Moving after the workplace scandal involving Mr. Kapoor, Mohit decided to make a fresh start by changing Moving after the workplace scandal involving Mr. Kapoor, Mohit decided to make a fresh start by changing companies. With Riya's unwavering support, he navigated through the job market and landed a promising position in a reputable organization.
While portraying Mohini for an extended period, Mohit allowed his hair to grow until his back. Even after joining to new job, he chose to keep his hair long.
The love blossomed between them, culminating in a joyous wedding ceremony where they pledged their lives to each other, surrounded by family and friends.
As a working couple, Mohit and Riya embraced the challenges and triumphs of balancing their careers with their personal lives. Despite the occasional ups and downs, they found solace in each other's company and built a strong foundation for their future together.
One evening as Mohit and Riya enjoyed their intimate moment in the bedroom in night, their tranquility was interrupted by the persistent ringing of Mohit's phone shown Mr. Kapoor on screen, With a sigh, Mohit glanced towards Riya, who gestured for him to answer the call.
Taking a deep breath, Mohit picked up the phone, adopting his feminine voice as he greeted, "Yes, Mr. Kapoor?"
On the other end of the line, Mr. Kapoor's voice sounded urgent and fraught with desperation. "Mohini, I'm in big trouble. My current company has been facing significant losses for the past two quarters. We've tried everything, but we haven't been able to achieve the required growth and stability in the market. I believe only you can save me now. If I don't show results this quarter, I may lose everything. Please, Mohini, help me."
Mohit hesitated, feeling torn between his past with Mr. Kapoor and his present life with Riya. "Mr. Kapoor, please give me some time to think," he replied softly before ending the call.
Turning to Riya, Mohit expressed, "I'm not sure if I should help him."
Riya replied, "Don't be ridiculous, Mohit."
Surprised by her reply, Mohit said, "You know that helping him means I have to rejoin him again as Mohini."
Riya responded, "Mohit, you were the reason behind Mr. Kapoor's downfall. I believe that God has given you a chance to make things right."
Mohit replied, "I know, Riya. It's just... I don't want anything to come between us."
She said, "You know, our relationship is stronger than any external circumstance."
Mohit asked, "Don't you feel weird that your husband will go for a job wearing a saree?"
She replied, "So what? Remember, I already saw you giving pleasure to Mr. Kapoor while sitting on his lap."
"Don't worry nothing can harm our relationship," she assured him.
Mohit, swayed by Riya's reassurance and determination, reluctantly agreed. "Alright, I'll do it. But only because of you," he conceded, a hint of uncertainty lingering in his voice.
Riya beamed with pride, her hand gently caressing Mohit's imaginary breasts as she whispered, "That's my girl."
As the next morning dawned, Mohit gathered his resolve and made the crucial call to Mr. Kapoor. With a composed demeanor, he expressed his willingness to assist, stating, "Mr. Kapoor, it would be my pleasure to help you. Please allow me one week to wrap up some pending tasks in my current organization."
Mr. Kapoor's relief was palpable through the phone as he exclaimed, "Thank you very much, Mohini. I will always remember your favor."
The following week flew by in a blur for Mohit as he raced against time to complete all his tasks at his current workplace. Meanwhile, Riya took charge of organizing everything necessary for Mohit's transformation back into Mohini.
Together, they meticulously planned every detail, Yet, he found solace in Riya's comforting presence and their shared determination to navigate this new chapter of their lives together.
As Sunday arrived, Riya wasted no time in preparing for Mohit's transformation back into Mohini. With a sense of purpose, she urged Mohit to get ready, signaling the beginning of the process.
Mohit hesitated slightly as Riya began the waxing process, feeling a pang of discomfort at the thought of hair removal. However, he quickly resigned himself to the task, realizing the importance of meticulous grooming for his transformation. As Riya moved to his feet, Mohit's eyes widened in surprise.
"Why do I need to wax my feet?" he protested. "They're always covered under my saree."
Riya simply smiled knowingly and replied, "You never know when they might get exposed while walking or in any other situation. No excuses, Mohit. Please cooperate with me."
Although taken aback by Riya's insistence, Mohit reluctantly acquiesced, understanding the necessity of her meticulous approach to the transformation process.
