[sominoru]

Introduction:
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Ankita is my colleague. She is 28 years old. My name is Varun (26 years old) and I recently joined a fast growing company in Bangalore.  Ankita is a senior marketing manager and I work as the operational resource. Because ours is a small company we were able to grow fast in our careers. Our Director, Rohit, wanted to send us both on a Business trip to get more clients for our business. 

Ankita is very beautiful. She is very intelligent but has a fiery temper. She gets angry at every small thing. She is very hard working and works all the time. Even though she is 2 years older to me maturity wise I am older to her. I also worry a lot about her because sometimes, she skips lunch and even dinner to keep working and I have to remind her to eat food and to take care of herself. All of us at work are focused on work so we never really got a chance to admire her beauty or discuss about her. If this was a big company she would have been the centre of mischievous gossips. Beautiful face. Coconut shaped breasts. Kim Kardashian's Ass. She was blessed in every way. 

The events I am about to narrate to you, my readers, happened during a business trip to Mumbai last month. Two of our biggest clients had deals with foreign companies. My boss wanted us to talk to them and convince them to switch 100% to our company. This was a big deal and we both were nervous about this huge responsibility.

[sominoru]

One month ago, I walked into an upscale restaurant for a dinner. My director, Rohit was there along with Ankita. Ankita was looking hot in a black colored short skirt and a black top. Her cleavage was engineered to show just the right amount of her breasts. While she looked hot and amazing in a saree she looked equally stunning in a modern dress. In-fact she looked like two completely different people in different outfits. She was already eating cake and looking at me teasingly.



"Damn, she looks great in anything!", I thought.


I didn’t want to be here – neither at this dinner and especially not with my colleagues after work– but since I was supposed to spend one week traveling to Mumbai and doing deals, I had to be here and listen to corporate nonsense. 

“Sir,” the waiter told me, “you can’t come in wearing shorts and chappals.”

I went back to my car and I luckily had a spare jeans and a dress shoe in my car trunk. 

"If she wears mini skirt it is okay, but I can't wear shorts!", I was angry and pissed off. I was then allowed to enter the restaurant.

Upstairs in the dining room, Rohit, the dinner host, walked over. He’s a decent guy. Mid 40s, successful and did all the right things. I’d had a phone call with him a week before that I had to attend this dinner event. 

Rohit gave me a fist bump and then pointed to my seat next to Ankita.

Ankita wore a different flavored perfume every single day. She always smelled so nice. It was never too much. You could only smell her if you were just right next to her. It always smelled a bit fruity. Like she just came out of a beautiful garden filled with flowers. Her nose and lips were perfectly proportional. It was like the gods took time to create every inch of her. She was a treat to watch. 

But, this was a Friday night and I still didn't want to be spending time with my colleagues. 

"Why couldn't they do a lunch meeting!", I thought to myself. 

I caught Rohit mid-sentence: “ … and Ankita! this is going to be game changer for our company. We have two new patents for manufacturing and it will bring the cost of manufacturing electronics down to a fraction. Unlike the cheap chinese products we will have really good and durable consumer electronic and we are going to change the world!” he said.

Oh no. Not another "change the world nonsense", I thought. 
I turned to Ankita next to me. 

"Hi! You look amazing! I am very excited and looking forward to the trip! I will be learning a lot from you!"

"It's okay! Stop, lying Varun!"

"I know that you would rather be on a vacation. I heard that you had to cancel the vacation to make it to this trip"

Rohit started laughing! 

"Ankita!! You don't have any diplomacy in you! Always very direct", I thought to myself. I did not respond. 

You see, my readers. Unlike Ankita, I don't have two big coconuts hanging in front of me and nobody is interested in touching my ass either. 
I have to be diplomatic and be nice in-front of every one.  Ankita is a star she can say whatever she wants and it is cute. If I go off script, I will be called unprofessional!

“We have a huge competitive advantage,” Ankita said to Rohit. “But we still have to market it a lot and get more business.”
“We will soon become all the hype. I’m only going to focus on bringing big clients,” I added.

After the dinner was over we all shook hands. 

"Have a safe trip! Use the company credit card to book a hotel to stay. Only stay in a 5 star hotel and make sure it is a high rise building with good security!, okay!", Rohit exclaimed.

"You both are the life blood of the company and are the rock stars! I am confident you guys will do well!", having said this he left us. 

I looked at my watch. It was 9:30 PM. I came here at 7:00 PM. I can still watch a movie with friends in a theatre if I can get home early. 

"Varun, wait!"

"Drop me home!"

"What? use Ola or Uber and get home Ankita!"

Ankita was disappointed. 

I don't have any problem dropping Ankita if her apartment was on the way. It was around 45 mins away from my home. If I dropped her then I would be around 90 mins late by the time I get back home. 

But at the same time, I was not comfortable with her going home alone on Ola/Uber at night. She is way too pretty and this is just asking for trouble. 

She took out her phone and started the Ola App. 

I looked at Ankita and figured I’d try engaging her again. I noticed her perfect red nails and good posture even with her high heels. She was probably sexier and prettier than even Bollywood celebrities, I thought. 

“I will drop you” I informed her.

“Well,” she said, sipping a glass of dark red wine. “I am going to use Ola. So, don't worry about it!”

Goddamn it.

“It's okay Ankita! I will drop you. It's not safe for you to use Ola” 

“Ohhh.. Varun! You are such a nice guy! So soft. You actually care about me! That's so sweet!”, Ankita made fun of me. 

It hurt my male ego and she knew it. I would rather be thought as a macho uncaring type and cold rather than a soft romantic person. 
I am a real man and I was proud of it.

"Nothing like that Ankita! If anything happens to you the security officer will again investigate me and I will have to keep visiting different courts."
"First of all I look like a criminal and everyone will get doubts on me first."

Ankita didn’t buy this. “You’re very nice guy and have a big heart!,” she said in a voice that sounded like she was my college teacher and I was a 5 year old.

“You only act like a tough guy in-front of others. I know who you really are and your true feelings!”

I interjected. “You are so annoying, Ankita! Always creating drama!”

I got into my car and waited for her outside the restaurant entrance gate. 

When she opened the car door she did not immediately sit inside. Instead she placed her purse on the seat and was searching for her credit card. 

"I always forget my card at the restaurants. I want to make sure I did not forget it this time!"

She was bending over and searching for her credit card and I could not stop staring at her cleavage 



“Yay!! Found it!” She said excitedly. In her excitement, her boobs were swinging like pendulum inside her top. 

I looked back to Ankita. “Congratulations! Do you want to get inside, then?” I asked.
“Ha,” She laughed flatly. “I am all set,” She said. 

As she was getting inside her short skirt rode up exposing her thunder thighs. 

Her skirt now just barely covered her pussy. I could see flashes of her pink underwear as she was adjusting herself.

My dick was getting erect inside my pant. 

“Can you turn the AC on,” She said, excited to finally be set on her way home.

“Oh, Okay!,” I said. Turning the AC on.

Ankita tried to help – she jumped in to turn it to full 100% 

"Wait, Ankita! It will take time for the AC to work. 100% on will freeze us inside the car!"

Ankita was sweating. There were sweat drops on her chest and they were sliding down into her restricted access territories. Like rivers flowing down the mountains. Her mountains.

If only she was wearing a white dress I could have seen her areola outline or at-least an outline of her nipples with the sweat.. Damn... I thought. 


“Do you want to listen to pop music” I asked. 

“No, pop music! Varun! It's too loud. I want some nice instrumental music!”

It started raining heavily and the instrumental music was a nice touch. 

Ankita's sweet fragrance was filling out the car. I felt like I was in heaven.

She was soo classy and high society. Very graceful and very empathetic. She always seemed to understand my inner emotions even better than myself. 

We talked about everything from life, career, childhood stories to movies and music. Time just flew!

I stopped the car in-front of her apartment building. I felt bad. I wanted to drive on and forever. Or at-least 2 more hours. 

“It's so nice to talk and share things with you, Varun!,” Ankita said. She then went inside her gated community.

I just smiled and left. Even though she left, her fragrance was still in the car and it just filled me with happiness.

We have the flight scheduled in two days. 

What a treat it would be to spend so much quality time with her.

[sominoru]

There were seventy-five of us working together—seventy-five living machines, locked up in front of our computers and inside the company cubicles, where we talked with customers, wrote code, did marketing and focused on expanding our operations across the country.  Working from morning till night, making deals with smaller clients and expanding very quickly became our thing. The windows of our office looked out into a cricket park, where kids played cricket or football enthusiastically, the window frames were obstructed from the outside by a dense mosquito netting, and the light of the sun could not peep in through the panes, which were covered with dust. 

This was our life for the past 3 years. When I joined I was among the first 20 employees. This deal we were making was a really huge deal with Vikram Electronics, our number 1 client.
I was instrumental in transforming our company. I scaled the operations from just 1 location in Bangalore to more than 35 locations across South India and using my talent, I was expected to scale more in the North as well. I worked really really hard on the presentation. I prepared all the expected questions regarding our company and rehearsed the presentation multiple times in front of Rohit and Ankita as well to get their feedback. The week before the presentation day, I would spend at least 3 hours per day practicing my pitch and refining my slide deck.

Giving a presentation and getting to know high end clients personally would give me great visibility and would increase my prestige with the upper management as well. We were supposed to give two presentations. Each 45 mins. One for the operations part which is my role and the marketing and sales part which will be covered by Ankita. So, in 1.5 hours our fate will be decided. If the management at Vikram Electronics likes our pitch, they will singlehandedly increase our revenue by 250% year over year. And, most importantly, if they liked me personally they would offer me a better job and even better pay with their company. 

Life is all about networking, making connections and most importantly, never making powerful people angry. 

Big deal. 

"Big fucking Deal", as our Director Rohit would say about this deal.  


It was Monday. Two days since the Friday night evening dinner. 

Ankita was seated right next to me. She will be here for the next 2 hours of the flight. 

Our seats inside the plane were very narrow. I got the window seat. Ankita's shoulder length hair fell on my right shoulder. My right arm and her left arm were touching each other. 
I could smell the shampoo off her hair and of-course, her perfect taste in wearing the right amount of perfume and the right fragrance. 

I could feel the stares of the men seated on the right side of the plane. We were on the left. They were staring at her. And, they were staring at me too. They seemed to be calculating as to how I was able to score a beautiful woman like her. 

The air-hostess offered us snacks in a box. There were peanuts inside the box, a biscuit with heavy cream filling, covered with smoke-black and spider-web design. It was calorie heavy and beautiful to look at. I quickly finished it and drank water from the bottle. Ankita did not eat anything. She just drank the water. 

The flight started in the afternoon at 4:00 PM and by 6:30 PM we landed in the Mumbai airport. 

We rose from our seats and picked our luggage from the overhead bin. Ankita was looking very tired, without having had enough sleep over the weekend, and, dull and indifferent, she walked slowly out of the airport. 

We got a cab and headed straight to the company approved Hotel. The Seven Pearls Hotel which was a very famous hotel in Mumbai and it only hosts celebrities and high level executives. 

There was only one receptionist there who was available, and she asked us to meet her supervisor, Mr. Deepak. Deepak was the ugliest human being I ever laid my eyes on. He was pitch black with huge lips, a bulbous nose and when it was dark his eyes shone like a torch and his teeth looked extra white in contrast to his dark skin. He was pretty over weight as well. 





"Welcome, Varun and Ankita!"

"We are excited to host you both for the week." 

"There are two units available. One on the 4th floor and one on the 12th floor."

I chose the one on the 4th floor. Ankita took the one on the 12th floor. She was half asleep and half dead. 

"Wait, Ankita, I will come with you. You are so tired and I am afraid you will get into the wrong unit!"

I then carried her luggage as well seeing how tired she was. 

We went inside her unit. We both were exhausted. She then just fell on her bed and started sleeping. 

I tried waking her up. 

"Hey, Ankita! Wake up! At-least remove your shoes and change into a nightie or something comfortable."

She nodded and then went to sleep. 

I removed both her shoes and her socks and put them aside. 

I tried to push and roll her towards the centre of the bed. She was very heavy. Most of her weight seemed to be in her heavy breasts and her extra thick and meaty ass. I adjusted the AC temperature to slightly below room temp. Then I covered her up with a blanket and left for my room.  

I was tired as well and fell asleep. Next day morning at around 9:30 AM I was woken up by my cell. 

It was Ankita. 

