Chapter 1: Introduction
This is the first day Nisa go to work after a a week Nisa took day off for her wedding,
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As she entered office building lobby, Nisa remembered back when she started work with Mr. Anton, five years ago. Five years of hard work and learning. Nisa remembered when she started work with Mr. Anton, she was fresh out of college and very inexperienced. But Mr. Anton taught her many things and he showed her how to work and grow professionally.
Mr. Anton was always kind, patient, supportive, and understanding. Nisa found herself admiring Anton, who had been like a mentor to her over the years. Mr. Anton even helped provide funding for her wedding party , which Nisa will never forget. She appreciated his generosity deeply, but it also added a new layer of appreciation she felt for him.
"Good morning, Nisa," Mr. Anton greeted her warmly. "I hope you had a good rest during your break. We have a lot of work to get done today."
Nisa blushed, feeling a bit awkward after her wedding. "Thank you," she replied softly.
"By the way once again congratulations for your wedding, its such a great party, the ambiance, the food, everything was perfect, I really enjoy the party , thank you for inviting me there," Anton said smiling widely.
"Thank you, Sir" Nisa replied shyly. "The party wouldn't have gone smoothly if it weren't for Mr. Anton's financial support" Nisa expressed her gratitude. "I'm truly thankful for your help."
"You deserve it, Nisa," Mr. Anton smiled kindly. "You've worked tirelessly these past few months ensuring our project stays on track."
As they continued discussing work matters, Nisa couldn't help but feel an unfamiliar sensation brewing within her. It was a strange mix of nervousness and excitement, accompanied by a subtle longing for Mr. Anton's attention. She had always admired him, but something shifted since her return from her day off.
Mr. Anton was still the same person—, a charismatic, and brilliant old man, yet Nisa now found herself gazing at him more often than necessary. It felt as though a veil had lifted, unveiling a hidden desire deep within her heart.
"Oh yes Nisa, I know you still celebrating your wedding but I need you to accompany me to Bali for a business meeting, " Mr. Anton announced unexpectedly.
"Bali?" Nisa gasped, surprised by the sudden request. "Yes, I know this is just a week after your wedding but I hope don't mind joining me on this business trip." Mr. Anton said, offering her a reassuring smile. "It's only for a week, I hope this is not a problem for you and your husband"
"Of course, I understand," Nisa responded warmly . "I'd be happy to assist you on this business trip. My husband understands the importance of my role here. Besides, it would be great to see Bali again."
"That's wonderful, Nisa!" Anton exclaimed cheerfully. "Now please help me to book all the the things that we need to Bali
, okay?"Nisa nodded enthusiastically as she opened up her laptop, eager to plan their journey. As Nisa booked flights, hotels, and transportation, she couldn't help but feel a tingle of excitement wash over her. Bali held a special place in her heart; it a place that she planned to spend her honeymoon with her beloved husband next month but now she will visit it earlier with Mr. Anton as her companion. However, the thought of leaving her husband behind for a brief period filled her with sadness.
"Mr. Anton, do you have any specific requirements for our accommodations?" Nisa asked curiously.
"Well, I usually prefer a private villa with a pool," Mr. Anton revealed casually.
"I want complete privacy and relaxation."
Nisa scribbled down notes, considering her options carefully. "Alright, I think I can find us a suitable accommodation that meets your preferences. How about a secluded villa with a private pool, situated in the heart of lush greenery, yet close enough to the beach?"
"That sounds perfect, Nisa," Antons smiled approvingly. "I trust your judgment."
With a renewed sense of purpose, Nisa began searching through various online platforms, meticulously evaluating each potential option but most of the ideal villa only have one bedroom so Nisa decided to take the most idela villa with only one bedroom, she thought that is okay to share a bed with Mr. Anton because she believe that nothing will happen between them, as Mr. Anton is her respected boss. After a few hours of deliberation, Nisa finally settled on a serene villa that ticked all the boxes.
"I think I've found the perfect spot," Nisa informed Mr. Anton, handing him the laptop. "What do you think?" Anton examined the virtual tour, nodding appreciatively. "This looks amazing, Nisa. Thank you for finding such a delightful place. "But it only have one bedroom Mr. Anton, I hope you
won't mind sharing a bed with me," Nisa hesitantly suggested, her voice trembling slightly.
Mr. Anton studied her intently before responding, "Don't worry, Nisa. I understand. It's no big deal. We're both mature adults, right?"
"Yes, sir," Nisa agreed, relieved by his understanding. "We'll make sure to respect each other's space."
