Naive, Married Colleague Turns Into A Slut – Part 1

My name is Manju. I am a 28 years old software engineer from Bangalore. I am 185 cm tall, average build and decent looking.

It all started two years ago when I joined a new company in Whitefield, Bangalore. My team was working in the maintenance and enhancement project and the developers had to work in shifts on a rotation basis.

As I was not originally hired for development, I didn’t work in shifts but one day I had to work as the team members were on leave during the festival season.

It is generally two people and the other person was a married lady in her early thirties. Her name was Anupama. She was very fair looking and had a decent figure. Not so huge boobs and ass.

As I used to sit on a different floor, we never had much interaction apart from the obligatory official events and team meetings. The night shift was from 3 pm – 4 am.

As there won’t be anyone on my floor, I sat near her desk so I won’t feel like a ghost working alone in the huge office. I had some work to finish before 7 pm and after that, I was pretty much jobless. There were not many tickets and the ones raised were also easy to solve.

I was bored and went near Anupama’s desk to have a conversation. I started by asking about how things were going regarding work, night-shift workload, etc. She had some questions too. I helped her solve the tickets and we both went for dinner.

We started talking about personal stuff and I came to know she was also from Karnataka. So, we started talking in Kannada. She said that she joined this company as a fresher and she had been working here since then.

Anupama got married 6 years ago and has a 4-year-old kid. Her daughter was with her grandparents and she mostly works in the night shift as her husband was also working for a US company in the night shift.

We were talking about hobbies and general stuff. I also helped her solve most of the incidents.

The next day after dinner she was facing difficulties in solving similar issues which I explained to her the previous day. This time I explained to her in detail and let her take notes and made her solve the issues herself.

Anupama was doing fine while I was sitting next to her but when I started doing my own work, she was again back to where she was. She was making stupid mistakes and asking silly questions to customers. This pissed me off and the next day, I asked her to ask me for any information before asking the customer.

I showed her where to fetch the information but as she was repeatedly asking silly questions, I raised my voice and scolded for her incompetence in doing simple stuff. Later I felt bad and bought her a bar of chocolate and said sorry.

It was a health insurance project and we used to get weekly summary files. But because of a feature release, she deleted all the files! If there was a mismatch, the claims and weekly summary file and all the jobs done during the weekend would fail and it will be messy and time-consuming to fix.

On confronting my colleague, she blamed me and said I did it. It was not the time for arguments. So I sat until 6 am the next day and solved the problem. Next Monday around 11 pm, I looked into the logs and called her.

Me (in a rude way): Anupama, bare illi (Anupama come here.)

I never called her in a rude way and she was shocked. She got up came near me.

She: Yenu? (what?)

Me (I hit on her head): Node illi neene yella delete madi nanna mele haktiya. Nale manager ge escalate madteni bidu. Kalchko. (See these logs, you deleted everything and you were blaming me. I will send the proof to the manager tomorrow. Now, get lost.)

My colleague went back to her desk and started slowly crying. I felt bad for being rude. So, I went to her desk and apologized.

I also promised to clear the trace as I had already scolded her for it and just to be on the good terms so that she doesn’t report to HR.

We went to the cafeteria had tea and I brought her chocolate. From then on, we started talking informally and while explaining something if she did it wrong, I used to softly hit her or scold her. She was fine with it.

Our body contact became frequent and if I needed something, I just used to push her aside and take it or while explaining if she was using the mouse, I just used to keep my hand on hers and operate it or rest my hands on her thighs or shoulders. I never thought much about it but I liked it.

As I had a good company now, I started taking more night shifts and I asked her to move to a corner seat away from the camera, just in case if someone sees and takes it in the wrong way.

My colleague readily obliged and we both moved to another floor where I used to sit earlier as there were a lot of empty seats. As it was night shift, no one cared much. After we moved to the new floor, we became closer as no one was watching. This continued for some days.

One day, while having dinner, I was commenting on a girl about her dress,

She: What kind of dress do you like?
Me: For me?
She: No for girls.

Me: That depends on the girl. There is nothing like one size fits all.
She: Ok, what kind of dress do you like on me?

Me: You are fair, not so skinny. You look good in office formals, especially in a pencil skirt and heels.
She: Then? (She was curious).

Me: You also look good in a sleeveless top and jeans or short sleeves or sleeveless blouse and saree with heels. You should have been a little taller. And also I like women with heels.

She: Then..

Me: If you tie your hair and show your back or slightly expose your belly in saree, you would look sexy. You can do this to seduce your husband. He will do anything you ask.

She: Yea, I have done enough of that. Come, let’s go to work.

