My female Indian boss likes it rough. It’s an eastern culture clash, in a western corporate setting. By wolvie19 – listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. This is a story about how Arjun’s week away for a project led to a hook up with Sonia, his Indian female boss. I couldn’t have picked a better time to escape the winter storms of Philadelphia and spend a week in Florida. My company paying for the trip was just the cherry on the top. It was a warm Saturday morning in Orlando and I was looking forward to spend a nice weekend in the city before heading to our Orlando office for the week long project I was there for. “Hey Arjun ?” I heard a questioning call for my name, as I was waiting at the carousel for my luggage. I turned back to see Sonia. “Oh hey boss, I see you decided to get in early as well,” I said. “Yeah, I needed to get out before the storm hits. Also, need to get some work done before the project begins on Monday,” She replied. “Not planning to get any sun?” “No, not really. I don’t suppose I will get much time to do anything else,” she said with an urgency on her face that was quite common, “Hey listen, I am glad you are here early as well. I am assuming you are staying at the Hilton near the airport as well?” “No actually I am staying at the one near the downtown. I thought,” I said before I got interrupted. “Yeah yeah, no issues. It’s not too far. Let’s plan to meet in a few hours. I have some documents I need to review and I could use your help to get it done. I think I see my baggage coming too, I will give you call later. See you in a bit!” she said and hurried to her bag before I could say a word. I picked up my luggage and took an Uber ride to the hotel. I was furious. Not only did she never apologized for what she did in the previous week, she expects me to work with her on the weekend instead of enjoying the beautiful city. Sonia was a Director at the company and was the Program Manager for the project I was travelling to Orlando for. She had recently joined the company and held a very important portfolio of projects that I wanted to be part of. For all my efforts to impress her, she almost every time ignored me and my work. Like everything I did was just regulation work. Not to mention the reaming she gave me during a team meeting, in the previous week; for missing my deadline once by a single day. She was an Indian, like me. She seemed like she was in her early 40s. Short, about 5 foot 2, and a slim figure. She had straight short hair to a shoulder length. Her hair was straight and always perfect whenever she was seen by anyone. Not sure if it was the discontent towards me or if her eyes just had the cold dismissive look. I got to the hotel, checked myself in, and immediately took a shower to wash off the flight lethargy. As I was in the shower, I heard my phone ring twice, I got out to see that it was Sonia who had called. I saw her text, “Hey, Good Morning. Please meet me at my hotel after lunch, around 1 pm.” I was irritated but I knew this was a major project for the company and I would learn a lot from this big project. Sonia was brought into the company for her expertise on Patent in Technology. She had an extensive and reputed network, and I definitely wanted to get on her good side. Everyone wanted to, but at the same time very few could manage to get past her attitude. She wasn’t the easiest person to work with. I replied back with a simple “Okay.” I got dressed, got some lunch and then headed to the hotel. Then I started thinking, she asked me to come to her hotel, could that mean something more? My thoughts broke as I heard the young lady at the concierge desk. “Ms. Verma said she will see you in conference room 2B. Once you get out at the elevator on the 2nd floor you will find it two doors down to your left.” I thanked her and moved on. Wow, conference room, she really is the ice queen. I met her in the conference room. She was dressed as usual, in her business attire. She was wearing a dark blue jacket and skirt with a pink shirt inside. Her stilettos made her looked taller, which probably put her on the cloud from where she was judging me wearing my casual clothes. I was wearing light blue shirt and gray trousers hoping to get out in the city. “Okay, let’s get started. I have reserved this conference room for all day, so we won’t be disturbed. "All day?” I thought, as I nodded and got on with the work. We spent the next 6 hours working in the conference room. I was hoping to get some time to unwind, but this was turning out worse than regular work. At around 7 pm she asked me, “Hey, I am sorry to keep you here all day, but we are almost there. Maybe 3 hours more at the worst, would you prefer us cranking it out tonight or want to get back at it tomorrow?” “Oh, so you are familiar with the words, ‘I am sorry’,” I said. “What?” she replied in surprise. “I apologize I didn’t mean to say that so bluntly. I was just a little exhausted and it slipped out of my tongue. I am okay with either,” I replied in an apologetic tone “You do realize the importance of the project, don’t you?” she said in a sharp tone which triggered an unexpected reaction from me. “Yes, I know. And we have reviewed these documents twice now, front and back. Last week you insulted me in front of the entire team and now you are asking me to get stuck here all day when I had plans to tour the city.” I blasted off. The Date Bargain “Listen Arjun ,” she was about to say as I interrupted, “No, you