Nidhi’s first assignment

Hello readers of Indian Sex Stories, this is my first post ever.

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I woke up, excited and ready for my first day at the new office. The entire morning, my mind wandered about the people I’d meet, a thought that made me slightly anxious yet optimistic about the new environment. After working from home for most of the last five years, I was still getting used to the idea of being in the office five days a week.

“Oh well, it’s not like WFH would’ve lasted forever,” I said and opened my wardrobe, peeking at the pile of clothes inside.

I pulled out a cute top and a skirt that finished just above my knees, and thought, ‘Too flaunty?’ Still, I put it on anyway and headed out. So many thoughts occupied my mind as I drove to the office, but one thought stood out: ‘What kind of person would Saransh be?’

In my last few firms, I was cursed with managers who barely ever noticed me or appreciated the efforts I put in before.

‘Would Saransh be different? Or would he be the same kind of asshole I’ve had to deal with earlier?’ I pondered it over and over until, before I knew it, I arrived at the building I’d soon call my office.

As I entered the office premises, the first person I laid my eyes on and the first person who laid eyes on me happened to be my new manager, Saransh. And my oh my, did he look nice. I was staring at him, almost checking him out, when he went and broke the silence.

“Nidhi, right? Welcome to the team,” he said, offering his hand for a shake.

His handshake was firm, everything about him was captivating, and I couldn’t help but want to follow his lead.

“Yes,” I murmured and continued, “thank you.”

The words barely escaped my mouth. ‘Why was I so nervous? Get it together, Nidhi,’ I reminded myself.

“I hope you have received your laptop via mail,” he asked, briskly walking around the office.

I nodded, trying to catch up to him.

“I know it’s your first day here, but we have a lot to do,” he said, opening the door to a room.

All this attention from my manager was new for me, and I couldn’t help but feel excited.

“Whatever you need, Sir,” I responded, my tone suggesting I was ready for anything he asked.

Hours and hours passed while we sat in the meeting room, toiling hard. I didn’t even see another soul at the office. Saransh even ordered lunch, and we had it in the room, which I later found out was his personal cabin. I watched people leave, and soon it felt like it was just me and him in the office. He got up from his seat, walking right behind me.

“Could you check what is the issue here?” he asked.

The way he spoke felt like a command. And the way he looked when he did, I couldn’t help but feel some sexual tension between us, maybe I was just daydreaming. It felt so nice to be needed for a change, but I also felt a little tired, so I stretched my arms up and then started typing away. All of a sudden, I felt his hands on my shoulders, massaging me softly.

“Sorry, I completely forgot it’s your first day,” he said, continuing to make me feel relaxed with his fingers and palms.

I felt so good; I let out a sigh at first, and they slowly turned into soft moans. He started to put his hands on my shoulders with a sense of authority. They felt so nice that even though it was our first meeting, I couldn’t help but feel myself melt at his touch.

His hands were now pulling my top up, exposing my sides to him. Was this really our first meeting? How did we get here all of a sudden? One moment he was massaging my shoulders, the next moment his hands went down to my chest, and before long, he held me against the cabin glass and was placing love bites across my neck.

‘This is so unlike me; I wouldn’t even let a stranger put his hands on me, and yet here I am moaning as his hands were squeezing my waist.’

I knew where all this was leading to, and yet, for some strange reason, I couldn’t help but submit myself to him. I wanted to see just what kind of a man he was; my body wanted to see just how he’d use it. How he’d use ME!

There I stood, my top in a corner of his cabin, my bra in his hands, my nipples out for his eyes only, and my panties dangling at my knees, just waiting to drop to the floor. His hands had explored almost all of me, from squeezing my chest to my bare ass, which now rubbed against the cold glass wall. My skirt was doing a good job for now of hiding my privates, though I knew if he wanted it, I’d be in my birthday suit already.

‘Wow, Nidhi, how did he get so much power over you in just a few hours?’

I stood there for barely a few seconds while his eyes surveyed me from top to bottom. And even though his hands were on me barely a minute ago, when he stared me down, it made me feel my entire face blush. I stood there, waiting for his next move, and he didn’t take long.

Getting up from the desk he was leaning on, he gripped my chin and whispered, “Nidhi, Nidhi, Nidhi.”

Hearing my name from him like that was music to my ears. He pulled on my chin, and I was already getting down on my knees for him. My hands felt his thighs over his pants while he unbuckled and unbuttoned them. Looking up at him, lust had completely taken over me, as I yanked hard on his pants, and his dick jumped out from underneath, hitting my forehead.

‘No underwear… was he expecting something like this to happen?’

Bent over his desk, his cock deep inside me and his hand in my hair, yanking my head, I hadn’t expected that this would be the state he’d put me in right after I made him hard in my mouth. My moans were intermittently turning into screams.

‘Thank god everyone had already left, or at least I hoped they did.’

He was pounding deep into me, going back slow and coming in hard. My face had arched up with how tightly he pulled my hair. With every thrust of his, his grip tightened, and my screams got louder. My eyes closed and mouth wide open, and before I could fathom it, he had pushed my panties in my mouth, muffling my moans. Smelling and tasting my own wetness was something that would make me puke, and yet here I was, wanting him to shove it into me further. With his hands now holding my open hair like two ponytails, he started thumping his cock inside me faster while I moaned his name muffledly, “Saraansshhh.”

Lying on my back on the floor, with his hands holding my legs up in the air and almost near my head, I felt so exposed with nothing on me while my pussy gaped after being stretched out by his dick. With my wet panties still deep in my mouth, I wondered, ‘Is this how he uses all the women who work under him? Which number am I that he has fucked in this cabin of his?’

But it didn’t matter; I wanted him to take me, I wanted him to fuck me more, harder, like he owned me. And he fucked on his desk, on the floor, with my head and boobs shoved against the glass wall, with me in the air and my back against the cabin door. I barely had a chance to take a breather before he started pounding me in a new position. My ass was burning red with his handprints. My neck and my waist, marked by his teeth, started to feel like he truly did own me. Else, who puts their new subordinate in such a state on their first day?

His thumb slowly entered my asshole as he continued to fuck me with my hands and knees on the floor. I felt so hot that I couldn’t even be bothered by this new penetration of my body; he could have fucked my virgin asshole right now, and I would’ve happily said yes. His other hand came around from under my chin to my open mouth, pulling my panties out. I gasped for air; it felt like a relief, though I wondered what was next, as giving me relief wasn’t something that Saransh did.

He held my body by my waist and started to thrust his hard dick inside me like the monster he was, the one I failed to see in our first meeting. My moans were filling up his cabin, softly echoing from the glass walls. In a flash, he threw me to the floor, pulling his dick out of me. Perplexed, I turned around to face him, only to see him holding his cock, looking up and spurting out his cum all over me. Reaching my lips and my open mouth, my boobs that had his fingerprint, my marked waist, and my gaping pussy. I watched him as he sprayed me and stood there, biting my finger, swallowing the cum that he kept depositing in my mouth. He looked down now, a smile across his face, the first I had seen ever since his hands were on my tits.

He patted my cheek and said, “Good job on your first assignment, Nidhi.”

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