Sahil had really been looking forward to this day! Their schedules had just not managed to synchronize for over a month now, but finally, they were going to get a chance to be alone this evening!
Sahil had met Ekta a couple of months ago at a seminar. He worked as the Business Head of jewelry manufacturing Company, and Ekta happened to be a contracted designer with the same firm, who had been called upon to accompany Sahil and 4 of his male colleagues to the seminar. Sahil had hit it off with her the very 1st time that they interacted and she too had been totally at ease with him, much to the chagrin of Sahil's male colleagues, all of whom probably harboured some hope of action with this bright young designer.
Unfortunately for Sahil, even though the seminar was a weekend affair, all of them being locals of Mumbai city meant that the Company had made no Hotel reservations, and instructed that all the delegates go home every evening instead. Sahil, though, had a couple of official lunches with Ekta at the seminar, and by the time the 3 days were over, he had developed quite a crush on her. She was 5 feet 4 inches, had long dark hair usually tied in a loose bun, and her typically traditionally Indian sense of dressing made her appear a little older than her 26 years. She was nicely curvy, had a pert but nicely proportionate 32B size bust-line, and her fitted salwar-kurtas highlighted her curvy body beautifully.
Sahil had felt a twitch in his crotch from the moment he laid eyes on Ekta, but her almost nonchalant attitude and her conservative style of dressing led him to believe that she was unlikely to frolic with a 32 yr old married father of one!
He was always on the lookout for willing sexy women, but he never liked to compel the issue, and found as much pleasure in the chase. He liked to flirt his way into a woman's good books, and then take it easy until he made up his mind that the woman was worth cheating on his wife for. In the three days that he spent with a well above averagely intelligent Ekta, Sahil realized that he had never been with anyone like her before, for a number of reasons:
Having started work 4 years ago, she worked hard to find her way out of her lower middle-class home in Ranchi (a small town in Central India) and come to Mumbai to land this job. He had always gone for the urban types before. Secondly, she dressed very traditionally, without ever revealing much skin at all. Again, not a quality he typically cared to go for. Like most red males, he was typically attracted towards women in figure hugging or revealing western clothes.
Their time at the seminar had resulted in some flirting, which raised, among other things, Sahil's hopes of some action. But the hectic schedule of the Seminar and the fact that there was no Hotel accommodation resulted in no action whatsoever!
For about 6 weeks now, they had been exchanging emails and text messages which had bordered on suggestive. They had even met twice for coffee in-between meetings, but, obviously, the chance of something intimate happening in such a public place was bound to be low.
Today was a different story, however. Sahil had invited Ekta after work to his office for a cup of coffee, and to supposedly discuss some designs. "I hope that the 'designs' you are mentioning, Sahil, are not the ones that you have on ME." Ekta had said flirtatiously on the phone when they fixed up for today.
"You're the designer, Ekta. I'll leave the designing to YOU", he laughed. "My forte is manufacturing, remember? Let me see what I can come up with during our time in my cabin!"
The pun was not lost on Ekta, who smiled inwardly as she hung up the phone – all the time wondering what exactly was in this married man's naughty mind! She had never even dreamt that she would be attracted to a married man, but this charming and witty business-head had used his physical and intellectual attributes to such effect, that Ekta actually caught herself imagining him while she lay awake in bed, almost every night since that seminar! His 6 foot lean frame often ended up next to or on top of her in her thoughts, and she wondered what it would feel like to replace fantasy with reality! She had only ever been with one man in her life before, once. The rest of the stuff had been just kissing and some light petting. Almost all of Ekta's sex had happened here in her bed at night, with the thoughts between her ears, and her hand between her legs.
For their meeting, as usual, Ekta had dressed traditionally. She had chosen to wear a white sleeveless salwaar-kameez, and had left her hair open. The darkness of her dark wavy hair was contrasting well with the fair skin of her arms. This was more that she typically showed, and gave Sahil hope that maybe she was trying to look good for him. And look good she did! Her nails were well manicured and her sparse make up was just adequate to bring that glow to her face; she had obviously given good thought to how she was going to look for him this evening.
