To begin with, Naima is twenty-five years old and got married to her husband Adeeb about two months ago. Recently, Naima returned back from the UK to India after completing her Master's and was eagerly searching for jobs.

Since getting hitched, she hasn't been able to spend much time with her husband (Adeeb), as he left for Canada two days after the wedding and wouldn't be back for the next year. Considering this situation, it was tough for the newly married Naima, who was able to spend only one night with her beloved, where the couple lost their virginity to each other.

Being the first time for two inexperienced people, it was rather a matter of going through the motions than actual satisfaction for our heroine. After the departure of her husband, she has been looking for jobs to continue her career, as well as to keep herself busy.

Naima was a Muslim girl coming from a very conservative background (explains why she saved her virginity till marriage). Naima had a fair skin complexion and a height of 5 feet 4, along with body measurements of 34-30-34 (C-cup). She was of Indian origin and loved to wear the cultural Salwar Kameez and Saree.

One day while chatting with her friends online, she stumbled across a job posting about a position which is related to the line she desired to work on. Having come across such positions in so many companies, she didn't give much thought and mailed her résumé to them.

A few days later, Naima received a call from an unknown number on her cell phone, which she picked. "Hi, I am Ashraf calling from the HR department of Jalal & Co. am I speaking with Ms. Naima?"

Excited, she replied, "Yes, this is Naima speaking!"

"I believe you have sent us a resume for the position of Manager at our firm a few days back - am I right?" asked Ashraf. "Yes, Sir, I did," replied the girl hurriedly.

"Great! You have been chosen as a potential candidate for the position of Manager at our company. Therefore, you are requested to attend an interview session with the Managing Director tomorrow at 11 AM," said Ashraf.

"Wow, I would definitely be there. Can I get the address of your office?" enquired Naima. "Sure, please note down. It is..." said Ashraf. After some closing pleasantries, the conversation was over, leaving behind an excited girl waiting for her interview.

The next day, sharp at 11 AM, Naima was present at the office of Jalal & Co. and was sitting outside the HR department. Right on cue, a young man got out and came to her and introduced himself as Ashraf. After some common pleasantries, the youth directed her towards the way to the office of the Managing Director. Slowly, the HR person knocked on the door and a voice came from inside, asking them to come in.

The room was spacious, with a set of three-seater sofa on the right, and a couch chair on the left. In the background, there was a large painting of some unknown artist. A few paces in front of the painting, sat a middle-aged man, probably in his mid-forties, in front of a big table. Ashraf introduced Naima to the man as the candidate for the Manager role, and wished Naima good luck for her interview and went out of the room.

The MD introduced himself as Mr. Jalil and asked Naima to sit down. The interview started with some basic talks such as education and prior experiences, and slowly moved towards the position in question. Almost everything matched with the type of job Naima sought for and was happily acknowledging the duties. Suddenly, the conversation hit a bump when the MD mentioned that the job would require her to travel to various countries, and meet and work with clients. This caused a little confusion within Naima, as she was unsure if she could do this. Also, before making such a big decision, she needed to consult with her family, especially her husband. Naima told Mr. Jalil that she will consider the offer and will get back to them.

That night, Naima called her husband over in Canada and explained the pros and cons of the situation and was finally able to make Adeeb agree to her joining Jalal & Co.

The next day, Naima called up Ashraf in the HR department and confirmed that she would take the job. Ashraf was quite happy with the affirmation and told her to begin work from the upcoming week.

Dressed in fashionable Salwar Kameez, Naima went for work. She was happy to meet up with new colleagues and took pointers on the culture of the organization. One of her female colleagues remarked, "You are one lucky girl to be able to travel various countries, while we are stuck in a desk job. Use your opportunity well, dear."

While she was breaking ice with her new colleagues, Mr. Jalil was passing by and welcomed her and asked her to come to his office. Once inside, professionalism kicked in and Naima was notified of the tasks that were expected of her. She listened carefully and noted down in her small notepad all the instructions.

Over the course of a month, she worked very hard and got herself on the good books of her MD. She delivered flawless works under the designated timeline. In no time, all her colleagues were referring to her as the "beauty with brains."

One afternoon, she got a call in her intercom from the MD who asked her to come to his office. Feeling the urgency, she hurriedly went to his office. Once there, she was asked to sit down, while Mr. Jalil described to her the first international assignment, which would require them to travel to Vietnam, where they would meet with their clients from Germany.

During the conversation, Mr. Jalil told her that they were the second most important clients of the firm and required them to agree on three matters, which would ensure business for the next two years with these clients. This was indispensable for the profitable survival of the firm. This scared Naima, as she asked shakily, "How am I going to make them agree on all three matters - and this is my first international deal?"

