Office Audit Ch. 04

(Author's note; my friend had a fantasy which I have expanded here. However, some fantasies should remain in 'make believe'. I do not advocate blackmail or force in relationships, especially sexual. It defeats the whole idea of 'fun'. It also demeans all involved. For the record, I respect women too much to ever stoop so low. The fantasy in this story is where it should remain, in fantasy)

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Over the next few next days, Noreen joined Fahad in the accounts section. She sat beside him at the monitor and helped tabulate and check every entry. She wanted to learn where she had made her mistakes and how to avoid them in future.

She also wanted to tease Fahad till he was ready to pop his load in his briefs.

To do this, she had trawled her wardrobe for the outfits that best showed off her female assets. So although dressed in a headscarf, she always removed her shapeless Hijab in the privacy of the accounts office to reveal a neat, well tailored snuggly fitted shalwar-kamiz suit, or a snug pair of trousers with a suitably sexy blouse.

The rest of the office staff went on as usual and since Noreen had left strict instructions not to disturb them, no one ever did.

Fahad struggled hard to concentrate. It became more stressful as time went on. Every so often, Noreen would lean close, her body gently brushing against his as she read the monitor or reached for something beside him. At times she would sit so close to him that they touched, her legs against his or her butt so close he could feel the heat from it.

Then there was the fact that some suits made with light summer lawn, were rather transparent which showed off the dark, skimpy underwear, she seemed to favor.

It was always startling to see the 'sexy, beautiful butterfly' emerge from the 'cocoon' of a bland Hijab.

She always smelled damned good; A light cheerful daytime perfume, with perfectly applied make-up that emphasized her lovely eyes and oh so tempting lips.

The headscarf, far from concealing her beauty or attraction, actually made her face the main focus of his attention. True, her clothing offered tempting curves and bumps but her face calm, cool and very attractive held his attention a great deal of the time.

His eyes did wander and he would run his gaze over her breasts and butt as she sat beside him or walked around the office. Her figure got more appealing as time went by and he grew more and more horny.

Still no matter where his eyes roamed, he found his gaze constantly moving back to her lips. The serious expressions on her face doing nothing to dent the beauty of them and the promise they seemed to hold of sweet lingering kisses.

He almost always had a 'hard-on' when he was around her. No amount of 'meat-pounding' (masturbation) ever seemed to keep the horny prick down when she was near; up it came hard, hot and eager.

He tried to keep his mind off his sexual fantasies, but the brushes against him and deep questioning gaze of her eyes as she quizzed him on this or that, made him weaken into flash fantasies. His stomach flipped whenever she looked at him with those dark and very lovely eyes. The woman knew how to get the most out of kajol (eyeliner) and eye shadow. Never too much make-up, it was always perfect.

Noreen would always drop him at his hotel on her way home. The mood on her part was usually relaxed and easy. She asked him the usual 'getting-to-know-each-other' stuff.

He would sit in the car beside her, a newspaper or something on his lap to cover and hide the throbbing bulge in his pants. Then in his room he would jerk off in the shower as images of Noreen doing amazing things to his cock, as the scent of her lingered.

The 'sexual-heat' down a bit, he would shower and change hoping that he wasn't forced to jerk off in bed again. He always hoped but it was always the same. By sunrise he was washing the evidence of another erotic dream and mutt-mar (masturbation) off of him. The torture went on...

Was this love or just animal lust? He didn't know. He thought about her every moment of the day it seemed. He was becoming dangerously obsessed. But she was flirting wasn't she?

She had to be aware that her dress and behavior were making his pulse race and his brow sweat, didn't she?

If she didn't then she was surely not as intelligent as people claimed she was.

If she did, well that meant..., what?

Either she was a cock tease of the highest order or she was interested in him. Either way, his mind was flooded with pure lustful thoughts.

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On the afternoon of the third day, Fahad was startled to hear Noreen 'whoop' for joy with her hands in the air, fists clenched as she stood up and did a little dance of joy.

"There!" Noreen said, tapping the 'enter' button on the keypad and thus closing the accounts

"All done at last and now for some fun" She said sitting back in her chair and suddenly spinning herself around and laughing like a child.

It was a totally different Noreen to the one he knew and when she suddenly jumped up and hugged him. In a warm intimate embrace, her breasts pressed hard against his chest, He almost died of shock and embarrassment.

Surely the 'hard-on' in his trousers must have been very obvious pressed against her tummy? She was a married woman and couldn't claim virgin ignorance about such things.

Now physical contact is a tricky thing in the work place, as we all know. In Pakistan and India it is more so. It is a major Taboo in almost every situation; as much cultural as religious, and for a woman to initiate it is very rare; but as with most things, not unheard of.

There was a moment when he looked into her sparkling happy eyes, his hands aching to hold her when he almost kissed her as she stood with her arms draped around his neck.

The long, tense moment passed and she pulled away and said "Come on, out of the salt mines and home!"

She was her cheerful breezy self, as she drove him home. He sat in silence, embarrassed and annoyed at his failure to take a risk.

