Episode 46
The begging put Mr. Khurana over the edge and I felt him shudder. Suddenly, I felt him spurt deep inside my pusssy. No one had ever made me feel that way. The feeling of his hot seed spurting inside me was amazing. He pulled out and thrust into me four more times, hard, groaning each time and spurting another jet of hot cum inside me. On his third thrust, I came hard, my pussy clenching around his cock as my orgasm rocked through my body, brought on by his hard thrusting and by erotic feeling of his cum inside me. I was squirming between him and the wall as my orgasm washed through me, moaning and gasping, screaming the word "Daddy" during what had to be the longest orgasm of my life. The orgasm he had given me the night before was nothing compared to this one, and that one had been positively amazing. I was gasping and panting, finally coming down from it long after Mr. Khurana's final spurt, his cock still buried in me. He looked at me as I finally opened my eyes, not realising I had even shut them, an eyebrow raised.
"That good?" he asked.
I laughed, slightly embarrassed. "No one's ever ....before...., Daddy. It felt... really, really awesome."
He looked at me seriously for a moment. "Is it okay that I did that?" he asked, and I nodded, smiling. I'd been on the pill since Ranjeet started fucking me. But even I was not not on the pills there was no way I was going to let this feeling go away, even if I would have to carry his babies.
Mr. Khurana looked relieved and gently set me down, pulling his softening cock out of my cunt. He kissed me softly, opposite to the rough way he had been fucking me, and pushed my wet hair off my face. As I was kissing him, my stomach growled. I pulled back in surprise, blushing furiously as Mr. Khurana laughed.
"You finish washing up," he said, stepping out of the shower and drying off quickly. "I'll make you some... well, lunch." He looked at his watch. "A 2:30 lunch."
I smiled as he shut the shower curtain, dressing quickly before he left the bathroom, leaning against the wall of the shower, just basking in the warm feeling around me. After a few moments, I shook myself out of it and grabbed my conditioner, realising that the water was slowly getting cooler. I ran the conditioner through my hair and washed my body quickly, the cum Mr. Khurana had spurted in me now dripping down my leg. As I was rinsing off, I heard the bathroom door open again. Mr. Khurana mumbled something about having forgotten something, though I didn't catch the whole thing with the water running. He shut the door again and soon after, I stepped out of the shower. I had dried my hair and brushed my teeth before I realised the clothes I had brought in were gone, and in their place was a plain white plastic bag.
A slow grin spread across my face as I opened the bag. Mr. Khurana must have known I was going to agree to doing things with him, because he had been shopping that morning. Instead of the somewhat modest jean shorts and T-shirt I had grabbed, Mr. Khurana had bought me a denim skirt not much longer than my bar skirt and a cotton blouse that didn't look like it would quite close once it was over my tits. And, of course, no panties or bra, I thought that it runs in the family.
I had a feeling I would greatly enjoy wearing the clothes. I shimmied into the skirt, turning in the mirror once I had it over my hips. It clung to my ass and I was pretty sure that if I bent over in the slightest, I'd be completely exposed. Even when I walked, the hemline drew dangerously close to showing my round ass. I giggled, knowing that Mr. Khurana had chosen this specifically for me. I picked up the blouse next. It had short sleeves, and as I held it up in front of the mirror, I could still see the outline of my reflection through the fabric. I couldn't stop grinning as I pulled it over me. Even though my breasts were not that big, I still couldn't do up the top three buttons over them. The buttons around my ribcage were easier, and I left the last couple buttons open as well so that my midriff showed. I looked at myself in the mirror and almost squealed at how I looked. Only two of the buttons on the blouse were done up, showing a full amount of cleavage. All Mr. Khurana had to do to see my breasts would be to tug gently on the fabric, and the buttons would probably just pop off. I couldn't even keep myself from thinking about how wanton and sexy I looked. Manohar would probably kill me if he ever saw me in clothes like this.
There was a knock at the bathroom door and Mr. Khurana opened it slightly. "Everything okay?" he asked, though he sounded nervous.
I pulled the door open completely and grinned as his mouth dropped open. "You tell me," I said, my voice low and husky.
His eyes raked over my body and finally looked up into my eyes. "Amazing," he whispered, then shook his head. "There's a phone call for you."
I smiled as I walked past him, feeling his eyes locked on my round ass. There was a phone in my room, and I pushed the door behind me, though it didn't shut. I checked it, and it was from Ranjeet, I had totally forgotten about him. he would be pissed off at me for leaving the party without telling him. I let that thought pass for a while, after all it was company affair, his dad was the one who took me home, yeah, higher ups, I just needed to make some excuse, and talk with Khurana Sir, about what I was going to tell Ranjeet and others at party, about where we had been the hole night, and afternoon.
When we having lunch. I swallowed the large bite and took a sip from the water glass in front of me. "Mr. Khurana, what I am supposed to tell to Ranjeet Sir? about leaving the party so early and not telling him"
He studied me. "Shalini, you know people can't find out about this."
I smiled at him. "Of course, Mr. Khurana" He still looked wary, and I sighed.I looked at him pointedly on the word "everything," and he flushed, knowing exactly what I meant." I will just tell him, that his dad took me to my home, and because it was too late , he stayed at my house, as I did not want to be alone in my house" He looked up, his face slightly shocked, and I laughed lightly. "It's a joke Mr.Khurana... but really what can I possibly say." at the same time I was wondering how casual i had become with this 65 year guy, who was even older than my own father, and on the top of that he was my boss's father, and most powerful man in the company.
He looked a little relieved at this, finally smiling a bit, and took a bite of his sandwich. "So what kind of guy is your husband?" he asked, totally ignoring my concern.
I bit my lip, thinking of the cum that had dried on my ass the night before. "He is nice guy" Mr. Khurana nodded and I looked at him as I ate. "I like you better, if that's what you were wondering." , of course he did not know about Ranjeet, and I have no intentions of telling him, about it either, I was falling for this man of age my father's. And did not want to end it just here.
Mr. Khurana raised an eyebrow. "Of course you like me better," he said, his voice taking on that dominating quality that made my pussy throb. "You had better like your Daddy better."
I swallowed hard, crossing my legs under the table. "Yes, Daddy, of course," I murmured, looking up at him innocently. He smiled and took the last bite of his sandwich, standing up and crossing the kitchen to put his plate in the sink before crossing back to me. He leaned down and kissed me firmly, biting my lower lip softly before straightening up.
"I have to run some errands," he said. "And go back to my house for a few things. I'll call you later today itself, soon. You'll be alright for the afternoon?"
I nodded, loving his concern, though if anyone else had done that I would have sighed and reminded them that I was mature woman. Mr. Khurana was a bit different, though. He kissed me again and turned, leaving the kitchen.
I finished my food quickly after Mr. Khurana had left, not even having time to put my plate in the sink before the phone rang again. What I am going to say to Ranjeet? Probably 'I was with you daddy son' would work. No?
Another night, but it was more than just...
"Ranjeet I...I...” I did not know what to say. What if he asked who was with me, why didn't I tell him, before I left?
"I know, Dad told, me, take a leave, but you better come tomorrow fit, you have lot of work to do", knowing what he meant by work, my whole body tingled, I still don't know, why but I need his rough treatment too, I loved what I had with his Father, which was soft , gentle, caring, and the love I never felt before. But I wanted to Ranjeet's slut too.
"Of course Ranjeet, I will there"
"And Shalini...?” he asked before I could cut the line.
"Huh?"