"You don't need to worry, Naima. I will accompany you on this business trip. It will be my responsibility to make them agree on two of them, while for the main one - I am counting on you," Mr. Jalil said. He further added to fuel her butterflies. "Don't make me regret my judgment on selecting a competent Manager for the firm."

Throughout the next week, both Naima and Mr. Jalil worked on the presentation of the three points and were confident with their works before travelling to Vietnam. On the day of her flight, she talked with her husband who gave her confidence who gave her all the confidence for her first business trip. She boarded the plane and travelled in the business class for the first time in her life.

Once arriving in Vietnam, Mr. Jalil and Naima were received in a luxury car, courtesy of their German client. Naima felt that she was in heaven. After arriving in her hotel, she was amazed by her room and couldn't wait to explore the offerings. However, as their meeting was scheduled in half an hour, she had to rush.

She got dressed in a nice green top and jeans, as the meeting required semi-formal attire. Once she arrived at the meeting room, she realized that Mr. Jalil had already arrived. Also, present in the room was a Caucasian woman and man in their 40s. They introduced themselves as Jacob and Daphne, while Mr. Jalil introduced Naima, the new Manager at Jalal & Co. Both Jacob and Daphne were representatives of the client in Germany. It was the responsibility of Mr. Jalil and Naima and to get votes of both these two individuals on all the matters.

The meeting commenced with Mr. Jalil explaining the ones he was supposed to present. The presentation went over for the course of an hour and half, and Naima noticed that the two duos had affirmation written over their face. Once the presentation was completed, Jacob and Daphne both decided to go with Mr. Jalil's proposal, to the delight of Naima. Lunch break was called and all of them headed for the in-hotel restaurant.

With two down and the important one to go, it was time for Naima to step on the stage. Nervous, Naima started shakily but got back on the horse and breezed past the presentation. The looks of the Germans were neutral, which didn't take her down, as she continued with her presentation.

After about an hour and half, it was time for the main verdict.

None of them were convinced with the proposal. Jacob pointed out some errors and told her that he was unhappy, much to the dismay of Naima. Mr. Jalil stepped in to her defense and told her that they would work on the existing proposal and come up with a better one. The meeting was dismissed.

After the Germans left the room, Mr. Jalil, with a disappointed look, told her that she had failed. He gave her some directions on how to fix the proposal and asked her to complete and show it at night before going out of the room, leaving Naima to cry all by herself.

She returned to her room and started to work on the proposal, which ended around 8 PM. Prior to going to the MD's suite; she took a bath and wore fresh Salwar Kameez of light orange tops and orange pajamas and dupatta (a cloth to hide the breasts of an Indian woman).

Once she was outside MD's room, she tentatively knocked on the door. Mr. Jalil opened the door, wearing a simple T-shirt and jeans. She entered the room and was asked to sit on the desk. She opened her laptop and explained the changes to the previous proposal. The MD patiently listened and told her that he would call Jacob up and tell him over the phone. Mr. Jalil gave a smile and said, "Good job, Naima. I hope Jacob agrees to it." This made Naima hopeful, as she waited excitedly.

Mr. Jalil went to the other room in his suite and talked with Jacob for over half an hour, before coming back. "What happened? What did Jacob say?" enquired Naima.

With a straight face, Mr. Jalil replied, "He didn't buy it!" Naima simply looked down at her feet in disappointment of her failure.

Mr. Jalil continued, "This is one of our most important deals which you have fucked up, Naima."

Naima asked, "Can Jacob give another chance? I will work all night and give all my effort to impress him with another proposal?" Naima was now desperate to fix her wrongs.

"Ok! Jacob gave me a counter proposal and it requires your agreement. If the proposal is met, Jacob will agree to the one you worked on the last few hours," said Mr. Jalil. Naima looked up in hope.

"Jacob wants to spend some time with you," said Mr. Jalil straightly.

This didn't register into Naima's mind and with confusion, she enquired, "What does he mean?"

"He wants to spend tonight with you," again Mr. Jalil said with a straight face.

Slowly, it dawned upon her, and with a face filled with shock and surprise, she replied, "But I am a married girl."

"It doesn't matter. Westerners like him don't care about such cultural norms. He wants to have sex with you tonight," said Mr. Jalil.

"I can't do that, Mr. Jalil," blurted Naima, in disbelief.

"In that case, we would be losing out on this very deal. Also, the reason for hiring you would then be pointless. If we lose this, then I cannot keep you in my firm," said Mr. Jalil with a tone of utmost professionalism.

