ab tak 42 - Autobiography of the Promiscuous Male

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Employee in Office: Ankita Sharma - Part II

In my cabin Ankita was sweating while my silence and some questions in heavy voice caused discomfort to her.

I searched for the no. of Harish in her phone and saved it in my phone. Ankita was devastated and she started crying silently. She folded her hands in front of me and pleaded me not to tell anything to her husband. I let her weep and plead for sometime and did not utter even a single word. More stressed the woman is, the lesser are her defenses.

After good 10-12 minutes or maybe more. I asked her to go wash her face and stop crying. I said, I need time to think what to do with her as her performance was also not upto the mark.

I thought of entering bathroom behind her and holding her there, but she bolted the door from inside. I didnot want to do anything in the cabin, as receptionist could walk in anytime. I decided to take her to the hideaway place of mine and Sanghmitra.

When she came back after spending considerable time in washroom, I told her I want to see her skills and take her to a clients place. She was in no position to say no. So, I and she went down sat in my car and drove off to my hideaway place. On the way she asked me some questions about the client and I gave vague replies to the same. I stopped the car in front of that flat and told her that I needed to pick some papers from that flat and asked her to accompany me. She was startled but she entered that flat behind me.

I immediately grabbed her on entering the flat. She once again started crying and asked me to leave her. I was anyways too horny and had thought that she would easily give me her pussy. But here she was crying and pleading with me and I kind of got angry and said, "Saali randi, baakiyo se chudhne mein koi porblem nahi hai, mujhe nahi degi" (Bloody Bitch, you are fucking the town but don't wanna fuck me) and I was grabbing her boobs and bums despite her resistances.

"Nahi Sir, Nahi Sir" was she pleading when I opened the buttons of her shirt and in the protest one of them actually broke. She cupped her face with hands and started crying and pushed her face in the wall. I started pulling her jeans. She got alarmed and said, "Sir, mere periods chal rahe hai." (Sir, I am in my periods).

"To wahan kya lund choosne ja rahi thi" (So were you going to suck your friend?) I asked her and pushed her towards the dining table. She was still weeping when I pulled down her jeans and seeing the pad in her panties revolved her and downed her panties. I pulled out my dick from my trousers and started teasing her asshole when she bent down on her elbows on the dining table.

I tried opening her legs but her Jeans was stuck in her feet. I had to get down on my knees to first remove her Sandals and then her jeans from one leg. Shapely tight jeans meant I had to work hard and her non-coperation made things difficult a bit.I slapped her bums a few times to make her co-operate.

Eventually, the jeans went off from one leg and I let it remain in the other leg, I spread her legs wide while she was standing and bending on the dining table and started teasing her asshole by my dick.

Suddenly she came back to life and said, "Sir, peeche nahi please... peeche nahi" (Sir not in the backhole, please not in the backhole)

But I pushed her down once again on the dining table and pushed my dick in her ass. Some pushing and some of my dick entered her asshole and she cried, "Uuuuiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii" "Sir peeche nahi" and she started thumping the dining table trying to get up. I slapped her bum and asked her to quiet down. I pulled a chair and asked her to place her foot on it and then started slow ramming half of my cock in her ass.

Crying of both shame and pain both she sobbed while I fucked her ass and delivered my load in her tight asshole in a shirt time. When I pulled out and she turned my side, I saw tears all over her face.
Within half an hour of entering that hideaway of ours, we were back in my car and I asked her about this guy and she told me that it was her old colleague and she thought they were in love and yes, she felt guilty of cheating her husband but the emotions overpowered her and moreover this guy was also very insistant that she continue fucking her.

Finally, I dropped her to a Metro Station and while she was getting down the car, I told her, I have still not made up my mind what to do with her. Shame was all written on her face and she did not know what to say. When she went away, I called her and told her that I expect her to be in office next morning and cut the phone.

She was very much in office the next day and on time too. I asked her to mail a quote to my political friend in UP. I had a word with him and told him the whole story and my friend played along and confirmed over email that we should come down for a meeting on next Monday at Lucknow. Ankita knew what was in store for her when I asked my receptionist to book tickets and hotel for me and Ankita in Lucknow. I forbade her to book return ticket as we may take more than two days.

Prospect of big business spurred my otherwise not so well wife and we spent next couple of days making PPTs and finetuning offer for the client and order which was not to come. However, Ankita was sullen.