28-01-2022, 10:40 AM
Kapil was totally submerged in work for the next ten days. A lot of promising developments had happened and he was closely following two very attractive leads. With some luck, he should be able to land his first big order. It was around half past five o'clock in the evening when he returned after meeting the proprietor of a large trading company. The negotiations had been very tough but he had succeeded in driving a good bargain. He was a bit tired but in a relaxed mood. He decided to call Shehla.
Shehla had quickly recovered post insertion of the IUD. She had not felt any pain or discomfort even after the local anaesthetic had worn off. She now didn't even feel as if anything had been put in her body. As her affair with Kapil had blossomed, the deep aching void within her had disappeared. Her anxiety too had disappeared once her period had started. She was back to being her usual happy self. There was an extra bounce in her gait and a sunny half smile on her face as she went about her business. Even her colleagues noticed this positive change. Then too, in the past several days, her complexion had become softer and gained a healthy, rosy glow and she had started feeling a bit frisky. She was once again close to ovulating...
***
"Hi Shehla. Kaisi ho?"
"Hi Shehla. How are you?" She picked up Kapil's call.
"Oh, hi Jiju! I am good. How are you? Very busy?"
"Well, actually yes. Lots of good things are happening on the business front." He conceded.
"Lagta hai aap apni Saali ko bhool gaye."
"It seems you have forgotten your Saali." She pouted.
"Not at all. See, I called now just as soon as I found the time. Uh, can you come over?"
"To your office?"
"Yes."
"OK. Be there in 45 minutes." Shehla glanced at her watch. She hurriedly shut her PC, gathered her stuff and rushed out, not wanting to waste a single minute. It was around six thirty in the evening when Shehla reached his office. Her face shone with sweat and she was a little out of breath. Kapil quickly closed and locked the outer door of his office as soon as she entered, and took in her appearance.
That day she had chosen a thin, pale coloured salwar kameez outfit, matched with a dark dupatta loosely wrapped around her neck. The kameez had little buttons running down the front from a modestly sized neck line. He could see the faint outline of a slip under her kameez and the fainter shadow of a black lace bra underneath the slip. The clothes were smart but demure and non-provocative. However, for Shehla they were a bit more adventurous than her usual style. Normally, she did not allow even the outline of her undergarments to show through. There were dark circles of sweat under her arms, testifying to her exertion as she had rushed to be with him as soon as possible. He noticed a healthy pink glow on her smooth, soft skin. Her lips were half open and the pink tip of her tongue was visible. An unspoken message passed between them as their gazes locked.
"Unhh..." She moaned as she rushed into his arms. They clumsily licked and sucked each other's lips and tongues, too impatient to even kiss properly.
"Oh Jiju!" She whispered as he groped her crotch over her clothes.
She responded by groping his crotch and felt his cock hardening. With trembling hands, she undid his belt and loosened his trousers, sliding them down his legs.
"Ahh..." He growled as she thrust her hand in his boxers and grabbed his cock, his arousal shooting up exponentially. He lost no time in loosening the drawstring of her salwar and removing her salwar and panties. He swept stuff off his desk and made her lie on it, on her back. The desk was not big enough to support her full length and her legs dangled off the side. He spread her legs apart and stood between them. He then rested her legs on his shoulders and probed her slit with a finger. She was just moistening but wasn't wet enough.
"Jiju, jaldi andar daliye, please."
"Put it in quick, Jiju." She whispered.
Kapil rubbed his drooling cock on her pussy to moisten it, positioned it between her inner lips and thrust in, holding her hips for purchase.
"UNHhhh..." She grunted and winced, her teeth biting her lower lip. Kapil held still for a moment.
"Rukiye mat, Jiju. Jor se ghusaiye."
"Don't stop, Jiju. Push it in haard."
"Hmmmphh..." Kapil grunted as he backed up a little and shoved his cock hard into her cunt.
"Anhhh..." Shehla moaned with her mouth open and eyes closed, concentrating her attention on the sharp pain Kapil's dark, thick cock caused as it roughly buried itself halfway into her pussy.
"Mmmhhh..." She moaned as she felt the pain dissolving into sparks of indescribable pleasure. She eagerly thrust her hips up, urging him to continue. He felt the heat of her pussy and sensed that she was lubricating up nicely as half his cock went in. He pulled back and thrust in hard again. His cock went in all the way and he felt it nudge her cervix. Her pussy was very tight and hot as it gripped his cock.
