How Shikha Seduced Me For Sex In Office

Naveen Sinha walked through the aisle of cubicles, having just returned from a meeting.

As he walked by Shikha Sinha cube, he noticed that not only was she still here but she appeared to be doing something odd. She had her cell phone in hand and her saree pulled up. Naveen paused and watched her place the phone between her knees and take a photo.

Wow, I would never have suspected Shikha of taking a photo up her saree , he thought.

Although Naveen was friends with Shikha he wouldn’t dare say anything, despite his mind going wild with what he had just witnessed. He couldn’t help but think about what that photo looked like. He could see the screen but was too far away to see the image.

As he returned to his desk, he felt himself become quite turned on, getting aroused as he dwelled on the fact of Shikha taking an up-skirt photo. A few moments went by, and his phone buzzed.

Naveen had a message from Shikha. It had been quite some time since the two had texted each other. And that was usually when a group of co-workers were meeting up for happy hour. Naveen’s brow furrowed, trying to figure out why she texted him. Maybe it was an accident.

Opening the message a photo appeared. It was Shikha’s up-saree. The flash had perfectly lit the space between her thighs to capture her black lace panties. However, something was out of place in the photo. Naveen could see her waist and part of her red blouse but, off to one side, he saw himself looking at the camera! His heart started to race. While seeing the photo had him very turned on, he now felt quite embarrassed, as if he he’d been caught doing something wrong. A second text message came from Shikha.

“I see you photo bombed me while I was sending a photo to my husband. I thought you might want to see it, instead of him.”

Embarrassed, Naveen replied by text, “Sorry, I just happened to be walking by. But love the black panties! Thanks for the pic.”

He continued to look at the photo. While her thighs were thick they were also toned and silky. He’d often walked behind her, staring at her ass. Hell, he’d even jerked off thinking about her before, but now his eyes were firmly fixed on her mound hidden behind the black lace.

As his manhood grew stiff in his slacks, another message arrived from Shikha . “I’m glad that you liked the pic. Would you like to see what’s under them?”

Before Naveen could respond, another message arrived. It was another photo. This time it was of Shikha’s desk and there, sitting next to her keyboard was what appeared to be the same black lace panties she had been wearing. “Now you know what they look like off of me.” It was followed by a winking smiley.

Naveen thought for a moment, staring at the intricate lace of Shikha’s panties. He contemplated his response. Finally sending, “Shouldn’t these be going to your husband?” He added a winking smiley.

He could hear the slight chuckle coming from Shikha’s cube, which was less than twenty yards away. Within seconds his phone buzzed with yet another text from Shikha. “But then I couldn’t tease you. I bet you’re still looking at the photos, you perv.”

His fingers flew, typing his reply. “You sent them to me. How could I not keep looking at them?” Naveen had no idea where this was going, but he definitely wanted it to continue.As soon as he had sent the reply, another photo showed up. This was a selfie of Shikha looking seductively as she bit on her index finger. With her blouse unbuttoned, the top of her breasts were exposed along with her matching lace bra.”Do you like my bra? It matches my panties. I’m not making you hard am I?”

Oh, he was definitely hard. The teasing was nearly unbearable. He wanted to walk over to her cube,push her over the desk, push up her saree, and push his manhood in. The problem, he was way too conservative for that and he was way too unsure of the situation. There was definitely no denying, though, that she was teasing him mercilessly. As he stared at the screen on his phone, Shikha texted again. “Taking a while for you to answer. I bet you’re rock hard, and it’s begging to get out. And I bet you’re dying to see under my saree again too.” Reading the text, Naveen moved his hand over his slacks to adjust his rigid manhood.

Finally, he sent a reply, “Love the bra! And yes, you do have me hard.”

He heard rustling noises coming from Shikha’s direction and a few footsteps but, on the carpeted floor, they sounded soft. His phone buzzed again.

“There is no-one else here on our floor. Why don’t you pull your dick out? You know you want to.”