To Mohit's shock, Riya then revealed another surprising element of the transformation: she was armed with a piercing gun, ready to pierce both of his ears. Mohit's apprehension grew as he contemplated the sudden addition to the transformation process, but he trusted Riya's judgment and knew that she had his best interests at heart.
With a deep breath, Mohit braced himself as Riya carefully pierced his ears, the sensation fleeting but significant as it marked another step in his journey back into the role of Mohini.
Fortunately, Mohit's naturally smooth and milky waist required minimal work,
With Mohit's grooming complete, Riya lovingly handed him one of her nightgowns, stating, "Your newly waxed body needs something smooth to wear. This will help soothe your skin."
Feeling a mixture of gratitude and discomfort from the waxing, Mohit's skin still tingling from the waxing process, so he nodded in agreement, slipping into the soft fabric of the nightgown as Riya's caring touch eased his discomfort.
As they settled into bed together, they found solace in each other's arms, their bond stronger than ever as they drifted off to sleep.
Next morning as Riya continued Mohit's transformation, she started by carefully selecting a delicate lace bra, guiding him as he reluctantly slipped into the lacy bra. Next, she set breast foam, subtly enhancing Mohit's chest, creating the illusion of curves where there were none before. Despite Mohit's protests, Riya gently persuaded him to exchange his regular male underwear for a lacy panty.
With grace and expertise, Riya then dressed Mohit in a petticoat and a sleeveless blouse, the fabric clinging to his form in a flattering embrace.
Mohit chuckled nervously as he admired himself in the mirror, "I'm feeling like you dressed me up for my honeymoon."
Riya teased with a mischievous twinkle in her eye, "Who knows, if Mr. Kapoor can't hold his feelings, you might end up in his embrace!"
Then Riya draped the elegant fabric of the saree around Mohit's slender frame with delicate care, guiding each fold and pleat with precision. As the soft silk cascaded down his form, Mohit felt a sense of liberation he had never known before, infused with a newfound sense of femininity and grace.
Completing the ensemble with intricate jewelry, Riya adorned Mohit with bangles that jingled softly with every movement, adding to the melody of his transformation. Delicate earrings graced his ears, bracelets adorned his wrists, and a shimmering necklace adorned his neck, each piece a symbol of femininity and beauty.
However, amidst the tender moment, Riya couldn't resist teasing Mohit playfully. "Well, well, well, look at you, Mohini. You're quite the sight in that saree," she remarked with a mischievous grin, her eyes twinkling with amusement.
Mohit blushed at Riya's playful comment, feeling a mix of embarrassment and delight. "Oh, come on, Riya. This isn't exactly my comfort zone," he replied sheepishly, adjusting the pallu of the saree.
Riya chuckled, her laughter ringing melodically in the room. "Don't worry, Mohit. You're doing great. Just remember to sashay your hips a little when you walk. You'll have Mr. Kapoor swooning in no time," she teased, adding a playful wink.
Mohit couldn't help but smile at Riya's banter.
Finally, Riya placed a black dot behind Mohit's ear, a traditional gesture to ward off the evil eye and protect him from negative energies. As Mohit looked into the mirror, he saw not just a reflection, a sense of awe and admiration washed over him.
After completion of his transformation, Mohini drove her car towards her new office. Upon reaching, Mohit summoned all his courage and walked with newfound grace. As he approached Mr. Kapoor's office, Mohit could feel his heart pounding in his chest.
Entering the office, Mr. Kapoor's eyes lit up with surprise and delight at the sight of Mohini. "Ah, Mohini! I'm thrilled to see you've decided to join us. I must say, you look absolutely stunning," he exclaimed, his voice laced with genuine admiration.
Mohit smiled nervously, his cheeks flushing with a mixture of embarrassment and pride. "Thank you, sir. I'm honored to be here," he replied, his voice trembling ever so slightly.
The first day went mostly in introductions and understanding the situation of the company. Afterward, Mohini left for home. Upon reaching, he found Riya waiting for him. She asked how his day was.
Mohit replied, "Let me change this saree first." He went to his bedroom, and Riya brought him water. He reappeared wearing shorts and a t-shirt but struggled to remove the bangles. Riya suggested him keep them, asking what happened overnight.
Mohit explained that there were many changes needed in the company, but he believed he could bring stability and growth within one quarter.