"No, Mr. Jalil. You can't do this. You have got to save me from this," shrieked Naima, with tears running down her face. "I am sorry, Naima. This is beyond me. You have failed me and my company," declared Mr. Jalil.

"Please, can you request one more time if there is another way? Please!" asked Naima, begging.

"Jacob made it quite clear to me that there is no other way," said the emotionless MD.

Naima continued crying, with much louder sounds. Mr. Jalil let her be as he crossed to his bedroom and lit a cigarette. He could hear the crying girl from the other room as he closed his eyes to think about the proposal.

Slowly, the sobs were reducing and he heard someone enter his bedroom.

"I will do it - but no one must know," said Naima, with her head bowed low, tears in her eyes.

Mr. Jalil didn't waste a second and told Naima to sit on the bed, while he called Jacob over the phone regarding the affirmation.

Within ten minutes, the bell to the suite rang and Mr. Jalil let Jacob inside. Together they walked into the bedroom, where a shame-faced Naima was waiting.

Jacob was six feet two, who wore light beard and long blond hair like rock artists and broad shoulders, due to regular workouts at the gym. He was forty-three years of age, with a handsome face which at a glance made him seem younger to people.

"Hello Naima, how are you?" asked Jacob with a grin. Naima lifted up her face slightly, but shame couldn't make her look at Jacob. Coming from a conservative Muslim background, she was never really exposed to sex and was even clueless like her husband during their first intercourse.

"Well, Jacob, she is all yours. Hope both of you enjoy and have fun. I will be waiting in the other room," winked Mr. Jalil, as he exited the room.

Naima looked up with a face filled with humiliation, as Jacob came and sat beside her on the right. To her, Jacob was a big guy due to his height and broad shoulders. The thought of lying down with him frightened her. Also, the thought of letting a guy other than her husband touch in her intimate places humiliated her further.

Wasting no time, Jacob slid a hand around her waist and started to kiss her neck. Surprised with the sudden start, Naima gave a gasp, as the white guy kissed her. Squeezing her waist, he moved his focus from her neck to her lips. Naima tried to move her mouth away, but with the other free hand, he turned her face and kissed her right on the lips.

Only her husband has done this a few times during their night. Having a different man sucking her lips and exploring the insides of her mouth left her in shock. With no compliance from Naima, Jacob fed into her mouth more by himself and tasted her, while with his big hand he cupped her breasts over the dupatta.

This led her to move her mouth and protest when the German pulled her dupatta from her breasts. She was in Salwar Kameez only. Humiliation engulfed her as he continued his kiss and breast squeezing.

After this went on for a few minutes, Naima suddenly felt a touch on her raw skin. She immediately started protesting, "No! Not there!"

Jacob gave an evil laugh and told her, "If you don't let me touch you, how will I fuck you, bitch?"

He continued, "If I don't have it as per my wishes, you can kiss your proposal goodbye."

Hearing this, she looked down and loosed her grip over her clothes. Jacob took this opportunity to lift the Kameez (tops) from her body, leaving her in her Salwar and black bra. With both hands, Jacob squeezed her breasts as Naima reacted, "Ouch!"

He pushed her down, as she landed on her back. He then proceeded to use his fingers to trace the exposed parts of her body - from her shoulders to her bra-covered breasts (especially over the nipples - which had risen to the occasion due to touch), her round, deep navel and her waist. This gave her Goosebumps over her exposed parts.

Naima simply kept her eyes closed and prayed for it to end fast. Slowly, Jacob placed her hands below her body and unclasped the bra. With one smooth motion, he pulled it off.

Naima now had tears coming out of her eyes. She was topless in front of another man.

However, the sight to Jacob was completely different. In front of him, he saw a young Indian girl, who still had shyness dominating her thoughts, completely topless, with her 34 C-cup-sized round breasts with large light brown areolas facing up, and taut hard nipples teasing him to have a lick.

Naima gave a sudden gasp - as Jacob began licking her knobs.

"No!" But to no avail. Jacob was sucking her nipple like an express train on a mission. She tried to push him off but he was too strong. With nothing else to do, Naima simply gave up and let the German guy suck her breasts off.

When sensing minimized resistance, he sucked hard and interchanged among her nipples.

After the sucking went on for a minute or so, Naima started to feel a bit different. A new sensation was coming over her. She was beginning to like the fact that Jacob was sucking her. This disgusted her, but the action also raised her heartbeats. In no time, she realized that she was starting to like it and horrified when a moan escaped her lips.

