Sexual pleasure for a woman saddened by her husband’s infidelity

A small accident introduced me to a married woman. I helped him and we became friends. Then what form did this friendship take? Read this sweet work story!

Today, in my sweet work story, I will tell you an incident of a native woman and work, which will change your perspective towards work. Whether this incident is real or imaginary…depends on your discretion.

Eight months ago I went to Jabalpur. It was a cold day… I reached the station at seven in the evening.

As soon as I came out of the station, a woman hit me with her scooter. When I recovered, I saw a beautiful woman and a little girl. The girl was hurt.
After the crowd of onlookers dispersed and the woman apologized, I went to her, calmed her down and got her daughter bandaged at the hospital.

With a pleasant smile the lady took my phone number and went away.

About fifteen days later, I got a call at ten o’clock at night. In a sweet, soft, melodious voice she told her name as ‘Nisha’.
I don’t know what was the charm in his voice that made it reach my heart.

The round of talks went on and on. Within two months this identity between us deepened. There were no restrictions, we both started sharing everything. Local fights, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law and panchayats around the world.
You know how talkative women are.

Had to go to Jabalpur again for work, when Nisha was informed about my arrival, there was a different enthusiasm in her voice.

At seven in the evening, I was sitting alone at a pre-booked table in a luxurious hotel, waiting for Nisha ji’s arrival.
When she came, I was happy to see her.

Fair body, sharp eyes, lips adorned with pink lipstick, figure of approximately 33-27-34, floral saree, open black hair, sleeveless deep neck blouse.
Nisha ji said smilingly – Hello Ryan ji!

An hour passed in talking. Two coffees and three plates of pasta were finished.

During our conversation, I asked her about her husband.
Then expressions of disappointment, sadness and irritation appeared on his face.

They had a love marriage. Then her husband fell into bad company, started taking drugs and having relations with many women.

Although there was no shortage of money, a woman needs love, respect and physical happiness more than money.

Nisha ji’s eyes filled with tears, although I did not feel like being slutty towards her, because at the level I live in… no physical pleasure is a big deal.

I went closer to cool Nisha ji, placed my hand on her shoulder… then she stood up.

After watching for a few moments, Nisha ji hugged me and started crying bitterly – Ryan, take me away from here, I can no longer bear this pain; She can’t even die because of her daughter!
Nisha ji opened up all the bubbles of her sad heart.

My heart was filled with tears after seeing the helplessness of a woman. I also hid them in my chest.
After hugging for about five minutes, we parted.
I saw that there was a relief on Nisha ji’s face.

They were getting late so Nisha ji left.

But the storm of female helplessness continued in my heart.

The next day, I left the client meeting midway and came straight to the hotel.

Nisha ji called… she asked me to meet… even though I was upset, I could not refuse.

Nisha ji came to my room at 3:45 pm, today she had a different look… Bandi was wearing a pink top and cream palazzo… she was looking absolutely stunning.

I am an unmarried boy. Although my sex life is pleasant…comes to every Kama Sutra genre, height of 5’11”, fair and strong body.
I wore a sleeveless printed t-shirt and joggers.

Fragrant room, dim lights, music and Nisha ji… there was peace in the heart!

Nisha ji smiled and hugged me, this time there was a smile on her face instead of crying. She was slowly caressing my back, I was playing with her hair.

After this embrace which lasted for ten minutes, Nisha ji took a very unexpected initiative. Smiling, she placed her hands on either side of my neck and came so close to me that we could feel each other’s breath.
I didn’t want to hurt a married woman.

After some time Nisha ji said – Ryan, you are a big idiot!
And I felt kisses.

The kiss started with a light smooch… then turned passionate into an exchange of mouth-saliva and tongue. We fell on the bed, kissing and turning upside down like a young couple.

During this time we did not realize when all the clothes had come off. Nisha ji was seen today, Anand had come with a pornstar from Las-Vegas.

Then a series of body kisses and love bites followed. In this 10-12 minute four-play, I enjoyed every part of Nishaji.
I tasted her vagina and she tasted my penis.
I became intoxicated after licking Nisha ji’s pink vagina.

Then I went close to her breasts and kissed, bit, sucked and pressed them.

Nishaazi said- Rayaan can’t bear it anymore, please give me that pleasure.
I came over them. Nisha ji’s naked body was covered with my body.

While kissing, I requested intercourse with Nisha ji, she agreed with her eyes closed.

I took her in my arms… placed my penis on her vagina and gave it a gentle push.
Nisha ji was in agony.

It is a great sin not to give sexual pleasure to a sensual woman.

After a light push she increased the speed, tears of joy started flowing from Nisha ji’s eyes.
She was kissing and biting my chest like crazy. In between, to give pleasure, I would kiss her neck, ears, lips, eyes.

After missionary posture, sitting posture, then him on top of me, side posture, frog posture and then doggy style.

Our climax came near… Nisha ji had a lot of fluid coming out of her vagina, wetting my penis.

I said to Nisha ji- Should I stop now?
Nisha ji said – No Ryan, I want to feel the heat of your semen.
In the end, the whole room and the bed were shaking due to the shaking and screams. Nishaji, Rati and I were looking like Cupid. Jets of my hot semen filled Nishaji’s vagina and I lay down next to her, exhausted.

We were doing all this work inside the sheet.

We both were clinging to each other… both had pleasant smiles on their faces. Sometimes Nisha ji would kiss me… sometimes I would suck her breasts.
She would shyly hide her face in my chest and bite lightly.

Another round of sex continued with complete dedication.

It was evening. I asked Nisha ji to leave… she turned and kissed me three times… and walked away slowly with moist eyes.

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