Hard On Top But Soft Inside
The first time I set eyes on this woman (whom I will call Nancy) I was quite surprised, to put it mildly. She was gorgeous! She was tall, with shoulder-length hair and never-ending legs she was around 35 years, I knew she had been married briefly and then divorced. I had just joined a new company in Bangalore and Nancy was my Boss, I had heard that she was a tough, no-nonsense woman, though I had yet to see or meet her one day I stared at her through one of the windows that surrounded her outer...