Either you kneel before me and ask for forgiveness, or you kneel before me to suck my dick. And from the look of it, I don’t think the second one is...likely, because, I don’t just enter every fucking hole, especially since I can’t counton yours being sanitary.”“You are way out of line now.”“And I’m out of this meeting room too. I’ll probably just go tell Malini what happened here.”“What?”“Well, it only took one conversation to get you on probation. I think I can use this one to fire you.”“Krish,. I am humiliated and yet I am honoured.I am afraid and yet I am eager.I have crossed my boundary, and she has crossed hers.She does not leave me long to untangle my thoughts.With her hands on my shoulders, she turns me to face the mirror, standing close behind, her firm breast pressed against me through a layer of silk. Her scent is rich in my nostrils, her eyes fixed hard on her reflection and on mine as she looks in the mirror over my shoulder.I lower my eyes, but she whispers.“Look at me.”And. It was more swaying. Then she did it, opened it, stepped out of it to a wall of cheers and yell from the audience. Her audience. She looked over one shoulder, but could see nothing, only the sharp light from the spots. She became more confident, began to dance a little. Dropped the jacket to a new roar of cheers. Maybe this would be easy, after all. No-one would know her here, after all. She turned to face HER audience and realized that she was too fast. Wearing only a white shirt and. He always made me comfortable while talking with him. We were now comfortable with each other on most of our topic. We used to talk about almost everything now. Mostly about day to day life and work, etc.Finally, after a week of usual chats, he finally broke that barrier and started seducing me over chat. In no time, he took me to his imaginary world. I resisted initially but after some time I stopped resisting. I was finally indulging into his conversation. I was enjoying each bit of that.