Update 29
Geeti ki phone ki halki si vibration ne usse neend se uthaya. Usne aankhein aadhi kholi aur bedside table se phone uthaya. Screen par ek message chamak raha tha—Raghavan ka message.
Raghavan (Boss): "Your visa is approved. Be ready. We leave for Thailand soon. Trip duration: 7 days."
Ek dheemi si muskurahat uske honthon par aayi. Toh finally, yeh trip fix ho chuka tha. 7 din Thailand mein—business meetings, luxury hotels, expensive dinners... aur sabse important, MD ki hidden desires jo ek ‘official agenda’ ke peeche chhupi thi.
Usne abhi message properly padha bhi nahi tha ki ek aur notification flash hua.
Raghavan: "MD is coming to office tomorrow to discuss the trip and itinerary. Be prepared."
Geeti ne phone table par rakha, aur ceiling ki taraf dekha. MD—Madhukar Dev, ek 60-year-old aadmi, power aur influence se bhara, aur uska bhookha. Yeh koi secret nahi tha. Pichle kuch mahino se MD ka hidden interest uske taraf badhta hi ja raha tha.
Pehle bhi try kar chuka tha. Gifts bhejwane ki koshish ki thi—expensive jewelry, designer bags, perfumes, lekin indirectly. Har baar Raghavan ke through.
But Geeti ne usi waqt Raghavan ko clear warning de di thi—“Agar MD ko mujhe chahiye, toh meri sharton pe khelna hoga. Yeh saste gifts se kuch nahi hone wala.”
Aur ab... wo kal aa raha tha.
Ab kyun? Yeh ek normal business meeting hai ya kuch aur? MD ka next move kya hone wala hai?
Of course, Thailand trip ek official kaam ke liye tha, lekin MD ke dimaag mein sirf business nahi chal raha hoga. Yeh baat fix thi.
Shayad ab usse lag raha hoga ki ab Geeti soft ho jaayegi, uske pressure ke aage gir jaayegi, aur apni control uske haathon mein de degi.
"Huh..." Geeti ne ek halka sa exhale kiya, uske honthon par ek teasing smile aayi.
Mard aur unki soch.
MD Ki Visit Ka Hidden Meaning
Kal ki meeting sirf Thailand ke itinerary ke baare mein nahi hone waali thi.
MD koi naya offer dega? Koi naya plan banayega? Ya phir directly kuch bolder move karega?
Ek baat clear thi—MD ab bhi usse paane ki koshish kar raha tha.
Aur Geeti jaanti thi, yeh game abhi khatam nahi hua tha.
Usne phone uthaya aur Raghavan ko ek chhota sa reply bheja—
"Noted. Will be ready for the meeting tomorrow."
Phir ek second ruk kar ek aur message likha—
"MD ko kehna, is baar agar mujhe impress karna hai, toh kuch zyada interesting lekar aaye."
Message send karne ke baad usne light off ki, ek teasing si muskurahat uske chehre par thi.
Kal ka din kaafi mazedaar hone wala tha.
Subah ke pehle rays jab Geeti ke kamre ki khidki se andar aaye, toh usne dheere se apni aankhein kholi. Aaj ka din important tha. MD Madhukar Dev aane wala tha, aur Geeti jaanti thi ki yeh sirf ek business meeting nahi hone wali thi.
Woh jaanta tha ki uski chahat sirf Thailand trip tak simit nahi thi—uske mann mein aur bhi irade honge. Lekin Geeti bhi koi aam aurat nahi thi. Agar MD usse chahata tha, toh uske terms par. Aur aaj, woh bas ek ordinary executive nahi, ek chalak, seductive, lekin classy aur unreachable malika banne wali thi.
Saree – An Elegant Weapon of Seduction
Geeti ne almirah kholi aur ek saree nikaali—deep wine red color ki, jo uski golden skin ke saath ekdam perfect contrast banaye. Yeh saree na zyada revealing thi aur na hi puri tarah se conservative—bilkul uske game ke hisaab se tayar.
Usne dheere se saree ka soft, sheer fabric apne badan ke ird-gird lapeta, jaise woh uski twacha ka ek hissa ban rahi ho. Saree perfectly dbangd thi—jitna dikhna chahiye, bas utna hi dikh raha tha, lekin jitna chhupa tha, wo aur zyada sulagta lag raha tha.
Blouse ek deep-cut sleeveless design tha, jo uske curves ko highlight kar raha tha. Uska clevage perfectly visible tha, ek teasing, seductive shape ke saath, lekin itna decent ki MD use cheap na soche, balki bas use dekhte hi bechain ho jaye.
Uska navel perfectly exposed tha, saree ka pallu halki si loose dbang mein tha, jo uski kamar aur belly ke curves ko aur bhi highlight kar raha tha. Jab bhi woh chalegi, toh uski kamar aur uski toned belly ka slight movement MD ki nazar ko wahin fix kar dega.
Uske bare arms ek dum smooth aur well-toned dikh rahe the, aur jab usne apne baal ek side pe kiye, toh uske nange armpits bhi subtly expose ho gaye—ekdum clean, delicate aur ek soft chamak ke saath. Yeh MD ke mann mein ek new craving bharne ke liye kaafi tha.
Saree ka pallu dheere se shoulder se fisal raha tha, jo uske deep backless blouse ko expose kar raha tha—ek narmi bhara curve jo sirf tease kar raha tha, kuch zyada reveal nahi kar raha tha. Wahi mystery jo MD ko aur pagal kar degi.
Final Look – A Goddess Ready to Control the Game
Geeti mirror ke saamne khadi ho gayi, ek baar apne aap ko poora dekha.
Golden skin, perfect curves, toned belly, soft exposed armpits, and a cleavage jo bas ek invitation jaisa lag raha tha.
Ek teasing smile uske chehre pe aayi. Yeh sirf ek saree nahi thi, yeh ek carefully designed trap tha. Aaj MD ko sirf ek meeting nahi milne waali thi, balki ek aisi tamanna jo use aur bhi bechain karegi.
Usne halki si perfume spray ki—ek deep musk fragrance jo MD ki senses ko aur tease karegi. Hair ek taraf rakha, jisse uske nange kandhe aur armpits aur zyada visible ho gaye.
MD ko lagna chahiye ki Geeti uski hai, lekin usse yeh bhi mehsoos hona chahiye ki woh use tab tak nahi milegi jab tak woh uske sharton pe na aaye.
Ek confident smile ke saath, Geeti meeting ke liye tayyar thi—ek goddess, ek tease, aur ek unstoppable power.
Jaise hi Geeti office mein enter hui, saara mahaul ek pal ke liye ruk gaya.
Ek ajeeb si khamoshi thi, jaise sabke dil ek saath tez dhadak rahe ho. Har nazar sirf usi par thi—aankhon mein utsukta, aakarshan, aur bechaini.
Woh jaanti thi ki aaj woh sirf ek employee nahi thi, balki ek chalti-phirti fantasy ban chuki thi.
Uski wine-red saree har curve ko ekdum perfect hug kar rahi thi, jaise uske badan ka hi ek hissa ho. Blouse sleeveless tha, deep-cut, jo uski collarbone aur smooth shoulders ko expose kar raha tha. Jab bhi woh apne baal ek side pe karti, uske nange armpits ki ek halki jhalak milti, jo aur bhi tease kar rahi thi.
Uski kamar patli aur perfect curve mein thi, saree ka pallu loosely dbangd tha, jisse uska smooth, glowing navel pura dikh raha tha. Jab woh chali, toh uski kamar ka halka sa hilna, navel ke aas-paas ki twacha ka stretch hona, yeh sab har nazar ko wahin bandh raha tha.
Ek halki si musk fragrance uske aas paas fail rahi thi, jo aakarshan ko aur bhi gehra kar rahi thi.
Aaj ka din sirf business ka nahi hone wala tha.
Madhukar Dev (MD) apni cabin mein tha, papers check kar raha tha, jab uski nazar glass wall ke paar Geeti par padi.
Aur ek pal ke liye, uski saari soch blank ho gayi.
Uske haath mein jo pen tha, woh tight ho gaya, uska dil thoda sa tez dhadak gaya, lekin uske chehre pe ek shaant, lekin dangerous muskurahat thi.
Damn.
Yeh sirf ek aurat nahi thi, yeh ek open challenge tha.
Uska sleeveless blouse uske smooth, toned arms ko expose kar raha tha. Jab bhi woh apni body adjust karti, uske soft armpits ki ek teasing jhalak dikh jaati. MD ki nazar wahan ruki, uske mann mein ek ajeeb si bhookh jag gayi.
