[I am publishing Man of Power as books now. This text is from Man of Power book 3, that's why the chapter numbers in the story are different from the title of the story. So far, Man of Power series has 8 books. I will continue posting them here like this a few chapters at a time.]
Chapter 33 -- Raj Joins the Client Meeting
"Sir?" Huma looked at Raj "Ma'am has messaged that you may go in now." She relayed the message that Shilpa had sent on the inter-office chat app.
"Oh, thank you." Raj got up. In the last few minutes of silence, Raj's erection had gone down. It wasn't big to start with but now nothing showed in his pants as he got up and walked to the door of his wife's private cabin.
Huma wondered if she should take the chance to go to the toilet to discard her panties and wipe her pussy. But if Vikas came out and went in that time, she would be kicking herself for weeks. She looked down between her legs. Her panties were so soaked that they were wetting her chair. Thankfully, the dress had ridden up when she sat so there was no wet patch on it. When Raj opened the door and walked in, Huma saw that Vikas was sitting in a visitor chair. Huma estimated that she had about two minutes. She picked up her purse and quickly walked to the private bathroom that her boss had allowed her to use. It was within the office suite.
Raj was uncertain how to approach the situation, but Shilpa was quite at ease. She came out from her seat and hugged him. "Hi baby!" She kissed him on the lips. Raj got a weird taste from her lips. And he was very sure she smelled of cum. In fact, the whole office smelled strongly of sex and cum.
Ignoring the smells with an effort, Raj smiled and hugged his wife. Damn, she looked amazing in that dress. She looked hot in any dress, in fact. Raj watched her tight ass in the thin dress as she walked back to her seat.
"You know Mr. Malhotra, of course." Shilpa indicated Vikas with a gesture.
"Of course, of course." Raj stepped over to him and shook hands "Hello Mr. Malhotra, nice to see you again."
"Please call me Vikas." Vikas smiled as he shook hands.
Raj sat down in the chair next to Vikas.
"Baby, Vikas is expanding his business and we have been talking some terms about how we can help him in crewing for the growing number of projects."
"That is fantastic. I am happy that our collaboration grows, Mr. Malhotra, I mean Vikas."
"Me too, Raj, but it depends on if your wife cooperates."
"Oh, is she not?" Raj asked.
"He is talking about the new terms, honey." Shilpa looked at Raj, then said to Vikas "I will send you those estimates, Sir, and we can have another meeting next week. I know you like to drive a hard bargain but I can assure you that I will cooperate. Me, my company and my staff is at your disposal. We want to keep you happy."
"Well, that reassures me some, but I do want to see the figures. Please send me those and let's have another meeting next week."
"I will get my secretary to talk to your girl." Shilpa said.
"Make sure you allow enough time for that meeting, today's demo was ok, but next time...well, as you said, I will drive a hard bargain and you might find yourself surrendering to my demands."
Shilpa smiled "When did I say no to your demands, Sir? As I said, it is our endeavour to please you."
Raj wasn't sure if they were talking in such double entendres or his mind was dirty but all he could get was that Vikas was telling his wife he would fuck her again and harder next week. She was agreeing in front of him. Raj squirmed in his seat.
Chapter 34 -- Huma Uses the Copy Machine
Huma straightened up in her seat as Vikas came out of Shilpa's office and walked directly towards her desk. She had gone to the toilet and discarded her soaked panties. She had also wiped her pussy and thighs which were soaked in pussy juices. But while she was sitting there waiting for him to come out, Huma had become wet again. This time there were no panties in the way to soak up the juices if she started leaking.
"Either I am hungry because it's lunch time or you look really delicious today." He said as he stopped in front of her.
She flushed and managed to say "Thank you, Sir. You are very sweet."
He placed a hand on her desk and leaned in closer "And you, my dear Huma, look very spicy."
Getting bolder by his approach, Huma leaned in as well "Can you handle the spicy, Sir?"
"We can't say without tasting, can we?" Vikas let her see that she was checking her out. His eyes lingered on her big boobs in the deeply off-shoulders, red minidress, then moved back up to her eyes.
"Are you the kind who can taste and put it back?" Huma squeezed her boobs together by moving her arms, offering them up for his inspection.
"Better to inspect the dish before you sink your teeth into it."
"You are welcome to inspect as much as you like, Sir, or have a taste." Huma smiled, hoping he was getting that she was not just flirting but was actually available for him.
"Why don't you do me a favour, darling," He picked up a random paper from her desk and handed it to her "make a copy of this for me, will you?"
Huma took the paper, it was next week's cafeteria menu that had come for Shilpa's approval. Vikas would have absolutely no use for it. But Huma knew what he was asking. She walked around her desk and went to the copy machine in the corner. The large printer copier was only for use by Shilpa's office and since she didn't have a huge amount of copying to do, the machine usually just sat idle in a corner, turned on but not in use. Kind of like herself, Huma thought as she approached it.
She put the paper in the copier and bent over low to get the blank paper from the bottom tray even though that was not suitable for this paper. But she bent over low, keeping her legs open wide and her knees locked. Vikas stood a few feet behind her and watched. She looked damn hot in the tight dress. The totally unofficial high heels, her long, thick, legs bare to the thighs and the thin dress stretched taut across her tight butt. The high heels were pushing her ass back and up, Huma made sure to stay bent over longer than necessary so Vikas could get a good look. He had never done this kind of thing with her before and it was making Huma incredibly hot as this flirting moved into uncharted territory. The short dress was riding up her thighs and she was not sure if it was still covering her pussy.
Even if the dress were flashing her bare pussy as Vikas, Huma would not mind. Even if he were to step closer and jam his cock into her cunt, she would simply grab the paper tray and hold on while he fucked her. That thought was making her already wet pussy even hotter and wetter. Huma stood up and did the copy. She took the original and copy out and left them on the machine. She and Vikas both didn't have any use for them.
"I think I will need one more copy, darling." Vikas said.
"Yes, Sir." Huma turned again and repeated the procedure. This time though she was sure that her pussy was leaking on her thighs and that her dress was not covering her pantyless pussy. She kept her legs open wide and let him have a full look before standing up again to do the copy.
Vikas stepped closer before she could turn. Huma took out the original and the copy. She placed them on top of the machine and stood there, with her hands on the machine. As Vikas stepped even closer, she could feel his manly, hard body pressing lightly on her body from behind. His breath was hot on her bare back and Huma was afraid she might start moaning any moment. He slipped his arm around her midriff and pressed her back into him, his hand resting on her belly, just below her breasts. Huma shamelessly pressed her ass back into his crotch and let him take the lead on whatever he wanted to do to her.
