered.
As we were chatting, I remembered that she said carnations were her favourite flowers, and luckily, housekeeping had set up a vase with pink carnations in my room.
Gautam: Wait, I think I have something that would really please you.
I went inside and came back with the flowers and gave them to her.
Sirisha: Wow. they are so pretty. Can’t believe you remembered. That’s mighty sweet of you.
Her expressive eyes were conveying gratitude, and her pretty face was making me lose control over myself. I put on some slow jazz and asked her permission to dance. She laughed and gave her hands. It was a small balcony, so we were dancing close to each other, the wind blowing on her hair.
The moonlight sky and lovely music complement the ambience. I was looking deep into her eyes as we danced, my hands on her waist and hers on my shoulders. She looked back but broke contact with shyness. Alcohol had made me bold, and as our bodies swayed to the music.
I brought her closer to me and hugged her. I waited in that position to see her reaction, but she also went with the flow. Her face was buried in my chest. Slowly, I moved ahead and kissed her forehead. Sirisha smiled and did not say anything. I knew she needed love.
With all the stress in her life, she wanted to feel special again. I then started to give soft kisses on her face, cheeks and neck. She was melting to my touch. Her eyes carried sadness as well as lust. She was looking like a South Indian bombshell.
I removed her jacket and turned her around to face the view outside. I hugged her from behind and started to slowly kiss her back. ‘Ah’ was all she could let out as her body reacted to my touches. She still had her hair tied in a bun. I pulled the hairpin, and her long hair came rolling down to her waist.
Now I turned her back to face me. She was not able to make eye contact, and I could see her eyes carrying guilt and pleasure in them. Before she could say anything, I put my finger on her lips and stopped her.
Gautam: Tonight, I want our eyes and bodies to speak.
Sirisha kept quiet and, with it, gave consent to proceed. I lifted her up and took her inside. I carefully placed her on the bed. I took out my tie from the dresser and tied her hands to the headboard. I kept her legs free so that I could turn her around when needed.
I unzipped her gown, and now she lay in front of me in her satin pink bra and panties. I stood there and appreciated this moment where I was in the company of such a beautiful woman, who till yesterday, was my boss that I kind of feared.
I reached out to plant a small peck on her lips. As I parted mine, her body arched to try and get more. Pleasure was overpowering guilt. I removed my T-shirt and was only in my shorts/boxers. I started kissing her entire body. Kissing her slowly, licking and biting her curves.
Her baby bump was looking so cute on her, and her breasts seemed so full. The bra was working hard to keep everything in one place. I went near her foot and kissed my way to her Toes. Sirisha was breathing heavily, enjoying the new sensations that her body was feeling.
I sucked her toes and ran my fingers through them. Sirisha was enjoying the show I was putting on for her. She was biting her lips as I worshipped her foot. I then made my way to her bra, and I moved it above her boobs. Her melons popped out. I tried to cup them into my hands, but they kept slipping out.
I playfully pinched one while sucking the other. Sirisha gave out a loud moan as my tongue stimulated her nipples. The constant sucking and nibbling made her horny. I could see that she had a soaking wet patch near her pussy. Her nipples also swell due to stimulation, and I was sucking them like a hungry baby.
As I was sucking one, I was twisting the other. Sirisha was moaning louder now. I unhooked her bra and liberated her boobs completely. I kissed & licked my way further down to her navel. Her aroma was trapped in them, and I took a good whiff before licking it clean.
I then untied her and made her kneel in front of me. I removed my shorts, and I was completely naked in front of Sirisha. She had a devilish smile on her face as I took my dick and slapped her face playfully with it. She got the signal and opened her mouth.
She took my dick in her hands & guided it inside her mouth. She was now bobbing her head on my dick while I held her hair. She would alternate between licking the length of my shaft and sucking on my ball sack. She kept blowing me for 10 minutes.
I was on the verge of ejaculating, so I pushed her head down and released my load deep into her throat. She gagged on it, and most of it came out along with her saliva as soon as I released her. She was looking like a hot mess. It was now time to return the favour.
I lay down on the bed and asked her to squat on my face. Due to her pregnancy, she held on to the headboard and bent over my face. I could feel the heat that her pussy was emitting. I licked her swollen mounds over her panty which made her twitch with pleasure.