"Great to see you again, Ekta!" exclaimed Sahil as he got up to greet her and peck her on the cheek soon after she was shown into his cabin by his PA. "Finally, we get some peace and privacy; those last couple of meetings had been so noisy! I barely got to speak with you properly"
She smiled back into his eyes and said, "Yep! Finally, I get to talk to Sahil Mehra one-on-one, in his own workspace! So tell me Sahil, what do I owe the pleasure of this meeting to?"
Straight down to business, he thought. Obviously, it didn't augur well for his plans. "Let's start with some coffee," he said with a smile. "Work can always follow, can't it?"
They indulged in some chit-chat while waiting for the coffee to arrive. Soon the talk drifted to more personal matters, and once again Sahil found himself opening up to this wonderful, bright woman more easily than he could have ever imagined. They spoke all about Sahil's marriage and his kid, about how he got into the jewelry business, and about his friends and passions, and before they knew it, the coffee cups were empty and an hour had passed. As the time neared 7.00 pm, Sahil soon realized that all staff on his floor had left, including his PA, and they hadn't even started to discuss business yet!
"So do you also have a lot of women coming to your office in the late and lonely hours of the evening, Mr. Mehra?" she said as she gave him a quick wink.
"No way! Not a lot - only those who are terribly interesting, and hot, to boot!"
"So, should I be taking that as a compliment, or should I be offended at the shameless insinuations of a married man?" she asked with a coy smile.
"The very fact that you are asking me this question means that you haven't taken offence!" he grinned! "Actually, one of the reasons for wanting you here was to discuss your latest design for the necklace for the Italian buyers. I seem to be having some trouble with the production", he said, quickly changing the topic and pulling open his desk drawer to find the chain.
"As you can see, Ekta, the design you have submitted has the clasp at the back slightly lower than the rest of the design. And, when we tried the necklace on our model, the clasp was protruding out by about 2 millimeters, making it uncomfortable for the wearer. Here, take a look at this", he said, handing the necklace to her.
She was mildly disappointed that the topic had switched back to business. Somewhere inside her, she probably wanted Sahil to get closer to her, even if just in conversation. Maybe something more would follow. She couldn't get enough of this tall, bearded man, and shamelessly imagined him doing stuff to her every-time she lay down on her bed. But for now she took the necklace reluctantly, and smiled slightly as an idea occurred to her. She wanted desperately to know if Sahil thought about her the way she did about him, and she had the perfect plan to find out.
"Hmmmm." she said, pretending to scrutinize the fastening clasp with a great degree of concern. She flicked back he hair and started putting on the necklace. "Let me see if the sampling guys have messed up my design specs! You seem to be right, this does look uncomfortable. Let me put it on and see", she said, as she fumbled with the fastener behind her neck.
"Ufffff", she said, in mock irritation.
"Here, let me help you with that", said Sahil as he rose and walked around the table up behind her.
Her plan worked. Sahil was pretty pleased too. This seemed like the perfect opportunity to get close to her. He bunched up and pushed aside her soft wavy open hair. The fragrance of her perfume rose up to his nostrils and he smiled as he said "Here, I'll get that for you!"
She felt a small shudder up her spine as his fingers touched her bare neck. She was sure he must have noticed it too. He purposely let his fingers linger on for a moment at the nape of her neck, enjoying the fragrance and the proximity as he bent over to fix the clasp.
"What's the other reason, Sahil?" she asked, her tone now changed from the carefree one that she used a few minutes ago.
"Huh?" he asked, wondering what she meant.
"You said 'one of the reasons' that you wanted me here was to discuss my design, Sahil. What's the other reason? Is there any other reason?"
She was right! He HAD said that. He laughed as he realized how his sub-conscious mind had wanted this to happen. He now understood that she wanted it too. And he kissed her on the back of her neck and said "This! This was the other reason why I wanted you here. To myself. I hope. . . . . you didn't mind me doing that?"
She felt a tingle between her legs the second she felt his lips on her neck. She couldn't believe this was actually happening! Not wanting anything to go wrong with this moment, she swiveled around in her chair and let her lips lock with his. The shudder went all the way down her spine and to her toes, as his tongue parted her lips and entered her mouth authoritatively! This man had her horny in a matter of seconds, and she knew that this could only go one way from here!
Sahil's heart was pumping furiously into his stream, a lot of it being diverted into his now slowly engorging dick, as Ekta opened up her mouth for his tongue and quickly got up from her chair to wrap her arms round his neck, still lip-locked and breathing hard.