Buzzing again, Naveen ‘s phone lit up, showing an image of Shikha with her blouse fully open. Her breasts were held firmly in her bra but the lace allowed a hint of the pinkish tones of Shikha s areola and nipples.

Naveen moved his hand over his manhood and began to rub on the outside of his slacks. He was far too nervous to pull it out right here in the office, even if it was just the two of them. However, he also couldn’t stand being this hard without relief.

Again Naveen’s mind wandered, thinking about how he could walk over to Shikha’s cubicle, unzip his slacks and lay out his dick right in front of her. He fantasized about how he wanted her to suck his dick right there in the office.He just couldn’t bring himself to to her, so he sat there rubbing his slacks. The fabric felt great along the sensitive skin of his shaft. He yearned for more, but lacked the confidence. What if she was just teasing? What if her husband found out?

After a couple of minutes of silence, Naveen received another text. “You gone quiet. Didn’t like seeing my full bra? Or maybe you did pull your dick out for me. Are you going to stroke it?”

Taking his hand off his crotch, William replied. “I very much like seeing it, seeing your nipples hiding behind the lace. Never thought you were so naughty! Do you want me to stroke it?”

A moment later more rustling sounds came from the way of Shikha’s cube. Shikha replied with, “So you haven’t taken it out yet, have you?”

Before Naveen could reply, he heard her heels walking in his direction. Shikha turned the corner to his cube, no unbuttoned blouse, no lifted saree, nothing out of place. A properly dressed Shikha caught him off guard. Maybe she was just teasing him, after all, he thought.

With a big smile on her face, Shikha looked down at Naveen’s crotch, “Oh look at that, you are hard.” His extended manhood was bulging in his slacks.

Sitting more upright, Naveen attempted to hide his arousal. Clearly she was just messing with him, and now she had won. He was extremely turned on, but hated being played for a fool as well.

“No, don’t hide it, I want to see it,” Shikha said in a soft voice as she slowly unbuttoned her blouse. “Pull it out and show me how big and hard you are, Naveen. I really do want to see it.”

Maybe she wasn’t teasing after all, Naveen thought as he watched her unbutton. Her smooth skin was intoxicating to him, as he watched her blouse open lower and lower.She swayed her slightly pear shaped body from side to side.

While leaving her blouse tucked, Shikha opened her blouse so that it framed her bra once more.

Biting her lower lip she pushed her breasts together. “Like it better in person?”

Lowing himself back down in his chair, Naveen nodded and his hand were back on the front of his slacks.

“Now just pull that big dick out for me. Or do I have to beg?” Shikha asked in a soft, sexy voice.

A war raged inside Naveen. This was the office, and she was married; but damn it she was hot, and he was fucking horny.

Opening her blouse a bit more, Shikha’s finger tips moved over her bra. Fingering the top edge as she gazed into Naveen’s eyes, she then pulled down her bra, exposing her already erect pink nipples. Pulling it further down, Shikha revealed her full tits.

“Oh, look Naveen, my nipples are already hard. Do you like my tits?” she asked. “Will you now pull out that big dick? I want to see how hard you are.”

A nuclear bomb went off inside of Naveen. the war was over and his cock had won. He looked up at Shikha’s tits as she played with her nipples and swayed her hips. “Fuck Shikha, I can’t say no to that,” he said and unbuckled his belt.

After unzipping and unbuttoning his slacks, Naveen pushed his dark grey boxer-briefs down,exposing himself to Shikha. With his boxers below his balls, he pulled up his dress as a bead of pre-cum emerged from the helmet of his manhood. The redness of his shaft indicated just how hard he was and how relieved he was to finally show Shikha just what she was doing to him.

“Mmm, is that for me?” Shikha asked as she again pushed her tits together.

With an intense look, Naveen said, “It is. You’re driving me absolutely crazy.”

“Well let’s fix that. I want not just crazy, I want you insane,” Shikha said, bending over so that Naveen got a better view of her breasts.