Lekin sabse zyada uska deep neckline uske saansein tez kar raha tha. Stan halki si teasing bounce ke saath perfect curve mein dikh rahe the, na zyada expose na kam, bas itna ki ek mard pagal ho jaaye.
Uska navel ekdum clean aur seductive lag raha tha, saree ki folds se halki si jhalak mil rahi thi, jaise ek invitation ho.
MD apni kursi pe peeche jhuk gaya, uske honthon pe ek halki si muskurahat aayi.
Yeh ladki usse mana kar chuki thi. Pehle gifts se, chhoti-chhoti cheezon se uska mood banana chahta tha.
Lekin usne Raghavan se keh diya tha—agar MD ko usse kuch chahiye, toh use Geeti ki shartein maanni hongi.
Aaj ki tayyari dekhkar ek baat clear thi.
Woh khel rahi thi. Woh jaanti thi ki MD uske peeche pagal hai.
Lekin kya woh sirf tease karne aayi thi? Ya uske mann mein bhi kuch aur tha?
MD ne dheere se intercom ka button dabaya, aur ek dum shaant lekin command bhari awaaz mein bola—
"Geeti, mere cabin mein aajao. Abhi."
Usne glass wall se dekha, jaise hi Geeti ne apna sir thoda ghumaaya, jaise usse already expected ho.
Woh apne pallu ko adjust karte hue, confident steps mein MD ke cabin ki taraf badh gayi. Har ek step mein uske hips ka halka sa sway tha, jo uske andar ki game ko dikhata tha.
MD ne ek gehri saans li.
Aaj ki meeting sirf business nahi hone waali thi.
Geeti office pahunch chuki thi, cabin ka mahaul ekdum professional tha, meeting shuru ho chuki thi. Table par files bichi thi, MD Madhukar Dev papers dekh raha tha, Raghavan bhi side mein baitha tha, par MD ki aankhein bar-bar documents se uth kar Geeti ke badan par ja rahi thi.
Geeti jaanti thi.
Woh andar se muskurai, magar chehre par ek calm, poised expression tha. Meeting ke dauraan woh documents discuss kar rahi thi, lekin beech beech mein uski chhoti-chhoti movements jaan boojh kar seductive ho rahi thi.
Ek pal aaya jab usne dheere se apne baal ek taraf kiye, uski smooth, nange armpits fully expose ho gayi. MD ki aankhein wahan chipak gayi, jaise usse ek addiction ho chuki ho.
Geeti ne jaan-boojh kar apne pallu ko thoda sa adjust kiya, ek halki jhalak uske cleavage ki, uske full, soft curves ki dikhi. Woh apni seat pe halka sa aage jhuki, aur uska toned belly aur navel thoda aur dikhne laga.
MD andar hi andar ek garmi mehsoos kar raha tha, usse yeh ladki ab bas leni hi thi. Woh 64 ka tha, Geeti sirf 27 ki, ek dum fresh, seductive, ekdum jawaan, ek dum perfect. Woh uski purity, uski seduction, sab kuch todna chahta tha.
"Geeti," MD ki awaaz ab thodi heavy lag rahi thi, "Yeh Thailand trip tumhare career ke liye kaafi important hai. Agar tum yahan apna best perform karti ho, toh bahut kuch mil sakta hai."
Geeti ne apni narmi bhari muskurahat ke saath uski taraf dekha, "Haan sir, mujhe pata hai ki ye trip kaafi valuable hai."
MD ki aankhein uske honthon se lekar neeche uske body pe bar-bar ja rahi thi, uska mind ab meeting pe nahi, sirf Geeti ke seductive curves pe tha.
"Aur tumhare liye bhi," MD ne dheere se ek platinum credit card nikal kar table par rakha, "Company ka card hai, unlimited access. Tum is trip mein jitna chaho spend kar sakti ho."
Geeti ne halki si teasing muskurahat di, "Oh... kaafi generous offer hai, sir."
MD ab thoda aur aage jhuka, "Agar tum meeting mein aur Thailand trip mein achha perform karti ho, toh mujhe lagta hai ki tumhe ek promotion bhi mil sakta hai. Same level as your manager."
Geeti ne aankhein thodi narrow ki, phir dheere se smile di. Yeh aadmi use kharidne ki koshish kar raha tha.
Par Geeti koi aam ladki nahi thi.
Usne credit card uthaya, MD ki taraf dekha, aur ek sulagti muskurahat di, "Mujhe yeh deal kaafi interesting lag rahi hai, sir."
MD ne apni seat mein peeche jhuk kar Geeti ko dekha, uski aankhon mein ek bhookh thi, lekin Geeti jaanti thi—yeh sirf shuruat thi.
Geeti dheere se apni kursi se uthi, apne dono haath upar uthaye, jaise stretch kar rahi ho, lekin MD ke liye yeh ek clear tease tha. Uski sleeveless blouse ke wajah se uske smooth, nange armpits puri tarah expose ho gaye, ekdum clean aur inviting. MD ki nazar wahan chipak gayi, jaise wo har ek detail mehsoos kar raha ho.
Geeti ne ek halki si muskurahat di, ek teasing confidence ke saath aur dheere se kaha, “Sir, Thailand trip mein toh main best performance dungi, lekin sirf promotion se satisfy nahi houngi…”
MD ne ek deep laugh ki, uski aankhein ab khulle aam Geeti ke body ko explore kar rahi thi. Uski jawani ka har kona uske liye ek temptation ban chuka tha.
"Geeti," MD ne aankhein thodi narrow ki, uska chehra ekdum shikari jaisa ho gaya, "Ye credit card ab tumhara hai. Unlimited access. Jitna chaho, jitna spend karna chaho, sab tumhare haath mein hai."
Phir MD halka sa aage jhuka, uski awaaz thodi aur heavy ho chuki thi, "Aur agar tumne Thailand trip mein mujhe impress kar diya… toh sirf manager ka level nahi, tum company ki Vice President ban sakti ho."
Geeti ne ek aisi muskurahat di jo pure confidence aur seduction se bhari thi, jaise yeh game ab uske control mein ho.
Usne jaanboojh kar apna pen neeche gira diya, aur bina kisi jaldi ke, bedhasti se jhuki.
MD ki saansein rukh gayi.
Uski deep neckline, uska soft, full cleavage ekdum perfect angle se dikh raha tha. MD ke liye woh sirf ek second ka glimpse tha, lekin woh second uske liye ek ajeeb si aag laga chuka tha.
Geeti ne pen uthaya, seedhi hui, ek halki si teasing smile di, aur MD ki aankhon mein dekhkar boli—
"Aapko impress karna mere liye mushkil nahi hai, sir."
MD ab bas usse dekhta raha, ekdum silent, lekin uski aankhon mein ek bhookh thi, ek tez jalan, ek possession ki iccha.
Geeti apne hips dheere se sway karte hue cabin se nikal gayi, jaise usne uska sirf ek trail dikhaya ho, aur asli cheez sirf Thailand trip ke liye bachi ho.
MD ne ek gehri saans li, ekdum intense tareeke se apne chair pe peeche jhuka.
"Thailand trip bohot interesting hone wala hai..." usne dheere se bola, apne excitement ko control karte hue.
MD apni leather chair mein peeche jhuk kar ek gehri saans le raha tha. Abhi abhi Geeti is cabin se nikli thi, lekin uska ehsaas ab tak uske dimaag aur badan mein tha. Uski narmi bhari muskurahat, uska jhukar pen uthana, uske smooth armpits ki teasing jhalak—sab kuch MD ke mann mein ek naya aag lagake gaya tha.
Tabhi darwaza khula, aur Raghavan andar aaya.
Raghavan aate hi MD ki shakal dekhi aur halka sa smile kiya. Woh jaanta tha ki MD ki aankhon mein jo bhookh hai, uska sirf ek hi reason hai—Geeti.
MD halki si muskurahat ke saath bola, “Yeh ladki… uff… yeh koi normal ladki nahi hai, Raghavan. Isko paana aasaan nahi hai. Bohot samajhdaar aur chalak hai.”
Raghavan hansa, “Sir, yeh toh mujhe bhi pehle din se pata tha. Itni aasaan hoti toh aaj tak koi claim kar chuka hota. Par yeh sirf tease kar rahi hai, uska level badh gaya hai. Lekin ek baat fix hai—Thailand trip mein yeh bach nahi sakti.”
MD ka chehra aur intense ho gaya.
Usne whiskey ka ek sip liya, aur dheere se bola, “Thailand mein, ek baar yeh mere control mein aayi na… toh phir iske har curve, har softness ka maza loonga.”
