My Assistant II

NOTE: THIS IS A PIECE OF FICTION AND MEANT FOR EROTIC READING. ANY RESEMBLANCES IN REAL LIFE PURELY COINCIDENTAL, UNINTENDED AND REGRETTED

This is Aditya from Coimbatore. I have a 6’ height and have a good physique due to regular gym workouts. I sport a French cut beard and have black hair. I joined the company 2 years back at the age of 23 as a field sales man and was promoted to my current rank because of my hard labor.

I am an area sales head for a garments company, i.e., I stay in the Coimbatore branch office 7 days and the rest of my month is consumed in travelling. Due to the work load on me, my seniors advised me to recruit an assistant for myself. Following their instructions, I put an ad in the papers. Next day, the reception area of my office was crowded to its full capacity with candidates answering the ad and I noticed a nice babe amongst the crowd. I liked her at first sight and made up my mind that her competence permitting, I would be satisfied with her around. She was an eye candy and looked quite capable of doing anything. I didn’t know about her qualifications, but I was sure that she would be adequately qualified.

I instructed the receptionist to send the candidates in one after the other. I had interviewed 8 in all when I thought that I was faced with a bunch of idiots and nothing else. They wouldn’t know how to take down a dictation in shorthand or use even a typewriter, leave alone a PC.

It was half the day when the crowd was dispersed, and I wondered why the babe I saw didn’t turn up for the interview. I asked the receptionist and she said that one last candidate was left and she was sending her in. ‘Her’- the word registered and I sat expectantly. She came in last for the interview, my eyes softened as they rested on her. She was wearing a green saree, her velvet smooth sides peeking out. Her blouse was sleeveless, her hands were well manicured. Her face was round, with well groomed silky black hair, black eyes, a full mouth (that had a habit of pouting), her ears were accessorized with medium sized rings the color of her saree. Even the bangles she wore were green and went well with her honey and cream complexion. Her breasts and her navel were her killer assets. Overall, I rated her as an epitome of a perfect Indian beauty.

I felt the tiredness and irritation drain out of me as she came nearer to sit opposite me. she gave her name as Sarita. She handed me the file containing her credentials and I was secretly delighted to see that she had adequate qualifications to fill the bill admirably. Still for formalities sake, I asked her some question totally irrelevant to her qualifications and gathered she had a dazzling smile and a sweet voice. The only disappointment was that she was married. Yet I didn’t think of it much as I had to have an assistant and I liked her a lot at first sight. Maybe, I thought to myself, I was biased against the others in her favor that I rejected other applicants.

I informed her that she had secured the job and to join from the very next day. I made out an appointment letter to that effect and gave it to her. Next, I briefed her on the nature of the job; she was to be prepared for endless travel. We were to be in the office only 7 days while our major time would be taken up travelling. She confirmed her preparedness and asked about her salary, I said it would be 10000 a month. She said it would be satisfactory and got up to leave. I asked her, ‘wouldn’t your husband mind your travelling so much?’ she said, ‘as it is, I am looking for a job because my husband seldom stays back at home due to his job. I get lonely and getting a job in our company is good enough for me. I would have worked even if my remuneration was 5000, but I find the salary more than adequate. So it doesn’t hurt me any.’ It didn’t hurt me either. From the next day she joined office and tried to adapt herself to the work culture. I saw she was a quick learner and before the day was over, she was fully acquainted as if working there since long.

She also proved herself useful on business trips, she not only wore sarees, but she also wore western outfits, flaunting her perfect assets. We built up a rapport and had a secret admiration for each other. She was highly competent and I wondered what out loud the hell was she doing wasting her talents as a housewife. Her answer to my comments was always a mere grin. I also secretly felt a kind of attraction towards her as I could get to see a lot of her body whenever we traveled. I gradually found myself longing to bed her with me. But wherever we went, I booked two separate rooms for us.