'Yaar, what is wrong with you?' he thought bitterly.

"Remember you owe me a drink' she said as she dropped him off.

"Do you drink?" He asked his voice betraying his shock that a 'nice' South Asian girl would even consider alcohol.

"Oh you men! We are not all the 'angels' your mother told you to find. Many of us are the ones your mother warned you about" Noreen said with a laugh, as she waved him 'good-bye' and drove off.

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Isn't it always the case that when you think about an incident, you automatically decide what you 'should-have-done'? You re-run the edited version with all the mistakes removed and a new story in place.

Well, Fahad was feeling that way as he stripped naked and deciding to postpone his routine shower, he threw himself face down on his bed in self disgust. "FOOL!" He thought harshly of himself.

Noreen had dropped him as usual at his hotel, but now he felt that there was a tension between them not 'bad' but more a 'waiting' tension.

"You bloody fool!" Fahad said to himself as he lay sleepless on his bed; he relived the incident and fantasized a whole new scenario, which went something like this....

Fantasy:

Noreen had spun her chair around and the jumped up to embrace him, her arms draped around his neck.

She looked up into Fahad's eyes, her smile playing at her lips as he put his hands on her back and kissed her.

She didn't resist or protest; in fact her lips parted to greet his mouth and allow his tongue to seek her own.

The kiss had grown stronger and deeper as she allowed him to back towards the edge of a desk and move his arms around her body to take her in a firmer, tighter embrace.

His mouth moved to her face as she panted and sighed, his manhood pressing meaningfully against her stomach as he whispered "I want you".

"No" She protested "We can't! I am married"

"Fuck that" Fahad hissed "I know you're screwing the company. I have enough proof to nail your gorgeous ass to the boardroom wall,"

Noreen gasped in shock, her eyes showing fear and then pleading as she said "Please don't turn me in. I will return the money Promise I will only PLEASE don't call the Seths (bosses)'

"Forget the money." Fahad said in a deep sexually charged voice, "The Seths can afford to lose 100 times what you have stolen. No I wonder have you ever been with another woman."

Seeing her confused and terrified look he went on "How would you like having all those female prisoners licking you choot and making you eat their pussies out?"

Shock and fear welled up in Noreen's eyes "I.... NO!" She gasped.

"Then of course" Fahad went on," a good looking woman like you will be very popular with the guards and the Prison Governor. Heck, I hope you like gang bangs because I hear the guards love to share a woman and use every hole she has in turn."

(Images of Noreen being held in a tight embrace on top of a large muscular guard, bouncing with every savage thrust of a large glistening cock into her cunt being fucked, flooded Fahad's fantasy.

Then while her gasps and pleas echoed in his ears, another guard oiled her ass hole and then his own 8 inch prick up, and then shoved it in her rectum, ignoring her cries as she was skewered by two brutish guards.

Finally a third guard appeared in the fantasy and pulled her face down to his rampant cock and forced it into her mouth holding her by her head scarf as he fucked her mouth.

In the fantasy, the head scarf was always there, perhaps because his mind lacked information on her hair or maybe because, it looked so erotic seeing a 'decent' woman used 'indecently'

In his minds eye, the line of guards waiting their turn to fuck her seemed to go off into the distance as Fahad tugged at his own man meat and went on with his fantasy).

Noreen pleaded again 'no, no police, I can't go to prison, I will die in prison.'

Fahad smiled wickedly 'Die? Maybe from being fucked all the time, get used to the idea thief!"

"No please Fahad, I will do what ever you say but please, I can't go to jail"

Fahad relaxed slightly and asked meaningfully 'Anything I say?"

Eyes wide with terror, Noreen nodded and repeated 'Anything you say'

"Right then" Fahad said releasing her and looking her up and down, 'turn around and bend forward"

"What?" She asked in confusion.

"Bend over the desk" he repeated

She was standing in a bending position over the desk. She didn't look at him only asked 'like this Fahad?"

The sight of her firm butt 'being offered to him', even with her cloths on, made him hornier then ever.

He opened his zip and took out his 6 inch dick. It was as hard as an iron bar and straining to be used on her. He moved behind her and pressed his fully erect dick forcefully against her ass.

She screamed and turned around, the head of his dick had touched her pussy even through the thin layers of her clothing it felt great!

Noreen saw him standing with his erect penis proudly throbbing in clear view and shouted 'what the do you think you are doing?

Fahad calmly replied:" Boss, today I feel like fucking your brains out'

She tried to slap him but catching hold of her hand; Fahad said "Well, maybe you will like being butt fucked with a broom handle by your 'sister' inmates. Shall we find out what the police think? They can always interrogate you and as long as you can speak with your mouth, ass and cunt stuffed with hard policeman cock you might actually get a lenient sentence. You see, you will have to face the consequences if you refuse."

(Fahad relished the image he had created in his mind it was almost real, but with a XXX rated movie quality. The story didn't have to make sense; it just had to be mind blowing!)

Noreen started crying, and said how much she loved her husband and couldn't do what he wanted.

