Lolling with laxmi

If you enter my office, the first thing you are bound to notice is my secretary Laxmi. She sits right outside my cabin facing the main door and has been refusing to be moved from there.You will notice her not just because she is out there in the front, but because she has a personality and body which no one can ignore. She is petite and very fair, has large black eyes and jet black hair. She can say so many things with her eyes, just looking at you. That is why a shy person like me… But wait, let me not get ahead of the story.The next thing(s) which you are bound to notice depends on whether she is standing or sitting, and whether she is facing you or has turned around. You know what I mean. Well, now let’s move on… One Sunday afternoon, I was alone in the office. Usually, when I work on a holiday – which I often do – I lock the outer office door and work in my cabin. But that day I had left the outer door open on purpose for I was waiting for my secretary. As I sat there, going through the pile of papers on my table, I saw a shadow on my table and looked up to see my secretary Laxmi, peerping through the cabin door. As I looked at her she said, “May I come in, sir?”“Please come in, Laxmi,” I said, “I have called you for some personal work today.” I said. I watch her beautiful behind whole day through the one way glass of my cabin. I get to see the front view, only when she comes in . Her presence always excites me sexually. I had sensed that she felt the same in my presence. However, matters had not progressed beyond flirting when our fingertips touched during the course of work, sending electrifying waves to my brain, which my wife says, is located in my groin When this incident happened, Laxmi had been with me for six months, minus the 1 month leave she had taken recently and had joined only a week back.Now as she entered my cabin, her pallu slipped a few inches down from one shoulder. I realized that she was wearing a beautifully embroidered bra under her semitransparent white silk blouse. The edges of the bra and spaghetti thin elastic straps formed a beautiful pattern, and were visible through the thin transluscent blouse material. “I learnt from the office staff that you often come alone to office on Sundays.” Laxmi said. “Yes. Please lock the door, so that we are not disturbed and then take a seat.” I invited her. She turned the key in the lock without a question and came and sat in front of me, resting her elbows on my tabletop and joining her fingers under her chin. This way I had a closer view of her white-clad boobs – one was partially hidden under the pallu but the beautiful pattern on the other one was now clearly visible at close range. She saw where I was looking, and her eyes quickly looked down at her own bosom. But without making any move to lift the pallu back in its position she looked back with smouldering eyes straight in my eyes. She knew I was watching her breasts and she was clearly challenging me to squeeze them”Laxmi,” I began, and surprisingly my voice had become a little hoarse, “You remember what you had said when you had come to me to ask for the month’s leave?”“Ofcourse, I do. “those days I was getting frequently pregnant, almost every time I had unprotected ….” She left the phrase unuttered “I wanted to get tubectomy done and wanted leave from the office.”“That is exactly what I want to discuss with you today. I want my wife Pam to undergo the same operation, but I have some apprehensions. I want to know some facts about a woman’s sex life after the operation. “Sir, with you I am ready to share intimate matters.” My secretary’s answer was more than encouraging.“Laxmi, thanks again. I feel very comfortable discussing my sex life with you. To start with, my wife too gets pregnant every time I have unprotected … Intercourse with her.” “So do I.” she dropped her voice to a confidential whisper. But her cheeks were now a rosy pink and her eyes were sparkling with excitement. “I enjoy the direct contact of …” again she left the word unuttered again.She announced in the conspiratorial tone again. “There is nothing more pleasurable than the direct feel of …” she again left the words unuttered but the meaning was not unsaid.“I want to ask you some questions about your sex life before and after the operation.” I interrupted, avoiding to bring my wife further in to this discussion, any more than was absolutely essential.“Please do ask me what you want to ask.”” now has your sex urge decreased due to the operation? Because, that is one thing I do not want to happen to Pam. I need her every night at least once.” I said.“Oh, no sir, my sexual urge has not at all decreased, on the other hand it has increased several fold. And I don’t miss a single opportunity.” Laxmi declared.All of a sudden I leaned forward across the table and inserted my index and middle finger underneath her blouse and bra; I felt the soft yet taut, fair surface of her boob, but withdrew my hand quickly before she could react. Although my movements were a surprise to her, her body had reacted involuntarily and thrust her breast forward in anticipation. As I quickly withdrew my hand a gasp escaped her half-parted lips, it seemed more out of disappointment than surprise.