She adjusted her panties to give me access to her pussy. Sirisha’s pussy was already leaking juices and had formed a sticky film around her entrance. She had an aroma of perfume, mixed with the sweet smell of urine coming out of her pussy.
I could not control myself anymore and started licking her clitoris like a hungry dog. I was making different shapes with my tongue, and Sirisha was almost screaming with pleasure. I was exploring the depths of her pussy with my tongue and tasting her salty juices.
I could see her body getting stiff, and before I could react, she came with waves of pleasure on my face. Her juices were overflowing from my mouth and onto my chest. She collapsed and sat on my chest. I picked her up and laid her down to rest. Her pussy was well lubricated & now ready for me.
I spread her legs apart and positioned myself in between her love valley. I held her legs apart to support her, spat on my dick and tapped it on her clit to entice her. Sirisha’s toes were curling with the pleasure, and with one go, I pushed my dick into her. I started with a slow rhythm and sucked her toes.
She closed her eyes and submitted herself to the pleasure. Her pussy was tight like a virgin, and her inner walls were grabbing onto my dick. We were both in heaven with ecstasy. After some time, I bent over her and kissed her while ramming my dick into her.
She held on to me and dug her nails into my back. I increased my pace, and Sirisha was having a hard time keeping her voice down. She was moaning loudly, and the room was filled with the sloppy sound of my ball sack hitting her vulva. She looked like a thing of beauty.
Her boobs bouncing to the rhythm of my humping, body arched with pleasure, and Sirisha biting her lips, looking at me with lust-filled eyes. In the next 10 minutes, her body stiffened, and she held my waist with her thighs; soon, she orgasmed. Her love juices flooded out of her pussy and onto the sheets.
She lay there completely exhausted, and sweet beads formed across her body. I cuddled her and kissed her passionately. Letting my tongue explore her mouth. She reciprocated and ran her fingers through my hair. We lay under the sheet, naked as the chilly wind hit our Sweety bodies.
I took her hand and made her bend over the edge of the bed. I kept a pillow underneath so that she would feel comfortable. I came behind her, and the mere sight of her was sexy enough to give me a hard-on. I rubbed my dick on her ass cheeks. I brought an ice cube from the fridge and rubbed it all over her back.
She almost jumped as shock waves ran through her body. I traced the line between her asshole and her pussy and let the ice cube slide between them. The heat from her genitals was melting the ice. I kept the ice cube in my mouth and ran it over her pussy and asshole.
She was now moaning louder, her one hand grasping the sheets tightly, and with the other she was pressing my head deeper into her asshole. This was a new sensation for her body to register. As the ice cube melted, I whispered in her ear to tell me how much she wanted me.
Sirisha: Oh Gautam!! I want you take me from behind. I’ll be your bitch. Spread my pussy to accommodate your penis.
I took my dick and entered her from behind slowly. But instead of ramming her, I took it out again. I did this 3-4 times, and now she was begging me to fuck her. It’s the anticipation that ignites the fire. With one hard push, I deposited my entire length into her.
She dug her face into the pillow to muffle her screams. I maintained a steady pace so that she could enjoy every bit of it. I then held her hair and pulled her back towards me. I kissed her neck and crushed those beautiful tits from behind as I started to pound her.
She was trembling with pleasure and moaning relentlessly. It was a sight to behold. A few days ago, she was my boss, and today I was inside her making her my love bitch. I increased my pace, and she turned around,
Sirisha: Could you play with my asshole as well?
She said it by shedding the last bit of dignity as she was consumed by lust.
I obliged, and while fucking her aggressively, I licked my finger to make it moist and slowly pushed it into her asshole. She was very tight, and I could hardly get a third of my finger into her. I kept it there while fucking her and twisted it inside. She was now close to orgasm, and so was I.
I took out my finger. It had her musky ass smell, and I inserted it into her mouth as we both reached climax. We were both spent and collapsed on the bed. I stood up and appreciated the naked hot mess I had in front of my eyes. Our eyes met with no words being spoken.
Just acceptance of pleasure. I turned off the light, and we cuddled naked to sleep. It was a safe space for us, and we cherished it for the rest of our lives.
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