Jacob realized it and capitalized by inserting more of her breast inside her mouth. "You seem to like it, bitch," said Jacob, looking into her eyes.

"No! Please stop," protested Naima, but her body was not listening to her, as she gave another moan after she said that. Jacob used his tongue to lick the pebble hard nipples as he looked into her eyes and gave a small bite.

"Ahhh!" Naima moaned in pain and pleasure, as Jacob continued this ordeal.

After five more minutes of sucking, Jacob stopped and pulled the Salwar down (which came off easily). Clad in front of him was a young Muslim girl in her white panties, which showed a tiny spot of dampness in the middle.

Immediately, Naima positioned her hands over her panty-covered pussy, but to no avail. Jacob grabbed both her hands and placed his hips near her pussy. He then roughly placed both her hands at her sides and told her to not move them.

When he let go of her grip, she used her hands to again cover her panty. He grabbed them roughly in anger and placed them over her head and threatened her, "Don't move them, bitch. Or else I will fuck your deal."

Without any options, she closed her eyes and kept them by her sides, allowing the man to ravage her exposed body.

Jacob grabbed both her ankles and spread them wide. He noticed the moisture in the centre of her white panty and gave a grin, "You are loving it. Your cunt is dripping, bitch."

Naima protested weakly, "No." But even she wasn't convinced with her tone. These new sensations weren't something she experienced on her first and only night with her husband.

Jacob touched the wet portion and gave it a press. He could feel moisture on his fingertips.

Without any warning, he grabbed the sides of the panties and pulled them down.

Naima was completely naked in front of this long-haired man. Instinctively, she closed her legs, but Jacob grabbed her knees and moved them aside. Naima had her shaved pussy spread wide in front of the German. She kept her eyes closed, as she surrendered to the ordeal.

Jacob licked his lips as he touched her semi-wet pussy. The touch on her clitoris sent shivers throughout her body, resulting in a moan. Seeing her reaction, Jacob continued rubbing the clit with his forefinger and thumb, as a series of violet vibrations began inside the girl.

In no time, her body started to cooperate with light movements of her hips. Sensing the situation, Jacob changed his movements to a circular motion. This caused Naima to lose herself completely as she shamelessly moaned in front of this stranger.

She could feel an orgasm building inside of her. Suddenly, Jacob stopped. So close to cumming, she wanted it to go on. However, Jacob had other ideas.

"You like it, bitch?" asked Jacob with a cruel grin. "No...no...yes. Yes!" replied Naima,

"Ask me, bitch, to lick your pussy," ordered Jacob.

"No, please don't ask me," begged Naima.

"Tell me, bitch! Beg me to lick your cunt!" intimidated Jacob.

With no option, she asked in shame, "Please lick my pussy."

Jacob spread her legs wide and buried his mouth on her exposed pussy.His tongue touching her intimate part - and she gasped and felt building up of the orgasmic sensations.

Jacob proceeded with licking the wetness and then moved towards sucking her hot pussy juices. Naima was uncontrollable. She was moaning without a care in the world and used both her hands to force the back of Jacob's head over her pussy. She wanted the penetrating tongue to insert further.

Jacob could feel her pussy walls tightening around his tongue, leaking hot warm liquid. With a huge gasp, Naima couldn't hold back anything within her and inundated Jacob with all the juices inside her -- with her body going through extreme vibrations, as she released everything inside her.

After the orgasm, Naima forgot about her whereabouts and closed her eyes and fell asleep as her body relaxed.

But the game wasn't over. The cruel German gave her a moment's rest before stripping off his clothes. When he was in his underwear, he shook the girl awake and spread her legs.

She looked in horror, as she realized the next process.

"Please stop," she begged. But Jacob stripped of his underwear and displayed his erected white cock to Naima.

When she looked at it, she felt dizzy. It was around seven-inch in length, and uncircumcised with a massively thick girth. Naima was speechless. The only cock she has seen belonged to her husband, which was probably about five inches.

She couldn't believe that this enormous beast would enter her in a few moments. The size of it scared the living daylights out of her as she pondered the pain she would experience as her pussy wasn't used to such animals.

Jacob placed the pink tip of his cock between her wet labia and took in her moisture. He slowly pulled the extra skin over the cock to reveal a pinkish head as he slowly felt around her labia.

There was complete silence as an anxious anticipation of penetration was felt by Naima.

After toying over her pussy entrance for some time, he used hard force to insert the pinkish tip into her pussy. Naima gave a painful gasp, as the tip entered her. The thickness of the tip was even greater than that of her husband, resulting in pain.

Without emotion, Jacob gave a huge shove, causing three inches of his massive cock to enter. Naima screamed in pain.

