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For privacy reasons, I am not saying my name here. But the incident was true. I wrote this, but I requested another author to publish my story. I don’t want to interact with any of the readers.
I have been reading sex stories for more than 6 months and decided to write my own story. I am a 49-year-old working woman. I am from Hyderabad but have been working in Bangalore for the past 20 years.
Let’s say my name is Nikita, and I was married at the young age of 23. I was blessed with my kid at the age of 26. My married life was not good as I lost my husband, and my hope had gone out of my life. But I have to live because of my beautiful child.
As a single parent, I dedicate everything to her, and I stopped focusing on my own personal desires and physical appearance. I don’t want to look like a fashionable person at the office, and even at home. I lost interest in makeup, and my wardrobe is filled with full-length suits without deep cuts.
Sometimes I wear a saree to the office, but I don’t expose anything. At home, I wore comfortable pyjamas. I cook food myself and never take my kid out for dining either. My entire life became a meaningful journey of taking care of my kid, even if it meant completely overlooking myself.
After 10 years, my health was down, and the doctor advised me to start exercising. Exercise became mandatory for me, and I joined the gym. I am neither heavy nor thin. But I look fit and hitting the gym, and a proper diet makes me younger than my real age.
I have been working for more than 20 years in the same company. So my manager and colleagues were aware of my ethics and professional life. I never discussed about my personal life with anyone, and I never inquired about the personal lives of others.
My interaction with office mates is professional, and everyone respects me beyond my imagination. I never attend team events and outings with any of the office mates. My office mates never include me in these activities. I follow office rules and hybrid work policies.
However, life brought a change through a new colleague. He joined my company three years ago. He was moved to Bangalore from Chennai. He did not speak to me at first, but he gradually began to interact with me. He is a nice person, but not handsome.
He is close to 10 years younger than me. He has lively energy, someone who cannot keep calm. He absolutely loves to stay busy with his work or share cheerful conversations with the people around him. He became an important person to our boring team.
He is always involved in good conversation with team members. He used to share captivating stories that made our colleagues laugh and listen with intense interest. He has a good knowledge of investments, the stock market and mutual funds.
I often saw most of our team members seeking financial advice from him. We both shared the same mother tongue, which is Telugu. But I never spoke with him in Telugu because I wanted to be professional. He had lived in different parts of India, and his Hindi speaking is excellent.
Beyond the work, he openly flirted with the female staff with honeyed words. I could constantly see their blushing faces. Later on, I noticed he had become the most valuable and magnetic person in our boring team. The married colleagues, except for me, genuinely started to miss him on the days he worked from home.
Female colleagues were always crowding around his desk, completely charmed while listening to his experiences and fun stories. Day by day, his popularity became high. The Female staff started to invite him for dinner and movie dates, and were having open conversations with him right in front of my desk.
I was hearing all the conversation, but at the same time, I was buried in my work. He was doing heavy flirting chats right before my eyes with other female staff. Honestly, I was treated like an invisible person and not even a human.
With the bold conversation behind my desk, I understand that he fucked with 3 married female persons in our process. His presence in our team completely changed the team dynamics. Previously, it used to be a quiet and boring team.
We had just finished our tasks and ran out of the office once the logout time arrived. Things were going well. One day, I wore a saree to the office. As usual, I was busy at work, and nobody noticed me either. It was an intense work and was finally completed by the afternoon.
I was sitting at my desk and was looking at my phone. All of a sudden, team members decided to go for a team break. They decided to go down to have a tea. I refused to go along with them, but that person asked me to come with the team.
I did not say yes to him, but he looked deeply into my eyes and requested me again. “Come on, let’s go and display your beautiful saree to the people outside the office. He looked deeply into my eyes and said it again. I looked at him. There was a sudden strike in my chest that I had never felt before.
Quickly, I said “Haha! I am old and not beautiful. You guys can continue.
