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My Boss Had A Cocktail
My Boss Had A Cocktail
as Engineer for an important
construction firm, I often had to contribute
efforts with my boss on important projects
for foreign nationals. Over the months, as
our projects started being successful, my
burden of the work also increased
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[/color]My boss never really tried to grasp
what was going on, though he held piles of
valuable information on his laptop. Most of
the time, he just wanted me to keep things
running, and took credit for the good things
whether he was involved or not. On the
other hand, he is a real lady's man. One
after the other, the most attractive women
around would inevitably catch his eye and
he would then put his handsome looks to
good use. The stories of his various
sexcapade were, in fact, the worst kept
secret at our
firm.[/b][/font][/font][/size][/font][/size][/fon
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[/color]Once, gathering back up data for
one particular construction project, I
decided to secretly access his laptop and
get some of the information I needed to
complete the project in time and to pave the
way to a promotion at my job in the long
term. For several months my wife Sanjana
wanted us visit her parents. Once again the
project came at the wrong time. I therefore
proposed her to go on her own, and I
promised to join her once my presentation
was over. Since the airport was close to the
hotel where my boss and I were having an
important summing up meeting prior to the
presentation, I proposed that she
accompany me. I was pleased with the
solution.[/b][/font][/font][/size][/font][/size][
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[/color]My wife Sanjana would be of help to
keep company to my boss while I would go
to look for his laptop. He would see no
inconvenience to me bringing my wife, as I
knew he would not turn down the company
of a beautiful woman. However I chose not
tell Sanjana anything about my plan for it to
have a better chance of success. Over the
months, after a hard day's work, I often
spoke to her at great length about my job.
She was well aware of the difficulties I was
encountering, and our conversations about
my handsome womanizing boss were often
the highlight of our
evenings.[/b][/font][/font][/size][/font][/size]
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[/color]Sanjana and I reached the hotel late
on the evening. My boss had arrived half an
hour before and he came to meet us. I
introduced him to my wife and left them to
help get our suitcase to our hotel room. The
boss and I had booked adjoining rooms
with a communicating door, which was all
the better for me. Then I joined Sanjana and
we took leave of my boss. In the room I
asked Sanjana her opinion about him. She
told me "You were right, he is a real flirt".
"Why? Did he say anything?" I asked. “He
praised me a lot and said you are lucky to
have such a lovely wife" "He might be just
right" I teased her. The following day,
leaving Sanjana to herself, I met my boss in
the seminar room made available for us.
When the working session was coming to a
close, I proposed that he join my wife and
me for dinner. He accepted gracefully. This
was the opportunity I was looking
for.[/b][/font][/font][/size][/font][/size][/font]
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[/color]I went to the hotel and asked
Sanjana to get dressed for the evening. Five
minutes after we sat at a table in the hotel's
restaurant I excused myself. I needed to get
our presentation on film for the following
day. I could see in Sanjana's eyes that she
was not very happy with the arrangement.
She didn't say anything though. I comforted
her by saying it will not take more than
thirty minutes. They only had time to order
for a cocktail, and I would be back. Of
course I had already got someone from the
hotel to collect the film for me. I therefore
went straight to our room and through the
communicating door, easily accessed the
boss's room. I reached for his laptop and
had hardly started copying the required files
on my floppy disk when I heard someone
coming towards the room. Taking the
laptop with me I hurriedly moved towards
the bathroom and closed the door behind
me, leaving a small slit so I could see who
was
coming.[/b][/font][/font][/size][/font][/size][/
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[/color]I was greatly surprised to see my
boss accompanied by my wife Sanjana.
