Sex With MILF At Office

Hello Friends. This is Vittal. I am 28 years old.

I’m here to share with you my real-life sexual encounter with my senior colleague, Meena. To give a brief background, Meena is 31 years old with light brown skin. She has solid, broad arms with a 36C bust. She looks quite beautiful.

Actually, her features attracted me right on day 1 when I joined the office in June 2021. But I had just come out of a breakup with my ex. I was not really looking for a commitment at that point in time.

As we started talking in the office, I learned that she is already married with a one-year-old daughter, who is now three years old.

However, I could not control myself from rushing to the washroom at the office every day to masturbate thinking of her. Her juicy arms and the view of her boobs pushing the kurti to the front make my dick push my pant to the front. But I was getting more and more desperate as days passed by.

Meena and I sit beside each other with a gap of about 5-6 feet. My seat is straight in front of the main door, but Meena’s seat is behind our boss’s cabin. She literally hides behind the cabin wall so that her seat is not visible to people from outside.

I was not looking for another serious relationship. But I was desperate for some physical intimacy. I tried using a couple of dating apps and managed to get a few one-night stand offers in the app. Still, I was not satisfied as it missed the emotional connection.

About one year after I joined, I noticed Meena to be in an off mood quite often. But whenever I enquired, she used to giggle and shy away, saying, “It’s nothing.” I also felt it was a family problem and left it there. But in July 2023, I noticed her crying sitting at her desk.

I forced her to come with me to a coffee shop and asked her to speak out. She told me about her issues with her husband. He does not have proper work, and she is not happy with him in their married life. I did not realize what she meant and asked her, “In which way are you not happy with him?”

She gave an awkward smile and said, “You can understand when I say I’m not happy with married life, right? Every woman, just like men, will have bodily requirements. He does not support the family financially, nor does he satisfy me otherwise.”

I understood that Meena is craving for some physical relationship. For a moment, I got excited thinking I could fill in that space. But then I told myself that she could mistake it big time. Meena had settled in Pune for the last 20 years. But she was from a Tier 2 town and even today looks very orthodox.

I started beating around the bush in the name of consoling her. I said, “Time will heal, everything will be fine, etc.” But I needed to give her a message at some point in time and see if she would also be interested. We both have one common requirement ‘physical intimacy.’

She was not keen to talk about her issues in the office, so we used to discuss them when we got some time alone and after office hours when others had left. It became a regular affair that we started staying back in the office until 7:30-8 p.m. Days and weeks passed, and she kept cribbing about the same situation at home.

On 15th September 2023, I slowly started to suggest she download a dating app and find new people. She asked, “You mean extramarital affair? No Thanks. I do not want any complications in my already sucking life.”

I quickly toned it down and said, “If not for casual flings, you will also get to know people there for friendship.” She still turned it down, saying, “For that, my husband should trust me that I downloaded the app just to find friends. No, not required.”

I sarcastically replied to her, “Then you need to find someone in person only to at least satisfy and relieve yourself.” Meena asked, “Do you mean I should randomly go to some unknown person and say that my life sucks and I want to have sex with you?”

I chuckled and said, “No one would say it that openly. That too, I’m surprised that you have spoken such explicitly even with me.” She nodded her head with a tight lip and said, “Yes, now that you know my situation from the past few months, I need someone to spill out my agony, right?”

I thought this was my chance and immediately responded by saying, “That’s exactly what I meant when I said you need to find someone in person.” Meena looked at me for a second and, with a loud giggle. She said, “OK, stop. I don’t want to talk further on this.” Saying that she started packing her bag.

I quickly asked her, “So, you don’t want to talk further on this today or forever?” Meena got up from her seat. She passed me to step out of the office. She said, “I don’t think too much about the future. Bye for today,” and left the office.

As she left, I felt happy thinking that she understood that I was hitting at her. But she did not get angry. For the next few weeks, we started getting more personal, especially on weekends, when we used to chat all day. I continued hitting at her whenever I got an opportunity.

Meena received it well instead of objecting to it. It gave me hope to get closer to her and even fuck her someday to end my 2.5-year sex drought. After about 20 days, on 6th October 2023, from the time I entered the office, Meena continuously smiled at me.

She was wearing a pink kurti and a black pyjama. I was in a normal black T-shirt and blue jeans. It was a Friday. I was so anxious looking at her facial expressions that day. I eagerly waited for the other 5 staff to leave. I could check with her on why she was gazing and smiling at me so much.

I had an inner feeling that she was interested in what I hinted to her last evening. Our boss left the office at 3 pm. Slowly, the staff also started leaving one by one right from 5:30 pm. I was getting so desperate with every passing second. The last guy left at about 6:20 pm.

