Adultery Saundarya - Innocent Wife to Playful Secretary

[Aryan256]

Chapter 13: Saundarya's interview continues

When the door opened, me and Raghav were deeply involved in our sexual act. I was almost reaching my orgasm and I felt like he was also reaching at his edge. I was sucking his dick like that was the last cock on this planet. Raghav held my boobs very firmly and he was pinching my nipples which was giving me more pleasure than pain. He was doing act like he was mouth fucking me and I was willingly letting him do it.

But everything was changed as the door opened. I was in an impression that our room was locked but it wasn't because when lady masseur left she just closed the door but Raghav did not lock it. As the room opened, it was lightened bright. I was exposed sucking Raghav's dick and I was not prepared for this situation. I couldn't move my head to see who was coming inside because my mouth was locked on Raghav's cock. But I heard someone entering the room and I started becoming scared. As an immediate action, I unknowingly bit Raghav's dick. He was shocked by my action and he started feeling pain. As a reaction, he grabbed both my boobs firmly. When he grabbed my boobs, I came back to my senses and tried to release his dick from my mouth. At the same time, I heard some voice from incoming person. It was too much for me, my both the boobs were firmly held, I heard clapping sound from incoming person, and I couldn't hold my orgasm much. My pussy started flooding and I started moaning. This was my first time experience of having orgasm without any penetration. I was feeling heavenly pleasure and had a very huge orgasm. I am 100% sure that Raghav must have heard my moaning sound during orgasm.

My eyes were closed all the time due to obvious reason. I heard clapping sound and voice like "Wow Ma'am, you were saying earlier that you did not want male masseur near you and now you are sucking him like an ice cream. I was thinking all the way that you were waiting for me to complete your massage and I hurriedly completed my work to come back fast. You were just making me fool like you were very conservative but you are too fast. See, you started milking stranger dick in your first session. Anyway, I don't want to ruin your pleasure so enjoy you both, Haahhh" and lady masseur left the room.

I was not able to face her so I purposefully kept my eyes closed till she left. As my orgasm subsidised, my senses were coming back. I started feeling guilt about what just happened. How could I allow stranger to touch my boobs and my other body parts? How could I suck Raghav's cock just for pleasure? This was wrong and I just cheated on my husband. These all guilt thoughts just taken over my mind. When I opened my eyes I saw Raghav's rock hard dick standing near my face. He was still hoping that I would suck his dick but that was not going to happen.

I said: "Raghav, end this now. I am not the type of lady you thought. I have done sin today and you just motivated me to do that but this is enough. Please wear your clothes and give me my clothes so I can leave immediately."

Raghav was shocked hearing my comments and replied: "I am sorry ma'am but you approved that you want happy ending massage. It's okay at least you got to orgasm and got happy ending today. I did not get happy ending but that's okay." He looked sad. He was correct that I got to orgasm today. Though it was not appropriate to do this kind of stuff but he did very good massage and gave me best orgasm of my life. I was not able accept that he gave me orgasm better than my husband was giving me from long time that too without having sex. Earlier I was not aware what happy ending massage meant but I understood it that day. I felt like there was no fault from his side.

I said: "I am sorry, but I didn't know what happy ending massage meant. I thought it was part of package so I just said yes. You have given me best massage of my life so thank you so much for that. I am sorry that I couldn't make you happy in the end but might be next time. Please give me clothes so I can wear and leave. I don't want that all the saloon staff think that I am that kind of lady, you know. " I didn't know why I said him that I would make him cum next time. I had never talked like that before. I felt drastic change in my behaviour that day.

Raghav gave me clothes and went outside of the room. I wore clothes immediately and hurriedly went out side of saloon. I took cab and reached to home. I was thinking about all the events happened today while I was in the cab. Raghav's cock and my sucking images were not moving out of my mind. I was feeling like I cheated on my husband. I just wanted to say everything to my hubby but I was scared that he could give me divorce. I was super sad and my eyes were wet all the time.

As soon as I reached home, I couldn't hold my crying. I was crying for an hour thinking about all the things. I was not able to understand why I couldn't control myself. After sometime I figured out that it might be because of that drink which I drank before massage. This thought helped me reduce my guilt to some extent. I reached home around 4 PM so there was sill time for my hubby to come back from office. Normally Aaditya comes home around 7 PM. I thought to utilise this time to do some analysis on the events happened rather than crying so I started analysing all the events. I remembered the conversation of customer with saloon staff where she was saying that married ladies also do some slutty things with other men to just spice things in the marriage. I was not fully convinced with that thought but it gave me some relaxation that I did not do much worse thing. Then I tried to search same things online in blogs. I found some interesting things that it was not as taboo as it looked. Many ladies told anonymously that it helped boost their relationship with their husband. I got one more information that just sucking someone's dick didn't count like cheating. If someone does real penetration sex then only it can be counted as cheating. I got relaxed when I read all these stuff. I was already experiencing spiced up relationship after all these sexual encounter started. But I made promise to my self that I would not do this kind of sexual stuff again. Though I tried to console myself but I was still upset.