“I think an insect, most probably an ant, has entered your bra. But it moved deeper, before I could catch it.”“My god!” she exclaimed, “what will I do now? What if the ant bites my soft breasts. You must have felt how soft I am there.” It was obvious that she was responding to my ploy positively.“We will have to look deeper under your bra to catch it.” I said.“Please look where ever you think it is necessary to look – but please remove the insect, please.” she begged and inserting her hand under her blouse bra began searching. I got up from my chair and walked over so that I was behind her chair. She leaned backwards and looked at me with her head thrown back. I held her small but firm boobs in my palms and started feeling under the fabric.“I will check both your breasts simultaneously,” I said, “so that it should not run from one to the other as I try to catch it.”“This is a very good idea,” said Laxmi, “please take both of them and check thoroughly.”I cupped both her boobs in my palms and started rubbing them gently. However, I did not touch the area of her nipples directly.“Did you catch it?” she asked, “please catch it as early as possible.”“I think the fabric is coming in the way…” I said.“Then remove it forthwith,” she gave me full permission. Standing close to her, and with her face turned up towards me, I noticed a tiny mole on her upper lip. Her lips were half parted and her breathing had become faster. My own breathing had become rather heavy in anticipation of the promise of the wonderful afternoon of sex awaiting me.Suddenly I placed my lips on hers and put only a slight pressure on them. This again was not anticipated by her. In the brief second she realized that I was kissing her, her lips had already started reacting involuntarily by pressing back against my lips. The moment I felt the pressure of her responding lips I removed my lips, once again leaving her panting with desire.“Sorry, Laxmi,” I said, “I mistook the mole for the ant. I thought the ant had realized that it had left your sweet lips untouched before proceeding in to your bra, and realizing its mistake had come back to taste the wonderful honey on your lips.”“And how did you know my lips were sweet?” asked the darling fluttering her eye lashes.“I just tasted them.” I said smiling.“And how did you know what the ant wanted?” she asked again in a low husky voice.“I think it is a male ant, judging from its eagerness to get into your bra,” I replied, “and I know what a male, any male would think about your body… Exactly what I myself as a male would love to do with your body…” Without a word, I instantly moved my hands to her pallu and removing it out of my way, undid all the buttons on her blouse. My action was so quick, she was left gasping. Then slowly and deliberately, I pushed the two open front pieces of her blouse aside, and pushing them a few inches off her beautiful round shoulders, started examining her bra-clad breasts methodically. An exotic perfume filled my nostrils. She must have applied it under her arms. I touched the skin between her clevage tentatively with my fingers and then moved them all over her bra as if feeling for the wandering insect. Blood rushed to her cheeks. I bent forward to get a better view and my cheek almost touched hers. A few stray curls of her hair which had come loose from her braid brushed against my cheek. Very tenderly I squeezed her boobs.“Please check them thoroughly,” she whispered, “I am really scared of insects.”Without warning, I caught hold of her blouse fronts and quickly and roughly pushed them back and down. She responded with a small yelp of excitement, saying,“How violent you were after all the tender squeezing, I felt as if some one was undressing me to rape me…” But the manner in which she said it would have encouraged any prospective rapist! She raised herself from the chair, so that I could slide the blouse down her arms. In doing so her boobs jutted forward and outward. I took off her blouse it had the exhilirating mixture of the scent of the sweat from her armpits and the scent she had applied.I caught her upturned chin and once again placed my lips on hers. This time her response was quick and complete. Before I had time to pull back, she started a very wet and passionate kiss. Losing control, I too started kissing back with equal fervour. Our lips curled against each other and tiny sounds escaped at intervals from our moist mouths. I started moving my palms over her shoulders, which were now naked except for the bra straps. I traced the straps down to the bra cups. I moved my hands all around them and then squeezed them again. She let go a sigh of desire and slumped back against me.I moved my hands down towards her flat belly and started circling her navel in a slow gentle motion.She abruptly shifted away from me disengaging our kiss.“Did you get what you wanted form my lips … The ant?” she asked with a smile.“No, not yet,” I replied, “I think after tasting your lips, it must have gone deeper to lick your tongue.”