The office party – Part 1

Hello friends, this is Praveen narrating a story about a wife betraying her husband with her boss and also making him a cuck by letting him watch how she enjoys another man’s touch. This is a long, slow story, so I request you friends to be patient and enjoy the story.

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Everyone was running around getting ready for work and school, and the house was flying with tiffin boxes, goodbyes, and kisses. A calmness intervened in the storming house. Madhuri sat back on the sofa, looking at the fan, wondering when it would run faster.

She let out a sigh of relief and leaned back on the sofa, her eyes shut. Her mind was occupied with her next task for the day. A message popped up on her phone; she reached for the phone and found the message was from her boss.

Her face brightened immediately. Her boss, Mr. Aadvik, was proposing that they plan for the upcoming Founder’s Day and that they had planned to throw a party in the evening. She immediately replied, saying she would meet him at the office and discuss the proceedings.

Madhuri, with a faint smile, started her day at the office. She was the head of the marketing department and had joined the office when they were merely a startup. With her good skills and sharp, witty knowledge, she became one of the wisest persons at the office. She was reporting directly to Aadvik, the CEO of the company.

Aadvik respected Madhuri a lot for her wise and sharp decisions. They both traveled a lot around the city for business visits. Even though Aadvik is married, he is 4 years younger than Madhuri and looks smart and charming. Madhuri, on the other hand, was a splendid Tamil woman, a mother of one, and was in her early thirties. Her attitude and dressing sense made her outwitted.

Had to add the word “splendid Tamil woman” because no one could walk without taking a look at her when she was in a saree. That day, she was wearing a normal top that fit her body, a normal office wear one would say, but Aadvik somehow found a way to take a look at her shapely tits. Sometimes, he could even guess and identify the folds in her waist. It had become a hobby for him to read her body every now and then.

She popped a good morning message to him and requested a meeting to discuss the Founder’s Day plan. He replied immediately, “We shall discuss it on our way to the client meet.” They had some intermediate work at the office, and both of them started to reach the business appointment.

On the way, Aadvik was driving, and he had something hidden in his mind, scanning her at a different angle. She caught him looking at her repeatedly and inquired about it with a chuckle. They started to plan for the day while traveling. And quite a lot of times, Madhuri found Aadvik looking at her and having a cheeky smile, but she could not understand why.

At one point, she could not resist and caught him looking at her and asked him what was going on. Aadvik, with a faint smile, said to her, “You look good in your new dress.” Madhuri was in shock; she started searching over herself and around her but could not find a connection to his words as she had worn this dress numerous times to the office.

With a hard blow, it hit her: she was wearing a new model bra with net-like patterns on the sides and back, which she was trying for the first time. She was confused; if Aadvik was referring to her new bra, how could he have noticed? She was dressed all good. She became quiet and was beaming with anger. How could he comment about her bra?

There was silence for the rest of the journey. They reached the client’s office, and to avoid his gaze, she took the sofa across and sat there separately in the reception. The meeting went well; they were happy in terms of the business meet. Once again, after reaching the car, she tried to take the back seat when Aadvik intervened and requested her, “Please, I’m sorry. I should have behaved better. I didn’t mean to disrespect your modesty.”

She was furious; she walked past him and opened the side door at the front and sat back as normal, slamming the door hard, making a statement to him that she was not a cheap slut who could be taken for granted. She remained mum during the return journey. That day was so off for both of them.

Later that night at home, she tried numerous ways to show her new bra to her husband, but every time her excitement was let down by him due to numerous silly reasons. That day, she was furious to the max. She had attention from a distant person, supposed to be her boss, whereas her husband did not even care to listen to her mood or feels.

She went down to sleep right then; there was a message popping up on her mobile. It was Aadvik; he had confirmed another meeting with some other client and requested her to attend along with him. She replied with an “OK” and slept.

The next day, again, she was furious, shouting, and angry at everyone; no one understood why. She reached the office, and everyone found that she was a no-go person that day, so everyone stayed away. Like usual, Aadvik arrived, and they both started to meet the client. Even now, Aadvik was bold enough to look at her, admire her, and have the same smile as the previous day.

Her anger burst through the roof, noticing him admiring her. He was calm and composed and was noticing every detail of her. Halfway through the travel, the client called to inform them to come back after an hour as they had an unscheduled meeting. Aadvik and Madhuri were almost nearby, so they accepted to wait in the surrounding.

Aadvik found a local café in the neighborhood and explained to her about spending the spare time there and that they should discuss the Founder’s Day party proceedings. The café was almost empty, and they found a ventilated table at one corner of the café and chose the spot. They ordered for two coffees and were seated opposite to each other.

While sipping coffee, Aadvik was detailing her right from the tip of her hair to whichever place was visible of her body. Madhuri was very much obsessed with him and dropped the coffee mug hard over the table, which brought him back to reality.

Her face was very still, and not even a hair was flowing with the wind, respecting her command. Aadvik realized her state and asked her if there was any problem. Madhuri asked him straight away, “I’m not wearing anything new today. What makes you look at me?”

Aadvik, with a cute chuckle, replied to her, “I admire you right from day one. I have almost every reaction of you in my memory.

