Hi friends. I am back with another Indian sex story of mine. A small background about me. This is ajay from Bangalore 5’11”. This is my 2nd story on this site. I am writing This incident happened very recently.
I am a normal looking guy working in Bangalore. This time I am here to describe one of my recent experience with a girl who joined my company recently. Her name is Usha. She is basically from Mangalore. But She did her studies in Bangalore.
Initially, I didn’t have much interaction with her. She used to wear modern dresses. But never expose her body beyond a certain level. As like any new joiner she had a lot of problems. Somehow she couldn’t gel well with her team and boss. Slowly we started interacting and becoming close.
But, not beyond the limit. I didn’t want to do anything kinky in the office as it may damage my image and career. So, both of us were maintaining our limits. I forgot to describe her. She is 24 years old . She is one of the hottest girls in our office. She has everything in perfect size.
Many people got jealous of me because I am close to her. She used to share all her problems with his boss. I used to console her. As I have good experience in corporate, I used to counsel her. I escalated the issue to the head of our unit. So, somehow her problems came down and she was a little relieved.
She came to know that I escalated to a higher level. She thanked me a lot. We became close friends and started sharing every small thing. Over a period of time, she got her confirmation. She was super happy that day. She came from the boss’s room to me directly and hugged and thanked me.
My boner became hard with the hug. That was the first time she hugged, that too with a lot of tightness that I could feel her boobs. I simply asked her for a treat if she will take me to some restaurant. To my surprise, she invited me to her flat during that weekend for lunch.
She is staying with one of her friends in a flat. I thought she just invited for courtesy. But, I realized on Friday evening that she is serious. She said, “You can come either tomorrow or Sunday. My roommate has gone to native. As per your convenience, you can come. But please inform me in advance, so that I can prepare well.”
I messaged her in the night that, I will come for lunch on Saturday. She asked me to come a little early so that we can cook together. To be frank, I didn’t think anything kinky at that moment. After reaching her apartment by around 11 in the morning, I called her. She came to the entrance and took me to her flat.
She came in shorts and a tight t-shirt. I was stunned to see her thighs and tight tits. I brought her chocolate. She asked me to relax on the couch and went in to bring some water. She came and sat beside me as that was the only couch in the living room.
We were talking all nonsense – office stuff, about movies, politics and what not. During the time she sat on the floor and put her hand on my knee. Her right boobs were kept on brushing on my leg and she didn’t bother at all. As I was on the couch I could see her cleavage clearly.
My boner was becoming tighter and I was not comfortable. Suddenly, she asked me why don’t you change your dress? I was not carrying any clothes as the plan was only lunch. So, I casually said, “I need to wear your shorts as I don’t have anything here.”
She immediately said, “You can very well wear my shorts. No one is going to come and you don’t need to go out with the shorts, that’s fine to wear.” With hesitation, I changed to her shorts which is like a boxer. She laughed at me by seeing me in her shorts.
She also changed to some other sleeveless t-shirt which is loose and free. With the short and this top, I could see her cleavage fully and even her bra. she was stunning beauty in that attire. As I am in shorts, my erection was very much visible. I came and sat next to her on the floor.
We decided to watch a movie on Amazon Prime. I told not to cook, instead, we can order some good food. She agreed, and she said we can have some drinks. I was a little shocked as I never thought she drinks. I started believing that something kinky is going to happen.
