Adultery I love my Job

[sexypreeti]

Hi, 
I am starting a new story tomorrow about a working wife and how she is forced to cheat driven by her own husband...

Preeti

[sexypreeti]

I love my Job-1



My name is Laila and I am 34yrs old married with one teenage son. I am a working woman and mostly worked as a PA to the top management in various companies.
 
I am gifted with a very curvy body which makes heads turn and cocks salute wherever I go. My measurements are 38C-32-36 with a height of 5-7”.
 
Most of my bosses I worked for ogled at my body and some stared openly or even patted my butt playfully but nothing more than that. Ever since my marriage I did not sleep with anyone other than my hubby.
 
I consider him far below average in the bed department however. Not that I had any prior experience with anyone else but he never did even small things like kissing, fondling or even foreplay which I had read about in stories and craved for.
 
A few times in the year when he would get in the mood for sex he would yank up my nightie, get on top, push his cock inside and be done in less than a minute or so.
 
He would be off snoring right after while I would lay there staring at the ceiling because I was just getting warmed up. I had no other choice but to use my hands till I had an orgasm.
 
Anyway I think you must have understood the extent of my frustration. Honestly my close friends did suggest that I look outside discreetly but I didn’t have the courage to do it till this job happened.
 
So it was this usual morning when I was sipping my coffee and going thru all my personal mails and messages on my phone. I saw one mail from a recruiter that she found me quite interesting for a personal assistant for the CEO of a large MNC.
 
Since this was the kind of jobs I did most of my working career I went ahead and replied I was interested and to asked her to share the job description so I could further evaluate it.
 
Within the next hour I got a reply from the recruiter with the detailed JD and also asking for my pictures along with my updated resume. As always I sent her my updated CV and a passport size photo.
 
She immediately replied saying that the passport photo was not enough and she wanted my full pictures. I replied that I never took any and within seconds I got a call from her.
 
It was a very mature heavy voice on the other end of the line. She said “the person hiring for this position is very particular about every detail. So even if you have any family/ vacation pictures with you in it, please send it”.
 
I replied “please give me some time as I am leaving for work now and will check and send after I get back”. She said “ok, but don’t delay it too much. This job is good and the package is much higher than what you are currently earning”.
 
I said “ok, thank you” and disconnected the call. So after I reached home from work, I went to my FB profile and started going thru all the pictures I had posted there.
 
There were many pictures of me with my friends and family. But I was really intrigued as to why would these pictures of a “full” me be a requirement.
 
I decided to not send them and made that clear to the recruiter that I was not comfortable to share. The rest of the evening was routine house hold work and putting the kids to sleep.
 
When I got into bed, my hubby was already there checking his mobile. Now before going to sleep I got this very strong urge to have sex. It was after a long time that this happened to me.
 
So I started giving many hints to my hubby that I was in the mood for sex but he did not show interest. After a while I gave up asking because he went off to sleep leaving me very horny and sexually depraved.
 
I lay in the bed and as if by instinct my fingers went to my pussy and I started playing with my clit while my other hand was caressing my boobs.
 
I was so desperate for sex now that I rolled to the side and looked at my hubby and he was sound asleep. I gently placed my hands on his cock over his pyjamas feeling it.
 
My hubby sleeps without his underwear under his night clothes so I could easily feel his limp cock. I gently pulled the elastic of his pyjama down revealing his flaccid cock and held it in my hands.
 
I started stroking it slowly not wanting to wake my him up. Within a few minutes of my hand job his cock was erect and standing like a pole. I saw my hubby was still sleeping sound.
 
I now daringly got on top of him very carefully not putting any of my weight on him. I used my saliva to quickly lubricate him. Then I supported myself on my knees and squatted on his cock gently guiding it inside my wet pussy.
 
I must tell you the feeling was heavenly. I slowly started riding his cock cow girl style desperate to get my overdue satisfaction. I was doing just fine for a few minutes when I heard him murmur something and move his body.
 
I froze in fear that he was going to wake up but he didn’t. Then I continued riding his cock. I was also nearing my own orgasm now and I started riding him faster.
 
He suddenly woke up and stared at me sitting on his cock. Now instead of joining me in the action and finishing what I had started, he slapped me hard.
 
He yelled at me saying “you have lost your mind Laila. Stop behaving like a whore”. He pushed me off throwing me on my side on the bed. He gave me much more than an earful of abuses also calling me a slut and demented before rolling off to sleep again.
 
I was quite devastated listening to what he had just said especially calling me a slut, a whore and demented. I thought sex with hubby was my legal right and the biggest bonus that came with getting married.
 
Today I felt completely dejected about my marriage. This was my breaking point and I felt like an idiot for having remained loyal to him despite the chances I got.
 
All those stories I had read about women cheating in their marriages which I had read about came to my mind. I strongly felt adultery was very justified because if your husband cannot satisfy your sexual needs then the wife has the right to go to someone else and you cannot blame her for it.
 
While all these thoughts were running thru my mind, I felt my pussy and I was still very wet. I decided to forget everything and focus on getting my much needed orgasm first.
 