"Get up! Get uppp.. tring tringgg!! Varun!!!"

"I will call you back in 5 mins. I will sleep a bit more", I said groggily. 

Saying this I hung up the phone. 

In 10 mins I could hear someone walk right next to me. 

I was still too sleepy and I did not care and I turned around and continued sleeping. 

There was a loud splash and I felt very cold all of a sudden. I was drenched in cold water from head to toe. 
I quickly came to my senses and lost all sleep. 

"What the hell Ankita! Why did you do that for???", I was angry as hell. 

Ankita was giggling and started snapping pictures of me. 

"You are soo immature, Ankita! You act like a 5 year old!"

We had a demo to give at 12:00 PM. It was already 10:00 AM so I could not exactly blame her. 

I quickly got ready and we went downstairs to have breakfast. 

"How long will the demo take?", I asked her. 

"Depends on the situation. I am planning to demo one of our products and explain the cost savings they will have if they use the product. Also, I want to make sure they understand how durable our products are."

"Demo today and presentations tomorrow and then we are done with Mumbai!", I said out loudly.

We ordered coffee and both started sipping it. She had her laptop open and was furiously typing away doing work and also coffee and conversing with me. 

I then ordered a plate of paratha served with Dahi and spicy Achar. 

"What are you ordering? Ankita!"

"I will order a bit later. I just had coffee. I will eat after the demo!"

Within 10 mins the waiter brought me Paratha and the sides.  

I pulled Ankita's chair closer. I then closed her laptop and put on laptop.

"Varun! Give me back my laptop! What are you doing?" 

"Ankita, you drank 1/4 of the water bottle yesterday morning and afternoon. Night time you just slept. You haven't eaten anything at all!"

"I am not going to give you your laptop back till you eat something! Okay!", I told her sternly.

I then cut the paratha into two parts and we both ate it from the plate in silence. 

"I was not able to find my shoes or socks today morning! It's so weird. I always place it near the entrance of the room. I had to find a new pair from my luggage."

"Oh, Ankita, you will find it behind the curtain near the windows. You were very tired yesterday and I removed them myself."

Ankita was touched. "You removed my socks and shoes!". She became very tearful and emotional.

"I am very lucky to have a caring friend like you Varun!"


She came up to me and started hugging me. Her massive boobs crushed my chest. They were neither too soft nor too hard. Just the right amount of firmness. Her cheeks came into contact with mine as she enveloped me in her arms. I also wrapped my arms around her. My finger tips were resting on her ass and her waist. It was an amazing feeling. I just wanted to be in this moment forever. 

It was 11:00 AM now. The client location i.e office was only 15 mins away. 

We both changed into formal clothes. I wore a black Suit with white Shirt and also Dark Black dress shoes. Ankita wore a sexy black saree. Her body was so outstanding that even a traditional dress could not hide her natural beauty. Her navel was clearly exposed. She wore an elegant gold necklace and simple earings . She was looking heavenly!




I ordered an Ola Cab and I went in first in the back seat and Ankita asked me to get out so she could go to the other end of the car. 

"Why don't you sit in the front? Or you can walk over and sit on the other side," I asked playfully. 

"I am not going to walk around the car and I don't want to sit in the front," she replied sternly. 

Then she proceeded to go over me. 

As she tried moving over me her huge ass came in direct contact with my lap and was touching my stomach. I wished I could grab her and make her sit on my lap and then wrap my arms around her bare stomach and play with her navel and kiss her ears and neck from behind.  

She then settled into her seat.

Within 15 mins we reached the client location, the head quarters of Vikram Electronics. 

It was 12:00 PM. 

Madan Yadav was the VP of Vikram Electronics and he welcomed me into the meeting room. 

"Where is Ankita? I heard a lot about her!"

She is going to join us in a minute. She had to use the restroom.

We both were seated and then suddenly turned around after hearing the footsteps made by the high heeled Ankita. She smiled at us delightfully.  She stands before us, leaning her head somewhat on one side and smiles all the time. A thick, long raven black hair, falling across her shoulder, lies on her breasts. We look up at her from our chairs—the threshold was three feet higher than the floor—we look at her, lifting our heads upwards, we wish her a good afternoon. Speaking to her Madan's voice became somehow softer, and his jokes lighter. Everything is different for her. 

Madan was completely captured by her enormous presence. 

"This is a hand held vacuum manufactured by our company, EasyM. Let me show you how strong and durable this is," saying this she dropped it on the floor. 

The first thing Madan noticed is that the vacuum looked more like a giant dick than a typical vacuum cleaner. When Ankita held it with her hands, he felt like she was holding his dick. 

She then took the vacuum and approached Madan. The vacuum had no scratches despite falling down. She removed her pallu and gently wiped the dust on the surface of the vacuum. As she was doing this, her twin mango outlines  and the cleavage were clearly visible. Madan's dick became very erect. She was less than two feet infront of him and was giving this show to him. As she was wiping the vacuum, Madan felt like she was cleaning the pre-cum off his dick. 

"Look, no scratches even after falling down! Impressive right!," she said. 

"Yes, very impressive!," Madan remarked ogling at her cleavage.  
 
"I will show you more!," Ankita exclaimed. She takes peanut packet from the table and spills it over the table. Most fall on the table. A few fall below the table and in-front of Madan. And a couple of peanuts fall on Madan's seat. 

Ankita tries to adjust her pallu but it very transparent but it could never cover her massive massive breasts or the cleavage. 

She turns on the vacuum and cleans up the peanuts on the table in a minute. 

She then goes under the table and tries to vacuum in-front of his chair. There were two peanuts directly below his dick. She sucks two with the vacuum. 
She notices some peanut dust on his thighs. She places the vacuum directly on his thighs and vacuums it. 

Seeing Ankita's beautiful and perfect face right in-front of him at dick level was extremely arousing for Madan. His dick slowly started elongating against his wish. 

 

"I think there are just a few more peanuts that fell beneath the table," Ankita sighed and then turned around with her massive ass facing Madan's dick. She bent in the opposite direction and was trying to vacuum. 

Her ass came in direct contact with Madan's dick under the clothes. This was too much for Madan. 

"It's okay, Ankita, I am already impressed. You don't have to vacuum under the table"

Saying this he grabbed Ankita's bare waist on the sides and started pulling her out of the table. This made her ass grind against his dick. He also moved forward and started shamelessly grinding. He was able to position himself infront of her buttcrack and started pressing against her while acting like he was trying to get her to stop vacuuming. 

 

"There! almost done!," Ankita exclaimed while reaching out under the table trying to get the last two peanuts which were evading her. 

While she was struggling, because I was seated away from Madan I was able to get the front view. Due to the motion, her pallu fell down and most of her massive boobs started to spill out of her blouse.  I was able to catch a glimpse of hints of her light brown areola. 



Even my dick was making a tent like Madan. 

Ankita got out from the other side of the table. 

Madan's hardon did not decrease so he pulled the chair forward and was able to hide it. 

I stood behind Ankita to hide my hardon. 

"As you can see! Our vacuum is only Rs. 500 while market rate for a similar product is Rs. 5000. It is 10 times cheaper and 10 times better as well," Ankita exclaimed.

"That's great Ankita! Great demo! I am very impressed with your assets.. I mean your companies products."

"Why don't you guys leave now. I will make some notes and get back to you tomorrow!"

I thanked Madan and started walking towards the mens bathroom. I adjusted my dick and we booked a cab back to the hotel. 

While we were in the cab we got a call from our director, Rohit. 

"It went amazing! Rohit! Madan was speechless! He really loved my demo!" Ankita breathelessly told Rohit. 

"yes, Rohit! Ankita put on quite a show. He saw something in the demo that he usually never sees in the other demos. He won't forget it in a hurry! " I said. 

"Great job guys! I am proud of you!", Rohit then hung up.

[sominoru]

We reached the hotel early in the afternoon by around 3:00 PM. 

"We have the whole evening and night to spend. Let's go the beach Varun!"

And so we went to the beach which was just a few kms away from the hotel.

Madh Island Beach is one of the most famous family beaches of Mumbai and is known as a renowned tourist spot. This beautiful and relatively isolated beach is actually made of of little villages and farmlands.

It was a beautiful feeling to walk along the coastline with a beautiful and happy woman by your side. 

"It's so nice to see you this happy and excited Ankita!"

"Yes!!!  I am soo happy Varun! The demo went fine and the contract will be signed tomorrow after the presentation! I can feel it!"

As we were walking on the side of the road. I noticed a cyclist approaching Ankita at a very high speed. 

I quickly pulled Ankita towards me and away from the cyclist. I grabbed her hand while pulling her. Her hands were so soft and smooth. 
The cyclist zoomed past us. 

"Idiot!", we both yelled at him at the same time.

Her head hit my chest and her hair was all messed up due to the sudden force. It was only a minute or two of complete body to body contact but it felt like heaven.

I wanted to hug her tightly and keep her with me forever. I could feel her sweet sweet breath hit my neck and it felt like electricity was passing through my body. She was a few inches shorter than me and so was in the perfect position. 

"Are you okay?",  I asked her feeling concerned. 

"Yeah. I am alright! Thanks for pulling me out of danger", she sounded very grateful. 

There are people to whom the best and dearest thing in life is either their beauty or intelligence or their accomplishments or money. They talk about it during all their lives and live by it only; getting egoist about it, they are driven by it, they always whisper about it to others and thus attract the attention of their friends and neighbors.  By this they gain people's jealousy and admiration for themselves, and other than this they have nothing.  Take away this one quality from them and they become nothing.

Ankita is very confident and she has it all. Beauty, intelligence, accomplishments and also money. She is not super rich but the way her career is going it is very obvious that she will soon have more money than she knows what to do with it. And yet, she never bragged about herself unless it was needed to boost her career. Or if she wanted something. She is very calculated this way. This quality of hers to be aware of all her plus points but not feel the need to be praised by everyone is what I liked the most about her. 

"Tell me--what is it?"

"What?" I asked her feeling very confused.

"Well! You seem very lost in thought. I was wondering what you were thinking!"

"Ankita! You are very capable and yet you never show too much attitude."

"There is a reason for it, Varun"

"In my college there was this Girl, Namshita. Both of us were childhood friends." . . .

"She was very pretty and we were always competitive"

"In 12th grade while she was going to a restaurant in her family car she met with an accident. A drunk truck driver rammed her car from behind."

"She was in the passenger seat and died instantly"

"She was soo beautiful and intelligent and was always very calm."

"You see!  She is my inspiration! I modelled myself after her"

She pulled out a bracelet from her arm. 

"She gave me this on friendship day. I will never forget her."

"Your compliment means a lot to me!"

Saying this she started crying. I brought her closer to me and she hugged me tightly and continued crying softly. 
I also put my arms around her.

Till now, I only saw her as a sex object as a sexual fantasy. At this point, I felt nothing but pure love for her. I just wanted her to be happy either with me or with someone else. 
I just wanted her to have the best life she could ever have. 

When she stopped crying, I brought out my hanky from my pocket and gently wiped away her tears. 

"She is your inspiration and you are mine!", I told her sincerely. 

We walked and talked and the time flew. It was 8:30 PM in the night and it started raining lightly. 

Ankita's saree started getting wet and her blouse clung tightly to her breasts. Her pallu was also hugging her body tightly. 

"You'll get cold! Let's go back in a cab!"

I ordered Ola and within 5 mins it was in-front of us. 

We both entered the cab. I got creepy vibes from the driver.  

"I know the Seven Pearls Hotel! The manager, Mr. Deepak is a good friend of mine!"

"Which apt do you guys stay at?", he asked out of curiosity.

"Why do you need to know? Just drop us off in front of the Hotel", I told him very irritatedly. 

The Driver was lusting over Ankita from the very first moment he laid his eyes on her. He was watching her very closely. Whenever he got the chance, he peeped at her and enjoyed the view of her special body parts which he could only dream of in his dreams. He specially seemed to like her really BIG and HEAVY breasts which jiggled with her movement thanks to the rain. He also kept ogling at her big visible navel. While driving us back home, he adjusted the rear view mirror and thus focusing on her boobs and watched those ROYAL WATER MELONS. Whenever we entered a bumpy road, his eyes remained fixed at her boobs and he watched her breasts jiggle and move up and dow with every bump of the car. It felt like he wanted to go just crazy to squeeze those big mountains, to suck them, lick them, eat them. He seemed to want to kiss and squeeze those big butt-cheeks of hers. He was filled with lust and it became pretty obvious.