They must have got tired waiting for me in
the restaurant. I was curious what pretence
my boss had used to get Sanjana to
accompany him to his room. I was soon to
find out as my boss took out his photo
album from his suitcase and started
showing Sanjana photos he had taken at
various places in the world. Sanjana always
wanted to travel and I remember telling my
boss about that once. I could not come out
of my hiding, as I had no excuse for being
here, doing what I was doing. I therefore
watched as he helped her flip through the
album.[/b][/font][/font][/size][/font][/size][/f
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[/color]Somehow my boss managed to
graze past Sanjana's fingers once or twice
as he turned the pages for her. Though she
pretended not to notice I knew she was
conscious what he was getting at and that
made her nervous. She flipped through the
remaining pages quickly, thanked him
politely and got up to leave. She obviously
did not want to encourage him. The boss
got up and tried to get her interested with a
painting on the wall of the hotel room. As
they exchanged a few words, my boss told
her "He won't be back yet. We might as well
wait for him here only." Though visibly
uncomfortable, Sanjana could not find
anything to say. He moved closer to her and
said "We aren't doing anything wrong, are
we?"[/b][/font][/font][/size][/font][/size][/fon
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[/color]He was now gently holding at her
upper arm, looking straight at her. Sanjana
was looking away in an attempt to avoid his
eyes on her. He gently lifted her face with
his index finger and said: "When a woman
blushes it means she is embarrassed or she
is angry. Which one are you now?" His voice
was very gentle, like a caress on her, and
she blushed some more. He moved his face
closer to her and said: "Would it embarrass
you more if I go ahead and kiss you?" This
caused Sanjana to react. She moved back
and managed to say " We...we...must not do
that" "My husband will be here any moment
now," she said in between her breath. "Had it
not been for him you mean..." “No " she
quickly said, seeing her mistake. "Then
why?” he asked. "You are a flirt. You must
have been through this with many women
before. I am not like... these women." “I
swear... I am really attracted to you" “You
must be saying this to everyone you meet"
she said “This is one thing that I have never
said
before"[/b][/font][/font][/size][/font][/size][/f
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[/color]“What?" she asked. "This morning
when I woke up, first thing I thought of you,
of your legs as I saw them yesterday
through your skirt...about how I longed to
caress them right there. I thought of your
mouth...about the way your lips delicately
close on each other as you pronounce each
word in a sentence...about the blush that
appears on your cheeks every time you are
embarrassed ...like now" His words seemed
to take her by surprise. He had moved very
close, his mouth almost touching her
cheeks as he talked. “When your husband
asked to have dinner together, I realized it
was the last chance I could get to see you
once more...to watch your legs as you move
up the
stairs..."[/b][/font][/font][/size][/font][/size][/
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[/color]She was now leaning against the
wall, her face turned away from him. The tip
of his finger was traveling all over the fine
features of her face that offered them to
him. "I really want to kiss you ...even if you
are to hate me for that...just one kiss" It was
more than she could resist. Her hesitation
was less than half a second. She said:" Just
...just promise you will stop when I ask you"
A shiver went through my spine and all over
me. They were now standing close to the
wall, their bodies closing on each
other.[/b][/font][/font][/size][/font][/size][/fo
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[/color]He was touching her throat with his
fingers while caressing her arm with the
other hand. She closed her eyes and he
bent over her and brushed over her lips.
Slowly he kissed her all around her mouth
and took her upper lips into his. He
continued pressing her until her lips parted.
Slowly she responded as he continued
kissing her more and more passionately.
She moved her hands to his shoulders and
opened her mouth to return his kisses. They
greedily went for each other, oblivious to
everything around. The sound they made
with their mouths could be heard across the
room. For one short instant I thought I
should intervene to put an end to all this.
Inside of me however, I was not sure not I
should do so. I was not sure I had any
control over her right then. I felt Sanjana
might not obey me. Even if she did, her body
wouldn't. It was feverishly responding to
him. She herself had no control over it. I
therefore resolved myself to watch, not
even having the courage to look away. My
boss was now kissing my wife's throat
while his hand caress all over her body,
coming to rest on her breast as he bent his
head further to start sucking on it through
her clothes. There was a sharp knock at the
door. She was the first to move away, still
short of
breath.[/b][/font][/font][/size][/font][/size][/f
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[/color]As she leaned to the wall, he went to
the door. In came the hotel boy with the two
cocktails they had ordered back there in the
restaurant. He placed the trolley inside and
left. For a few seconds the two of them just
stayed there. My wife Sanjana had started
to regain composure. She seemed
embarrassed to have let herself go. She
started moving towards the door but he
quickly stopped her by holding her arm and
getting in front of her. "We should not have
done that "she said. He looked pleadingly at
her. "Wait..." He moved his hands to hold her
waist in an attempt to get prevent her
moving away from him. She raised her head
to meet his eyes and said: "You
promised."[/b][/font][/font][/size][/font][/siz
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[/color]She now had her back to the door.
