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Sex Story- Saving My Job -1

Updated: Jun 26, 2020

Pooja !!!! As usual, you are late. Time and again I have been telling you to keep the office timing. You are not the only one having a family, we all do too but still, you need to try to reach in time. Once again it was Rahul ,my boss yelling at me.

I quietly said sorry and went back to my desk. This was now a regular feature, last week Mr. Rahul had come till my desk and reprimanded me for late coming. I could not help it….being a mother of 2 small kids aged 6 and 3 it was really difficult for me, getting them ready and leaving them at the babysitter.

Omg!!! These men will never understand. I get up at 5 in the morning get the food ready and then wake up the kids get them ready and still am unable to make it to office in time.

The office timings are from 9 to 5.30 and I end up reaching at around half-past ten every day. My hubby too goes late, he does try to help me out a bit but it’s just a bit. Neither I have the support of my in-laws nor my parent and coming to work is another hell with public transport and all.

Hubby is always frustrated cause he does not get the intimacy and I get too tired by housework and office work hitting the bed daily at half-past twelve and managing just about 6 hrs sleep. Hubby would say so what so many women do this if you can’t manage quit your job…..but the job was my identity and I have worked hard all these years…started work in this multinational about 18 years back and now am getting this kind of treatment.

Though we have flexible hours and I do carry office work home too and despite getting my husband bugged have diligently completed all my assignments but still, Rahul was not happy.

Somehow this has been my professional life. I have had about 6-7 bosses and except 2 of them, none of the others have ever been happy with my work. How is that????

Madam!!! Saab bula rahe hain ??? Prakash the office boy told me….I got up and went in. so have you completed yourself appraisal sheets then let’s get your performance appraised, Mr. Rahul said the moment I entered his cabin.

He was asking some official questions then some personal questions like how long I have worked here when I get married, why I married so late etc…Nothing in line with my job or the appraisal. I think you should quit, take voluntary retirement or go to another department, Rahul was saying.

I said but sir…why? see Pooja none of your bosses have been happy with your work, you have just got 2 promotions in all these 18 years this shows how good a worker you are. What training have you done, what extra efforts you have put in to upgrade yourself? I said I have completed 2 training this year and as for upgrading, I am quite happy with my job profile and would like to continue in this department only …maybe you can give me a few more assignments.

No….your rating…I cannot give anything better than a B.

But sir I have completed all the assignments in time despite reaching late. You are only seeing my late coming, have you ever noticed the extra hours in the evening which I put in to complete the work or the work which I carry home so that there is no delay in any payment processing…..I replied little strongly….

So you are arguing… retorted !!!. I would transfer you to another department better still with your habitual late coming I would recommend your name for an early retirement…be at home cooking and watching your kids….he was sternly telling and glaring at me…. Weeks and months of constant pressure just got me worked up and tears started welling in my eyes.

All these 18 years of my career I have never lost control…but that day I started sobbing and the room became silent with Mr. Rahul was just staring at me….he got up, came beside me and said…hey sorry, just calm down and offered me a glass of water…

I took a sip and then he sat in his chair. For some minutes he was silent then he asked me is this job really important to you… I said yes….why?? he asked softly…I just muttered…I like it, it gives me a sense of identity and moreover due to my small kids I prefer this location as its close to my home…….okay okay….so you want to continue in my department or else you would have to travel till HO every day.

Our head office is town side about 2-hour travel from my house said yes…. Ok, you may go, we shall continue when you are in a better frame of mind…with this Rahul went back to make a few calls.

It was already late 5.50pm, I was just getting ready to leave when the intercom buzzed, Pooja…could you come to my cabin lets finish your appraisal. I went in… for a few minutes he was just looking at me ….then he said… I can empathize with your situation. Even me and wife we both are working and I can understand the problems raising the kids….but you know I have to answer my superior…so Pooja in what way can you improve your work so that your bosses can get happy.

I said sir, you please tell me, I am ready for any new assignment but I have to be in this office.ok…said Mr. Rahul… how much extra effort can you put in.??

I said whatever you say, Sir…

Look, Pooja, please don’t take me otherwise but like I said you need to justify your work and a good appraisal from me, your review is done by Mr. Dutta and you know he never ever refuses my recommendation. So let me be straight…how can you make your work such that it makes me happy….Mr. Rahul was telling me but his eyes were fixed on my chest for a few seconds and then he was looking out of the window.