"Take care. Ok?"
"Yeah sure Ranjeet, I'll be fine, thanks", and hang off. What was that? Take care? I did not know he cared about me, I know I came to like him, better than I did before, but he cared about me? But he never showed it before. And what was tone he said. He was missing me? what could it be.
And Mr. Khurana took care of thing. I thought he ignore me, but he listened to me, and he knew, there will be no problem. I was humiliated and fucked, but now was feeling cared and loved, by two man, who showed me, what sex is all about. The feeling I never had before.
A man who was my boss and older than me at least 12 years, and man who was even older than my own father, I was feeling for them? A feeling I never had before, a feeling of love, devotion, and to make them happy at any cost to do anything for them.
I was eagerly waiting for Mr. Khurana to come home, I took a little nap, when the door bell rang, I looked out from the window, it was Mr. Khurana, I ran to open the door, as the door, open, I jumped on him, wrapping my legs around him. He lifted me like a baby, like I have no wait. I kissed him very hard. I was in the dress he had given me earlier. I was rubbing my pussy on his crotch, hoping to get him excited, so that he can put that beautiful cock of his in me again.
“Whoa girl, you making me hard”
“And you don’t want to, daddy…?” I said almost looking disappointed.
“I do but for now I have other plan, get ready we going”
“Where Daddy?”
He slapped hard on my ass,”Bad girl!.”
“Sorry daddy”
“Now get ready”
“I am ready”
We left the home, in his car. First he took me to his head office, where he usually sit. He showed me around the office. Everyone was looking at me, specially the dress I was in. I was sure no one knew me, exactly, as they were from head branch of company. He finished some core there, some calls, while sit on his lap. He kept kissing me, and touching my breast. It was different from what Ranjeet used to do with me, I enjoyed it with him too, but I was almost passive with him, it was him who would do all those things. But With Khurana Sir, I was kissing him, taking his hands on my boobs. He also made call to his wife. He told her he loved her, I almost felt jealous of his wife but felt proud when also told her that he was going to be late or probably not coming home. I he hung up the phone I kissed him very hard, and started to unzip him. He said we must be going. We left the office in the evening.
We drove to a very nice restaurant almost, it was very romantic dinner. Eh was perfect gentle man. Dinner was great. We talked about ourselves, he told me about himself, his wife, his kids Ranjeet and one daughter. And his grand-kids Rahul and Nishu, whom he loved the most in the family.
He told me about how he met his wife, which I found very interesting and very romantic. He also told me about all he problems, like his wife being not well for long time, and how their love life had been affected by that. How he always guilty when would have sex with someone else. He said he was always ladies man, but after he got married to his wife, he stopped playing around. But for last three years, he could not go any more, without sex.
“Its OK, Mr. Khurana, you are man, and still healthy, you have needs, nothing to feel guilty about”
“I really did not want to cheat on Madhu, Shalini, I never wanted to have sex with other woman..”
When he said that, he expression on my face changed.
“Oh, Shalini… no Shalini no, its not you, in fact that is what I was going to tell you, last night, I did not feel guilty any more, and initially when I saw you yest-er-night, I wont lie, it was lust which attracted me towards you, but as the night went on, I was feeling more for, I did not want to fuck you, I wanted to make love to you, I wanted you to feel safe”
“Oh..Mr. Khurana you don’t need to..”, I put my hands on his.
“no Shalini, this is true. You are first woman, I felt this way after my wife.”
“Oh thank you Mr. Khurana, you made love to me, I last night was really special for me too, I never felt so much loved before”
“There is more, Shalini…”
“What it is, Sir?”
“Uhmmm…”, he thought for a moment and then decide to change it,”Nothing lets enjoy the night”
And we did, we dined and danced, slow danced, he was perfect, I was never romanced that way. We kept kissing me throughout night. When night was over, we came home. We had so much to talk, he talking to me, sharing everything with me, he told me, he never felt closer to any other woman before, it flattered me, that did not think of me as only his fuck toy, but as friend too, and that was close one.
When we reached home we were behaving much like a married couple, for whom it is obvious that they gonna go to bed together. I was loving every moment I spent with him. I was enjoying his company as much as I enjoyed sex with him.
Mr. Khurana led me to the den, and we put a movie on, neither of us paying attention as we sat on the couch. We kissed and touched for a little while and Mr. Khurana casually undid my blouse and let his hand rest on my breast, his hand felt so safe, and natural, like it belonged there, like I my breast belonged too him, Like my whole body belonged too him, but things didn't go much further than that as I curled up against him, unbuttoning his shirt enough and my head resting against his chest as I stared at the television. As my blouse was already open, my breast were chest touching his bare chest. Again it felt so wonderful. His hands come on back of me, on my butts. I took his hands and slid them into my skirt. he squeezed my butts a little, and ran his finger between my butt cheeks. I wanted him to take me there on couch and fuck me, but was loving the part where we together not because of raw sex, but being with each other was more important at the moment.
"It really doesn't bother you?" Mr. Khurana suddenly asked.
I looked up at him, confused. "What doesn't?" I asked, a little drowsily.
"That you are cheating on your husband , you're lying on the couch, curled up with me. It really doesn't bother you that I'm old enough to..."
"To be my Daddy?" I interrupted innocently. "That doesn't bother me at all....and if it not right, than i would rather be wrong for rest of my life."
He kissed my neck, holding me against him as he lay down on the couch. I lay on top of him, though he hardly seemed to notice my weight at all as he played with my hair. "You're making me feel so young," he muttered. I was fairly certain he didn't have a problem with that.
I giggled, and that was the last either of us said. I pressed my breast against him, he pulled my butts apart, if it was wrong how it could fee so better. Being with Ranjeet was exciting but it was because it was wrong, and I knew that, but with Mr. Khurana it did not feel that way. There was nothing I would not do for him.
At some point during the second movie we had put in, I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I knew, Mr. Khurana was putting me into my bed. "Didn't mean to wake you," he said quietly.
"How in the hell did you carry me all the way up here?" I asked. totally amazed at his ability, at this age then again, who would have think, the man, twice the age of my husband, would have more than twice stamina as he had. And this man had fucked me and given me pleasure in one day, which my husband could not give me in our entire married life, summing up all together.
"You aren't that heavy," he laughed. I sighed, realising I still had my clothes on.
"You didn't put my change my clothes, Daddy?" I teased as I tried to wriggle out of the skirt.
Mr. Khurana raised an eyebrow at me and leaned forward. I held still as he slowly stripped my clothes off me, moving around me as if I was still asleep. "Better?" he asked once I was naked and he had tucked the blankets around me.
"You aren't going to stay?" I asked shyly.
He didn't need to be asked twice. He quickly shed his clothing and moved next to me in the bed.
We kissed again, pressed up against each other. He gently caressed my breasts, kissing my neck and lightly nipping at my sensitive skin. The primal need to fuck that usually took over us was replaced with gentle kissing, soft touching, and quiet moans. Mr. Khurana moved me onto my back so he could suck on my breasts while he gently rubbed my pussy. That man could suck, making me feel like mother nursing his baby son. I wished there was milk in my jugs, so that i could feed this real man.I pulled his head closer to my breast, pressing him harder against my boobs. It had me wet within a few moments and I could feel his cock hardening, pressing against my thigh. He let his hardening cock rub against my slit, my juices getting it slick. I moaned, grinding against his cock, his head rubbing against my tip. The heavy petting was making my pussy throb, and I wrapped my legs around his waist before pulling him to my lips, kissing him hard. Mr. Khurana took that as a sign that I was ready and he pushed into my pussy slowly.
