Wow, she agreed, he thought. Hopefully she understood that the invitation was not just for lunch.
"Cool." he said, trying to sound cool. "Come over whenever you're ready. Do you need directions?"
"No, I remember." she said.
Half an hour later, Arup was standing outside smoking. He planned to finish the cigarette and then take a quick shower before Rasika arrived. He had woken her up. So assumed she would take 30-45 minutes to get ready and then another half hour to drive to his place on her moped. So he was surprised to see an Uber stop in front of his gate and watch Rasika get out of it.
She was wearing pyjamas and a t-shirt, and it looked like something she had slept in. She had a small duffel bag on her shoulder. Her tits strained against fabric of her t-shirt as she got out, saying,
"Ride end kar dena bhaiyya (please end the ride)."
And then looked up at him and smiled. Arup watched his voluptuous 22-year old mistress blushing, her cheeks deep red, as she opened the fence gate and walked in. He looked around to see if any of the neighbors were watching. They weren't. She walked up to him with the bag on her shoulder.
"I thought I could just shower and get ready here before work." she said, blushing even more. Which meant she had just gotten up after his call, packed some stuff, and called an Uber.
"Sure, sure." he said, smiling and holding out his pack of cigarettes. "Want one?"
"Not now...after." she said, looking away meaningfully.
After? Oh after!! Arup instantly stubbed out his cigarette and opened the door.
When he closed and locked the door and turned around, Rasika was already pulling her t-shirt off. She seemed to be almost shivering with anticipation. He watched her strip fully naked with a grin on his face. When she bent down to take her panties off her ankles, he saw how her boobs sagged off her chest. Wow, have they always been so saggy, he found himself wondering, before turning his attention back to her eager reddened face.
She threw herself at him. They kissed passionately for a couple of minutes before Arup's erection started poking against her stomach. He lifted her up in his arms and walked towards the bedroom. He stopped at the doors. Master bedroom..where he and Veena slept? No, doesn't seem right. He took her to the same guest bedroom where they spent their first night together.
And soon he was seated on the bed with his legs spread out. She was in his lap, hugging him tight as she bounced up and down on his thick dick. And of course, he had three fingers in her asshole.
That daytime session was a watershed moment in their relationship. The first time had been an impulsive drunken mistake. The second time could also be thought of as a moment of weakness. But this third time was different in every way. It was pre-meditated and well-planned, and during the day time. There was no awkwardness. Both of them were comfortable with each other's rhythms.
They had vigorous and boisterous sex twice that day before going to work together. And Arup noticed a sea change in Rasika's behavior. She was even more vocal and receptive. And no matter how roughly he treated her, there was no protest, because she was enjoying the rough stuff. At one point while changing positions, when she was bent over on all fours, Arup found himself really compelled to spank her ass. For a good minute he held her head down and spanked her ample bottom hard as if she was a life sized ketchup bottle that he was trying to empty. And she yelped in sweet pain but never asked him to stop. When he put his foot on her face while then entering her from behind, she seemed to be already shuddering her way towards an orgasm.
After almost an hour of incessant and merciless fucking, Arup shoved his thick dong in her mouth and came in a dozen big squirts. And then fell back on the bed happily exhausted as the 22 year old hottie with puffed up cheeks ran to the bathroom. He reached for his phone and ordered food. Then he slipped his shorts on and picked up his cigarettes. She came out of the bathroom right away, naked as the day she was born, wearing a contented and cheshire smile. She was looking shy almost like a new bride as she looked at his taut hairless chest.
"Smoke?" he asked.
"Sure." she said extending her hand.
"Not here. Outside. Not allowed to smoke in the house. Veena's rule" he said. And felt a pang of guilt for cheating on his wife again.
"Oh...ok." Rasika sounded a little disappointed. "Let me put my clothes on."
Arup looked at her big round ass proudly as she slipped her panties on. It was still half red from his spanks, and his palm prints could be seen on her alabaster skin.
They smoked outside the front door, in silence for a while. Rasika was still breathing a little heavily from all the activity, and her cheeks were still flushed. He looked at her cute cherubic face, and her fully clothed body, which was a far cry from what she had been just a few minutes ago. She started talking about music. He did too. It was as if, between the sex, they were just the same old colleagues with a mutual interest in music and poetry.
The food arrived soon. They ate it in a hurry, both eager for yet another romp before they had to get ready for work. The 22-year old and her much older boss were soon naked and wrapped around each other. By now, Rasika's cunt had gotten used to his girth and there was no sigh, moan or involuntary pushback as he entered her.
It was about a week or so after it went from a drunken one night stand to an actual affair that people in the office started whispering. They had worked together for months. And Rasika was generally thought of as a simple sweet girl loyal to her nice boyfriend. Very competent with her work and nice to everyone. It wasn't like she had some slutty reputation that would set tongues wagging. Nor was the office usually prone to gossip or idle chatter. And even if it had been, such gossip usually starts when there is a suspicion that an undeserving woman, using just her looks and her body, was getting favors from the boss. But clearly, she was great at her work. In fact many thought, she was too good for the job she was doing.
So when the rumors started, it wasn't just empty speculation and innuendo. There were real reasons. People started noticing the change in Arup and Rasika's interactions and body language. Mind you, there were no public displays of affection or stolen moments at work. Arup was a professional and so was she. But small things like their smiles, how they stood a half foot closer than they used to, how they shared a lot of jokes and messages, how they often arrived or left soon after one another. It all started making a few colleagues suspicious. Especially female colleagues, who tend to be more observant about such things.
It started with just a couple of colleagues whispering about how Rasika and Arup seemed to have become more than friends. Then someone overheard and joined in. Pretty soon, almost everyone in the office was being just as gossipy as Neha and the other roommates.
One on one conversations between colleagues on this topic followed the same pattern. Can it really be? She is just out of college and he is close to 40. Arup is so happy with his wife. And he has never been the flirtatious type. And she seems so in love with her boyfriend. Plus Rasika seems so cute and simple. A simple Varanasi girl, who always dresses like a slob, is hardly someone you think of as a cheating temptress. Men and women in the office had noticed her looks, which were good enough to rival any top notch actress. But she never acted like she thought she was gorgeous. Which, in their minds translated to, having a good character. Which is why the small changes in her behavior stood out even more.
It's not like the two of them were sleeping together everyday. The average was about twice a week, and usually at Arup's house. It did mean though, that twice a week, Arup gave her a ride to work. People had not thought twice when he dropped her home at night. That was common sense safety and responsible behavior. But why was it that some days, she came to office on the moped, and some days with him in the middle of the day? A couple of colleagues also noticed that when she did come to work with him, she seemed to be walking a little funny, and also seemed tired. All these things added more fuel to the fire.
It was a little past 1 AM on a weeknight. Veena had gone out of town on business, the first time since the affair become regular. When Arup mentioned this to Rasika, he didn't need to add that he expected her to spend the night at his place.
Rasika's big saggy tits were flopping up and down making an obscene sound as they hit her skin while she was riding her boss. Arup looked at them and suppressed a grimace. As his illicit affair with Rasika had progressed, he still loved how receptive she was to his advances and how easy it was to get her to do almost anything in bed. All he had to do was say the words and she was there. It was also an ego boost to know that she was formally someone else's girlfriend and yet getting banged by him happily. He still got a hard-on every time he saw her pretty face and those thick luscious lips with a mole on top, that frequently wrapped themselves around his dick. And her ample creamy ass still made his heart skip a beat. He had not yet initiated anal sex with her, but he knew that the day wasn't far. He could now put three fingers in her ass easily.
