When naughty HR Radhika gets caught masturbating!

Hi guys, I am Salman and let me get into the story straightaway. I was being overworked in my office for a couple of months and I was exhausted. I sat in my cubicle contemplating all the decisions I took in my life when I heard a noise from the far end of the hall. It was the HR Radhika’s cabin! I didn’t even realize that someone else was in the office at this hour. I walked over to the door, and it was locked. But there was a gap in the closed curtain of the office.

Radhika was sitting in her chair with her eyes closed. Her mouth was parted as she bit her lip softly. Her hand was moving up and down gently beneath the desk as she breathed heavily. I could not believe my eyes, this woman was masturbating in the office!

She leaned back and sighed softly as she touched herself. My crotch stiffened, but I gulped and kept watching.

Suddenly, Radhika looked up and yelped silently as she saw me! She tried her best to straighten up, but she knew she had been caught red-handed. She sighed and yelled through the closed door.

HR: Can you come in?

I walked in and Radhika blushed. I stared at her in silence. She opened her mouth to say something, but she couldn’t find the words. Finally, she managed to say something.

HR: Okay. Tell me what will it take to pretend like this never happened?

Me: I want to stop working overtime.

HR: That’s not possible. You are the only developer we have and we have a deadline.

Me: If you want me to keep working, I need a break.

HR: Ask me anything other than time off and I am inclined to give it to you.

I chuckled.

HR: What’s so funny?

Me: Nothing much. I am just wondering if people report sexual harassment to HR, whom do I tell that the HR was masturbating in her office?

HR (silence): …I can do anything other than time off.

I saw that Radhika’s laptop was open on her desk. I leaned in and saw that a xxx cam site was open on her desk. It was the site called www.DscGirls.Live

A window was open and a topless girl sat in front of the camera looking concerned for the woman she was on call with, my HR!

Me: Who’s that?

Cam girl: Hi! I am Rumi. Don’t trouble the nice lady because you caught her. I have an idea!

Me (getting curious): What idea?

HR: I think…I know what she means…is there anybody else in the office?

Me: No….it has just been me for the last few nights. Everyone goes home except me. Why are you even here?

HR: I can make it up to you….Why don’t you take a seat…

Radhika stood and sat me on her chair. The girl on cam Rumi smiled at me and winked as she touched her tits! I was getting hard again, and my boner was visible. The HR grabbed my crotch and teased my tip gently and looked deep into my eyes. She used her debit card to pay Rumi to stay longer than planned and Rumi accepted.

HR: We can manage that frustration right here…right now…what do you think?

Radhika sat in my lap and kissed me passionately. She pulled back and smiled at me. Without any delay, I quickly grabbed her hips and squeezed them. She breathed heavily into my neck. I squeezed her ass again and we started making out. She licked my neck and bit my ears as I looked at the laptop. Rumi smiled and rubbed her body gently as she watched us.

I had been frustrated for too long and so I couldn’t waste this golden chance to fuck my hot HR. I stood up and turned Radhika and bent her over her own desk. She gasped but she did’t resist me. She looked back and smiled naughtily as I grabbed her hair and pulled at it.

HR: Fuck! This is much better than touching myself. Get rougher! (moan)

Rumi: Yeahh, fuck her hard. This is so HOT!

Rumi opened her legs and her pussy was dripping. She stuck two fingers inside her and moaned softly as I kissed my Radhika’s neck and pulled her top sideways and exposed her chest. Her cleavage drooped over her top. I felt her nipples get hard in my fingers. She reached around and grabbed my cock, and I grabbed her hips and undid her jeans. She sighed loudly and Rumi rubbed her clit gently as she watched us expectantly.

I pulled my cock out and she gripped it tightly and groaned in anticipation.

HR: Show me what you got, you overworked cuck!

That line pissed me off. I pushed her face down next to her laptop and grabbed her pussy. Radhika gasped as I felt her wet clit softly and brought my dick close.

Me: I am gonna fuck you on your desk now, bitch!

HR: Ahh…Then consider my pussy your overtime bonus!

Rumi: Stop with the foreplay and fuck the bitch!

HR: Rumi! You are so bad!!

I teased Radhika’s pussy with my tip and pushed myself inside her. Her pussy closed around my dick and I felt it throb as I thrusted. Radhika let out a few low moans as we rocked back and forth. I looked over at the cam girl Rumi. She was moaning softly on the screen as she fingered herself.

I slammed into the HR harder and she groaned louder. She took off her top as she struggled to control her sultry moans.

I felt Radhika’s pussy drip against my dick as I slid in and out of her without mercy. I put her leg up on the desk and grabbed onto her sweating thighs. My hand reached around and choked her softly. She grabbed my hand and prompted me to squeeze her neck tighter.

Me: Hey Rumi, should I choke the bitch?

Rumi: Oh fuck yea! She’s been a bad HR (moan, moan).

HR: Oh fuck! I feel so violated! I love this (moan, moan, moan)

I pulled off the rest of her clothes but Radhika didn’t resist me. I laid her across her table on her back and placed the laptop in a different position so that Rumi could watch us. She smiled at Rumi and then beckoned me forward.

I leaned in and kissed her aggressively; biting her bottom lip and feeling every inch of her steamy flesh.

I grabbed the slutty HR’s hips and pried them open aggressively. I looked into the laptop and watched Rumi fuck herself with a huge dildo. Then I thrust the bitch in front of me to the same rhythm as Rumi. I leaned in and kissed my HR as she twirled her tongue with mine. I grabbed her neck and thrust into her wide open legs non-stop.

Radhika started to moan wildly as I nailed her. Rumi fucked herself faster to match my pace. I felt sweat dripped down my body onto the writhing body beneath mine. I licked her nipples and bit them softly. She arched her back to give me more of her. She screamed with pleasure in our abandoned office as we fucked.

Rumi: Oh fuck! I am cumming watching you violate her!

HR: (Moan, moan, scream) Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck! My pussy is throbbing (groan, moan, shiver).

She came hard on my dick, but I kept thrusting and then pulled out my cock for Rumi to see and sprayed my HR in cum. I rubbed it into her naked body and Rumi moaned watching me. She shivered and almost fell off her bed as she climaxed. As Rumi convulsed from her orgasm, my HR leaned in and kissed me softly. I put my cock back inside her. I thrusted into her gently as she kissed and breathed into my mouth.

I sat at her desk and Rumi bid us farewell. I pulled up my work and continued to do it then I addressed my slutty HR.

Me: I am gonna sit here and work with my pants off every evening for my overtime.

HR: Where will I sit? (she asked as she rubbed her sticky body)

Me: You can kneel between my legs and lick my cock….or sit in my lap and bounce like a whore, and Rumi will watch. Do this every single night till this project is over.

Radhika grabbed my cock and licked the tip with a smile. She kissed it and nodded with a wide grin then she sat in my lap and kissed me passionately as we fondled each other the rest of the night.

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