Love, Loss, and Lust: An Entrepreneur’s Rollercoaster Story

I’m a 29-year-old guy from Mumbai.

Back then I had a girlfriend from my third year of graduation. We had completed 3 years of relationship at the time I was about to start my company. She was ecstatic about my idea of business and verbally supported me. I was happy to know that at least my love supports my dreams.

I started working by hiring an assistant as I couldn’t afford more employees at the start. In the first 3 months, I got just 2 offers, 1 for an engagement and 1 for a birthday party. Family has now stopped resisting and my girlfriend wasn’t very happy as I was busy and didn’t earn much.

About our relationship, we had just kissed a few times, but never crossed the limit as she wasn’t ready to take things forward before marriage. I too never forced her.

Things started to deteriorate when one year passed and I didn’t earn even a lakh rupees. I was keeping costs low as I wanted to attract more customers which I did but earnings were too low. Family, relatives, and friends started taunting me. Depressed I decided to go to my girlfriend’s home to calm my mind. But what I saw shocked me to the core. My girlfriend was kissing a guy at her doorstep. We fought and she called me a loser. I can never forget that humiliation.

I drove away depressed just then got a call from a client from Gujarat I had been trying hard to pursue for the past 2 months. I’d got the deal of managing a couple of events. That guy was rich, owned a garment industry in Gujarat, and had many connections.

I made all the required arrangements for his corporate event which became successful resulting in him becoming my regular client with many events. I became busy with my work, got more events to organize, workload increased so did the number of employees and profit. Within 2 years my annual income became 80 lakhs.

My event management company became popular, I opened various branches in different states and important cities.

Fast forward 2 years, my parents started pestering me to get married, but after the betrayal, I didn’t intend to marry as the girl would be wanting my money but not me.

This incident happened 3 years ago from now, which is still fresh in my mind.

Here comes the sexual content. If you are uncomfortable with high sexual content, kindly refrain from reading further.

I was 26 years old back then. A 21-year-old naive-looking girl came to get interviewed as an intern. She was in her last year of graduation and wanted an internship certificate. She did look gorgeous. She didn’t have much professional knowledge but I was attracted to her, so I offered her the job of being my assistant with a salary of 20K with a bond of 2 years. She wasn’t expecting much salary and readily agreed. She was supposed to join from next day.

Did I mention she had a curvy hourglass figure? Her melons were moving with her uneven breath due to anxiety during the whole interview. As the interview ended, I gave her the file containing her certificates which I’d been examining while glancing at her full melons. In a hurry to leave, her file fell while opening the knob of my cabin. She quickly bent to pick it up while I enjoyed her posterior view. Indeed her back was plump, I wondered how it would feel to have it pressed over my erection, but I’d decided to take it slow to enjoy her to the fullest.

She started her work the next day as my assistant. I taught her basic communication skills with clients, computer operation, and organizing my schedule. She learned everything perfectly within a month. But I did adjust till then with her beauty as a treat. Whole month I talked softly with her and became her mentor, guide, and friend out of the office. I used to take her to CCD at noon to chat with her. She developed a crush on me, which was clear through her expressions and blush. I used to tell her to pass me different files kept in the upper cabinet daily just to see her stretching herself to reach the files. The erection I used to get by fantasizing about her pressed between me and the wall and doing various things to her was mind-blowing.

One day, I told her to pass me a file from the upper cabinet as usual, but that file was kept too high and I was aware of it. She tried getting it by standing on her toes, stretching her upper body as usual but couldn’t get it. This was what I was waiting for. I stood up from my chair, went behind her, and reached for the file, all the while she was standing in front of me with minimum distance as she was caught between the cupboard and me. I didn’t budge even after getting hold of the file, as I wanted to get hold of her petite body for which my hands had been itching since the last month.

I looked at her, she was quite uncomfortable with the closeness. I gently touched her shoulder, her breath became uneven. My hand traced the outline of her arm from shoulder to palm and palm to shoulder. She visibly shivered under my touch but didn’t protest. I took it as a cue to move to the next level. I said some sweet things to her about her appearance making her blush and my hand traveled toward her waist squeezing the flesh in the process making a soft moan escape her lips. I took her chin in my other hand, traced her lower lip with my thumb,, and kissed her at a slow pace, moving my hands lower to her back in the process, she moved but couldn’t say anything during the kiss. I caressed her bottoms, and squeezed them while kissing resulting in her moans becoming louder.

She was now enjoying my palms on her bottoms, I parted from her for a second to breathe and let her breath only to close the gap between our lips by pulling her more into me crashing her boobs to my chest. I created a rhythm of rubbing her melons over my chest while kissing and caressing her bottoms at the same time. I caressed her waist moving my palm up near her melon and my lips started sucking her neck. She had become a moaning mess by now, making me more hard. I rubbed my erection in her thigh and started caressing her boob. I massaged it over her clothes and started pinching it at the center where her nipple was. Her breathing had become heavier now while I was rubbing myself over her thigh fiercely and kneading both her bosoms. I caged her between cupboards and kept showering kisses over her face, neck,, and shoulder.

Whenever I felt she’d think of stopping me, I sucked her earlobe as I figured out she moaned uncontrollably when I did so. I knew I was about to climax so I locked my lips with her, held her waist tightly to keep her in place,, and rubbed myself more fiercely like it’s the end of the world. The moment I came was an exciting experience for me. As I looked at her, she was breathing heavily with her eyes closed and was glowing like an angel. Within a few seconds she opened her eyes and started looking everywhere but at me.

I smirked at her clothes which were quite crumbled, walked to my chair,, and sat looking at her still standing there gazing at the floor. I told her that office hours would be over in an hour after which I’d drop her home, till then she could sit in the cabin. She tried to protest but I reminded her of her crumbled clothes making her shut up. That’s all that happened that day, which was the start of our intimacy. That day made me think what all I could do to her in the bedroom without clothes on thereby fueling my lust for her.