Sleeping Booty 8211 A Twisted Fairy Tale
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Kamlung was one of the most hardworking staff I had in my organization. He was efficient as well. When I had some extra job, he was always ready to help me. He had joined as a Branch Manager after being transferred from Dibrugarh three months after I took over as the CEO of the company.
It was one of those evenings. We had to prepare a project report urgently and I asked Kamlung to stay back late. He readily agreed. We were busy looking through the data when the telephone rang.
“Hello!” I picked up the phone.
“Hello, is this PS & T?” a female voice asked.
“Yes,” I said.
“Can I speak to Kamlung please?”
“Hold on please,” I said and handed over the phone to Kamlung who was sitting in front of me.
“Hello!” Kamlung spoke into the receiver. “In the office,” he said. “No, no, it will be a bit late, sorry.” “Don’t wait for me.” “Bye”, he said and put the phone down.
“My wife,” he said.
We set to working again. It was 10.00 PM when we left the office.
Next day, Kamlung looked a upset. “What’s the matter?” I asked.
“Usual problem, sir,” he said looking down at his file.
During lunch break, I found out that he had a quarrel with his wife. His wife was always upset whenever he returned late from office, which was quite often.
“I’m sorry,” I said. “I’ll engage other staff next time I need help.”
“No, sir,” Kamlung said, worried. “My wife is being unreasonable. I love my work and will continue to do whatever I can. Please don’t worry for me.”
I almost forgot this episode. Then, I decided to arrange a get-together for all the family members of my staff as a gesture of gratitude for their hard work. It was then that I met Kamlung’s wife.
“Mini?” I asked her when I found myself alone.
“I am surprised,” she said. “You recognized me. I never imagined I would run into you like this.”
“Neither did I,” I said. “So, how’s life?”
“Enjoying being your subordinate’s wife,” she said mockingly.
Mini had been my classmate. We were together in the college. During practical works, we were teamed up as partners because our names started with same alphabet and students were teamed up according to alphabetical order of their names. She was brilliant and very sweet. We did work together on several occasions but somehow never became friends. She had an air of aloofness about her and I think I respected her a lot. That is why I never tried to invite her for a coffee or something like that.
“When did you get married?” I was curious.
“Two years,” she said.
Two years, and no children yet – I was surprised. Kamlung had told me that he don’t have any child. “Children?” I asked anyway.
“Not yet,” Mini said. “But we are going to plan very soon.”
“So sweet,” I said. “Nice meeting you again.”
“Bye.”
After that meeting, I kept thinking about Mini. She was still beautiful – more beautiful, in fact. She had put on weight, but was perfect. She was so skinny those days! Her big boobs and round buttock kept haunting me. I had never looked at her this way during our college days.
One afternoon, Kamlung came to me with a file and I dismissed him with suggestions. After he left my room, my mind drifted to Mini again. “How lucky Kamlung is,” I thought.
Instinctively, I picked up the phone and rang Kamlung’s home. The phone rang – tring….. tring…… tring…… My heartbeat increased and I put it down. “I should not be doing this,” I told myself.
But I could not concentrate on my works. I picked up the phone again and rang Kamlung’s home. This time I kept the phone till Mini picked it up.
“Hello!”
I did not speak a word.
“Hello?”
I still did not speak. Mini put the phone down.
I felt guilty, but next day I rang Mini again.
“Hello!”
“Hello, Mini. This is is Millo,” I managed to stutter.
“What a surprise!” Mini yelled excitedly. “What made you remember me today?”
“Just,” I said. “Sorry if I disturbed you.”
“Far from it,” she said. “I was getting bored. Thank you for calling.”
We talked for some time. I found out that they had an arranged marriage. She had not met Kamlung before the wedding day. She said Kamlung is nice to her but she feels something is missing.
After that day, we used to call each other and talk. One day, she wondered if she could meet me. “What will Kamlung think?” I asked.
“Oh, yes,” she said sadly. “He won’t take it nicely.”
After several day talking with each other, I felt I must do something to meet Mini. As if luck favored me, a meeting came up in Kolkata. I called Kamlung.
“Kamlung, as you know I am tied up with other works at present and cannot go to Kolkata,” I said. “I want you to represent our company.”
“I’ll be honored, sir,” he said.
So, the next day, Kamlung left for Kolkata. After dropping him at the airport, Mini called me. “You sent him intentionally?” she asked.
“I had to find ways to meet you, Mini,” I said.
“When?”
“Come to Burket’s Coffee straightway,” I said. “I’m almost there.”
When she came to the coffee house, she looked stunning. Casual T-shirt and tight jeans. “As in the college days,” I thought.
“We should not meet this way,” Mini said. “Somebody may see us and misunderstand.”
“Oh, yes,” I said and we bade goodbye after a cup of coffee each.
In the evening, Mini started haunting me again. I called her. “I was just remembering you,” she said.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“What can I do?” she said. “It is so boring here.”
“Is nobody at home?” I asked.
“Who can be here?” he aske. “You sent Kamlung away to Kolkata.”
“I am sorry,” I said and put the phone down.
I immediately drove to Kamlung’s house. Mini opened the door as if she was expecting me. She had a thin T-shirt and a mini skirt. I immediately had a hard on.
“Coffee?” she said.
“Do you have something hard to drink?” I asked.
“Beer?”
“Would you join me?”
“I don’t drink,” she said. “But I will give you company.”
“Thank you,” I said we sat down on the sofa with our beers.
As we were drinking and talking, I could not resist moving towards her. She did not mind.
“I always had hots for you in the college,” I lied.
“I don’t believe,” she said. “I thought you never liked me.”
“On the contrary, I never had courage to approach you,” I said.
“So?” she said, expectantly.
I took her hand. She did not resist. Her hand was so smooth. I pulled her towards me and looked into her eyes. She looked into my eyes too.
“You are so beautiful,” I said softly.
“Liar,” she said.
“True,” I said. “Ever since I met you again in the party, I fantasize making love to you.”
She looked at me mischievously. I drew here nearer and encircled my left arm around her. I put my right hand on her thigh below the hemline of her mini skirt. I started slowly massaging her thighs. She was quit. Emboldened, I touched her left breast with my left fingers. I noticed her breathing becoming faster. My right hand crept up under her skirt. Up, up my fingers crept up till I discovered her panty. It was a tong, hardly covering her pussy.
I kissed her. She responded. I then pressed her boobs, withdrawing my right hand from under her skirt. As our breathing became faster, I put my hand under her T-shirt and discovered that she was not wearing bra. This excited me so much that I started pressing her boobs more vigorously. The boobs were so hard and taut. “They don’t need any bra,” I murmured. Friends, I will continue in the next episode. Please look out for it.
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