"Let us stop here. You can go!", I told the driver sternly. 

The driver was disappointed and he left us. 

"Varun, you aren't being nice to the guy. What's bugging you?", she asked me. 

"Nothing much. I will explain later!", I said and we both were heading to our apartments.

I got off on the 4th floor and Ankita was on the way to the 12th floor. 

I reached my hotel room and immediately got rid of the wet clothes. I used a towel to dry myself off. The walk along the beach was exhausting and I was tired. 
I put on a fresh pair of underwear and then without even locking the main door I fell asleep on the bed. 

Ankita meanwhile reached the 12th floor but was getting a very creepy and uncomfortable vibe. She felt like someone was watching her and following her. 

She reached her room and like me she also got rid of the saree, the blouse and the bra. She removed her pantees and the underwear and headed to the bathroom. 
She had very long hair and. she used a blow drier to fix her wet hair. Using a towel she wiped out all the water and she became comfortably dry. 

She then filled out her tub with hot water and slowly stepped into it. Soon her entire body was in the tub and she was completely relaxed. She emptied the body lotion on top of her huge breast and started rinsing her self. There was white foam everywhere. 

[sominoru]

Ankita heard footsteps outside her door from the bathroom. 

She froze with fear. It was already 11:00 PM at night. Who could it be? She turned off the faucet and got up. She was pressing her thick heavy breasts against the sliding glass shower door and was straining to hear. 



There was a loud banging noise. There was a knock on her door. It was loud and it was continuous. 

She quickly wrapped herself in a towel and rushed towards the door. 

 

She looked through the peephole and was shocked to find Deepak and the Ola cab driver, Amrish together. 
 

"What do you want?", she shouted through the door. 
 
"Maam, you forgot this," Amrish squeaked holding out her purse. 

"Thank you so much!", Ankita said and she opened the door. She was feeling uncomfortable but she forced herself to smile. She was grateful that the driver brought back her purse. 



"Maam. Can we have some water?", Deepak, never the one to miss an opportunity asked. 

To his surprise, Ankita agreed. 

"Have a seat both of you. Don't mind me, I was just taking a shower when you guys came. I will get some water for you both"

Deepak and Amrish made themselves comfortable on the sofa near the entrance.

"Here, have some", Ankita brought them two glasses of water in a tray and was offering it to them.

The towel was barely covering her breasts and there was cleavage as well. The towel neatly spread around her breasts and was hugging it. The outline was pretty clear. Her bust looked like a sculpture carving in a temple. 

While she placed the tray near to them she bent a bit. Due to the motion, the towel started to slip. She quickly covered her breasts with her hand. 50% of the boobs above her nipples now became clearly visible to both Deepak and Amrish. 



She quickly placed the tray in Deepak's lap and adjusted her towel. 

"Madam, you are very generous. Thanks for the water," Deepak said as he was gulping down the water and oggling at her the same time. 

"Thanks, Maam", Amrish breathlessly said. Ankita was extremely stunning even with full clothes on. Now with a lot of her beauty exposed, she was unforgettable.

[sominoru]

"Are you both done?", Ankita asked. She was conscious about her vulnerable state of undress.


"Thanks, Maam for the water", Amrish spoke softly. 

Both of them got the message that they needed to leave.

Reluctantly, they started towards the door. Ankita followed them outside. She waited till she could hear them take the elevator down. 

Once they were gone, she felt relieved. She headed back to her room. She tried to open the door but the door wouldn't open. 

"Shit! Shit! I know, it's... okay. I will try it again. Shit! I just can't go inside. Shit!" Ankita was screaming in her mind. 
She was locked out. The keys to the room were inside. 

She now has to talk to creepy Deepak and probably get the spare keys from him or get a locksmith and a few other guys to get inside again. She was in a towel and did not feel comfortable to engage with them. 

"Come on Ankita, think! think! What should you do?", she was talking to herself and getting frustrated. 

The time was now around 11:30 PM. She was getting scared and frustrated. This was when she started calling me for help and she left a lot of messages for me. But, the problem was that I was fast asleep. My mobile phone was in silent mode. I usually sleep like a rock and I always wake up refreshed. Once I go to sleep nothing can wake me up. It is so refreshing and I really really enjoy my sleep. Needless to say Ankita got soo angry that I wasn't picking up her calls or reading her messages. 

She then took the elevator in nothing but the towel and came to the 4th floor. There were around 10 rooms on the 4th floor and she wasn't sure which one I was in. She nervously started approaching each room and then she noticed my footwear outside one room and she became relieved. 

"TAK.. TAK.. TAK," she banged on the door. But I was too sleepy and did not get up.

"Varun? Varun?," she screamed just enough for me and not enough for the neighbors to come. Still, no response from my side. 

In frustration she tried to push open the door and to her surprise the door pushed open.

"Phew! The idiot did not even lock his door! Stupid guy! I Got lucky!" she said to herself. All her anxiety melted away. 

"Okay, I need a t-shirt and shorts. I can't stay in my towel."

She then entered my bedroom and stood right in-front of me.

"Varun! wake up! wake up! Get up dude!" she was trying to wake me up by shaking me. But I did not even budge. I just changed my sleeping position to the other side. Previously I was sleeping facing her and now I switched my posture and was facing away from her.

"Looks like I will have to get some cold water to wake you up!" she whispered in my ear with an evil smile. 

As soon as she said "cold water" I remembered the earlier time when threw cold water at me and I suddenly got up with a shock.

"Hey, Ankita. Everything okay? Can we discuss tomorrow. I am in deep sleep now. Please don't disturb me" I begged her half asleep.

"Yes, of course. I will disturb you! Let me get some cold water. Where is the bathroom?"

I rolled my eyes. "Please Ankita! What do you want? I am not sleepy. Tell me what you want?"

"I got locked out of my room. I need spare clothes. Where do you keep your clothes?"

I pointed to my suitcase next to my bed. 
"Take it from there! Let's discuss more tomorrow morning! Okay! I have to sleep Ankita", I literally pleaded with her like how a prisoner pleads with his jailer for some extra chicken in the food. 

Ankita pulled out the suitcase and put on a red colored company t-shirt that fit her surprisingly well given her large bust size. She also found a short and wore it. Now, she was all set. 

She approached me again and tried to wake me up. 
"Where should I sleep Varun? There is only 1 bed!"

Half awake, I shook my head. "Sleep on the sofa, Ankita or on the floor. Just leave me alone.. please!!!"

"I am a woman and you are asking me to sleep on the floor or sofa? You have no shame at all! Why don't you sleep on the floor and give the bed to me!"

Shaking my head, I looked up at her. "Okay, do what you want Ankita."

"Okay! Cold water time!" she started moving away from the bed. I was so scared that I reflexively caught her arm and pulled her towards me. She was shocked and found herself falling down next to me on the bed. 

"Please, Ankita! I am so tired! I just want to sleep. Don't create nuisance for me please!" I begged her. I grabbed her two cheeks with my hands and started pulling them apart with a lot of love and affection. 

"My beautiful Ankita! You are so smart! You are way out of my league. You are the best thing to happen to our company! Please Ankita, let me sleep! I will discuss 100% everything with you tomorrow morning"

Ankita was touched by my innocent gesture even though I was deep in sleep. She then did not try to get out of the bed. She pulled the blanket from me and she adjusted it. It was now covering the two of us. 

It felt so comforting to me that there was another warm breathing human being right next to me. Ankita was completely awake and she realized that I was still asleep. I pulled her towards me. She felt like a huge squishy teddy bear with soft skin. I put my arms around her and her chest was right infront of my face. The t-shirt was hugging both her boobs tightly and I enjoyed feeling those pillows against my cheeks. 

There was silence on her end. She said nothing. 



I started motorboating her breasts by moving my face between her boobs. This was all unconscious and involuntary. I kept hugging her tightly.

It's been a while since Ankita was in a relationship and she was enjoying the intimacy with me so far even though she never really fancied me at all. I was more like a friend / colleague than a hookup/boyfriend material. 

Ankita then turned around and faced away from me. I then grabbed her by her waist and drew her near me. 



I started kissing her neck lightly while I was gripping her tightly and closely.

Ankita started feeling aroused and she tried controlling herself but could not. She bit her lips and she could feel the heat rising within her.

[sominoru]

"Wait!"

Ankita said softly. 

"We are colleagues. We should not be doing this!"

I brought her closer to me and started kissing her neck more and more. 
"We are not doing anything. Just cuddling!"

From her waist I slipped my hands under her t-shirt. There was no bra and so I could feel the goodies right away.

With feathery light sensitive touches I stroked her nipples. 

Ankita wasn't expecting this escalation. Her breathing started getting heavy. Her mouth was in an 0 shape. Her lips, which were like rose petals were parted slightly. 
It was beautiful to watch. 

I rolled over and kissed her in her mouth. All her resistance towards fucking her own colleague disappeared. She was in full heat and just wanted to be fucked. 
I pulled over her top and threw it on the floor. 

Wow! Her thick beautiful mountain like breasts were amazing to look at. Instinctively she felt very shy and closed the view with her hands. 

I was on top of her and gave her a very passionate kiss.

[sominoru]

Superb....!!!

Before long Ankita completely gave up. There was still a question in her mind if she was doing the right thing. But she was too horny to think. Her body just wanted to be fucked. Fucked out of her mind. But, her mind was still thinking. It's not a good idea to be fucked by your colleague. By someone younger. In the meantime, my heart started beating wildly and furiously but she had to decide what to do.

To be fucked or not was her question.


"Varun! Wait! Do you think this is a good idea?" she asked, while she was preparing to get up and leave the room, realizing that she didn't actually want to leave the room. 

"Ankita! I want to suck on your nipples and I want to fuck you soo hard!!! You will never forget this experience!"

"How can you talk like that to me?" Ankita scolded me. If she did choose to stay, it seemed a lot of what was to come depended on what I say next.

[sominoru]

I caught her hands and pulled them apart. It was unexpected and fast…Ankita just couldn’t react. All that she managed to do was breathe in heavily. At that moment the realization of what would happen next struck her and her cheeks became red with embarrassment. Her breasts were exposed and her nipples started to get erect. She arched back pushing the boobs up and she turned her face to the side and closed her eyes.

I let go of her hands and they stayed there. I started squeezing her breasts first slowly and then more rhythmically.

“be gentle... please ” she found her voice at last.

“Ankita. All You need is a good fuck. ” I was panting. My heart was beating so fast I was out of breath. 


I focused on her right breast. I cupped it with both hands. The pointed nipple was an invitation I could not resist. 

I started sucking on her nipple. Slowly first. I could feel her nipple becoming harder and harder and I started nibbling on it.

“aah.. ah. mmnn”, she started moaning softly

Now, it was time to see and feel her real treasure. 

I was trying to pull off her shorts. I succeeded, throwing it away from her reach. It lay in a crumpled heap on the floor.

While I kept sucking on her breast, I inserted two of my fingers into her pussy

She inhaled hard and exhaled hard.

I stopped what I was doing and appreciatively looked at her boobs again. I then pinched both of her nipples and started twisting and then pulling them gently. 

'nnnnngggg.. Varun... mmmm.. nngg.. aaah', she kept rubbing her face into bed trying to control the pleasure.

I then moved my attention to below her navel. 

I couldn’t shift my eyes from what I had unveiled…long legs, firm thighs and neatly trimmed

Pubic hair just covering her mons.

‘That is a nice pussy. How often do you trim it?

Well?’

It was overwhelming. She was just what I had fantasized in my head.

I buried my head between her thighs inhaling the musk of her sex. Tentatively, I started licking her.

Oh god!” she shuddered clutching my head with her hands. As my tongue became more insistent increasing it’s rhythm and pressure she began to lose control. 

“aah!” she moaned and moved her hands firmly pulling my hair.

Soon her moans became louder as she shuddered under my maneuvers. 

Abruptly, I got to my feet and started undressing. In my hurry I tore off my shirt and trouser. Lying on the bed, she had a fleeting glance of my manhood as I joined her. 
I raised her legs, arranged them on my shoulders and placed the tip of my cock at the entry of her pussy with just the head buried slightly in the folds of her pussy.‘You want this inside? Do you want to get fucked now?’

‘You want this inside? Do you want to get fucked now?’

‘aahh... ’, she moaned as she felt my dick's head


Slowly and steadily I started pushing. Ankita was already wet and as her pussy held my foreskin back, my cock slid in smoothly.