He grunted and she moaned as he let loose a staccato series of hard thrusts deep into her pussy. In just a couple of thrusts Shehla went over the precipice and had the first of her many climaxes. Kapil continued to fuck her senseless, concentrating solely on his own pleasure, giving her many more orgasms. Only his tight grip on her hips prevented her from sliding up and banging her head on the wall against which his desk rested. As he approached his climax, he stopped and rested a while, pulling back from the precipice. He wanted to prolong the pleasure of fucking Shehla as much as he could.
She opened her eyes and saw him eyeing her breasts. Wordlessly, she undid the buttons of her kameez and held the two halves open. Kapil reached in and grabbed her tits, roughly mauling them. There was no way her slip could be taken off. He just ripped it open and pushed her lacy bra up, freeing her gorgeous tits. He took his pleasure, squeezing and fondling them, rolling and pinching the nipples, while Shehla looked on with half open eyes, breathing hard. He then resumed his energetic thrusts, watching her tits jiggle and bounce. Shehla kept uttering low moans, her eyes closed and let herself float away on a river of heavenly pleasures in which she found herself...
A couple of more times Kapil stopped at the brink of ejaculation, let the tide retreat a bit then resumed his powerful thrusts until finally he could resist no more.
"Ooooohhh..." He exhaled as his hips jerked and his cock spewed ropes of thick semen deep inside her body. They were bathed in sweat in spite of the cold air blowing from the air-conditioner. When he finally withdrew his deflating cock, a copious amount of their combined love juices gushed out and formed a big puddle on his glass topped desk. Kapil quickly picked Shehla up and seated her on a chair, making sure that her clothes did not get soiled with the mess. She wadded up a couple of paper napkins against her pussy and they both worked quickly together to wipe up the puddle on his desk before it could trickle down on the floor or ooze between the glass top and the wooden veneer beneath it. They ran through the entire supply of paper napkins in his office! Kapil licked off a little trickle of blood from her lower lip where she'd bitten herself.
Climbing slowly down from the high of the roller-coaster ride that Jiju had made her experience, Shehla blushed as she suddenly realized that her boobs were still peeping out of her open kameez.
"Jiju, this is the second slip you have torn." She complained with a sidelong glance as she pulled the two halves of her kameez together.
"Serves you right! Why do you keep putting such obstacles in my way?" Kapil was unrepentant...
***
As luck would have it, the very next day Kapil received confirmation of the first big order that he had been pursuing for quite a while.
"Yess!!" Kapil exulted, punching his fist in the air. Shehla had proved to be the lucky mascot for his fledgeling business...
***
End of Ch. 04....
Shehla had quickly recovered post insertion of the IUD. She had not felt any pain or discomfort even after the local anaesthetic had worn off. She now didn't even feel as if anything had been put in her body. As her affair with Kapil had blossomed, the deep aching void within her had disappeared. Her anxiety too had disappeared once her period had started. She was back to being her usual happy self. There was an extra bounce in her gait and a sunny half smile on her face as she went about her business. Even her colleagues noticed this positive change. Then too, in the past several days, her complexion had become softer and gained a healthy, rosy glow and she had started feeling a bit frisky. She was once again close to ovulating...
***
"Hi Shehla. Kaisi ho?"
"Hi Shehla. How are you?" She picked up Kapil's call.
"Oh, hi Jiju! I am good. How are you? Very busy?"
"Well, actually yes. Lots of good things are happening on the business front." He conceded.
"Lagta hai aap apni Saali ko bhool gaye."
"It seems you have forgotten your Saali." She pouted.
"Not at all. See, I called now just as soon as I found the time. Uh, can you come over?"
"To your office?"
"Yes."
"OK. Be there in 45 minutes." Shehla glanced at her watch. She hurriedly shut her PC, gathered her stuff and rushed out, not wanting to waste a single minute. It was around six thirty in the evening when Shehla reached his office. Her face shone with sweat and she was a little out of breath. Kapil quickly closed and locked the outer door of his office as soon as she entered, and took in her appearance.
That day she had chosen a thin, pale coloured salwar kameez outfit, matched with a dark dupatta loosely wrapped around her neck. The kameez had little buttons running down the front from a modestly sized neck line. He could see the faint outline of a slip under her kameez and the fainter shadow of a black lace bra underneath the slip. The clothes were smart but demure and non-provocative. However, for Shehla they were a bit more adventurous than her usual style. Normally, she did not allow even the outline of her undergarments to show through. There were dark circles of sweat under her arms, testifying to her exertion as she had rushed to be with him as soon as possible. He noticed a healthy pink glow on her smooth, soft skin. Her lips were half open and the pink tip of her tongue was visible. An unspoken message passed between them as their gazes locked.