This time was different -- his thrusts were slow but deep, still passionate, but there was more to it than the heated fucking that was usually there. I moaned softly as he thrust in and out of me, his lips on my neck. His slow thrusting was still building me up, especially once he let his hand drift down between us and rub my clit. He made me cum just before he did, and I felt his hot seed shoot into me. I loved the feeling of him cumming inside me, and I murmured this to him as he rested against me, his cock still inside me, softening. I had totally forgotten that I had not take my pills. And did not bother me at all, why I don't know, it seems natural to have him cum inside me, nothing could be wrong with wonderful feeling.
He moved off me, rolling next to me and pulling me close to him. As I started to drift off, I wondered when exactly our passionate, heated fucking had turned into something more. I threw the thought out of my head, telling myself that Mr. Khurana was just there to just satisfy his physical need, and while it was great, "something more" was not in the question. I was just tired, and fucking didn't always have to be hard and fast, it was just as enjoyable slow and leisurely. My tired mind was just over-analyzing things. And beside, It did not matter, if he was just using me, I was happy for being used by him, if being used, gives so much pleasure and satisfaction.
Bing with Ranjeet was always thrilling and I would always be thinking of my husband, how wrong i was doing, and how great it felt to cheat and do something daring. Fear of being caught, embarrassment. But With Mr' Khurana it was natural, I had nothing in my mind, I felt safe with him, more than I felt with any man, in my life. He felt so wonderful inside me, like he belonged there. I was worried about his pleasure. Feeling thought, led me to sleep, a very satisfied woman, very fucked and loved and cared.
Morning was another different experience. I was woken up by a little pain on my breast, although the pain was also pleasurable. When I came to my senses, I saw Mr.Khurana, having his head between my boobs, sucking one. I smiled as i thought of him as a baby, sucking my boobies, his one hand was pulling me closer to me. I tried to move, when i felt that he was not moving, and realized the he was still sleeping. He was sucking my breast in sleep, my be he wake up in the middle of the night , and started sucking my breast. And fell sleep, while sucking. It was wonderful feeling. NO wonder I was feeling the pain, as he was sucking my right breast at that time, I tried to pull it away, as I pulled it out, I saw his mouth still pretending to feel my nipple, I almost felt guilty of pulling. Then I put my left breast in his mouth, he took it in and started to suck it. it felt so erotic, i put my hand on his head, and started caressing it, pulling him closer to me. Then I took his head in my embrace, without disturbing him, and tried to lay there, and having a feeling of my boobs sucked by a baby, a big baby. I he opened his eyes, still sucking my nipples. I wish I had milk in them to feed him. To give him what he was searching for. Trying to get it out of my boobs.
To give him back the love he had given me so far in two days. When he looked up at me, with his beautiful eyes, i touched hi cock with my foot, and realized it was hard again. "Morning lover!", I said in more teasing voice. he had to struggle to pull out his mouth,"Morning Dear" "What? cant get enough of these boobies?" He smiled and went on sucking again. I was enjoying it, he and the way of sucking. I wanted to go donw on him, and suck that beautiful cock of his. But could not let, the nipple let out of his mouth. So I rolled on to him, to put my one leg on his other side, without breaking contact between his lips and my nipples. I tired to take hi cock in me, as his dick was big enough to touch my ass. To take it in I would have to break him from sucking, which was not the option so I let his cock head rub in my ass crack. When it would touch my asshole, I an exotic sensation feels would run through my body. I was teasing myself. He saw me struggling and let my nipple go, which made me able to take his cock in me instantly. “ooohhhhhhhhhhhh”, I started gasped as went all the way in me. “Oh my god it is so big” “Take it in baby”
I saw he opened his eyes, still sucking my nipples. I wish I had milk in them to feed him. To give him what he was searching for. Trying to get it out of my boobs. To give him back the love he had given me so far in two days. When he looked up at me, with his beautiful eyes, I touched his cock with my foot, and realized it was hard again.
"Morning lover!", I said in more teasing voice.
He had to struggle to pull out his mouth,"Morning Dear"
"What? cant get enough of these boobies?"
He smiled and went on sucking again. I was enjoying it, he and the way of sucking. I wanted to go donw on him, and suck that beautiful cock of his. But could not let, the nipple let out of his mouth. So I rolled on to him, to put my one leg on his other side, without breaking contact between his lips and my nipples. I tired to take hi cock in me, as his dick was big enough to touch my ass. To take it in I would have to break him from sucking, which was not the option so I let his cock head rub in my ass crack. When it would touch my asshole, I an exotic sensation feels would run through my body. I was teasing myself.
He saw me struggling and let my nipple go, which made me able to take his cock in me instantly.
“ooohhhhhhhhhhhh”, I started gasped as it went all the way in me. “Oh my god it always feel so big”
“Take it in baby”
And take in was all I did, every time he would put in me, It felt bigger. Stretching my pussy lips away with his huge dick, touching every place in me, only his son has been able to reach. We both came together. Shortly after I saw clock and I would late and would have to answer Ranjeet. After party night I did not want him to be more angry at me.
When I was getting ready I bent down to pick up my bag and my purse. When I straightened up, I turned to see Mr. Khurana standing behind me. I let him look up and down at my body before I giggled. "I'm gonna be late," I said.
Mr. Khurana smiled at me, walking slowly into my and up to me. I looked up at him as he moved close to me, his hands moving onto my hips as he pulled me closer to him. "I think maybe I can drive you to office," he said. "So we have a few more... uhh... minutes."
He leaned down to try to kiss me, but I teasingly turned my head and pulled back. "Now, I can't be late, Ranjeet would be pissed off" I teased.
Mr. Khurana studied me for a moment, then laughed as he shook his head. "One kiss, then I'll drive you to office," he bargained, giving me no choice as he put a hand on my cheek and pressed his lips against mine. I kissed him lightly, giggling after he pulled back. "Cherry?" he asked. I nodded. "You are a naughty tease," he told me, slapping me lightly on my ass. I tried not to wince, knowing he didn't know my skin was still tender.
I let Mr. Khurana lead me from the room and down the kitchen, where he made me eat a piece of toast and take an apple before he'd take me to office. As Manohar was not home, so I could go into my office dress,.The drive was quiet, Mr. Khurana glancing over at me every chance he could as I crossed my legs in the front seat, my skirt riding dangerously high up my legs as I stared out the window, pretending not to notice him looking at me. I kept shifting, letting my skirt ride higher and higher, and by the time we were a block away, Mr. Khurana had a noticeable bulge that I was desperate to get my hands on.
The drive only took a few minutes, and when we pulled up, I realised I still had a few minutes. He could not afford to be seen with me, so Mr. Khurana had to drive one street over to find a place to stop. I glanced around as he put the car in park. There was no one around, not even the stoners who usually smoked on the curb just down from where we were parked.
"Well, baby," Mr. Khurana said, turning in his seat to look at me. "Time to go."
I undid my seat belt and let my purse slide to the floor, next to my backpack. "I'm a little early, actually," I said, smiling as I shifted and moved across the front seat. "And I never said thank you for my present." I leaned forward just slightly, my hands resting on his shoulders as I started to kiss his neck.
He groaned softly, his hand moving around my body and onto my ass. "Baby, we don't have time..." he groaned.
"Aww, please Daddy?" I whined as I slid further down his body, kissing his chest through his shirt as my hands trailed down to undo the top of his pants. "I wanna be able to taste you all morning."