She stood up straight and spun around slowly in her black pumps. With her enticingly bubbled backside pushed out towards Naveen , she arched her back and looked over her shoulder and said, “Maybe you prefer this view.” The saree was tight around her waist. Shikha watched as Naveen’s eyes followed the shape of her ass. She knew she had him in her control, and Naveen knew it as well.

Turning back around, Shikha pushed out her exposed breasts while still standing in his cube’s entry. “Naveen, I want you to stroke your hard dick for me. After all, that is why I’m giving you this show. Will you do it, for me?”

He was entranced. Still with an intense look on his face, he firmly took his manhood in his left hand. Naveen used his thumb to push the precum from his head along his shaft.

“Mmhmm, that’s it. Get that dick nice and slick for me. Rub your fingers all over your shaft. Pretend it’s my tongue,” Shikha insisted.

William used his index finger to slide the precum all along his rod. He couldn’t help but think of the times he had mentally pictured this situation, and now she was in front of him, doing the things he had only imagined before.

“Oh yes, Naveen . That’s it, make it all slippery. Now take that hand of yours and stroke it up and down.” Shikha moved her hips side to side, almost wiggling with excitement. “Mmm you’re making me so wet,” she said and smoothed her hands over her saree. She pressed her hand down, pushing the fabric in between her legs, and it was obvious she enjoyed watching him.

Having finished spreading his pre-cum, Naveen took his cock in his hand again and slowly slid it down the length of his shaft. Pulling back up on his veiny cock, he looked at Shikha and said, “Is this what you want to see?”

Biting her lower lip, Shikha nodded as she pushed down on her saree in an attempt to rub herself. “Oh god yes, stroke it,” she said in delight. “Mmm, you know I left my panties over at my desk, otherwise I opened my saree and show you.”

Stroking his cock while staring at Shikha rubbing herself the best she could through the saree, William said, “Fuck the panties. Open your Saree.”

“Now Naveen , behave.” Shikha said with a devilish grin. “Would you like to see my pretty little pussy? I bet you would. I bet you’re thinking about it right now, how wet it is, and how much you want to stick that big dick of yours in it. Don’t you?”

“I do.” Naveen said, gliding his hand up and down his shaft. “I want to stroke my cock while you show me your pussy, Shikha.” He attempted to play along with the verbal game.

Smiling, Shikha started to open her saree and then petticoat… slowly. Her thighs exposed, she stopped. “Maybe I’ve put my panties back on, thinking you wouldn’t show me what I wanted to see.” She bent at the waist, leaning towards him, her tits hanging out in front of him.

Holding her hand out towards him, Naveen could see the glistening liquid on Shikha’s fingertips. This caused him to not only moan slightly but also to start stroking faster, knowing she was wet.

“Well, as you can see on my fingers, I’m quite wet,” Shikha said with delight at Naveen’s reaction. “I couldn’t put my panties back on. Seeing you in the background of that first photo, made me so incredibly turned on.”

Still exposing only her thighs, Shikha opened a drawer to Naveen’s desk. She firmly planted her right heel on top of the drawer. Her petticoat fully opened and they both moaned. Shikha dipped her head, looking down at her shaven pussy and said, “Oh my, is that my little pussy you can see? Do you like that?”

Stroking rapidly, Naveen was almost gasping when he said, “Fuck… yes.” His cock was extremely slick and making wet sounds each time his hand went up and down.

He couldn’t believe that Shikha was now standing in his cube with her tits out and showing him her pussy. With the stroking he was doing, and watching her every move, he couldn’t believe that he hadn’t shot his load already. Maybe it was the fact that he was so tensed up from the anticipation of seeing her, that his muscles were clinched so tight that he could probably stroke for hours.

Watching Naveen stroke, Shikha’s right hand moved over her thigh. “Do you like my heels?” she asked as she slid her right arm down her thigh and bent over till her hand reached her shoe. Just as Naveen’s eyes followed her hand, she said, “I think you do, but probably not as much as this.”

With that, she slowly let her fingertips glide up her calf to her knee, then to her inner thigh before stopping within an inch of her bare lips. “Should I? Should I let you watch me play with myself?” she asked in a seductive voice.