"Exactly," Mr. Anton assured her warmly. "I appreciate your professionalism, Nisa.
I know it must be challenging for you to leave your husband so soon after your wedding," Mr. Anton acknowledged her sacrifice.
"It's not a problem, sir. Yudi understands the importance of my work," Nisa reassured him, although her heart ached at the thought of leaving her loving husband behind.
"Good. I'm glad we understand each other," Mr. Anton clapped his hands, and Nisa knew it was time to focus on the task at hand.
The night before they depart to Bali, Nisa couldn't sleep her mind keeps on wandering, thinking what it could be like staying in a villa with Mr. Anton, she will share a bed with Mr. Anton the man she always adore besides her husband and her father. She believe Mr. Anton is a gentleman that will never try anything inappropriate with her, especially since he is her boss. Plus, she knows that Mr. Anton respects women, she saw him treat other female workers with utmost respect and care. But even though later Mr. Anton will try to seduce her, she don't think she will refuse his advance, as she already love him as much as she loves her husband. Nisa feels guilty about her feelings towards Mr. Anton, but she can't help but admire his kindness and intelligence. She thinks that perhaps giving her body and letting Mr. Anton use her for pleasure might serve as a small thanks for all he's done for her career.
As Nisa lay awake in bed, she allowed her thoughts to wander. How if Mr. Anton really want to have sex with me, should I reject or accept his offer? Nisa wondered as she stared at the ceiling in the darkness of her bedroom. In the end, she concluded that she would let Mr. Anton doing what he wants with her. If he tries to touch her inappropriately, she will let him. And if he suggests having sex, she will accept his proposal. After all, she owes him a debt of gratitude for supporting her career and providing financial assistance for her wedding.
Perhaps allowing him to use her body for pleasure would be a way to express her gratitude.
The idea of surrendering herself to Mr. Anton excited Nisa. She was intrigued by the prospect of exploring her desires with someone who had captivated her for so long. As she lay in bed, she envisioned the two of them entwined in passion, exploring uncharted territories of pleasure.
Nisa then looking to her husband who was sleeping next to her and said in her mind "honey, I am sorry, I love you so much but I owe Mr. Anton too much, I need to repay him somehow, I'm going to sleep with him and give my virginity to him, I hope you forgive me." Nisa thought that she had only been married a week and had not had time to have sex with her husband but it seem like fate wanted her to lose her virginity to another man instead. Nisa adore Mr. Anton like her second father, so she thought its okay to lose her virginity to him , as he have always been there for her ever since she start working for him.
She hoped that her husband would understand and not be angry with her decision. "I love you, Yudi," Nisa whispered under her breath, pressing her lips against his forehead. "Please forgive me for what I'm about to do. forgive me if I give him
my virginity, I know you understand I never intend to hurt you," Nisa whispered in her mind, kissing her husband's hair gently. Feeling a surge of guilt, she glanced at him one last time before closing her eyes and drifting off to sleep.
The next morning, Nisa woke up early feeling apprehensive, hopeful, and anxious all at once. Her mind swirled with conflicting emotions as she prepared for the flight to Bali. She dressed elegantly in a modest hijab, matching kaftan, and jeans, showcasing her elegance and sophistication.
Nisa checked the mirror, making sure her appearance was presentable for both professional and personal interactions. With a final glance in the mirror, she grabbed her bag and headed downstairs.
Yudi was there waiting for her, wearing a gentle smile. "Have a safe trip," he said tenderly, pulling her into a tight embrace. "I love you," he whispered into her ear.
"I love you too," Nisa replied, squeezing him tightly. "I'll be back as soon as possible.
Take care," Nisa promised, reluctantly breaking free from his embrace.
As she left for the airport, she could hear his soft footsteps trailing behind her. At the door, she turned around briefly and saw Yudi standing there, watching her leave. His gaze was steady yet filled with uncertainty, reflecting the mixed emotions she herself was experiencing. She gave him a quick wave before stepping outside, taking a deep breath and summoning courage for the uncertain journey ahead.
Upon reaching the airport, Nisa found Mr. Anton already seated in the VIP lounge, engrossed in his phone.
He looked up as Nisa approached, a broad grin spreading across his face. "Morning, Nisa! I'm glad you made it."
"Good morning, Mr. Anton," Nisa replied politely, her cheeks flushing red. "I trust you slept well."
"Quite well, actually," Anton admitted, his eyes twinkling mischievously. "Are you ready for our adventure in Bali?"
"As ready as I'll ever be," Nisa answered, a hint of nervousness creeping into her voice.