Raghavan ki aankhein chamak gayi.
“Sir, aapko toh maza aayega hi. Lekin aap bhi jaante hain, yeh ladki sirf ek raat ka maza lene ke liye nahi hai. Yeh ekdum high-class maal hai. Aisi ladki ek baar taste karne ke baad bhoolti nahi.”
MD hasne laga, ekdum shaitani tareeke se.
“Raghavan, tujhe pata hai, maine kitni ladkiyan dekhi hai, Thailand mein bhi jitna chaho utna premium maal milta hai. Par Geeti jaise sirf ek hi hoti hai. Ek aisi ladki jo seedha na bole, lekin apni har chaal se invite kare.”
Raghavan bhi hasne laga.
“Sir, sach bolun toh main bhi excited hoon. Ek aisi ladki jo classy bhi ho, chalak bhi, lekin uske andar ki bhookh abhi fully jagi nahi. Par yeh trip ke baad, woh aapki ban chuki hogi.”
MD ne apni whiskey ka glass table pe rakha, aur ek confident smirk diya.
"Raghavan, bas ek baar Thailand pahunch jaayein... phir yeh ladki har shart bhool jaayegi. Main isse poora tod doonga."
Raghavan ab aur excited lag raha tha.
"Sir, Thailand mein aap dono enjoy kariye… phir shayad kabhi mujhe bhi thoda taste mil jaye!”
MD ne ek teasing laughter diya, ekdum dominating andaaz mein, "Dekh Raghavan… abhi yeh sirf shuruat hai. Par bas itna yaad rakh—yeh ladki sirf mere liye hai.”
Raghavan smirk karta raha, dono ki aankhon mein ek hi cheez thi—Thailand trip sirf business ke liye nahi, Geeti ko pura paane ke liye bhi hone waala tha.
Geeti ka badan literally jal raha tha. MD ke cabin se nikalte hi uske andar ek aag si lag gayi thi.
Uski aankhon mein MD ki dirty nazar abhi tak ghoom rahi thi…
Uski saree ke andar se jhalakte curves, uska pen uthate waqt clevage ka glimpse, aur MD ka control lose karna—yeh sab Geeti ko andar tak bhiga chuka tha.
She was dripping. Horny. Desperate.
Lekin ab raat tak rukna mushkil tha. Woh chaahti thi ki koi usse turant touch kare, use mehsoos kare…
Abhi. Isi waqt.
Usne car side mein ek quiet corner mein park ki, ek mischievous smile ke saath phone nikala.
Contact list mein neeche scroll karke ek naam pe ungli ruk gayi—Ramu Kaka.
Old, loyal, obedient. And completely hers.
Geeti ne call kiya.
“Ramu… parking mein aa jao. Abhi. Mujhe kaam hai.”
Uska tone soft tha, lekin woh soft tone mein bhi command chhupi thi.
Ramu ne phone sunte hi seedha uth kar bhaagna start kiya.
“J-ji madam! Main aa raha hoon!”
Lift se neeche aate hi uski halat tight ho chuki thi.
Uska dil tez dhadak raha tha, pasine ke boondein nikal rahi thi—na garmi se, na daudne se—sirf excitement se.
Car door pe pahunchte hi usne dekha, Geeti pichhle seat pe thi, ek royal, seductive pose mein bethi hui.
Saree thodi loose thi, pallu side mein. Blouse ke neeche se curves clearly ubhar rahe the. Uska ek shoulder almost bare tha, aur baal ek taraf gir rahe the.
“Madam, aapne bulaya?” Ramu ne dare-dare pucha.
Geeti ne uski aankhon mein dekha, ek slow seductive nazar daali.
“Andar aao, Ramu.”
Ramu seedha andar chala gaya, mooh se kuch keh bhi nahi paaya.
Woh jaanta tha Geeti ke liye woh sirf ek naukar nahi tha, woh tha uska pet, uska slave—jo bas hukm ka intezaar karta tha.
Geeti ne pichhle seat pe thoda let jaane ke style mein pose liya.
Fir usne apne dono pair dheere se faila diye, saree ke andar ka narm, glowing skin dikh raha tha.
Ramu ki aankhon mein pure hawas ki chamak thi.
Woh bas dekhta hi reh gaya.
Tabhi Geeti ne apni narmi bhari awaaz mein kaha,
“Ramu… lick me.”
Uske shabdon mein na koi sharam thi, na hesitation—sirf order tha.
Ramu ne ek second bhi nahi socha. Woh jhuk gaya, uske beech aa gaya.
Geeti ne aankhein band kar li… uski saans tez ho gayi…
Car ke andar sirf halki-halki moaning, Ramu ki heavy breathing aur leather seat ki halki aahat sunai de rahi thi.
Us moment mein Geeti koi biwi, koi employee ya seductress nahi thi—woh ek malika thi, jiske charno mein ek purush apna sab kuch chhod chuka tha.
Ramu ne dheere se Geeti ki dono taangon ke beech apna sir ghusaya, uski saree ke andar ka taap usse turant mehsoos hua. Garam hawaon aur Geeti ke badan ki khushboo ne Ramu ko aur bhi pagal kar diya. Usne dheere se haath badhaya aur Geeti ki panty ko chhua — wo bilkul geeli thi, itni geeli ki paani drip ho raha tha jaise kisi ne bottle ulat di ho.
Ramu ne apne hont sukhe hue mehsoos kiye, usne ek baar apni thook andar nigli — aaj uska sapna sach hone wala tha. Pehli baar, Geeti ki chut uske samne thi, uske muh ke itne kareeb ki uski saans bhi us jagah ko chhoo rahi thi.
Usne bina waqt gawaaye, panty ke upar se hi chut par ek gehra, bhookha kiss joda. Geeti ke mooh se ek moan nikli, “Haa... Ramu…”
Geeti ne uske sir ko apni taangon ke beech aur zor se daba liya, jaise keh rahi ho — "Aur karo, mat ruko." Ramu ne uske geele kapde ko muh se press kiya, uski garmi, uska taste — sab kuch apne andar le raha tha.
“Ahhh... ohhh... famu…” Geeti ki aawaz nikal gayi, moan aur pleasure se bhari hui. Uska jism hil raha tha, aur Ramu us pal mein khud ko raja mehsoos kar raha tha — jaise woh sach mein chaand pe pahunch gaya ho.
Ramu ne dheere se apne dono haathon se Geeti ki panty ke elastic ko pakda. Uski ungliyon mein us geeli kapde ki nami mehsoos ho rahi thi. Dheere dheere usne panty ko neeche khisakaya, jaise kisi pooja mein dhyan se kalash uthaya jaata hai. Panty uski thais tak aayi, phir ghutnon ke paas, aur phir pairon se bahar nikal gayi.
Aur jaise hi usne panty hatai, Ramu ki aankhen phat gayi.
Uske saamne ek garmi se bhari, completely wet, thodi si khuli hui chut thi. Soft brownish pink outer lips, bilkul puffy, jaise kisi gulab ke phool ki kali ho — lekin garmi se phuli hui. Andar se halki si hilti, twitch karti... jaise bulane ko keh rahi ho — "Aaja, chakh le mujhe."
Us chut ke aaspaas thoda pubic hair tha, neatly trimmed, jo aur bhi zyada seductive lag raha tha. Ramu ka muh khula ka khula reh gaya. Usne apni ungli se chut ke outer lips ko halki si door kiya, aur dekha — andar se bilkul silky pink flesh dikhi, shining because it was soaked... completely dripping.
“Geeti… kya chiz hai tu…” usne dheere se kaha, aur turant apni zubaan us geeli jagah par rakh di.
First lick.
Usne tip of his tongue se chut ke upar ek lamba stroke maara — bottom se top tak. Geeti ne turant react kiya, “Aahhh... Ramuuu... haan baby...”
Ramu ne apni zubaan se baar baar us chut ko chaatna shuru kiya, circular motion mein, kabhi slow, kabhi fast. Usne clit ko apni zubaan se press kiya, phir chusa... “Ohhh fuckkk…” Geeti ki kamar uth gayi, vo apni taange aur zyada spread kar chuki thi.
Usne do ungliyan li aur dheere se Geeti ki chut mein daali. Garam, silky andar... jaise swarg ka darwaza ho. Chut ne uski ungli ko turant pakad liya, tight grip mein. Geeti ab moan nahi kar rahi thi — vo cheekh rahi thi.
“Ramuuuu... aur karo… chhod mat... chaat chaat chaat… aaahhh!”
