Jyoti Ki Garam Choot

Mrs Jyoti Seth, CEO of the trading Corp. Stretched back to relax her neck. She had been working for more than 3 hours on this Saturday morning as she planned her marketing strategy for the coming year and was a little tired. She had decided to work on Saturday as that was the only day she could work undisturbed. Except for her assistant Vinod, the office was deserted. It was very hot outside, and through her office window she could see the sun beating down outside; although she was comfortable in her cool A/C office. As she casually looked out of the window she saw a construction worker working on the office complex across the street. The heat did not seem to bother him as he methodically cut and bent iron girders for the scaffolding for the roof. He was dressed in a banyan and shorts and his powerful body was drenched with sweat.She watched him move, smoothly and rhythmically, no jerky motions, his powerful muscles rippling and cording sexily as he swung the hammer over his head and brought it down on the chisel held by his partner against the metal rod, cutting it cleanly in two. His shoulders were wide and strong, slightly curved with the packed strength and his back swept inward down to his high hips and narrow waist. His chest was broad and deeply cleaved, his belly was hard and flat. His torso appeared to be hairless. She could see that his arms and forearms were thick and bulging with muscle. He was quite good-looking, too, with thick, dark hair, a straight nose, a wide mouth and a square jaw. He sported a dark mustache, but his cheeks and chin were clean-shaven. She could see his teeth were strong and white when he bared his lips and exhaled with the exertion.A strange excitement stabbed Jyoti deep in her belly. She moistened her lips, staring down at the man who worked on oblivious to her gaze. She watched his body move, his muscles and sinews cording and rippling like snakes under his tightly drawn skin. There was not an ounce of fat on his body. She had been so busy lately that she had not had a long relaxing love making session for over a week. As she thought about it, she sighed with desire. She imagined what his hands, hard and callused, would feel like on her breasts and nipples. His tongue would be thick and heavy as it explored her mouth and cunt. And his cock—his cock had to be big and thick and heavy. It would’nt take long to arouse and would last erect for a long time while he invaded her mouth, ****ed her tits, ravaged her for a long time.

An image of Sanjiv’s thick cock splitting her pussy swam before her eyes.. But alas he was gone for another week.A thin trickle of perspiration started at Jyoti’s throat and trickled sexily down between her large, heavy breasts. She shivered slightly in pleasure. Now, as the rivulet of sweat coursed through her deep cleavage, she felt aroused. Slowly, her nipples hardened and a wet warmth began to spread in her crotch. Her breath came shorter and her lovely lips parted, her nostrils flaring. The words and letters swam before her eyes, retreated out of focus. Jyoti sighed. There was no point in resisting. She had never been able to fight this for any length of time and had long abandoned the pretence. She pushed away the papers before her, tossed down the ball-point pen and leaned back in her chair with her eyes closed.The sensations spread slowly through her body and she savored them slowly, with a meditative appreciation. Her cunt was damp and she felt the first, delicious beads of cunt-juice seep between her thighs. She had stopped wearing panties years ago. Slowly she parted her thighs, then pushed them together, rubbing them gently. Her breasts felt heavier and harder and she could sense the quivering tension in her nipples. Without quite being conscious of it, she flicked open the top two buttons of her tight white blouse. It was the kind she wore to work, with a short collar, half-sleeved, and cut tight and Short under her breasts which thrust out proudly over its lower hem. The heat fanned out through her loins and body. She shuddered slightly and forced herself to open her eyes. The hunger gnawed at her and she needed desperately to put it to rest. She needed a man to quench the thirst in her cunt. Pure and simple, she needed a hard .Jyoti made up her mind and stood up. She checked her appearance in the mirror on the side and touched up her lipstick. Then calling out to Vinod that she would be back soon, she took the lift to the ground floor and stepped out on to the street. The heat hit her like wave, but she stood her ground and looked at the worker across the street. The man continued to cut and bend girders. The heat seemed to bounce off his body harmlessly. She walked on her side of the road slowly, her head covered by her dupatta against the heat. As she came opposite the worker, she slowed down even more and looked straight at him. The man, Chotu, glanced up and looked at her. His eyes seemed to bore into her. Her pussy got even wetter as she looked at his fine golden body. Jyoti’s dupatta slipped off her head and down her shoulders as she looked at the man. She licked her lips in excitement and tore her eyes away. The worker saw her dupatta slip down and generous cleavage of her breasts exposed. He saw her low riding saree with belly button exposed. Her demeanor was that of a women of substance and the fine fabric of her saree was further evidence of that. He felt a stirring in his loins and he turned aside to hide it from her view. “Kyaa cheez hai yeh” he muttered under his breath to his partner, who nodded his head sagely. Chotu smiled at Jyoti as she turned her eyes away and walked on slowly. Her body was now on fire and she had to **** this man. Images of what his cock would be like swam before her eyes.She circled around the building and came back to her office. She drank 2 glasses of cold water and stood before the A/C for a few minutes to calm her down. She glanced out of the window and saw the man working as before. It was late in the afternoon and soon the workers would be packing off. The she called Vinod, pointed out Chotu to him and asked him to call the worker into her outer office to discuss some construction work to be done at her office. Vinod was a bit puzzled, but complied. He was back in a few minutes and told Jyoti that the man, Chotu was in the front office. “Ask him to wait” said Jyoti and give him some refreshment. “And let him wash up in the bathroom if he wants to”. After about 15-20 minutes, Jyoti asked Vinod to call the man in. Then she told him to call it a day and thanked him for coming in on a Saturday. Vinod found it a little odd that she was staying with the worker alone, but knew better than to argue. [email protected]