We didn’t talk about this topic further. After a couple of days, my married colleague came dressed very well. She had been to the parlor, got her eyebrows done and maybe did facial too. She was wearing a full sleeves jacket and jeans. The day continued as usual and around 11 pm and once everyone left, she took the bag and started leaving.

Me: Where are you going so early leaving your laptop here?
She: I will be back. I am going to the washroom.

Me: Why the heck are you taking your bag? Don’t worry, I won’t steal anything.

Anupama just left without answering and I continued with my work. After maybe 20 25 minutes, I heard footsteps. I got up to see who was walking so loud.

Anu was coming from the restroom. Her hair was tied up. She was looking fresh than before and I was wondering I didn’t hear her while going and why now? I could only see her above chest because of the cubicle.

I was staring at her and she was slightly blushing. When she came to our bay, I could see her from top to bottom. She changed to heels, she folded her jeans a bit up and opened her jacker zip! She was wearing a red top below the jacket and was smelling better than before.

I was wondering what happened and was just staring at her. My colleague didn’t say anything. She came to her chair, kept her bag, removed her jacket and sat on the chair and started (pretended) working.

Anupama was wearing a semi-transparent sleeveless top below her jacket. As my colleague had never worn a sleeveless dress to the office before, it was the first time I was seeing her milky body in full glory.

She was not wearing anything under her top and I could clearly see her bra and her belly from the side. I couldn’t look away from her and was just staring at her belly and boobs. I didn’t even realize that she caught me.

She: What are you looking at?
Me: Ahh, nothing, I was just thinking about something.
She: Ok, continue working.

I was trying hard to focus on work and avoid her. I knew she liked me but I didn’t want to destroy this opportunity and was waiting for the right moment. I wanted her to ask a question so that I can go near her and enjoy her beauty.

After 15 20 minutes which felt like hours, my colleague called me to clear a doubt. I stood behind her chair and placed my hands on her shoulders. Generally, I used to rest my hands on her chair backrest. She did expect me to rest my hands on her shoulders. She was a bit surprised but didn’t protest.

After my colleague asked her question, I bent close to her, placed my hand on her right hand and was brushing her hand against mine. She definitely had her hands waxed, they were super smooth.

I was so focused on her hands and her scent that I forgot what I was talking. I was just mumbling and enjoying the feeling of brushing her soft hands against mine. I had completely stopped talking and was just enjoying her.

Anupama softly pushed my head with her left hand.

“Manju, focus on what are you talking about?”

I came back to my senses but went even close to her. I was just 2-3 cms away from her neck. I deeply inhaled her fragrance and stood straight. While doing this, I gently brushed my fingers over her hand and firmly pressed her shoulders. Anupama let out a soft moan.

I then slowly started massaging her neck and shoulder. I stopped talking and was fully focused on massaging my sexy colleague’s neck and shoulder.

She was whispering, “Manju, please stop..I am married! This is wrong..Leave me..”

But she didn’t move away or try to block my hands. Slowly, my co-worker’s voice got feeble and now she was closing her eyes and enjoying it.

I progressed towards her boobs and gently moved my fingers over the dress on her nipple area. Her breathing became faster and moans got louder. I squeezed my colleague’s boobs firmly and started playing with them.

Anupama was holding my hands and moaning my name. I slowly put my hands under her bra and started pressing her nipples with my index finger and middle finger. I pinched her nipples occasionally.

Then I bent down, kissed her neck and whispered, “Remove your bra”.

My office colleague was enjoying my squeezings. She just bent forward. I unhooked her bra from behind and removed the shoulder strap. As her top was loose, the bra fell on her lap and I could freely access my colleague’s boobs now.

I started pinching her nipples directly and squeezing her sexy boobs harder. After that, I moved down and started rubbing her pussy over her jeans. I wanted to enter her pussy but couldn’t reach because of the tight jeans.

I took my hands out and started kissing Anupama’s neck and biting her right ear while fondling her boobs over her top. Then I slowly moved down, unhooked her jeans and started fingering her pussy with my right hand while pressing her boobs and playing with her belly with my left-hand and kissing her neck.

My colleague was caressing my hair and was constantly moaning my name. It didn’t take long for the married lady to cum. As she came, she held my hair tightly and let out a loud moan.

I was worried that someone might hear us and covered her mouth with my left hand. My fingers were drenched in her cum. Her panty and her pant near her pussy were completely wet.

I licked my hand and asked for her bra. I said, “Now, it is my turn” and took her bra and kept it in my pants and walked towards the restroom. I masturbated thinking about fucking my slutty colleague on the office desk and emptied a big load on her bra.

Then I took it to her and asked her to wear it. Anupama understood what had happened and happily wore it.

She went to the restroom to clean up and asked me to cover for her for the night and left. I could hardly work that night.

Our adventure continues. I will tell you all those in my upcoming office sex stories.

Stay tuned!