Adultery BUSINESS TRIP WITH MY COLLEAGUE ANKITA

[sominoru]

The soft rustling of the fabric can be heard as Ankita walks into Madan's office, the sound drawing attention to her every step.

As Ankita walks, there is a hard knocking sound as her high heels rubs against the ground, like a soft whisper tempting Madan further.

A faint scent of perfume lingers around Ankita, adding to the allure of her appearance.

As she moves closer, the perfume wafts towards Madan. It's a heady mix of floral and musk, creating a sensual and alluring aroma.

Madan gestured for Ankita to take a seat as she entered his office, his eyes lingering on her outfit for a moment.

The mini skirt hugs Ankita's curves tightly, accentuating her figure in all the right places. The material is a shiny, light grey, showing off her toned legs and the curve of her hips.
One could easily make out her huge bums outlined and with the ass cheeks stretching the material generously.

Ankita's top is a silky, loose-fitting blouse in a warm, earthy tone that complements her skin. The fabric dbangs gently over her shoulders and flows down to her waist, leaving her arms bare. The top's neckline is modest, but it's clear that she's not wearing a bra underneath, as the material barely hints at the curves of her breasts. Her ample cleavage is subtly accentuated, creating a captivating and feminine silhouette. The blouse is tucked into her mini skirt, adding a touch of elegance and polish to her outfit.

He then cleared his throat and began to speak. "Ankita, I wanted to personally congratulate you on your promotion to CEO. Your hard work and dedication have not gone unnoticed," he said, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"All that is left is for me to sign the document. I already got the signatures from the rest of the board members." 

Ankita felt a rush of pride and excitement at the news, but it was quickly overshadowed by a sense of unease. She couldn't shake the memory of what had happened between them to secure this promotion. Despite the success it had brought her, the guilt gnawed at her insides.

"I...I don't know what to say," Ankita stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. Madan leaned back in his chair, studying her carefully.

"You deserve this, Ankita. You've proven yourself time and time again," he said reassuringly, though there was a flicker of 

something in his eyes that made Ankita's stomach churn. She forced a smile, trying to push aside her doubts and questions. 

"Thank you, Madan. I truly appreciate this opportunity," Ankita replied, her voice steadier now. Madan nodded, his gaze unwavering.

"There is just one thing I ask in return for this promotion and my signature," he said slowly, his words hanging in the air between them. Ankita's heart skipped a beat as she braced herself for what he might say next.

"What is it?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Madan stood up and walked around his desk until he was standing in front of her, his expression unreadable.

"I need you to do one last thing for me, Ankita," he said softly, a hint of something dark lurking beneath his smooth tone. Ankita felt a shiver run down her spine as she met his gaze, realizing that the cost of her success may be higher than she ever 

imagined. But she knew there was no turning back now. Steeling herself, she nodded slightly, a sense of dread settling in the pit of her stomach.

"What do you need me to do, Madan?" Ankita asked, her voice steady despite the turmoil churning within her. Madan's lips curved into a sly smile, his eyes glinting with a dangerous gleam.

"I need your loyalty, Ankita. Complete and unwavering loyalty," he stated, his voice low and commanding. Ankita felt a wave of relief wash over her at his words, but it was short-lived as Madan continued.

"There are powerful forces at play in this company, Ankita. And I need to know that I can trust you completely," he explained cryptically, his gaze piercing into hers. Ankita's mind raced with possibilities, her instincts warning her of the treacherous path laid out before her.

"I will do whatever it takes to prove my loyalty to you, Madan," Ankita replied firmly, the weight of her decision settling upon her shoulders like a heavy cloak. Madan's smile widened, a predatory glint in his eyes.

"Good," he purred, his hand reaching out to gently cup Ankita's chin. "I knew I could count on you." Ankita forced herself to hold his gaze, her jaw clenched in determination.

"As your new CEO, I will uphold the values of this company with integrity and dedication," she declared, her voice unwavering despite the turmoil within her. Madan's fingers lingered on her skin for a moment longer before he withdrew, a smirk playing on his lips.

"I have no doubt about that, Ankita," he said smoothly, a dangerous undercurrent underscoring his words. "But remember, loyalty goes both ways."

Ankita felt a chill run down her spine at his insinuation, but she masked her unease with a practiced smile.

"Of course!”, she meekly replied. 

“Come on! Give me a hug”, he asked her. 