She glanced out the window, seeing the vast expanse of blue sky beyond the glass. The airplane was scheduled to take off soon, and she realized that her life was about to change forever.
Anton chuckled at her response, a knowing look in his eyes. "Well, then, let's begin this exciting journey together, shall we?" He extended his arm, inviting Nisa to join him. They walked side by side, their conversation growing quieter as they boarded the plane.
Once inside, they were escorted to a luxurious first-class cabin. They sit side by side on plush leather seats and buckle in for the flight. The aircraft roared to life, lifting them high into the air and leaving the hustle and bustle of reality beneath them.
And after few hours flight, they arrive in Bali. As they disembarked from the plane, Nisa and Anton immediately going to meet their business partner, Mr. Suharto. Their rendezvous point was at Mr. Suharto office in Denpasar
, the capital city of Bali. Nestled in the heart of this vibrant metropolis, the office was located in a modern building surrounded by a thriving community. As Nisa and Anton approached the office building, they caught sight of Mr. Suharto himself—a distinguished figure with a commanding presence.
"Ah, there you are!" Mr. Suharto greeted them warmly, extending his hand. "Welcome to Bali, Nisa and Anton.
I hope your journey was smooth," Mr. Suharto said, shaking hands with Anton and Nisa, respectively. "Let's head to my office to discuss our important collaboration."
They spent entire afternoon
discussing terms, numbers, and strategies for their upcoming project. By the end of the meeting, the partnership between Mr. Antonio and Mr. Suharto had been solidified. Nisa took detailed notes and ensured that everything was properly documented.
After the meeting, they went to a popular restaurant for dinner. The atmosphere was festive, with people laughing and enjoying their meals. The trio ordered local delicacies like fish satay, fried rice, and chicken curry. As they ate, they discussed the finer points of their agreement, along with shared experiences and anecdotes.
Then finally after a long meeting and dinner, Nisa and Anton going to the villa, its almost midnight when they reach the villa.
"ah finally after the long day, we reach bed" said Nisa as she laid down on the comfortable mattress, Nisa feels nervous but also excited, in her mind she said "This is the time where I give myself to Mr. Anton as a show of my gratitude" then Nisa go to bathroom to clean herself and change her clothes, Nisa casually changed clothes without closing the toilet door like at home, she knew Mr. Anton would definitely pay attention to her and watch her changing clothes. Nisa felt excited because she wanted to attract Mr. Anton. she wear sexy lace underwear underneath her clothings, Nisa came out from bathroom, wearing her long night dress and her hijab.
Nisa then spoke to Mr. Anton offering to give him massage "Sir, I can give you a relaxing massage to help you unwind from the busy day and relieve some stress," Nisa offered, her voice laced with warmth and concern. Mr. Anton looked at her with surprise, "A massage? That would be wonderful, Nisa."
"okay, just lay down on the bed, and if you want you can put off your shirt and pants too to make
it more relax," Nisa suggest.
Mr. Anton complied, removing his shirt and pants, revealing his aged, wrinkled skin, and potbelly. Nisa felt a strange sensation sweep over her. Her initial attraction to this man seemed absurd, but she reminded herself of her objective—to offer her body as a token of gratitude.
Moving closer to Mr. Anton, Nisa began massaging his shoulders, kneading the knots that gradually loosened beneath her fingers. As she continued to apply pressure, Mr. Anton let out a sigh of relief.
"That feels fantastic, Nisa. Keep going if you don't mind."
Nisa nodded, her fingers continuing to glide over his muscles. "Of course, Mr. Anton. I'm more than happy to help you relax."
As her hands moved lower, Nisa noticed the weight of the moment. She could feel the palpable tension between them, a silent dance of desire and apprehension. Nisa paused, her heart pounding with anticipation. "Mr. Anton, may I ask you something?"
"Of course, Nisa.
What would you like to ask?" Mr. Anton's voice was calm and assured, a stark contrast to the growing tension between them.
Nisa hesitated for a moment, her pulse throbbing in her throat. "Well, it's just… I've been meaning to tell you how grateful I am for everything you've done for me," she said, her voice faltering slightly. "Your guidance, your support, and the opportunity you provided for my wedding.
.. I'm eternally grateful," Nisa continued, her voice quivering emotionally. "So, I want to express my gratitude in a way that I believe is appropriate."
"now turn your body around" asked Nisa to Mr. Anton , who obediently flipped onto his shoulder, Mr. Anto surprised that Nisa was already undressed herself, now in front of her face, Nisa only wearing her hijab and her underwear "Mr. Anton
, you did so much for me, I don't know how to thank you properly" Nisa said, her voice quivering slightly. "I've admired you for so long, and I've been thinking about this for a while. I want to show my gratitude by offering you my body."
