Promotion And The Sequence Of Events

I came home, feeling delightful for which I have been promoted to Project Manager. As I was glad inside, I wanted to save few moments that night for myself to enjoy. With just an experience of 8 years I have been promoted to PM level. That’s great, I thought, let me celebrate.

Being an Indian and now 29 years old women, I have never lost my two key features, my extremely soft skin with yellowish colour and dimples on both cheeks. To add to that, I have curly jet black hairs with supportive big eyes. My smile is to kill for, although it was not the reason for my promotion. I really beefed up myself to that level. The celebration is all mine.

I bought absolute vodka on the way back home. I parked my honda city in my parking lot, picked my purse and vodka way back to my flat. It was around 7 o’clock. First thing first, I grind mint leaves and pour little lemon juice in it. With 90 ml of voda, little mountain dew and the mixture of lemon and mint creates a great cocktail. I remembered that marinated chicken was already in refrigerator for reshmi kebab. I put it in oven for grill, set for 30 min. I knew with experience that this will come out to be juicy tender chicken which will melt in my mouth the moment I put it in.

Then I thought to put a warm bath to fill the time till the chicken is done. The bath tub was comfortable to lie down and enjoy reading books. On the book self in the bathroom, I picked up Naked. Nice, I thought. With Vodka in one hand and Naked in other, I immersed myself in the lukewarm water. Just a clear lukewarm water without any kind of soap. Sensation of warm water all over my athletic body grew inside. I sipped vodka, it was wonderful, and I closed my eyes, swallowed the drink and let the mixture of tingling, warm and minty take over my brain. Good, let’s start the novel, it was a super rich man mad at a portrait it saw Naked. Sometimes juicy sometimes sexy, this novel and if I am not wrong my promotion and vodka kicked something in my brain.

I was always been a very ambitious girl in my school, college and job. While everyone else just focused on the job performance, I knew that it isn’t sufficient. With the brain and beauty come along naturally to me, I honed my skills with continuous reading and beauty with continuous exercise. My microwave started beeping and I thought of coming out of tub. I just had finished my drink.

Refresh I was eager to catch my dinner. Putting a little makeup over my delightful face, a little shimmering kiss proof lipstick, and little moisturizer prepped with skin tone of my yellowish pinkish texture. I don’t believe that you can look untidy at any moment in your life. That just strict no-no for me. If I want to go to bed, I want if someone just looked at while I am sleeping, must feel something positive. That’s my habit. I put on white half sleeves v-necked t-shirt written French ca va on it, and micro shorts just reaching to my upper thighs with pink flowery print.

Suddenly door bell rung, I looked at the clock and it was just over 7:45 pm., guessing who would be at this time, I saw him from the keyhole. Anish, my junior most colleague, just graduated from engineering, 22 years old boy was at my door. Shifting nervously his feet, he was looking at my door. Why is he at this time at my home? First though. Anyway I opened the door, showing extreme surprise on my face.

“Hey Anish!!! What a surprise, please come in!”

With aqua deodorant and tshirt, trousers and blazers he came in! He was still nervous, stammering he said, “Hi Mam, I came here to congratulate you on your promotion.”

“Cool, you surprised me, and you are the first one outside my management circles who congratulated me today! Lovely, thanks!” I said, with full smile on my face, showing all lined up polished white teeth and dimples. “Well, please seat, make yourself comfortable, maybe I can take your blazer”.

He handed me a bottle of white sparkling wine – “York Sparkling Cuvée Brut”. “This is for you M’am.”

“Who is this M’am, Anish!” Said while I took that wonderful shaped bottled in my hand.

“It is just a habit, you see”

“Please call me Sofie”.

“Ok Sofie, I am unsure if you liked it or not, but you are 5 levels above me now. In office, we can hardly talk. But I am telling you that you the most admired person by me.”

“Well, that’s flattering” I said with smile, “Levels matters in office, but outside I really don’t care”.

“You are not celebrating tonight?”

“Well, kind of I was”.

“With whom?”

“Well, with myself, this is my moment, you see”.

“Am I disturbing?” With all anxiety Anish said.

“Hmmm, kind of!”

“Ok, I will leave now.” Suddenly he got up from sofa, bend to pick his blazer. With a smile he said “Once again congratulations and enjoy”

“Where are you going Anish” I said.

“I don’t want to disturb you”

“But you have already kind of disturbed what I had planned for tonight”

“How can I correct the course?”

“To start with, let me decide what to do. It’s my day, I assume” I said smiling.