Ankita's heart raced at the request, her instincts screaming at her to keep her distance. But the weight of Madan's power and influence bore down on her, and she knew she had no choice but to comply. With a forced smile, she stood up from her seat and walked towards him, her every step feeling heavy with apprehension. As Madan enveloped her in a suffocating hug, Ankita's mind raced with conflicting emotions - fear, disgust, resignation. She plastered a serene expression on her face, burying the hints of doubt that threatened to consume her. As Madan released her from his grip, a sense of relief washed over Ankita briefly before the realization of the precarious position she now found herself in settled like a heavy stone in her stomach. 

Ankita let out a small gasp as Madan's hands gripped her firm, yet soft ass cheeks. Her heart pounded in her chest, a mix of shock and arousal coursing through her veins. She glanced around, half expecting someone to pop up and catch them in the act, but the office was empty.

With her heart still racing, Ankita slowly turned to face Madan, her intense gaze locking onto his. He had always been the dominant one between them, the one who called the shots and dictated their games. But now, something felt different. Something felt... sexual.

Madan studied Ankita's eyes, looking deeply into her big beautiful eyes. When he couldn't find any, he decided to take things to the next level. He gently pulled Ankita closer, his lips barely brushing against hers. 

He then whispered.

“Get down on your knees”

Ankita's eyes widened in shock at Madan's sudden command. Her heart pounded in her chest as she hesitated, the air thick with tension and unspoken implications. Every fiber of her being screamed for her to resist, to defy him, but the weight of his authority bore down on her like a suffocating blanket.

A mix of fear and defiance flickered in Ankita's eyes as she locked gazes with Madan. A storm raged within her, battling the demands of power against the whispers of self-preservation. She knew that whatever came next would irrevocably alter the course of her future.

With a steely resolve settling over her, Ankita slowly sank to her knees, each movement deliberate and laden with a quiet rebellion. The cool touch of the floor against her skin sent a shiver down her spine, grounding her in the chilling reality of the situation.

Madan's expression shifted imperceptibly, a glint of triumph dancing in his eyes

Madan then unzipped his pants and took his thick veiny cock out. 

Ankita's eyes widened in surprise, her heart pounding in her chest. She tried to maintain her composure, but the situation felt utterly surreal. Madan's gaze remained steady, his eyes locked onto hers as he slowly began to stroke his erection.

"If loyalty goes both ways, then I expect the same from you," he said in a low, seductive voice. "And I know you'll do whatever it takes to protect our shared interests."

Ankita's mind raced, trying to make sense of the situation. She knew that refusing him would likely result in her losing everything she had worked so hard for. But she also couldn't shake the feeling of disgust and violation that threatened to overwhelm her.

"I... I don't know what to say," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. Tears welled up in her eyes as she realized the 

price she had paid for her newfound success. But she also knew that she had to be strong and face this reality head-on. 

Madan stepped closer to her, his cock now fully erect and throbbing in his hand. He reached out and traced his fingers down Ankita's cheek, his voice smooth and seductive.

"You don't need to say anything," he whispered, his eyes locked onto hers. "Just remember that we're in this together, Ankita, and that our loyalty to each other will be our greatest asset. Are we clear on this?"

Ankita swallowed hard, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew that she had no choice but to go along with Madan's demands if she wanted to get her position as CEO. With a sense of resignation, she nodded her head slightly, her eyes wide with fear and determination.

"Yes, Madan. We are clear," Ankita said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Madan smiled, a predatory glint in his eyes. "Then let's get started," he said, his voice low and commanding.

Ankita's mind raced with fear and trepidation as she began to get ready to perform the unthinkable act. She knew that in order to get her position as CEO, she had to obey Madan in ways she never thought possible. But as she looked into Madan's eyes, she saw nothing but desire and power. In that moment, she wondered if this was the price she would have to pay for success.

Ankita's eyes locked onto the hard shaft in front of her, her stomach churning with a mixture of fear and desire. She had always known that success in this ruthless world would require her to play by its rules, and she had never doubted her ability to do whatever was necessary to achieve her goals.

As Madan's cock stood erect, a silent understanding passed between them. Ankita knew that this was just a transaction that would forever link their fates. In that moment, she resolved to put aside her feelings.

Taking a deep breath, Ankita reached out and grasped Madan's throbbing manhood.

It felt alien and unwanted in her hand, but she pushed the revulsion down. This was business, not pleasure.

With a steady hand, she began to stroke him. Up and down, her grip firm but gentle, setting a rhythm as she focused on the task before her.

Their eyes never left each other's. Ankita could see the hunger in Madan's gaze, the desperate need to conquer. She knew that she had to match it, to show him that she, too, was a force to be reckoned with.

As she continued to stroke him, she felt a strange heat building within her. It wasn't arousal. It was determination, a fierce desire to prove herself.

Suddenly, Madan's features contorted in pleasure. His hips bucked forward, thrusting into her hand. 

