Vicky's Story
- Vicky aka Vikram, lab assistant with Dr. Malhotra's Research Lab -
I was born and bought-up in a small town where practically each one knew the other. So small was the town that there was but just one hotel and a couple of stylish restaurant besides small eateries. Fortunately the town had a movie hall that also catered to the people of the nearby villages. Two schools and one college looked after the educational needs of the people of the town. Thus after completing my graduation from the only college that the town had, I had no option but to look for work outside the town.
Thus I landed up in Bombay to join up as assistant for a Dr. Dixit who was doing research. Since Bombay being an expensive city and my meager earnings could not buy me a decent place to live in, Dr. Dixit had allowed me the luxury of his little office to sleep in. I spent a year working with Dr. Dixit, when one fine day he called me to his office and introduced me to his friend Dr. Malhotra who needed a lab assistant. He further explained to me that Dr. Malhotra was opening up his lab in my hometown and this was a great opportunity for me to be close to the family and work within my domain.
So I took up the job and returned back to my little town. Working as an assistant is always playing the role of Man-Friday, but my only misfortune was that I was working as a lab-assistant, running all the errands that my boss required, and for all the things in the world it was a big bore. But things started changing, when my boss, Dr. Malhotra got married at the ripe age of 45 years, it was somewhere about three years after I joined him. After the marriage and a short honeymoon they were back, and it was the first time I saw his wife (except at the marriage) when she arrived in the town. Dr. Malhotra's wife was from another town and to my utter surprise this beautiful and sexy woman was also a doctor and researcher just like Malhotra. I was assigned the duty to show Dr Mrs. Malhotra around the four rooms, which we used as a lab and introduce her to the other two assistants.
The only reason I still worked for Dr. Malhotra, despite hating the work, were the two beautiful lady assistants that Dr. Malhotra had brought with him from the city, Meena and Beena. They lived together in a rented cottage that Dr. Malhotra paid for. Those sex sirens would make heads turn in this small town when they walked in the streets. They were the dream girls of the young Romeos of the town, for they were the only two girls in that small town who wore jeans and skirts to work, unlike the rest of the town women who either wore a 'sari' or 'salwar kameez.' Secondly, they were the two girls who had studied in the big city and could speak fluent English and Hindi unlike the rest of the crowd who hardly ever would speak any other language besides the vernacular. It was no different for me; even I admired the girls secretly and nursed the desire to get in their pants. I would often flirt with them at work and they too would reciprocate, but it never went further than that. That they ruled my fantasies and I had fucked both of them in my wet dreams is a different story on the whole.
It is not that I never had any sexual experience, I did. I had my share of fun when in college, usually with the girls from the villages around. Then there was also a little whorehouse on the outskirt of the town where it was almost customary for every man of the town to go when he came of age. Also while in Bombay, I did take advantage and slipped out of Dr. Dixit's office a couple of times to spend the nights in sin house. I did masturbate regularly and came loads. I was aware that the size of my cock was not normal, it was a wee bit too large, that was what the whores from Bombay would say when they handled it, but I never cared, for whores would usually put up a show even for somebody with a pill sized penis.
Anyway...today as I walked down the corridor of the laboratory with Mrs. Malhotra ahead of me, I suddenly started to notice the fact that Mrs. Malhotra was not all that young a woman as I had assumed, she was probably around in her mid thirties, at least ten years elder to me, but she looked extremely young and had a figure that even the two lab assistants, Meena and Beena, would envy. The only thing that gave her age away was the slight doubled chin and that single wrinkle line on her neck. She was clad in a 'sari' and I could see the small of her back that looked firm and wrinkleless. Her ample, but firm and shapely bottoms rolled under the 'sari' very provocatively as it would of a young girl in her teens, even Meena and Beena could not sway their bodies as did Mrs. Malhotra. In fact I felt my cock stir in my pants looking at that sexy sway. I realized, how lucky my boss was to be married to such a lovely and desirable woman. I secretly envied old Dr Malhotra for having such a beautiful wife. And from that day onwards Mrs Malhotra made her forced entry into my erotic dreams department.