Soon the main seasonal business period came over. Every place was crowded with people and of course we had to be more vigorous in our campaigns. We reached one of our destinations and found to our dismay that there was always a no vacancy. Finally, we came to a motel which had a vacancy. Though it was a bit far off from our business contacts, but it was the only place where we had any hope of accommodation. I let Sarita wait in my convertible car and went in for booking of our rooms. The reception clerk informed me that there was only one double-bed room available. I had no other option and I booked it. He asked me whether I had any other companion. I said, ‘there is a lady along with me.’ He registered us as Mr. and Mrs. Aditya.

I was secretly thrilled. I asked the clerk to send somebody to take our baggage. I went to the car and parked it near our motel unit. The waiting bell boy came forward and carried the baggage out of the car’s boot. He opened the unit’s door for us and put in the baggage. Sarita didn’t notice that our baggage was placed in one unit, but as soon as I entered along with her, she looked at me enquiringly. I waited until the bell boy disappeared. I explained to her, ‘Sorry, Sarita! But the place had only this single unit vacant. I was bound to book this unit for us both. You know we can’t miss out on the business this season and if you want I can go sleep in the car.’ She was understanding and said after a while, ‘No, Sir! I trust you and we can share the room.’ I smiled and said, ‘thanks a lot dear, you saved a lot of explanation on my part to the management of this place.’ She asked, ‘why?’ I replied angrily, ‘that idiot of a clerk registered us as husband and wife.’ She laughed out loud and said, ‘I guess its ok. Do you want to use the bathroom first or may I use it to get changed. I presume we can’t achieve anything here today. So I suggest we get changed, have a snack and a good night’s sleep.’ I said, ‘ya! That’s the right thing to do. You go get changed first while I go prospect the country a bit.’ She was mischievous in her comment, ‘you mean you are off to have a smoke and come back after a while!’ I looked up, surprised and asked, ‘how the hell did you know that?’ she replied, grinning, ‘sir, do you think I am a stupid ninny not to get the smell off your mouth when you talk to me after you go prospecting the country? I think you are a lone smoker and don’t want company. If you wait a while I may join you, if you don’t mind that is.’ I thought that over and said, ‘I’ll wait. But be quick about it.’ She had a wash and a brushed up her hair, and changed into a loose t-shirt top and a pair of denim shorts.

She looked nice, especially, her legs gave off a good look, and they were worth showing. We walked along the pathway outside the motel. It was a nice location, a far off from the town, good country side, with lots of trees and shade and an occasional glimpse of a flowing river. It was beautiful and the evening breeze made it more enjoyable.

We reached a place which looked hospitable and inviting enough. We sat on a level ground beneath a huge tree and I brought out my pack of cigarettes. I took one and lit it, I took a deep drag, taking in with the smoke, the surroundings, the serenity and the shapely legs of my sexy assistant. She asked placidly, ‘mind if I take a puff from your cigarette?’ I looked at her as if unaware she was with me, then I looked down and handed her the lit cigarette. She put it between her lips and took a drag on it and went into paroxysms of cough and I had to take the cigarette back and thumped her back to help her regain her breath. She looked at me, tears welling in her eyes due to the cough spell, ‘how the hell do you tolerate that stuff?’I laughed and she laughed along as I had another puff and lit another cigarette in a chain and sais jokingly, ‘this is not your cup of tea, dear.’ She snatched the cigarette from my lips and gave it another attempt, this time she didn’t choke and I lit up another cigarette smiling wistfully and looking at her, said, ‘I remember the day you came in for the interview. The way you presented yourself, I thought you were a typical indian girl, scorning on the thought of a girl smoking and all.’ She replied candidly, ‘sir, I told you that day that I was quite lonely at home and wanted to have me occupied with something. When I joined with you, I got to travel and explore places. I liked the variety and diversity all around, I like to do various things. Within the last two tours I tried to follow you on your so called prospecting of the country and saw that you came out all alone in a jolly trot and smoked in silence in some such place as this. i like doing and trying new things so I asked you for this cigarette.’ I smiled and looked into the evening panorama. She pressed close; evidently she was feeling cold due to the cool evening breeze. I remembered I hadn’t changed and I took off my coat and wrapped it up around her shoulders. She smiled at me gratefully and I got up as soon as I had finished my cigarette. I held out my hand and she grasped it and I heaved her up. We walked back in silence, my hands tucked inside the pockets of my trouser and she pulled the coat around her more tightly. We reached our motel and got into the room. I suggested dinner and she nodded, I had it ordered and brought up to our room.