"aah! handjob feels so good! blowjob is much better!" 

"Use your mouth!", he ordered. 



Ankita’s lips, mostly used for smiling so far, were now locked onto Madan’s pulsating erection. Her tongue danced around, barely missing a beat, as if she were playing a slow song on a guitar. Each stroke, each rhythmic suck, was a meticulously choreographed spectacle, meant only for Madan’s pleasure.

She had taken to this task with the same dedication she poured into her work. Each flick, each twist of her tongue seemed to elicit a moan from Madan. The veins in his neck pulsed with each climactic moment, as if they too were caught up in the throes of passion. His breathing grew heavier, and Ankita could feel his cock growing even harder, throbbing against her mouth.

Madan's hand tangled in Ankita's hair, guiding her movements as she took him into her mouth deeper. Her tongue swirled around him, eliciting shivers of pleasure from his body.

Madan's hand then gripped the back of Ankita's head, his fingers getting rougher in her hair as he guided her movements more deliberately. Ankita's lips pressing tightly as she vacuumed his precum.

As the minutes ticked by, Ankita felt a sense of shame and disgust wash over her. Despite the pleasure she knew Madan was experiencing, she couldn't help but feel violated and used. But she also knew that she had to continue if she wanted to get her position as CEO.

Madan watched Ankita with satisfaction, his eyes locked onto her every move. He knew that she was putting herself in a vulnerable position, but he also knew that it would be the last chance for him. In a way, he saw this as a test of her loyalty and dedication to the job.

The pleasure Madan was experiencing was incredible. He was moaning and grunting as his dick was being sucked. The room was filled by the sucking noises Ankita was making and Madan's moans. 

Watching Ankita's pink lips wrapped around his member aroused him greatly.

Suddenly, Madan's eyes widened, and he pulled Ankita closer. She could feel him losing control, his body trembling with passion. Ankita closed her eyes, bracing herself for what was about to happen.

As she felt Madan's release deep inside her mouth, a wave of shame and resentment washed over her. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she struggled to hold them back. This was it, the final indignity, and she knew she could never look at him the same way again.

But Ankita also knew that she had to play her part to the very end. She swallowed hard and continued the act, feeling bile rise in her throat. When Madan finally finished, he pulled away, panting heavily.

He looked down at Ankita, his eyes filled with what she hoped was regret. "You were incredible," he whispered hoarsely, clearly 

trying to keep himself in check. "You have truly earned your place as the new CEO."

Ankita managed a weak smile, her voice barely audible as she spoke. "Thank you, Madan. I won't let you down."

He nodded, still catching his breath. "I know you won't. Now, let's finish this, and we can put this behind us. You deserve this position, and I'll make sure you get it."

Ankita stood up, her body still shaking from the experience. She knew it wasn't over yet – this would be the one last encounter.

"Come, sit on my lap!", Madan ordered her. 

He affectionately hugged her and kissed all over her face. He spoke sweet nothings to her telling her how amazing she is and how much revenue her new company will make and how beautiful she was. Ankita pretended to be flattered. Deep down she knew she deserved this level of success and more.  

Within fifteen minutes Madan's cock became hard again catching Ankita by surprise.

"Viagra is one hell of a drug!", Madan replied pointing to a glass of clear liquid. 

"Why don't you try as well? It works on women too. You will be more in the mood as well."

Ankita took a few sips and felt her entire body to be on fire and extremely aroused. She felt extremely positive as well. 

"Take off your clothes!"

She removed her clothes, she felt a fire igniting within her. She would do whatever it took to get what she wanted, and she would make sure that no one would ever underestimate her again.

Madan watched her with a mix of admiration and fear. He was impressed by her 

determination, but he also knew that she was capable of anything to get what she wanted. This final test had proven just how far she was willing to go.

As Ankita climbed back onto Madan's lap again, he felt a surge of excitement and anticipation. They were both aware that this was the final act of their twisted play. Ankita's eyes were filled with a mixture of intensity and anger, as if Madan was daring her to try and stop him.

Madan smiled, wrapping his arms around her and guiding her down onto him. Their bodies melded together, sweaty and slick from the previous act. Ankita's breathing was ragged, her eyes never leaving Madan's as she began to ride him.

The room was filled with the sound of their bodies moving in sync, grunts and gasps punctuating the silence. Ankita's face twisted in ecstasy with the viagra turning her very sensitive, her thick heavy breasts undulating with each thrust. Madan's hands gripped her tight, his breath ragged as he watched her ride him.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Ankita cried out in pleasure, her body convulsing as she reached the peak of her climax. Madan followed closely behind, his own release unleashed within her.