I remembered my friends telling they used cucumbers when a real cock was not available. So I very stealthily slipped out of the bed after doubly confirming my hubby was in deep sleep.
 
Then I sneaked into the kitchen and opened the fridge and took out a cucumber. I sat on the floor raising my nightie above my waist and inserted the cucumber in my pussy.
 
I had to insert it slowly because it was thicker and it gave me even more pleasure than my hubby’s real cock. The cold cucumber and the uneven ridges on it gave me lots of pleasure while I was stroking it in and out of my pussy.
 
I continued with the cucumber for nearly 10mins and had a great satisfying orgasm. Then I washed it and put it back in the fridge and slipped back into bed next to my sleeping hubby.
 
My mind was boiling with anger against my hubby because of the names he had called me, especially the word “whore”. Now that he called me one then maybe I should become a real one, maybe a little bit at least.
 
Now I was more determined than ever to find suitable men outside my marriage to satisfy me. If while doing so, I got some benefits or even some pocket money, then why not.
 
I was done being the faithful and demure wife to my underserving husband. I felt thrilled because I would never need to wait for my hubby to satisfy me physically again if he ever got in the mood for sex.  
 
Then the new job came to my mind and it struck me, what if the person recruiting was looking for more than just work. Maybe that is why he wanted full pictures of me.
 
My mind was in overdrive and I was looking forward to this job because if sex was even a small possibility then I was surely going to take it even without the raise.
 
Next morning, I took a day off from work saying I was not feeling well and went back to all my pictures. I chose a few of them and edited them to remove everyone else from it except me and sent them to the recruiter.
 
Within thirty minutes I got a call from her asking “what made you change your mind Laila”? I made some excuses citing privacy concerns etc…
 
As luck would have had it I got a call with the interview scheduled in 1hr with the address and schedule. I decided to dress my best today being mentally prepared for anything that could come my way.
 
To be continued….

[Praveen84]

Very good starting....bas thoda english vocabulary normal use karo .....

[Wasifahim]

Bhai nice writing
Try to.make moments in saree

[Gitaranjan]

EXCELLENT START

[sexypreeti]

I love my Job-2

 
Thank you for all your messages and encouragement, please read the previous parts so you can enjoy this better…
 
As luck would have had it I got a call with the interview scheduled in 1hr with the address and schedule. I decided to dress my best today being mentally prepared for anything that could come my way.
 
I went to the bathroom and quickly shaved my pussy clean even though there was only small stubble. Next took a bath and opened my wardrobe hoping to wear something western like in my younger pre marriage days.
 
I remembered because my hubby was more “Indian” kind so my choices in western clothes was limited to just few dresses which I occasionally wore at office parties.
 
So I took them all out and decided to wear the best of them. While I did not have a big choice of lingerie, I picked my front opening black bra and red lace panty.
 
I selected a deep neck black shirt blouse and a wine red knee length skirt to go with it. I looked in the mirror and thought I was looking quite sexy enough in this dress.
 
I wore some dark red lip gloss and other matching makeup and high heels. I decided to call a cab to go to the interview because I would look weird being dressed up like this while riding a scooter.
 
Also I did not want to cause any road accidents in case of men drooling over me. I reached the office before the interview schedule time and waited for my turn to be called inside.
 
When my turn came I went inside. I was greeted by a very handsome gentleman in his mid-forties. He introduced himself as Vikas. He was someone who could make any woman drool over him instantly.
 
He looked so masculine that I wished he would take me right then. He had a very thick heavy voice which was ringing in my head making me drool over him even more.
 
Maybe it was the lack of sexual gratification in my marriage that was fuelling all this but I did not care. To me right now he was like my dream action hero from the movies sitting in front of me.
 
I was already getting wet just by looking at him. The sex appeal he was oozing was incredible and un-describable right now. In a stern voice he asked “Laila why did you send me such misleading pictures”?
 
I was caught totally unprepared for this question, so I honestly replied “I sent you what I had Vikas. Why is there a problem”? He grinned and replied “you are so much more beautiful than in those pictures”.
 
I blushed looking down at the floor and said “you are the first man to ever tell me that in a very long time”. He asked “Laila have you gone thru the job description and understood what the job is properly”?
 
I replied “yes Vikas, it is something that I have been doing it for a good number of years now”. He said “there is a part of the job description which is not published which I am particularly looking for in you”.
 
I curiously asked “can you please tell me more about it”? He replied “tell me something, do you normally dress up like this or you only wore it for today’s interview”?
 
I said “honestly I only wore this for today’s interview”. Vikas asked “Laila what would you do if I asked you to dress up like this only everyday”?
 
I replied “if I get this job then I will simply do it”. He said “the next set of questions I am going to ask you are very personal. You can choose to not answer them. Okay”?
 
I calmly replied “fine go ahead and ask”. He asked “are you asexual”? I replied “no, why do I look like one”? He continued “how satisfied are you physically in your marriage”?
 
