The office receptionist

My name is Prem from Chennai. In this story, I am going to describe about my experience with the lady receptionist who worked in the office of my friend. He was my best friend and a top-ranking management executive of the company. It was my first visit to his office after two months of his joining there. When I reached the office on a hot summer afternoon this lady receptionist was talking to someone on the phone. I was the lone visitor at that time and she pointed towards the sofa for me to sit and wait. I was aware my heartbeat skipped a beat or two when I looked at her. She was one of the rarest if not the most beautiful lady I had ever seen. She might be 30 years, fair and a seductive temptress from head to foot. She had the close resemblance of a beautiful Hindi film heroine. I felt a little qualm in my mind when I was gaping at her in a mesmerized way. I thought her husband would be the luckiest man in the world. I wondered too why she had not thought of taking part in a beauty contest!

As she finished her talk on the phone, I stood up and approached her to tell the purpose of my visit. But she sent me back to the sofa and began to dial another number and started talking, obviously to a friend of hers. The talk over, I stood up and moved towards her only to be sent back to the sofa again as she dialed yet another number and started her merry talk. When this repeated for the fourth time, honestly, I got irritated and thought enough was enough. I interrupted her talk and reminded her of her duty and demanded her to attend the visitor first than to chat with her friends. This equally made her peeved and in a harsh voice she asked me who I wanted to meet. When I told the name of my friend, she asked if I had an appointment with him to which I replied in negative. She thought she got a chance to kick me out by saying I could not meet this senior executive without prior appointment and I could pull up my anchor and steam out from there. Initially she did not agree to tell my friend on intercom my name and I was waiting to see him. Lastly, she yielded and told my friend on intercom. I saw a sudden terror on her face as she replaced the receiver and turned at me furiously.

She told me in unconcealed contempt and anger that as soon as she told my name to my friend, he slammed down his receiver. And that was usually a sign of his getting annoyed for being disturbed or when he did not want to meet that particular visitor. She cursed me for putting her in a jam. But I sat back on the sofa smilingly. Then I saw her jump to her feet and stand in a very respectful manner. I followed her eyes to find my friend coming almost running. When he reached me, he embraced me in joy with such a force both of us nearly toppled on the sofa. He was visibly excited in seeing me and he pulled my hand to take me to his office. While I was going with him, I glanced over my shoulder to see the reaction of the lady receptionist and I derived a sort of pleasure to notice utter disbelief and astonishment on her face. My friend told the lady on intercom to cancel a few of his appointments for us to chat together. After nearly one and half hours, my friend followed me to my office-car to see me off. As I was about to pass her, she wanted to be excused of by calling me near her. When I reached her, she apologized to me profusely and requested me to pardon her for her mistakes. I longed to pat on her shoulder but limited by giving my electrifying smile telling her to think nothing of the incident.

That was the beginning. I visited my friend at least once in a month. Believe me, my intention was not to see this lady but to meet my friend only. But, yes, I did spend some time to chat with her for a few minutes though she requested me to move straight away to my friend's office for fear he might be annoyed for keeping me waiting. I told her to relax and assured that there would be nothing for her to worry about my friend as long as I was alive. She was very happy and thanked me for that. I won't stretch it far; I and the lady became very good friends so much so that she told me all about herself during our meetings. She lived in a rented house with her aged mother in the outskirt of the city. Her father was no more. Their financial condition was not so good. His younger brother was unemployed for a long time, but luckily got a job in Indonesia a year ago. He sent money to them every month and added with her salary, now they could make the both ends meet in a comfortable manner. But the sorry part was about her own personal life. She was married four years ago and spent a lot of money, beyond they can afford to, in her marriage as the parents of her husband insisted to. All seemed well for a few months. But to her shock, she found he was an utterly unscrupulous scoundrel. He had attempted to use her to please his boss for his monetary and career gains. He and she had fights together when she vehemently refused to oblige him.