Ramu ne ungliyaan andar-bahar karni shuru ki, saath mein clit ko zubaan se rub karta raha. Geeti ka jism hil raha tha, uski saans tez ho chuki thi, aur ek moment pe usne zor se Ramu ka sir daba diya apni chut ke andar...
“Aahhhh... Ramu... aaahhh... main... main... main chhootne wali hoon...”
Ek dum se Geeti ka jism hil utha, ek spasm jaisa... aur uski chut ne squirt kiya — warm liquid Ramu ke muh mein aa gaya. Usne sab kuch nigal liya, jaise amrit pee raha ho.
Geeti abhi bhi thodi der tak kaanpti rahi, uski chut halki si throb kar rahi thi. Ramu ne us jagah par ek soft kiss diya, jaise us chut ko shukriya keh raha ho.
Geeti ne gehri saans le kar aankhein band ki. Uski chut abhi bhi thodi si throb kar rahi thi release ke baad. Usne Ramu ka sir apne legs ke beech se hata diya — Ramu ka chehra pura geeli chut ke squirt se bhig chuka tha. Uske gaal, naak, hont sab chipak rahe the, lekin uski aankhon mein ek alag si chamak thi — khushi, garv, aur thoda obsession bhi.
Usne ek classy aur confident muskaan ke saath Geeti ki taraf dekha, jaise jeet gaya ho. “Memsahab… aaj toh chand chaat liya main…”
Geeti ne uski taraf dekha, thoda sharmake, lekin aankhon mein ek teasing glow tha. Usne kaha,
“Shukriya, Ramu… tumne mujhe aaj khush kar diya. Tumhara style… tumhari bhookh… sab kuch alag tha. Aaj raat tumhe meri armpits bhi chatne hain, bolo? Ye tumhara gift hoga.”
Ramu ke mooh se bas ek hi shabd nikla — “Memsahab…”
Aur fir usne halki si hansi mein kaha,
“Mann toh bohot hai… lekin jo pant mein khada hai na, wo sirf salute nahi kar raha… ab woh fight maang raha hai. Agar aap hi usse shaant kar dein toh main us reward tak pahuch sakta hoon.”
Geeti ne thoda hairan hokar uski pant ki taraf dekha. Ramu, jo uska office ka peon tha, ab uske saamne uske lund ki shanti maang raha tha — usi Geeti se, jo hamesha high-class logon, businessmen aur VIP friends ke saath hi sex kiya tha. Aaj us naukar ne uski chut chaat ke usse kuch maang liya tha — aur sabse shocking baat ye thi ki... Geeti ko usmein maza aa raha tha.
Thoda muskurake, usne dheere se haath badhaya, Ramu ki pant ke upar se uska lund feel kiya.
Garam, tight, throb karta hua. Uska size uske status se zyada bada tha.
Ramu ne aankhein band kar li, “Aapne chhoo liya, memsahab… ab toh jaan hi nikal jayegi.”
Geeti ne zara sa hila ke kaha, “Tumhara lund toh officeron jaisa feel ho raha hai, Ramu. Chalo, pehle ise salute se shaant karte hain.”
Usne uska belt khola, pant neeche ki, aur boxer ke andar ka jism dekha — throbbing, soaked at the tip.
Geeti ne bas ek thandi saans li aur kaha, “Aaj main tujhe naukar nahi samajhne wali, Ramu... aaj tu mera reward hai.”
Geeti ne apne perfectly manicured ungliyon se Ramu ka pant aur boxer thoda aur neeche kiya. Uska lund ab pura expose ho chuka tha — throb karta hua, thick veins ke saath, tip se halka pre-cum nikalta hua. Ramu ne shayad kabhi nahi socha tha ke jis memsahab ko woh files laake deta hai, woh aaj uska lund apne haathon mein pakadke explore karegi.
Geeti ne aankhon mein thoda naughty sparkle leke uska lund pakda, dheere se hilaya — base se leke tip tak.
“Ramu… tumne toh apne pants mein hidden treasure chhupa rakha tha…”
Uska tone teasing tha, lekin aankhon mein thoda hunger bhi tha. She wasn’t just being playful—she was getting turned on.
Ramu ka bas chale toh woh wahi gir jaaye, lekin usne apne aap ko rokke rakha.
“Memsahab… bas… yeh sab sapna lag raha hai…”
Geeti ne thoda jhukti hui aankhon se uske lund ko dekha — kaafi thick tha, thoda upward curve ke saath, base pe thode dense baal… ek real mard ka lund.
Usne apne baal thoda peechhe kiye, zubaan se hoth gila kiye, aur dheere se uske lund ke tip par ek soft kiss diya.
First touch.
Ramu ki saans andar atak gayi. “Uhhh... memsahab...”
Geeti ne uske lund ke tip ko zubaan se lick kiya, jaise ice cream ki first lap hoti hai. Phir dheere se apne hont uske lund ke upar le aayi, aur usse apne muh mein le liya… sirf half inch, fir thoda aur… fir dheere dheere throat ke andar le jaane lagi.
Slurp... suck... mmmm...
Geeti ka mooh ab poora uske lund par busy tha — uski lipstick thoda smudge ho gayi thi, lekin uske hont tight grip mein the. She was bobbing slowly… upar neeche, circular tongue motion ke saath.
Ramu ki kamar hilne lagi, mooh se nikalne laga:
“Ohhh... haaa memsahab… aap toh… aap toh kamaal ho… uffff... aahhh…”
Geeti har stroke ke saath zyada deep ja rahi thi, kabhi tip ko lips se tease karti, kabhi full lund throat tak le jaake gag jaisi sound karti.
“Gwak... slurp... mmm... ahhh...”
Uski aankhen upar Ramu ki taraf dekh rahi thi — naughty, dominant, and hungry. Ramu ka lund ab shiny ho chuka tha uski saliva se. Har bar jab wo lund uske muh se nikalti, uska thook ek string ki tarah lund se chipakta jaata.
“Tumhare jaise peon ke saath mujhe itna maza aayega, socha bhi nahi tha Ramu...”
Geeti ne kaha, aur phir wapas uska lund muh mein le liya, iss baar aur deep.
Ramu cheekh utha, “Aahhh... Geeti madam... rukk... warna main… aaahhh... main chhoot jaunga...”
Geeti ne speed badha di — slurp, suck, twist… uski zubaan aur lips ne Ramu ke lund ko pagal kar diya tha. Aur phir, ek final deep-throat stroke ke saath, Ramu ne andar release kar diya — garam, thick load seedha Geeti ke mooh mein.
Geeti ne sab kuch mooh mein liya… thoda zubaan pe taste kiya… aur uske saamne aankhon mein dekh ke nigal gayi.
“Hmm… strong taste. Tumhari mehnat ki tarah, kadak.”
Usne aankh maari, aur apne hont chaatti hui uth gayi, thoda sexy sa smirk ke saath.
Geeti ne Ramu ka garam cum apne zubaan par mehsoos kiya… thoda thick, thoda salty… lekin usne ek baar bhi disgust nahi dikhaya. Usne aankhon mein Ramu ki taraf dekhte hue poora load nigal liya — ek bhi boond waste nahi.
Ramu ki aankhon mein disbelief tha. “Memsahab… aapne toh… sab kuch pee liya…”
Geeti ne hont chaate hue, sexy si muskaan ke saath kaha,
“Tumne mujhe khush kiya Ramu, aur main kisi ko kabhi adhura gift nahi deti.”
Ramu ki pichkari toh already ud chuki thi, lekin uska dil us moment mein full blast tha. Ek peon ke liye yeh sirf blowjob nahi tha — yeh tha sapne se bhi zyada kuch. Usne socha bhi nahi tha ki uski high-class VP madam kabhi uska cum nigalengi… aur itne style se.
Dono ne thoda der saans sambhali, fir ek dusre ki taraf dekha — jaise dono hi jaan gaye ho ki yeh ek secret memory ban chuki hai.
Geeti ne tissue uthaya, apna mooh saaf kiya, lipstick thodi touch-up ki. Ramu ne bhi apna lund saaf kiya, pant upar kiya, belt bandha. Ek moment ke liye dono normal ban gaye — lekin andar ek nasha reh gaya.
“Chalo Ramu… ab ghar nikalti hoon. Aur haan, yeh sirf shuruaat thi. Aaj tune sirf muh diya… kabhi poori body bhi milegi, agar waqai deserve kare toh…”
Geeti ne aankh maari aur apni saree set karke, confident chaal mein nikal gayi — jaise kuch hua hi na ho.
Ramu bas wahin khada tha, thoda hilta hua, thoda smiling...
“Madam ne toh zindagi bana di…”
Usne andar hi andar socha, aur fir apna kaam sametne laga — lekin uski aankhon mein Geeti ke chut ka taste aur blowjob ki yaad baar baar flash ho rahi thi.