Anto felt a jolt of shock coursing through him. He knew that Nisa was married, but he couldn't deny the magnetic pull she exerted on him. Over the years, he had come to appreciate her dedication, beauty, and intelligence.
But hearing the words "Offer you my body" coming from Nisa's mouth, he couldn't believe that his dreams were becoming a reality. He swallowed hard, trying to compose himself. "Nisa, are you sure?" Mr. Anton managed to croak out, his voice barely audible.
"Yes, Mr. Anton," Nisa responded firmly, her gaze locked on his. "I've been wanting to express my gratitude, and I believe this is the best way for me to do so."
"I don't know what to say, Nisa," Mr. Anton stammered, his voice betraying the emotions churning within him. "Do you think I'm beautiful Mr. Anton?" Nisa questioned, her tone earnest and determined. Mr. Anton gazing to Nisa that now sitting in front of him in this bed almost naked, only wearing her hijab and laces underwear
, exposing her curvy body to Mr. Anton. "To answer your question, Nisa," Mr. Anton spoke softly, his voice quavering with emotion. "You, my dear, are breathtakingly beautiful."
Nisa felt a surge of confidence course through her veins as she heard those beautiful words. "Thank you, Mr. Anton," she murmured, her eyes shining with gratitude. "Now please take me . I'm yours."
As Nisa move closer and sit on his lap, Mr. Anton couldn't resist staring at her delicate frame covered only by her hijab and lace underwear. She appeared utterly radiant, her sensual movements sending waves of desire rippling through him. Nisa took the initiative, she lowered herself to kiss Mr. Anton
and tasted the familiar flavor of cigarettes on his lips. The kiss was passionate, fueled by the burning desire that had been simmering for so long. Their tongues intertwined, dancing in rhythmic harmony, as if guided by an innate understanding of their connection.
"Please, Mr. Anton," Nisa implored, her voice husky with lust. "I want to show you how much I appreciate all you've done for me."
Mr. Anton gazed into her eyes, the fire igniting within him.
He couldn't believe that this gorgeous, talented young woman was offering herself to him. He wanted to rip her clothing off and explore every inch of her body, so he
pulled her close, their bodies pressed firmly against each other. He kissed her fiercely, tasting the sweetness of her lips and running his hands over her silken skin. As he trailed his fingers down her spine, she moaned softly, arching her back in anticipation.
They kissed so passionately, Nisa was on top Mr. Anton that still laying on the bed
, their tongues entwining and exploring each other's mouths as if in search of hidden treasures. The intensity of their kiss reflected the depth of their longing for one another. Mr. Anton ran his hands over Nisa's back, tracing every curve and contour of her body through her thin clothing. He could feel her heat, her scent intoxicating him.
"Oh, yes, Mr. Anton," Nisa moaned breathlessly, her hips swaying seductively.
"Make love to me."
Mr. Anton felt an overwhelming rush of power surging through him. He lifted Nisa effortlessly, placing her on the king-sized bed. As he stood over her, admiring her voluptuous curves, his heart raced with anticipation. He knew that tonight would be unforgettable.
"Tell me how bad you want it, Nisa," Mr. Anton demanded, his voice low and commanding.
"I want you, Mr. Anton," Nisa whimpered, her eyes filled with lust.
"I want you to claim me, to possess me completely. To make me yours." say Nisa as she grinding her hips on top of Mr. Anton
, "please make me yours tonight," she pleaded, her voice barely above a whisper.
"I want nothing more than to be yours, Nisa," Mr. Anton groaned, his hands caressing her thighs.
"and you now what Mr. Anton? I'm still virgin, my husband and I haven't done anything yet" Nisa confessed, her voice wavering slightly. "I want to give my virginity to you, Mr. Anton" Nisa whisper to Mr. Anto seductively while keep grinding her hips on top of him
. "You're the only person I want to lose my virginity to."
Mr. Anton gazed down at the mesmerizing young woman lying on top him, her dark eyes sparkling with desire. He cupped her cheek, his thumb stroking her velvety skin. "I won't lie to you, Nisa," he said quietly, his voice heavy with emotion. "I've fantasized about you countless times."
Nisa's breath hitched at his confession, her heart pounding wildly in her chest.
"Mr. Anton," she gasped, her voice hoarse with longing. "I want you to be my first."
