07:45 AM. Terrace of Angels Building.
There were 7 extremely beautiful women gathered near a big dining table, speaking in low tones. The women were all in there prime and had really sexy figures, on top of that they were dressed in really sexy, tight dresses that showed those figures to advantage.
Even though they were in the office their dresses did not indicate that. Indeed their attire would have been more suitable in a popular nightclub than in the office. The dresses were short, skin-tight and revealed a generous amount of skin.
Amrita:
Their close huddle broke as I entered the terrace through the French doors. I myself had chosen a tight white shirt and a very short tight, black miniskirt that hugged my ass very snugly. I was looking a little bit more professional than them but still maintained my sex-appeal. And I had no panties under the little skirt. I planned to stay fully accessible to my boss and if possible take him into me again today.
"Girls!" I gathered them around me "Our boss will be here in exactly 15 minutes, are you ready?"
Some of them smoothed down their short, skintight dresses, some started fixing their makeup.
Amisha asked "How did it go last night? Did he...?"
"Yes!" I announced "He took me to dinner last night then fucked me at his home. Twice."
That caused quite a murmur and they all wanted details. I quickly gave them a short but complete summary of last night's events.
"So" I finished "you know he doesn't like his women to wear panties. All of you should..."
Before my sentence finished they were taking their panties off to be accessible for the boss.
"How was he, Amrita?" asked Lara, after she put her little thong away.
"Oh, he was good." I told them honestly "His cock is on the thick and long side. But the thing is, he knows how to use it. After giving you a chance to get used to his girth, he will fuck you hard. I felt like he was claiming me to be his bitch!"
"Oh fuck!" exclaimed Preity.
"Yes, darling!" I told Preity and the rest of them "I had to spread my legs very wide to take him and even then I felt he stretched me. And I can feel my pussy sore when I walk."
Lara said "Then you are out of it until that feels better?"
I replied quickly "Not on your life, sweetie! I want him to do me right now! But I will give you girls your chance today though I'd like to be under him in the evening."
The discussion would have gone on longer if we hadn't heard the elevator come up just then.
Preity:
My heart jumped in my chest as he stepped on to the terrace. He was a very handsome man, and something about him said strength and confidence. Even though he was dressed in a business suit, he simply exuded sex appeal.
I moved forward before any of the other girls could beat me to it.
"Hello sir, I am Preity."
"Hello" he said and I felt my pussy tingle as I heard his masculine, deep voice.
"Ms. Preity Zinta , she takes care of the event management for our company, sir" Amrita added from the side.
Before he could say anything in response I stepped in and hugged him tight. He was surprised at first but then his arms went around me and he squeezed me firmly against his tall, strong frame.
"Welcome to Angels, sir!" I said and pressed my lips on his lips. Again he was surprised, but he responded after a brief delay, maybe after making sure I meant and wasn't going for his cheek. I held on there, with my fingers rubbing his nape, just at the hairline, while I sucked his lips.
I would have let him fuck my mouth with his tongue, but I think he wasn't ready for it just yet. Well, he would be. For that, and more.
As I, reluctantly, stepped back, Amrita introduced Lara.
"Ms. Lara Dutta, she's our HR manager, sir."
Lara took advantage of my opening and went for a full hug and kiss. I could see her mouth open and I think his tongue was in her mouth just as her breasts pressed again his chest. Her dress was cut deeper than mine in the back so his hands were on her bare back, and I was jealous!
I do know that Lara is a great lover, and she can make a man want to fuck her just by walking across a room. I know well that several of her admirers include married men, who would happily leave their wives if Lara would just agree to suck their dicks.
And here she was pressing her soft, supple body against our new boss in a way that I knew would be making him hard in a matter of seconds. She was moulded against his body and rubbing against him in a very inviting manner.
When they broke for breath, Amrita introduced Malaika.
"Mrs. Malaika Arora, she handles model recruitments for the magazine, sir."
Malaika was the only one today who was not in a short dress. Instead, she was in a long cocktail dress that reached her ankles. But, it was a very bold and daring design. There were two wide slits on each leg so her legs were bare right up to the thigh joint even when she was standing. The back was not there at all, even a little bit of her ass crack was visible. And still it was very tight on her, when she walked one could see her ass cheeks shaped inside the velvet material.