Unable to bear this torture any more, ultimately she estranged herself from him and filed a divorce suit in the court of law the proceedings of which were going on for three years. Suddenly I felt sympathy for her plight to fight the life. During one of my visits, she invited me to her house on a Sunday afternoon for lunch. I thankfully accepted her invitation. But I did not tell my friend about it as she requested not to say to him. She was cooking a decent meal for me when I reached her house around 11.30 in the morning. The aroma of the dishes was mouthwatering. She looked an enchantress even when she perspired while cooking in the hot in the kitchen. To my query, she said her mother went to visit a relative away in another town and would be back in the evening only. I did not ask her if her mother went of her own or she sent her away. I went inside the kitchen and asked if I could help her. She thankfully refused. We talked for sometime while she cooked and her cooking was almost completed. Seeing me perspiring, she requested me to sit in the drawing room under the fan. She offered a cold-drink to me. After the drink, I spent sometime paging through some old magazines lying on the centre table in the drawing room. Then I felt my bladder was full and I wanted to urinate. And it all happened then.

As I could not find her in the kitchen, I thought to help myself to find out the toilet. And it was not difficult to locate the latrine at the corner of that small house. I went near it and opened the door. And there she sat inside showing off her pussy and urinating! Both of us were so perplexed and petrified we were unable to talk or move for a few seconds. As I said "very sorry" to her, I found her standing up. In a hurry, she could not pull up her panties properly and her slightly bushy pussy remained exposed to me. Suddenly I turned and walked to the drawing room. For nearly ten minutes, she did not show up. Later, I found her standing near the doorframe of the drawing room, blushed and in full shyness. She was only showing half of her face. I stood up and as I was about to apologize and say sorry again, she told it was not my mistake but hers as she did not bolt the lavatory door from inside. But she suggested a penance and punishment to me as I stood staring at her pussy for longer. She said for condoning me, I should also show my private part to her. She ran away to the kitchen as soon as she said so. I could not believe what she said!
Recovering from my bewilderment, I went to her in the kitchen.

As soon as she saw me, she stood with her back to me but ogling through the corner of her eyes and smiling. I went behind her and put my hands around her body. She took a deep breath closing her eyes. I pressed my mouth on the bare portion of her back above the blouse. She shivered a little. Now I touched her back with my tongue and moved my tongue to the back of her neck and to the back of her right ear licking through. Now she moaned a little. I turned her to face me and raised her chin. I found her mouth slightly opened and thick rosy lips quivering a little. She had closed her eyes. I pressed my mouth to hers. I took her thick lower lip into my mouth and sucked. I kissed her on her forehead, eyes, nose and cheeks also. She put her hands around my neck and pressed her breasts on my chest. As she was perspiring I was eager to get her into bed the soonest possible because I wanted to lick her sweat on her breasts and pussy. She led me to her bedroom.

I nearly tore her clothes as I was so eager to see this temptress in nude. And finally when I saw her the way she was born, I felt breathless. No adjective and superlative will do justice to her sensuous, provocative, beautiful and sexy body. I thought the God must have taken more time to make her body and parts to perfection and so beautiful. As I took her in my hands, she reminded I am still with my clothes on. So, she undressed me. As we made our bodies into one in a tight embrace, lips to lips, I felt heaven was in my hands! I wondered if any other woman on earth has such beautifully shaped breasts as hers. I found small drops of sweats on her breasts and cleavage. I practically licked and swallowed all the sweats on her body. Then her right breast was inside my mouth. As I was sucking it eagerly, my right hand was busy squeezing her other breast. She was now moaning with pleasure and excitement. She was frank enough to tell me that she was eagerly waiting for this moment! After five minutes, I sucked her other breast. Now my hand made its journey downwards her body and halted on her pussy. When I fingered her clitoris and vaginal hole, she arched her body making a low shrill. My mouth now shifted from her breasts, licking her belly and navel, rested on her pussy. I think something must have exploded inside my head because suddenly I started licking and sucking her pussy madly as I had never wanted to suck the pussy of any other woman so intensely.

By now her pussy has started secreting sweet juice which I gulped eagerly. As I asked her, she sat in the same way she did for urinating in the latrine, but now placing her pussy on my mouth. She must equally have gone mad in her head with the desire for sex so much that sweet juice was dripping, drop by drop on to my mouth. I asked her to separate her vaginal walls with her fingers to make her hole wide. As she did so, I shot my tongue into her hole searching and licking inside. In utmost pleasure, she wriggled her body releasing wild moans. After ten minutes, she let go her pussy off my mouth and turned towards my hot erect cock. Her body was practically trembling with the hunger for sex. I thought a matchstick would ignite and burn itself if it was merely touched on her body. I had never known or seen any woman who looked so hungry for sex the way she looked. She caught hold of my hot erect cock and thrust it inside her mouth. I wondered if she intended to swallow it down her throat for all the way she sent it inside her mouth. She made some movements and jerks with her head keeping my cock inside the way a dog did with a long bone inside its mouth.