He was still unsure of what to do. I picked up the wine bottle, went to cupboard, and fetched my cork opener. “Let’s open it first” I said, handing over the cork opener and bottle to him. I brought two wine glasses.

“Cheers” I said. He joined and toughing his glass with mine.

“Let’s cook something. What about delicious prawn’s biryani. I have everything in my house, already prepared. Let’s have a dinner together. But first some starters. Reshmi Kebab”. I took the kebab and served on the plate with little coriander on it.

“It’s melting in my mouth. I am loving it. Delicious”. He overjoyed with the best food he got while away from his mother. “This is better than anything I got ever”.

“Ohh! I am happy that you liked it. But rest assured that you haven’t seen the world enough, I must say.”

“You’r always right, Sofie. You are great.”

“I am flattered!”

“If you don’t mind, but Sofie, you are great, you are great everywhere in life, and how could that be possible. You are the most complete person I have ever meet”

“Don’t butter me”

“No really, I swear, look at you, you are the most beautiful, perfect in everything. I must say, I can’t get enough words to describe you.”

“Oh!” “Well then, let’s see how you would like to describe me. Let’s start with my physical features.” I got up from seat, picked the two edges of my shorts and bowed a little and said

“Let’s get started”

I saw a big lump in his throat. He kept on looking at my body.

“You are beautiful. Your soft milky skin is something like milk immersed with saffron, smooth throughout. It’s beyond my thought of toughing it. Your dimples and cutie smile is mesmerizing. It’s always like a competition between your lovely eyes and smile, and anyone cannot decipher whom to believe first. Sparkling eyes says so much.”

He went on describing my face for about next five minutes.

“Ohhh my god! This is good. I am flattered. Do you have any girlfriend? I must say that she would be lucky”

“Not yet! I am looking for someone just like you”

“Hey, you said I am perfect, and perfect is scarce commodity” I grinned.

“Ok, enough wine now, let’s make something more to ear. Could you please join me in the kitchen? Let’s see how you fare on cooking skills”

“I am sure that I can’t match up with you, but I will try”. He said.

“Let cut these onions in thin and long, slices. Once finished, take this marinated mutton and put it on sim on gas” I said while moving in the kitchen from here and there.

“Oh Anish, you are such a little boy, you don’t even know how to cut onions. Let me teach you something here”

I held his hand with knife, holding half cut onion in other, made a smooth strode that glided knife and cutting it into fine long pieces.

My braless boobs brushed his hands, I suppose. His hands were stiff. I smiled at myself, thinking this dude never toughed any girl before. Pity.

With half bottle of wine and one large vodka, I was feeling dizzy and my nipples are the most affected part of my body. They raised attentively poking from the already thin t-shirt of mine. Anish was seeing my nipples from side of his eyes. I felt a tickling feeling inside. It was since long time I had made love to someone. Anish while a boy for me, was a well maintained guy about of my height, 5 feet 8 inches. Not so athletic, but no belly outside. Anyway perfection is for mine. I don’t care for now how much time he is putting on pumping up in the gym. But he has cute face. Not smelly. Not even both smell. That’s of my choice, I thought.

We put biryani bowl on simmer flame for next 90 min. Wait begins, nothing else to do. I said “No office talks today please. OK”

“Ok” He smiled.

“Tell me about the worst part of your life”

“Oh! That came out of nothing. It’s your day. We should talk all good”

“I am the boss, I make the calls. So tell me about it”

“My father, he didn’t liked me all of his life. My mother didn’t wanted me. I was a result of unwanted and unplanned pregnancy that they saw as a hurdle in their career. I brought up by all kind of maids and babysitters”.

I could see the pain in his eyes, the moist eyes telling me much more that the words he was saying.

“Never told this to anyone. I don’t know why I am telling you my personal sorrows”

“Ohh my baby” I got up to his chair and said “Give me a hug”

I embraced him tightly and he started crying, his tears I could feel on my shoulders. He was literally sobbing.

We were in that position for a while, he tried to break the embrace, but I didn’t let him. I grabbed his hairs, put his forehead on my forehead, wiping his tears with my fingers, I said “Calm down baby! Don’t cry.” I whispered. His lips are just about inches away from mine.

Suddenly, he kissed me on my lips. First just a touched, then sucking juices out my lips. Then a smooch. It felt deep.

He wasn’t ready to handle this, he just pushed himself away from me.

“I am sorry, Sofie. I am so sorry. I didn’t knew what I was doing. Again I am so sorry” Freighted he said.

