They hadn’t seen each other in over two years, but they were going to meet later that evening after work. They had worked in the same office in India, where it was her first job straight out of college, and he was a senior manager in a different team. They didn’t spend much time together back then but the limited interaction they had was always polite and friendly. Eventually, they had both moved out of India – she’d landed a job in Dubai and he in Singapore.
They were not very close friends, but they had kept in touch through social media, wishing each other and exchanging pleasantries on birthdays and festivals. About a year after she had moved to Dubai, it so happened that he was going to be there for a week at work. She was pleasantly surprised when she knew he was visiting and told him she would be glad to meet and show him around on any day that he preferred. He was pleasantly surprised when she messaged him in the evening on the day of his arrival in Dubai to ask if he had settled into his hotel and if he needed anything.
They ended up exchanging texts back and forth over the next couple of days, asking each other about work, how the day went, what they did in the evenings after work, and so on. And now it was finally their day to meet. They both started their day in a rather similar fashion that morning, without really knowing just how alike their routines and lines of thinking were. He hit the gym at the hotel early and she was at her Zumba class at around the same time.
After intense and invigorating exercise sessions they both took some time to get organized for the rest of the day – checking their work calendars, getting their clothes in order, and so on – with their favorite music playing in the background. Both of them followed that up with a breakfast mostly consisting of eggs and fruits, but she had to make her own while he helped himself at the hotel’s buffet.
After that, they both went into their respective bathrooms at around the same time to enjoy a nice warm shower before heading out to work. He thought of her as he was shaving. He wondered what she might be dressed in when they meet later that evening, how her silky long hair would be done and even wondered if there was any chance they might get physical.
By the time he finished shaving and stepped into the shower, he had a pulsating hard-on. As the warm water fell on his head and ran down his body, he stroked himself slowly, eyes closed, picturing her soft lips wrapped around his dick and her pretty eyes looking up at him. The pace and intensity of his stroking increased as he imagined her standing in front of him and facing the other way, bent over and leaning forward against the glass shower cabinet as he rammed into her hard and deep from behind.
He could almost hear her moaning in his imagination as he erupted into a big orgasm, splashing his thick warm cum against the inside of the shower cabinet. His heavy breathing gently slowed down, almost in time with the cum sliding down the glass to the floor. He cleared his head and cleaned himself up, smiling as he thought that in reality, it was going to be just another nice dinner with a former colleague and nothing more.
Little did he know that almost at that exact moment she was in her shower, her wet body leaning back against the shower cabinet, long hair freshly shampooed and bundled up on her head waiting to be washed, eyes closed and lips slightly parted, her left hand squeezing and pinching her right breast and nipple as the index and middle fingers of her right hand vigorously rubbed her clitoris while she imagined his handsome face looking at her intently as he lay on top of her and plowed into her really hard. Her eyes shut more tightly, her mouth opened wider, and her breathing got heavy as she exploded into an intense orgasm that completely drained her.
She stepped back under the shower to clean and calm herself, thinking it was going to be just another nice dinner with a former colleague and nothing more. They both had a good day at work and texted each other a couple of times during the day just to make sure the plan was still on. It was! And so, it came about that Arjun was sitting on a high stool at the bar and talking to someone on the phone when he spotted Chandni enter. He put a hand up and waved slightly as she stood just inside the door and scanned the place to try and find him. She beamed a big bright smile and waved back as she started walking towards him.
It was the perfect opportunity for him to check her out and take it all in. He was only half-listening to what the other person was saying on the phone as he carefully observed every minute detail while Chandni walked towards him. The first things that anyone would notice about her were those beautiful big eyes and her wide mouth with the slightly protruding lower lip. Combined with her light-toned skin and bright toothy smile, it made for a rather pretty picture indeed.
It was obvious that she’d been working out regularly and her formal black skirt and satiny blue shirt hugged her shapely 34B.28.34 frame nicely. Her classy four-inch high-heels elevated her 5’5” frame and accentuated the sway in her walk. She had her silky hair done in a neat high ponytail with some of it in the front combed to one side and tucked behind her left ear. Her nails were done in a classy French manicure with white tips.
She wore a simple gold pendant on a delicate chain with matching dangling earrings. An elegant watch adorned her dainty wrist. His memory of her from their time together in India was of a simple and sweet young girl with a shy smile. Her dressing sense was a lot more confident and sexier now, but she still had a slightly demure demeanor about her. For her part, she tried to look away and break eye contact as she felt slightly uncomfortable with his constant gaze as she walked towards him, but she also stole a few glances and noticed that he looked as handsome and fit as ever.
The short-cropped but stylish haircut and well-groomed stubble added to his rugged sort of sex appeal. He was dressed in classic brown shoes, navy blue trousers, and a white shirt with a bold tie that he had loosened just enough to open the top button of his shirt. A chunky metal watch with a blue dial peeked out from under his French cuffs and his cufflinks matched the dial of his watch perfectly. He finished his phone call just as she reached him, stepped down from the barstool and gave her a hug, and said, ‘It’s so good to see you after all these years!’
It was early in the evening on a weekday and the place was relatively empty. They decided to stay at the bar instead of getting a table, requested the bartender to reduce the volume of the music slightly, and dove into a pleasant conversation over a nice cocktail. They talked about their old workplace, remembered some common friends fondly, laughed about a few others, asked about each other’s current work and life in general, and basically enjoyed being in each other’s company. She asked about his wife, and he brought up the subject of her boyfriend.