Despite the initial apprehension and challenges he faced, Mohit soon found himself thriving in his role. His keen eye for detail and quick thinking proved invaluable as he assisted Mr. Kapoor in navigating the turbulent waters of the business world.
As weeks turned into months, Mohit and Mr. Kapoor worked tirelessly to overcome the obstacles that stood in their way. Through sheer determination and hard work, they managed to turn the tide, steering the company towards a path of stability and growth.
With each success, Mohit's confidence grew, and he began to embrace his identity as Mohini more fully. Gone were the days of hesitation and doubt; instead, Mohit carried himself with poise and grace, commanding respect from colleagues and clients alike.
The relationship between Riya and Mohit began to evolve as they grew closer, not just as husband and wife but as friends. Mohit found himself more involved in the daily household chores, eager to lend a helping hand to Riya after a long day at the office.
One evening, as Mohini returned from the office, she found Riya struggling in the kitchen, attempting to clean up after a busy day. Without hesitation, Mohit offered his assistance, draping his pallu around his waist as he joined Riya in the kitchen. Together, they worked side by side, their laughter mingling with the clatter of pots and pans as they tackled the chores together.
As they finished cleaning, Mohit even volunteered to help Riya prepare dinner, eager to contribute in any way he could. Riya couldn't help but tease him affectionately, remarking, "I don't know if Mr. Kapoor is satisfied with his new assistant, but I'm certainly satisfied with having a wife like Mohini." Mohit blushed at Riya's playful comment, feeling a warm sense of contentment wash over him.
Soon, it became routine for Mohit to assist Riya with household tasks after returning from the office.
One evening after finishing the household chores after dinner, Mohit reached the bedroom and began to change out of his saree before going to sleep.
Suddenly, he felt Riya's presence behind him, her arms wrapping around his smooth navel. Riya's lips brushed against the nape of his neck, sending shivers down his spine as she whispered, "You've been working so hard, Mohini. Let me take care of you now."
Mohit turned to face her, his eyes meeting hers with a mixture of desire and affection. Without a word, their lips met in a passionate kiss, the intensity building with each passing moment. Riya's hands moved to untie the saree, slowly unraveling it and letting it fall to the floor, her fingers trailing lightly over his skin as she continues to kiss him all over the body.
Next, she pulled off the knot of his petticoat, allowing it to slide to the ground. Mohit stood before her in his blouse and panty, his breathing growing heavier with each touch.
Riya's hands moved to unbutton Mohit's blouse and throw it on ground, she pressed her breasts against Mohit's bra-clad chest, her touch sending waves of desire through him.
Mohit trembling with anticipation, reached for Riya's nightgown, pulling it over her head and tossing it aside. Riya's body, now exposed, pressed closer to Mohit's as their lips met again in a heated kiss.
Riya unclasped Mohit's bra, freeing his breasts. She leaned down, taking one nipple into her mouth and sucking gently, her tongue flicking over the sensitive skin, driving Mohit wild with pleasure. Unable to contain himself, Mohit moaned "Riya, please," his hands tangling in her hair as she continued to suckle his breasts like a hungry child. The sensation drove him wild, pleasure building to an almost unbearable peak.
Their passion heightened Riya's hands moved down Mohit's body until they reached his panties. She quickly took them off, One by one, the remaining pieces of clothing were removed, leaving them both fully exposed.
With a hungry look in her eyes, she knelt before him, With trembling hands, she wrapped her fingers around his dick and kissed the top,her tongue flicking out to taste him as she began to suck and stroke him, she is moving her head in rhythm, Mohit moaned with pleasure as Riya skillfully pleasured him.
As Mohit reached the peak of pleasure, he released all his semen into Riya's mouth. Riya, with a satisfied smile moved to kiss Mohit. As they kissed, she transferred all the sperm into his mouth, guiding him to swallow it.
As Mohit tasted himself on Riya's lips, he felt a new wave of desire surge through him. Driven by the need to give as much pleasure as he had received, he gently guided Riya to the bed. His hands roamed over her body, eliciting soft moans from her lips.
With a renewed sense of urgency, Mohit positioned himself between her legs, entering her with a deep, steady thrust. Their bodies moved together in a rhythm as old as time, each motion filled with love and need. Riya's moans filled the room, her pleasure mirroring his as they lost themselves in each other.