They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies entwined in the afterglow. Madan ran his fingers through Ankita's hair, his gaze softening as he spoke.

"You've proven yourself, Ankita. You've shown me that you're not only capable, but that you're willing to do whatever it takes to get what you want. And for that, I believe you deserve the position as CEO."

Ankita smiled forcibly, a small tear escaping her eye. 

Within fifteen minutes his cock was hard again catching Ankita by surprise. 

"Madan, this is too much. I can't go one more round with you!"

"Ankita, this should help", saying this he emptied the remaining viagra down her throat. 

Ankita felt a surge of energy through her body and felt extremely horny. 

Madan then cupped her breasts and started sucking on her nipples. He was squeezing her massive tits.

Ankita moaned softly, arching her back as his touch sent shivers down her spine. She closed her eyes, savoring the sensation of his lips and teeth teasing her sensitive skin.

As he continued to suck on her nipples, Ankita reached down and began to massage his cock, feeling it grow harder in her hand. She knew she had to make him cum, but she also knew that it was her ticket to the CEO position.

Madan grunted and thrust his hips, his eyes locked onto Ankita's as she stroked his chest. She could see the desire in his eyes, the need for completion.

His cock slipped out from the intensity of the fucking session.

Ankita adjusted her position, guiding his cock inside of her once more. She felt him enter her, his thickness filling her completely. She threw her head back, moaning loudly as her body adjusted to his size.

As they began to move in sync, their bodies sliding against each other, Ankita felt a sense of power wash over her. She knew that she was exactly where she needed to be, and that this was the moment that would change everything for her.

Madan's eyes widened as he felt her tightness encasing his cock, his pleasure growing with each movement. He knew that this was the end of their twisted game, and that he would have to reward Ankita for her performance.

Their bodies moved in a frenzy, the smell of their sweat mingling with the scent of their arousal. Ankita's moans grew louder, her body trembling with each inch of Madan's cock inside of her.

Finally, as the climax built up within them, Ankita threw her head back and cried out, her body convulsing as she reached the peak of her pleasure. Madan followed suit, his own release pulsating deep within her body.

As the encounter came to an end, Madan pulled Ankita closer to him, his hands gently caressing her hair. "You did well, Ankita," he whispered, his voice low and soothing. "You've proven your loyalty to me, and I know that we can count on each other. Together, we will rise to the top and achieve greatness."

Ankita felt a mixture of emotions as Madan's words washed over her. She knew that this pendant of power and success would come with a price, but she also knew that she was determined to hold onto it. With a newfound sense of resolve 

After that he signs the contract and now Ankita is the CEO.

"There! Are you happy?", Madan replied after signing the contract. 

Ankita composed herself. Her face and her breasts were covered with thick cum after the multiple fucking sessions. Her pussy was thoroughly stretched in different ways. Her nipples and Areolas were coated with Madan's saliva and were shining. 

"How could you do this to me, Madan? You reduced me to a mere object, a tool to be used for your own selfish desires," Ankita seethed, her voice echoing through the office room.

Madan, looking taken aback, fumbled with his papers. He wasn't accustomed to facing such resentment from those he had manipulated. "But you knew the rules, Ankita. I never forced you to do anything. I simply told you the price you need to pay. This is a win win situation for both of us."

"I got what I wanted. And so did you. You are just 28 years old and you are already a CEO. There are 50 year olds that will never be in a position that you are currently in.", Madan countered.

Seeing the pain and hurt in Ankita's eyes. He softened up a bit. 

Madan hesitated before continuing, "I... I never meant to hurt you. I was unaware of the emotions you held within. I believed we were both simply taking advantage of the opportunities available to us."

"Madan! You know what? You took advantage of the power dynamic between us to manipulate me. I want you to know that I will never do any other sexual favors going forward. Okay?? Is that understood?"

Madan nodded. 

"I can easily file a case against you for sexual harassment! You will lose your reputation and everything!", Ankita seethed at Madan angrily. 

"I am so sorry Ankita! I will never put you in this kind of a position again! Even if I wanted to I can't."

"Lets be professional and friendly going forward!"

They had one last hug and Ankita put on a fake forced smile and slammed the door as she left. 

By the time she reached home it hit her! She is now the CEO of the new company. It is a big deal. She can make more money in a few years than most people can in several lifetimes. 

As the realization grew a huge smile spread across her face. Her life is forever changed! She is the new boss! 

"I need to celebrate now! First I need to text Varun. Wonder what he has been upto?"

She ordered a bottle of Belgium Wine and a box of chocolates. Then she relaxed turned on the hot shower. 

The mirror in the bath room became cloudy. She then used her finger to trace C.E.O and then laughed out aloud!