Raghavan (Boss): "Your visa is approved. Be ready. We leave for Thailand soon. Trip duration: 7 days."
Ek dheemi si muskurahat uske honthon par aayi. Toh finally, yeh trip fix ho chuka tha. 7 din Thailand mein—business meetings, luxury hotels, expensive dinners... aur sabse important, MD ki hidden desires jo ek ‘official agenda’ ke peeche chhupi thi.
Usne abhi message properly padha bhi nahi tha ki ek aur notification flash hua.
Raghavan: "MD is coming to office tomorrow to discuss the trip and itinerary. Be prepared."
Geeti ne phone table par rakha, aur ceiling ki taraf dekha. MD—Madhukar Dev, ek 60-year-old aadmi, power aur influence se bhara, aur uska bhookha. Yeh koi secret nahi tha. Pichle kuch mahino se MD ka hidden interest uske taraf badhta hi ja raha tha.
Pehle bhi try kar chuka tha. Gifts bhejwane ki koshish ki thi—expensive jewelry, designer bags, perfumes, lekin indirectly. Har baar Raghavan ke through.
But Geeti ne usi waqt Raghavan ko clear warning de di thi—“Agar MD ko mujhe chahiye, toh meri sharton pe khelna hoga. Yeh saste gifts se kuch nahi hone wala.”
Aur ab... wo kal aa raha tha.
Ab kyun? Yeh ek normal business meeting hai ya kuch aur? MD ka next move kya hone wala hai?
Of course, Thailand trip ek official kaam ke liye tha, lekin MD ke dimaag mein sirf business nahi chal raha hoga. Yeh baat fix thi.
Shayad ab usse lag raha hoga ki ab Geeti soft ho jaayegi, uske pressure ke aage gir jaayegi, aur apni control uske haathon mein de degi.
"Huh..." Geeti ne ek halka sa exhale kiya, uske honthon par ek teasing smile aayi.
Mard aur unki soch.
MD Ki Visit Ka Hidden Meaning
Kal ki meeting sirf Thailand ke itinerary ke baare mein nahi hone waali thi.
MD koi naya offer dega? Koi naya plan banayega? Ya phir directly kuch bolder move karega?
Ek baat clear thi—MD ab bhi usse paane ki koshish kar raha tha.
Aur Geeti jaanti thi, yeh game abhi khatam nahi hua tha.
Usne phone uthaya aur Raghavan ko ek chhota sa reply bheja—
"Noted. Will be ready for the meeting tomorrow."
Phir ek second ruk kar ek aur message likha—
"MD ko kehna, is baar agar mujhe impress karna hai, toh kuch zyada interesting lekar aaye."
Message send karne ke baad usne light off ki, ek teasing si muskurahat uske chehre par thi.
Kal ka din kaafi mazedaar hone wala tha.
Subah ke pehle rays jab Geeti ke kamre ki khidki se andar aaye, toh usne dheere se apni aankhein kholi. Aaj ka din important tha. MD Madhukar Dev aane wala tha, aur Geeti jaanti thi ki yeh sirf ek business meeting nahi hone wali thi.
Woh jaanta tha ki uski chahat sirf Thailand trip tak simit nahi thi—uske mann mein aur bhi irade honge. Lekin Geeti bhi koi aam aurat nahi thi. Agar MD usse chahata tha, toh uske terms par. Aur aaj, woh bas ek ordinary executive nahi, ek chalak, seductive, lekin classy aur unreachable malika banne wali thi.
Saree – An Elegant Weapon of Seduction
Geeti ne almirah kholi aur ek saree nikaali—deep wine red color ki, jo uski golden skin ke saath ekdam perfect contrast banaye. Yeh saree na zyada revealing thi aur na hi puri tarah se conservative—bilkul uske game ke hisaab se tayar.
Usne dheere se saree ka soft, sheer fabric apne badan ke ird-gird lapeta, jaise woh uski twacha ka ek hissa ban rahi ho. Saree perfectly dbangd thi—jitna dikhna chahiye, bas utna hi dikh raha tha, lekin jitna chhupa tha, wo aur zyada sulagta lag raha tha.
Blouse ek deep-cut sleeveless design tha, jo uske curves ko highlight kar raha tha. Uska clevage perfectly visible tha, ek teasing, seductive shape ke saath, lekin itna decent ki MD use cheap na soche, balki bas use dekhte hi bechain ho jaye.
Uska navel perfectly exposed tha, saree ka pallu halki si loose dbang mein tha, jo uski kamar aur belly ke curves ko aur bhi highlight kar raha tha. Jab bhi woh chalegi, toh uski kamar aur uski toned belly ka slight movement MD ki nazar ko wahin fix kar dega.
Uske bare arms ek dum smooth aur well-toned dikh rahe the, aur jab usne apne baal ek side pe kiye, toh uske nange armpits bhi subtly expose ho gaye—ekdum clean, delicate aur ek soft chamak ke saath. Yeh MD ke mann mein ek new craving bharne ke liye kaafi tha.
Saree ka pallu dheere se shoulder se fisal raha tha, jo uske deep backless blouse ko expose kar raha tha—ek narmi bhara curve jo sirf tease kar raha tha, kuch zyada reveal nahi kar raha tha. Wahi mystery jo MD ko aur pagal kar degi.
Final Look – A Goddess Ready to Control the Game
Geeti mirror ke saamne khadi ho gayi, ek baar apne aap ko poora dekha.
Golden skin, perfect curves, toned belly, soft exposed armpits, and a cleavage jo bas ek invitation jaisa lag raha tha.
Ek teasing smile uske chehre pe aayi. Yeh sirf ek saree nahi thi, yeh ek carefully designed trap tha. Aaj MD ko sirf ek meeting nahi milne waali thi, balki ek aisi tamanna jo use aur bhi bechain karegi.
Usne halki si perfume spray ki—ek deep musk fragrance jo MD ki senses ko aur tease karegi. Hair ek taraf rakha, jisse uske nange kandhe aur armpits aur zyada visible ho gaye.
MD ko lagna chahiye ki Geeti uski hai, lekin usse yeh bhi mehsoos hona chahiye ki woh use tab tak nahi milegi jab tak woh uske sharton pe na aaye.
Ek confident smile ke saath, Geeti meeting ke liye tayyar thi—ek goddess, ek tease, aur ek unstoppable power.
Jaise hi Geeti office mein enter hui, saara mahaul ek pal ke liye ruk gaya.
Ek ajeeb si khamoshi thi, jaise sabke dil ek saath tez dhadak rahe ho. Har nazar sirf usi par thi—aankhon mein utsukta, aakarshan, aur bechaini.
Woh jaanti thi ki aaj woh sirf ek employee nahi thi, balki ek chalti-phirti fantasy ban chuki thi.
Uski wine-red saree har curve ko ekdum perfect hug kar rahi thi, jaise uske badan ka hi ek hissa ho. Blouse sleeveless tha, deep-cut, jo uski collarbone aur smooth shoulders ko expose kar raha tha. Jab bhi woh apne baal ek side pe karti, uske nange armpits ki ek halki jhalak milti, jo aur bhi tease kar rahi thi.
Uski kamar patli aur perfect curve mein thi, saree ka pallu loosely dbangd tha, jisse uska smooth, glowing navel pura dikh raha tha. Jab woh chali, toh uski kamar ka halka sa hilna, navel ke aas-paas ki twacha ka stretch hona, yeh sab har nazar ko wahin bandh raha tha.
Ek halki si musk fragrance uske aas paas fail rahi thi, jo aakarshan ko aur bhi gehra kar rahi thi.
Aaj ka din sirf business ka nahi hone wala tha.
Madhukar Dev (MD) apni cabin mein tha, papers check kar raha tha, jab uski nazar glass wall ke paar Geeti par padi.
Aur ek pal ke liye, uski saari soch blank ho gayi.
Uske haath mein jo pen tha, woh tight ho gaya, uska dil thoda sa tez dhadak gaya, lekin uske chehre pe ek shaant, lekin dangerous muskurahat thi.
Damn.
Yeh sirf ek aurat nahi thi, yeh ek open challenge tha.
Uska sleeveless blouse uske smooth, toned arms ko expose kar raha tha. Jab bhi woh apni body adjust karti, uske soft armpits ki ek teasing jhalak dikh jaati. MD ki nazar wahan ruki, uske mann mein ek ajeeb si bhookh jag gayi.
