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After he had used Kaya, manipulated her and tricked her, Vipul had thought he would have laid his sexual urges to rest.
He had not.
Day after day he could think only about his beautiful secretary sitting blindfolded in his chair, oblivious to all the things he had done to her-could have done to her. Day after day, Vipul fretted that Kaya would realize what had happened that evening in his office after-hours, how he had inserted his own cock instead of a dildo into her mouth. How she would come storming into his office, creating a turbulent scene and exposing his deceits before the world.
But it never happened.
Kaya still seemed to not realize the truth. She was really too innocent and Vipul wanted to take advantage of her again.
Kaya did not speak at all about the incident and Vipul too held his silence, though inside he was burning with curiosity to know what transpired between Kaya and her husband. Had her virginity finally been taken? It seemed so all things considered. Vipul would have loved to take the young girl's virginity. He wanted to be his married secretary's first lover.
One day after many months during a hard days work, he and Kaya were finally alone in the very office where he had blasted his seed into her gullet. He was reminded of the incident and felt very horny. And Kaya was right there with him. He began feeling loose with his tongue.
"Ahem," Vipul cleared his throat. Kaya looked up from the notes she was taking and her lovely eyes were expressionless. "I did not want to disturb you Kaya, but I want to know if things went on as planned."
Kaya did not reply and just stared intently at her boss.
'Oh God, she knows,' Vipul thought, 'and she's angry...'
Instead of berating him for abusing his position, Kaya burst into tears. She quickly tried hiding her tears, but to no avail. She got up and ran away from the room. Intrigued Vipul got up and followed her. She went to the ladies restroom.
Vipul stopped at the entrance and knocked on the door.
"Kaya, please come out, it's me. What happened?" Vipul could hear sobbing noises from inside. He debated on leaving her. He looked at his watch-it was almost six in the evening. There would probably be no one around...Glancing around to see no one was noticing him, Vipul slipped into the ladies room.
Kaya's was by the wash basin and her lovely body was being wracked with sobs. Vipul moved quickly towards her and placed his hands on her bare shoulders. She was wearing a low-cut sleeveless blouse, that exposed much of her back and looked extremely sexy. Absorbed in her tears, she did not withdraw from his touch, Vipul moved closer to her body.
"Kaya whatever it is you can tell me, you know that," Vipul said in a gentle voice. Kaya was still crying as he put his head fondly against the side of her face. When she did not stop sobbing he moved his hands from her shoulder to her exposed lower back. He let his hands rest there, delighting in the touch. Again Kaya did not seem to realize what her boss was up too.
He found that she had fixed her silk handkerchief into her saree at her hips. He pulled at it letting his fingers caress her love handles and then used it to dab her tears.
"It did not work Vipulji," she stuttered, "I tried my best, but when Rithvik tried to...with me...it became too painful. Now he wants a divorce." She burst into another fit of tears. She did not really notice as Vipul moved his hand to rest on her bare hips.
Squeezing her hips, Vipul pulled Kaya towards him in what was supposed to look (and feel) like an endearing embrace. He hugged her tightly and as she cried on his shoulder , ground their hips tightly together. He could now see her back-side reflection completely, in the mirror. He began lifting up the back of her saree skirts and slowly pulled them to up to waist level. She was wearing a white panty with green stripes and her cute buttocks jiggled and pressed against the fabric.
At the sight of her ass stretching her panty, with a bit of cloth stuck in between the cheeks, Vipul started erecting against her belly, due to the differences in their height.
"What should I do Vipulji?" Kaya asked wiping her tears. Vipul could hardly hear her words. Blood was buzzing in his brain and he just wanted to fuck her in the ladies bathroom. Could Kaya really not feel his hardness pressed against her flesh? Was she that innocent?
He barely managed to control his animal desires. "Why didn't you come to me earlier Kaya? I could have helped you."
"No sir, last time I felt it was weird for both you and me and now..."
Vipul took a whiff of Kaya's perfume and found he was erecting further. "Did you do what we...um practiced?"
"I tried sucking his dick, but Rithvik found it...too forward I think. It scared him that I was behaving like that and he was not able to perform."
"You should have tried kissing him first Kaya," Vipul said gently.
"Kissing sir?" Kaya asked timidly, "I am not very good at it I think."
"Nonsense," Vipul retorted, "Kaya, you can become good at anything you do. You have proved it as my secretary. Kissing is nothing. Here let me show you." Without waiting for a response Vipul leaned forward and pressed his lips to her mouth.
Kaya was taken unawares and gasped tried to push her boss away. But she could not bring her hands in between herself and her boss and found herself being pressed against the edge of the basin.
Vipul kissed Kaya softly at first and then with wild passion.
Kaya tried to resist Vipul's hungry kisses but found herself unable to respond. Her body could instinctively feel Vipul's need and she found her mouth opening of its own accord.
Vipul slipped his searching tongue into Kaya's moist mouth, he slowly bit into her lower lip and moaned softly, grinding his hips into her stomach. Her lipstick tasted awesome.
