Fucking Office Babe Indu

Hi my name is Amit and I have been happily married for seven years now and the thought of cheating on my wife had never occurred to me. I work for a multi-national firm and I recently started a new project at a large India company in Bombay or Mumbai as they say now and it was there that I met this most amazing girl Indu.

I will leave my own appearance up to your imagination as I feel I am a very normal working geek seriously not so smart but I have good height 5.9 and regular workouts have made me owner of a good athletic body, Indu however was an original beauty age 28-29, good height 5.6 – 5.7 and weighing just over 57-58 kgs. Dark complexion, smooth silky skin, reminds of kamasutra lady.

I was totally lured and attracted towards her from the first meet. A nice ass with just enough roundness and shape to be noticed, and beautiful perky breasts maybe 34 b, not too large but certainly pleasurable to grab, and she had a smile that could melt a block of ice in the dead of winter. I had noticed her from a distance but never had any reason to talk to her and as I stated before was married.

Our friendship began sometime later with a simple discussion on project and then went for personal interests and hobbies. Indu enjoyed movies of the same type as I, one day I saw her watching a romantic erotica movie that I was also currently having and from that day on we became more close friends. I found out that Indu had been married about the one year and that she was happy with her spouse as well.

I learned many things about her over time as we talked during the work day, and even began to chat one another from time to time outside of work. After a year or so of friendship our relationship began to take a more intimate turn. One morning Indu confessed to me via yahoo messenger that she was feeling frustrated as her husband had been travelling and she had suffered because of it.

I told her jokingly to suck it up and get a BF to rub frustration out and I was only half way kidding though and was somewhat excited that we had broached the subject of sex after all this time after sometime Indu replied to me that she had been masturbating weekly and sometimes even twice a week. I paused, I found myself sitting at my desk with a full hard on, just thinking of Indu masturbating in front of me.

I wondered whether Indu used a toy, or her fingers, thoughts began to swirl through my head and before I realized what I had done and I had typed and sent the question, if she preferred toys or her fingers. It was a very long pause, and I was afraid I had crossed the line after a few more minutes Indu replied to me that she liked to keep things fresh and would use both.

I felt a surge of excitement and decided to press further, asking if she preferred porno or if she used her imagination. Indu replied much faster this time and informed me that she was an imagination type of masturbate that she found porn to be a little too ridiculous without hesitation I asked her if she used her husband as material, people she knew in life, or celebs. Indu replied rapidly that she used both people she knew in life and celebrities.

I began rubbing my cock through my pants ever so slightly again thinking of Indu rubbing herself, fingering her pussy and possibly thinking of me while she did it. I decided to toe the line again and asked her if she was a clitoral masturbate or a penetration masturbator again a long pause, she replied to me that she did not want to talk about that stuff on the messenger as it might be risky for her.

I sighed assuming that was her way of saying you crossed the line buddy. Slowly my hard on deflated and I got back to work. I did not hear from Indu for the rest of the morning and I was afraid that I had made things weird. Around lunch Indu popped into my cube and sat in a small chair alongside the wall. She looked at me and smiled, oh that smile and told me that she preferred clitoral stimulation while masturbating. I felt my dick swell almost immediately as the words left her mouth.

She asked me if I wanted to go to lunch with her and I said that would be cool. I stood up trying to hide my erection from her using my jacket and told her I would drive. Once in the car while I was dropping her home, she asked me why I had asked her all of those questions. I replied that I was simply curious and told her that I too had been in a bit of a sexual slump at home, and talking about sex was exciting.

Indu stared curiously at me, and asked me if it was her that excited me or just the topic itself. I told her it was both. Indu continued to stare at me, and then informed me that she would never cheat on her husband. I agreed that cheating had not ever been on my mind I left out the fact that it had been on my mind all morning long. I then asked if she had ever masturbated in front of any one and she had not.

