Sensual Shots - That Saturday Evening

Part 1

Damn, why do I even have to go there? It's a saturday and I was getting ready in my sexiest avatar to go out on a girls night out. We had plans to go pub hopping, eat nicely and drink to the fullest. All this was to celebrate my friend's break up. She has finally, finally got her freedom back from an abusive lover. We are ecstatic for her.

But whenever we are happy, our boss will start to feel the itch magically and they would make it their sole aim to suck our happiness and pull us out of our Lala land. My boss' boss had come here for an important audit and my manager wanted me to go and support him sort out data for the audit on a Saturday evening!

Mr Vikram is an oldie of 55 years. I have never seen him but I've heard so much about him. His base branch is Delhi but it's been almost a year since he worked out of Delhi is what I heard. He is always on the go. In the hierarchy if you see he would be my manager's boss' super boss. I don't even come under his radar. But now, just because I am in the same city as him I've been asked to help him now on a Saturday evening. Such an arrogant Boss wouldn't have plans on a Saturday evening, but a 21 year old girl living away from her family and known circle of friends would definitely have one.

My boss forwards an address and he convinces me saying I can hire a good cab and they would reimburse for the same. Whatever. I was on the way with my friends to the pub and I don't even have time to change now. I booked an Uber and start my journey. The address is almost 35 km away from my place and it is outside the city. I am sure it must be some classic 7 Star hotel booked by the management for his highness' stay.

We pass the busy traffic of the city halting for every 5 minutes. My manager is continuously asking for my location. This is heights! It ought to be busy on a Saturday evening and what will I even do about it. I can't fly over them now, can I? Finally we are out of the city and are on the national highways but the cab takes a left turn suddenly and sails through roads looking straight out of a baby's picture book. So serene and pure. I almost feel anger for that hotelier who has built his hotel here.

But I am pleasantly surprised when the cap stops out of a huge gate. It is not a hotel but an individual bungalow. The gate itself is majestic and is three times my height. Has my company booked such a humongous villa for one single man? Maybe there are more members here or maybe it is the power of position and money. Sigh... When I, a fresher with 1 year of work experience had to travel at work they didn't even bother booking a three star hotel. Thinking about it I am a bit intimidated now he is a person with more than 30 years of work experience and I am a new b. How will I match his expectations?

I stand there staring at the gates of the majestic dealer, when the guard approaches me. I wonder what he thought when I told him I was here to meet Mr Vikram Bajaj for work. A young girl dressed in the sexiest clothes possible with a clutch bag hanging on her shoulders is here to meet an old man of 54 years. But the guard didn't bat an eyelid. He immediately let me in and I am shocked looking at the grandeur, it's a mix of modern contemporary and historic architecture. But it's weird to see that there are no other staff members here. The loan is almost 2 km long and I have to walk through that in my 3 inch heel to go to the main door.

All this while in irritation that I can't go clubbing I completely forgot what he would think of me in these clothes. My 38 DD boobs show a nice and delectable cleavage in this noodles trap ruffle bodycon dress. It's satin black and the perfect fit for my curse high lighting and accentuating everything in the right places for I am busty and I love wearing such figure hugging dresses. But I am sure this old man would be conservative and would not approve of me wearing this. But hey, who cares?

Before I ring the calling bell, the door opens and I figure out the door was already ajhar and never locked. I get in and see the tastefully decorated entrance with contemporary art on a white wall with grand chandeliers dropping from the roof, casting its yellow light on me and the rest of the room.