We had our dinner and prepared to retire for the night after our dinner. She was to have the bed and I was to sleep on the sofa. The next day, she rose early and got into a lovely red saree with black lacy borders. In my half wakefulness I got a glimpse of her dressing in front of the mirror, I liked the scene. She was unaware and I went back to sleep again. I awoke to the aroma of tea being poured out and saw her sitting on a chair she had drawn beside my sofa. She looked fresh and beautiful. Her washed locks of hair falling over hair cute face, she looked beautiful than ever. I pretended to go back to sleep, and woke up only when she placed her hand on my shoulder and bent down to wake me up, ‘Good morning, sir. Let’s get ready; we have lots of work to do today.’ I inhaled the mingled sweet smell of her body and the perfume she was wearing and it made me feel fresh. I looked up into her lovely eyes and smiled back at her smiling face. Wow! She’s a goddess, why didn’t I meet her earlier and instead of having been bound to register as husband and wife, we would have really registered as husband and wife. I got up only to be handed a cup of steaming hot tea and she recited to me the day’s schedule. She said, ‘sir, we are already a day behind our schedule and have to recover the lost time today itself.’ She went on and on as if she was a teacher scolding her student at length for some misdeed and I scratched my head and said grinning, ‘Yes Ma’am!’ she looked up at me and laughed sweetly at my mischievous response. I got up and got ready for the day. We had a hasty breakfast and started up for our day’s work. By evening, the skies looked ominously dark with heavy clouds and threatened with lightning of the impending downpour.

We were finished for the day by 6pm and started back for our motel. I had not put on the convertible top and when the rain came, it was so sudden that by the time I could pull over the top, we were drenched to our skins. We reached our motel as soon as we could and got into our room. I switched on the lights as she started up the electric kettle to brew us some hot tea, I noticed her saree was sticking to her wet smooth skin, I got an erection in an instant. I averted my eyes from her back, I handed her a towel and took off my coat and stretched it out on the back of the sofa, prepared two cups of coffee and placed her cup on the table. I sipped my tea when I felt the towel come on my head. I looked up and saw her standing behind me and toweling my hair dry. I slumped back in the sofa as she toweled my hair and I closed my eyes feeling pleased by her light touch. I thought of poking some funny remark and said, ‘well! I thank the clerk to register us as husband and wife. I sure am getting a treatment an absent minded husband gets from a devoted wife.’ I grinned as she let go of my head with a jerk. And we laughed. She sat opposite me to drink her tea. I gave her an occasional grin as I toweled my head, she was annoyed and we laughed as I gave a loud laugh at my last teasing remark at her. I eyed her mischievously and she blushed. The effects were devastating. I got up and said, ‘I am going outside. Better you change into something dry or you’ll catch a cold.’ She didn’t reply so I got up to leave. She grasped my wrist as I was passing by her; I looked at her hand holding my wrist then at her. She got up and came uncomfortably close to me and said, mischief clearly visible in her eyes, ‘which do you prefer, your cigarette or me?’ I said, ‘but of course, I prefer you.’ She undraped the saree around her, and said, ‘you do the rest. Smoke me instead of a cigarette.’ We kissed, her tongue exploring my mouth, her arms enclosing me in a tight hug. I responded and put a hand round her waist and passed my fingers through her wet hair. She came closer, as if trying to push her body to meld into mine.

My lips started an exploration of her cheek, her bare neck, her hot cleavage, her midriff and her navel. My fingers fumbled with the hooks of her blouse as my tongue entered her deep navel. After her blouse hooks got undone, I pushed my hands inside her blouse to her back and expertly unhooked the clasp of her bra. I slid them off her body and out came to my full view her nicely rounded breasts. They were inviting and I helped myself to them by biting and sucking on her erect nipples. She gasped silently. I squeezed them hard in my hands.