‘It is inside now. It is nice, tight and warm. Obviously you don’t get fucked regularly. That is why you need me.’ and I increased the rhythm by fully withdrawing and then thrusting wildly. All the while I kept sucking her nipples and playing with the breasts with renewed vigor.

‘I knew that you have nice breasts but these are just too good. Lucky man, I am today!’

“oh god!” she sighed as her vagina stretched to accommodate me. She put her hands to her mouth stifling her moans as the tip of my penis drove all the way to her cervix again and again.

Involuntarily she had locked her ankles around my back. I wanted to discharged entirely inside her.

She looked at me.

“Idiot, pull it out ” Embarrassed, she looked away from me.

I pulled out my dick and used my fingers to rub her pussy with my thumb. Her mouth made a very delicious O by moaning hard.

The pressure of my hand on her pussy increased…she could feel her approaching orgasm.

I swiftly moved up and inserted my penis inside her mouth. She was surprised by the sudden movement. Instinctively started sucking on my dick.

I was hard and huge inside her mouth. She started choking and gasped for air but there was no respite. She knew it was time to pull away…this would be the last time she would suck me. My hands moved to the back of her head and powerfully pulled her to my groin. I knew from the very beginning what she had in mind. Tightly pressed against my groin, she was suffocating. She struggled to free herself, but I was too strong for her. Then suddenly I relaxed, allowing her to create just enough space to breathe. It was only a brief respite. The next instant she was again feeling the pressure against my groin. As my penis hit the back of her throat I exploded. She had no other way but to gulp down my secretions to prevent herself from choking. When I released her she fell back, heaving a sigh of relief. 

"idiot! stupid.. look what you did!"

She was breathless and was heaving heavy. 


I fell all top of her. My head squeezed in between her enormous tits. I played with her boobs one last time. 

All this fucking and sucking exhausted the both of us. And soon we both fell asleep.

[sominoru]

It was 8:30 AM in the morning. 

I was alone on my bed. The alarm was ringing loudly. 

I shut the alarm down and tried to go back to sleep and then it hit me!

Today was the final presentation day. The demo went fine yesterday and now for the final powerpoint session at 2:00 PM. 

1:00 PM to 1:45 PM would be Ankita's session with 15 mins for follow up questions
2:00 PM to 2:45 PM would be mine and another 15 mins for the questions.

Our company EasyM was the smaller one and we desperately needed to get into Vikram Eletronic's good books. If we get this deal finalized I would get a promotion for sure and a nice bonus. My director Rohit would likely end up becoming a senior director within a year. And Ankita for sure would get promoted from Senior Marketing Manager to CXO which is Chief Experience Officer which would be a huge leg up in her career. 

Ankita always told me that her dream was to climb up the management track and eventually start her own niche consumer electronics company with the help of the connections made. 
My dream was always pretty simple. I am good at what I do and I work hard. But my dream was pretty basic. Marry a nice woman good looking woman and start a family. Have fun with friends and be recognized at work for my contributions. Simple. Basic. 

Starting a new company is a lot of stress. The prestige, name and fame is simply not worth it for me because of the stress. I would rather chill. Ankita is a workaholic and no amount of recognition, power money is ever enough for her. I guess we both are different in that way. She is a total type A personality and I always admire her drive to go the extra distance to make things happen.  


I hit the showers and felt the warm water hitting my face. 

I still can't believe it. It happened! I fucked Ankita! I massaged her bare breasts and sucked on her tits like I was new born baby. I could still feel my face between her massive boobs. aaah.. it was heaven. 

My manhood started to rise to full attention. Yesterday, I came in her mouth. Today I have to use my right hand. The sensation of her tongue on my dick felt electric. The veins on my dick became protruding. I barely touched it with my hand and a full blast of semen sprayed on the bathroom walls. Yesterday night's memories were still reloading in a loop again and again in my mind. 

I quickly washed off myself and put on my clothes. I then sat down on my chair and turned on my laptop. I still have a few more hours to go. I have to review the ppt slides again and anticipate all the questions. 

But.. I could not focus or concentrate. 

I always liked Ankita and always thought she was super hot. But, after what happened yesterday my craving towards her deepened. Love blossomed within my heart. I wanted to protect her and take care of her even though the reality was that she could take care of herself very well without needing mine or any man's help. 

The sex was amazing. Her face, her eyes, her long thick dark black raven hair was mesmerizing. There is nothing I wouldn't do for her. I just wanted to hug her once again. I just wanted to be enveloped by her huge breasts. I just wished to rest there again for just a few more mins. Feeling her presence. Smelling her sweet sweet fragrance would be a great gift.

I eventually got back into my senses. There was too much at stake. I did my best for the next few hours and then stopped once it was about 12:00 PM. We needed to leave a bit early. 

I put on my black suit, tie and shoes. I took one final look at the mirror and then headed towards Ankita's room.

"How did you get in?"

"I went to the downstairs office and talked to Mr. Deepak. He gave me the spare keys to the room."

"Nice! I hope you are all prepared for the presentation!"

"Shssshh... shshh.." 

"??? what happened?"

"Don't disturb me. Let's talk later. I still need to review all the slides a few more times"

"It's 12:15 PM now! We need to be there by 1:00 PM. It will take at-least 30 mins to get there because of the traffic"

Ankita was completely engrossed reviewing the slides. I knew that she was a perfectionist. I was 100% sure that she would completely ace the presentation. What she is doing now is over-preparing and I just had to step in. 

"Listen! Play time is over!", I unplugged the wire and closed down the laptop. 

"You need to get dressed. You are the face of our company and you should look presentable."

"hmmmphh..", Ankita sighed and went to the restroom start changing and getting ready. 

"How do I look?"

Ankita wore a modern styled dress in complete contrast with the traditional themed dress she wore for the demo. 

She was looking pretty cute and was a treat to watch. She had a grey top and short black miniskirt with white dots that barely covered her ass. She had so much confidence and her smile added a cool vibe. It was then that I realized that a beautiful woman could wear pretty much anything and it will look royal. 




The presentation room slowly lit up with all the lights by the time we reached there. It was nearly 15 mins before the starting time. There was a wooden stand where Ankita put in her laptop and plugged in to the outlet. The burning sun outside the window looked dully down into the concrete jungle that is Mumbai as it was covered by thick black clouds. I was just hoping that the rain would not be a distraction to the presentation. 

One by one all the execs from Vikram Electronics came and took their seat. Finally the VP and the final decision maker, Mr. Madan took his seat. It was now 1:00 PM.

Ankita was grace personified. Extremely elegant. Her infectious energy, her pearly white teeth, her dark red lips enthralled the audience. She adjusted her hair while explaining a point and it was simply too cute. When she was done the 45 mins presentation felt like a 5 mins presentation. 

"How was your company able to cut down the manufacturing costs so drastically?", Madan asked 

"We have 2 key patents that our Engineering invented. We would be more than happy to walk you through the details once the deal is finalized!"

"I see", nodded Mr. Madan admiring Ankita's smart reply. 

After Ankita's presentation. I did mine. It wasn't as great as hers but it wasn't that bad either. 

Madan walked towards us and shook our hands. "Great job guys! When did you book your return flight?"

"We are leaving tomorrow, Sir", I stammered. 

"I think you guys should stay here for the next couple more weeks. We really like your company and see some exciting possibilities in the future!"

Ankita and I looked at each other! Our hearts were beating so fast. 

"Thank you! Mr. Madan! This means a lot to our company!", Ankita excitedly exclaimed.

"Before we proceed further, we would still like to do our due diligence and our teams still have a few questions"

"Mr. Varun, our Chief Operating Officer, Vishal Yadav would like to talk shop with you tomorrow evening. Why don't you meet for dinner at Thai Palace? I am promising you. You will love it!"

"Ankita! I have a marketing background as well and would love to analyze and discuss some of the strategies implemented by you at EasyM. You should drop by my place tomorrow evening. I will be hosting the dinner event. We can talk more in detail before we finalize it. Okay?"

We shook hands and parted ways. Things are getting real! 

As we hurried down the stairs, it started raining. We walked towards the back entrance of the building and booked Ola and waited for it to come.
I looked around to make sure nobody was in sight. 

In my excitement I started to hug Ankita. 

"Yes! We did it!"

"Oww.. Stop!"

"What happened Ankita?", I was puzzled.

"What happened? What happened!! You played and massaged my breasts like it was made of Maida dough. You chewed up my nipples completely. My entire chest has your teeth marks and is hurting because of you Dumbo!"

Saying this she hit me on my head with her purse.

It quickly brought back the memories from the night before in a flash. I just could not control myself and became crazy with passion yesterday. A starving animal will not eat slowly and the same thing was true for me as well. 





"So sorry Ankita! Next time, I will suck on your nipples very gently and avoid hugging you for at-least a couple of days after I fuck you."

"What did you say? Bastard! Stay here I will teach you a lesson", She picked up her shoe. 

Luckily the Ola cab came in just in time. By the time we walked towards the cab Ankita and I were completely drenched in the rain. 
As soon as we entered the cab the driver turned towards us and smiled. 

It was Amrish! The same Ola driver as the first time.

[sominoru]

Almost every evening, Salim Bhai is in the Hotel courtyard going about his evening walks. Even though it was raining, he still had an umbrella with him and he kept walking. He is 65 years old. His wife and him had the habit of going for an evening walk for the past few decades. After she passed away, he still kept with the habit. 

As he paused a bit he could notice Amrish's cab enter the Hotel complex. Out from the cab Ankita and I emerged, completely drenched in the rain. Our clothes were sticking together. Ankita's mini skirt looked more like a Bikini now as it stuck tightly to her body. 


"Thanks, Amrish!" I waved him off. But he proceeded to get out of the cab and walk towards the building. 

"Salim bhai! How are you? Is Deepak in today?"

"Yes, I saw him today evening. He is in his office", Salim pointed in office direction. 

Both Ankita and I started walking quickly. It is very irritating to completely wet. I had my personal documents in my wallet and I was worried that they would get wet. 

Ankita and I went our separate ways. I quickly changed my clothes after towelling off. I had a nice view from the windows facing outwards. I could see Amrish's cab still there out in front of the building managers office. Salim was still walking in the courtyard. In pouring rain. He looked old and I thought it was a bad idea for him to be about. The smell of the rain after hitting the soil made my day. I appreciated everything about it. 

Today was a great day. Everything went well. I will likely end up making more money after this. I was pretty sure that the business deal would work out well. 

I was also deeply in love with Ankita. I liked her before but I truly loved her now. What a woman! Strong body, strong mind and a great personality. 

"I hope she is always full of energy! I hope she is always joyful and confident like this. I hope she finds a great partner whether that is me or someone else. And that she is happy for the rest of her life!" I mused within myself. I walked towards the coffee pot to make some for myself when I got a call from Deepak.

"Hi Varun! We were not able to reach out to your colleague, Ankita. We need the spare keys back. We tried reaching out to her on the phone but it is switched off. Can you let her know next time you meet her?" 

"Yeah. Sure thing! Deepak!"

The evening soon turned into the night. Amrish was still in Deepak's room. There was a huge tray made of thick glass. It had everything in it. Red colored tandoori chicken, Spicy pickle and most importantly two glasses of whisky with ice.  

"Stop! Stop, you drunken devil!" Deepak cried in a low voice.

"Let go!" replied Amrish.

"I won't, I won't. I'll not give it to you, you monster!"

"You li-ie! You will g-give it to me!"

"You may kill me—but I won't!"

"You? You li-ie, you bastard!"

Both of them were fighting over the last piece of chicken leg. 

Suddenly Deepak started laughing. Amrish joined in too. Tears were coming out of their eyes. They just could not stop laughing.

This was a nice stress relief for both of them. 

"Boss! you are very lucky!", Amrish whispered in Deepak's ears as if it were a state secret.

"Why?!"

"Because, you have the most beautiful women in the entire country living at your hotel!"

"Be specific.... who are you talking about?" Deepak growled in a low voice as he lit up a thick cigar imported from Cuba. Thick black clouds of smoke filled out the room. 

"You know. The one I dropped off today. Ankita"

"oh! That woman! She is a treat for the eyes. Some lucky bastard is going to enjoy her really well"

Amrish nodded his head appreciatively. 

"You know Deepak! In my entire life I have only seen one other woman who is as beautiful as Ankita in every way."