Just as he walked out of the office, I quickly walked across behind our boss’s cabin to Meena’s seat. I sat on the edge of the desk just beside the chair where she was seated. She looked up at me, raised her eyebrows and asked, “What?” I looked at her and said, “You seem to be so happy today. What’s the matter?”

Instead of answering, she put a question back, “Is that so?” I said, “Yes, I could see it in your face. What is it?” Meena giggled and said, “I thought a lot about you and what you said about 20 days back. On finding someone in person to relieve myself.”

I asked her, “So, you have found the person, is it?” She blushed and said, “You tell me?” I said, “That’s what I feel, the way you continuously smile. Who is it?” She stared at me and placed her hand on my thighs. She asked, “So, you have not understood? You still want to beat around the bush, don’t you?”

I got super excited hearing her and feeling her for the first time. We have never even shaken hands before this. Pretending to be unaware, I told her, “Now, you are giving me some nervous excitement.” Meena quickly took her hand from my thighs, grabbed my T-shirt over my chest and pulled me down closer to her.

With our noses almost rubbing against each other, she asked, “Nervous? So, you have guts only to speak?” Both of us were rolling our eyeballs up and down each other’s faces, from our eyes to lips. Wasting no time, I jammed my lips on her lower lips.

Meena responded by opening her lips wide, and in no time, we started kissing. She grabbed my back neck. I tucked my palms into her underarms, lifted her from the seat, stood up myself, and hugged her tight. We continued kissing sloppily. We kissed passionately for some time.

I then rolled my arms around her buttocks, lifted her, and placed her on her desk. Meena spread her legs and allowed me to step in between them. She rolled her broad arms around my neck. I grabbed her waist as we continued to suck each other’s lips sensually.

After a few seconds of sensual lip-lock, I tried to pull her kurti up in anxiety to see and feel her boobs. Meena quickly pulled her lips out from mine and stopped me from taking off her kurti. “Wait, wait. Not here. What if anyone enters the office?”

Controlling my emotions, I said, “OK. Then, we’ll go to some other place.” She asked, “Where?” I said, “I’ll book a room. We can spend some time and leave home. Anyways, we start only around 8 pm from the office every day.”

She again gave a smile and nodded her head, signaling, “OK.”

We booked a couple of friendly hotel rooms through an app just a couple of streets away from our office. We quickly packed up and left the office at 6:40 pm. As the lift came down, she said, “I’ll inform the security to lock the office and wait in the back street. Pick me up from there.”

As it is almost a 3-year practice of calling her madam, I replied, saying, “OK, madam.” Meena stopped 2 steps after getting out of the lift, turned back and said, “Don’t call me madam anymore. Not at least when others are not around.” I gave a salute and moved on to the parking lot to take my bike.

I drove to the back street, picked Meena up and drove to the hotel 2 streets away from our office. As we reached the hotel, I showed the online booking at the reception. Meena stood a few steps behind me. The receptionist lady asked for ID/address proof. Looking at my address, she asked, “Sir, this is a local ID.”

I said, “Yes,” and without saying a word more, I requested her to give the key with facial expressions and hand gestures. She wanted to ensure that the hotel would not get into any trouble. In a whispering tone, she pointed her eyes at Meena and asked, “Who is she?” I replied in a single word, “Colleague.”

The receptionist quickly put her head down, controlling an awkward smile on her face. She took a print of my ID, asked me to sign it and gave me the room key. We got a room on the 3rd floor. As we got on to the lift, Meena asked me, “Did the receptionist doubt us?”

I told myself that the receptionist was aware of why we were there. But I replied to Meena, saying, “No. She was clarifying as I gave a local ID but then agreed. She did not seem to have any doubts.”

We got room no. 306 on the 3rd floor. The room had a narrow passage from the door and a bed on the right in the broader space after the passage. There was a TV on the wall right opposite the bed. Besides the TV, there was a couch, and further, besides the couch, there was a computer table and chair against the wall.

I quickly latched the door from inside. As I turned around, Meena got in and dropped her bag on the couch. I went inside the room in desperation, dropped my bag on the floor and walked towards Meena. I got close to her. We both looked at each other with some desperation.

Meena quickly pulled me closer. I grabbed her and rolled my hands around her fleshy waist. Meena rolled her arms around my neck. In no time, we jammed our lips over each other’s. Both of us started kissing sloppily, sucking each other’s lips.

I very badly wanted to taste her flesh between her legs. It’s more than 2 years since I experienced it. We continued to kiss deeply. I slowly pushed her behind the computer table at the end of the room. As we reached the table, I quickly moved the chair and pushed it behind me.

