Torrid Affair With A Handsome Colleague – Part 1

This is a real-life story of a couple, Kartik and Sheela. Married for more than 15 years. Kartik was about 45 years Sheela 3 years younger at 42 years. They had 2 small school going kids. They were a normal middle-class conservative family with both working and chipping to run the family.

15 years of marriage does bring in a bit of monotony and boredom. Sheela was working for an MNC in customer service. Kartik was in a private company in sales traveling all over the country and overseas. They had a normal sex life. If one calls having sex once in a week or once in a month normal then they were a normal couple.

Kartik trusted Sheela immensely and he too was fully loyal to her. In the looks department, he was just an average guy tall about 5’10” and lanky. But nice and caring. Sheela, on the other hand, was an earthy beauty about 5’6” in height and medium built.

She had the sexiest ass bulky and her figure was 34-36-42. Small firm b cup boobs with super sensitive nipples. Like most married ladies she had a paunch about 4 inch protruding. But it looked sexy when she used to wear sarees below the navel. She had a very sexy and deep navel.

Sheela was an outgoing lady with a friendly nature. At work, she was helpful and made friends with everyone. Of late, Kartik used to travel a lot and work and home pressures were getting their toll on the couple’s personal life and sex life. Sex was just a few minutes thrusting once in a blue moon.

If lucky twice a month that too taking care that the kids don’t wake up. Never in his wild dreams, Kartik thought that his sexy but loyal wife would betray his trust by having an extramarital affair. Sheela had many colleagues and she was friendly with all of them of both sexes.

They all used to have food in the canteen and chit chat. For Sheela, her office was the place to unwind and come out of the mundane daily routine. She never used to miss her work. Palash was her colleague and had been transferred to Sheela’s office a year back.

He too was part of Sheela’s department, though their work profiles were different. Workwise they never had any chance to interact except for the customary ‘hellos’ and ‘hi’s. Palash was a software engineer and was deputed to Sheela’s office as project manager for new system development.

He had been eyeing Sheela from the day he had joined and wanted to get friendly with her. But owing to different profiles they just ended up with hellos. It all happened one day when Sheela had a small fight with her husband and was a bit low.

Palash just smiled at her. Sheela returned the smile with a hi and went to her cubicle. Palash required some data from Sheela’s department. He also required the conference room which Sheela used to allocate as she used to handle the admin too.

“Sheelaji!”

“Yes, Mr. Palash.”

“Can you allot the conference room 2 for the afternoon vendor meet? And also send me the data of xyz vendor.”

Sheela told him to wait and then just before lunch gave Palash the data after allotting the room. As she was late for lunch all her colleagues had finished theirs. Sheela was alone when Palash came to the canteen.

“Can I join you Sheelaji. Oh Mr. Palash, please no problem. And Mr. Palash its Sheela, not Sheelaji.”

“Then call me Palash.”

“Ok,” Sheela said.

He joined her for lunch. He said, “Today my wife was not feeling well and hence have to eat this stupid canteen food.” Sheela said Palash you can share my lunch. So saying they had lunch together amid small talks of their work and personal life.

Palash was about 35 years of age. Height same as Sheela 5’6” fair and healthy built slightly stocky. But with an affable humourous nature. He had one child studying in nursery. Post lunch Palash got busy with the meeting and Sheela with her regular work.

It was about 5 in the evening and Sheela was just packing up for the day when Palash came to her cubicle. “Thanks, Sheela for the data. The meeting went off well.”

“Its ok Palash, no need to thank me. It’s part of my job,” so saying Sheela picked up her back to leave. Palash called out, “Sheela if you don’t mind can I have your number as I may require to check for the rooms for next weeks meeting.”

Sheela obliged and gave her mobile number. Next morning she had a WhatsApp message from a new number wishing good morning. Sheela wished back with a question mark. Palash replied, “It’s me, Palash. You didn’t take my number yesterday.” They exchanged customary greetings and said catch you at work.

Days passed and both exchanged WhatsApp messages and forwards. It was a Friday when Palash sent a message to Sheela. “Like to join me for ice cream?” It was early June and the weather was still hot. Sheela declined, stating work and Palash didn’t pursue.

Days and a couple of months of intermittent chats and messages, lives were going on nicely. Somewhere in late August, Sheela’s company got into re-structuring and many were going to be laid off. This caused tension to all employees including Sheela. Many were always on tenterhooks.

During this time, Sheela was also low. Palash sent a message late evening to Sheela and requested whether he can call her. She obliged and they got into chatting all and sundry. This was the beginning of a new buddyship for Sheela. She enjoyed talking to Palash.

Slowly Palash started sending non-veg and adult jokes, photos and small videos to Sheela. She also did not take offense and many times their chats used to get the double meaning. Palash did not stop pursuing Sheela as he now knew more about her life. He felt she could be an easy lay and he was not wrong.

Sheela for all the peaceful life she had was getting into something more sinister. But the secrecy, the secret talks and having someone after her despite her being in the early forties was making Sheela bold and adventurous. If Palash did not call for a day she used to get restless and call him or text time.

