Patch Up Sex With Colleague In Office Washroom

Hello Friends. This is Kannan with another story. I’m 34 years old. I’m here to share with you my real-life sexual experience with my senior office colleague, Shashikumari.

Shashikumari is 42 years old and has a fair complexion. She looks beautiful, with a 34C bust and big buttocks. She is not fat but definitely has some tight flesh all over her body. Shashikumari and I are beyond colleagues. That is, we have twin daughters together.

Our daughters were born on 14th December 2021. This happened as an arrangement between us for her to overcome her mental stress at home. I shared this encounter on ISS in my story, ‘Fucked My Hot Senior Colleague In Moving Train,’ on 30th August 2021.

Shashikumari returned from her maternity leave in June 2022. I pursued her to continue our physical relationship. She had no concerns from her end. But she asked me to wait for a year or so till the time she breastfeeds our kids. I agreed. But for the last 1 year, I have been behind her for sex.

For some reason or other, she could not make it. The prime reason is her husband. He works in a different office but in the same building where our office is situated. They come to the office together and leave together. She was too scared to take any risks over her family life, and that too, after having kids.

Beyond a point, we stopped looking at each other as things were not working out. But on 19th February 2024, I had a long day at the office. I was returning to the office at about 8:30 pm after having a quick bite in a nearby shop. To my surprise, I found her sitting all alone when I passed her bay.

I quickly went and stood next to her. Shashikumari looked up at me. By raising her eyebrows, she signalled to me, asking, “What?” I asked her, “Waiting for your husband?” She said, “He left home 2 hours back. Had some printing and courier work to be completed urgently. So, I stayed back.”

I sarcastically replied, “What a medical miracle. I finally got you alone.” With a serious-looking face, she asked, “So?” I said, “You know. We have been waiting for this kind of time alone for the last 1 year. So, what do you say?” She told me, “I thought you have moved on.”

I asked her, “What do you mean?” She replied, “The entire office knows that you and Priyanka are together now.” I was stumped to hear that. I was of the opinion that no one knew about me and Priyanka. She is another colleague of mine, a 43-year-old married woman from Delhi.

I got into a casual relationship with her in June 2021 when Shashikumari was 3 months pregnant. Our casual affair is still going on. But I had no clue that the office people knew about it. Not reacting much about it, I made up a story.

“We were having an affair, but it was for a very short period. It was hardly a few months since we were in a casual relationship. She has a 12-year-old son and her husband back in Delhi. She started feeling guilty about us. It all ended at least 2 years ago between us.”

Shashi continued to raise questions and asked, “But people in the office still make fun of you two leaving office one after the other in a short time gap.” I was stunned by what all the people noticed in the office.

I told her, “I’m not sure what to say. But I don’t know when she leaves. We stopped seeing each other for the last 2 years.” Shashi gave a smile at me and asked, “So, what about me? You stopped seeing me as well?” Finally, I felt she was falling in line with my expectations.

I placed my hand on her shoulder and said, “I was a little annoyed that you are not taking that extra step to revive our relationship. But I had never given up on you. I was trying to give you the space so that you don’t feel stressed trying to balance between me and your husband.”

She rested her cheeks on the hand that I had placed on her shoulder. I was relieved that she bought my lies. I then slowly tried my luck by asking her, “So, what do you say?” She looked up at me with a staring smile and asked, “What?” I said, “It’s just you and me. We’ll go out somewhere?”

She asked, “Where?” I said, “Maybe I’ll book a room somewhere near.” Shashi thought I was calling her for dinner. But now she realized and said, “No way. It’s almost 9 p.m. now. My husband has been calling for the last hour and asking me to leave.”

I pestered her for some time, but she was reluctant. I sat beside her, thinking how to make her agree. Suddenly, I got a risky idea. I asked, “So, time is your only concern tonight?” She looked at me and nodded her head, signalling “Yes.” I asked her, “So, why not save time and do it here?”

She gave a staring look and asked, “Are you mad? Do you want to have sex in the office? A security guard is sitting about 50 metres away. Also, look around. There are multiple CCTVs. No way.”

I whispered to her, “But there is no CCTV in our ladies’ washroom, and there is no lady other than you in the office. What do you say?” I gave a broad smile at her and she looked at me for a few seconds with a stare.