As they climaxed together, their cries of ecstasy intertwined, filling the night with their shared passion. Spent and sated, they collapsed into each other's arms, the bond between them stronger than ever. In Riya's embrace, Mohit found solace and sanctuary, a refuge from the chaos of the world outside.
The night air crackled with electricity, charged with the promise of what was to come. As they stood before each other, their remaining clothes falling away, Mohit felt a profound sense of connection and desire, every touch and kiss deepening their bond.
In Riya's embrace, he found not just physical pleasure but a sanctuary from the chaos of the world outside, a place where he could be wholly and completely himself, loved and accepted.
As the company continued to flourish under Mohini and Mr. Kapoor's leadership, they encountered a golden opportunity to secure a major project with a reputed MNC. Excited and determined, Mohini and Mr. Kapoor traveled to present their proposal.
After a long six-hour meeting and presentation, their hard work paid off as they successfully secured the project for their company. It was a momentous achievement, marking a significant milestone in their professional journey.
Feeling extreme joy, Mr. Kapoor asked Mohini to celebrate at a nearby bar. Mohini thought for a second and then agreed, recognizing the importance of the moment for their company. She quickly texted Riya to inform her that she would be late returning home.
At the bar, they settled into a cozy corner and looked at the menu. Mr. Kapoor ordered his favorite drink, a glass of single malt whiskey, while Mohini, feeling adventurous, chose a refreshing Mojito. They clinked their glasses together, toasting to their success and the bright future ahead.
After two drinks, Mohini began to loosen up and enjoy the evening. When Mr. Kapoor asked her if she would like to dance, she immediately agreed. Under the influence of alcohol, Mohini's usual inhibitions faded away.
On the dance floor, Mr. Kapoor, hold her waist, feeling the smoothness of her waist under his hand, became increasingly excited. Mohini placed her hand on Mr. Kapoor's chest, they danced for a few minutes, with Mohini keeping her eyes downcast.
When she finally looked up into Mr. Kapoor's eyes, she saw a question in his gaze, seeking permission to kiss her. She nodded slightly, and Mr. Kapoor pulled her closer, kissing her on the lips. They kissed passionately for almost five minutes before Mohit suddenly realized that he had crossed a line.
Abruptly, He pushed Mr. Kapoor away and left the bar, heading straight home, his mind racing with the implications of what had just happened.
With Riya's unwavering support, he navigated through the job market and landed a promising position in a reputable organization.
While portraying Mohini for an extended period, Mohit allowed his hair to grow until his back. Even after joining to new job, he chose to keep his hair long.
The love blossomed between them, culminating in a joyous wedding ceremony where they pledged their lives to each other, surrounded by family and friends.
As a working couple, Mohit and Riya embraced the challenges and triumphs of balancing their careers with their personal lives. Despite the occasional ups and downs, they found solace in each other's company and built a strong foundation for their future together.
One evening as Mohit and Riya enjoyed their intimate moment in the bedroom in night, their tranquility was interrupted by the persistent ringing of Mohit's phone shown Mr. Kapoor on screen, With a sigh, Mohit glanced towards Riya, who gestured for him to answer the call.
Taking a deep breath, Mohit picked up the phone, adopting his feminine voice as he greeted, "Yes, Mr. Kapoor?"
On the other end of the line, Mr. Kapoor's voice sounded urgent and fraught with desperation. "Mohini, I'm in big trouble. My current company has been facing significant losses for the past two quarters. We've tried everything, but we haven't been able to achieve the required growth and stability in the market. I believe only you can save me now. If I don't show results this quarter, I may lose everything. Please, Mohini, help me."
Mohit hesitated, feeling torn between his past with Mr. Kapoor and his present life with Riya. "Mr. Kapoor, please give me some time to think," he replied softly before ending the call.
Turning to Riya, Mohit expressed, "I'm not sure if I should help him."
Riya replied, "Don't be ridiculous, Mohit."
Surprised by her reply, Mohit said, "You know that helping him means I have to rejoin him again as Mohini."
Riya responded, "Mohit, you were the reason behind Mr. Kapoor's downfall. I believe that God has given you a chance to make things right."
Mohit replied, "I know, Riya. It's just... I don't want anything to come between us."
She said, "You know, our relationship is stronger than any external circumstance."
Mohit asked, "Don't you feel weird that your husband will go for a job wearing a saree?"