Then she took it out and again, took only its head inside her mouth and began to suck. Oh what a pleasure I was getting! She continued to suck for nearly seven minutes when I pumped out my hot, thick milk into her mouth. She was expecting that as she swallowed my entire milk. She licked and wiped my cock dry with her tongue. She sat on the bed with her legs bent backward and her bosom heaving. But I lay rested for a few minutes for my cock to erect again. If what she had told me earlier was true, she had not sex with anyone except her estranged husband three years or so ago. Therefore, it is going to be a tough time for me to fuck her to her entire satisfaction. She lay on her back. I brought her legs close to her body. I made her catch the toes of her each leg with her individual hands. I asked her to keep her legs and thighs separated as much as possible while she held the toes with her hands. Oh... I smiled to see the result. Her pussy became very much visible, wide and tilted upward. While I inserted my tongue into her hole, she writhed in pleasure. Then I placed the head of my cock on her hole.

Holding the cock with my hand, I pressed it with my buttocks. Plushhhhh.... My cock went deep inside her! Holding her buttocks with my hands, I started making vigorous thrusts. She cried for more. I was amazed to know the depth of her desire for sex when she told me she would love to die while I fucked her repeatedly like that. Then I stabbed her vagina savagely with violent thrusts as I had never fucked any other woman like that before. I had hit her uterus with such punches with my cock that it must have resulted in instant abortion or premature delivery if she was pregnant. I did not wait to see if I was causing any damage to her pussy and continued my onslaught with renewed vigor and vitality as she cried for more and more. It took nearly fifteen minutes of my continuous fucking for her to reach climax. I was in a dilemma if to spray my milk into her or not. As I hesitated, she said with a smile to pump it inside her. And in another two minutes, I offloaded a large quantity of milk deep into her. She said she was feeling her womb being filled up.

Soon I mouthed her pussy and started to swallow her juice flowing from it. This gave her a lot of pleasure. Then we rested for some time and sat on the floor for lunch together. She wore her sari only just for the sake to attend the door if someone called. While sitting, she pulled up her sari up to her thighs revealing her pussy for my benefit of seeing while lunching. She rinsed my cock with the curd, collected on a plate and consumed it. In a reciprocal way, I touched the sweet on her pussy and ate it. When I reached for the glass of water, she stood up and thrust her pussy into my mouth and I sucked her warm pussy juice. We finished our lunch with such plays and I washed my cock to remove the curd on it. Back on the bed, we rested for some time. About twenty minutes later, she was ready and eager for the next round of love-making. She removed her sari and I thrust my cock into her mouth for sucking to make it erect again. She did suck and within a couple of minutes my cock stood up menacingly.

As both of our stomachs were full, we did not prefer any lying posture. I made her take an inverted 'U' position on the bed with her body and face facing the bed. I brought her buttocks to the edge of the bed. Standing on the floor at the back of her buttock, I separated her legs more wide and touched her pussy to locate her hole. Then I placed the head of my cock to her hole and holding her body with my hands I made few thrusts. Once inside her, I cupped her bib boobs with my hands, squeezed them while I continued to fuck her in that position. Then I had an idea. I released my right hand from her breast and inserted its middle finger into her anus. So, I fucked her vagina with my cock, finger-fucked her anus and squeezed her left breast, all at the same time. She moaned fiercely and said what I was doing to her was great. After ten minutes of such fucking, she collapsed to the bed reaching climax. I too offloaded my cock-milk deep into her love tunnel. We felt exhausted and lay on the bed. We did not know when we slipped into slumber. The door-bell rang and we suddenly woke up with a start. She collected her dress, slid into it as I too put on my dress. She was relieved to see it was the milk-boy. Later, we enjoyed tea together. It was my turn to say goodbye. It was a separation filled with emotions. She hugged me hard and kissed me keeping her mouth glued to mine for a long time.