listen, Sonia. You didn’t even ask if I was okay with this. I had plans today to see the city today. I admire you a lot, but we are not working any more this weekend.” “Okay I get it; you can go ahead. I will review these one last time,” she said in a somewhat apologetic tone. “Hmm. Thank you,” I said meekly and started wrapping up my stuff. “What are your plans?” I asked. “I am just going to wrap up and maybe get some wine. Why do you ask?” Sonia replied. “You want to get dinner and a drink?” I asked very nervously. “Um.” She said as she took a few seconds to reply. “Okay. Let me change into something comfortable and we can go,” she said, then went to her room. She headed to her room and I to the lobby, waiting for her. In about half an hour I saw her show up in the lobby. She was wearing a black sleeveless top and a matching colored skirt which just about revealed her smooth thighs. For the first time I was able to look at her and admire how smoking hot her body was. Her boobs were medium-sized but upright and perky, something I thought was uncommon for a woman her early forties. She had her hair down which just about reached her shoulders. “So where do you want to go?” Sonia asked. “How about, we head downtown and figure out then?” “Yeah, that works as well. Just as long as we get back by” she was about to say as I interrupted her and said, “You look good.” “Thank you, you as well” she said nervously and let out the smallest of smiles. That was a woman who has not been complimented for a while, I thought. We went to an Italian restaurant in the downtown. We ordered some appetizers and drinks. The place wasn’t too loud, but the awkward silence sure made me wish there was some loud deafening music playing. She broke the silence finally, “Hey listen I am sorry about last week. I know it was the first time you missed a deadline I should have gone easier on you, and definitely not in front of others. And also, sorry for my insensitivity, today.” “I’m fine, I really, really appreciate you saying that” I replied. “Thanks! And maybe I haven’t said this before, but I really appreciate all the work you are doing on this. I am not good when it comes to complimenting people at work, but I am glad you are part of this project team. It’s just that,” she stopped for a second to take another sip of her wine, “I have been so involved with the work that I forget people do things outside work as well. I sorta wish I had some of those distractions in my life.” I sensed that the alcohol was starting to open her up, "You mean that you are either working or thinking of work all day?” “When I am not with the lawyer, that is pretty much what I do?” she replied. “Lawyer?” I asked inquisitively. “Yeah I am in middle of a messy divorce. Well, almost at the end of the line now,” Sonia said with visible sadness on her face. “I am sorry to hear that,” I said. “No that’s fine. At least it is about to get over and I can put that behind me,” she said while ordering another glass of wine. “Should we get a bottle?” I asked with a kidding smile on my face. She laughed and said, “yeah that would have made sense about 4 glasses back, wouldn’t it? I don’t know about a bottle, I think I will be done after this one last glass, it is quite late.” I reached out my hand to her with a gentle touch and said “It is just 10 pm. Relax, tomorrow is a Sunday.” She noticed me touching her hand and looked at me but didn’t move her hand. I held her hand just a little bit more gently and said, “There’s more to this city than this restaurant, after this one drink let’s look for some other place?” I spoke. She pulled her hand back with the excuse of straightening her hand and said, “Yeah, you are right. Let’s see what we could do. But I still need to do the final review of the documents tomorrow so I can’t afford to get too drunk.” “Here’s a deal, you relax tonight and don’t talk about work and I will spend as long as it takes tomorrow to review the documents? We have a deal?” I spoke. “You win,” she replied, “so tell me about you. Do you have a girlfriend?” I was surprised by her asking this. Never thought I would have been having such a conversation with the ice queen herself. I chuckled and said, “Not right now. Not for a while actually. I have been single for a couple of years now.” “Two years? That’s a long time for a guy like you to go without sex” I almost spat my coke and rum, hearing her say “sex”. I took a breath back and said, “I don’t have a girlfriend but I do occasionally see other girls. There are a couple of girls I have been, you know, going out with.” “Oh, I am so sorry to assume that. I am just, so out of touch with the rest of the world I didn’t think, umm, never mind,” she stopped in her tracks, trying to sip her wine that already had reached the glass’s bottom. “Let me take care of that for you,” I said as I requested the waiter to get another glass, “what were you saying?” I insisted her on continuing. “No, nothing,” she said as she grasped the other glass and took another sip.” I always dreamed, as a horny teen girl, that my marriage would be an endless dream of mastering the Kamasutra arts with my mate for life, then co-writing a volume two of the Kamasutra sex encyclopedia after 20 years of marital bliss and endless orgasmic ecstasy.” We were both tipsy. Each of us had about 5 drinks now. “Sonia, you can say what you going to,” I said look straight into her hazel eyes. “Well,” she said as she sipped her wine, “My ex-husband is the only