Lekin sabse zyada uska deep neckline uske saansein tez kar raha tha. Stan halki si teasing bounce ke saath perfect curve mein dikh rahe the, na zyada expose na kam, bas itna ki ek mard pagal ho jaaye.
Uska navel ekdum clean aur seductive lag raha tha, saree ki folds se halki si jhalak mil rahi thi, jaise ek invitation ho.
MD apni kursi pe peeche jhuk gaya, uske honthon pe ek halki si muskurahat aayi.
Yeh ladki usse mana kar chuki thi. Pehle gifts se, chhoti-chhoti cheezon se uska mood banana chahta tha.
Lekin usne Raghavan se keh diya tha—agar MD ko usse kuch chahiye, toh use Geeti ki shartein maanni hongi.
Aaj ki tayyari dekhkar ek baat clear thi.
Woh khel rahi thi. Woh jaanti thi ki MD uske peeche pagal hai.
Lekin kya woh sirf tease karne aayi thi? Ya uske mann mein bhi kuch aur tha?
MD ne dheere se intercom ka button dabaya, aur ek dum shaant lekin command bhari awaaz mein bola—
"Geeti, mere cabin mein aajao. Abhi."
Usne glass wall se dekha, jaise hi Geeti ne apna sir thoda ghumaaya, jaise usse already expected ho.
Woh apne pallu ko adjust karte hue, confident steps mein MD ke cabin ki taraf badh gayi. Har ek step mein uske hips ka halka sa sway tha, jo uske andar ki game ko dikhata tha.
MD ne ek gehri saans li.
Aaj ki meeting sirf business nahi hone waali thi.
Geeti office pahunch chuki thi, cabin ka mahaul ekdum professional tha, meeting shuru ho chuki thi. Table par files bichi thi, MD Madhukar Dev papers dekh raha tha, Raghavan bhi side mein baitha tha, par MD ki aankhein bar-bar documents se uth kar Geeti ke badan par ja rahi thi.
Geeti jaanti thi.
Woh andar se muskurai, magar chehre par ek calm, poised expression tha. Meeting ke dauraan woh documents discuss kar rahi thi, lekin beech beech mein uski chhoti-chhoti movements jaan boojh kar seductive ho rahi thi.
Ek pal aaya jab usne dheere se apne baal ek taraf kiye, uski smooth, nange armpits fully expose ho gayi. MD ki aankhein wahan chipak gayi, jaise usse ek addiction ho chuki ho.
Geeti ne jaan-boojh kar apne pallu ko thoda sa adjust kiya, ek halki jhalak uske cleavage ki, uske full, soft curves ki dikhi. Woh apni seat pe halka sa aage jhuki, aur uska toned belly aur navel thoda aur dikhne laga.
MD andar hi andar ek garmi mehsoos kar raha tha, usse yeh ladki ab bas leni hi thi. Woh 64 ka tha, Geeti sirf 27 ki, ek dum fresh, seductive, ekdum jawaan, ek dum perfect. Woh uski purity, uski seduction, sab kuch todna chahta tha.
"Geeti," MD ki awaaz ab thodi heavy lag rahi thi, "Yeh Thailand trip tumhare career ke liye kaafi important hai. Agar tum yahan apna best perform karti ho, toh bahut kuch mil sakta hai."
Geeti ne apni narmi bhari muskurahat ke saath uski taraf dekha, "Haan sir, mujhe pata hai ki ye trip kaafi valuable hai."
MD ki aankhein uske honthon se lekar neeche uske body pe bar-bar ja rahi thi, uska mind ab meeting pe nahi, sirf Geeti ke seductive curves pe tha.
"Aur tumhare liye bhi," MD ne dheere se ek platinum credit card nikal kar table par rakha, "Company ka card hai, unlimited access. Tum is trip mein jitna chaho spend kar sakti ho."
Geeti ne halki si teasing muskurahat di, "Oh... kaafi generous offer hai, sir."
MD ab thoda aur aage jhuka, "Agar tum meeting mein aur Thailand trip mein achha perform karti ho, toh mujhe lagta hai ki tumhe ek promotion bhi mil sakta hai. Same level as your manager."
Geeti ne aankhein thodi narrow ki, phir dheere se smile di. Yeh aadmi use kharidne ki koshish kar raha tha.
Par Geeti koi aam ladki nahi thi.
Usne credit card uthaya, MD ki taraf dekha, aur ek sulagti muskurahat di, "Mujhe yeh deal kaafi interesting lag rahi hai, sir."
MD ne apni seat mein peeche jhuk kar Geeti ko dekha, uski aankhon mein ek bhookh thi, lekin Geeti jaanti thi—yeh sirf shuruat thi.
Geeti dheere se apni kursi se uthi, apne dono haath upar uthaye, jaise stretch kar rahi ho, lekin MD ke liye yeh ek clear tease tha. Uski sleeveless blouse ke wajah se uske smooth, nange armpits puri tarah expose ho gaye, ekdum clean aur inviting. MD ki nazar wahan chipak gayi, jaise wo har ek detail mehsoos kar raha ho.
Geeti ne ek halki si muskurahat di, ek teasing confidence ke saath aur dheere se kaha, “Sir, Thailand trip mein toh main best performance dungi, lekin sirf promotion se satisfy nahi houngi…”
MD ne ek deep laugh ki, uski aankhein ab khulle aam Geeti ke body ko explore kar rahi thi. Uski jawani ka har kona uske liye ek temptation ban chuka tha.
"Geeti," MD ne aankhein thodi narrow ki, uska chehra ekdum shikari jaisa ho gaya, "Ye credit card ab tumhara hai. Unlimited access. Jitna chaho, jitna spend karna chaho, sab tumhare haath mein hai."
Phir MD halka sa aage jhuka, uski awaaz thodi aur heavy ho chuki thi, "Aur agar tumne Thailand trip mein mujhe impress kar diya… toh sirf manager ka level nahi, tum company ki Vice President ban sakti ho."
Geeti ne ek aisi muskurahat di jo pure confidence aur seduction se bhari thi, jaise yeh game ab uske control mein ho.
Usne jaanboojh kar apna pen neeche gira diya, aur bina kisi jaldi ke, bedhasti se jhuki.
MD ki saansein rukh gayi.
Uski deep neckline, uska soft, full cleavage ekdum perfect angle se dikh raha tha. MD ke liye woh sirf ek second ka glimpse tha, lekin woh second uske liye ek ajeeb si aag laga chuka tha.
Geeti ne pen uthaya, seedhi hui, ek halki si teasing smile di, aur MD ki aankhon mein dekhkar boli—
"Aapko impress karna mere liye mushkil nahi hai, sir."
MD ab bas usse dekhta raha, ekdum silent, lekin uski aankhon mein ek bhookh thi, ek tez jalan, ek possession ki iccha.
Geeti apne hips dheere se sway karte hue cabin se nikal gayi, jaise usne uska sirf ek trail dikhaya ho, aur asli cheez sirf Thailand trip ke liye bachi ho.
MD ne ek gehri saans li, ekdum intense tareeke se apne chair pe peeche jhuka.
"Thailand trip bohot interesting hone wala hai..." usne dheere se bola, apne excitement ko control karte hue.
MD apni leather chair mein peeche jhuk kar ek gehri saans le raha tha. Abhi abhi Geeti is cabin se nikli thi, lekin uska ehsaas ab tak uske dimaag aur badan mein tha. Uski narmi bhari muskurahat, uska jhukar pen uthana, uske smooth armpits ki teasing jhalak—sab kuch MD ke mann mein ek naya aag lagake gaya tha.
Tabhi darwaza khula, aur Raghavan andar aaya.
Raghavan aate hi MD ki shakal dekhi aur halka sa smile kiya. Woh jaanta tha ki MD ki aankhon mein jo bhookh hai, uska sirf ek hi reason hai—Geeti.
MD halki si muskurahat ke saath bola, “Yeh ladki… uff… yeh koi normal ladki nahi hai, Raghavan. Isko paana aasaan nahi hai. Bohot samajhdaar aur chalak hai.”
Raghavan hansa, “Sir, yeh toh mujhe bhi pehle din se pata tha. Itni aasaan hoti toh aaj tak koi claim kar chuka hota. Par yeh sirf tease kar rahi hai, uska level badh gaya hai. Lekin ek baat fix hai—Thailand trip mein yeh bach nahi sakti.”
MD ka chehra aur intense ho gaya.
Usne whiskey ka ek sip liya, aur dheere se bola, “Thailand mein, ek baar yeh mere control mein aayi na… toh phir iske har curve, har softness ka maza loonga.”
Raghavan ki aankhein chamak gayi.