He stepped closer, looked me in the eyes, and said, “Don’t judge yourself like you are an old woman and not a beautiful lady. ” Come, let’s have some fresh air.”
I refused him and said, ” You guys enjoy the tea. I am good at work only.”
When I refused again, the other staff members suddenly joined the discussion, riding on his infectious energy. They playfully but forcefully dragged me out with them.
Finally, I left the chai point along with my team members, which was a surprise for every team member. Chai point is inside the IT park, and it was busy. That day, the weather was pleasant with a cold breeze. We waited for around 5 minutes and got our tea.
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I was sipping the hot tea, and all of a sudden, a powerful breeze blew past me.
I had a shoulder pin attached to my saree at pallu, but the violent breeze exposed my bare waist entirely. I was adjusting the saree to cover my waist, but I caught him staring directly at my waist.
His eyes were completely locked on my waist. I don’t know what happened to me during that time. My eyes connected with his stare, and I saw his burning lust in his eyes. My breath caught in my throat, and I noticed a huge bulge in his pants. To my bad luck, he caught me when I saw his bulge over his pants.
I quickly turned my face away when he smiled at me, and I pretended that nothing had happened. After that, we left for the office and remained calm. Later, I left the office and reached home. But at night, I was not able to sleep quickly. I was lying flat on my back under the heavy blanket.
For the first time in two decades, I could feel the intense gaze of a man consuming my figure. I was in high horniness on the bed, and his gaze rekindled my sexual feelings.
Every time I close my eyes, I can feel the sensation of the cool breeze hitting my bare waist. Followed immediately by the scorching heat of his eyes. His stare was not polite, and I was remembering the heavy, thick bulge pressing his pants tightly.
Uff! It made me shiver on the bed, and I started to carve his dick on the bed. I was completely out of control and was thinking about his huge bulge.
I felt a heavy wetness between my legs. My underwear, for the first time in twenty years, was soaking.
My breath became shallow and fast in the dark room of my bedroom. My hand slowly moved down under the blanket. It moved past the waistband of my pyjamas and touched my wet pussy. I started to rub slowly and was feeling how thick his dick would be.
Every time I moved my fingers, I imagined his hands gripping my waist. Further, I started to think that he was sucking my pussy and fucking me on my bed. I rubbed harder and harder and was gasping slowly into the night. I felt like I wanted to offer my pussy to him right now.
The night was sleepless for me, and I rubbed my cunt harder. The next day, I controlled my feelings and completely avoided eye contact with him. I remained silent at my desk and pretended that I was busy at work.
But interestingly, I found myself tracking his every move, listening for his voice, and watching how he navigated the floor. I try to understand him better and began secretly observing his daily routine and that of the entire staff. When I observe the things, I come to know about the staff.
The female staff intentionally expose the assets to him and the men around them. When they interact with him, they were exposing the chest line gap, and they were never shy to expose their waist and panty waistline.
The female colleagues purposefully lean over his desk to expose their deep necklines in front of his face. They were laughing loudly at his jokes and touching his shoulder to get his attention. Seeing these things, my ego rose within me.
I was also thinking of showing off my deep neck to get his attention. But I took a back step because I don’t want to beg someone’s attention. But I noticed he is also watching me. He is interested in me, and he understands my daily routine and work allocation.
He stared at me, but I did not respond to him, and after a few months, he stopped flirting with female colleagues. He knew that I didn’t like him when he flirted with female colleagues, so he stopped doing it. He tried many ways to talk to me, to know about me.
But I never gave him any opportunity to say anything about myself. But I was feeling happy when he stared and was eager to know about me. This continued for two months, and then one day we were both in the office. The rest of the staff were working from home.
I was nervous and shy to talk to him. But he was trying many ways to have a good sparking conversation between us. It was a rare coincidence that the rest of the staff were chosen to work from home. I pretended to be busy at work and did not focus on him.
