She said, "Hello Sir, can I come in?" while looming in at the edge of the door in her neatly laced, bright pink saree that barely covered her midriff, leaving swaths of body to be touched and played with when left to any man's imagination. She almost leaned towards the door as if she was trying to strike a sexy pose, with her breasts heaving and pressing on to the crease at the door and her saree barely covering her back and an ass that would probably make her boss to want to play with it, if he saw.
Shifting through the papers on his table, engulfed in the piles on both his sides, he barely had any time but did notice enough to want to not shift his focus 'cause he knew it would take up his time. She came up to his side and asked him if he wanted any help while picking up and sorting the papers. He did have sex with her a lot of times, but she does keep coming back to him, at least when he has a lot of work.
He remembered how she bent over the same table initially in a frock, with the dress high above her thighs and cleavage worthy of any man's touch, like a school girl who had just come of age to experience one. He remembered how busty she was and how he massaged those breasts while kissing her neck from the back, while running his hands up her short skirt. While she revelled in his touch and moved in pleasurable discomfort he took the opportunity to rid her of her top, exposing her succulent breasts to his mouth. She put a hand on his shoulder managing to give him a view of her breasts while he simultaneously slapped her hot ass and asked her if she wanted more. Any one who saw the young girl with her red lipstick and her trendy clothes that she bought to entice him, would have said she was liking it.
She thought she would lead him on while standing in high heels and a dress that barely covered her waist, while she stood so close it was almost in his face and it was working. She had just bought a new bra the day before after which her boyfriend didn't forget to bend her over right there in the dressing room where she showed him and fuck her in the ass. He slapped her ass like she expected to have it the next day with her boss, and by the time he was having maximum fun with her ass and was about to cum, he had to close her mouth to slap the ass even harder and stop her from screaming. There she was in a dressing room, right beside other men and women trying their clothes on, barely fitting in the room while bending over, being used and liking it like no other woman would admit to. Her young boobs dangled down from the body while her hot ass rose high up to his cock barely covering her cunt.
She remembered that and it got her more horny while she stood there being touched by the most powerful man she could have sex with in her life. As the dress slowly started sliding off her and she tried to keep it on afraid to show that she was liking it, he only got more determined to make her let go. While the dress lay midway neither covering her boobs nor her ass, she knew how she had become a ripe piece of meat to a horny man, one she wanted but didn't know would have so soon. She already had her one leg raised onto the table, bent over leaving open her cunt to his wildest dreams. And she knew she was in a fix.