Mr. Khurana groaned again and brought his hands to the top of my head, gently guiding me down his body a bit quicker. "How can I say no to that, baby?" he whispered.
I got his pants undone quickly and pulled his cock out. He was hard, and I stroked him firmly a few times before dipping my head the rest of the way into his lap and flicking my tongue against his cock. I teased his tip for a bit, licking and twirling my tongue around him as I lightly stroked his shaft. I didn't have much time for teasing, though, so I wrapped my lips around his cock and began to work his cock. I bobbed my head quickly on his head, taking him deep into my mouth. Each time I moved on his cock, I took him a little deeper, until I felt dark, coarse hair brushing against my nose. I was shocked that I could take so much of him in my mouth. I guess having him fuck my mouth the night before had really helped my cock-sucking, I thought, a muffled giggle escaping as I sucked him. The giggle made Mr. Khurana groan a little louder and thrust up into my mouth a bit. I did it again, guessing that he really liked it, and I felt him shudder as his hands moved to my pigtails. He wrapped his fingers in them, using my hair to pull me further down on his cock. "Baby, that's amazing," he moaned.
I moaned in response, his cock pressing against the back of my throat, the vibrations against his cock making him groan again. Suddenly, his grip on my hair grew tighter. "Baby," he whispered. "There's people up the street. Don't move. We'll get caught."
So I sat there for a moment, Mr. Khurana's cock buried in my mouth, his hands tangled in my pigtails. All I could hear was Mr. Khurana's breathing, knowing his eyes were fixated on the people down the street. We stayed that way for a few moments, before I softly started to hum.
Mr. Khurana nearly jumped out of his seat. I couldn't move my head, but I was able to send my vocal vibrations up his cock as I rubbed his balls. "Baby," he gasped as he began pushing up into my mouth. I gagged a bit on his cock, but continued to hum as he fucked as much of my mouth as he could get away with without being too noticeable. "Baby," he groaned. "They're walking a bit closer... no, they're just sitting... Shalini, I'm going to cum in your mouth, baby."
I responded by bobbing my head faster, humming all the while. I could move my head more freely now that Mr. Khurana had seen the people sit down, and I worked his cock the best I could. It didn't take long for Mr. Khurana to shudder and his hands to tighten in my hair again. He groaned, and I felt his balls tighten as his cock thickened in my mouth. Half a moment later, his hot cum was shooting into my mouth, splattering against the back of my throat. I milked his cock eagerly, catching as much of his cum as I could, though he produced quite a load and I knew some of it was dripping out of my mouth and onto my chin. When I was sure that I had gotten everything, I swallowed and slowly sat back up, stooping in my seat a bit as to not draw any attention to my reappearance in the passenger seat. I wiped the cum off my chin and licked my fingers as I looked at Mr. Khurana, who was fumbling with his pants as he watched me eat his cum.
"Sweetie, you didn't have to do that," he said.
"I wanted to, Daddy," I said, giggling. "Now I'll be able to taste you all morning."
He laughed, then started the car. "I'll drive around to the front again," he said. "You won't be late, will you?"
I glanced at the clock and shook my head. Mr. Khurana drove to the front of the office, where people were pouring inside, and stopped just in front of the doors. "Thank you, baby," he said, grinning at me. "That was very nice of you."
"You know I liked it, Daddy," I giggled. I leaned across the seat, knowing no one would notice as I kissed him hard, my tongue slipping into his mouth. I knew Mr. Khurana could taste himself on me, and it made me tingle just to know it. I had to pull back and get to office long before I wanted to end the kiss.
"Have a good day, baby," Mr. Khurana said as I opened the car door.
"See you tonight, Daddy!" I called as I shut the door. Knowing his eyes were still on me, I took a few steps and flipped the short little skirt up "accidentally," showing Mr. Khurana my little cotton panties. Turning back, I giggled and waved before running towards the building.
07-------
I had not been in office for 10 minutes when Ranjeet called me, I knew the rule, and when I started walking to his office I started undressing myself. When I entered in his office I was totally nude only in my heels. He was already talking on phone, he pointed towards his la, I knew what he meant by that, I went to him, and got on my knees, unzipped his pant and took that monster out. And started licking like a bitch I was for him. I was enjoying his cock. He had his hand on my head, grabbing my hair. Pushing his monster cock deep inside my mouth, by then I had been perfectionist in taking that whole cock in my mouth without gagging. When he came, he came in my mouth I swallowed it all. I had come to love the taste of his cum. He came a lot.
When he was done I was not told to go to so I just sat there licking his cock at fullest. Then while talking he put his hands on my boobs. Then signaled me to get up and sit in his lap, I obeyed him as I sat on his lap. While he was talking on the phone. He would talk to someone and then while listening he will kiss on my boobs.
I could feel his dick getting harder again. I was feeling heat between my ass crack. I knew that his tool would be ready any minute and will fuck me senseless. I started to rub my ass a little to make him harder faster. He put his hand on receiver and told me.
"It s your husband, you want to talk?"
I did not say anything as I was busy in rubbing my hot ass over his crotch. He was becoming hard again. Heat was burning between his legs and my ass. He got receiver near my face.
"Hello…"
"Hi dear...Ranjeet Sir, said you have been sick..."
"Ohm nothing serious...Manohar...Just..." I did not know I want to talk about anything at the moment, "Look Manohar, I am alright now, so don’t worry ok?"
Meanwhile I was still rubbing my ass. Voice of Manohar at the moment was most irritating to me. I just wanted to throw away that damn phone and take that gorgeous cock in me. My pussy was becoming wet. My juices started flowing out.
"Manohar we are just working on some project, I talk to you later ok?"
"Oh yes, Shalini, Ranjeet Sir, told me, you had been working too hard, get some rest ok? You should take of your health too"
By that time Ranjeet had got up and was just going to penetrate in my ass. It would have been easier of he put that in my pussy, as my pussy was now fully capable of taking that size with no problem, after having two days of constant fucking. But Khurana sir, had not taken my ass, so I was little tight at the moment, and without lubrication it would have been harder. I knew I was going to scream.
"I am fine Manohar, Look I will talk to you later, ok? Bye now" I put the receiver down, not knowing if he was still on the line or not. As Ranjeet entered in me, I screamed. He was brutal.
"You think you can escape, from this pain, admit it you love it"
"I love it", I better agree with him, and I was not lying, I was enjoying the pain.
"I knew bitch, you are the exact type of woman, who loves real man"
"Yes real man..."
I pushed in with many hard strokes, for 5 minutes. When he was done, I was still on the desk my head on table. My body still recovering from hard fuck he had given me in the ass. His phone again rang and he picked it up.
"Yes dad"
"Ok"
"Today?"
"Who?"
"Oh...she..."
"OK..."
"No nothing important"
"OK I will"
"Right now?"
"Ok"
He put the receiver down, told me to put my clothes on and get out of his office and got to my office, and to do it hurry. I started putting my clothes on, as I walked out of his office, in was just buttoning my shirt, when I saw Mr. Khurana enter the lobby. As he saw me, a smile crossed his face. We embraced and kissed. Somehow it felt naughty, letting him taste his own cum. I don’t think I he noticed the difference in taste, as both father and son tasted the same.
"Still carrying my love juice huh?"
"You bet?", somehow every time around Mr. Khurana I felt confident.