Sahil had met Ekta a couple of months ago at a seminar. He worked as the Business Head of jewelry manufacturing Company, and Ekta happened to be a contracted designer with the same firm, who had been called upon to accompany Sahil and 4 of his male colleagues to the seminar. Sahil had hit it off with her the very 1st time that they interacted and she too had been totally at ease with him, much to the chagrin of Sahil's male colleagues, all of whom probably harboured some hope of action with this bright young designer.
Unfortunately for Sahil, even though the seminar was a weekend affair, all of them being locals of Mumbai city meant that the Company had made no Hotel reservations, and instructed that all the delegates go home every evening instead. Sahil, though, had a couple of official lunches with Ekta at the seminar, and by the time the 3 days were over, he had developed quite a crush on her. She was 5 feet 4 inches, had long dark hair usually tied in a loose bun, and her typically traditionally Indian sense of dressing made her appear a little older than her 26 years. She was nicely curvy, had a pert but nicely proportionate 32B size bust-line, and her fitted salwar-kurtas highlighted her curvy body beautifully.
Sahil had felt a twitch in his crotch from the moment he laid eyes on Ekta, but her almost nonchalant attitude and her conservative style of dressing led him to believe that she was unlikely to frolic with a 32 yr old married father of one!
He was always on the lookout for willing sexy women, but he never liked to compel the issue, and found as much pleasure in the chase. He liked to flirt his way into a woman's good books, and then take it easy until he made up his mind that the woman was worth cheating on his wife for. In the three days that he spent with a well above averagely intelligent Ekta, Sahil realized that he had never been with anyone like her before, for a number of reasons:
Having started work 4 years ago, she worked hard to find her way out of her lower middle-class home in Ranchi (a small town in Central India) and come to Mumbai to land this job. He had always gone for the urban types before. Secondly, she dressed very traditionally, without ever revealing much skin at all. Again, not a quality he typically cared to go for. Like most red males, he was typically attracted towards women in figure hugging or revealing western clothes.
Their time at the seminar had resulted in some flirting, which raised, among other things, Sahil's hopes of some action. But the hectic schedule of the Seminar and the fact that there was no Hotel accommodation resulted in no action whatsoever!
For about 6 weeks now, they had been exchanging emails and text messages which had bordered on suggestive. They had even met twice for coffee in-between meetings, but, obviously, the chance of something intimate happening in such a public place was bound to be low.
Today was a different story, however. Sahil had invited Ekta after work to his office for a cup of coffee, and to supposedly discuss some designs. "I hope that the 'designs' you are mentioning, Sahil, are not the ones that you have on ME." Ekta had said flirtatiously on the phone when they fixed up for today.
"You're the designer, Ekta. I'll leave the designing to YOU", he laughed. "My forte is manufacturing, remember? Let me see what I can come up with during our time in my cabin!"
The pun was not lost on Ekta, who smiled inwardly as she hung up the phone – all the time wondering what exactly was in this married man's naughty mind! She had never even dreamt that she would be attracted to a married man, but this charming and witty business-head had used his physical and intellectual attributes to such effect, that Ekta actually caught herself imagining him while she lay awake in bed, almost every night since that seminar! His 6 foot lean frame often ended up next to or on top of her in her thoughts, and she wondered what it would feel like to replace fantasy with reality! She had only ever been with one man in her life before, once. The rest of the stuff had been just kissing and some light petting. Almost all of Ekta's sex had happened here in her bed at night, with the thoughts between her ears, and her hand between her legs.
For their meeting, as usual, Ekta had dressed traditionally. She had chosen to wear a white sleeveless salwaar-kameez, and had left her hair open. The darkness of her dark wavy hair was contrasting well with the fair skin of her arms. This was more that she typically showed, and gave Sahil hope that maybe she was trying to look good for him. And look good she did! Her nails were well manicured and her sparse make up was just adequate to bring that glow to her face; she had obviously given good thought to how she was going to look for him this evening.
"Great to see you again, Ekta!" exclaimed Sahil as he got up to greet her and peck her on the cheek soon after she was shown into his cabin by his PA. "Finally, we get some peace and privacy; those last couple of meetings had been so noisy! I barely got to speak with you properly"
She smiled back into his eyes and said, "Yep! Finally, I get to talk to Sahil Mehra one-on-one, in his own workspace! So tell me Sahil, what do I owe the pleasure of this meeting to?"