In our office, there is a big workspace for about 40-45 people, with multiple bays and meeting rooms at the side of the workspace. Before the workspace, there is about a 30-metre-long narrow exit passage. At the end of the passage is the security desk.

As we go further past the security desk, we need to walk about 20 metres take a right and a left for the washrooms. Once we take the right and the left, the ladies’ washroom is straight in the front, and the gents’ washroom is just adjacent to it on the right side.

She seemed interested but was deprived of time. She kept looking at me with some desperation. She kept looking back at her laptop, checking the time. I sarcastically told her, “Instead of thinking too much, had you walked towards the washroom, we could have started having fun by now.”

She gave me a lusty smile by pushing her chair back from her desk. I told her, “Go in. I’ll follow you in 2 minutes.” With the same lusty smile, Shashi grabbed her handbag, got up and started walking towards the washroom. There was absolutely no one in the office except for me, Shashi and the security guard.

With desperation mounting in me, I waited for a couple of minutes with great difficulty. Then, slowly, I started walking out towards the washroom. As I walked past the security desk, I noticed the security guard was not in his seat. Just as I went past the security desk, the security guard came out of the gents’ washroom.

Had I taken another 3-4 steps, I would have reached the washrooms. I could have even been caught trying to enter the ladies’ washroom. Trying to manage things, I quickly turned right and entered the gents washroom. I waited at the entrance, seeing the security guard leave.

As he left the washroom area, I quickly turned around and entered the ladies’ washroom. About 1 foot inside the door, there was a curtain. It seemed it was an extra cover for the ladies. I latched the door from inside, pushed the curtain to the side and entered the washroom.

It was a spacious place as good as a bedroom but without a bed. There were 4 cabins to the left and about 3 washbasins to the right. A green marble connects the washbasins, and a large mirror above the 3 washbasins.

Shashi was waiting for me, resting her palms and buttocks on the green marble with her back to the mirror. She was wearing a dark pink floral saree and a plain pink blouse. I walked inside the washroom towards her. Not moving a bit, she gazed at me with a lusty smile. I

stood in front of her. Gazing at each other, Shashi placed her hands on my shoulders. I grabbed her soft waist and whispered to her, “You made me wait for so long.” She whispered back, asking, “Do you think it was easy for me?”
With that, we gazed at each other’s lips for a second or two.

Without wasting any more time, we opened our mouths wide and started kissing lavishly. I rolled my hands around her fleshy waist. Shashi rolled her arms around my neck as we kissed sloppily. Kissing her deeply, I slowly pulled her saree pallu down from her shoulder and dropped her pallu down on the floor.

Pausing the kiss for a moment, Shashi unbuttoned my shirt. I rolled my arms around her fleshy buttocks, lifted her and placed her on the marble between two washbasins. I unbuttoned my cuffs parallelly. As Shashi pulled my shirt tucked into my pants, I removed my shirt and dropped it behind me on the floor.

I even removed my inner vest and dropped it on my shirt. I did not think of it at that time, but luckily, the floor was dry. Shashi quickly started to kiss my upper body and sucked my boobs. I allowed her to kiss my upper body for a few seconds. As she slowed down, I grabbed her big boobs.

Squeezing her boobs over her blouse, I asked her, “Will I get some milk?” She said, “Hard luck. I stopped feeding your kids a year back.” Unhooking her blouse, I whispered to her, “So, why not we have another baby?”  I opened her blouse flap.

She whispered, “You already gave me 2 kids in one pregnancy. Had you given me one, I could have fed you with my milk if in case my husband wanted one more.”

We giggled at that and started to kiss again sensually. I dug my hand into her blouse behind her and unhooked her bra. After some sensual kissing, I pulled her bra cups up, bringing her boobs out. Lifting her boobs from underneath, I rolled my other arm around her waist.

I went down, kissing her jaw, her neck and her fleshy upper body. Licking her nipples, I slowly engulfed her big dark brown boobs in my mouth. Shashi sat on the marble, slanting her upper body back a little and allowed me to suck her nipples.

She moaned softly with a tight lip and closed eye. She placed one hand on my head and the other hand on the marble. I sucked her nipples so hard. I desperately tried to get some milk somehow, but in vain. We were sweating heavily. I could feel the moisture over her body.

I could see her blouse turning red from pink and getting drenched in sweat. Shashi slowly removed her blouse and dropped it on the marble behind her. She also took off her black bra and slipped it over her blouse. I continued sucking her nipples.