She replied, "So what? Remember, I already saw you giving pleasure to Mr. Kapoor while sitting on his lap."
"Don't worry nothing can harm our relationship," she assured him.
Mohit, swayed by Riya's reassurance and determination, reluctantly agreed. "Alright, I'll do it. But only because of you," he conceded, a hint of uncertainty lingering in his voice.
Riya beamed with pride, her hand gently caressing Mohit's imaginary breasts as she whispered, "That's my girl."
As the next morning dawned, Mohit gathered his resolve and made the crucial call to Mr. Kapoor. With a composed demeanor, he expressed his willingness to assist, stating, "Mr. Kapoor, it would be my pleasure to help you. Please allow me one week to wrap up some pending tasks in my current organization."
Mr. Kapoor's relief was palpable through the phone as he exclaimed, "Thank you very much, Mohini. I will always remember your favor."
The following week flew by in a blur for Mohit as he raced against time to complete all his tasks at his current workplace. Meanwhile, Riya took charge of organizing everything necessary for Mohit's transformation back into Mohini.
Together, they meticulously planned every detail, Yet, he found solace in Riya's comforting presence and their shared determination to navigate this new chapter of their lives together.
As Sunday arrived, Riya wasted no time in preparing for Mohit's transformation back into Mohini. With a sense of purpose, she urged Mohit to get ready, signaling the beginning of the process.
Mohit hesitated slightly as Riya began the waxing process, feeling a pang of discomfort at the thought of hair removal. However, he quickly resigned himself to the task, realizing the importance of meticulous grooming for his transformation. As Riya moved to his feet, Mohit's eyes widened in surprise.
"Why do I need to wax my feet?" he protested. "They're always covered under my saree."
Riya simply smiled knowingly and replied, "You never know when they might get exposed while walking or in any other situation. No excuses, Mohit. Please cooperate with me."
Although taken aback by Riya's insistence, Mohit reluctantly acquiesced, understanding the necessity of her meticulous approach to the transformation process.
To Mohit's shock, Riya then revealed another surprising element of the transformation: she was armed with a piercing gun, ready to pierce both of his ears. Mohit's apprehension grew as he contemplated the sudden addition to the transformation process, but he trusted Riya's judgment and knew that she had his best interests at heart.
With a deep breath, Mohit braced himself as Riya carefully pierced his ears, the sensation fleeting but significant as it marked another step in his journey back into the role of Mohini.
Fortunately, Mohit's naturally smooth and milky waist required minimal work,
With Mohit's grooming complete, Riya lovingly handed him one of her nightgowns, stating, "Your newly waxed body needs something smooth to wear. This will help soothe your skin."
Feeling a mixture of gratitude and discomfort from the waxing, Mohit's skin still tingling from the waxing process, so he nodded in agreement, slipping into the soft fabric of the nightgown as Riya's caring touch eased his discomfort.
As they settled into bed together, they found solace in each other's arms, their bond stronger than ever as they drifted off to sleep.
Next morning as Riya continued Mohit's transformation, she started by carefully selecting a delicate lace bra, guiding him as he reluctantly slipped into the lacy bra. Next, she set breast foam, subtly enhancing Mohit's chest, creating the illusion of curves where there were none before. Despite Mohit's protests, Riya gently persuaded him to exchange his regular male underwear for a lacy panty.
With grace and expertise, Riya then dressed Mohit in a petticoat and a sleeveless blouse, the fabric clinging to his form in a flattering embrace.
Mohit chuckled nervously as he admired himself in the mirror, "I'm feeling like you dressed me up for my honeymoon."
Riya teased with a mischievous twinkle in her eye, "Who knows, if Mr. Kapoor can't hold his feelings, you might end up in his embrace!"
Then Riya draped the elegant fabric of the saree around Mohit's slender frame with delicate care, guiding each fold and pleat with precision. As the soft silk cascaded down his form, Mohit felt a sense of liberation he had never known before, infused with a newfound sense of femininity and grace.
Completing the ensemble with intricate jewelry, Riya adorned Mohit with bangles that jingled softly with every movement, adding to the melody of his transformation. Delicate earrings graced his ears, bracelets adorned his wrists, and a shimmering necklace adorned his neck, each piece a symbol of femininity and beauty.