“Not to make you insecure or to doubt your fidelity, it’s my nature; my eyes wander at most unimaginable places and take quick photos of the images. I notice almost everything, and to my surprise, I am filled with beautiful things. I am not mad enough to reject all the beautiful things I see and be a god man. I admire it; it’s my nature. I can’t help it.”

He also added, “It’s been more than 4 years we both have been working together, but never have I made you feel insecure nor acted in a way to test your modesty. But I remember every beautiful face of you, and also, I can almost imagine what face you would make for every situation. I have so many memories of your beauty.”

Madhuri was shell-shocked by his reply. Even with all such confusion, she asked him how he noticed about her bra yesterday. Aadvik warned her that she might be even more furious and her thoughts and views about him might change from her point of view, so he would not say.

She insisted he tell her, revealing to him that she was already in a confused state and would like to know how. He, with a deep breath, took the chair next to her and, leaning down to her ears, spoke to her.

“The top which you were wearing yesterday had cross striped pattern nearby your shoulder and side boobs, exactly at the point where your bra cups ended and the netted pattern started. The stripes were in yellow color. With some sweat from your armpits, the yellow color became slightly transparent and revealed your bra. With some knowledge about the bra models, I could guess it correctly from there. I just needed a few confirmations… that’s why I was repeatedly looking at you.”

Madhuri was in a state of shock; she could not process the details which Aadvik was telling. Her forehead was sweating, and her fingers went cold. Her mind was struggling to accept that she was being noticed so closely. Aadvik slowly grabbed her fingers and clutched her fingers to his and called her name close to her ears. It was something very different for her; she jumped from her chair, took a few steps, and then stopped.

She was breathing heavily, acting like she had an anxiety attack. She took time to calm down. The biggest challenge for her was how to react from this point after knowing there is a pair of conjuring eyes every time to every inch of her body.

Aadvik, the master, has laid a trap for her, and now he is enjoying sitting back, looking at her going through her struggles. He is very confident that she will come back to him, wanting for more, and he could consume the prey slowly.

Very politely yet commanding, he called Madhuri. She turned back; he offered her to sit back. She came back and sat back at the same place; he gave her coffee back. She, with a straight face, asked him again, “What did you find in me today?”

Aadvik was laughing, as he expected this would be her next thing to ask. He spoke boldly, “You did not get the attention you expected at home yesterday. I even remember you brought another new model bra last month, and even you were not satisfied with it. You did not want to repeat it till today.”

He added more, “Even out of this most unpleasant situation of yours, my eyes took a note that your left bra has slipped and is holding your breast, revealing half of the areola outside. Your nipples are erect and pointed; if not, it would have crossed the bra beads and have roamed outside your bra.”

She immediately turned back from him, facing the wall, and adjusted the bra from the front and found out his details were absolutely correct. She could not turn back to him and stood there, facing the wall and herself. The master planner Aadvik was enjoying the struggle she was going through, and his mind was racing through all the sexy images of her all through these years.

He was telling himself, “All these years of struggle, watching her… finally it’s the right time to make a move over her.”

He called her, “Madhuri, please have a seat. We have more to discuss about the Founder’s Day works.” She made a strong mind and turned back, trying to battle her inner feelings and also cope up with the works at hand.

She never felt weak and vulnerable ever in her life. In the meantime, the client called back; they rushed to the meeting. While returning back, he offered to take her to a diner to have lunch together. She could have refused very easily, but accepted. Deep down somewhere, she was excited by the way he looks at her, the way he describes about her private parts right to her.

The place was cozy; they had a single sofa and a table, almost undisturbed and far from the normal sights of the people. Aadvik took her fingers and made her sit beside him. She sat down and very politely asked him what all does he look at in her.

He started describing her first day looks in a saree. He started describing her looks in almost every dress of her. She was listening very patiently. By the looks she had during the conversation, he understood that he has her in his grips now. He confirmed it by asking her to go to the restroom and adjust her bra slightly, that she will look even more appealing in this dress.

Madhuri was hesitant to go, but his idea of adjustment she found true and will add more justice to this dress she was wearing. She walked to the restroom, looking at the mirror, adjusted the bra, and to her surprise, she found her nipples were hard and waiting to be played with. Her panty was also wet to some extent.

She returned back with shyness, accepting Aadvik’s advice. He was looking at her melons popped up, looking so round and yummy, and providing soft jiggle every time she takes a step. He was so happy she finally surrendered to him completely. They both had a lot of conversations about dress style and lots of other stuff.

He was looking at her when he wished to; she started to enjoy the looks and attention he provides for her. They both reached the office; she was smiling around, always searching for his eyes. Most of the times, she would catch him staring at her private parts, sometimes her face. She responded with a deep smile back to him.

All about her and them changed. At night, before getting to bed, she received a text: “What dress are you planning to wear tomorrow?” from Aadvik. She became curious and started imagining herself in each dress and the way Aadvik would admire her or scan her body. It made her wet; she was glowing with joy and replied:

Madhuri: Not sure, no pre-plans which dress to wear.

Aadvik: Wear the Punjabi style top which you have in yellow color, matching with the new bra from yesterday.

Madhuri: Curiously asked, “Why?”

Aadvik: “You come by, I’ll tell you tomorrow in the office.”

They exchanged good nights and slept.

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