“It’s possible, but I have another idea. Supposing it was not a male ant, but a female one then…?” Laxmi’s eyes were twinkling as she too started contributing to this overt sex-play with me. “Then it could have jumped on you when you came close…now I am in a position to predict what any female would want to do with your body.”“And what would you, I mean the female ant like to do to my body?” I asked encouragingly.“If I were the female ant, I would have jumped on to your chest, when you held me so tightly from behind after taking off my blouse.” she replied, then added, “Now I will take off your shirt and see that she is not heading to nibble your nipples, for that is what I would certainly do if given a chance.”With this she moved out of the chair, with a flurry of her dropped pallu showing me her beautiful slim feminine figure. Her behind was flared slightly at the hips. I had a full erection by this time, and she glanced directly at my trouser front while closing in with me.After she had unbuttoned a couple of my shirt buttons, she inserted her palm inside and started caressing my chest, whilst she murmured, “The female ant must have got excited in the shrubbery here.” Now it was my turn to gasp with excitement as she lightly touched the auriola around my nipples. Her own lips twisted with anticipation as her fingers reached one nipple. I reached down and put my hand over her exposed waist and started caressing it. At this she looked up at me; her light brown eyes were filled with a simple, pure, unashamed but innocent desire for sex with me; it may sound strange to call the desire for sex ‘innocent’ but that is the only word I can think of for what I saw in her eyes. As she confessed truthfully, she had a more than average sexual urge and she did not find anything amoral in having it satisfied from another woman’s husband in the office, or from ‘any one and any where’, as she put it, for that matter. On my part I too was just like her and whole-heartedly had sexual union with any sex partner who was willing.“I don’t want to let the ant, if it is a male, enter your sari, while you are busy checking my chest.” I explained.Distracted, she let go of my nipple and completed unbuttoning my shirt.“Do you think it will enter my sari?” she asked, when the last button was off.“You don’t know how very attractive your sexy waist is for a male.” I countered as my hand went further ahead into the folds of her sari. She responded by thursting both her hands on my chest and gripping each of my nipple between the forefinger and thumb of each of her hand. As she did this she raised her face and looked up at me longingly. The next moment we were kissing like mad. This time she opened her mouth and my tongue went into it tasting the salty taste of her mouth. Our tongues met hungrily, twisting and coiling against each other like two snakes making love.I moved my hands holding her just above the buns and held her tightly pressing her crotch against mine. She too moved closer and pressed her crotch and moved it against my erection. I responded by dipping my hands under her sari at the back and top of her panties and felt the rising slope of her buns.She disentangled quickly at that. “Could it have reached there?” she asked with mock fear.“I must remove your sari to know that.” I answered.“Then what are you waiting for?” she asked.“Well, if you were my wife, I would have had you fully naked by now. But is it not better to take permission, before undressing another man’s wife?” I said.“Not when your intention is to catch an ant offending her modesty and on such an occasion you can make her totally naked.” she replied, smiling in that innocent way of hers.With this I brought my hand to the front of her waist and pulled out the end of sari that was tucked under her petticoat. She twisted around so that I could unwind her sari from her torso. Soon it was lying in a heap on my table.I ran my hands all around her and checked for the ‘ant’. Lastly, I cupped her buns in my palms and started caressing them.“What if the female has entered your trousers…?” she asked. And without my permission, put her hand on my trouser belt.“Hey, you are going ahead of me. That is not fair.” I said.“How do you mean ahead?” she asked.“See my chest is already bare, if you remove my trousers, I shall have only my shorts on me. Whereas you still have bra on and a petticoat above your panties.”“Okay, then don’t waste time. Otherwise the ant will accomplish what it wants before you even reach there.” she said smiling naughtily.I started reaching for the cords of her petticoat, but she held my hand and said, “First make me like you… Bare-chested and check it all.”“Fair enough.” I said and turning her around reached for the clasp at the back of her bra. But at the last minute I changed my mind and hugging her from behind placed my hands on the cords of her peticoat again and said,“Laxmi, a sexy woman usually matches her bra with the panty, should they not be viewed together? Let me open your peticoat first.” I had started feeling her thighs with my hands as I said this. I could feel the smooth skin all over the front and back of her thighs through the thin silk fabric of her peticoat. But I was unable to trace the edge of her panty through the fabric! Was she not wearing a panty? Hurriedly I felt all over again, but no panty inside.