Shartan:
During lunch I enjoyed not only good food but the company of my most beautiful secretary - Amrita Rao. There is only one thing better than a gorgeous, young, beautiful girl, and that's a gorgeous, young, beautiful girl who considers it her duty to please you in every way!
Not only did Amrita serve me like an expert waitress-cum-maid during the lunch, after I had eaten, she gave me another one of her mind-boggling blowjobs. Man, that was some lunch!
When she had gone back to her office, I picked up the phone and called the solicitor's number who had selected me for this role. Just because I had a sumptuous office and beautiful girls were throwing themselves at me, I was not stupid enough to think that it was because of my charming personality! It was true that I had always gotten more than my fair share of pussy in college and even at work but this many, this quickly?
It was a reasonable assumption that after I had worked here a few weeks, I could seduce any of the hotties who were on the staff and most likely more than one would have come under me. But here it was like a buffet of amazingly hot girls, I just had to point which one I wanted and she would spread her legs for me!
No, there was definitely something going on here. Something that these girls knew and I didn't! And come to think of it, how bizarre was it that all the high-ranking positions were filled by beautiful women who could have been models in their own right? All but one, that is. My position was male. And I knew that my predecessor had been male too.
So, one male boss, surrounded by a bevy of beautiful women who were ready to bend over for him at his whim. And you don't think there's anything wrong with this picture? What is this, a porn movie?
I rang solicitor Desai but didn't get through, always to his voicemail. I really wanted to talk to him. I felt like he had the key to the puzzle.
I was still holding the receiver when Malaika entered. And for the moment, I forgot about everything else.
Malaika:
As I smoothed my dress over my curves I smiled. Since I saw the boss in the morning, I had changed into another dress. This one was yellow, very tight, and very short. I have full boobs and the dress accentuated them beautifully and stopped just short of exposing my nipples.
The morning introductions were just to meet and say hello, but this meeting that I was about to have with the new boss was all about starting the relationship right. I had to let him know that I was available to him and encourage him to do me right there.
A gown like the one I had worn in the morning is great for showing off a woman's curves. The slits in that gown were trademark weapons to grab a man's attention as the flash of bare skin peeks through the cloth.
But now, right now was time for action. I needed a dress that showed off my curves but also gave him access to me, all of me. A tube dress is perfect for it. It stopped just below my ass, so my boss could enjoy the view of my long, tanned legs as well as the tight ass just barely covered by the dress.
However, the beauty of it was in the fact that when (not if) he got horny enough to fuck me, he could simply bend me over and the dress would ride up my ass, giving him complete access to my holes. And after he fucked me, I would just smooth my dress down over my ass and walk out looking innocent like a respectable married woman that I am.
I smiled again as I thought about that. The other girls think that it's a handicap for me that I have a husband. The silly idiots don't know that it takes skill to hold on to a husband for so many years. And the same skills I could use on our boss and have him eating out of my hand in a minute!
All that doesn't happen without effort though. So many of the young girls are too lazy to make the effort. I had spent a lot of time since last night to make myself ready for the new boss.
Not only had I had carefully removed all hair from my body (except from my head, of course), but I had rubbed a lot of moisturizing cream into every inch of my body. Especially between my legs. My pussy was so smooth and soft to the touch that he could rub it, finger it, lick it or fuck it, no matter how he used it, he would enjoy it immensely!
Then this morning I had spent 3 hours, taking a full, fragrant bath, rubbing cream into my body, painting my nails and toenails and several other procedures that make a woman desirable to men. I had paid special attention to my pussy, ass and boobs. I had kept several dresses in the office in my cupboard, ready to wear the one I thought would attract him most.
After changing into the indecently gorgeous dress, I had sprayed my sexy, provocative perfume in the 17 strategic spots where a man could not miss it. I had carefully brushed my hair, but left it loose over my shoulders, an open invitation for him to grab it while he was fucking me from behind.
Carefully avoiding any jewelry that could get stuck in clothes, I had taken off my wedding ring also. And I didn't plan to wear it around the office from now on. The 7" high black stilettos that I was wearing were specifically chosen to make my ass look more inviting when I walked or stood still. And I had spent a month practicing the correct walk in high heels.
So much planning goes into something that these girls think of as simple seduction. And then they wonder why it was that the last boss had fucked me first after resisting all the girls for weeks!
Putting all these thoughts aside, I flipped my hair once and entered Amrita's office. I was carrying some files just to look professional, but my intention was to have the boss in me within two minutes of entering his office.
Little did I know what the bastard had in mind!
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Shartan:
Wow! That woman had the look of an angel and the charm of a vixen! It was only this morning that I saw her and already she looked so different and so damn fuckable! Yes, that's the word - fuckable! As soon as she entered my cabin all I wanted was to press her against the wall and just fuck her raw!
You know all those jokes that a man gets only enough blood circulation to use one of his head at a time? Well, I am not that stupid. I did do a double-take when she entered and noticed her long legs in that short little dress with an instant desire to spread them. And yes I took a long minute in which I checked her out and thought about all the things I wanted to do to each part of her body..those breasts... mmmmm.
She was walking to my desk and I was inspecting her shapely, supple body, almost raping her with my eyes. But even as she got to my desk, my brain got in gear and I realized that she had very carefully prepared herself to come meet me like this. It was not possible that she didn't know the effect she was having on me right now! And she had engineered that effect with much deliberation and preparation.
Oh, I could see that she was available to me. If I wanted to fuck her, she would be very willing to spread her legs for me. And I did want to spread her legs and make her scream my name. The real question however, was who got the power in this exchange. I could fuck her and then I could control her or she would control me?
Like a gentleman I got up when she approached my desk. Then I pointed her to the chair opposite me across the desk.
That, I could see, was a surprise and a disappointment to her. But only for a moment. Then she hid it behind her smile. That moment was enough to tell me that she was hoping that I would work with her in the meeting area. A couch is a much more social setting for one, and it's easy to have sex on a big couch as compared to a desk.
Maybe, just maybe, she had heard from Lara about our 'work session' in the meeting area in which I fucked her on the couch.
Be that as it may, I saw that she was disappointed that I offered her the chair. She did sit down though and crossed her legs. Now, that big desk of mine was topped with completely transparent glass. When Malaika crossed her legs her tight minidress rode up and I could see her long legs bare, almost up to her ass. I think my mouth watered!
Reclining back in my chair, I looked down at her and started talking like a boss who really wants to work. I asked her about the criteria that was used in selecting models for the magazine. While she was answering, I could easily look at her and admire the beautiful view without seeming to stare.
Having started on that track, I started getting more ideas and my business brain got engaged.