Straight down to business, he thought. Obviously, it didn't augur well for his plans. "Let's start with some coffee," he said with a smile. "Work can always follow, can't it?"
They indulged in some chit-chat while waiting for the coffee to arrive. Soon the talk drifted to more personal matters, and once again Sahil found himself opening up to this wonderful, bright woman more easily than he could have ever imagined. They spoke all about Sahil's marriage and his kid, about how he got into the jewelry business, and about his friends and passions, and before they knew it, the coffee cups were empty and an hour had passed. As the time neared 7.00 pm, Sahil soon realized that all staff on his floor had left, including his PA, and they hadn't even started to discuss business yet!
"So do you also have a lot of women coming to your office in the late and lonely hours of the evening, Mr. Mehra?" she said as she gave him a quick wink.
"No way! Not a lot - only those who are terribly interesting, and hot, to boot!"
"So, should I be taking that as a compliment, or should I be offended at the shameless insinuations of a married man?" she asked with a coy smile.
"The very fact that you are asking me this question means that you haven't taken offence!" he grinned! "Actually, one of the reasons for wanting you here was to discuss your latest design for the necklace for the Italian buyers. I seem to be having some trouble with the production", he said, quickly changing the topic and pulling open his desk drawer to find the chain.
"As you can see, Ekta, the design you have submitted has the clasp at the back slightly lower than the rest of the design. And, when we tried the necklace on our model, the clasp was protruding out by about 2 millimeters, making it uncomfortable for the wearer. Here, take a look at this", he said, handing the necklace to her.
She was mildly disappointed that the topic had switched back to business. Somewhere inside her, she probably wanted Sahil to get closer to her, even if just in conversation. Maybe something more would follow. She couldn't get enough of this tall, bearded man, and shamelessly imagined him doing stuff to her every-time she lay down on her bed. But for now she took the necklace reluctantly, and smiled slightly as an idea occurred to her. She wanted desperately to know if Sahil thought about her the way she did about him, and she had the perfect plan to find out.
"Hmmmm." she said, pretending to scrutinize the fastening clasp with a great degree of concern. She flicked back he hair and started putting on the necklace. "Let me see if the sampling guys have messed up my design specs! You seem to be right, this does look uncomfortable. Let me put it on and see", she said, as she fumbled with the fastener behind her neck.
"Ufffff", she said, in mock irritation.
"Here, let me help you with that", said Sahil as he rose and walked around the table up behind her.
Her plan worked. Sahil was pretty pleased too. This seemed like the perfect opportunity to get close to her. He bunched up and pushed aside her soft wavy open hair. The fragrance of her perfume rose up to his nostrils and he smiled as he said "Here, I'll get that for you!"
She felt a small shudder up her spine as his fingers touched her bare neck. She was sure he must have noticed it too. He purposely let his fingers linger on for a moment at the nape of her neck, enjoying the fragrance and the proximity as he bent over to fix the clasp.
"What's the other reason, Sahil?" she asked, her tone now changed from the carefree one that she used a few minutes ago.
"Huh?" he asked, wondering what she meant.
"You said 'one of the reasons' that you wanted me here was to discuss my design, Sahil. What's the other reason? Is there any other reason?"
She was right! He HAD said that. He laughed as he realized how his sub-conscious mind had wanted this to happen. He now understood that she wanted it too. And he kissed her on the back of her neck and said "This! This was the other reason why I wanted you here. To myself. I hope. . . . . you didn't mind me doing that?"
She felt a tingle between her legs the second she felt his lips on her neck. She couldn't believe this was actually happening! Not wanting anything to go wrong with this moment, she swiveled around in her chair and let her lips lock with his. The shudder went all the way down her spine and to her toes, as his tongue parted her lips and entered her mouth authoritatively! This man had her horny in a matter of seconds, and she knew that this could only go one way from here!
Sahil's heart was pumping furiously into his stream, a lot of it being diverted into his now slowly engorging dick, as Ekta opened up her mouth for his tongue and quickly got up from her chair to wrap her arms round his neck, still lip-locked and breathing hard.