“Cool down Anish, I can understand. I am not angry.” I said “It happens sometime”

“Sometime you get into the flow of emotions and get carried away. I am ok”

I again went near him and smooched him. “See. I am ok. No worries. Just don’t tell anyone” Winked, I said.

He smiles. One of the most relaxing smile I ever saw on his face. His face was again glittering.

He looked and me but his eyes looked at my erect nipples. I again caught him red handed.

He sheepishly lowered his eyes, to my feet. “I am sorry” Again he said, with lowered tone.

I started laughing. “My god, you are such a cutie.”

I bend to his face, showing my big cleavage to him, and said “Ain’t you grown up man yet”

He was clearly now seeing my cleavage, now with more daring. He attempted to take away his eyes, but I hold his face and asked him to tell me first.

“I have never been with any girl in my life”

So he’s virgin then, this is bad news for me. I wanted to fuck him by now. I don’t want to waste my time teaching a boy how to make love. Let’s give it a try. Something is always better than nothing.

His eyes, on my cleavage “I have never saw such a smooth …”

“Smooth what?”

“errr…. Cleavage”

“You may touch it” Putting all my sexiness in my voice I said.

He put his index finger on my cleavage, gliding through the depth of it. His finger was long. I love long fingers.

He bend his finger, grabbed my tshirt and pulled me over him.

My nipples pressed hard over his chest. Very hard. “Issh” I was all over him. He slides his arm under my boobs and pressed it hard till I screamed in paid. Novice, this stupid bastard. I grabbed his hand, lifted from my chest, and glided it over my boobs, never letting him press it hard. He understood quickly, and kissed me on lips again. Both of his hands are now pressing my boobs softly, caressing then with care. Firm and hard on nipples, he pushed his head over my shirt and in between of pair of big lemons. He was breathless, rolling hard his head over and over.

Suddenly he catches my left nipple between his teeth. “Oouch”. He put his left hand on my right boob. Constantly stirring his tongue over my pink nipple, he caressing his fingers over my other boob. “Isssssss”. He’s fucking learning. This boy, novice is now doing like a pro. He pulled down my shirt, nearly tears from its V, my bare boobs bouncing out. They perfectly fit on his palms. At the centre of his palm pressing against my nipple, he was softly making round and round motion. Sexy Sexy Sexy!!!

Loving it. Here comes the tongue again. Over my nipples again and again. Fucking exciting. He circles tongue over my nipple for some time. My feelings were uncontrollable. I pressed his mouth against my boobs. Hard pressed. Kissed on his forehead. Then kissed his lips, then sucked out juices from his tongue. It was amazing. I got a tinge between my legs. I wanted to spurt out my juices now.

But not so fast. Let’s play sometime.

Anish holding me with his hands, put down his tongue circling around my naval area. He pressed his palm against my pubic area. Then shot his tongue inside my naval. It was hard to resist. I wanted now him to fuck me. But Anish has some other plans. He went up, around my neck. He gently kissed on my neck.

Then rowing his teethes on my neck like a Dracula. He then slipped on my shoulders, kissed and licked everything came in the way. Now he was on my back. We both were standing. He pressed me against the wall. Pressing my hands and nipples on wall, he started licking my back. Going down, he finally lowered my shorts down to my legs. Pressed his check against my bums. He did that again, and again and again, continued till satisfied. I wanted just living that moment, but he was making that moment. Finally he kissed between my cracks. I urged him now to start fuck.

“Please please please, fuck me Anish”

He wasn’t listening to me. He went down further. Pushed me on the armchair. Hold my legs and started licking my feet. He sucked hard on my toes. After a while, I can’t hold it further. I just can’t.

Fuck you Anish, I grabbed his collar and throw himself with me on sofa. Teared down his shirt, and then the pants. He was wearing nothing down. I looked up at him, he shrugged shoulders.

He had a nice smooth shaven down there. Not a single hair, it looked like a kids before hitting puberty. But it was hard, rock hard. I hold his dick, it was meaty, fat and short one.

Let’s try, I put it in my mouth, and it was big, I chocked several times in next few minutes.

“Don’t do this, I will come”

“Please please please, I am about to come.”

“Ohhhhh, it cannot be held”

“Sorrrrrry”

A sudden gush of white thick liquid came in my mouth, a pungent, sweaty taste, which was not really unknown to me. I spitted it out. I cleaned my mouth and kissed him hard.

He pumped up so much of juice that I slept just on my sofa. I got up, thinking that the biryani must have been done. There is too much work to do.

—Continued

Please let me know how much you liked it. This is my first story in my life. Let’s see how much more I can produce.

Promotion And The Sequence Of Events

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