Boss awakes Wild-horny side of Amulya – Part 4

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Amulya watches her Boss’s face as she walks to sit next to him. Boss’s face was beaming eagerly. Amulya sits next to her Boss, with her husband sitting on the other side of the table. She serves food on her plate.

As she serves, Boss’s craving eyes stare at the tightly caged firm boobs in her yellow blouse. He nudges his knee with Amulya’s thigh and rubs slowly. Her heart was racing fast, with sweat drops forming on her forehead.

She glances at her husband, who is focused on the food, with occasional glances at the Boss’s wife. Amulya drags the kid’s chair closer to her to avoid noticing the knee rubbing. After a while, Boss casually places his left palm on her thigh.

Forgetting the surrounding, Amulya was wet and horny in response to the slow tempting rubbing of Boss’s palm on her thigh. In no time, she pushes his hand away. Her Boss sits uptight, lifting his hand away before any of their spouses have any clue.

There was very minimal talk as the lunch progressed. Amulya locks her eyes with the Boss while serving rice on his plate. Amulya, with inviting eyes, signals her Boss to look at her soft wavy navel. The Boss holds her hand to stop her from filling more food onto his plate.

Her Boss’s eyes check around the table, and his hand reaches closer to her navel. But Amulya darts away before the touch. She was tempting her Boss crazier. She also loved this kinky stuff with her husband right before her.

After lunch, her Boss asks for the washroom (where a quick kiss was planned). Amulya’s husband plays the spoilsport by entering the scene to take him to the bathroom. Amulya’s eyes meet her Boss. Noticing his restlessness, she smiles.

Her Boss had to bid bye, like a hungry animal with all the unfulfilled temptations seeing the beauty of Amulya in a yellow saree. Immediately after dropping his wife at home, her Boss texts Amulya, “I am ready to bang you, Amulya.”

She replies, “Oh, Boss, do you want to bang me? You have a much prettier wife.” Her Boss, “Ya, I am mad about you. That yellow saree hiding your creamy body. My dick wants to be inside you. I want to bang you all day, my slutty Amulya.”

Amulya ups the mood by sending a selfie (Milky boobs oozing tighter through her cleavage). Her Boss started pleading, begging, “Amulya honey, I want you now at any cost. Send your husband and kid away fast? Shall I start now?”

Amulya replies, “Husband is back and is nearby,” and stops responding further. Amulya continued to evade her Boss. On one side, Amulya’s mind was drowned in the thoughts of her Boss. On the other side, her Boss’s cock was eagerly waiting for Amulya’s pussy.

Her pussy longed for a cock for quite a time now. She controls herself from replying to her Boss. Amulya’s corrupt mind was simulating multiple ways her Boss would avenge her dry pussy. Amulya, too was badly tempted to get banged.

As per the plan, she was supposed to keep her Boss starving until Monday. But she was in no condition to control her mood for a cock. Amulya thinks, what has happened to her? Why is she behaving like a slut? Why is she crazy for a man, even with a loving husband around?

Like all women, she was satisfied as long as her Boss continued to text, even with no response from her. She was reading every pleading and appeasing message from her Boss with a pleased smile.

She was thrilled that she was able to tame her Boss. Every text message appreciating her figure made Amulya more hornier. She loved it when her Boss appreciated her structure vulgarly. She read such vulgar comments multiple times, feeling a quiver in her pussy.

The time was 3 P.M. She tried to sleep, leaving her Boss enticed. Waking up at 5 P.M, she scrambles to reach her phone. Checks messages from her Boss with an eager look. The calming and thrilling satisfaction about her being able to tame her Boss had vanished.

She scrolls through the messages; the last one from her Boss was at 3 P.M when she slept. She gets freshened up and walks to the kitchen, clutching her phone. She replies, “Sorry, my husband was nearby. I couldn’t reply.”

Standing in the kitchen making tea, her eyes regularly scanned her phone, expecting her Boss’s reply. Amulya was suddenly feeling too bitter about this. She was restless and unsettled, eagerly waiting for a text from her Boss.

She handed a cup of tea to her husband sitting in front of PC. Sipping the tea, Amulya’s heart felt a tinge on seeing a reply from her Boss. She happily opens to read the text from her Boss, “Are you there?” She quickly replies, “Yes. Sir.”

Before reading the reply, her Boss goes offline. There was no response for the next 10 minutes. Amulya’s eyes were stuck on the mobile screen until the reply, which only came after 10 minutes. Happiness and a sense of control returned to her reading his next message.

“I am mad at you. I want you now. I will be waiting for you at the office. I want you in the same yellow saree. Bye.” As per her plan, she was supposed to provoke and keep him hungry till Monday.

She replies, “No.” But her Boss had switched off the data, and the message was not delivered to him. Amulya was confused and lost control over herself in obeying her Boss. She had changed into a Nightie before going to sleep.

Suddenly Amulya feels wild to meet her Boss. She finds her husband in the hall switching through channels on the TV. She cannot lie that she got work at the office because the weekend office never happened with the current work.

She fabricates a lie and convincingly conveys it to her husband, who nods. He had no clue that in a few minutes, his wife’s pussy would be pounded by a hungry dark cock with her hefty boobs swinging.

Amulya’s whole body was desperate. Her mind relished her Boss’s comments on her assets as she changed her attire to the yellow saree. After wearing the saree, while applying the lipstick, she notices her boobs caged tightly inside her blouse.

Amulya removes her bra and covers her milky boobs with just a blouse. She even removes her petticoat and panty. Thinking of her Boss’s big hungry eyes, she wraps the saree, especially hiding her blouse with thick saree wraps.

Her husband not offering to accompany her was disheartening to Amulya. He enquires, “How are you going?.” Amulya answers that she has booked an auto. To her surprise, her husband’s eyes glance at her from head to heel.

She felt alive and waited for a word of appreciation for her beauty. She walks out disappointed as her husband turns his gaze back to the TV. Before leaving the door, she utters to her husband, “I will be late.”

Amulya was restless, eager, and hungry to meet her Boss. The shortest 2 km journey felt like a long journey. After paying the driver, she enters the building. The entrance to her office was on the 4th floor.

Her mood was such that she never imagined the security guard and his doubts. To avoid any questions from the security guard, she acts to be on a call with a client and walks hurriedly, swiping her ID card.

Before entering the main aisle, she lowers her saree revealing the cleavage of her soft, plump milky boobs. Her body was shivering, and her heart was racing as she walked on the aisle with an empty dark cabin on either side.

She slowly pushes the door of the closed cabin of her Boss. Her Boss jumps onto her, dragging her into a tight embrace. Amulya was breathing heavily, with her heart blasting out. He grabbed her pretty face and locked his lips into a kiss.

His nose squeezed her nose as he hungrily drank her saliva, sucking away her lips and tongue. Amulya had to throw away her bag, continuing to suck his lips. Her pussy was drenched wet.

Until another part, Thank you, all ISS readers.