Shashi slowly rubbed her hand over my pant and ended up grabbing my hard dick over my pant. She started to rub and stroke my dick over my pant, making me more and more desperate to fuck her. She then went on to unlock my belt. I slowly took my mouth off her nipples and went up, breathing heavily.

Shashi went on to unbutton and unzip my pants. She dug her hand into my pant and underwear and pulled my hard dick out. Seeing my dick, Shashi got a little carried away with emotions. She got out of a lot of mental stress in her personal life, which she endured for years for not conceiving.

I wanted to sleep with her for my lusty feelings towards her. But both of us satisfied our requirements when we fucked in that moving train 3 years back. Looking at my dick, Shashi said, “I love this guy. He is, for sure, my stress buster, which I got rid of in the last 3 years.”

I took this opportunity to ask her for a blowjob and said, “You can very well thank him even now. Remember, last time, you thanked him by putting a handkerchief on him. If you want, you can directly thank him this time.” She looked up at my face, confused for a second or two.

Then understood what I was hinting at. Saying, “Sure. Why not?” She placed her moist hand over my chest and pushed me back. As I stepped a couple of steps back, she got down from the marble slab. Hinting at me to take off my pants and underwear, she unwound her saree from her waist.

I took off my shoes and socks, pulled my pants and underwear down together and stepped out of them. After unwinding the saree from her waist, she pulled the last bit of her saree and dropped it on the floor. She again placed her palm on my chest.

She pushed me back further, making me get inside one of the lavatory cabins behind. I understood what she was trying to do. I stepped back a few steps, went inside the toilet cabin, closed the lid of the toilet seat and sat on the commode. Shashi followed me into the toilet cabin wearing her red inner petticoat.

She stood for a second in front of me and then came down on her knees. My excitement was peaking. She got down on her knees with her head right over my hard upright dick. Shashi grabbed my dick and started stroking it slowly, pulling my foreskin down and getting the flesh of my dick out.

I was eagerly waiting for her wet lips and tongue to caress my dick flesh. At the same time, I was also wondering how she became so non-veg in the last 3 years. She was not that ready to give me a blowjob back then. She stroked my dick. Shashi looked up at me and, by nodding her head up, asked me, “What?”

I told her openly, “I’m just wondering how you turned so non-veg in the last 3 years. You were so hesitant to suck my dick 3 years ago. But you readily agreed this time.” She said, “Love makes you go blind in many ways.” Saying that looking up at me, she kissed the mouth of my dick.

It gave me strong tickles. Her lips were a bit sticky when she pressed it on the top of my dick and pulled back. Pulling my foreskin down, she engulfed the head of my dick in her mouth. It was so hot inside with the inner flesh of my dick inside her mouth. She went on to caress my dickhole with her tongue.

Initially, her lips were sticking onto my dick flesh, giving me strong tickles. But then, as she started sucking it, it got smooth and slippery. I loved the way she gave me a blowjob sucking more than half my dick into her mouth.

She scratched my dick with her teeth every time she took it deep into her mouth and pulled it back. I loved the heat inside her mouth. The roughness of her tongue and the tickles when she sucked the inner flesh of my dick. It made me so horny that I felt I would cum inside her mouth if this continued.

I started to moan, going through the pleasures of her tight and intense blowjob. My eyes actually caught my facial expressions in the mirror over the washbasins. It was actually laughable looking at my cranky facial expressions. I went through the pleasures of her tight blowjob.

My desperation to fuck her was also hitting the roof with every passing second. After some intense blowjob, Shashi slowly pulled her mouth from my dick, leaving it completely wet and glowing with her saliva. She looked up at me with a wide open mouth, breathing heavily.

Holding my dick with one hand and placing her other hand on my thighs. I tucked my hands into her dark, rough underarms and lifted her. We stood up, hugged each other tight and started kissing sloppily again. After kissing for a few seconds, Shashi pushed me back on the commode lid.

She untied the knot of her inner petticoat and allowed it to fall on the floor. I was so excited seeing her stand before me in her black panty. Our first encounter 3 years ago was not this emotional. It was more of an arrangement between us to make kids.

Unable to control my emotions, I rolled my hand around her waist and grabbed her juicy thigh with my other hand. I started kissing and licking all over her belly. I stung my tongue into her hollow navel. I circled my tongue inside her smelly navel and slowly rubbed my hand up from her thighs.