Rahul was a married man about 35 years short and fair with a barbell mooch. His face always looked lean and mean and he himself was a very slim-bodied man, his eyes were boring into my body and then he asked me directly…are you willing to keep this job and do anything for this job…..

I didn’t think but mumbled yes…sir….

I am planning to give you a better rating based on your efforts. Are you willing to keep your boss happy….I said I am…how? Pooja …you are a married woman and pretty one at that … don’t you understand….

Well, I was pretty…at 38 years despite 2 kids I was reasonably well maintained…I had a figure of the 34b-36-42…..after second child I let myself go but with my height of 5’9”, my tummy fat used to look sexier. I have a nice bulky ASS…too said sir, I don’t understand…..Dekho Pooja…..whatever your husband gets for free…are you willing to share with me?????. Sir…I…i was shocked…what exactly are you trying to say sir…?

Look, Pooja… life is full of giving and take and compromises. To get something you have to pay for something. Here to have a better professional life you have to please your bosses.

I said how can you say this sir…I am married with kids… Pooja, you know in the entire three departments and H.O no other women is as pretty as you are….and if you can make me happy when the sky is the limit here…

I did not know …what to say….somewhere I too was getting a bit excited and adventures..I just said…only you sir?????

He said yes with a beaming smile…showing his well maintained yellow teeth. He paused for a few seconds with the same smile and said …. maybe Mr. Dutta too…but I won’t allow it. You be my girl….

I said its wrong sir….Pooja nothing’s wrong. My wife Anju is now heading her audit department. You think it’s only because of her education and work….no she had to compromise…how is Dutta eating from my hands….Anju got me this power. But my personal life is a mess. With my wife traveling my son in hostel….staying alone is making me too lonely…I hope you understand Pooja…I just mumbled hmmm.

Taking it as a positive sign, Mr. Rahul said so how about tomorrow…..I said I need time… time to think sir…..Rahul became impatient …he said…am not forcing you Pooja…your appraisal has to be completed by 27th, today is 13th. It’s your call.

But…sir…what if my husband comes to know…what if the office comes to know….ha ha…dekho Pooja…nobody will know… it’s just a small adjustment between you and me….what’s the big deal you are married, I am married…..I just could not say anything….

Pooja…he slowly said…why did you stop after 2 kids….I mean have you done any family planning….I just said yes I have done my operation after my 2nd child….ok..ok…Rahul was smiling ….so you may go now….I just went to my desk …my colleague Arshiya came overseeing me upset, asked me, Pooja…kya hua…appraisal khatam???.

I said nahi….boss wants me to finish some more training and has given me a new assignment of data entry, only after he will do the appraisal. That night I wasn’t getting any sleep seeing this Bhaskar my hubby came near me and said Pooja aaj mood hain kya….i just ignored him and feigned sleep. In the morning I got my periods 3 days before time.

I had cramps and was feeling low… just pushed myself from bed to get on with the day….next 2 days were uneventful, I had mixed feelings about my discussions with Mr. Rahul….then I got a call when I was starting for work…it was Mr. Rahul…Pooja…aaj bhi late ho tum…sorry sir …tho kya plan hain aaj ka….. sir, today is Monday and ….Pooja can we meet ….

Sir, I am sorry am in my days…

What Rahul asked…

I got my periods……

Shit is what Rahul said and banged the phone down. Next 2 days neither boss called me nor asked me for anything. Shortly after lunch, Arshiya came over….2 din is week would be good…I asked why…boss is going out on leave from tomorrow…he is back only next midweek…..

I said …wow…accha hain. I need not ponder on Mr. Rahul’s indecent proposal, I was thinking and went home. At night I was getting erotic dreams about making love with a person but the face was blurred in the dreams and I woke up with a lot of sweat and wetness between my legs…

I looked over at Bhaskar my hubby and he was sleeping blissfully. I did not know but somehow had mixed feelings …was feeling horny maybe because the periods had just got over and maybe because I had not had sex for more than 6 months now…though my husband was always requesting for sex somehow I was just bored with my work and other…..but today I was feeling like I wanted something inside of me…

During my bath, I was playing with my pussy which I had not done in a long time……I came out of the bath and got ready for work.

Being a Friday I thought of going in casual and put on my jeans and a shirt. Reached office and my teammate Sameer had bought samosas for everyone we all were having a good time chatting when my phone rang.

It was the boss, Mr. Rahul ….As the signal was not clear…I went out into the lobby and returned his call…sir, you had called….yes Pooja…where are you…

I am in the office sir…

Okay, I have just texted you my address come over… need to finish the appraisal.