"And... who is that?" Deepak asked. He was barely able to keep his head straight.



"Ajanta Sharma. Our Sub-Inspector. She has the best face, lips and the most amazing backside. Ankita has bigger boobs than her though!"

"Lets not talk about Ajanta now!" Deepak was irritated. It was a great night so far and he did not want unpleasant memories coming back to his mind. 

Amrish was silent. He knew it was time to change the topic. But before he could continue Deepak started talking again. There were lines on his forehead that appeared as his eye brows got closer and it looked like he entered into a state of trance as he was pulling up the incident from his past.

[sominoru]

From time to time—more often as time passed by—circumstances taught Amrish of certain indisputable, elementary truths. When you are out drinking with friends it is to have a good time. Just laugh, discuss and have silly fun. 

Seeing Deepak's attitude change upon mentioning Ajanta's name brought forth two emotions in him. One. He wanted to know exactly what happened. Two. He wanted to move on and make his friends cheerful again. He can always bring up this topic later. 

It is a very hard choice for Amrish:— He wanted to know everything about Ajanta. Her beauty was incomparable. Yet, he did not want to spoil rest of the night.

"Deepak! Lets discuss about Ajanta later! I will get some liquor for both of us."

Amrish walked up to the fridge and filled exactly 2 cubes of ice in both of their glasses. He carefully measured and poured just enough liquor in both the glasses. It was going to be a long and fun night. 

"What's her last name?"

"Whose?", Deepak mumbled slowly while taking a sip. 

"Ankita's", Amrish replied irritatedly. 

"Let me get the registration book!" 
Deepak got up and stumbled towards his desk. He opened the registry and thumbed through the names. 

"aah.. Ankita! Ankita Saxena"

"Boss! I can't get enough of her. Can you see if she has anything on the internet?"

They plugged in the 65 inch smart tv eagerly. 

Deepak was struggling to type in Ankita's name. Amrish excitedly grabbed the remote and searched. 

First they opened up the LinkedIn profile. 



"What a beautiful woman! Just look at her man!", Deepak couldn't stop staring and was at loss for words. 

"Open up her instagram and see if there is anything spicy!", Deepak ordered at Amrish.



Her boobs were massively exposed and she was looking innocently on the side. 

"Look at the size of those things!", Deepak gasped.
He could feel his dick hardening through his trousers. 

"What do you think is her bra size?", Amrish commented looking at the picture lustily. 

"What a goddess. She was made to be fucked! Some lucky bastard will be sucking both her nipples to his heart's content"

"I am ready to even lick her asshole! Imagine eating her pussy", saying this Amrish pulled out his dick and walked towards the screen. 

With his fully erect dick he started rubbing it across the screen on her massive cleavage. 

Not to be outdone Deepak focused on her rose petal like lips and positioned his dick on it perfectly. 

"Imagine Ankita giving me an enthusiastic blowjob! She will be down on her knees. Her beautiful and thick hair in a bun. She will be licking my balls first. Gingerly. And then slowly along my dick. 

Imagine her mouth on my cock. She is dying from thirst and my cum is the only thing that can satisfy her thirst. As she is sucking my cock, I grab her hair with both my hand and apply force while I start fucking her mouth. My entire dick reaching till her throat!"



Deepak was rubbing his dick against the tv applying pressure. 

Watching him with his dick against Ankita's (insta pic) and Amrish even more excited and soon both of them came on the TV. 

"Here is the spare key you wanted!", Ankita's voice could be heard as she was approaching towards them.  They both were completely naked from below their shirts. There was cum splattered across the TV screen.

Both of them were frozen with panic and looked at each other. And within moments the door opened and Ankita was right in-front of them. She saw her insta pic on the TV with cum across her face. She was shocked and confused finding the Ola driver and the Manager naked. It took a few seconds for all three of them to process the reality of the current moment.

[sominoru]

Ankita slowly came back to her senses but was still in shock.



She could feel her nightie resting gently on her twin towers, her big breasts. The nightie stopped just around her thighs. She wasn't wearing a bra or underwear as was her nightly habit. She took a hot shower a short while back and her hair was still wet. After stepping out of the shower and towelling herself off she noticed the keys on the key stand. Being the type A overachiever type she did not want to wait till the next day. In her hurry she just put on the nightie on her bare body and quickly came down and that is how the current situation came to be. 

In front of her were two half naked men who were equally in a shocked state. Amrish quickly shutdown the tv while Deepak started wearing his pants. 

"Whats going on? What are you both doing??", Ankita managed to say softly. She had a blank expression on her face. 

"Sorry, Madam! It won't happen again.", Amrish said. He was completely dumbstruck seeing Ankita in an almost nude state. Sure, there was cloth but he could make out every curve and shape of Ankita's body. He still hadn't put on his pant and his dick became super hard and started rising to attention. 

"First, wear some clothes before saying sorry!", Ankita shouted at Amrish. 

Amrish started slowly putting on his pants without removing his eyes away from Ankita's top heavy body. Her nipples were poking through the dress and it was making him very horny. 

"I am going to tell the building management and get you fired!" 

"Please don't do that madam! I am begging you! I can't lose my job!", Deepak started crying. 

He fell on the ground and caught Ankita's feet.

"I made a big mistake. Please don't destroy my life!"

He started kissing Ankita's feet and with both hands tightly gripped her legs. 

Ankita was surprised with this sudden movement and before she could react she started slipping and was about to fall down on the floor. 




Amrish reacted super quickly and tried to catch her so she would not hit the ground and break her head. 

Initially he supported her by placing his arms around her waist from behind but Ankita was too heavy for him and then Deepak suddenly let go of her legs. 

She started slipping down slowly from Amrish's hands and her dress got dragged up till her waist. Her legs were open in a V shape and she was sliding towards where Deepak was. 

Meanwhile Amrish's hands were holding Ankita's ripe twin mangoes due to her movement and he instinctively started squeezing them but the real problem was that her extremely personal and private treasure was completely exposed and it was inches away from Deepak was. She was perfectly waxed down there and there was not a single bit of hair on her lower half. 

Deepak saw the entire movie and it left an unforgettable impression in his mind. "High class ladies always keep their privates in top condition it looks like" he thought to himself. He was amazed at her clean shaved pussy. 

Ankita was cursing herself for the position she was in. She could have come down the next day morning. "Most men are pigs and they have nothing else in their mind than women!" she thought angrily at herself and cursed out loud for the bad timing. 

While Amrish was firmly holding on to her mountain like breasts to stop her from falling down, Deepak moved forward and caught her feet  with his hands so she wouldn't slip down further.

[sominoru]

Amrish and Deepak carefully lifted Ankita and placed her on the sofa. She quickly adjusted her nightie and got up. Her cheeks became pink with shame and embarrassment. 

"I am going to report you to the polic.e! I will make sure you guys lose your jobs!" 

Tears started streaming down her eyes. 

"Please maam! Don't spoil our lives. We made a mistake. We will not repeat again!", Deepak breathlessly whispered. 

"I don't want to see any of you guys anywhere near me till I vacate my room! Is that understood?", Ankita screamed. 

"oh.. and I am vacating by the end of next week!"

Saying this Ankita started walking back first to her room. Then she changed her mind and then walked towards mine. 

It was late at night when she started banging on my door. 


I awoke slowly to the loud noise outside my room.

I stumbled through the darkness--the loud "thud thud thud" was extremely irritating. I fumbled for the bedside lamp and turned it on. Squinting at my surroundings I saw my indoor slippers and I put them on.

Who could it be this late at night?

Slowly, the fog began to lift.

I went to the door and asked "Who is this?"

"Open the damn door you idiot" Ankita said. "I hope you will at-least open the door and let me in now!"

"Please, Varun!"

Dazed, I looked at the bedside clock. It was almost close to midnight. I had been asleep only an hour, but I felt like the dead. I opened the door and there she stood in a nightie. Her face had a mix of emotions written on it. 

"I am scared Varun to be by myself. I want to be here with you! It's okay right!"

I still felt fuzzy. Ankita wants to stay with me! Why? What is she scared about?

I groaned. I was sound asleep and I just wanted to get back to my bed. 

"I'm sorry," I said, "but I'm very tired and--"

"Oh! You are sorry! You have no shame ignoring a woman instead of helping her!" Ankita pressed, lowering her voice to an urgent whisper. "I am not asking for your permission idiot! I AM STAYING HERE and there is nothing you can do about it! Okay!!"

I had little doubt about what would happen next. Ankita always gets her way. Always has and always will. 

"Okay, fine" I said, doing my best to remain polite, "I just want to sleep Ankita! It's been a long day today!" 

I lay on my bed and covered myself up with a blanket trying to get back to sleep. Ankita silently sat near me. I could hear her sobbing in the night. Her tears fell on my hands. I have never seen Ankita cry in my entire time. She was always upbeat and full of energy. Angry plenty of times but never crying. 

"What happened?" I asked her. 

I then gently pulled her towards me. She adjusted herself within my blanket and her head was resting on my chest. 

No matter how beautiful a woman is and no matter how intelligent, rich or powerful she is. She will always need a man to keep her happy and safe. I thought to myself. 

I kissed her forehead and she tightly hugged me. 

"What happened, Ankita? Why are you crying? Tell me!"

She was silent. Did not reply. 

I understood. This is not the right time. She just needed me for support and there I was. 

I hugged her back and together we both fell deep into sleep. More than sex. More than money. Just this feeling that I had deep in my heart that she should always be doing well in life and that she should always be happy and healthy. This feeling made me very happy and on top of the world. 

I don't care if she is a couple of years older than me. I don't care if she is from a different community. I want her. I need her and I will propose to her tomorrow evening!

With a big smile on my face I had a hope that this beautiful woman would always be forever mine ... 

Next day morning. 

We both got up within 15 mins of each other. I started showering. 

"I am going to pick up my clothes from my room. I will be back in 15 mins. Don't lock the door okay?"

Ankita reached the elevator and she was in a hurry. She did not want to be seen outside in her sweaty nightie in broad daylight. 

Just as she was about to reach the inside of the elevator she saw Salim Bhai slowly walking towards the elevator from a distance. 

"Hold the door please!", Salim told her. 

"Bhai.. we have a doctor appointment. Hurry!", shouted Amrish. He was waiting on the Groundfloor for Salim Bhai. His thunderous voice could be heard right to the floor where Ankita was there. 

Ankita waited and waited but got impatient. 

"Just take the next one alright!" and she tried closing the elevator door. 

But, by the time the door was closing, Salim Bhai put his walking stick between the elevator doors to make it open again. 

Ankita was annoyed. She pushed the cane out of the way by kicking it with her legs. This had an impact on Salim Bhai and he fell backwards onto the floor with a big scream. The door closed and Ankita was on her way up in the elevator. 

Amrish heard the scream and rushed upstairs not even taking the elevator. He knew something untoward happened to Salim Bhai.  

By the time Ankita came back to my apartment it was a couple of hours later. She wore a pink t-shirt and black jeans and she dragged a big suitcase full of her clothes into my room. 

"Whats all that noise?", she asked me. 

"Oh.. someone had an accident and fell down. They are taking him to the hospital. That's the ambulance. He lost a lot of blood."

"I see!", Ankita replied. 

As we were discussing the matter we heard a loud knock on the door. 

It was Ajanta Sharma. The Sub-Inspector of Polic.e. 

We opened the door and there was Amrish as well as Deepak there. Deepak's face looked like he had seen a ghost when he was around Ajanta. 

"Sorry guys! Quick question!" 

"Did any of you happen to use the elevator?" 

"I was taking a shower and was inside the whole time", I told Ajanta. 

Ajanta's eyes then fell on Ankita. What about you? 

"I never left the room either!", Ankita told Ajanta. 

"I see. hmmm.. So the thing is that Mr. Salim was found in a pool of blood near the elevator and we want to make sure there was no foul play. Amrish was the first person to find him and he mentioned seeing the elevator going up. So, we want to make sure", Ajanta confidently and sharply looked at Ankita. 

"Deepak! We both are good friends right!", Ajanta smiled sarcastically at him. 

"Check if there are any surveillance cameras pointing here. I want to make sure that it was just an accident."

Deepak weakly agreed. "Not sure if the cameras are working. But if there are any videos, I will drop them at your station. Madam."

"Are you sure you want to drop them at my station?", Ajanta laughed loudly. 

"Don't worry, I will pick it up from your office tomorrow evening! Okay!", so saying Ajanta left the accident scene. 

