Strict milf boss needed some attention! – Part 2
Office/Teacher
Submit Report This story is part of the Strict milf boss needed some attention series To give you all a short intro, I am Raj (name changed), and this story is about how my boss Parmeet (a 42-year-old MILF), and I had a heated argument that ended with sensual sex. After our first sexual interaction, everything between us changed. There was a sudden awkwardness, and we were not able to make eye contact. This made me think it was just a one-time thing and that it would never happen again. But after two weeks had passed, this happened, and it changed everything. From lust, it changed our relationship to a more intense liking. ***** Two weeks later, at 5:55, my telephone rang, and it was Parmeet from the cabin. I received a call, a bit nervous because we had not had a single direct communication alone after that incident. I picked up the call with a nervous voice, “Hello, ma’am.” “Don’t leave at 6. Wait after everyone leaves and come to my cabin,” she said with a heavy voice and hung up. I was confused; no hello, no greetings, just clear instructions. Now, I was getting horny and feeling lustful, thinking I’d get some action again. But little did I know, this lustful feeling was going to change. At 6:15, I was still pretending to work while almost everyone had left. As soon as the last employee on the floor left, my telephone rang again. With that, my heartbeat was racing. I picked up, and she said, “Come inside,” and hung up. I got up from my desk and slowly walked towards her cabin with a racing heartbeat and a semi-erect boner, thinking about what might happen. I knocked and opened the door. She was sitting right there in a white formal shirt and black trousers, open hair, looking beautiful as always. But wait, there was something different this time. Her nose was red, her eyes were puffy with a bit of smudged kajal, and there were lots of tissue balls on her desk, indicating she had been crying a lot. I was stunned. For two minutes, I was just staring at her because she looked exceptionally beautiful, a 42-year-old mature woman. And then I gathered courage and asked, “What happened?” She did not reply to that. Instead, she gave me some work and then said, “Okay… you can leave.” I knew something was not right, so I asked again, “Are you okay? What happened?” She did not reply. From the left, there was a space to move, so I went there, crossing her table right beside her. She was sitting on her chair, and I got closer to her, bowed a bit, and without losing eye contact, asked her, “What happened?” She started crying more and just hugged me very tightly. I was not able to understand what had happened to her, but I stood there for 5 minutes. She was crying and hugging me, and I was confused. After that, I held her arms and distanced myself from her and asked again, “What happened, Parmeet?” Then she told me she had a very bad fight with her husband, and her husband had physically assaulted her. She started talking about the whole scenario, how her husband became angry because he was not able to perform in bed, and, watching her succeed in her career, he abused her and then assaulted her. She was telling all this, crying and holding my hand tightly. I was sitting just beside her, watching her tears flow, and then suddenly, I don’t know what happened to me, but I kissed her cheeks on the drop of her tears. She was stunned. She stopped talking and just stared at me. We both were looking into each other’s eyes, and then suddenly we both leaned towards each other and started kissing. The kissing was so passionate; we were smooching like crazy lovers. And this time, I knew for sure this was not just lustful sex. I had started liking her; I was falling for her. Then she suddenly broke the kiss. With one hand in my hair, she asked me, “Do you really like me? Or do you want my body?” I said, “I really like you, Parmeet,” and I think she wanted to hear just that. She again started kissing me, and now her hands started opening my shirt buttons. Then we shifted to the sofa in her cabin, where she made me lay down on the sofa and sat on me. Now she was not kissing me but licking, kissing, and sucking my neck and chest, as if she was craving for this. Then, she slowly started kissing on my stomach. Now, I was semi-nude with all my shirt buttons open, lying on the sofa with a beautiful MILF kissing my body with her semi-opened white shirt and the cleavage of her beautiful breasts. She then opened my belt, unzipped my pants, and lowered my pants and underwear a bit, and took my cock in her soft hands. Now, what she did made me fall for her even more. She took my cock, which was around semi-erect, and started smelling it, watching straight into my eyes. Then, she kissed my cock all over and started licking my balls. After that, she opened her mouth and took my cock completely in her mouth and started sucking it while holding my cock in her hands and maintaining eye contact with me. I was already moaning as she licked and sucked my balls, and my precum had already started flowing in 10 minutes. As soon as she saw that, she instantly started licking it. Now, she was licking my cock with her tongue’s tip. I was moaning, but she was controlling me. Then she started sucking my cock, making it as wet as possible by spitting on it, gagging, and watching me moan. I was out of my senses. And just before I was about to cum, she stopped and pressed my tip so I would not cum. Then, she came up to me, crawling on my body, and started smooching with me while her one hand was pressing my dick tip tightly. It was so disgusting to kiss her at that time, as her mouth, lips, and chin were filled with her saliva and my pre-cum. I could not have done it otherwise, but she was looking so hot, I could not resist. We smooched for a couple of minutes.