"Go to your office, and wait, I have surprise for you"
"Oh really, I can wait"
"I will better say, go to your home and pack your bag, or …just be ready to leave…we don’t need anything"
"We? What are you talking daddy?"
"Just wait dear its surprise for you"
I did as he said. After 15 minutes my phone rang, and Ranjeet told me that I will have to go with Mr. Khurana on some business meeting, in Mumbai. And I have to just go with him, as he needs someone with him, and Mr. Khurana insisted on me. I was shocked and happy and excited at the moment.
"That good?" he asked.
I laughed, slightly embarrassed. "No one's ever ....before...., Daddy. It felt... really, really awesome."
He looked at me seriously for a moment. "Is it okay that I did that?" he asked, and I nodded, smiling. I'd been on the pill since Ranjeet started fucking me. But even I was not not on the pills there was no way I was going to let this feeling go away, even if I would have to carry his babies.
Mr. Khurana looked relieved and gently set me down, pulling his softening cock out of my cunt. He kissed me softly, opposite to the rough way he had been fucking me, and pushed my wet hair off my face. As I was kissing him, my stomach growled. I pulled back in surprise, blushing furiously as Mr. Khurana laughed.
"You finish washing up," he said, stepping out of the shower and drying off quickly. "I'll make you some... well, lunch." He looked at his watch. "A 2:30 lunch."
I smiled as he shut the shower curtain, dressing quickly before he left the bathroom, leaning against the wall of the shower, just basking in the warm feeling around me. After a few moments, I shook myself out of it and grabbed my conditioner, realising that the water was slowly getting cooler. I ran the conditioner through my hair and washed my body quickly, the cum Mr. Khurana had spurted in me now dripping down my leg. As I was rinsing off, I heard the bathroom door open again. Mr. Khurana mumbled something about having forgotten something, though I didn't catch the whole thing with the water running. He shut the door again and soon after, I stepped out of the shower. I had dried my hair and brushed my teeth before I realised the clothes I had brought in were gone, and in their place was a plain white plastic bag.
A slow grin spread across my face as I opened the bag. Mr. Khurana must have known I was going to agree to doing things with him, because he had been shopping that morning. Instead of the somewhat modest jean shorts and T-shirt I had grabbed, Mr. Khurana had bought me a denim skirt not much longer than my bar skirt and a cotton blouse that didn't look like it would quite close once it was over my tits. And, of course, no panties or bra, I thought that it runs in the family.
I had a feeling I would greatly enjoy wearing the clothes. I shimmied into the skirt, turning in the mirror once I had it over my hips. It clung to my ass and I was pretty sure that if I bent over in the slightest, I'd be completely exposed. Even when I walked, the hemline drew dangerously close to showing my round ass. I giggled, knowing that Mr. Khurana had chosen this specifically for me. I picked up the blouse next. It had short sleeves, and as I held it up in front of the mirror, I could still see the outline of my reflection through the fabric. I couldn't stop grinning as I pulled it over me. Even though my breasts were not that big, I still couldn't do up the top three buttons over them. The buttons around my ribcage were easier, and I left the last couple buttons open as well so that my midriff showed. I looked at myself in the mirror and almost squealed at how I looked. Only two of the buttons on the blouse were done up, showing a full amount of cleavage. All Mr. Khurana had to do to see my breasts would be to tug gently on the fabric, and the buttons would probably just pop off. I couldn't even keep myself from thinking about how wanton and sexy I looked. Manohar would probably kill me if he ever saw me in clothes like this.
There was a knock at the bathroom door and Mr. Khurana opened it slightly. "Everything okay?" he asked, though he sounded nervous.
I pulled the door open completely and grinned as his mouth dropped open. "You tell me," I said, my voice low and husky.
His eyes raked over my body and finally looked up into my eyes. "Amazing," he whispered, then shook his head. "There's a phone call for you."
I smiled as I walked past him, feeling his eyes locked on my round ass. There was a phone in my room, and I pushed the door behind me, though it didn't shut. I checked it, and it was from Ranjeet, I had totally forgotten about him. he would be pissed off at me for leaving the party without telling him. I let that thought pass for a while, after all it was company affair, his dad was the one who took me home, yeah, higher ups, I just needed to make some excuse, and talk with Khurana Sir, about what I was going to tell Ranjeet and others at party, about where we had been the hole night, and afternoon.
When we having lunch. I swallowed the large bite and took a sip from the water glass in front of me. "Mr. Khurana, what I am supposed to tell to Ranjeet Sir? about leaving the party so early and not telling him"
He studied me. "Shalini, you know people can't find out about this."
I smiled at him. "Of course, Mr. Khurana" He still looked wary, and I sighed.I looked at him pointedly on the word "everything," and he flushed, knowing exactly what I meant." I will just tell him, that his dad took me to my home, and because it was too late , he stayed at my house, as I did not want to be alone in my house" He looked up, his face slightly shocked, and I laughed lightly. "It's a joke Mr.Khurana... but really what can I possibly say." at the same time I was wondering how casual i had become with this 65 year guy, who was even older than my own father, and on the top of that he was my boss's father, and most powerful man in the company.
He looked a little relieved at this, finally smiling a bit, and took a bite of his sandwich. "So what kind of guy is your husband?" he asked, totally ignoring my concern.
I bit my lip, thinking of the cum that had dried on my ass the night before. "He is nice guy" Mr. Khurana nodded and I looked at him as I ate. "I like you better, if that's what you were wondering." , of course he did not know about Ranjeet, and I have no intentions of telling him, about it either, I was falling for this man of age my father's. And did not want to end it just here.
Mr. Khurana raised an eyebrow. "Of course you like me better," he said, his voice taking on that dominating quality that made my pussy throb. "You had better like your Daddy better."
I swallowed hard, crossing my legs under the table. "Yes, Daddy, of course," I murmured, looking up at him innocently. He smiled and took the last bite of his sandwich, standing up and crossing the kitchen to put his plate in the sink before crossing back to me. He leaned down and kissed me firmly, biting my lower lip softly before straightening up.
"I have to run some errands," he said. "And go back to my house for a few things. I'll call you later today itself, soon. You'll be alright for the afternoon?"
I nodded, loving his concern, though if anyone else had done that I would have sighed and reminded them that I was mature woman. Mr. Khurana was a bit different, though. He kissed me again and turned, leaving the kitchen.
I finished my food quickly after Mr. Khurana had left, not even having time to put my plate in the sink before the phone rang again. What I am going to say to Ranjeet? Probably 'I was with you daddy son' would work. No?
Another night, but it was more than just...
"Ranjeet I...I...” I did not know what to say. What if he asked who was with me, why didn't I tell him, before I left?
"I know, Dad told, me, take a leave, but you better come tomorrow fit, you have lot of work to do", knowing what he meant by work, my whole body tingled, I still don't know, why but I need his rough treatment too, I loved what I had with his Father, which was soft , gentle, caring, and the love I never felt before. But I wanted to Ranjeet's slut too.
"Of course Ranjeet, I will there"
"And Shalini...?” he asked before I could cut the line.
"Huh?"
"Take care. Ok?"
"Yeah sure Ranjeet, I'll be fine, thanks", and hang off. What was that? Take care? I did not know he cared about me, I know I came to like him, better than I did before, but he cared about me? But he never showed it before. And what was tone he said. He was missing me? what could it be.
And Mr. Khurana took care of thing. I thought he ignore me, but he listened to me, and he knew, there will be no problem. I was humiliated and fucked, but now was feeling cared and loved, by two man, who showed me, what sex is all about. The feeling I never had before.
