"It happens this way or you get the fuck out of my team!" Karan's voice thundered out of his cabin and across the office floor as Vineet, 5 years Karan's senior, stood with his head hanging down like a scolded schoolkid.
"Do it by the end of the day if you want to stay here." Karan scoffed at Vineet who retreated out of Karan's cabin.
This was way too easy. It had been 12 months since Karan had left his old job and had gotten into his dream job. But with him Karan brought a lesson from his old job. A lesson of dominance and aggression. While the quality of his work had never been in question, the way his colleague Priya had been able to push him and others around had been one of the reasons why she had dominated that office.
And over the past 12 Months as a team lead, he had aggressively hired and poached a ruthless and loyal team of subordinates to work on his projects. The result? His team was churning through successful projects at 3 times the speed as anyone on the floor. His team earned the highest bonuses, and were up for the fastest promotions, as was he. Karan walked over to his glass door and watched Vineet, his newest recruit being broken in by his team. They were a wolf pack, giving him all the help he needed, but their sarcastic jibes testing his patience and toughness, letting him know that they were watching.
His eyes moved over to Pranesh, Karan's young 22-year old protege who was chatting with Kritika, another fresher had tried out for Karan's team but failed to make a cut. Not that she hadn't given it a shot. Her height about 5"6', her gorgeous dark brown skin, and her athletic frame had been reason enough for Karan to be tempted. Add to that, her enormous, juicy breasts hugged tight by her figure hugging, see-through blouses, her ridiculously slim waist, and her beautiful, curvy ass presented by her tight office skirts had set many a dicks tingling, especially among the senior management who had scrambled over one another to take her on their teams. Aakash, an old-timer, hard-ass manager and Karan's only real rival at the company had snapped her up. Karan smiled, for that was his rival's one big weakness. Pretty girls. And she had cost him some major embarrassment in front of important clients.
As Pranesh sat in his chair, Kritika bent over the desk chatting him up with her flirtatious lips open, smiling and inviting, and her skirt straining over her gorgeous ass. This must be her invitation to Pranesh for Aakash's house party tonight. Being the attractive bachelor that Pranesh was, it was no surprise that Kritika was interested in him. Given her reputation as a cock-tease who would leave men high and dry, Karan couldn't rule out that fraternizing with Pranesh could be more of a career move for her. Suddenly, the tight silver cocktails dress she wore for an office party before came back to him. Karan felt his cock tingle again. His habit of dreaming and fantasizing about sex had subsided in the last few months. But he still dreamed about Priya night after night.
The humiliation she had meted out to him rankled him still, and no one else would give him the satisfaction. It wasn't even about her slender, sinuous body, or her gorgeous round ass. It was her smirking little pretty face that he wanted to destroy. He wanted her naked and humiliated in front of him, begging him for his dick, and he wanted to toy with her mind and feelings before fucking her brains out.
"Dreaming about Priya again?" Shreya's silky voice floated into his ears as his raving hard-on about Priya tented his trousers up. Shreya, his deputy and the most loyal subordinate stood in front of him. Her slinky, feline figure had somehow crept into his cabin without him catching it. "Yes. But not for long." Karan turned back to admire the view, as the whole office used to every day.
Shreya was a dream woman. Her taut, gym-toned legs, her firm, bubble butt, an absolutely flat tummy, and 34B firm tits, what wasn't there to admire. Her luscious dark hair cascaded down her face, covering one of her seductive eyes. Her gorgeous face staring at her mentor with the same devotion she had always had for him. "Is that why you have been stealing projects from under the firm where Priya works?" She smiled and sashayed over to the empty seat on the opposite side of his glass top table, her toned legs crossed over one another for the pleasure of his viewing. "You know me well." Her inviting eyes stared into his eyes before she bent forward, squishing her tits on Karan's glass table. "I have a good news for you. But I can give it to you only in the car. Meet me in the parking lot in 10?" She didn't need to ask Karan.
15 minutes later, the Shreya was kneeling down in the backseat of Karan's new SUV, her neat and silky black hair held gently in Karan's fist as her head bobbed up and down on his hard cock. She would suddenly increase her speed on his cock causing him to close his eyes in pleasure, only for Priya's smirking face to appear in front of him. What the fuck! The woman of his dreams was kneeling in the backseat of his car sucking his dick, and all he could think about was that stuck up bitch Priya. Even that fresher Kritika had a much hotter body than Priya, and yet he couldn't get that bitch out of his head. His fist curled up in rage.