“Sir, aapko toh maza aayega hi. Lekin aap bhi jaante hain, yeh ladki sirf ek raat ka maza lene ke liye nahi hai. Yeh ekdum high-class maal hai. Aisi ladki ek baar taste karne ke baad bhoolti nahi.”
MD hasne laga, ekdum shaitani tareeke se.
“Raghavan, tujhe pata hai, maine kitni ladkiyan dekhi hai, Thailand mein bhi jitna chaho utna premium maal milta hai. Par Geeti jaise sirf ek hi hoti hai. Ek aisi ladki jo seedha na bole, lekin apni har chaal se invite kare.”
Raghavan bhi hasne laga.
“Sir, sach bolun toh main bhi excited hoon. Ek aisi ladki jo classy bhi ho, chalak bhi, lekin uske andar ki bhookh abhi fully jagi nahi. Par yeh trip ke baad, woh aapki ban chuki hogi.”
MD ne apni whiskey ka glass table pe rakha, aur ek confident smirk diya.
"Raghavan, bas ek baar Thailand pahunch jaayein... phir yeh ladki har shart bhool jaayegi. Main isse poora tod doonga."
Raghavan ab aur excited lag raha tha.
"Sir, Thailand mein aap dono enjoy kariye… phir shayad kabhi mujhe bhi thoda taste mil jaye!”
MD ne ek teasing laughter diya, ekdum dominating andaaz mein, "Dekh Raghavan… abhi yeh sirf shuruat hai. Par bas itna yaad rakh—yeh ladki sirf mere liye hai.”
Raghavan smirk karta raha, dono ki aankhon mein ek hi cheez thi—Thailand trip sirf business ke liye nahi, Geeti ko pura paane ke liye bhi hone waala tha.
Geeti ka badan literally jal raha tha. MD ke cabin se nikalte hi uske andar ek aag si lag gayi thi.
Uski aankhon mein MD ki dirty nazar abhi tak ghoom rahi thi…
Uski saree ke andar se jhalakte curves, uska pen uthate waqt clevage ka glimpse, aur MD ka control lose karna—yeh sab Geeti ko andar tak bhiga chuka tha.
She was dripping. Horny. Desperate.
Lekin ab raat tak rukna mushkil tha. Woh chaahti thi ki koi usse turant touch kare, use mehsoos kare…
Abhi. Isi waqt.
Usne car side mein ek quiet corner mein park ki, ek mischievous smile ke saath phone nikala.
Contact list mein neeche scroll karke ek naam pe ungli ruk gayi—Ramu Kaka.
Old, loyal, obedient. And completely hers.
Geeti ne call kiya.
“Ramu… parking mein aa jao. Abhi. Mujhe kaam hai.”
Uska tone soft tha, lekin woh soft tone mein bhi command chhupi thi.
Ramu ne phone sunte hi seedha uth kar bhaagna start kiya.
“J-ji madam! Main aa raha hoon!”
Lift se neeche aate hi uski halat tight ho chuki thi.
Uska dil tez dhadak raha tha, pasine ke boondein nikal rahi thi—na garmi se, na daudne se—sirf excitement se.
Car door pe pahunchte hi usne dekha, Geeti pichhle seat pe thi, ek royal, seductive pose mein bethi hui.
Saree thodi loose thi, pallu side mein. Blouse ke neeche se curves clearly ubhar rahe the. Uska ek shoulder almost bare tha, aur baal ek taraf gir rahe the.
“Madam, aapne bulaya?” Ramu ne dare-dare pucha.
Geeti ne uski aankhon mein dekha, ek slow seductive nazar daali.
“Andar aao, Ramu.”
Ramu seedha andar chala gaya, mooh se kuch keh bhi nahi paaya.
Woh jaanta tha Geeti ke liye woh sirf ek naukar nahi tha, woh tha uska pet, uska slave—jo bas hukm ka intezaar karta tha.
Geeti ne pichhle seat pe thoda let jaane ke style mein pose liya.
Fir usne apne dono pair dheere se faila diye, saree ke andar ka narm, glowing skin dikh raha tha.
Ramu ki aankhon mein pure hawas ki chamak thi.
Woh bas dekhta hi reh gaya.
Tabhi Geeti ne apni narmi bhari awaaz mein kaha,
“Ramu… lick me.”
Uske shabdon mein na koi sharam thi, na hesitation—sirf order tha.
Ramu ne ek second bhi nahi socha. Woh jhuk gaya, uske beech aa gaya.
Geeti ne aankhein band kar li… uski saans tez ho gayi…
Car ke andar sirf halki-halki moaning, Ramu ki heavy breathing aur leather seat ki halki aahat sunai de rahi thi.
Us moment mein Geeti koi biwi, koi employee ya seductress nahi thi—woh ek malika thi, jiske charno mein ek purush apna sab kuch chhod chuka tha.
Ramu ne dheere se Geeti ki dono taangon ke beech apna sir ghusaya, uski saree ke andar ka taap usse turant mehsoos hua. Garam hawaon aur Geeti ke badan ki khushboo ne Ramu ko aur bhi pagal kar diya. Usne dheere se haath badhaya aur Geeti ki panty ko chhua — wo bilkul geeli thi, itni geeli ki paani drip ho raha tha jaise kisi ne bottle ulat di ho.
Ramu ne apne hont sukhe hue mehsoos kiye, usne ek baar apni thook andar nigli — aaj uska sapna sach hone wala tha. Pehli baar, Geeti ki chut uske samne thi, uske muh ke itne kareeb ki uski saans bhi us jagah ko chhoo rahi thi.
Usne bina waqt gawaaye, panty ke upar se hi chut par ek gehra, bhookha kiss joda. Geeti ke mooh se ek moan nikli, “Haa... Ramu…”
Geeti ne uske sir ko apni taangon ke beech aur zor se daba liya, jaise keh rahi ho — "Aur karo, mat ruko." Ramu ne uske geele kapde ko muh se press kiya, uski garmi, uska taste — sab kuch apne andar le raha tha.
“Ahhh... ohhh... famu…” Geeti ki aawaz nikal gayi, moan aur pleasure se bhari hui. Uska jism hil raha tha, aur Ramu us pal mein khud ko raja mehsoos kar raha tha — jaise woh sach mein chaand pe pahunch gaya ho.
Ramu ne dheere se apne dono haathon se Geeti ki panty ke elastic ko pakda. Uski ungliyon mein us geeli kapde ki nami mehsoos ho rahi thi. Dheere dheere usne panty ko neeche khisakaya, jaise kisi pooja mein dhyan se kalash uthaya jaata hai. Panty uski thais tak aayi, phir ghutnon ke paas, aur phir pairon se bahar nikal gayi.
Aur jaise hi usne panty hatai, Ramu ki aankhen phat gayi.
Uske saamne ek garmi se bhari, completely wet, thodi si khuli hui chut thi. Soft brownish pink outer lips, bilkul puffy, jaise kisi gulab ke phool ki kali ho — lekin garmi se phuli hui. Andar se halki si hilti, twitch karti... jaise bulane ko keh rahi ho — "Aaja, chakh le mujhe."
Us chut ke aaspaas thoda pubic hair tha, neatly trimmed, jo aur bhi zyada seductive lag raha tha. Ramu ka muh khula ka khula reh gaya. Usne apni ungli se chut ke outer lips ko halki si door kiya, aur dekha — andar se bilkul silky pink flesh dikhi, shining because it was soaked... completely dripping.
“Geeti… kya chiz hai tu…” usne dheere se kaha, aur turant apni zubaan us geeli jagah par rakh di.
First lick.
Usne tip of his tongue se chut ke upar ek lamba stroke maara — bottom se top tak. Geeti ne turant react kiya, “Aahhh... Ramuuu... haan baby...”
Ramu ne apni zubaan se baar baar us chut ko chaatna shuru kiya, circular motion mein, kabhi slow, kabhi fast. Usne clit ko apni zubaan se press kiya, phir chusa... “Ohhh fuckkk…” Geeti ki kamar uth gayi, vo apni taange aur zyada spread kar chuki thi.
Usne do ungliyan li aur dheere se Geeti ki chut mein daali. Garam, silky andar... jaise swarg ka darwaza ho. Chut ne uski ungli ko turant pakad liya, tight grip mein. Geeti ab moan nahi kar rahi thi — vo cheekh rahi thi.
“Ramuuuu... aur karo… chhod mat... chaat chaat chaat… aaahhh!”
Ramu ne ungliyaan andar-bahar karni shuru ki, saath mein clit ko zubaan se rub karta raha. Geeti ka jism hil raha tha, uski saans tez ho chuki thi, aur ek moment pe usne zor se Ramu ka sir daba diya apni chut ke andar...
