Chapter 1: Afternoon Temptations
The office in Pune buzzed with a rare kind of excitement on that sultry Friday afternoon. The HR’s announcement of a Garba night had everyone in high spirits, with the event set to kick off at 8 PM and stretch into the early hours. Har, a fair-skinned 22-year-old in cargo pants and a casual shirt, couldn’t keep his eyes off Mu, his best friend and occasional lover since their second year of B.Tech. Mu, with her curly hair cascading over her dusky shoulders, stood taller than Har, her sky-blue formal shirt and tight trousers hugging her curves—especially that perfect, plump ass that drove him wild.
They’d been interns at the same company for months, sneaking make-out sessions in her modest company dorm on a near-weekly basis. But actual sex? That had been rare, only twice, and both were starving for more. The tension between them had been simmering for days, with no time to indulge. As the office disbanded at 3 PM, Mu shot Har a quick text: *Meet me at my dorm. Need help getting ready for tonight. Don’t be late.*
Har grinned at his phone, already imagining the possibilities. As they packed up their desks, Mu leaned over, her voice low and teasing. ‘Be ready to snuggle up tonight, Har. Tomorrow’s Saturday, no alarms. You’re staying over.’
His pulse quickened. He stepped closer, brushing against her tight ass deliberately as they moved toward the exit. Mu shot him a sharp look, her dark eyes flashing. ‘Hey, keep it in your pants, mister. We’re still in public.’
‘Can’t help it,’ Har smirked, his voice a playful growl. ‘This ass is begging for attention.’ He gave it a quick squeeze, earning a swift push from Mu.
‘Wait till you get inside the room,’ she shot back, her lips curling into a wicked smile. ‘Then you can get inside me.’ Her words hit him like a lightning bolt, his cargo pants suddenly feeling a lot tighter. She winked, strutting off with a sway that made his mouth go dry.
By 3:30 PM, Har had sneaked into Mu’s dorm, the familiar scent of her lavender body spray hitting him as she locked the door behind them. She turned, leaning against the doorframe, her gaze dripping with mischief. ‘So, what’s a guy like you doing in a place like this? Lost your way in the office or just stalking me now?’
Har didn’t waste a second. He closed the distance, pulling her close, his lips brushing her ear as he nibbled her neck. ‘It’s barely 3:30, Mu. We’ve got till 8 to play. Let’s make it quality time, yeah?’
She raised an eyebrow, her breath hitching as his hands roamed her waist. ‘Quality time, huh? You’ve got a dirty mind, Har.’ But she didn’t resist, melting into a fierce lip-lock, her hands gripping his shirt while his palms found her ass, squeezing and spanking lightly, drawing a gasp from her lips.
‘Kiss every inch of me,’ she demanded, her voice husky with want. ‘Undress me slow.’
Har grinned, pulling her toward the full-length mirror in the corner of the room. He hugged her from behind, his hard cock pressing against her through their clothes as he whispered, ‘Watch the show, babe.’ His hands slid up to fondle her decent-sized boobs over her shirt, his lips trailing kisses down her neck. ‘This ass… fuck, it’s perfect,’ he murmured, grinding against her, freeing her curly hair from its formal bun to inhale its intoxicating aroma.
Mu’s eyes met his in the mirror, dark and hungry. ‘You’re such a tease. Keep talking like that, and I won’t last till Garba.’
‘Good,’ he shot back, picking her up with ease and tossing her onto the single bed. He climbed on top, their make-out session igniting with raw heat. ‘Every day at the office, those tight trousers… I’ve had wet dreams about this ass, Mu. What I’d do to it…’ His voice was a low growl, his hands roaming her curves.
She laughed, breathless, her fingers tangling in his hair. ‘Save the crazy stuff for after the dance, horny boy. We’ve got a long night ahead.’
‘Deal,’ Har smirked, his lips trailing lower, ready to dive into her heat. He was just about to taste her dripping pussy when her phone buzzed with a video call. Both froze, the mood teetering on the edge of explosion. Mu glanced at the screen, a sly grin spreading across her face. ‘It’s Yu, my twin. Wanna join the call?’
Har’s jaw dropped, but the wicked glint in Mu’s eye told him this was only the beginning of their wild afternoon.
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