guy I have been with. And for second I forgot that in western cultures people do have sex without being married or even being in a deep relationship,” she stopped looking at my shell-shocked expression, “I am sorry I didn’t mean to appear judgmental. It’s just I have not had a conversation like this for a while and I didn’t know what I was saying.” “No, it’s okay. You can talk,” I insisted. “I grew up in a home where strict Indian cultural codes were adhered to.” I get that it’s hard to reconcile what grandma said, with what western societies hold as a norm.” “No, it’s not exactly okay,” she said with a firm voice that indicated to me she was about to let the dam break. She started telling me the story about her marriage. How she married her high school sweetheart. They went to the same college and university. The got jobs in similar fields, but in competing companies. How they thought that would be better because now they won’t be talking about work to each other, because of the existing legal restrictions, but all it did was result in not talking at all. They were always either working or getting back home tired. They never took any vacations in the 8 years they were married. The sex started to dwindle down within the first 3 years of the marriage. She continued, “It was good in the beginning. But after about 3 years of our marriage, it started to get monotonous. And the worst part was, it was most likely my fault. I was so consumed with work that I thought of sex as just an activity to do so you can get to sleep before the early morning meeting. It was the same thing, we would get in the bed, kiss a little then undress and then he would get on top for a few minutes, and we would be done. And after a few years, even that stopped.” I realized this was a woman who wanted to talk and have someone listen to her. So, I did. But even listening to her describe her boring sex life was starting to arouse me. “I am sorry, I just dumped all that on you. You probably are thinking, ‘What I am doing sitting here with a boring old woman instead of hooking up with one of the girls in Orlando,’ she said with an embarrassed expression. "Listen, I am glad you opened up about it. And you are by no means an old woman. You are as beautiful a woman as I would have expected to sit across on a Saturday night in a new city,” I said. “Really?” she said back with a surprised tone. “Yes, I promise. And I don’t mind if you want to talk about it anytime. But right now, we are getting out of here. I am sure even you can hear the loud club next door. Let’s go check it out,” I said as I requested the bill and returned payment to the waiter. “I have not been dancing for a long time. I don’t even remember how to,” She informed me. I got up and grabbed her hand, “It’s simple, you put your hands where you like them to be and move the rest of the body to the music,” and guided her out of the door as I finished my sentence. We got in the club next door. It was dark, loud and crowded like any of the other million clubs in this country. I went to the bar and got us 4 shots of tequila. Sonia initially seemed a little nervous, but the tequila seemed to relax her nerves. We got on the floor and started dancing. I was swaying to the music and she seemed to still be a little nervous trying to remember what her moves were. She was looking at others, feeling out of place. I took her by her hand and pulled her a little closer to me. I could sense her perfume now. My hands were on her waist and hers on my shoulders as we started getting in the rhythm of the music. I grabbed her waist a little bit firmer now and pulled her a little closer. She didn’t seem to mind. She was much more immersed in the music now, as she closed her eyes and put her hands in my hair. I turned her around to have her back against me. I was about 4 inches taller than her. I could smell her hair and I am sure she could my cologne. She continued to reach up behind her head and caress my hair as her body was moving to the same rhythm as mine. I was breathing close her ear and she seemed to enjoy it. There was a bulge starting to form in my pants as her tight ass was rubbing against my crotch. My hands were still on her wait but starting to raise her torso just a little to feel the smooth skin on the stomach underneath her blouse. I pulled her tighter towards me, thrusting my bulge against her. She may have noticed that. She reached out one hand below trying very meekly to create some separation, but I didn’t budge. I moved one hand from her waist upwards over her blouse. My hand moved over her sumptuous breasts to her face. I turned her face sideward, through her weak resistance. My lips met hers. She hesitated a little. Almost like wanting a slight separation. My left hand which was initially just on her cheek moved ahead where now I was holding her firmly with my forearm. She melted in the moment and started kissing me back passionately. I moved my other hand to her breasts and started caressing them, syncing with the rhythm of our bodies moving. Her hand, which was trying to push my waist behind was now instead grabbing my bulging cock. She sensed my deep desires and my assertiveness, taking the initiative. I broke the kiss and whispered in her ears, “I told you dancing was simple. You put your hand where you want it to be,” and then turned her around again facing me. We continued kissing, grabbing each other’s asses as we tried to still move to the music. Passions Erupt “How far is your