But sir, I thought you were out of station…

Yes, Pooja, my wife, and kids are at my in-laws in Pune, I returned earlier yesterday night…..just tell Arshiya that you have some family issue and ask her to inform me of your early going…. am I clear…

Yes’s… Sir. I muttered.

As I was coming back to my desk I saw his text…his house was not far from my place…

Arshiya asked me …what’s the matter???…

I said I have to go…some family issue, babysitter wants to close early. Could you inform the boss that I have to leave early…

Ok, no problem Pooja… you carry on. I will call the boss and inform you in your presence only ok… don’t worry. Tu ghar chali jaa…

Arshiya called Mr. Rahul on his cell….yes….sir its Arshiya.

What is it Arshiya you know I am on leave…what’s so important…

Sir Pooja has to leave early some problems…

Mr. Rahul replied…ok….ask her to take care……

I was just leaving…when Arshiya shouted, arre Pooja aaj ye mogambo itna accha kaise bol raha hain. He asked me to tell you to take care…..

I just said maybe he is in a good mood.

I was carrying my laptop and hailed an auto and reached his housing complex. I was literally shaking with fear and an unknown excitement. Though I knew what’s going to happen I was wondering and wishing it’s all a dream and not real.

Mr. Rahul lived on the 14th floor. I took the lift and rang his bell. After a few minutes, Mr. Rahul opened the door. He said…ahh…Mrs.Pooja Bhaskar…welcome. Make yourself comfortable…I will just be back saying he went to his other room…..I sat in the hall and in fact, I had just seen his face. He returned and only then I saw, Mr. Rahul was in his shorts, jockey shorts with a t-shirt.

He smiled and said …what you will have…. And mockingly asked me coffee, tea or…..me. ??? I said no sir I just had lunch…… ok have some juice saying this he got 2 glasses of orange juice. I was just sipping the juice…he finished him and then he said…ok…if you are ready Pooja…..laptop layi ho…ok…chalo appraisal finish karte hain.

His house was neat and then he said…aao Pooja I will show you my ….flat….I went behind him…he showed me his kids room, neat with a desktop, and then showed the kitchen which was again well maintained. Then he said let’s finish the work in my bedroom …come Pooja…chalega leave your laptop I will use mine…. I followed him into the bedroom…

The room was quite spacious and the ac was on…the room had a large double bed in the center with a huge 42” television. he had his laptop put on in the side table and then he changed the channel to Hindi songs….the old Hindi song playing was from Victoria no 402…thoda sa tehro……

I was just standing when he came from behind and held my hand….I tried to pull back but he held my waist from behind….he was so near me… and I just could not do anything…I was just standing and somehow I was getting all worked up…. My morning horniness and he was caressing my tummy over my shirt.

He just came in front and hugged me…on an impulse I too held him…Mr. Rahul was about my height slightly more about 5’8”. He kissed me on my forehead and cheeks and just then his phone rang….he saw behind it was his wife on the line….he went to take the call. That moment I saw his body….he had slim legs, but hairy legs and even his arms had a lot of hair….having finished his call he sat on the bed and called me…aao ab…meri jaan aao mere pass…. I just went and stood near him… Mr. Rahul got up and again embraced me…this time his hands were moving on my ass and his lips started nibbling my ears….

I was getting slowly turned on …he started pressing my ass over the jeans and I could feel his hardness hitting the front of my jeans. She pulled my face up and tried kissing me on the lips… I tried to move but he kissed me forcefully… then two and two put together I was reciprocating his kiss and as usual, without my will, my tongue went inside his mouth and we were kissing like lovers and his one hand now started pressing my ass and the other was slowing making its way to my right boob.

His right palm was caressing and pressing my boob over my shirt and we were still kissing and exchanging saliva. He suddenly stopped and started unbuttoning my shirt…I was hesitating but within no time I was in my bra and jeans…..his hands were now unbuckling my belt and pulling my jeans down…but he could not as it was stretch jeans…… I pushed him slightly and sat down on the bed …removing my jeans…now I was in my bra a panty…my blue colored flowered panties which now had some wet match and my light blue colored padded bra which was giving my cleavage an added boost.

Mr. Rahul just stood up and was staring at me…..lovely Pooja…at this age….you are 38 right…..you have maintained yourself well…just that tummy needs to reduce but still, it looks sexy on you saying this he removed his t shirt…..his crotch was swollen and am sure his dick was hard inside his jockey.

To be continued...

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