Hot Bengali colleague becomes friends with benefits
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Submit Report Hi all, I am writing to share my experience with my colleague during our time in Dehradun. I am Sanjay, having a height of 5’7″ and a decent body. My colleague’s name is Soumya, a Bengali girl with a nice figure of 34-30-36. This is a story of times when we had joined our first job after college and were deputed to Dehradun for training for a year. She had graduated from Calcutta University and I was from a private college in Ambala. During my college times, life was dull and I had a time-pass relationship which obviously wasn’t going to materialize. I was excited for a new phase of my life and then I met Soumya on the first day of training. It was mid-September and a bit cold in the morning. She was wearing a professional dress paired with a blazer and black stilettos. She had her hair done nicely and light makeup. She was the prettiest girl I ever saw. Anyways, the training began and we got to know each other soon afterward. We were provided temporary accommodation in a hotel nearby and were asked to find our accommodation within 15 days. So, in the evening after the office, I proposed to go out and look for homes for rent. She agreed to that. We went directly from the office to a broker nearby & house hunt began. Over a period of time, we bonded over cups of tea, cigarettes and evening strolls looking for a good house on rent. After a few days, the broker called and told me that 2 apartments near our office were vacant. I called and told this to Soumya who asked me to go and check them out. We called our broker to the venue. These were 1 bhk apartments with reasonable rent and good locations, so we fixed them. The next Saturday, we moved into our respective apartments. Setting them up was a big task. We helped in setting up each other’s apartments. For the next few weeks, we were almost together the whole time, either in the office or shopping for essentials for our new homes or just going out to have momos in the evening (Dehradun has good momo and soup, especially during winter months). The time passed and I and my Bengali colleague became good friends. We celebrated Durga puja at her house and Diwali at mine. One weekend during a round of drinks, we discussed our previous lives. She told me she had been in college as a day scholar and had a crush on a guy who later dated her good friend. Later as she opened up further, she was jealous of her friend who banged the guy she liked. I told my side of the story about how I was in a dead-end relationship. We both were now open to new experiences and I started having feelings toward her. But I kept them to myself because I feared she might say no and ruin whatever we have till now. Over the next month, the feelings grew stronger and stronger. Then came Christmas time. It had become extremely cold and it had snowed in Mussoorie. I asked Soumya for a trip to Mussoorie. I asked if she would be comfortable staying in the same room with me at the hotel to save costs to which she agreed. I booked the hotel and cab. Within the next hour, we were packed and on the way to Mussoorie. After reaching the hotel, I asked the receptionist to give me a good room and slipped a 100 rupee note to him. He nodded and gave us a room facing the valley with an attached balcony. The room was brightly lit with natural light but I was a bit cold too due to the blowing winds. The room was good with an amazing view of the Doon Valley. We stood together mesmerized by the view and enjoyed a cup of tea in the sunlight. We then decided to go and stroll around Mall Road. My Bengali colleague said she wanted to change and then go. I said I will be waiting at the reception for her. In 15 minutes, she came. My God!! She was the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. She was wearing a red dress with stockings and boots with an overcoat, she let her hair open and wore matching makeup to suit her outfit. She came and nodded at me to put my chin up. We walked together toward the mall, grabbed something to eat did some sightseeing. We were walking holding hands like a couple. It was getting cold, so we decided to come back. While coming back, I grabbed a bottle of scotch and cigarettes for the night. We came back to the room and asked her to have drinks without changing. I casually said it was like a date night to which she smiled and nodded. We ordered snacks and started drinking. It was cold and we were getting nicely drunk. I asked the Bengali girl if she wanted to join me for a cigarette on the balcony. She came and we started sharing a cigarette. The view of the brightly lit Doon Valley was amazing. During that, I put my hand around her waist and held her from behind. She did not resist, rather she adjusted herself to be held better. It was during that time I told her this was the most romantic moment of my life to which she seconded. I kissed her on the cheek and she was like, “Ummm..” I was holding her tighter and tighter and I kissed her neck. She went, “Aahhhh..” I kissed her neck and cheeks and bit her ear for a couple of minutes when she turned back and we started kissing. Wow!! One of my most memorable kisses till date. We kissed for a few minutes grabbing each other in the cold. After some time, we came back inside and I put her on the bed and started to kiss her. After a few more minutes of kissing, I looked her in eyes that were gleaming and she looked at me like she wanted more. I put my hands on her breast and started pressing them. She moaned softly and we kissed more. Then I pulled her up from the bed and grabbed her bum. There was no stopping from this point onward! I removed her dress and my shirt. She was wearing a black matching bra panty set and stockings and boots which made her look like a sex goddess. We went back to the bed and I kissed all over her neck while caressing her back and squeezing her bum. She was wearing a C-cup which fit in my hand perfectly.