"Just five minutes” he pleaded, lowering
himself to his knees in front of her and
holding to her at the waist. His head rested
against her belly. Slowly her hands moved
to his hair and played with it. She moved her
fingers sensually on his eyebrows, his nose,
and his lips. Still kneeling, he kissed her
fingers and took it into his mouth. With
great care he opened the split of her dress,
revealing the whiteness of her legs. Still
kneeling before her, he ran his fingers from
her calf upwards, slowly... Then he kissed
her legs, moved along her leg upward,
caressing and kissing ...a thousand kisses.
My wife moved her hands behind her, to
grope for a support on the door. Her whole
body was shivering and her mouth was
slightly open. Suddenly she left a stifled cry
"aahhh..." as a tremor went through her
whole body with a pulsating sensation in
her throat and her
breast.[/b][/font][/font][/size][/font][/size][/f
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[/color]Taking my wife's moan as a cue, my
boss rose, lifting her with him and sat her
on the bed. He quickly unbuttoned his shirt
to reveal his chest to her. She was now
looking straight into his eyes. He then
started unzipping his trousers. I felt my
stomach getting dry. This could not be
happening, not Sanjana, not my faithful
wife. She won't let him, I thought. She isn't
going to. My breath nearly came to a stop
when he took out his cock. Sanjana had
moved closer to him, and bending her head,
cupped the cock within her fingers and
kissed it. She then laid herself on the bed,
her eyes still fixed on him. She had let it
known she was entirely
his.[/b][/font][/font][/size][/font][/size][/font]
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[/color]Never in my wildest could I visualize
my wife kissing a cock, not even mine. I
realized she must have felt it hard against
her when he kissed her against the wall.
She must have thought about it since. She
must have longed for it. Now my boss
needed no further encouragement. He
picked up her leg and ran his hand down to
her thigh, lifting her dress to reveal her
panties. With a swift movement he removed
it to get access to her. Kissing her leg as he
held it in his arms, he pulled her closer to
him and guided his cock inside. He was not
wearing a condom. She didn't care. She
wanted him inside her urgently; she didn't
want him to stop. With gentle regular
thrusts, he got her body moving with
his.[/b][/font][/font][/size][/font][/size][/font]
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[/color]She arched backwards, her hands
holding to the side of the bed, wriggling
with each successive thrust. Moans of
pleasure escaped from her throat. Her long
split dress had been pulled above her knees
revealing her legs, shameless, yet lovely like
I have never seen them. In fact, with a
twinge of pain, I realized that Sanjana
looked her most desirable
self.[/b][/font][/font][/size][/font][/size][/fon
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[/color]Suddenly my boss stopped his
movement and a wave seemed to travel
from his body to hers, causing her to arch
further backward. Then he started again,
this time in faster thrusts, entering her
deeper each time. The stifled moans that
came from her were now louder, in short
bursts. The sight of my proud and
respectful wife experiencing wild pleasure,
her legs stretched apart in this man's arm,
was one I was not prepared for. The body I
always held as sacred was now being
invaded and enjoyed like a mere object of
lust. And then it was all over, the wriggling,
thrusting, and moaning. Slowly he let her
leg fall and he fell on top of her, his cock
still inside her. They stayed like that without
moving. Then they both got up hurriedly.
They quickly made themselves presentable
to meet me in the
restaurant.[/b][/font][/font][/size][/font