hotel?” she said, trying to catch her breathe. “It’s right across the street” I replied with a grin. She didn’t say a word, grabbed my hand and guided me out of the night club. We hurried past the lobby and in the elevator. Before the door shut an old man also got in the elevator. We were feeling the tension between us that was stopped from breaking by the presence of the other man. As soon as he got off and the door shut, she leaped at me and started kissing me wildly. I wanted to fuck her right there and then, in elevator, but I head the bell ding and we reached my floor. We got out and rushed in the room. As soon as we got in it, she again pinned me back to wall and started kissing me as I barely was able to push the door shut. She was unbuckling my belt clumsily while kissing my unbuttoned, partially exposed chest. I helped her unbuckle my pants and she pulled my trousers and pants down with one swift push. She wasted no time to get on her knees put my erect cock in her mouth. She held the base of my cock tightly with her tiny hands and wasted no time sucking on my cock. I could feel my cock growing in her mouth until she was struggling to take all of it in. She started stroking my cock as she licked my balls. Her sloppy blowjob and slurping sounds on my cock were raising all the hair on my body. She moved her hands to hold my ass as she started to pleasure my dick with nothing but her soft lips. I pushed her head all the way in, or at least as much as I could until I felt I was going to choke her to pass out. The thought of pushing my dick down the throat of one most powerful woman in my company while she was on her knees in my hotel room, was getting me harder than I ever had been. I could hear her gag as I continued to mouth-fuck her. I released her. She coughed a little as she was gasping for air. The tears running down her eyes had spoiled her mascara making her look like the most expensive whore I could never afford. She got up and slapped me hard. I thought I had gone too far and spoilt what would have been one amazing night. She slapped me again, then put her left hand on my face like she was going to claw it off. She squeezed my dick hard with the other hand, came close to my face and said, “Who the fuck you think you are?” I was stunned and speechless. “I asked,” she said with a pause as she bit me on my chest, “Who the fuck you think you are to push your big cock down my throat? And who do you think I am?” I grabbed hold of her hair and pulled it back to expose her sleek neck to me. I swiftly turned her around and pinned her against the wall. I put my hand on her throat squeezing just a little as I moved my face close to her looking straight into her eyes. “You are my queen.” I moved my hand down over her wet panties. She swooned at the sound of my seductive whispers. “You are my dirty little slut.” I whispered into her ear as I slid her panty to the side exposing her wet cunt to my exploring fingers. “You are everything I ever wanted.” I slowly pushed my finger up her wet cunt. “And I am the guy who is going to fuck you like you deserve,” I said as I bent down on her like the queen she was. I lifted her leg up to expose her cunt to me and started kissing her cunt. I could taste the juices of her desire. “Fuck” she said as she started to moan. I continued licking her cunt as I slowly increased the pressure and speed of my tongue. I was circling on the top of her cunt as I nibbled on her clit. I pulled her panties down swiftly as I started eating her cunt aggressively. Her moans kept increasing as she wrapped her leg around my shoulder and grabbed my hair. “That’s so good, Arjun. Fuck you are amazing. Fuck I am going to cum. Fuck.” I continued licking her cunt, pushing her towards an orgasm. I felt her body shiver as she grabbed my hand and left out a loud moan, “Fuck Arjun! Ah; that was so good. Your tongue is unbelievable.” “Just until you see the rest of me, babe.” I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around me. I carried her toward the  bed, kissing her passionately. I softly dropped her onto the bed as our tongues continued to tangle with each other’s. We continued kissing as I moved my hands all over her body. I couldn’t get enough of her amazing curves. I started massaging her boobs as I unbuttoned her skirt. I got up and gently pulled her skirt down kissing the soft inners of her thighs. I slowly pulled up her top, kissing her body as I continued. As I moved her top over her shoulders and her face, I put it on her eyes. I slowly wrapped it from the back and blindfolded her eyes. “I want you to feel this one I said as I started kissing her boobs. She was wearing a white bra. It was a functional bra that told me she wasn’t expecting it to be removed by someone else tonight. I started caressing one boob as I slowly bit the other one. She raised her back indicating for me to free her of the bra. I reached my hand behind her back as I unclasped her bra and took it off swiftly. I couldn’t believe the sight I was witnessing. This amazing, petite, sexy, mature woman who is used to riding everyone in the office everyday, is lying naked with her eyes tied, waiting for my cock inside. My cock was hard & throbbing. I couldn’t remember the last time I was so hard. She too was waiting to feel my cock inside her. I went on to give her a long passionate kiss. As I broke the kiss, she left her mouth open wanting for more. I pushed my cock into her mouth one more time wanting to get it