“Now I realize you are the expert in undressing females, only a man with lots of experience with women will know how we dress underneath” she surrendered, “do as you think fit; but catch the insect before it finds my p…”“Actually, I think I shall change my mind and go for the bra clasp first…” I started saying, but she interrupted with a short laugh and said,“What you are thinking is wrong, do open my petticoat firstNow I did not want to see her lower half naked before taking off her bra. I enjoy foreplay and wanted to arouse her before making her nude for a full-fledged session. But since she had guessed my thoughts and still wanted me to go ahead, I decided to do it her way. After all she was as much, if not more, experienced in these matters as I was.So I gave a sharp tug to the cord and her silken petticoat went down to her ankles with a swish. ” Once again she gave me that sweet innocent yet carnal smile, looking back over her shoulder, and once again our lips locked in a wet kiss, . We kissed hungrily. She was so aroused by this that she started grinding her buns on my erection.“No ant in your lips either. The female ant must have left your sexy lips while you were busy removing my petticoat, and I am sure, by now it must have proceeded to enjoy the delicacy in your trousers,” said my precious secretary naughtily, as she turned around and touched my bulging trouser front gingerly. “May I now open and see what it is up to?” And without waiting for my permission, she knelt in front of me and started unzipping my trousers. As she knelt in front of me, I had a superb view of her beautiful shoulders adorned by her bra straps and the beautiful skin on the bulge of her boobs under the bra cups in front. Whilst on the rear her slim waist expanded from her bikini cord into a neat botton with two beautiful naked silky buttocks.She undid the zipper and putting her hand inside grasped my cock beneath the brief. It expanded under her firm caress. Looking up at me she said with a sweet smile,“If I were the female ant in your trousers, I would suck up this big bent banana till it ….” she left the sentence incomplete and undid the buttons holding my trousers in place. With loving hands she slid my trousers caressingly down my thighs. Simultaneously I reached and started caressing her bare shoulders. When the trousers reached my ankles, she held them down with the toes of her feet, while I stepped out of them. In the meanwhile Laxmi started moving her fingers through the curls on my thighs. Then as she once again put her hands on the waist band of my shorts and inserted two fingers to pull them down, I placed my hands over hers and said, “Hey, not so fast. I have to do some things before you take it out. You know a man must make a woman naked before he becomes naked himself.”“Because..” I said, while I inserted two fingers of each hand under the shoulder straps of her bra and pulling on them started raising her from her kneeling position; the fabric bit into her torso and she quickly got up. “Because, you women can be fondled all over for hours, where as we men can not hold as long. So let me check if the male ant has been caressing your beautiful bosom while you were looking for the female on my thighs.”“Please do it then” she whispered, when she stood up, “or the female will bring you to the finish, while you are still at my boobs!” As she said this, our lips met again and her mouth opened to admit my tongue.We both knew that we were actually engaged in a full-fledged sexual act, which was going to culminate in exciting intercourse, but we were also enjoying this game pretending that we were merely helping catch the ant.We kissed each other for an even longer time, while my hands undid the clasp of her bra on her back. As the two straps on the back hung loose and slid down, I started caressing her back. She moved closer and embraced me tightly, rubbing her now unsupported boobs under the cloth of her bra on my naked chest. Simultaneously our crotches met and rubbed against each other.Suddenly I pushed her away and holding the two straps on her shoulders pushed them down her arms. She responded by squealing with delight as I caught her naked boobs in my hands and squeezed them gently. Then slowly I released them and bent forward to view them. Her boobs were smaller than Pam’s but were firmer. The areolae were darker brown and the nipples were even darker, almost black. Their size surprised me. They were quite big compared to the size of her boobs. That explained why she was so sexy. My childhood tutor in sex, Shalini used to tell me that among bodily indications of the strength of sexual desire in a woman is the size of her nipples.“Hmm, they are quite large and nice.” I said.“Oh thank you, for the compliment” said Laxmi.“I think the male ant must have not only enjoyed sucking your wonderful nipples, I suspect it has entered the aperture on them.” I said.“What an idea!” Laxmi exclaimed, “and what will you do now, if it has gone in?”