Jacob felt his cock entering a hot furnace, with her pussy walls squeezing around it. The tightness of her cunt was hindering him to maneuver smoothly. In frustration, he gave another huge push and entered a bit more.

"Get it out. Get it out!" screamed Naima in agony. To her relief, Jacob complied with her request and detached himself.

Naima gave a sigh of relief, as she noticed Jacob walking towards the door of the bedroom.

He opened the door and called, "Jalil! Come here!" In an instant, Mr. Jalil was present and entered the room.

Naima didn't have time to hide her nudity. The MD walked right in and ogled at the naked girl. Shame cascaded throughout her body has she realized her employer blatantly checking out her naked tits, and swollen pussy.

"Your whore is too tight for me. I can't get inside her. I need a solution to that," told Jacob to Mr. Jalil.

Mr. Jalil looked at Naima and gave a smile. "You can use some complementary lotion at this hotel. You can rub some on your cock and her pussy," he suggested.

"That's brilliant," appreciated Jacob. "Bring some from the bathroom."

Mr. Jalil went to the bathroom and brought a few small bottles of lotion and gave them to Jacob.

Jacob opened one and dumped the whole bottle on his hand, and massaged it all over his large cock. He then asked Mr. Jalil to put some on Naima's pussy.

"No. Please no!" protested Naima.

"Shut up, bitch! Jalil, rub the lotion on her cunt," ordered Jacob.

Jali moved towards Naima as he dumped a good chunk of the lotion on his palm (as he took in his deputy's nakedness). Having no say in the matter, Naima simply endured the shame. Mr. Jalil rubbed the lotion all over her pussy, with extra focus on her tunnel. Naima was in tears.

Mr. Jalil slowly moved away from Naima and proceeded to go, when Jacob stopped him, "You can stay if you want. You can watch me bang your bitch as she screams in joy."

To Naima's horror, Mr. Jalil accepted the invitation and placed a chair beside the bedside to have a front-row view.

Jacob got on top of Naima and spread her legs wide. The stretch was hurting her groin.

He placed his throbbing and lubricated cock on her pussy entrance. With no teasing this time, he shoved the cock in. Naima gave a huge gasp, as the whole cock slid into her like a knife over butter.

"Ahhh..." she gasped. The cock was exploring places she never had any visitor in due to the sheer size. Its thickness was stretching her pussy walls to accommodate. With a few more strong thumps from Jacob, the pussy got adjusted to the cock, causing the pain to lessen.

With the additional lubrication doing its work, Jacob kept rhythmically pumping her pussy with his hard cock and was letting out some grunts.

After the initial discomfort, Naima adjusted to the sex - and began to feel sensations, as she began to moan in pleasure.

The length of the cock helped to hit her G-spot consistently (which her husband's five-inch object couldn't reach) as involuntarily, her hips were assisting Jacob in the intercourse.

Moans of pleasure were escaping the girl as Jacob's cock caused magic inside her.

Without realizing, Naima wrapped her legs around the hips of Jacob urging him to enter even more - as lust enveloped her completely.

The sense of shame wasn't acting up - as her employer sitting and watching the show with a hard-on didn't bother her. In her mind, she was enjoying getting fucked and was starting to develop towards another orgasm.

After a couple more pushes by Jacob, Naima let go of her body and released herself onto Jacob's cock. However, the German wasn't finished. His stamina was off the charts.

Jacob relentlessly thumped her cunt hard, as Naima could sense another orgasm slowly developing within her.

Slowly, Jacob started to grunt and moan as he was ready to cum.

Realizing that, as he wasn't wearing a condom, she said hurriedly amidst all the pleasure, "Take it out. Please don't release your sperm inside of me. I don't want to become pregnant."

To her bad luck, Jacob ignored her and after one final stroke, began to release all his cum inside of Naima. Feeling the hot sperm being dumped in her was the final straw, as her body vibrated onto another violent orgasm.

After their orgasms, both of them relaxed, with Jacob resting his head on Naima's breasts. Slowly, as they recovered, Naima looked up at the ceiling in silence and dread, as it dawned upon her the things she had done. Jacob gave one final suck to both her nipples, as he slowly removed his cock from her pussy.

The cock came out with a "whoosh" noise, as a thick line of cum slid out of her pussy.

Jacob looked over at Mr. Jalil and smiled, "Your proposal has been accepted. Please email me further details on this matter." He quickly dressed and left the room.

Naima got up from bed and went to the shower. She cried for half an hour before cleaning herself and coming out limping. Without saying a word to Mr. Jalil, she got dressed and left the room.