However, amidst the tender moment, Riya couldn't resist teasing Mohit playfully. "Well, well, well, look at you, Mohini. You're quite the sight in that saree," she remarked with a mischievous grin, her eyes twinkling with amusement.
Mohit blushed at Riya's playful comment, feeling a mix of embarrassment and delight. "Oh, come on, Riya. This isn't exactly my comfort zone," he replied sheepishly, adjusting the pallu of the saree.
Riya chuckled, her laughter ringing melodically in the room. "Don't worry, Mohit. You're doing great. Just remember to sashay your hips a little when you walk. You'll have Mr. Kapoor swooning in no time," she teased, adding a playful wink.
Mohit couldn't help but smile at Riya's banter.
Finally, Riya placed a black dot behind Mohit's ear, a traditional gesture to ward off the evil eye and protect him from negative energies. As Mohit looked into the mirror, he saw not just a reflection, a sense of awe and admiration washed over him.
After completion of his transformation, Mohini drove her car towards her new office. Upon reaching, Mohit summoned all his courage and walked with newfound grace. As he approached Mr. Kapoor's office, Mohit could feel his heart pounding in his chest.
Entering the office, Mr. Kapoor's eyes lit up with surprise and delight at the sight of Mohini. "Ah, Mohini! I'm thrilled to see you've decided to join us. I must say, you look absolutely stunning," he exclaimed, his voice laced with genuine admiration.
Mohit smiled nervously, his cheeks flushing with a mixture of embarrassment and pride. "Thank you, sir. I'm honored to be here," he replied, his voice trembling ever so slightly.
The first day went mostly in introductions and understanding the situation of the company. Afterward, Mohini left for home. Upon reaching, he found Riya waiting for him. She asked how his day was.
Mohit replied, "Let me change this saree first." He went to his bedroom, and Riya brought him water. He reappeared wearing shorts and a t-shirt but struggled to remove the bangles. Riya suggested him keep them, asking what happened overnight.
Mohit explained that there were many changes needed in the company, but he believed he could bring stability and growth within one quarter.
Despite the initial apprehension and challenges he faced, Mohit soon found himself thriving in his role. His keen eye for detail and quick thinking proved invaluable as he assisted Mr. Kapoor in navigating the turbulent waters of the business world.
As weeks turned into months, Mohit and Mr. Kapoor worked tirelessly to overcome the obstacles that stood in their way. Through sheer determination and hard work, they managed to turn the tide, steering the company towards a path of stability and growth.
With each success, Mohit's confidence grew, and he began to embrace his identity as Mohini more fully. Gone were the days of hesitation and doubt; instead, Mohit carried himself with poise and grace, commanding respect from colleagues and clients alike.
The relationship between Riya and Mohit began to evolve as they grew closer, not just as husband and wife but as friends. Mohit found himself more involved in the daily household chores, eager to lend a helping hand to Riya after a long day at the office.
One evening, as Mohini returned from the office, she found Riya struggling in the kitchen, attempting to clean up after a busy day. Without hesitation, Mohit offered his assistance, draping his pallu around his waist as he joined Riya in the kitchen. Together, they worked side by side, their laughter mingling with the clatter of pots and pans as they tackled the chores together.
As they finished cleaning, Mohit even volunteered to help Riya prepare dinner, eager to contribute in any way he could. Riya couldn't help but tease him affectionately, remarking, "I don't know if Mr. Kapoor is satisfied with his new assistant, but I'm certainly satisfied with having a wife like Mohini." Mohit blushed at Riya's playful comment, feeling a warm sense of contentment wash over him.
Soon, it became routine for Mohit to assist Riya with household tasks after returning from the office.
One evening after finishing the household chores after dinner, Mohit reached the bedroom and began to change out of his saree before going to sleep.
Suddenly, he felt Riya's presence behind him, her arms wrapping around his smooth navel. Riya's lips brushed against the nape of his neck, sending shivers down his spine as she whispered, "You've been working so hard, Mohini. Let me take care of you now."
Mohit turned to face her, his eyes meeting hers with a mixture of desire and affection. Without a word, their lips met in a passionate kiss, the intensity building with each passing moment. Riya's hands moved to untie the saree, slowly unraveling it and letting it fall to the floor, her fingers trailing lightly over his skin as she continues to kiss him all over the body.
Next, she pulled off the knot of his petticoat, allowing it to slide to the ground. Mohit stood before her in his blouse and panty, his breathing growing heavier with each touch.