With a smoldering intensity, Mr. Anton pulled Nisa onto his lap, their bodies pressed tightly together. He slid his hands up her sides, cupping her breasts through her sheer blouse. Nisa arched her back, moaning softly as his thumbs brushed against her sensitive nipples.
"Nisa," Mr. Anton growled, his voice thick with hunger.
"Your body belongs to me now, Nisa."
His hands roamed freely over her, exploring every curve and hollow of her flesh. Nisa shivered with anticipation, her heart racing with excitement. As his fingers traced her contours, she could feel her arousal mounting, her juices pooling between her legs.
"Mr. Anton," she gasped, her voice hoarse with lust. "I need you inside me. Now."
He wasted no time, quickly stripping her bare, reveling in the sight of her perfect form.
Her slender body, adorned with only her hijab, revealed the essence of femininity that captivated him. Nisa squirmed beneath him, her body arching and trembling with anticipation.
"Mr. Anton," she breathed, her voice a soft plea. "Please."
Her request ignited his desire, driving him to action. He positioned himself between her legs, his erection throbbing impatiently. Nisa spread her legs wide, her knees bent and eager to receive him. She placed her hands on his waist, guiding him towards her entrance.
Nisa felt his large head pressing against her, stretching her inner walls. A wave of discomfort washed over her, but she steeled herself, willing to endure any pain for his sake.
"Are you ready, Nisa?" Mr. Anton asked, his voice hushed. She nodded, bracing herself for the inevitable intrusion.
He pushed in slowly, his cock sliding deeper into her body. Nisa cried out, her nails digging into his skin. Each thrust sent a jolt of pain through her, but she clung to him, refusing to surrender.
She knew that the pain would subside, replaced by pleasure that would consume her. Mr. Anton's experience showed as he expertly navigated her body, finding the right angle to ease her discomfort. His strokes became smoother, faster, and harder, filling her with a sense of fullness and satisfaction.
"Nisa," he murmured, his voice hushed with concentration. "I want all of you."
She responded to his command, wrapping her legs around his waist and pulling him deeper inside her.
The initial discomfort subsided, replaced by a growing sense of pleasure. Each thrust drove him further into her, their bodies melding together seamlessly. Mr. Anton could feel Nisa's wetness surrounding him, her inner walls clamping down on his shaft. The sensation was exquisite, surpassing all expectations.
"Feel good?" he asked, his voice strained with effort.
"Yes, Sir," Nisa replied, her voice breathy and ragged.
"I want all of you, too."
Mr. Anton's eyes darkened with lust, his grip tightening around her. Nisa could feel him swelling inside her, his member throbbing with renewed vigor. Each time he plunged into her depths, the sensation grew stronger, until she was consumed by a fiery desire that burned hotter with each passing moment.
"That's it, Nisa," Mr. Anton growled, his voice low and heated. "Let go. Let yourself be taken."
Nisa writhed beneath him, her moans echoing through the room. Finally this is her first sex ever, the first cock
inside her pussy. And it was his, Mr. Anton. She felt overwhelmed by the sensations that enveloped her, a mixture of pain and pleasure that seemed to intensify with each passing moment.
"Nisa," Mr. Anton rasped, his voice strained with desire. "You're mine now."
"Yes, Mr. Anton," Nisa gasped, her eyes locked on his. "I'm yours."
He thrust deeper into her, his cock throbbing with each stroke. Nisa's pussy tightened around him, clamping down on his shaft.
Nisa closed her eyes and imagining her husband face and she says in her mind "I'm sorry
yudi, but i really want this, i want him to fuck me and make me his mistress" then nisa opened her eyes again looking at Anton, she say "i want u to fuck me hard mr.ant
ón, fuck me like you've never fucked anyone else before!"
Anton looked into Nisa's eyes, the intensity of her request striking him deeply. He knew that he had to satisfy her deepest desires, regardless of the consequences. He leaned forward, kissing her passionately. "Nisa, I promise I will make you scream with pleasure," he whispered in her ear.
Their bodies moved in unison, driven by an insatiable hunger for release. Nisa's moans echoed through the room, each cry amplified by the darkness that enveloped them.
Mr. Anton's thrusts grew faster and more forceful, his cock pulsating inside her as if seeking permission to enter her deepest recesses.
"Harder, Mr. Anton," Nisa gasped, her voice strained. "Fuck me harder."
His eyes narrowed, his expression turning fierce and determined. He gripped her hips tightly, his movements relentless and unyielding. Their bodies slapped together, creating a symphony of sounds that reverberated through the space.
"Nisa," Mr. Anton growled, his voice hoarse with desire.