She told me she would like to do it. We parked at her society and then she took me to her home, it was nice place for young couple and Indu has done interiors on her own, I saw in her bedroom she has placed some of her nice pictures from Beaches and clubs in very short dresses, bikinis etc. I was totally aroused to see her like that as before that I had only seen her in office attires paints shirts, sometimes skirts but not too short.

Indu came and told me to wait so that she can change. We were now in her bedroom alone, she started to pick some nice clothes and asked me to chose one for her, I picked up immediately a small white and pink bra and blue bikini shorts. She turned around, looked at me intensely and said we can’t touch each other and smiled and went to change. She came back in a while wearing just those little shorts and bra with a tight shirt over it.

Indu was looking so hot and lusty. She then leaned back against the wall, unbuttoned her shorts and slid her hand down in her panties. She closed her eyes briefly and sighed. I could see her hand squirming under her Panties and I listened to her sharp intake of breath. She opened her eyes and asked me what I was waiting for. I unzipped my pants and my erect cock popped free from my boxers and I began to rub it.

I asked her to pull her shirt up so I could see her tits, she shook her head no. She continued to rub herself faster. I leaned forward in front of her so I was standing near to her, and began masturbating in earnest. I looked over at her and we made eye contact. She leaned her head over slightly so she was laying slightly on my shoulder. Indu then stood up and pulled her panties down in one swift motion.

I could see her full pussy at this point, she was shaved with the exception of a small landing strip. Indu began to rub herself harder and faster and I increased my pace to match hers. I decided that I had to see her breasts; I waited for a moment until she closed her eyes, and I reached over and tugged her shirt up over her bra. Her eyes flew open and she looked at me, but didn’t stop me, I lift her bra up over her breasts.

She had dark chocolate colored nipples, perfect tan colored breasts. I nearly blew my load at that instant. I removed my shirt as well. With her exposed breasts she again leaned in towards me and laid her head on my shoulder. She began moaning slightly and her fingers began rubbing more frantically. I moved to the other side of her and put my left arm around her as I begin pumping my shaft faster.

I pulled her close and felt her nipples touching my skin. I turned toward her as I stroked myself, and the head of my cock brushed her gently causing her to immediately moan. Indu circled her clit more aggressively with her fingers, attacking it almost, her breathing heavy. I was matching her pace but found myself getting closer and closer to my own orgasm. My cock at this point was facing directly towards her and was rubbing against her belly frequently.

I felt my explosion coming and I started stroking myself faster and faster, my breathing broken and grunting slightly. Her eyes opened and she looked at my cock while she rubbed herself, and then told me to come for her. The first shot was explosive and splattered across her belly and breasts, as it hit her she moaned loudly. I continued to pump my cock milking every drop out, some of it hitting her legs and belly, the rest of it falling to the ground.

Shortly after that her breathing became raspy and her moaning louder. She started convulsing a bit, I grabbed her and pulled her close so she wouldn’t fall, her breasts pushing against me, covering me in my own semen. Indu wrapped her ams around me and we held each other, my semi-erect cock pushing slightly against her. We both leaned back against the tree as a single entity wrapped in each other’s embrace.

Indu looked up at me and smiled and gave me a gentle kiss on the mouth. Then told me it was the best time she had ever had with me. I asked her if we were going to make a habit of this time, she replied we would have to see how guilty she felt later. We cleaned ourselves up and I headed back to my home. We did not speak for the rest of the day, but as things were winding down she dropped by my cube and asked me.

I wanted to do again next week. I told her I certainly did, but that perhaps we should bring a blanket and some accessories next time. Indu winked at me and left my cube. I was left there sitting alone, wondering if I could face my wife that evening. I drove home thinking of nothing else but the events of that afternoon. I walked in the door, dinner smelled wonderful.

I embraced my wife and asked her if she was feeling up to fooling around tonight. She replied that she was not really feeling it. I kissed her and told her no problem I will take care of it myself later. She rolled her eyes at me, smacked me on the arm and told me I was gross. I smiled, and thought to myself, Indu and me next week it is.