Riya's hands moved to unbutton Mohit's blouse and throw it on ground, she pressed her breasts against Mohit's bra-clad chest, her touch sending waves of desire through him.
Mohit trembling with anticipation, reached for Riya's nightgown, pulling it over her head and tossing it aside. Riya's body, now exposed, pressed closer to Mohit's as their lips met again in a heated kiss.
Riya unclasped Mohit's bra, freeing his breasts. She leaned down, taking one nipple into her mouth and sucking gently, her tongue flicking over the sensitive skin, driving Mohit wild with pleasure. Unable to contain himself, Mohit moaned "Riya, please," his hands tangling in her hair as she continued to suckle his breasts like a hungry child. The sensation drove him wild, pleasure building to an almost unbearable peak.
Their passion heightened Riya's hands moved down Mohit's body until they reached his panties. She quickly took them off, One by one, the remaining pieces of clothing were removed, leaving them both fully exposed.
With a hungry look in her eyes, she knelt before him, With trembling hands, she wrapped her fingers around his dick and kissed the top,her tongue flicking out to taste him as she began to suck and stroke him, she is moving her head in rhythm, Mohit moaned with pleasure as Riya skillfully pleasured him.
As Mohit reached the peak of pleasure, he released all his semen into Riya's mouth. Riya, with a satisfied smile moved to kiss Mohit. As they kissed, she transferred all the sperm into his mouth, guiding him to swallow it.
As Mohit tasted himself on Riya's lips, he felt a new wave of desire surge through him. Driven by the need to give as much pleasure as he had received, he gently guided Riya to the bed. His hands roamed over her body, eliciting soft moans from her lips.
With a renewed sense of urgency, Mohit positioned himself between her legs, entering her with a deep, steady thrust. Their bodies moved together in a rhythm as old as time, each motion filled with love and need. Riya's moans filled the room, her pleasure mirroring his as they lost themselves in each other.
As they climaxed together, their cries of ecstasy intertwined, filling the night with their shared passion. Spent and sated, they collapsed into each other's arms, the bond between them stronger than ever. In Riya's embrace, Mohit found solace and sanctuary, a refuge from the chaos of the world outside.
The night air crackled with electricity, charged with the promise of what was to come. As they stood before each other, their remaining clothes falling away, Mohit felt a profound sense of connection and desire, every touch and kiss deepening their bond.
In Riya's embrace, he found not just physical pleasure but a sanctuary from the chaos of the world outside, a place where he could be wholly and completely himself, loved and accepted.
As the company continued to flourish under Mohini and Mr. Kapoor's leadership, they encountered a golden opportunity to secure a major project with a reputed MNC. Excited and determined, Mohini and Mr. Kapoor traveled to present their proposal.
After a long six-hour meeting and presentation, their hard work paid off as they successfully secured the project for their company. It was a momentous achievement, marking a significant milestone in their professional journey.
Feeling extreme joy, Mr. Kapoor asked Mohini to celebrate at a nearby bar. Mohini thought for a second and then agreed, recognizing the importance of the moment for their company. She quickly texted Riya to inform her that she would be late returning home.
At the bar, they settled into a cozy corner and looked at the menu. Mr. Kapoor ordered his favorite drink, a glass of single malt whiskey, while Mohini, feeling adventurous, chose a refreshing Mojito. They clinked their glasses together, toasting to their success and the bright future ahead.
After two drinks, Mohini began to loosen up and enjoy the evening. When Mr. Kapoor asked her if she would like to dance, she immediately agreed. Under the influence of alcohol, Mohini's usual inhibitions faded away.
On the dance floor, Mr. Kapoor, hold her waist, feeling the smoothness of her waist under his hand, became increasingly excited. Mohini placed her hand on Mr. Kapoor's chest, they danced for a few minutes, with Mohini keeping her eyes downcast.
When she finally looked up into Mr. Kapoor's eyes, she saw a question in his gaze, seeking permission to kiss her. She nodded slightly, and Mr. Kapoor pulled her closer, kissing her on the lips. They kissed passionately for almost five minutes before Mohit suddenly realized that he had crossed a line.
Abruptly, He pushed Mr. Kapoor away and left the bar, heading straight home, his mind racing with the implications of what had just happened.
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