"Unhh..." She moaned as she rushed into his arms. They clumsily licked and sucked each other's lips and tongues, too impatient to even kiss properly.
"Oh Jiju!" She whispered as he groped her crotch over her clothes.
She responded by groping his crotch and felt his cock hardening. With trembling hands, she undid his belt and loosened his trousers, sliding them down his legs.
"Ahh..." He growled as she thrust her hand in his boxers and grabbed his cock, his arousal shooting up exponentially. He lost no time in loosening the drawstring of her salwar and removing her salwar and panties. He swept stuff off his desk and made her lie on it, on her back. The desk was not big enough to support her full length and her legs dangled off the side. He spread her legs apart and stood between them. He then rested her legs on his shoulders and probed her slit with a finger. She was just moistening but wasn't wet enough.
"Jiju, jaldi andar daliye, please."
"Put it in quick, Jiju." She whispered.
Kapil rubbed his drooling cock on her pussy to moisten it, positioned it between her inner lips and thrust in, holding her hips for purchase.
"UNHhhh..." She grunted and winced, her teeth biting her lower lip. Kapil held still for a moment.
"Rukiye mat, Jiju. Jor se ghusaiye."
"Don't stop, Jiju. Push it in haard."
"Hmmmphh..." Kapil grunted as he backed up a little and shoved his cock hard into her cunt.
"Anhhh..." Shehla moaned with her mouth open and eyes closed, concentrating her attention on the sharp pain Kapil's dark, thick cock caused as it roughly buried itself halfway into her pussy.
"Mmmhhh..." She moaned as she felt the pain dissolving into sparks of indescribable pleasure. She eagerly thrust her hips up, urging him to continue. He felt the heat of her pussy and sensed that she was lubricating up nicely as half his cock went in. He pulled back and thrust in hard again. His cock went in all the way and he felt it nudge her cervix. Her pussy was very tight and hot as it gripped his cock.
He grunted and she moaned as he let loose a staccato series of hard thrusts deep into her pussy. In just a couple of thrusts Shehla went over the precipice and had the first of her many climaxes. Kapil continued to fuck her senseless, concentrating solely on his own pleasure, giving her many more orgasms. Only his tight grip on her hips prevented her from sliding up and banging her head on the wall against which his desk rested. As he approached his climax, he stopped and rested a while, pulling back from the precipice. He wanted to prolong the pleasure of fucking Shehla as much as he could.
She opened her eyes and saw him eyeing her breasts. Wordlessly, she undid the buttons of her kameez and held the two halves open. Kapil reached in and grabbed her tits, roughly mauling them. There was no way her slip could be taken off. He just ripped it open and pushed her lacy bra up, freeing her gorgeous tits. He took his pleasure, squeezing and fondling them, rolling and pinching the nipples, while Shehla looked on with half open eyes, breathing hard. He then resumed his energetic thrusts, watching her tits jiggle and bounce. Shehla kept uttering low moans, her eyes closed and let herself float away on a river of heavenly pleasures in which she found herself...
A couple of more times Kapil stopped at the brink of ejaculation, let the tide retreat a bit then resumed his powerful thrusts until finally he could resist no more.
"Ooooohhh..." He exhaled as his hips jerked and his cock spewed ropes of thick semen deep inside her body. They were bathed in sweat in spite of the cold air blowing from the air-conditioner. When he finally withdrew his deflating cock, a copious amount of their combined love juices gushed out and formed a big puddle on his glass topped desk. Kapil quickly picked Shehla up and seated her on a chair, making sure that her clothes did not get soiled with the mess. She wadded up a couple of paper napkins against her pussy and they both worked quickly together to wipe up the puddle on his desk before it could trickle down on the floor or ooze between the glass top and the wooden veneer beneath it. They ran through the entire supply of paper napkins in his office! Kapil licked off a little trickle of blood from her lower lip where she'd bitten herself.
Climbing slowly down from the high of the roller-coaster ride that Jiju had made her experience, Shehla blushed as she suddenly realized that her boobs were still peeping out of her open kameez.
"Jiju, this is the second slip you have torn." She complained with a sidelong glance as she pulled the two halves of her kameez together.
"Serves you right! Why do you keep putting such obstacles in my way?" Kapil was unrepentant...
***
As luck would have it, the very next day Kapil received confirmation of the first big order that he had been pursuing for quite a while.
"Yess!!" Kapil exulted, punching his fist in the air. Shehla had proved to be the lucky mascot for his fledgeling business...
***
End of Ch. 04....
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