“I will suck it out!” I lunged forward and took one of the black quivering beauties in my mouth. I started sucking it and it started erecting and further growing in my mouth. I let it out of my mouth and took the other beauty in my lips. But with my fingers I kept rubbing the nipple which I had just let off my mouth. Laxmi held my face tightly against her bosom and kept caressing my ears, kissing my forehead and murmuring under her breath.Now I started moving my hands down her back and soon reached the waist band of her thong. She opened her buns by bending her knees. I took her invitation and started rubbing the thin cord in to her behind. She started squirming and holding my hand in her buns by pressing them together. I pushed them aside by holding each in one palm and then with the forefinger of my right hand, slid the now wet cord aside and started rubbing her there.At this Laxmi pushed my head away from her boobs and whispered, “Do you think the ant must have entered there?”“Without a shred of doubt, for any male would like to finger you there.” I said huskily.“Then insert yours in mine and catch the rapist.” She uttered and immediately started kissing me. “But it will go for the pussy first,” I told her. “I will do it later.” and with this I removed her thong completely.Now she stood naked in front of me with our clothes strewn all over my office.“Let me see how far the female has progressed,” she said and holding the elastic in the waistband pulled my frenchie down. I stepped out of it and stood with my dong sticking out in front of me.I then led her by her hand to the couch inside and made her sit on it.“We will now check if the ant has gone in your pussy.” I told her. She parted her thighs and kneeling in front of her I pushed her back so I could have a good look at her beautiful apparatus.She was smooth-shaven there. I put a finger on it and started massaging it slowly in a circular motion. As I bent forward to have a closer look the sweet aroma emanating from there hit me in the face.“No ant is visible here!” I informed her.“He must be already inside, raping me.” She now had started using the language that I“I will still catch the fellow,” I said and inserted a finger gently in her. She squirmed and grasped it with her muscles. Slowly I moved it in circles and she released it. It went smoothly in the slick hole. I operated it a few times tentatively.“Push it deeper,” she urged. “The ant must be in there.”I now used my index finger along with the middle finger and started probing deeper. I moved the fingers around as if to catch the ant. She lay still savouring the movement for some time. Then bending forward to look at me she said,“How selfish of me to ignore the female which must be enjoying itself on your dick.”With this she reached forward and extracting my fingers I stood up in front of her. She clasped mine in her hand and bending forward started examining it. She caressed the scrotum with the other hand gently tracing the ducts which emerged from the testicles upwards.She looked at the tip of my penis and seeing the little drop of fluid which had appeared there, gave it a quick lick.“The female ant must have gone in this hole to eat this delicious meal.” she said almost to herself and put the tip in her mouth. She sucked slowly and lovingly on it, then when she started putting it deeper, I stopped her.“I think the male has gone deeper in you.” I told her. “I could not reach deep enough with my fingers.”“Yes,” she said, “we need some thing longer and thicker than your middle finger to reach deeper. What can we insert?” Then suddenly, as if noticing it accidently, she exclaimed, “Hey, why not try putting this inside me?” and shook my cock indicating what she wanted to be inserted.“Oh, I had thought of it earlier, but did not know whether it would be appropriate to suggest to some one else’s wife.”“You should not entertain such thoughts in emergencies, did I not tell you before?” she chided me.I pushed her back and plunged onward as she fell backwards. She opened her thighs wide and guided my cock in her gaping hole as I lay on top of her.“Put it deeper, deeper,” she said in my ears, “catch the ant who is raping me right in front of you. Thurst harder, harder and crush him against the walls of my vagina.” She started raising her pelvis to meet my thursts, keeping the rhythm.Soon the room was filled with sounds of her moaning, my grunts and the slick, liquid sounds that were emanating from the sacred union of our organs.“Now I will blast him with a shot of mine, and drown him in the flood.” I said between gasps for breath, as I humped her faster and faster.“Yes, and shoot out the female who is sitting and enjoying her self inside your cream-roll.” she breathed.Soon we were crying out in bliss and then it was all quiet except for our labored breathing as I lay on top of her.Then she clung to me and pushing me slightly away from her face looked at me and said,“What if the female ant shot from your cock has met the male ant already in my pussy?”“They must be fucking each other inside you!” I said and I fell off her and over the edge of the couch, as we both started laughing uncontrollably.mail me at /* */