I undid her petticoat and her impressive legs were visible. She dragged me up by my collar before I could plant a kiss on the panties which clung to the lips of her swollen pussy. She kissed me and bit me on my neck and ears as her hands slid down my body, undoing the buttons of my shirt in the process to bare my chest, then her left hand rubbed the bulge of my pants as she held me close to her bare body by holding my shirt in her right hand. We kissed again, a short one this time. She had something on her mind. She tore open the shirt from my body and kissed my bare chest and kissed me down to my tummy, kneeling down as she did so. Her hands struggled with my belt and finally loosened it she did, and then she undid my pants and slid it down to my shoes. Her hands then went on to pull down my underwear and my erect cock hung menacingly in front of her eyes. She stroked it in her hand and looked up at me. I nodded and she devoured it hungrily. Her hot tongue licked the surface of my hot meat as she sucked it. The feeling was heavenly! I came in her mouth without any warning and she gulped it down. I undid my dress completely and took her up to the bed. I made her sit on the bed and knelt down. I rubbed her thighs my hands grazing by her groin, she whimpered in pleasure. I rubbed her clit inside her panties. She opened her mouth in a gasp and licked her lips expectantly. I pulled down her panties, but I was playful about it. Her body language insisted me to make things snappy, but I wanted the pleasure to last. I deliberated my actions. I smelled her dripping pussy, she pulled my head close to it, but I waited a while before I kissed it. My breath was driving her round the bend. I kissed her pussy and licked it hard. She made noises of enjoying herself. My hands were tickling the small of her back lightly. She yelled in a frenzy of ecstasy.

I kissed her navel. She was propping her body with her arms behind her body. I kissed her midriff as her body slid back some more propped on her arms. I went down again on her pussy and she bent her head back as I licked it out again, my tongue used as a hard tool, then I licked her navel. She liked it as evident from her hissing intake of breath. She gave a nervous laugh. I kissed her chest and her breasts, now she was nearly lying on the bed; I kissed and licked her breasts her nipples were erect and hard as rocks. I dove down again to her navel. I kissed and licked it; I tickled her tummy and waist with the help of my tongue. Her whimpering breath told me that her level of enjoyment was on a new high.

I made an assault on her neck, breathing on it and kissing it. Her arms gave way to the combined effect of my bodyweight and the renewed and changed line of assault. Her hands grabbed my head as I breathed down her neck. My hands fondled her breasts and my lips kissed their way down on her breasts. Her gasps and moans came out louder and more frequently. Her hands grabbed my head and she pulled it up to her face, she pulled my face towards her and our lips locked in a passionate kiss. My hard cock was resting on her pussy. She urged me with her eyes to enter her. I looked in her lovely eyes, kissed her lips and then I held her by her side and pushed my cock into her waiting hot pussy.

She bent her body and gasped as I tore into her tight pussy. I gave her angular strokes which made her writhe with lust. I kept on with my thrusts and was now deep inside her. Her pussy was stretched out, but I never slowed down.

She was throbbing on my cock and came on my cock. Her orgasm was so huge that it nearly made me come. I fought for control inside her. I resumed my fucking and she propped up her body on her bent arms, her smooth breasts felt magnificent pressing against mine. I buried my cock inside her to the hilt; my mouth was aligned with her breasts and I buried it between her breasts as I ripped her cunt apart with my hard cock.

I felt up another climax build up inside her and I felt I wouldn’t last long any more. She screamed with pleasure and her soft breasts jiggled under me. The overall effect was I was pushed towards a faster climax. Our bodies were wet with beads of perspiration and the atmosphere was sticky hot due to the dampness we brought in with our drenched clothes and the heat given off by our bodies burning in desire.

I said at last, ‘I am going to come!!’ she said, gasping, ‘I am on the edge too, a few more strokes now.’ I fucked her faster and harder. I kissed her again. We screamed in unison, ‘I AM COMING!’ and climaxed together, I had blew a huge load of my cum inside her. We collapsed, her body crushed under mine, my head buried between her soft breasts and my cock still buried inside her pussy. I kissed her breasts and fondled them. She caressed my hair and I kissed her lips.

We fucked again that night and checked out the next day. For the first time in my life I enjoyed a business trip. I booked only one room for us in the rest of our trip.
What’s more? I book only a single room even now when we go on a business trip. ;-)