Before Naveen could reply, Shikha’s fingers found her wet lips. Her middle finger pushed between them and she started rubbing herself.At this sight, Naveen’s cock throbbed as he stroked ever faster. He bit his lower lip, just before saying, “Fuck Shikha, I want in you.”

“Oh you like that? You like seeing my pussy? Mmm, and now you want to put your big dick in me don’t you? I bet you want to fuck my pussy right here on your desk, you naughty man.”

With his brow furrowed, Naveen intensely looked into Shikha’s eyes as she uttered the words, “fuck my pussy right here on your desk” and nodded as if he was too focused to speak. He looked at her erect nipples, then down the rest of her open blouse. He watched her hand rubbing slowly, encouraging him to continue.

Shikha smiled, watching her prey, seemingly knowing she could ask him to do anything at this moment and he would do it. While she was married, she also knew what she was doing and that was getting her co-worker to cum just for her, and it was written all over her face.

In a single motion, Shikha’s hand moved to the panty and she removed it and fell to the floor and she promptly stepped out of it. Shikha’s ample ass clearly delighted Naveen. He moaned, breathing heavily, and his hand still stroked his rigid manhood.

Shikha’s blouse was mostly unbuttoned as she spun in her heels and seductively stepped towards him. She motioned him to put his legs together as she spread her legs to straddle his thighs.

Naveen’s pulse quickened as she moved closer. He held his cock in place and couldn’t help but think,

‘Is she going to let me fuck her. Fuck I hope so.’ He wanted in her more than anything at this moment, and he blurted, “Fuck! Please sit on my cock.”

As she moved further and further up his legs while still standing, her legs grew further and further apart. She stopped just before her womanhood hovered above his hard cock, as if to tease him further. With her left hand supporting her arched lower back, her right hand went to her pussy. Shikha looked down and bluntly asked, “Did I say you could stop stroking your dick?”

Pushing his pelvis up, Naveen tried to reach Shikha’s pussy with his cock, but each time she would pull back. This tease motion was done several times. Shikha moved away each time and rubbed her pussy lips.And, each time, Naveen would tug on his cock a couple of times before pushing himself up towards her crotch. Shikha said ” Control yourself.

“But I desperately need to feel your pussy wrapped around my cock. Look how fucking hard I am,” Naveen said desperately voice as his pulse raced and breathing labored.

Not so much as teasing now as pleasuring herself, Shikha pushed her index and middle finger between her lips and deep into her pussy. Her mouth gaped open at the pleasure. Her eyes widen as she looked down at Navveen’s hard cock below her and said, “Oh fuck, … I love hearing that. I love hearing you want to put that big dick of yours in me.”

Smiling again as she fingered herself, Shikha said, “You want me to just sit right down on your dick and ride you? Don’t you Naveen?”

Without waiting for an answer, Shikha’s breathing became quicker as she started fingering her pussy faster in rhythm with Naveen’s stroking. As he quickened, she did as well.

“I bet you would love for me to just start bouncing on your dick. My tits would be bouncing all in your face. I bet you would love that,” Shikha said. It was less of a tease and sounded more like her own desire as well.

Naveen had difficulty containing himself. He wanted to pull her down on his cock and fuck her. He wanted to bang his co-worker so bad but he held back.

“Just think about my pussy pushing down on your dick each time you stroke for me,” Shikha said.

Suddenly she straightened up from fingering. “Get your phone and take a video of me fingering my pussy for you. I want you to take it home and jerk off to it.”

It was an excellent idea, Naveen thought, as he reached for his phone. Letting go of his cock, he tried his best to not get pre-cum all over his phone, but it was almost an impossible task. Regardless, he put his phone in video mode and started recording as Shikha played.

Through the screen of his phone, he watched as Shikha’s fingers slid in and out of her wetness, just inches from his own cock, that he was sure to get in the frame as well. He panned the phone up to Shikha’s open blouse and exposed tits as she moaned for the video.