I replied “that is too personal a question so I refuse to answer”. He asked “do you enjoy sex”? While I was not expecting such personal and direct questions, I calmly replied “yes”.
 
Vikas asked “have you enjoyed sex outside your marriage”? I calmly replied “no”. He asked “will you consider it in the future”? I replied “I chose not to answer that”.
 
His next question stumped me, he asked “why Laila? Is it because you are not sure”? I firmly replied “that is a very personal question which I chose not to answer”.
 
He said “I am surprised that such a beautiful and sexy woman like you enjoys sex but does not look outside her marriage”. Trying to maintain my composure I asked “how is this even related to this job interview”?
 
Vikas said “fine, let me get straight to the point Laila. See my present assistant is forty years old with a nearly zero sex drive. When I make love to her if feels like I am fucking a lifeless doll”.
 
That broke all the suspense between us about what he was really looking for which was a personal assistant with whom he could also satisfy his sexual needs.
 
This was like the best part of this interview and exactly what I had come here prepared for. I so much wanted to jump on him right now but maintained my composure without showing my desperation.
 
He continued “I have offered a generous retirement package to my present assistant and am looking for her replacement. Are you ready to take up this role Laila”?
 
I asked “what about your wife Vikas? Won’t she have a problem if she finds out”? He calmly replied “see mine is an open marriage now. Except on our first night, she has not let me into her bed ever. So we both live our own separate lives”.
 
I remembered the experience I had with my hubby last night and Vikas was no different. Right now I could see a bright future ahead of me especially the sex but I did not want to give in to him so easily.
 
I was also not sure how to take this forward without coming across as a desperate or cheap woman. Vikas now came and sat on the edge of his desk very close to me while I was thinking.
 
I said “Vikas, thanks for being so honest and direct about everything. Just to make things very clear, I am not that kind of a woman and have never even thought about any such things outside my marriage”.
 
Vikas got up and took my purse and document folder from my hands and kept it on his desk. Then he held both my hands pulling me to my feet and took me to the sofa kept nearby.
 
I remained kind of frozen because when his hand held mine it kind of sent powerful pleasure shocks rippling thru my body. This was not the first time I was experiencing a male touch but Vikas’s touch was electrifying.
 
Vikas said “Laila your salary will remain the same as mentioned on the JD but if you are willing to go the extra mile make me happy then you will surely make more than 10times minimum in just pocket money alone month on month”.
 
I did not know how to react to this even though this offer was very lucrative and so much money does make a BIG difference at the end of the day.
 
I was already dreaming of the things I always wanted to buy but could not afford. Still unable to make up my mind, I said “I am sorry Vikas, do I look like such a woman to you”?
 
Vikas put his arm around my waist from behind pulling me closer to him. He raised my chin and said “Laila you are like a rose whose every petal is screaming for love. Your husband is really a very lucky man to have you” followed by a kiss on my forehead.
 
I thought to myself that the same supposedly lucky husband of mine called me a whore/ a slut/ demented last night when all I asked for was sex which was rightfully mine.
 
Vikas’s hand which was around my waist started gently rubbing there now. This was greatly turning me on. Vikas planted soft kisses on both my cheeks before kissing again on my forehead.
 
Meanwhile the gentle caress of his palm on my waist made my shirt slide up and his palm rubbed my bare skin. This sent high voltage pleasure shocks thru my body making me arch backwards.
 
This resulted in Vikas kissing my lips instead of my forehead. I was far too lost to react or refuse. Seizing the opportunity, he continued his wet kiss while lovingly sucking my lips alternately.
 
I too was fully enjoying this sensual kiss and getting weaker and wetter with every passing moment. After he kissed me for a while, he stopped and our eyes met with raging arousal.
 
He said “I was right about my initial assessment. You are really tasty like nectar”. Vikas stood up pulling me also with him. He slowly turned me around and hugged me from behind.
 
He started giving wet kisses all over my nape. I only managed to whisper “your office door is still unlocked Vikas”. He whispered “no one will bother us here, so don’t worry”.
 
He cupped my boobs gently from behind and said “you gave me an instant erection as soon as I saw your first picture Laila. You looked like a sex queen whom no man could satisfy enough”.
 
To be continued….

[Gitaranjan]

Nice update.

[Vishal Ramana]

Very nice going

[sexypreeti]

Nice update.

Thank You 

[sexypreeti]

Very nice going

Thank You 

[Wasifahim]

great update

[sexypreeti]

great update

Thank You 

[Thangaraasu]

wonderful start

[sexypreeti]

wonderful start

Thank You 

[jiivajothii]

Good. Make her humiliate her husband by making him lick and drink the sperms of vikas from her pussy.

[sexypreeti]

Good. Make her humiliate her husband by making him lick and drink the sperms of vikas from her pussy.

I am not going to say what is coming in the next few chapters and ruin the suspense...

[jiivajothii]

Appropriate title would be I love my boss

[adangamaru]

Super updates.

[vishuvanathan]

Interesting starting

[kadhalkirukkan]

Beautiful way to begin. What is the teenage boy role here?