My colleague fucked me
Office/Teacher
Submit Report I am a girl, 28 years old. I work in a multinational company as a marketing manager. As part of my responsibilities, I have to manage a team of 25 people, 15 of whom are men. I am a curvy woman with a heavy bust and big thighs, which is why I often prefer to wear Indian attire to cover myself up. Ankur, my teammate who reports to me every week, I think has a crush on me. He texts me all the time, which makes me uncomfortable. One fine day, our boss announced an office party to celebrate meeting our sales target for the month, and I was excited. For the first time in my life, I decided to wear a revealing Western outfit, which showed off my cleavage in a beautiful way and hugged my body perfectly. My curves and figure looked hot in that outfit, but I was a bit nervous because it was my first time wearing something like it. When I arrived at the party, everyone was having a great time, dancing to the loud music in the club. I was anxious because of the noise and the smell of alcohol, which made me frustrated. I sat in the corner, sipping a mocktail. Seeing me alone, Ankur decided to come over and chat with me, as he always does. He complimented me, saying I looked hot, and I reminded him that I was his boss. He chuckled. I left after 15 minutes, feeling unwell. And when I was in the parking lot, Ankur followed me. When I asked him why, he said he was worried about me and wanted to make sure I was okay. He offered to book me a cab and accompany me to my flat, and I agreed. When I was in the cab, I passed out. I was unconscious, and when I woke up, I was in my bed, with Ankur sitting in a chair in my room. As I woke up, he came over to me and explained that I had fainted in the cab, and he had found my keys in my purse and put me to bed. He stayed to make sure I was safe. I thanked him for his kind gesture. When I tried to get up, he came over to help me. And suddenly, he grabbed me by my waist. And I felt his warmth, his firm touch, and his desire to be with me, to fuck me, to make me cry and happy with pleasure at the same time. He looked at me and touched my lips with his fingers. And I was suddenly turned on. His touch made me crave him. He was the man who cared for me, looked out for me. I kissed him softly at first, tasting his lips and tongue, sucking his lower lip. Then, I tasted his tongue on my lips; he tasted like mint and chocolate. He grabbed me tightly, and I was pushing my body against him, wanting to wrap myself around his skin, wanting to take him inside me. He kissed me hard, his teeth biting my lips, his lips sucking my chin, and his hands holding my face like he never wanted me to leave him. I unbuttoned his shirt and removed his pants; I was so into him. I wanted to feel his skin against mine, rubbing against my skin. I kissed his neck, his shoulders, his cheeks, his chest, and oh god, I wanted to fuck him so hard that he would moan my name repeatedly. I sat on his pelvic area and moved slowly while licking his tummy and his chest, kissing his body with love and passion. I had never felt so hot before. He grabbed my thighs and took deep breaths, his eyes staring at my breasts, wanting to suck them, bite them. I leaned a little into his body, and he grabbed my breasts so hard that I moaned a little. He was pressing them tightly and pinching my breasts. I was moaning his name, my lips dry, wanting his lips on mine. He sucked my nipple whole, rubbing the other one, pinching it while sucking and eating my nipples like he would rip my skin out. I was living every bit of that moment when I realized I was all wet with my juices. And I started rubbing my pussy over his hard dick. His dick was hard and touching my vaginal wall. I could feel his warm and tough dick inside me. He was moving slowly inside me when suddenly he put me on the bed and inserted his dick while I lay down. I could see the lust in his eyes. He started to suck my breasts and fucked my pussy with his hard cock. I moaned, cried, and a tear rolled out of my eyes. Seeing this, he kissed me and hugged me so tight. He fucked me a lot, in every possible position – first missionary, then doggy style. He fucked my butthole, and when I screamed his name, he put his hands over my mouth and fucked me so hard that I started crying, but I was loving the pain. He came on me, his cum on my back, my thighs. He kissed my cheeks and then my forehead, and when he patted me to sleep, it was indeed a beautiful night. Since that night, he looks at me like I’m his girlfriend, but the reality is, he’s my teammate, and we just had a heated moment in my flat. After that night, I always wore Western outfits that made me look hot, and I know he likes it. He texts me almost every day, saying that I look amazing and he wants to fuck me again someday. But I always give him excuses. I also want him to fuck me, give me the pleasure I’ve always wanted. But I’m his boss, and we shouldn’t have this kind of relationship. I know it’s not right, but my feelings for him are undeniable. Maybe one day, we’ll fuck again.