Amrish and Deepak were still standing there. 

"Old man must have slipped and fell. It's very common right! He should have been more careful! Why are security officer involved in this case?", Ankita asked with a faint smile. 

"The Old Man's name is Salim! Everyone here loves him. He is a great man and does a lot of social activities. Ajanta Madam is his daughter's best friend. He treated her like his own daughter and even paid for her education because Ajanta is from a poor family." 

"I see!", Ankita replied thoughtfully. 

Once we were back in the room I became curious. 

"Why did you lie to the inspector and tell her that you never left the room?" 

"I was just nervous. I am scared of the polic.e and did not want to get involved with them in any way", Ankita told me. 

"hmmm.. but.. did you use the elevator though?", I asked. 

"No, I just took the stairs. I had so much food yesterday that I thought using the stairs would be a good way to burn all those extra calories off"

[sominoru]

"You know we both have meetings tonight. You with Madan and me with the COO.", I reminded Ankita. 

"I am not going to meet with Madan tonight. I am going to reschedule it after a few days. You carry on with the COO meeting."

"ohh. okay. Make yourself comfortable here. I need to start prepping for the COO meeting"

"I think I will go back to my room and sleep for a bit. I'll stay there tonight. Good luck with your meeting."

 I was puzzled. Ankita came down with her entire luggage. She told me she was scared to stay alone and was afraid. Now suddenly she canceled Madan's meeting and now she wants to stay alone again. 

I did not even bother asking her why and etc. It's not worth it. I have other things to take care of. 

Ankita being the smart perceptive person she is was able to read my mind. 

"Don't worry about me. Something personal and unexpected came up. So, plans are cancelled. Don't try to contact me for the next few days. I need some personal space. Is that okay with you?"

"Yeah.. whatever! Just don't disturb my sleep in the middle of the night again and spoil the next day. That would be great!", I replied coldly. 

Ankita was hurt. That's when I knew I screwed up. 

"Don't worry. I will never come down here again. Not now. Not ever! Okay! You enjoy yourself without any company!", her voice was shaking with pain. 

I felt bad. 

"Sorry, Ankita! I did not think through what I was saying!"

She did not even bother looking at me. She dragged the suitcase back with her and she was gone after slamming the door shut loudly behind. 

******

The crisp breeze whipped through the open window of Deepak's office on the ground floor as it skimmed past the beach and crossed the hotel complex. In the sofa seat, Deepak felt the temperature dropping as he tried to clear his thoughts. His quick shower and shave had left him looking reasonably presentable but had done little to ease his anxiety. The frightening image of Ajanta remained locked in his mind. 

"I need a drink", he thought to himself. 

Deepak could not help but feel a deep sense of fear about meeting Ajanta the next day. She is crazy, psychotic, intelligent and very beautiful. Deadly combination.  Despite Ajanta's reputation for being a sincere office, her instincts were drawn towards extremely risky situations and she had to do things against the law to get what she wanted many of the times. Her dedication to fighting crime made her an easy woman to admire. She grew up in ranks quickly and was on track to become a national sensation and a media darling. Already, she was being interviewed by reporters and started making appearances on the news channel. On the surface level she looked calm, composed and super confident but those who knew her well also noted her craziness and high risk behavior which put her and the others around her in danger.  To the public and the higher up officers she had a squeaky clean image and they respected her a lot. 

He picked up his phone and dialled a number. 

"Amrish! Please be here tomorrow evening! Ajanta will be here for the video tapes. I don't want to be alone with her. Can you be there?", Deepak nervously asked. 

"Of-course! I will be there but you should tell me what happened. okay?"

"Now is not a good time. When I am ready I will tell you!", Deepak replied with great irritation. 

He sipped the Whiskey a little bit savouring the taste and relaxed on the sofa. He closed his eyes trying to enjoy the moment when he heard a loud knock on the door. 

It was 10:30 PM. Nobody other than Amrish visits him after 10:00 PM at night. 

Deepak lazily walked towards the door and opened it slowly. 

It was Ankita! 

His voice was trembling and his hands were shaking. He could feel the blood pump in and out of his heart. Panic was writ large on his face. 

"What do you want Madam? I already told you sorry. Don't punish me more please!"

Ankita was smiling brightly at Deepak. 

"Can I come inside?", she asked sweetly. 

She sat down on the sofa in the middle while Deepak was still standing. 

"Sit down and relax. I am not going to shout at you. Okay? Don't be afraid. I won't do anything to you!", she assured him. 

Deepak sat down on the sofa at the edge of the seat and as far away from Ankita as the sofa would allow. 

"Oh my god! comm..onnn on now! Why are you so afraid of me?"

She caught him by hand and pulled him closer so he was right next to her. Her thighs were touching his thighs. 

When his eyes laid on her cleavage he had an instant erection. The bulge was clearly visible through his pants. 
Ankita wore a complete pink attire. The saree, blouse, bangles and lipstick all matched well. 



Her saree barely covered her enormous breasts and most of it was hanging out. As much as Deepak tried to focus his eyes were drawn to her breasts. He could not stop trying to stare at her crown jewels. 

She then moved sideways towards him. The saree pallu fell down on the floor. She did not bother covering herself up. She held her arms closer bringing her breasts together and making the cleavage even deeper. She then carefully bent giving Deepak a deeper look into her twin mangoes. 

"I am shivering can you get me some whiskey to drink. Also, can you close the windows." , she asked seductively to Deepak. 

"oh.. also, lock the door from inside. I don't feel comfortable being inside an unlocked room!"

Deepak handed a glass with a peg of Whiskey to Ankita and poured another round for himself. 

"Cheers! To our new friendship!", the glasses clicked and they both took a sip and placed it on the table. 

"Listen, Deepak. I was wrong okay! I should not have shouted at you or Amrish the other day. What you guys did was nothing wrong. You did not commit any crime. You used the public images that I already shared on social media. Right!"

"uh.. uh..", Deepak vaguely replied. 

Taking another sip, she continued. 

"Masturbating is something that is completely natural. You both found me attractive and you were jerking off to it! Big deal! It's not like you were physically abusing me."

Deepak felt a bit relaxed and understood. He could feel his stress melting away in the presence of this beautiful woman.

"I should have come during the regular office hours. I came here very late at night. You were not expecting me and so you both were enjoying yourself. I feel so ashamed of my behavior. I am so sorry Deepak!", Ankita replied. 

"It's okay Madam. You reacted in shock and anger. Anyways that situation is over now. Let's move on from that", Deepak replied with a smile on his face. 

Ankita had a sad expression on her face. 

"You are just saying that right. Do you genuinely forgive me?", she stared at Deepak with her large eyes. 

"Yes!. You are too nice and understanding Madam! So, why not?"

"Okay then, give me a hug and lets have an open heart to heart conversation"

She then hugged him. Deepak could feel Ankita's two large globes crushing against his chest. His hands circled around her shoulders and then he noticed something. 

"Madam, you are not wearing any bra? I could not feel your straps!", Deepak was puzzled. 

"All you men roam around freely wearing whatever you want but us woman need restrictions? I don't like wearing bra or anything underneath my clothes after night time. Whole day by chest feels like it is in prison. After night I set them free. It makes me feel comfortable."

"Look how comfortable I am!", saying this she started shaking her enormous milk jugs side to side. Deepak was stunned looking at her. He could clearly see them moving seductively. His heart started beating faster and beads of sweat started pouring down from his face. 

She then opened a water bottle lying next to the sofa and started drinking it. A lot of water overflowed from her mouth and started going down her chest. It made her already braless blouse semi transparent. Parts of her 1 Rupee coin aerola started showing up clearly.  Deepak swallowed his own spit on this site. 

"Oh, no! Look what I did! I should have been more careful!" 
"Do you have any towel Deepak?", Ankita innocently asked. 

"Only have paper towels, Ankita", Deepak said and he went to get them. 

Ankita got up and bent at an angle and Deepak could clearly see the view. She carefully inserted the paper towels and slowly wiped the insides of her blouse. Deepak could feel his pre-cum oozing out in his pants and it made a wet circle. His dick was so hard there was no way he could get up now. 

Ankita then poured another round of Whiskey for herself and one for Deepak. 
As they started drinking Ankita took Deepak's hands and held it. 

"Tell me. Did you get the videos from the cameras?", she asked staring into his eyes innocently. 

"No, Ankita. It's not easy to get the videos. We have special technicians and they collect all the videos for the past 24 hours and put it in the storage room. We save the data for at-least 30 days. When the security officer ask for it we have to process the videos again based on date and time. It will take at-least 4 to 5 hours to get the final videos."

"Why are you asking Ankita?"

"Nothing, Officer Ajanta was asking you right today. Just the thought crossed my mind! You both are good friends?", Ankita asked sipping another one from her glass. 

On hearing Ajanta's name Deepak's facial expression changed. There was fear on his face. 

"Why are you reacting like this? What happened between both of you?"

"I will tell at another time, Ankita! I am not comfortable sharing it", Deepak replied softly. 

"It's okay Deepak. We are both friends now right! There are no secrets between friends. You have to trust me. I won't tell anyone about it! When you share your happiness it will multiply. When you share your sadness it will divide.", saying this she winked at him. 

"See Deepak! I cannot bear to see you like this. You are in so much pain with just the mention of a name. Come closer! I will help you!", she ordered.

She loving brought his face between the center of her boobs and gently let him put his face there. As Deepak composed himself she lovingly stroked his cheeks. 



"Take your time! We have the whole night to have a heart to heart open talk!"

[sominoru]

As Ankita is still holding Deepak. Deepak can't help but feel a surge of love and affection for her. He quickly wraps his arms around her in a warm embrace.

Deepak: "Ankita, I just had to tell you how much I enjoy seeing you and how grateful I am to have you in my life."

Ankita: "Aww, Deepak. I enjoy your company too. You make me feel so special."

Deepak: "That's because you are special, Ankita. You are the most amazing and beautiful woman I have ever met. I am so lucky to be even in the same room as you!"

Ankita: "I feel the same way, Deepak. You are the most kind and caring man I have ever known. I am so grateful to be around you!"

The two are still there, embracing each other tightly, feeling the warmth of two bodies. Deepak was lost in the moment, completely and utterly in love with Ankita.

then there is a sudden calling bell sound heard. 

Deepak: "I wonder who that could be. I wasn't expecting anyone today."

Ankita: "Maybe it's your friend Amrish. Who else will come to see you at this time in the night?"

Deepak: "Oh yeah, that's right. I totally forgot."

Ankita: "Well, go answer the door. I'll be here waiting for you."

Deepak gives Ankita one last hug before heading towards the door. As he opens it, he is greeted by the sight of his friend Amrish standing there with a big grin on his face.

Amrish: "Hey Deepak, how's it going? Sorry I'm a little late, I lost my ring. Just wanted to check if I left it here!"

Deepak: "No problem, man.. Come on in."

Amrish: "Thanks. Hey, Are these Ankita's slippers? What is she doing here??"

Deepak: "Yeah, she's wanted to chat. Come in, I'll explain!"

Deepak leads Amrish inside, and the two friends are reunited with Ankita. The three of them spend the rest of the night chatting and catching up, surrounded by the warmth and love of their brand new sudden friendship.

Ankita: "Aww, it's so good to see both of you together again. I'll miss you guys! I'll have to leave now!"

Amrish: "We will miss you too, Ankita. It's been far too long since we last saw you!"

Deepak: "Yeah, we have to make sure to catch up more often. The three of us will become such good friends."

Ankita: "Absolutely. We should plan a trip or outing soon, just the three of us."

Amrish: "I'm in. How about we go hiking in the mountains next weekend? It'll be a great chance to catch up and spend some quality time together."

Deepak: "Sounds like a great idea. I'm in too."

Ankita: "Me too. Let's plan on it then."

As they continue to chat and catch up, Deepak and Amrish are filled with joy and happiness being near Ankita. They make a pact to make sure to spend more time together in the future, cherishing the special bond they share.

As Deepak leaves the room to get some water, Amrish starts to hug Ankita. However, as the hug goes on, Ankita starts to feel uncomfortable and starts to pull away.

Just as she is about to extricate herself from the hug, Deepak comes back into the room and sees the two of them embracing. His face immediately falls, and he feels a surge of jealousy wash over him.

Deepak: "Amrish, what are you doing?"

Amrish: "Oh, hey Deepak. I was just giving Ankita a hug. Is something wrong?"