A man who was my boss and older than me at least 12 years, and man who was even older than my own father, I was feeling for them? A feeling I never had before, a feeling of love, devotion, and to make them happy at any cost to do anything for them.
I was eagerly waiting for Mr. Khurana to come home, I took a little nap, when the door bell rang, I looked out from the window, it was Mr. Khurana, I ran to open the door, as the door, open, I jumped on him, wrapping my legs around him. He lifted me like a baby, like I have no wait. I kissed him very hard. I was in the dress he had given me earlier. I was rubbing my pussy on his crotch, hoping to get him excited, so that he can put that beautiful cock of his in me again.
“Whoa girl, you making me hard”
“And you don’t want to, daddy…?” I said almost looking disappointed.
“I do but for now I have other plan, get ready we going”
“Where Daddy?”
He slapped hard on my ass,”Bad girl!.”
“Sorry daddy”
“Now get ready”
“I am ready”
We left the home, in his car. First he took me to his head office, where he usually sit. He showed me around the office. Everyone was looking at me, specially the dress I was in. I was sure no one knew me, exactly, as they were from head branch of company. He finished some core there, some calls, while sit on his lap. He kept kissing me, and touching my breast. It was different from what Ranjeet used to do with me, I enjoyed it with him too, but I was almost passive with him, it was him who would do all those things. But With Khurana Sir, I was kissing him, taking his hands on my boobs. He also made call to his wife. He told her he loved her, I almost felt jealous of his wife but felt proud when also told her that he was going to be late or probably not coming home. I he hung up the phone I kissed him very hard, and started to unzip him. He said we must be going. We left the office in the evening.
We drove to a very nice restaurant almost, it was very romantic dinner. Eh was perfect gentle man. Dinner was great. We talked about ourselves, he told me about himself, his wife, his kids Ranjeet and one daughter. And his grand-kids Rahul and Nishu, whom he loved the most in the family.
He told me about how he met his wife, which I found very interesting and very romantic. He also told me about all he problems, like his wife being not well for long time, and how their love life had been affected by that. How he always guilty when would have sex with someone else. He said he was always ladies man, but after he got married to his wife, he stopped playing around. But for last three years, he could not go any more, without sex.
“Its OK, Mr. Khurana, you are man, and still healthy, you have needs, nothing to feel guilty about”
“I really did not want to cheat on Madhu, Shalini, I never wanted to have sex with other woman..”
When he said that, he expression on my face changed.
“Oh, Shalini… no Shalini no, its not you, in fact that is what I was going to tell you, last night, I did not feel guilty any more, and initially when I saw you yest-er-night, I wont lie, it was lust which attracted me towards you, but as the night went on, I was feeling more for, I did not want to fuck you, I wanted to make love to you, I wanted you to feel safe”
“Oh..Mr. Khurana you don’t need to..”, I put my hands on his.
“no Shalini, this is true. You are first woman, I felt this way after my wife.”
“Oh thank you Mr. Khurana, you made love to me, I last night was really special for me too, I never felt so much loved before”
“There is more, Shalini…”
“What it is, Sir?”
“Uhmmm…”, he thought for a moment and then decide to change it,”Nothing lets enjoy the night”
And we did, we dined and danced, slow danced, he was perfect, I was never romanced that way. We kept kissing me throughout night. When night was over, we came home. We had so much to talk, he talking to me, sharing everything with me, he told me, he never felt closer to any other woman before, it flattered me, that did not think of me as only his fuck toy, but as friend too, and that was close one.
When we reached home we were behaving much like a married couple, for whom it is obvious that they gonna go to bed together. I was loving every moment I spent with him. I was enjoying his company as much as I enjoyed sex with him.
Mr. Khurana led me to the den, and we put a movie on, neither of us paying attention as we sat on the couch. We kissed and touched for a little while and Mr. Khurana casually undid my blouse and let his hand rest on my breast, his hand felt so safe, and natural, like it belonged there, like I my breast belonged too him, Like my whole body belonged too him, but things didn't go much further than that as I curled up against him, unbuttoning his shirt enough and my head resting against his chest as I stared at the television. As my blouse was already open, my breast were chest touching his bare chest. Again it felt so wonderful. His hands come on back of me, on my butts. I took his hands and slid them into my skirt. he squeezed my butts a little, and ran his finger between my butt cheeks. I wanted him to take me there on couch and fuck me, but was loving the part where we together not because of raw sex, but being with each other was more important at the moment.
"It really doesn't bother you?" Mr. Khurana suddenly asked.
I looked up at him, confused. "What doesn't?" I asked, a little drowsily.
"That you are cheating on your husband , you're lying on the couch, curled up with me. It really doesn't bother you that I'm old enough to..."
"To be my Daddy?" I interrupted innocently. "That doesn't bother me at all....and if it not right, than i would rather be wrong for rest of my life."
He kissed my neck, holding me against him as he lay down on the couch. I lay on top of him, though he hardly seemed to notice my weight at all as he played with my hair. "You're making me feel so young," he muttered. I was fairly certain he didn't have a problem with that.
I giggled, and that was the last either of us said. I pressed my breast against him, he pulled my butts apart, if it was wrong how it could fee so better. Being with Ranjeet was exciting but it was because it was wrong, and I knew that, but with Mr. Khurana it did not feel that way. There was nothing I would not do for him.
At some point during the second movie we had put in, I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I knew, Mr. Khurana was putting me into my bed. "Didn't mean to wake you," he said quietly.
"How in the hell did you carry me all the way up here?" I asked. totally amazed at his ability, at this age then again, who would have think, the man, twice the age of my husband, would have more than twice stamina as he had. And this man had fucked me and given me pleasure in one day, which my husband could not give me in our entire married life, summing up all together.
"You aren't that heavy," he laughed. I sighed, realising I still had my clothes on.
"You didn't put my change my clothes, Daddy?" I teased as I tried to wriggle out of the skirt.
Mr. Khurana raised an eyebrow at me and leaned forward. I held still as he slowly stripped my clothes off me, moving around me as if I was still asleep. "Better?" he asked once I was naked and he had tucked the blankets around me.
"You aren't going to stay?" I asked shyly.
He didn't need to be asked twice. He quickly shed his clothing and moved next to me in the bed.
We kissed again, pressed up against each other. He gently caressed my breasts, kissing my neck and lightly nipping at my sensitive skin. The primal need to fuck that usually took over us was replaced with gentle kissing, soft touching, and quiet moans. Mr. Khurana moved me onto my back so he could suck on my breasts while he gently rubbed my pussy. That man could suck, making me feel like mother nursing his baby son. I wished there was milk in my jugs, so that i could feed this real man.I pulled his head closer to my breast, pressing him harder against my boobs. It had me wet within a few moments and I could feel his cock hardening, pressing against my thigh. He let his hardening cock rub against my slit, my juices getting it slick. I moaned, grinding against his cock, his head rubbing against my tip. The heavy petting was making my pussy throb, and I wrapped my legs around his waist before pulling him to my lips, kissing him hard. Mr. Khurana took that as a sign that I was ready and he pushed into my pussy slowly.
This time was different -- his thrusts were slow but deep, still passionate, but there was more to it than the heated fucking that was usually there. I moaned softly as he thrust in and out of me, his lips on my neck. His slow thrusting was still building me up, especially once he let his hand drift down between us and rub my clit. He made me cum just before he did, and I felt his hot seed shoot into me. I loved the feeling of him cumming inside me, and I murmured this to him as he rested against me, his cock still inside me, softening. I had totally forgotten that I had not take my pills. And did not bother me at all, why I don't know, it seems natural to have him cum inside me, nothing could be wrong with wonderful feeling.