I then lifted Meena and placed her on the desk. Meena withdrew her lips from mine as she sat on the desk. We breathed a little heavily. She placed her hands on my shoulder. Taking her breath back, she pulled my T-shirt up. I helped her by removing my T-shirt and inner vest.

She bent down, kissed my upper body and sucked my nipples. Meena slowly unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans as she sucked my nipples. I started to get hornier with every passing second. I then quickly pulled her kurti up.

Meena withdrew her mouth from my nipples, raised her hand and allowed me to take off her kurti. I removed her kurti and slipped it behind on the couch. I noticed her dark-shaven underarms. Though she was not fair, there was a contrast between her light brown skin tone and her grey underarms.

Meena was wearing a black bra. Her fat nipples were visible at the centre of the bra cups, pushing her bra to the front. I lifted her, carried her to the bed and dropped her on the bed. I pulled out the blanket tucked into the bed. Meena lay down on the bed on her sides, looking at me with a smile.

I pulled my jeans and underwear down together, removed them and dropped them on the floor. Meena gave a surprised look with her eyelids enlarged. She said, “Oh, I did not expect that.” I asked her sarcastically, “Why? You expected a pussy between my legs?”

She giggled and said, “No, not that. You got yourself nude in front of me in a flash. I’m a little shy to show my body to someone I have never touched, not even a handshake.” I got on the bed, slept beside her and put my hands over her fleshy waist.

I said, “We are just not married. However, we are as good as husband and wife. Nothing to hide and no limits between us.” Meena smiled at me, nodding her head in agreement. I slowly pulled the thread, untying the knot of her pyjama. I tucked my hand into her loosened pyjama and placed my hand over her panty.

Meena hugged me and kissed me on my cheeks. I slowly pushed her pyjama down her thighs. By hugging her, I pushed her pyjama further down with my legs. Meena did the final part of getting rid of her pyjamas. With just her bra and panty, we hugged each other and started cuddling on the bed.

We kissed each other’s face and body randomly and rolled over each other on the bed. After some intense cuddling, Meena got over me and started to kiss my cheek. I rubbed her lips over mine and went down, kissing my shoulder and upper body.

I quietly unhooked her bra and pulled the bra strap down her shoulders. She was busy kissing my body and sucking my nipples. She pulled her hands out of her bra strap as I slid them down her hands, leaving them on my belly. I took the bra from my belly and dropped it beside us on the bed.

Meena lay over me, pressing her big spongy boobs over my chest. She continued to kiss my shoulders and neck randomly. As she came up, I grabbed the hair on her head and jammed my lips over hers. I slowly rolled her over and got on top of her.

With one hand underneath her head, I grabbed her big soft boobs with the other hand. I continued to kiss her sloppily, squeezing her boobs hard. After a few seconds of sloppy kissing, I locked her hands wide across the bed. I slowly went down, kissing her jaws, her neck, her shoulders and her broad arms.

I came back kissing and licking her rough moist broad underarms, the side of her bust and stopped at her boobs. Her boobs looked like a half-cut musk melon. I grabbed her big soft boobs, rolled my tongue over her dark brown nipples and licked her fat hard nipples.

I then engulfed her nipples in my mouth and slowly sucked her fat nipples. Squeezing her boobs, I continued sucking her nipples for a while. Meena kept moaning gently, placing one hand on my head and the other hand on my shoulder. Sucking her nipples hard, I slowly lowered my hand.

I rubbed her belly, fingered her navel and slowly dug my hand into her black panty. I had to go through a forest inside her panty before I could sneak my hand between her legs. I tried to squeeze my hand between her legs. Meena slowly spread her legs for me, allowing me to put my hand on her pussy.

I rubbed her pussy lips by continuing to suck her nipples. As I rubbed her pussy, my middle finger got stuck at the tip of her tiny pussy hole. Without waiting a second, I dipped my finger into her pussy. Meena moaned a little loud, closing her eyes as I penetrated my finger.

I started fingering her pussy, digging my middle finger deep inside her tight and wet pussy. With my middle finger deep inside her pussy, I slowly withdrew my mouth from her boobs. I dipped my forefinger as well inside her pussy. I continued fingering her pussy deep and hard.

Meena held the pillow on either side of her head tight and started moaning louder with a shrunk face. I dug my second finger also deep inside her pussy. Her moaning made my lust hit the roof. After fingering intensely for some time, I pulled my fingers out of her pussy.

I got up on my knees and got between her legs. I grabbed her panty on either side of her waist, pulled it down her fleshy thighs, removed it and slipped it beside her on the bed. I slowly crawled over her body. Lying right over her with my face just above her face, we glanced at each other with a smile.

Meena nodded her head up, asking, “What?” I sarcastically asked her, “May I come in?” She chuckled and said, “With pleasure.” I replied sarcastically