But I was nervous, and my heart was beating fast. It’s late afternoon, and he stepped right up to my desk and requested me, “Nikita, it’s just the two of us today, please let’s go for hot tea outside.” I was not able to refuse his request as he looked into my eyes.
I nodded my head softly, and we left the building together. The Outside was warm, and this time I wore a full-length dress. We reached the stall. The tension between us became thick, and I understand he will try to impress me with bold words. As expected, he took a sip of tea.
His eyes scanned my figure from head to toe. I remained silent and stopped looking at him. He came a little closer to me and said in a low voice, “You look so innocent and quiet at your desk. But you know it’s very difficult to stop thinking about what’s hidden underneath those formal clothes.”
I looked down at my tea cup. I was shy, and my heart was wild with excitement after hearing his words. But I want to respond to him like I am not interested in him, so I told him, “You should not talk like that. I am much older than you.”
He moved a little closer to me, which I did not expect.
His face was close to my ear, and he said, “Age does not matter when a woman has a juicy and beautiful body like you. When the wind showed me your soft and sexy waist, I went completely crazy. I just wanted to grab you right there.”
His bold words made me hold my breath.
I felt a thick wave of wetness instantly pool in my underwear. I bit my lips and looked up at his eyes. “You are very naughty. Did you say these words to all the girls in the office?” His eyes locked onto my lips.
Then he drifted down to my chest and said, “Few girls try too hard! But you … you are a grown, mature woman. I have been sitting all day with a huge bulge in my pants just looking and fantasising about your sexy curves.”
His shameless dialogue became heavy on my pussy. Uff! I felt so exposed and horny after hearing that he needs my body so badly. I had a teasing smile on my face with excitement.
I told him, “You should not say such an adult thing to a lonely woman like me. It makes me feel things differently that I haven’t felt in a very long time.” He further reached closer. This time, his body almost brushes against my shoulder. His gaze was shameless as it scanned my chest and lower body.
Then he whispered in my ears, “Let me make you feel dirty desires! A mature sex woman like you should not be spending her nights alone. I haven’t been able to focus on my work since I saw your sexy waist. I have been sitting at my desk imagining what it feels like to slide my hands under your clothes, grip your sexy hips and pull you towards me.”
His bold words sent a violent shiver straight down my spine. My hands tightly gripped my teacup to hide how much I was shaking. My eyes were down, and I was completely shy and incredibly horny. After many years, my underwear was soaking wet.
I was mute and did not say anything. This time, he took a bold step. He leaned me until his breath touched my ear.
Then he said, “I can see your shy face, and I understand what you feel now. Please, I want you to take me to a private place. I wanted to undress and watch your beautiful nude body. I want to kiss and lick every inch of your mature body until you are completely dripping wet for me. Then I want to push my dick deep inside you and make you scream for the full night.”
Again, his words make me high. For a woman who hadn’t been touched in twenty years, hearing from a man describe his lust for me in dirty terms was an addictive rush. I was keeping my head down and biting my lower lip. My underwear was wet, and he described his desire so intensely and lustfully.
Luckily, my mobile rang with a spam call, and that brought me back to my senses. I don’t want to be remembered as the gossip girl at the office. He already fucked 3 female staff at the office, and I don’t want to be targeted by him. I took a step back and took a deep breath.
Then I replied, “I…I enjoyed listening to you. It has been a very long time since anyone looked at me or spoke to me as a woman. But your words hurt me deeply. I am a person with a real past, not a lonely body for you to fantasise about and use me because you are bored at work. I would have been happy if you respected me first and treated me like a colleague, not a lustful person.”
His smile faded after my words. He looked completely surprised, and his mouth was open slightly. He did not expect my bold answer that touched deeply and was a real wound for him. I did not wait for his apology, and quickly I turned away from him and left for the office.
He was standing at a tea stall completely alone after the intensive conversation with him. I knew I hurt him, but I don’t want to be a gossip person. To be continued in the next part.
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