He moved off me, rolling next to me and pulling me close to him. As I started to drift off, I wondered when exactly our passionate, heated fucking had turned into something more. I threw the thought out of my head, telling myself that Mr. Khurana was just there to just satisfy his physical need, and while it was great, "something more" was not in the question. I was just tired, and fucking didn't always have to be hard and fast, it was just as enjoyable slow and leisurely. My tired mind was just over-analyzing things. And beside, It did not matter, if he was just using me, I was happy for being used by him, if being used, gives so much pleasure and satisfaction.
Bing with Ranjeet was always thrilling and I would always be thinking of my husband, how wrong i was doing, and how great it felt to cheat and do something daring. Fear of being caught, embarrassment. But With Mr' Khurana it was natural, I had nothing in my mind, I felt safe with him, more than I felt with any man, in my life. He felt so wonderful inside me, like he belonged there. I was worried about his pleasure. Feeling thought, led me to sleep, a very satisfied woman, very fucked and loved and cared.
Morning was another different experience. I was woken up by a little pain on my breast, although the pain was also pleasurable. When I came to my senses, I saw Mr.Khurana, having his head between my boobs, sucking one. I smiled as i thought of him as a baby, sucking my boobies, his one hand was pulling me closer to me. I tried to move, when i felt that he was not moving, and realized the he was still sleeping. He was sucking my breast in sleep, my be he wake up in the middle of the night , and started sucking my breast. And fell sleep, while sucking. It was wonderful feeling. NO wonder I was feeling the pain, as he was sucking my right breast at that time, I tried to pull it away, as I pulled it out, I saw his mouth still pretending to feel my nipple, I almost felt guilty of pulling. Then I put my left breast in his mouth, he took it in and started to suck it. it felt so erotic, i put my hand on his head, and started caressing it, pulling him closer to me. Then I took his head in my embrace, without disturbing him, and tried to lay there, and having a feeling of my boobs sucked by a baby, a big baby. I he opened his eyes, still sucking my nipples. I wish I had milk in them to feed him. To give him what he was searching for. Trying to get it out of my boobs.
To give him back the love he had given me so far in two days. When he looked up at me, with his beautiful eyes, i touched hi cock with my foot, and realized it was hard again. "Morning lover!", I said in more teasing voice. he had to struggle to pull out his mouth,"Morning Dear" "What? cant get enough of these boobies?" He smiled and went on sucking again. I was enjoying it, he and the way of sucking. I wanted to go donw on him, and suck that beautiful cock of his. But could not let, the nipple let out of his mouth. So I rolled on to him, to put my one leg on his other side, without breaking contact between his lips and my nipples. I tired to take hi cock in me, as his dick was big enough to touch my ass. To take it in I would have to break him from sucking, which was not the option so I let his cock head rub in my ass crack. When it would touch my asshole, I an exotic sensation feels would run through my body. I was teasing myself. He saw me struggling and let my nipple go, which made me able to take his cock in me instantly. “ooohhhhhhhhhhhh”, I started gasped as went all the way in me. “Oh my god it is so big” “Take it in baby”
I saw he opened his eyes, still sucking my nipples. I wish I had milk in them to feed him. To give him what he was searching for. Trying to get it out of my boobs. To give him back the love he had given me so far in two days. When he looked up at me, with his beautiful eyes, I touched his cock with my foot, and realized it was hard again.
"Morning lover!", I said in more teasing voice.
He had to struggle to pull out his mouth,"Morning Dear"
"What? cant get enough of these boobies?"
He smiled and went on sucking again. I was enjoying it, he and the way of sucking. I wanted to go donw on him, and suck that beautiful cock of his. But could not let, the nipple let out of his mouth. So I rolled on to him, to put my one leg on his other side, without breaking contact between his lips and my nipples. I tired to take hi cock in me, as his dick was big enough to touch my ass. To take it in I would have to break him from sucking, which was not the option so I let his cock head rub in my ass crack. When it would touch my asshole, I an exotic sensation feels would run through my body. I was teasing myself.
He saw me struggling and let my nipple go, which made me able to take his cock in me instantly.
“ooohhhhhhhhhhhh”, I started gasped as it went all the way in me. “Oh my god it always feel so big”
“Take it in baby”
And take in was all I did, every time he would put in me, It felt bigger. Stretching my pussy lips away with his huge dick, touching every place in me, only his son has been able to reach. We both came together. Shortly after I saw clock and I would late and would have to answer Ranjeet. After party night I did not want him to be more angry at me.
When I was getting ready I bent down to pick up my bag and my purse. When I straightened up, I turned to see Mr. Khurana standing behind me. I let him look up and down at my body before I giggled. "I'm gonna be late," I said.
Mr. Khurana smiled at me, walking slowly into my and up to me. I looked up at him as he moved close to me, his hands moving onto my hips as he pulled me closer to him. "I think maybe I can drive you to office," he said. "So we have a few more... uhh... minutes."
He leaned down to try to kiss me, but I teasingly turned my head and pulled back. "Now, I can't be late, Ranjeet would be pissed off" I teased.
Mr. Khurana studied me for a moment, then laughed as he shook his head. "One kiss, then I'll drive you to office," he bargained, giving me no choice as he put a hand on my cheek and pressed his lips against mine. I kissed him lightly, giggling after he pulled back. "Cherry?" he asked. I nodded. "You are a naughty tease," he told me, slapping me lightly on my ass. I tried not to wince, knowing he didn't know my skin was still tender.
I let Mr. Khurana lead me from the room and down the kitchen, where he made me eat a piece of toast and take an apple before he'd take me to office. As Manohar was not home, so I could go into my office dress,.The drive was quiet, Mr. Khurana glancing over at me every chance he could as I crossed my legs in the front seat, my skirt riding dangerously high up my legs as I stared out the window, pretending not to notice him looking at me. I kept shifting, letting my skirt ride higher and higher, and by the time we were a block away, Mr. Khurana had a noticeable bulge that I was desperate to get my hands on.
The drive only took a few minutes, and when we pulled up, I realised I still had a few minutes. He could not afford to be seen with me, so Mr. Khurana had to drive one street over to find a place to stop. I glanced around as he put the car in park. There was no one around, not even the stoners who usually smoked on the curb just down from where we were parked.
"Well, baby," Mr. Khurana said, turning in his seat to look at me. "Time to go."
I undid my seat belt and let my purse slide to the floor, next to my backpack. "I'm a little early, actually," I said, smiling as I shifted and moved across the front seat. "And I never said thank you for my present." I leaned forward just slightly, my hands resting on his shoulders as I started to kiss his neck.
He groaned softly, his hand moving around my body and onto my ass. "Baby, we don't have time..." he groaned.
"Aww, please Daddy?" I whined as I slid further down his body, kissing his chest through his shirt as my hands trailed down to undo the top of his pants. "I wanna be able to taste you all morning."
Mr. Khurana groaned again and brought his hands to the top of my head, gently guiding me down his body a bit quicker. "How can I say no to that, baby?" he whispered.