Pushing her panty aside, I dug my finger between her legs and rubbed my middle finger over her wet pussy lips. Caressing the wet pink flesh inside her pussy lips, I stung my finger into her tiny pussy hole. Without wasting a second, I dipped my middle finger inside her pussy.

Tingling my tongue deep inside her hollow navel, I fingered her deep and hard. Shashi grabbed my head with both hands and started to moan in a mild and pleading tone. I continued fingering her pussy hard and licking her navel deep.

After a few seconds of intense fingering and navel licking, Shashi pulled my head back from her navel. With a heavy breath, she whispered, “I want sex right now. Let’s do it.” I pulled my finger out from her pussy. I grabbed her panty on either side of her waist and pulled it down her fleshy thighs.

Shashi stepped out of her panty and her inner petticoat that she let drop on the floor earlier. As I got up, we hugged and kissed each other. I rolled my arms around her buttocks, lifted her, brought her out of the toilet cabin and placed her on the marble slab between the washbasins.

Shashi spread her legs wide, allowing me to get between her legs. She sat with her upper body slanting backwards, exposing her pink flesh between her legs. I grabbed my hard dick, rubbed it over her wet pussy lips. My dick stuck onto her tiny wrinkled oval pussy hole.

I placed my hands over her sweaty waist. I penetrated my dick inside her pussy by both pushing my dick inside and pulling her closer to me to the edge of the slab. Shashi rolled her arms around my neck. We hugged each other tight.

I started fucking her by moving my waist, penetrating my dick deep inside her and pulling it back. I loved the feeling of her tight, sticky pussy flesh gripping my hard dick from all sides. We were literally bathing in sweat. Hugging her, pressing her big boobs hard over my chest, I continued drilling her pussy.

After the intimate and intense intercourse, I felt a strong tickling sensation running through the length of my dick. I was unable to control the heavy tickles. My legs were also trembling and losing balance. I started to moan, closing my eyes. Shashi quickly grabbed my face and kissed me, trying to mute my sound.

I loved the kiss as I splashed my cum deep inside her pussy. Both of us moved together in waves, kissing each other tight as I poured my cum inside her.
After I finished ejaculating, with a heavy breath, we slowly withdrew our lips from each other’s.

Drenched in sweat, we looked at each other with a broad smile. Placing her palms on my chest, she whispered, “I love you. I love you so much,” I replied, “Love you too, baby.” My dick became softer, shrunk in size and slowly oozed out of her pussy.

She pushed me back gently and casually looked at her watch. It was 5 minutes past 10 pm. Her face immediately turned tensed as she jumped down from the marble slab, saying, “Shit. It’s 10 pm. I’m very late.” She looked horrible as she checked her face in the mirror.

Her sindoor was washed away by her sweat. Her sticker bindi was nowhere to be found. She picked up her petticoat and wiped off the sweat all over her body. She took another bindi and the sindoor powder from her handbag and reapplied them on her forehead.

Only after seeing this I understood why she carried her handbag to the washroom. We started dressing up. Shashi asked me to wait inside for some time till she checked outside. She slowly peeped out of the washroom and stepped outside. I

n about a minute, she called me and said, “Security is fast asleep on his desk. You can come out whenever you want.” She had got 6 missed calls from her husband in the last 1 hour when we were fucking inside the washroom. I slowly stepped out of the ladies’ washroom and casually walked into the office space.

As I walked in, Shashi had already packed her bags and was walking out with some urgency. We looked at each other with a broad, satisfied smile. We passed each other, shaking hands and wishing each other Bye and Good Night. After three full years, we opened up to each other in all respects.

Just that, I lied to her regarding my ongoing casual relationship with my other colleague, Priyanka. I ended up in bed with Priyanka the very next day after my encounter with Shashi. Both me and Priyanka are fuck buddies. We meet quite regularly for sex and spend the evening and night together after office.

She is from Delhi and lives alone in Chennai. I am easily attracted to beautiful women. We both have mutual bodily requirements. We decided to get into a casual relationship almost three years ago. At the same time, I was equally attracted to Shashi. That is the reason I lied to her to get laid with her.

So, friends, this was my real-life sex experience with Shashikumari after a gap of 3 years. Please let me know your feedback on my story about doing kinky stuff with my hot senior colleague inside the office washroom. You could also write to me at my email id [email protected].