wet. She wasn’t anticipating it, but she enjoyed it. I held her hands as I thrusted my cock down her mouth until she couldn’t take it anymore. I pulled out my wet cock from her mouth as she let out another big gasp. "You motherfucker! Stop teasing me and fuck me already.” I did not want to make her wait any longer. So I positioned myself in between her legs, then I slowly pushed my tip inside her warm wet cunt. “Ah!” she let out a moan. Her cunt was incredibly tight for a woman her age. My cock could feel she wasn’t lying about not having been stretched out for a long time. I had no intention of being gentle on her. This was the woman who had given the whole office a hard time; and although I sympathized her, having my way with her turned me on even more. My manly self-confidence was having a ‘Christmas morning’. I pushed my cock all the way in, through her resistance as she cried out loud, “Ah fuck you, Arjun. Fuck you are big. Go slow Arjun! It’s too big.” I had no intention of going easy on her. I started thrusting my cock into her as deep as I could. Even though her cunt was wet I could still feel how tight it was. She was trying to hold the headboard of the bed as she continued screaming in ecstasy, “Fuck Arjun! Fuck, go slow! Fuck that’s big,” I pulled her legs up over my shoulders as got to my knees, which were astride her hips. Then I started fucking her harder & deeper. I continued fucking her in that position, holding both her boobs; squeezing them as she continued to moan loudly. After a few minutes I turned her over on her stomach with the blindfold still on her. I pulled her ass up so she had her knees under her. I positioned her ass cheeks in front of my crotch as I started fucking her cunt in doggy position. I grabbed her magnificent ass-cheeks as I fucked her cunt from the back. Her ass looked even better than what I had imagined. I grabbed her bubble ass as I fucked her hard from the back. I spanked her, not knowing how she would react. “Harder,” she responded. I continued spanking her hard as I continued fucking her hard, holding her waist with the other hand. I grabbed her hair. She tried to get my hands off. I grabbed her and pulled her up on all fours, toward me, grabbing her neck in a soft choke as I continued fucking her. My left hand was on her throat as my right hand reached around to rub her clit as I continued fucking her. She was closing in on her second orgasm. I pushed her face back down against the bed as her orgasm burst. “Oh fuck, I am cumming again. Fuck! Fuck ah, fuck god, ah,” she screamed with her voiced muffled against the bed as she came again. She separated herself from me, rolled over, and started kissing me violently. She pulled me over & down on the bed as she removed the blindfold from her eyes. She got on top of me, “Now let me show you what I got,” she said as she positioned my cock over her cunt and pushed herself down on my cock. I could see her cunt swallow my cock, whole. I coaxed her on, saying; “Grind on my dick.“ "It’s been a very long time since I got on top of someone,” she said as she was awkward trying to ride me. I didn’t mind the clumsiness. The view of her 34 c breasts dangling in front of me as she ravished my cock was too much for me as it was. But very quickly she got in the rhythm. She started riding my cock like a cowgirl, resting her hands my stomach. She couldn’t keep her eyes open as she started closing in on another orgasm. Her wet vagina was tormenting my cock. I knew I was close to cumming now. “Sonia, you are amazing! I am going to cum! I am going to cum,” I said desperately “Cum inside me. I don’t give a shit! Just cum inside me. I want to feel your hot cum inside me, blast me hard!” she said as started riding me faster. She continued riding me harder as both of us came together into a heavenly orgasm. I shot my load up her vagina, “Ah fuck, Sonia! Ah” I felt 5 shots go up her vagina as she collapsed on me. She laid on top of me as both our pounding chests were pushing against each other. After a few moments she dropped down to the side of me, in my arm. She was still breathing very loudly. We laid there silently for a few moments. “Does this feel wrong to you?” she asked. “I couldn’t think about anything tonight.” I said. She laughed out a bit and said, “Well, now that you have blood flowing back into your brain?” “Maybe this was wrong. I had never thought I would be here with you tonight. Or, ever.” I admitted. “Maybe that why it was so hot.” She said as she gave me a long kiss and rested her tits on my chest. We both promptly fell asleep. I got up first, the next morning, as I thought of a sweet way to wake her up. We had sex 3 times more, that Sunday. We had a pretty routine week in Orlando, where she was back to her usual tyranny of the team; and then evenings in my hotel room, she would bow down all of my whims. She loved to be dominated at night as much as she loved to dominate in the day. We fucked like we were a couple of teenagers on a weekend trip in a mountain cabin for the whole week; and stayed extra on the following weekend. After a few days I even fucked her ass. For as long as she hadn’t had sex, she seemed much more experienced than me when it came to anal adventures. The following Monday we went back to our respective offices and continued our regular work, never really talking about it. This went on for a few more months until word got around the office about our hookups, so she decided to end it. By wolvie19 for Literotica