Adultery The Things You Do For Family by shiprat

[Ramesh_Rocky]

He then got on his knees next to the swivel chair. His grubby hairy fingers reached for my neck and started unbuttoning my shirt. My white bra slowly came into view as each button gave way. He left the bottom two buttons alone and put his hands on my boobs.

"I can't tell you how many times I have jacked off imagining how these tits must look. Especially when you show a hint of cleavage."

I sat passively, my arms hanging on the side as he put his face in my cleavage and shook it sideways. The flabby skin of his cheeks made a dull noise as it slapped against the side of my tits. His bald head rubbed against my chin.

"I have always wondered if your nipples are pink or brown. My bet is on pink."

He shoved his fingers inside my bra and scooped my boobs out.

"I knew it!"

He stuck his tongue out of his mouth, looked into my eyes and wagged it sideways suggestively with a wink. I looked away. A second later, I felt the tip of his tongue flick my left nipple. I shivered. I had always been sensitive to the touch of a tongue on my nipples. And even this disgusting tongue attached to this revolting face drew a response. I hated myself. His tongue then move to the right nipple. He also bit it gently. I was staring at the wall, wondering when all this would be over.

"I still remember the first time I noticed your big tits. Around ten years ago when you came for the company picnic. You were on summer vacation from your college in America. And you were dressed in a tank top. It was the first time I had seen you since you were in your mid-teens. You really filled out late, didn't you?"

I didn't say anything.

"Actually, some of us in the company speculated if you had gotten a boob job in America. After all, your mom doesn't have big boobs. But now that I can touch them and see them up close... and bite them... "

"Ouch!"

"They are clearly 100% natural. I envy your husband."

"I could do without the commentary, Goyal." I said. "Especially if it is going to involve my mom and my husband."

"Your mom is a pretty lady too." Goyal ignored my request almost pointedly. "I've jacked off to her image for decades. But you... there's something just dick-shakingly delicious about you. Especially how hard-nosed and tough you are in your dealings. It adds to the allure."

For the next few minutes, Goyal's fingers, tongue, and teeth played with my tits. He eventually unbuttoned the shirt completely and took it off, leaving me with my tits hanging out of my bra.

"Get up!" he grabbed my left arm and pulled me out of the chair.

He then took off his robe. Underneath it, he was wearing only a pair of blue boxers which had a tent forming in them. There was a thick mat of gray and black hair all over his torso. His paunch looked a little less massive than usual when it was straining against his shirt.

He pulled me into an embrace. His bald head rubbed against my lips. I was about 6 inches taller than him. As he hugged me tight, he ran his rough hands all over my back and bit my shoulder and kissed my neck. His erection rubbed against my thigh. It didn't seem too big. His fingers struggled with the hooks of my bra for about 30 seconds before he took it off. I moved my arms only to allow him to take the bra off. Other than that, my arms were hanging by my side.

I wasn't going to move a muscle to make a participatory gesture. I wasn't going to resist him. I couldn't. But if he expected me to enthusiastically participate in this travesty as if he was my lover, he had another thing coming.

"They should put velcro on bras." he took a break between making out with me to editorialize.

Holding me in his embrace, rubbing his chest against my boobs and grinding his erection against my thighs, he started slowly moving me to the bed. He slipped his fingers down the back of my jeans and his nails scratched my ass. His fingers poked into and traced the length of my ass crack making me feel even more violated. I hated it when someone did that. Even my husband.