Deepak: "Yeah, something is wrong. You're making Ankita uncomfortable. Can't you see that?"

Ankita: "Deepak, it's okay. Amrish didn't mean any harm. He's just being friendly."

Deepak: "I know, but I can't stand seeing anyone making you uncomfortable!"

Ankita: "Oh Deepak, That's sooo sweet!"

Deepak: "I know, I'm sorry. I just can't help the way I feel. I respect you so much, Ankita. I don't want to see you hurt."

Ankita: "I respect you too, Deepak."

As Ankita heads to the bathroom to take a quick shower, Amrish can't resist the temptation to peek through the keyhole. He stands there, staring intently at the small opening, trying to catch a glimpse of Ankita's naked body.

Halfway through her bath, Ankita suddenly becomes aware of Amrish's presence. She feels a shock of horror and disgust as she realizes what he is doing, and she quickly stands up, covering herself with a towel.

Ankita: "Amrish, what the hell are you doing?! How dare you invade my privacy like this!"

Amrish: "I-I'm sorry, Ankita. I don't know what came over me. I just couldn't resist the temptation."

Ankita: "Well, you need to resist it. This is not acceptable behavior, Amrish. You have no right to spy on me like this."

Amrish: "I know, I'm sorry. I'll never do it again, I promise. Please, Ankita, forgive me."

Ankita: "I don't know if I can forgive you, Amrish. This is a serious violation of trust. I'm going to have to think about it."

As Ankita stands there, wrapped in a towel and trembling with rage, she can't believe what has just happened. She is shocked and disgusted by Amrish's behavior, and she knows that she needs some time to process and think about what to do next!

As Amrish approaches Ankita, trying to hug her and apologize for his actions, she tries to push him away. However, in her agitated state, she loses her grip on the towel and it falls to the ground, leaving her naked and vulnerable.

Amrish's eyes widen at the sight of Ankita's naked body, and he can't resist the temptation to touch her. He reaches out and starts running his hands over her skin, causing her to shudder in disgust and fear.

Ankita: "Amrish, stop it! What are you doing?!"

Amrish: "I-I'm sorry, Ankita. I can't help myself. You're just so beautiful, I can't resist touching you."

Ankita: "This is not okay, Amrish. You have no right to touch me like this. Stop it now, or I'll call the security officer."

[sominoru]

Amrish was in no mood to listen. 

He was enjoying the view and his dick became ultra hard. Seeing Ankita's big coconuts in their full thick free nude form bouncing side to side made him go wild and crazy. Ankita's breasts were perfectly made and her nipples were like cherries on a cake. Her aerolas were perfect like a small cricket stadium. Her nipples were thick and stood out like a lighthouse on her breasts. They were ready inviting to be sucked. It was one thing watching her fully clothed. But seeing her completely exposed like this made Amrish go insane.

Ankita, her face flushed with anger, tried stopping him: "Amrish! Please! It's unacceptable! Don't do this! Please!"

"Deepak! Deepak!",  Ankita was screaming on top of her lungs as she was resisting Amrish.

Amrish held Ankita tightly. Her thick and firm boobs were crushing against his chest. While he was hugging Ankita, with one hand he dropped his pants. 

His penis stood up erect. Ankita looked at him with horror.

He tried to push Ankita onto the floor and nearly succeeded but Ankita raised her knee and gave his dick a hard hit.

He fell down in agony. He saw Ankita trying to crawl away from him and he held her by the hips and drew himself closer to her. 

In the fractions of seconds that passed by he managed to get a perfect view of her magnificent ass, a tiny star shaped puckered asshole and her clean shaved pussy from behind. 

But he was still in pain. His hands were still around Ankita's hips. 

"Deepak! Deepak!", she screamed. She quickly gave him another hard kick from behind. 

Deepak was near the refrigerator trying to fix himself another round of whiskey when he heard Ankita's screams. 

He rushed towards her and saw her covering herself with the towel and getting up while Amrish was hanging on to her legs. 

Amrish wouldn't let go of Ankita. 

Seeing Deepak, Ankita started crying. 

Amrish was getting his dick ready even though he was still in pain. 

Deepak moved in swiftly and pushed Amrish away from Ankita. 

Ankita, still angry but wanting to put an end to the confrontation, warned: "Amrish, you should get out now! I will complain and get you arrested!"

Amrish quickly got into his senses.

Amrish: "Uh, I-I was just... I mean, I didn't mean to--"

Amrish quickly left pulling his pants up and shaking his head. 

Ankita, her voice breaking: "I just... I never expected him to do something like that. I trusted him."

Deepak: "I understand. I did not expect him to behave like this! I am sorry Ankita!"

Ankita leaned into Deepak and hugged him, her towel, which was still loosely wrapped around her body, started to slide. Deepak, noticing the towel slipping, felt aroused.

But Ankita did not react. She did not even hurry trying to stop the towel from slipping. 

Deepak, struggled to find the right words: "Uh, Ankita, I am sorry for what happened to you!"

Ankita caught her towel in just the right time but the majority of her breasts above her nipples and areola exposed. 

Deepak and Ankita sat on the couch. Deepak poured himself whiskey from the coffee table. Ankita was in a towel looking ravishing. She was holding on to her towel with both her hands tightly.

"Thank you for saving me from Amrish," Ankita said.

"It was no problem," Deepak said. "I'm just glad you're okay."

"I am, thanks to you," Ankita said. "I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't been there."

"You would have been fine," Deepak said. "You're a strong woman."

"I don't know about that," Ankita said. "I was pretty scared."

"I know," Deepak said. "But you handled it really well."

"Thanks," Ankita said. "I appreciate that."

There was an awkward silence.

"So," Ankita said. "What are you doing after this?"

"I don't know," Deepak said. "I guess I'll drink a bit more."

Deepak watched her still in a state of shock, then he got up and went to the kitchen to get soda to add to the whisky.

"Come on," she said. "Let's share the drink."

Deepak sat down next to her.

"What do you want to watch?" Ankita asked.

"I don't know," Deepak said. "What do you have?"

"I have a lot of movies," Ankita said. "What kind of movies do you like?"

"I like all kinds of movies," Deepak said.

"How about a comedy?" Ankita suggested.

"Sure," Deepak said.

Ankita opened Netflix and picked out a comedy. She turned on the TV volume.

They watched the movie for a while, but Deepak couldn't concentrate. He kept thinking about how Ankita looked in her towel. He couldn't help but stare at her.

Ankita noticed Deepak staring at her.

"What?" she asked.

"Nothing," Deepak said. "I was just thinking."

"About what?" Ankita asked.

"About how beautiful you are," Deepak said.

Ankita blushed. "Thank you," she said.

Deepak leaned in and tried to kiss her. Ankita resisted, "Deepak, we are just friends! I don't think this is correct!".

"I am sorry!," he said with disappointment.

[sominoru]

"Deepak, I need to talk to you about something important," Ankita began, her voice wavering slightly. "I don't want this to come between us later, so I'm asking you now itself!"

Deepak looked at Ankita. 

"No matter what you tell me I will always think very highly of you! Ankita!", he reassured her. 

Ankita, hesitantly: "Deepak, there's something I need to ask you, and I hope you won't say no."

Deepak, curious: "Sure, Ankita. What is it? Why are you hesitating so much?"

Ankita, looking worried: "A few days ago, I accidentally bumped into someone in the building's elevator. I didn't mean to push them, but it happened. They fell down. It was a complete accident! I just found out that the security camera caught the whole thing, and I'm afraid it might cause trouble for me. Could you help me delete the footage?"

Deepak, surprised by the request, took a moment to consider the implications. He knew that tampering with security footage was wrong, but he also wanted to help his friend.

Deepak, cautiously: "Ankita, I understand that you're worried, but deleting the security footage isn't the right solution. It's not only illegal, but it could also lead to more problems if we're caught. The best course of action would be to explain the situation to the building management and say sorry if necessary."

Ankita, sighed: "You're right, Deepak. I just panicked and thought that getting rid of the footage would solve the problem. Thank you for making me see reason."

Ankita, feeling a bit flustered after her attempts to persuade Deepak failed, looked very sad and dissappointed. 

Deepak reached out to take her hand, offering support. "I believe you, Ankita. I've known you for a short time, and I know you're an honest and responsible person. It's hard for me to imagine you doing anything bad intentionally!" Ankita let out a shaky breath. "Thank you for believing in me, Deepak. It means a lot."

Deepak looked into her eyes, his expression earnest. "Ankita, everyone has their problems and moments of weakness, but that doesn't mean we are bad people. I know you to be a kind, trustworthy person. I can't imagine you'd ever willingly hurt someone!" 

Deepak squeezed her hand gently. "You're not alone, Ankita. I'll be here for you every step of the way. We'll get through this together. We can talk to the building management and see if we can come to an agreement before the situation goes out of hand!"

Ankita looking at Deepak. "You understand me very well! You are always so nice to me! Thank you so much Deepak!"

Ankita, feeling relaxed and comfortable in her towel, stretched her arms above her head and let out a contented sigh. 

Deepak, sitting next to her, couldn't help but smile at her carefree nature. "You really do look comfortable, Ankita," Deepak commented, amused by her nonchalant attitude. Ankita grinned back at him. "I am! It's so nice to just let loose and be cozy after a long day. You should try it sometime."

"See, I have nothing underneath", she winked at him cutely. 

"Why don't you change yourself into something comfortable! Just grab a towel and give me company!"

Deepak soon came back wrapped in a white towel just like Ankita and he sat down on the couch. 

"Let me get something to eat. I hope you have some snacks in your fridge!"
Saying this, she got up. She still had the whiskey glass she was sipping in her hand. 

"I am going to put this down! Be careful not to hit it with your legs okay!", Ankita playfully warned Deepak. 

She then bent down to put it on the ground right near the couch. As she did this her towel which was already short started riding up her ass. 

She was right in-front of Deepak and Deepak could see her bare ass and her pussy right in front of him.  

After putting the glass down she lingered in the same there for a few more seconds. Deepak was completely aroused and started sweating bullets. It was an unforgettable sight for him. There was a noticeable tent made by his dick. 

---

Ankita found a chocolate bar in the fridge and she ate half of it. As she was walking back to the couch she offered it to Deepak but the chocolate slipped through her hands and it fell right on Deepak's lap. Ankita reached out to grab the bar and her hand grazed past Deepak's dick which was already raised up. She then put the piece in Deepak's mouth and smiled at him. 

"Oh my God!", Ankita expressed shock pointing to Deepak's bulge! 

Deepak did not reply. Ankita started giggling. "It's okay Deepak! It is natural. We are both adults here!"

Saying this she became silent. 

"You know what! Deepak! Because you are a good friend of mine. I am going to help you this one time okay!"

"Don't get any ideas! Okay!"

Saying this she pushed the coffee table in front of her back creating more space. She then sat down on the floor right in front of Deepak. 

She then gently pushed Deapak's towel aside revealing his thick erect cock.

She then put one hand on the base of the cock. Her fingers circling it. The other hand she grabbed his balls. 

Deepak could not believe his luck. 

Ankita looked at him seductively and smiled. 

She still had the towel on and it created a deep monstrous cleavage. The deepest that Deepak ever saw. 

She slowly moved her hand up and down. Deepak grabbed the side of the couch very tightly. This was beyond his wildest dreams. 

[sominoru]

Ankita could feel Deepak's warm pre-cum leaking down. It was a natural lubricant and Ankita made steady rythm moving her hand up and down. Her fingers encircled his dick. Deepak was really struggling to resist the urge to hold Ankitas head and make her go down on him. He was feeling the pleasure looking at her massive cleavage. 

Her lotus petals like lips would feel nice around his dick.

And yet he was afraid! What if she gets annoyed and stops everything!

"Come on, Deepak," Ankita said. "Relax! Enjoy the moment! I want you to finish off in my hand!", Saying this she winked at him seductively!

"No, I can't," Deepak managed to say. "I don't want to cum now!"

Ankita took it as a challenge. She increased the pace of her handjob.

"But it looks so erect," Ankita said. "I just want to try tasting it a little bit."

"Please," Deepak said. "Go ahead!"

Ankita sighed and came closer to Deepak's dick. She closed her eyes and savored the smell of his dick. It was smelt like cologne. Clearly Deepak made sure he smelt nice.

Deepak looked down at Ankita and smiled. He loved spending time with her. She was always so much fun to be around. And she was really good at making him feel aroused.

