[Chapter number here are from the book, so they won't always match the no. in the title. Check my Literotica profile for updates.]
Chapter 9 - Kajal Agarwal Gets Interviewed
Sumer was only 5 minutes late but Kajal was already waiting outside his office. He halted when he saw her. Kareena had not exaggerated about her looks. The girl was a knock-out. If she had come for an actress audition, Sumer would have taken her no questions asked.
Her beautiful oval faced was being framed by her dark hair that was loose around her shoulders. Her make up was done very well, making her look like a supermodel. The best thing was her dress. With that innocent looking face, the slutty dress was raising her sex appeal a thousand times.
The pink minidress she was wearing had a very deep neck as the dress itself tapered into two straps going over her shoulders. The pink straps actually became gold on her shoulders, and then again the dress was pink in the back, what there was of it. The dress was completely backless and cut in a U-shape on her waist, just covering her ass crack. It was skin tight around her buttocks and squeezed them visibly. It just barely covered ass and didn't try to cover her thighs.
Kajal was wearing 8" high heels in gold that had 3" high platforms. She was standing a little uneasily because she knew how ridiculously hot she looked and every guy who walked by checked her out. She had to stand carefully otherwise she would end up flashing her pussy to the public in that super short dress. As per Sumer's instructions, she was not wearing any bra or panties. Her tits were being supported by the tight dress and there was a very generous cleavage on display which made Sumer lick his lips. She was holding a file in front of her like it was her only protection.
Even as he walked closer to his office and checked her out, he could not believe his luck. This girl wanted to be his assistant director and was desperate to join the project? He made up his mind there was no way he was going to spare her. She was born to be his whore and she must learn that.
"Hi, you must be Kajal. I am Sumer." He said, walking up to her.
"Good morning, Sir." Kajal said.
"Come." Sumer unlocked the office and led her inside.
"Is...is my dress ok, Sir?" She asked as she followed him in.
Sumer decided to be aggressive and direct. He didn't have a choice. His dick was raging hard in his pants. Even Kajal would notice that. He put his laptop bag on the desk and walked to the conference area himself. He sat on the sofa, avoiding looking at Kajal.
"Come, sit." He said patting his thigh.
"Umm, on...on your..." Kajal stood awkwardly in front of him. She wasn't aware that he could look up under her short dress from that angle and see her bare pussy. She had shaved it clean as he had ordered last night.
"Kajal!" He looked up at her and said in a firm tone "Sit!"
"Yes...yes, Sir."
She slowly lowered her butt on his lap, sitting sideways, tentatively. Sumer slipped his left arm around her slender body and squeezed her closer. She mewled but didn't protest.
"My past projects." She offered him the file she was still holding.
"Put it on the table." He said.
She put it on the coffee table. He slowly rubbed her bare back and marvelled at how smooth her skin felt under his calloused hand. She shivered a little.
"Do you remember what I told you last night?" Sumer asked.
Kajal nodded.
"What did I say?" He prompted her.
"That I will belong to you if I want to join your project." Kajal said softly.
Sumer tried to remember if he had used the word "belong" last night but he was happy for it to be in the understanding. He went with it.
"And you want to join the project?"
"Yes, Sir. I really do." Kajal said earnestly.
"Then?" He prompted her again.
"I will belong to you." Kajal said submissively. Sumer liked that. He could feel his cock get really hard in his pants.
"This dress is nice." He said rubbing her bare back "Always dress like this so I have access to you."
"Yes, Sir. I will make sure you always have access to me." Kajal assured him.
Placing his right hand on her leg, he slowly caressed along her smooth, bare thigh "Did you shave as I asked?"
She blushed, but nodded "Yes, Sir. Fully smooth, no landing strip."
"Good." He nodded "Show me."
Again, her cheeks turned very red but she opened her legs. Her dress was already riding so high that her pussy easily became visible.