I got his pants undone quickly and pulled his cock out. He was hard, and I stroked him firmly a few times before dipping my head the rest of the way into his lap and flicking my tongue against his cock. I teased his tip for a bit, licking and twirling my tongue around him as I lightly stroked his shaft. I didn't have much time for teasing, though, so I wrapped my lips around his cock and began to work his cock. I bobbed my head quickly on his head, taking him deep into my mouth. Each time I moved on his cock, I took him a little deeper, until I felt dark, coarse hair brushing against my nose. I was shocked that I could take so much of him in my mouth. I guess having him fuck my mouth the night before had really helped my cock-sucking, I thought, a muffled giggle escaping as I sucked him. The giggle made Mr. Khurana groan a little louder and thrust up into my mouth a bit. I did it again, guessing that he really liked it, and I felt him shudder as his hands moved to my pigtails. He wrapped his fingers in them, using my hair to pull me further down on his cock. "Baby, that's amazing," he moaned.
I moaned in response, his cock pressing against the back of my throat, the vibrations against his cock making him groan again. Suddenly, his grip on my hair grew tighter. "Baby," he whispered. "There's people up the street. Don't move. We'll get caught."
So I sat there for a moment, Mr. Khurana's cock buried in my mouth, his hands tangled in my pigtails. All I could hear was Mr. Khurana's breathing, knowing his eyes were fixated on the people down the street. We stayed that way for a few moments, before I softly started to hum.
Mr. Khurana nearly jumped out of his seat. I couldn't move my head, but I was able to send my vocal vibrations up his cock as I rubbed his balls. "Baby," he gasped as he began pushing up into my mouth. I gagged a bit on his cock, but continued to hum as he fucked as much of my mouth as he could get away with without being too noticeable. "Baby," he groaned. "They're walking a bit closer... no, they're just sitting... Shalini, I'm going to cum in your mouth, baby."
I responded by bobbing my head faster, humming all the while. I could move my head more freely now that Mr. Khurana had seen the people sit down, and I worked his cock the best I could. It didn't take long for Mr. Khurana to shudder and his hands to tighten in my hair again. He groaned, and I felt his balls tighten as his cock thickened in my mouth. Half a moment later, his hot cum was shooting into my mouth, splattering against the back of my throat. I milked his cock eagerly, catching as much of his cum as I could, though he produced quite a load and I knew some of it was dripping out of my mouth and onto my chin. When I was sure that I had gotten everything, I swallowed and slowly sat back up, stooping in my seat a bit as to not draw any attention to my reappearance in the passenger seat. I wiped the cum off my chin and licked my fingers as I looked at Mr. Khurana, who was fumbling with his pants as he watched me eat his cum.
"Sweetie, you didn't have to do that," he said.
"I wanted to, Daddy," I said, giggling. "Now I'll be able to taste you all morning."
He laughed, then started the car. "I'll drive around to the front again," he said. "You won't be late, will you?"
I glanced at the clock and shook my head. Mr. Khurana drove to the front of the office, where people were pouring inside, and stopped just in front of the doors. "Thank you, baby," he said, grinning at me. "That was very nice of you."
"You know I liked it, Daddy," I giggled. I leaned across the seat, knowing no one would notice as I kissed him hard, my tongue slipping into his mouth. I knew Mr. Khurana could taste himself on me, and it made me tingle just to know it. I had to pull back and get to office long before I wanted to end the kiss.
"Have a good day, baby," Mr. Khurana said as I opened the car door.
"See you tonight, Daddy!" I called as I shut the door. Knowing his eyes were still on me, I took a few steps and flipped the short little skirt up "accidentally," showing Mr. Khurana my little cotton panties. Turning back, I giggled and waved before running towards the building.
07-------
I had not been in office for 10 minutes when Ranjeet called me, I knew the rule, and when I started walking to his office I started undressing myself. When I entered in his office I was totally nude only in my heels. He was already talking on phone, he pointed towards his la, I knew what he meant by that, I went to him, and got on my knees, unzipped his pant and took that monster out. And started licking like a bitch I was for him. I was enjoying his cock. He had his hand on my head, grabbing my hair. Pushing his monster cock deep inside my mouth, by then I had been perfectionist in taking that whole cock in my mouth without gagging. When he came, he came in my mouth I swallowed it all. I had come to love the taste of his cum. He came a lot.
When he was done I was not told to go to so I just sat there licking his cock at fullest. Then while talking he put his hands on my boobs. Then signaled me to get up and sit in his lap, I obeyed him as I sat on his lap. While he was talking on the phone. He would talk to someone and then while listening he will kiss on my boobs.
I could feel his dick getting harder again. I was feeling heat between my ass crack. I knew that his tool would be ready any minute and will fuck me senseless. I started to rub my ass a little to make him harder faster. He put his hand on receiver and told me.
"It s your husband, you want to talk?"
I did not say anything as I was busy in rubbing my hot ass over his crotch. He was becoming hard again. Heat was burning between his legs and my ass. He got receiver near my face.
"Hello…"
"Hi dear...Ranjeet Sir, said you have been sick..."
"Ohm nothing serious...Manohar...Just..." I did not know I want to talk about anything at the moment, "Look Manohar, I am alright now, so don’t worry ok?"
Meanwhile I was still rubbing my ass. Voice of Manohar at the moment was most irritating to me. I just wanted to throw away that damn phone and take that gorgeous cock in me. My pussy was becoming wet. My juices started flowing out.
"Manohar we are just working on some project, I talk to you later ok?"
"Oh yes, Shalini, Ranjeet Sir, told me, you had been working too hard, get some rest ok? You should take of your health too"
By that time Ranjeet had got up and was just going to penetrate in my ass. It would have been easier of he put that in my pussy, as my pussy was now fully capable of taking that size with no problem, after having two days of constant fucking. But Khurana sir, had not taken my ass, so I was little tight at the moment, and without lubrication it would have been harder. I knew I was going to scream.
"I am fine Manohar, Look I will talk to you later, ok? Bye now" I put the receiver down, not knowing if he was still on the line or not. As Ranjeet entered in me, I screamed. He was brutal.
"You think you can escape, from this pain, admit it you love it"
"I love it", I better agree with him, and I was not lying, I was enjoying the pain.
"I knew bitch, you are the exact type of woman, who loves real man"
"Yes real man..."
I pushed in with many hard strokes, for 5 minutes. When he was done, I was still on the desk my head on table. My body still recovering from hard fuck he had given me in the ass. His phone again rang and he picked it up.
"Yes dad"
"Ok"
"Today?"
"Who?"
"Oh...she..."
"OK..."
"No nothing important"
"OK I will"
"Right now?"
"Ok"
He put the receiver down, told me to put my clothes on and get out of his office and got to my office, and to do it hurry. I started putting my clothes on, as I walked out of his office, in was just buttoning my shirt, when I saw Mr. Khurana enter the lobby. As he saw me, a smile crossed his face. We embraced and kissed. Somehow it felt naughty, letting him taste his own cum. I don’t think I he noticed the difference in taste, as both father and son tasted the same.
"Still carrying my love juice huh?"
"You bet?", somehow every time around Mr. Khurana I felt confident.
"Go to your office, and wait, I have surprise for you"
"Oh really, I can wait"
"I will better say, go to your home and pack your bag, or …just be ready to leave…we don’t need anything"
"We? What are you talking daddy?"
"Just wait dear its surprise for you"
I did as he said. After 15 minutes my phone rang, and Ranjeet told me that I will have to go with Mr. Khurana on some business meeting, in Mumbai. And I have to just go with him, as he needs someone with him, and Mr. Khurana insisted on me. I was shocked and happy and excited at the moment.
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