Main 29 saal ka founder hoon Bangalore mein (SaaS startup). Last Wednesday afternoon around 3 PM, main Indiranagar ke ek premium men’s clothing store gaya. Mall almost empty tha. Andar sirf manager Neha thi — 28 saal ki, tall, fair Punjabi girl with thick curvy figure. Tight white formal shirt aur black pencil skirt mein wo bohot attractive lag rahi thi. Wo muskuraate hue aayi aur boli, “Sir aaj dono salesgirls leave pe hain, sirf main hoon. Kya dhoondh rahe ho?” Maine blazers try karne ko kaha. Wo mujhe upar trial room le gayi. Har blazer ke saath wo andar aati, adjust karti, haath shoulders aur chest pe rakhti. Distance kam hota ja raha tha. Uske touches linger karne lage. Navy blue blazer try karte waqt uski body mere se touch ho rahi thi aur wo khud enjoy kar rahi thi. Last beige blazer ke time maine poocha, “Honestly, which colour makes me look the hottest?” Usne curtain fully close kiya aur whisper kiya, “Aaj pura week sirf main hi hoon… aur is area ke cameras bhi kaam n...
I am a 30-year-old woman, unmarried, and it had been a long time since I had been intimate with anyone. I had been longing for connection and closeness. One day, I had to stay late at the office to finish some work. The office peon, a 50-year-old man who is always kind, caring, and sweet, kept checking on me, asking if I needed anything. Feeling tired, I asked him to bring me some coffee.
When he returned with the coffee, it was hot, and as he handed it to me, it accidentally spilled on me. In a moment of frustration, I threw the half-filled cup, and it landed on his pants. Concerned that he might be burned, I urged him to remove his pants to assess the damage. He seemed flustered and hesitant, moving around nervously. I quickly fetched some water to help cool the burn and insisted he take off his pants to prevent further injury. When he did, I noticed his thighs were red from the burn, and in that vulnerable moment, I caught a glimpse of his body.
Overwhelmed by a rush of emotions and desire, I acted impulsively—I kissed him. He immediately pushed me away, saying it wasn’t right for either of us. But in that moment, I couldn’t control myself. I removed my clothes and embraced him. Eventually, he also gave in to the moment, and we were intimate for about an hour.
Afterward, I was overcome with shame and regret. He avoided eye contact and left the office shortly after, clearly uncomfortable. I felt deeply sorry for what had happened and for crossing boundaries in such an inappropriate way. I realized how wrong it was to let my emotions take over in that situation, and I regretted the impact it had on both of us.
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