Palash knew he had a milf now eating away from his palms and used to take time to revert back giving various excuses. Some days they used to call each other 5 or 6 times. Sheela started becoming possessive about her phone. She never used to leave the phone unguarded at home.

On days when Palash was evasive with no calls, she used to get irritable. Her irritation became evident to Kartik. But he felt it was the tension in professional life. He didn’t bother much. Their arguments used to be more regular now with Sheela finding faults with Kartik.

Their sex life was getting hit. Even once a month was now a bonus for Kartik. Sheela used to get headaches. Kartik was a horny guy asking sex and Sheela sometimes used to oblige. The chats and calls with Palash were regular and Sheela used to get a kick out of this.

She never thought it was wrong. But slowly and steadily she was getting into an emotional affair with Palash. She herself was not aware of this strong developing bond which could potentially damage her married life. She started disliking Kartik and all his actions, making comments on his lifestyle or arguing about in-laws, etc.

Kartik was oblivious to this fact about Sheela and her emotional disconnect with him. But he felt she was only raking up the past and picking fights with him. Making Kartik miserable was Sheela’s way of hiding her emotional connect with Palash.

He, as usual, would keep asking her out for lunch, dinner, ice cream. Sheela used to always refuse giving one excuse or the other. It was her way of making Palash run after her with more vigor.

One day it was a Friday and Sheela had some pending work to be completed and got a bit late. It was almost 6 in the evening. She was just closing her desktop when Palash came.

“Sheela, you still there?”

“Ha yaar thoda kaam aa gaya. Just nikal rahi hoon.”

“Drop karun?” Palash asked. Sheela said, “No yaar why unnecessary trouble.” Palash said, “No problem. You stay just about a couple of kilometers from my home. It would be a pleasure to drop you.”

Palash used to stay in the same suburb as Sheela. He also had another flat rented out close to the area Sheela stayed. He frequently requested Sheela to help out with contact numbers of plumbers, electricians, etc and Sheela used to oblige. Palash used to drive to work every day.

“Chal yaar drop karta hoon,” Palash again asked. This time Sheela agreed. Palash had a black sedan and Sheela sat on the co-driver seat and Palash started the car. They were just talking about work. That day Sheela had worn her usual salwar and leggings.

While changing gears Palash backhand used to hit her thighs which Sheela did not mind. They were chatting and Sheela commented, “Yaar you do drive well, Palash.”

“Yes, have been driving for 15 years now. By the way, I drive other things also very well,” Palash said. Sheela laughed, understanding the double entendre. “You know driving different vehicles mein maza bahut aata hain. Same gadi chala ke bore ho gaya hoon.” Sheela laughed and said then buy a new car.

Palash laughed and said, “New car is expensive, agar koi dost apni car chalane de then it’s ok.” He said it with a cunning smirk and Sheela just smiled and said, “Evil mind. Drop me near the highway, Palash. I shall cross and walk down.” Palash said, “Nahi yaar shall drop you at your housing complex. Kyun problem hain kya?”

“Nahi, koi dekhega tho kya sochega?” Sheela asked. Palash said, “Come on just drop kar raha hoon.” So Palash dropped her and Sheela went home saying bye to Palash. Their WhatsApp chats and Palash’s offers of ice cream and lunch and movies went on.

Though Sheela was enjoying this flirting she used to refuse all these outings. Then one day Palash came over to Sheela’s cubicle and said, “Chal yaar lets have some ice cream.” It was an unusually cold day and the office ac was also full.

Sheela was feeling the chill and for some reason, she retorted, “Thandi mein agar hot ice cream khaye toh matlab hain.” Palash got all wide-eyed and said, “Fine, hot ice cream khate hain.” Sheela said, “Just joking yaar not today. I am actually thinking of going home, have a slight headache.”

Palash said, “In fact, I am leaving early today. Chal I will drop you.” It was just after lunch time around 1.30. Sheela said, “It’s too early I will leave by 4.00 pm.”

“Kya Sheela, chal na kalti marte hain. Let’s do some time pass.”

She agreed and said, “Ok you go, and I will join you from the signal.” Palash waited for Sheela at the road signal for almost 20 minutes and had called her twice. She just said, “I am coming,” and then he saw her waiting to cross the road to join him.

Today she was looking really hot and sexy. Wearing beige color jeans and a maroon shirt. She walked over and sat in the co-driver seat. Palash started the car hitting her thighs slightly while changing gears. They were at the next signal when Palash said, “Sheela, why don’t you drop at my house for hot coffee?”

Sheela that day was in a different mindset. She had her issues with hubby. They were not talking to each other due to some silly argument. Thinking about that Sheela didn’t want to go home so early she said ok. Palash drove and took the signal before Sheela’s home and reached his housing complex.

They boarded the lift and reached the 7th floor. Palash removed the keys and Sheela said, “Hey, no one at home or what. You did not tell me.” He said, “No yaar, had I told you would have refused.” So saying he opened the door and gestured Sheela to come in.

Sheela said, “Ok, Palash, I have agreed to come. But don’t get any ideas.” “What?” Palash asked, “What exactly do you mean, Sheela?”

Sheela had taken the next step towards an extra marital affair. What happens next? That will be in the next part.