Boyfriend hump in office party

Hello, this is Isha again. Today I am going to narrate what happened in the New Year’s party.

Well in our bank, New Year’s Eve is celebrated at the most exclusive party places in town. We normally book the whole place for the night and throw it open for our associates and their families. These events are often places where extra marital affairs start and young sexy girls like me often return from such parties minus our innerwear. The year I had joined the bank in that party my colleague Mithun had got me drunk and stoned and then fucked me in the car parking lot till 4 in the morning. Of course, I got my revenge on him by having him fired just 6 months later but that is not the story today.

That year our party was scheduled at a place called Baba’s farm near Pune. It was a 60-acre luxurious resort that the bank had booked for the event. WE finished our work by six and then headed towards that place. I was dressed in my trademark tight stretch pants in white color and an equally tight off shoulder top that hugged my breasts like second skin. All the women were envious of my figure and my clothes while all the men were ogling at me with ill-concealed lust. I chose to ride with my Boss Mr. Sen in his Optra car. Mr. Sen had his eyes for me for a long time and now he was very happy when I asked him if I could ride with him. We were chatting when my mobile rang for SMS. I read it

“Hi Isha you are looking sexy tonight, I am going to get you on all fours and fuck you from behind till you become my bitch,” It was Rohit, my casual boyfriend. Rohit was in the recovery section of my bank and he was a handsome hunk with a huge appetite for women. The only time when he had fucked me was on his birthday and the next day I had spent walking bowlegged. If he was going to do the work on me tonight I was all for it. However, at the same time I wanted Mr. Sen to enjoy me too since our appraisals were due in February and I wanted to bag a promotion. Mr. Sen was stealing looks at my sexy figure through the mirror now and then. Every time he was shifting gears, he was touching my legs unnecessarily. I also allowed his hand to rest there knowing that he was watching my signals. As our car entered the mountainous road leading to the resort, Mr. Sen made his move. He put his hand on my thigh while talking and squeezed it. I sighed and pressed my legs together. Mr. Sen liked my reaction.

“Does that mean a yes?” he asked. I opened the top two buttons of my top and revealed the sexy red bra I was wearing beneath.

“What do you think Sir?” I asked.

Sen went off the main road and stopped the car in the woods nearby. I pushed my chair back until the time it was completely reclining and invited him in my arms.

Mr. Sen climbed atop me and kissed my lips. He was fumbling with his clothes. I helped him with the belt and zipper of his trousers and pulled the down.

“Mine is stretch Sir just pulls it down