"I think we're almost done," Ankita said.

Ankita opened her eyes and looked at the dick closely! It was almost perfect. She could see the veins around his dick bulge. Just a few more minutes, and it would be over is what she felt.


"This is amazing," Deepak said weakly trying to control himself. He could feel the volcano about to erupt.

Ankita made a delicious O with her lips and started touching her lips with her tongue in circular motion very slowly while staring at Deepak's dick. Her face was inches away!

"You know, Deepak" Ankita said wryly. "I need a favor first!"

She removed her hand from his dick but his dick still erect in the same position. It was that hard!

Ankita smiled and put her head on Deepak's shoulder. 

"Please delete the security footage! I am not able to get in the mood because of it!"

Ankita could see the disappointment in Deepak's face. 

"Do it for me Deepak! Please!"

"I'll show you heaven on this earth! This is nothing!", Ankita whispered in his ear.

Deepak was lost in thought.

After a few moments, Ankita resumed the handjob. She started moving her hand again..  slowly... up and down!

She again brought her lips near his dick. Deepak could feel Ankitas breath on his dick.

 "I'm going to go wash up," Ankita said. 

 "My hands are messy!"

She showed her palm covered with his slimy pre-cum.

"Don't go! Please," Deepak said. "I'll delete the footage!"

Ankita smiled at Deepak. A very big smile!

She held Deepak's dick tightly and then..

started rubbing it against her massive cleavage. His dick came in contact with her exposed upper breasts. Above the nipples. 

At the same time she was making up and down motions on his dick while the tip was still in contact with her upper boobs.




This was too much for Deepak and he erupted whitish liquid on Ankita's cleavage. She continued masterbating him till his cum got emptied from his balls. 

"There! Happy?", Ankita asked Deepak. Deepak was relieved. He did not want to cum so quickly but still he got a nice release.

"I will go clean myself up. I will take a long hot bath. I will give you a nice massage and bath too! But first! We need to delete the footage okay!"

Ankita went into the bathroom and turned on the faucet. She purposely left the door open for Deepak. She splashed some water on her face and looked at herself in the mirror. Her breasts were covered in cum, but she didn't care. She was just happy that she got what she wanted from Deepak.

Meanwhile Deepak walked up to his computer and started started logging in. It is an old computer and it took time for him to login. 

After she washed up, Ankita came back into Deepak's room. He was reviewing the footage. 

She silently tip toed and stood behind him. 

"That's the one," Ankita said excitedly. 

"That was the worst day of my life!"

Deepak started playing the footage from the morning of that day. The footage was divided by dates and again subdivided by hours. 

Ankita smiled. "Deepak! Can you get me something to eat! I am very hungry! please! go," she said.

Deepak who was completely in love with Ankita got up and walked towards the fridge. 

Meanwhile, Ankita quickly deleted an hour of footage where the incident happened and then copied an hour of footage from an earlier time where nobody was using the lift and replaced the deleted footage with it. It now looked like nobody was using the lift where the incident happened. 

Deepak came back with a heated samosa which Ankita took one bite of. 

Then, Ankita stood up. "I should probably go," she said.

"Don't worry about deleting the footage. Just don't mention anything about this to anyone! Okay!"

"Okay," Deepak said. "I'll walk you out."

Deepak and Ankita got dressed and walked out of Deepak's room and down the hall. They stopped at Ankita's front door.

"Thank you for coming over," Deepak said.

"It was my pleasure," Ankita said. "I had a lot of fun."

They both smiled at each other. Then, Ankita leaned in and gave Deepak a kiss on the cheek.

"Goodnight," she said.

"Goodnight," Deepak said.

Ankita opened the door and walked inside. Deepak watched her go, and he smiled. He was glad that he had spent time with Ankita. He got a wonderful handjob even though he wanted more than that! She was a great friend, and he was lucky to have her in his life.

[sominoru]

The next day morning Ankita, still in her nightdress, had just finished tidying up her apartment when her phone buzzed.

She picked it up, curious, and her eyebrows raised at the sight of the caller ID. "Madan," she whispered, surprised. Eagerly, she swiped the screen, accepting the call.

Her heart was beating hard. 

"Good morning, Ankita. I hope I'm not disturbing you," Madan's deep voice echoed from the other end, polished with the smooth, cultured accent that hinted at a lifetime of high-society education.

"Good morning, Madan," Ankita responded with a cautious smile. "No, you're not disturbing me at all. Tell me Madan!"

"I was hoping we could have a more detailed discussion about the deal between your company and Vikram Electronics. Could you come by my place this evening? I can text you the address." The question was phrased politely, but his tone suggested it was more of a polite command.

Ankita blinked at the request. After a slight pause, she replied, "Of course, I can do that. I'll see you today evening!"

Later that evening.... 

After a refreshing shower, Ankita wrapped herself in a plush, white towel, the soft cotton fabric clinging to her damp skin. She wanted to choose something very classy and not too revealing. At the same time not too conservative. This is an important meeting. The meeting she was waiting for and preparing for for months. 

She finally settled on a charcoal-grey pencil skirt that clung to her curves without hindering her movements. She paired it with a sleeveless top that highlighted her assets nicely. She had stylish ear rings. Ear rings that made her feel good about herself. The whole attire was professional and stylish, a perfect fit for the meeting.

She then double checked the expensive diamond necklace she bought and made sure to put it in her purse. It was too expensive and it would be stupid to carry it out in the open on her body. The idea was to put it on right before meeting Madan. It was a beautiful necklace and it went deep into her massive cleavage resting gently between her twin peaks.





Situated on a cliff overlooking the Arabian Sea, Madan's luxurious villa was a beautiful sight. Mumbai's skyline glittered at a distance, the city's hustle and bustle a mere murmur compared to the tranquil waves hitting against the rocks below.

As she walked up the driveway, Ankita was captivated by the exterior of the villa. It was a harmony of modern and traditional architectural design. The walls were a pristine white, contrasted by dark wooden beams and large glass windows that hinted at the luxury within. The villa was surrounded by beautifully manicured gardens, the sweet scent of blooming jasmine filling the air.

As she rang the doorbell, she smoothed down her top and tugged at her skirt, her heart pounding in her chest. Madan himself opened the door, dressed in a casual shirt and trousers, his face creased in a welcoming smile.

"Ankita, I'm glad you could make it," Madan greeted her, opening the door wider to let her in. "Please, make yourself comfortable."

Madan welcomed Ankita into his home, leading her through a grand hallway adorned with marble flooring and tasteful modernist art. Their steps echoed in the high-ceilinged space, the soft glow from a magnificent chandelier above casting a warm, welcoming light.

In the dining room, an exquisite table was laid out with all the items for dinner. The room was elegantly decorated, its dark wooden floor contrasting with the room's light, cream-colored walls. A massive floor-to-ceiling window offered an unobstructed view of the city skyline, the twinkling lights reflecting in the glass top of the dining table.

As they settled in their seats, a wafting aroma of aromatic spices teased Ankita's senses. The dinner was to be started with a local favorite, chicken tikka masala, which was to be followed by an assortment of Naan and a flavorful biryani.

"Before we start, I want you to try this!", saying this Madan pushed the cut strawberry towards her. "The white sauce will make it taste so much better!".  




Saying that Madan gently licked the white sauce with his tongue in a slow motion and spread it all over the strawberry. Then he gently took a bite while maintaining eye contact with Ankita and then smiled at her. 

Ankita was surprised and her face showed it.  

"Why were you so surprised? Did it make you think of something else?", he laughed. 

"No, I never thought anyone would put the sauce on a strawberry!", Ankita replied with a forced smile.

"You can put whatever you want on it. You just need to be gentle and make sure you don't spoil the delicate strawberry.", saying this he casually winked at her as he tongued the strawberry again.

As they ate, Madan struck up a conversation. "So, Ankita, how do you find Mumbai's weather compared to Bangalore?" he asked, his gaze steady on her as he took a sip of his wine.

Ankita paused for a moment before replying, "Well, it's more humid here. Bangalore has more of a pleasant climate throughout the year, but I do love the sea breeze in Mumbai."

Madan chuckled at that. "That's true. I find the sea has a certain calming effect, don't you think?" He gestured towards the window and the vast expanse of water visible beyond.

Their conversation flowed effortlessly as they chatted about their favorite foods. Madan professed a deep love for traditional Indian cuisine while Ankita expressed her fondness for experimenting with various international dishes. They discovered shared interests in music and travel, their exchange interrupted by bouts of laughter, anecdotes, and a sense of camaraderie.

Following dinner, Madan guided her through a hallway lined with impressive artwork. Under soft, ambient lighting, each painting was a testament to his refined taste. He shared stories of the artists, his fascination with each piece palpable in his enthusiastic narrations.

"The trick is to understand what the painting is trying to convey, the emotion the artist wants to bring out," Madan said, looking at a vibrant abstract painting. "Art, much like our business, requires understanding the meaning behind it."

Throughout the tour, the depth of Madan's knowledge and his passion for art left Ankita surprised. Their conversation ebbed and flowed as they went deeper into art and its meaning, their surroundings becoming a canvas for their shared interests.

Madan stopped. He pointed to one particular painting.

"This is my most expensive and favorite painting.", there is so much depth and meaning to this one. 

Ankita grew visibly uncomfortable and did not say anything.




Madan walked closer to Ankita. 
"I really loved your demo the other day. It was really good!", Madan paused before continuing. 

"I think the deal needs to be finalized! It will be good for Vikram Electronics. And.. it will be good for you as well!", he stopped for a minute. 

Ankita's heart started beating really fast. 

"But, I think you can be much more. So much more! And Vikram Electronics can help you guys quite a bit!"

"Thank you so much! For your kind words!", Ankita exclaimed with elation. Her face broke into a big smile. 

"I think it is a great idea for Vikram Electronics to buy out your company and then use your startup's technology to improve Vikram Electronics."

"Nothing will change really from your end. Your team will still have their jobs. We won't interfere in your day to day operations but we will install a new management team and I think you should be the CEO of your company!"

Ankita's couldn't believe it! She was shocked! 

"Ankita, you have all the qualities of an amazing CEO. You are smart, energetic, talented and can communicate really well! You are a star Ankita! A star!"

"All you need is some guidance now and then but I am confident you will be able to kill it! You will become famous and be on the cover of all the business magazines!"

"What do you think?", Madan gazed at her waiting for a response.

Ankita was shaking with nervous excitement. Her sleeveless top could barely contain her massive assets as she put both of her hands together and said, "thank you sooo much!", to Madan.  

Madan smiled back. 

"I think you are too nervous. Lets have some red wine. It will help you relax a bit!"

"Sure!", Ankita replied. She made a mental note not to drink the wine too much and say something stupid that will spoil everything. 

As they reached Madan's collection of wines in his cellar he picked one with 20% alcohol content and then poured it into Ankita's glass. 

They both started sipping the wine and became much more relaxed. The wine kicked in and made the atmosphere super chill. 

"You have an amazing place! The view is really amazing!", saying this she walked towards the window and started appreciating the beautiful coastline and the sea. 

Madan stood behind her, his towering presence an undeniable force in the room. The warmth of his gaze seeped into her backside as she was still observing the view, providing both comfort and anxiety. 

"Nice ear-rings!", Madan said gently while touching Ankita's ear rings.

Ankita was taken aback but still stood there not saying anything. 

"Beautiful necklace!", Madan whispered in her ear and then started pulling the necklace up to examine it further. 

He rested his hand on her cleavage while he palmed the diamond with his thumb.   

Ankita could feel the rising tension between his pants on her backside. He was that close behind her. She stood frozen on the spot and expressed no emotion.  

"Before we finalize anything I want to make sure you understand that there are a few key qualities that a CEO has."

"One. A CEO is not always in control. There are things that happen that are outside of your control and you should be okay with things not always going your way!"

"Two. You have to do things that you don't want to do because you are looking at things with a long term view and not just avoiding short term pain!"

"Three. You should always maintain a sense of calm and cool and smile on the outside even though on the inside you are feeling something else."

Ankita turned around facing Madan. "I will do whatever it takes to prove myself and will do my absolute best to take both the companies to great heights!"

"I know you will Ankita! I know you will! I have complete faith in you! You are the rising star!", Madan declared with absolute confidence. 

Madan then paused... and then cleared his throat, breaking the momentary silence. "Ankita," he began, his tone shifting to something more serious. "I have a request, a favor to ask."