Fahad said "no one will know about our 'arrangement', but if you refuse I will call Head office right now and inform the Seths. We all know how 'understanding' victims of embezzlement can be, don't we?"

Fahad then held her breasts and played with them as he overpowered her and pushed her backwards across the desk.

Fahad tore her Kamiz (shirt) off and I could see her bra which seemed unable to hold her juicy full tits inside their sheer lacy cups.

Fahad then reached for her shalwar (trousers) and opened them, pushing a hand on to the panty. She was wearing. His fingers stroked the padded flesh of her cunt as he kissed her breasts.

Noreen was lying there on her desk no longer struggling to escape but resigned to her fate.

Fahad unhooked her bra and let her juicy melons pop out. He manipulated them, licking and teasing her nipples until they stood hard and erect on her firm large breasts.

Then he tugged off her shalwar and panty, looking hungrily at the shaved slit between her perfect thighs and left her lying naked in front of him.

He started kissing her lips and then moved to her neck and then back to her boobs.

He pressed them and her as was lying now without any resistance. He torn at his clothes until he too was naked and then moved around the desk to where her head lay. There he took hold of her scarf covered head and turned it in the direction he wanted, aimed his dick to her mouth and ordered her to suck it.

She hesitated at first then a little reminder of cock sucking a group of guards off, made her relent and she started to suck his dick.

It was such a nice feeling, even in a fantasy and as he reached a climax, he took out his dick and shot a thick rich creamy load of cum over her face.

(Fahad lay panting on his bed, still and covered in sweat as he struggled to stop his real life cock blasting his load over his tummy. He wanted the fantasy to go on and on and Cumming now would ruin it.

After regaining control of his senses and feeling the crisis subside, he resumed his fantasy but avoid stroking his man meat just in case he triggered an orgasm).

He now moved to the foot of the desk and lifted both of her legs, putting them on his shoulders, her big juicy ass and juicy pussy fully revealed as he aimed his fully erect prick at her wet pussy and with a little thrust, pushed his entire length of hard cock into her wet pussy.

She gasped a little but he knew also she enjoyed it.

He started pumping in and out of her pussy with a medium pace and soon she also started to buck her hips in synchronization with his thrusts as soft moans started emerging from her mouth

She kept up the illusion that she did not like it and started saying 'please stop, don't do this"

After a while as Fahad's humping increased its pace, she stopped saying anything and started to enjoy the pleasure which He was giving her.

Then Fahad withdrew his cock and flipped her onto her tummy, her ass and pussy easily accessible to his throbbing bloated cock. Holding her ass with one hand, he used the other to aim and ease his cock into her open choot and fucked her doggy style slapping her juicy ass repeatedly, as his cock spliced into her hot wet hole.

She started moaning in pleasure and protesting against his slaps.

He held onto her hips with both hands now and used his thumbs to pull the full, fat globes of her ass open and look at the deep crack between them. Using one finger, he traced a trail down the sweaty butt crack, probing deep until he felt the dent of her hairless butt-hole.

Fahad said "I want to fuck your ass, boss".

"NO!" she refused "Not there! Please not there!"

Fahad was not about to be stopped. He pulled his well lubricated cock out of her wet sticky cunt and aimed it at her ass hole.

"NO!" Gasped Noreen "It will hurt me too much. My husband wanted to do it once and I screamed and screamed until he gave up"

Fahad gave a laugh of contempt and said 'stupid man! He should have made you take it!"

Entry was difficult and so Fahad reached over the desk to a bottle of 'Dollar' water-paste glue and applied some to the head of my penis and some on her ass. (Note, this is a fantasy, do NOT try this at home).

He used a hand to aim his cock and had to apply some pressure break in to her ass hole.

She groaned, yelled and gasped as with slow, hard thrusts he filled her butt with his whole dick.

Now that his Lund was in her ass, filling and stretching her, the to and fro fucking movements started.

Noreen was crying and pleading 'please take it out it hurts" as she was fucked in her ass by her junior, but Fahad was deaf to her pleas and simply increased his pace, until the release came and he filled her butt with his hot fuck juice.

(Fahad stoked and pulled on his cock, squeezing hard and pulling fast as he visualised butt fucking Noreen Then with a cry of pleasure and a feeling of regret, he shot his load all over his tummy, in long arching shots, The spunk splashing over his chest and even sending a few drops over his face as he arched his back and imagined Noreen lying naked on the desk in front of him).

After a while he went to take a shower, feeling totally exhausted by his fantasy and great jerk off.

He took a long shower, soaping himself thoroughly as his mind went over his situation with Noreen and the audit. The question mark over the 'family secret' hung there tantalizingly, if only he could pin it on Noreen's lovely ass. The sexual possibilities seemed endless.

Fahad knew in his soul that blackmail was a horrible thing but as with all fantasies, he secretly wished he had something on her to really blackmail her, and hoped his conscience would be silenced by the satisfaction of his every sexual wish.

He fell asleep wishing he could find something, anything that would put Noreen under his power.