In front also it was cut so deep that her naval was visible, the straps were merely strings that tied behind her neck. She has great breasts and they were barely covered by this dress, both sides of each boob was easily visible, and even the nipples were poking through the thin, clingy material.
It was very obvious in that dress that Malaika was wearing neither bra, nor panties. When we had just taken our panties off to prepare ourselves for our new boss, she had nothing to take off.
The boss, probably didn't notice it but I saw that Malaika stopped a few steps back while being introduced, as far as she could without seeming impolite. When Amrita spoke her name she hesitated long enough to let the boss look at her fully then walked with the feline grace, knowing he was watching her every step.
Malaika has the sensuality that most striptease dancers would kill for. I could see the reaction of her walk on the boss, his cock was bulging in his pants already after Lara's and (I hope) my kiss with him, but seeing Malaika walk I think I saw it twitch in his pants.
Even though Malaika did the same that we had done, she was not crude about it. She stepped in close before wrapping her long, slender arms around him. She cradled his head and brought his face close then kissed him with the easy intimacy like they were close friends and lovers who had fucked many times.
I could see him react to her sensuality and her easy, intimate embrace. His hands caressed her bare back, and went smoothly to her ass. She pressed herself into him and kissed him fully, with tongues dancing together. He kneaded her ass cheeks so easily like he was about to fuck her. And I had no doubt that Malaika would be the first one of us to be impaled on our new boss's cock.
While I was jealous when Lara kissed the boss, while watching Malaika, I had no time to be jealous. Watching her seduce our boss right there in front of our eyes, I got flushed and more than a little hot. Some day I am going to ask Malaika how she does that.
Malaika:
Damn, that man could kiss! My pussy was drenched in that one kiss with him. If he had told me to lift my dress and bend over right there, I'd have done it in a heartbeat and let him pound me as much as he liked!
But it was early days for that, although one day when we were in a meeting...but it's too early to talk about that.
I was careful to walk so that my dress would not show the wet spot from my pussy which I was sure was soaking wet by now!
Amrita led him to the barbecue and introduced Shweta who was doing the cooking at the moment.
"Ms. Shweta Tiwari, she's the editor of the magazine and a great cook." Amrita said.
As Shweta kissed him, on the mouth of course, I could see Shartan's hands wandering down her back. Maybe he wanted to see how far she would go. Shweta of course kissed him fully with tongue and everything, and never stopped his hands.
Her dress was also backless like most of us, and the boss must have enjoyed the silken touch of her bare back for I could see his hands moving expertly up and down her back and once he squeezed her ass.
I sat down at the dining table as I knew he would come there sooner or later. It was sooner. Amrita brought him to the table.
"Sir, you must be hungry." she said "Please take a seat and I will bring you a plate."
"Thank you, Rita." He said, but instead of letting her go he pulled her to him and kissed her firmly on the lips. I could see the girl being surprised first but then responded wholeheartedly to him. I mean, who wouldn't!
After he claimed a full kiss, he patted her ass and let her go.
I had a plate in front of me as an excuse for being at the table though I was not eating. I wanted to keep my mouth free, for his tongue...or anything else he cared to put in there.
I knew well that this was just an introduction round but I hadn't counted on him being so tempting! I was having thoughts of him spreading me on that big table and...
"Yes, sir?" I came out of my reverie by his voice.
"I was asking if this is the whole staff?" He repeated his questions.
Just then Amisha approached the table and introduced herself.
"No, sir there are three more girls in the senior management, myself and two others, they are just mixing drinks, they will come and join us soon. My name is Amisha, sir, Amisha Patel, I head the legal department here."
"Nice to meet you, Amisha." Shartan said and let her come into his arms just like the other girls.
From where I was sitting her full, firm breasts were flattened against his chest and Amisha was kissing her with a passion that showed how ready she was for him. I think new and flustered as our boss was, even he got that signal. He kneaded her ass cheeks boldly before letting her out of his arms.
He said down on the chair next to me and Amisha sat on the other side.
Amisha:
I had chosen to wear a deep neck sky-blue halter dress today that reached just 2 inches below my ass. It was not skin tight but fit very nicely around my ass which many say is my best feature. Though it was not fully backless it was deep cut in the back below my armpits and it was very evident, as I wanted it to be, that my full, heavy tits were not trapped in any bra.