“Aahhhh... Ramu... aaahhh... main... main... main chhootne wali hoon...”
Ek dum se Geeti ka jism hil utha, ek spasm jaisa... aur uski chut ne squirt kiya — warm liquid Ramu ke muh mein aa gaya. Usne sab kuch nigal liya, jaise amrit pee raha ho.
Geeti abhi bhi thodi der tak kaanpti rahi, uski chut halki si throb kar rahi thi. Ramu ne us jagah par ek soft kiss diya, jaise us chut ko shukriya keh raha ho.
Geeti ne gehri saans le kar aankhein band ki. Uski chut abhi bhi thodi si throb kar rahi thi release ke baad. Usne Ramu ka sir apne legs ke beech se hata diya — Ramu ka chehra pura geeli chut ke squirt se bhig chuka tha. Uske gaal, naak, hont sab chipak rahe the, lekin uski aankhon mein ek alag si chamak thi — khushi, garv, aur thoda obsession bhi.
Usne ek classy aur confident muskaan ke saath Geeti ki taraf dekha, jaise jeet gaya ho. “Memsahab… aaj toh chand chaat liya main…”
Geeti ne uski taraf dekha, thoda sharmake, lekin aankhon mein ek teasing glow tha. Usne kaha,
“Shukriya, Ramu… tumne mujhe aaj khush kar diya. Tumhara style… tumhari bhookh… sab kuch alag tha. Aaj raat tumhe meri armpits bhi chatne hain, bolo? Ye tumhara gift hoga.”
Ramu ke mooh se bas ek hi shabd nikla — “Memsahab…”
Aur fir usne halki si hansi mein kaha,
“Mann toh bohot hai… lekin jo pant mein khada hai na, wo sirf salute nahi kar raha… ab woh fight maang raha hai. Agar aap hi usse shaant kar dein toh main us reward tak pahuch sakta hoon.”
Geeti ne thoda hairan hokar uski pant ki taraf dekha. Ramu, jo uska office ka peon tha, ab uske saamne uske lund ki shanti maang raha tha — usi Geeti se, jo hamesha high-class logon, businessmen aur VIP friends ke saath hi sex kiya tha. Aaj us naukar ne uski chut chaat ke usse kuch maang liya tha — aur sabse shocking baat ye thi ki... Geeti ko usmein maza aa raha tha.
Thoda muskurake, usne dheere se haath badhaya, Ramu ki pant ke upar se uska lund feel kiya.
Garam, tight, throb karta hua. Uska size uske status se zyada bada tha.
Ramu ne aankhein band kar li, “Aapne chhoo liya, memsahab… ab toh jaan hi nikal jayegi.”
Geeti ne zara sa hila ke kaha, “Tumhara lund toh officeron jaisa feel ho raha hai, Ramu. Chalo, pehle ise salute se shaant karte hain.”
Usne uska belt khola, pant neeche ki, aur boxer ke andar ka jism dekha — throbbing, soaked at the tip.
Geeti ne bas ek thandi saans li aur kaha, “Aaj main tujhe naukar nahi samajhne wali, Ramu... aaj tu mera reward hai.”
Geeti ne apne perfectly manicured ungliyon se Ramu ka pant aur boxer thoda aur neeche kiya. Uska lund ab pura expose ho chuka tha — throb karta hua, thick veins ke saath, tip se halka pre-cum nikalta hua. Ramu ne shayad kabhi nahi socha tha ke jis memsahab ko woh files laake deta hai, woh aaj uska lund apne haathon mein pakadke explore karegi.
Geeti ne aankhon mein thoda naughty sparkle leke uska lund pakda, dheere se hilaya — base se leke tip tak.
“Ramu… tumne toh apne pants mein hidden treasure chhupa rakha tha…”
Uska tone teasing tha, lekin aankhon mein thoda hunger bhi tha. She wasn’t just being playful—she was getting turned on.
Ramu ka bas chale toh woh wahi gir jaaye, lekin usne apne aap ko rokke rakha.
“Memsahab… bas… yeh sab sapna lag raha hai…”
Geeti ne thoda jhukti hui aankhon se uske lund ko dekha — kaafi thick tha, thoda upward curve ke saath, base pe thode dense baal… ek real mard ka lund.
Usne apne baal thoda peechhe kiye, zubaan se hoth gila kiye, aur dheere se uske lund ke tip par ek soft kiss diya.
First touch.
Ramu ki saans andar atak gayi. “Uhhh... memsahab...”
Geeti ne uske lund ke tip ko zubaan se lick kiya, jaise ice cream ki first lap hoti hai. Phir dheere se apne hont uske lund ke upar le aayi, aur usse apne muh mein le liya… sirf half inch, fir thoda aur… fir dheere dheere throat ke andar le jaane lagi.
Slurp... suck... mmmm...
Geeti ka mooh ab poora uske lund par busy tha — uski lipstick thoda smudge ho gayi thi, lekin uske hont tight grip mein the. She was bobbing slowly… upar neeche, circular tongue motion ke saath.
Ramu ki kamar hilne lagi, mooh se nikalne laga:
“Ohhh... haaa memsahab… aap toh… aap toh kamaal ho… uffff... aahhh…”
Geeti har stroke ke saath zyada deep ja rahi thi, kabhi tip ko lips se tease karti, kabhi full lund throat tak le jaake gag jaisi sound karti.
“Gwak... slurp... mmm... ahhh...”
Uski aankhen upar Ramu ki taraf dekh rahi thi — naughty, dominant, and hungry. Ramu ka lund ab shiny ho chuka tha uski saliva se. Har bar jab wo lund uske muh se nikalti, uska thook ek string ki tarah lund se chipakta jaata.
“Tumhare jaise peon ke saath mujhe itna maza aayega, socha bhi nahi tha Ramu...”
Geeti ne kaha, aur phir wapas uska lund muh mein le liya, iss baar aur deep.
Ramu cheekh utha, “Aahhh... Geeti madam... rukk... warna main… aaahhh... main chhoot jaunga...”
Geeti ne speed badha di — slurp, suck, twist… uski zubaan aur lips ne Ramu ke lund ko pagal kar diya tha. Aur phir, ek final deep-throat stroke ke saath, Ramu ne andar release kar diya — garam, thick load seedha Geeti ke mooh mein.
Geeti ne sab kuch mooh mein liya… thoda zubaan pe taste kiya… aur uske saamne aankhon mein dekh ke nigal gayi.
“Hmm… strong taste. Tumhari mehnat ki tarah, kadak.”
Usne aankh maari, aur apne hont chaatti hui uth gayi, thoda sexy sa smirk ke saath.
Geeti ne Ramu ka garam cum apne zubaan par mehsoos kiya… thoda thick, thoda salty… lekin usne ek baar bhi disgust nahi dikhaya. Usne aankhon mein Ramu ki taraf dekhte hue poora load nigal liya — ek bhi boond waste nahi.
Ramu ki aankhon mein disbelief tha. “Memsahab… aapne toh… sab kuch pee liya…”
Geeti ne hont chaate hue, sexy si muskaan ke saath kaha,
“Tumne mujhe khush kiya Ramu, aur main kisi ko kabhi adhura gift nahi deti.”
Ramu ki pichkari toh already ud chuki thi, lekin uska dil us moment mein full blast tha. Ek peon ke liye yeh sirf blowjob nahi tha — yeh tha sapne se bhi zyada kuch. Usne socha bhi nahi tha ki uski high-class VP madam kabhi uska cum nigalengi… aur itne style se.
Dono ne thoda der saans sambhali, fir ek dusre ki taraf dekha — jaise dono hi jaan gaye ho ki yeh ek secret memory ban chuki hai.
Geeti ne tissue uthaya, apna mooh saaf kiya, lipstick thodi touch-up ki. Ramu ne bhi apna lund saaf kiya, pant upar kiya, belt bandha. Ek moment ke liye dono normal ban gaye — lekin andar ek nasha reh gaya.
“Chalo Ramu… ab ghar nikalti hoon. Aur haan, yeh sirf shuruaat thi. Aaj tune sirf muh diya… kabhi poori body bhi milegi, agar waqai deserve kare toh…”
Geeti ne aankh maari aur apni saree set karke, confident chaal mein nikal gayi — jaise kuch hua hi na ho.
Ramu bas wahin khada tha, thoda hilta hua, thoda smiling...
“Madam ne toh zindagi bana di…”
Usne andar hi andar socha, aur fir apna kaam sametne laga — lekin uski aankhon mein Geeti ke chut ka taste aur blowjob ki yaad baar baar flash ho rahi thi.