To my utter surprise, the next day I saw Mrs. Malhotra make an entry into the lab clad in jeans and T-shirt, and since I was the good doctor's Man-Friday, she announced to me that she would be now working in the same lab-room as me. She told me that she had had a word with the doctor and he had permitted her to share the space with me. We each had a lab-room to ourselves, so that we could work freely without disturbance. The work would be assigned by Dr. Malhotra to each of us and we had to ready our individual reports. I found the situation of sharing the lab with Mrs. Malhotra an exciting preposition what with her sensuously filled and luscious body, up close for my lecherous voyeuristic delights. She had already forced her entry into my dream, just the night before, now she was making another forced entry into a space that was quite private to me till then.
The next three months saw me and Mrs. Malhotra getting on well in that 150 sq. ft area that we shared including some of the apparatus and chemicals. She would usually ware a jeans and T to give my ogling eyes the pleasure it desired, on other days she would wear a 'sari' in the most sensuous way below the navel exposing the flare of her hips and her naked navel fueling my wet dreams. She often wore a blouse that were sleeveless and/or ones with deep neck to expose her perfectly rounded shoulders or her heaving bosom all the way down to a perfect V.
However over the course of the months that I worked with her, I also found myself not just attracted to her body alone, but also her mind. Mrs. Malhotra turned out to be a rather intelligent, friendly and extremely lovely person. We would often chat on different subjects in respect of her research, I had learnt during the course of that period that Mrs. Malhotra had been working on chemicals to find a perfect remedy to defy age lines and wrinkles that appeared with age. She told me that she had already sold a formula for a cream to a certain company, but that was not the final solution, the creams could delay the procedure of the skin growing old, but it could not defy the mental capability of a person and the overall physical appearance sooner or later gave way. She told me that now she was working on some chemicals that would be used for aromatherapy, with which a person would also feel young besides just looking young. She was not just a medical doctor knowing things about the pills, but a researcher with enough knowledge of psychology and human behavior.
It was at the end of the third month; Dr Malhotra had gone out on a seminar to the city for the weekend. It was the first day, the day he had left for the seminar, and Mrs. Malhotra and myself were working late in the lab. I had already finished my part of the work for the day, and on the insistence of Mrs. Malhotra I waited to help her with her project. It was past seven in the evening when the two girls Meena and Beena popped their heads in the lab through the window of the corridor to say their good-byes. Mrs. Malhotra reminded the girls to have fun for the weekend, but insisted that they come on time on Monday. She glanced towards me and signaled me to see them off and close the main gate to the lab.
When I got back to the lab-room that we shared I was stunned to find Mrs. Malhotra minus her T-shirt and she was undoing her jeans. She probably was not wearing a bra under her T-shirt for I could see her huge breasts and brown nipples. She unzipped her jeans and started to slide it down her awesome bottom, but stood stunned suddenly realizing that I was at the door of the lab.
Anyways, she just giggled and held her hand out while her jeans gathered at her knees. I realized that she was trying to show me something; I went closer for she was holding something in her hand and was trying to show it to me. In her hand was a glass dish and in it was some liquid, but as I neared, I suddenly felt like something had taken over my body. I felt myself sexually excited and then there was nothing.
My thoughts were taken over by some other force that was beyond me. I wanted more than the body of the bitch that stood half naked before me.
"Come on have me!" she said huskily.
I was close enough to now touch her body, but a wild desire had taken over me. Both my hands reached out to her breasts and I crushed them, pulling on them as I bent to suck the nipples roughly. But, I could not suck the nipples, something was taking over my body, instead of tenderly sucking on those lovely nipples, I opened my mouth wide and munched on her breasts, as I would have on a burger. Surprisingly instead of stopping me, or pushing me off, Mrs. Malhotra held my head tightly to her lovely breasts encouraging me with a moan.
"Bitch, you like that, you bitch," I muttered in an excitement that was coupled with savage hunger for sex.