Looking directly at his phone, Shikha said in a seductive voice through her excited breathing, “William, I hope you ’ re stroking that big dick for me again. Just look how wet you have my pussy. Mmm, I love fingering myself for you.”

She continued to moan, not just for the video but because she had started fingering herself even faster.”Oh Naveen! Jerk off for me, please!”

Naveen , trying to get all of Shikha in the frame, really wished he had someone to hold the phone for him. He held the phone in his right hand while his left returned to his hard cock that was still oozing pre-cum.

Shikha shuddered, saying, “Oh yes, Naveen … fuck, this is so hot!”

She fingered herself, occasionally moving her other hand down to rub her clit. Shikha watched Naveen stroke himself causing her breathing to increase. Naveen could see her desire in her face as it moved from pleasure to intensity and also in her writhing body as well. She seemingly kept moving closer and closer to his manhood, and it was driving him wild.

“Oh fuck!” Shikha yelled as she bent at the waist, practically putting her tits right in Naveen’s face. The sound of her fingers going deep into her pussy and back out was quite noisy, intensifying as she bent over. “Oh fuck Naveen, I need your dick.”

As Shikha bent over, the head of his cock brushed against the bottom of her open blouse. This nearly caused Naveen to cum, but he resisted by letting go of his manhood more as a reaction to her tits being in his face. His hand instinctively went to help hold the phone, which was recording everything from her sex exuding body to her dirty words.

Responding to her need, Naveen said more aggressively than he had intended, “Take it then. Take my cock.”

“Mmm yes!” Shikha declared and,stopped rubbing her her clit. She grabbed Naveen’s veiny slick cock and let out a huge sigh.”Fuck Naveen your dick is so thick. I love the feel of it in my hand.”

Naveen’s body tensed and he let out his own gasp and moan as Shikha took his cock in her hand.

He wanted to shoot his load right there and then, as his eyes closed, but he held on. Her silky handsfelt incredible gliding along his shaft. Eventually opening his eyes he watched her stroking him and fingering her pussy.

If the office wasn’t empty the entire floor would have heard Shikha moaning and Naveen’s labored breathing. The squeak of Naveen’s chair as his hips moved with Shikha’s stroking blended in perfectly.

“I can’t believe how much stamina you have,” Shikha said.

“Right now I just want to keep hard till you cum. Just keep stroking my cock like that and I’m sure I’ll cum hard,” Naveen said as he stared into her eyes.

Shikha tugged and played with his cock. She showed amazing dexterity in her talent of stroking and fingering at the same time, all the while hovering over him. However, it was obvious that her legs were weakening and her breathing became labored. Surely orgasm was imminent.

Slowing for a moment, she told Naveen, “ I want you to focus the phone on me stroking you dick. I want you to remember what I’m about to do.”

He had difficultly doing as asked because most of his attention was concentrated on trying not to cum. With what focus he could spare he held the phone so that his cock took up most of the screen.

“Mmm. I bet you still want me to ride your dick. Bounce up and down on you…” Shikha said trailing off for a moment then, “Oh fuck… I need you in me now.”

She quickly moved forward and lowered herself down slowly, so the head of Naveen’s cock pressed against her pussy lips. She hovered there, not letting his cock in, holding it in place while she fingered her enlarged clit.

“Ohhh… yes! I can feel your head against me,” Shikha exclaimed before asking, “Are you getting this?” She took his head and rubbed it against her pussy, up and down the length of her lips, even rubbing her clit with it.

“Fuck Shikha, put it in. I want to fuck you so bad,” Naveen begged.

“Oh, by the way, this never happened and that video you have is only, for you,” Shikha said in a calm voice, and winked before she walked away.

Naveen pressed the stop button on the phone, put it to one side, and proceeded to pull up his underwear over his spent cock. Who would ever believe this happened? But he didn’t plan to ever tell anyone. Mostly, he hoped that it would happen again.

From that day, Naveen always had an extra bright smile for Shikha in the hallways.