To divert my mind, I started preparing food for dinner. One side I was very happy as I got new make over and sexy smooth body but the other side I was sad as I did wrong act of sucking stranger man. The doorbell rang at 7 PM sharp and I was sure Aaditya would be there. I was very scared if he would find out something about my sexual encounter. I opened the door but I was not able to make eye contact with him. When he saw me, he was super happy and amazed to see my new look. He never saw me this much attractive. I was having fluffy smooth hair with very good color. My body was fully waxed and my face was glowing. He just stood still for sometime and was starring me from top to bottom. He forgot that he was still standing outside of the flat. Suddenly he just came inside and lifted me by holding my hip. He was praising me continuously and suddenly started kissing me on my lips. I was surprised by his sudden action. Immediately, images of sucking Raghav's cock flashed on my mind. Aaditya was kissing the same lips which were wrapped around Raghav's cock few hours back. I was feeling very sad that my husband was not aware about it. After a minute of kiss, he stopped and said something which just blew my mind. He said "My lips tasted very juicy today. The kiss was very different and best of all time." I was very surprised when I heard that. I was just holding my laughter and thinking that my poor hubby didn't know what type of adventure his beloved wife did today. This thing boosted my confidence that my adventure won't be known to my husband. I again remembered that Lady's comment that some outside sexual encounter could strengthen your relationship. My mind started believing that lady's comments.

We had a dinner together and Aaditya was praising my new look all the time. He looked super happy and was praising my new company that even before hiring they were giving this type of benefits then how many benefits they would give once I got selected. I also became happy once I heard this comment from him. After dinner, he was advancing with me to have sex but I didn't want to do it. I was not able to overcome the effects of massage experience so I rejected his proposal. I explained him that tomorrow would be the big day as my next round of interview was planned. He agreed with me on this comment and we slept. I had a dream of the same massage experience with Raghav. In the dream, I started sucking his dick willingly and he held my head firmly. He was giving huge strokes and acting like he was fucking my mouth. I was experiencing his dick deep inside my throat. My saliva was dropping on the floor due to continuous sucking. Then suddenly he removed his dick from my mouth and placed it on my forehead. Then he jerked it a little bit and he started cumming on my face. His first thick rope of cum went on my hair and then others on my forehead, my nose, chicks and lips. I was fully covered with his thick cum and then he was laughing at me as he created huge mess on me. This dream broke my sleep and I woke up. I was very scared because of this dream but my pussy was fully wet again. I was not able to understand what was happening to me.

I woke up early due to the dream. I saw that Aaditya was sleeping like a baby. This was the best sight of that day seeing your husband sleeping and I was fully charged for new day. I wanted to give my best to clear interview round that day. I started getting ready to go to office. As it was Friday, I wore Jeans and top. I wore designer full cup bra and matching panty that day. I wore designer bra because if something erotic come up like past day then I would not look like cheap aunty type lady wearing regular bra. I thought that day that I would do whatever it takes to clear the interview.

I reached office with full confidence. There were total 5 candidates remaining and all were girls. I didn't want to be modest but after makeover I was looking most beautiful among all the girls. My transition was clearly visible and that boosted my confidence. I was wearing half sleeve light color top and jeans. Top material was thick which was giving me comfort. Though it was very much modern attire as per me, I was conservative looking than other girls. Two of the girls were wearing only knee length one piece dress. One of the girl was wearing co-ords with jacket. Her top looked like crop top. The other girl was wearing jeans top like me but her top was sleeveless. Looked like they came to show their sexy body rather than giving interview. I needed to be more cautious because if interviewers were trapped in their strategy then it would be difficult for me to clear the interview. But one thing I would say that though they were looking hotter than me but I looked more beautiful and gorgeous than all others.

Then, the two interviewers came and greeted all of us. They told that all girls were looking really pretty after makeover. Then one of the interviewer started explaining today's plan.

Interviewer started saying "First of all, congratulations to all the ladies to reach very close to the final selection. There will be two different rounds today and by end of the day you would either be selected or rejected. So today is the D day for you all. Please give your 200% effort today so you can get selected. The first round is salesmanship round. Tt is the same old college round where you need to sell products. Salesmanship is very important in the role you have applied so we want to see who can sell the best. As you know, we like to do some modifications as per our company environment so we have done some changes in the round. Here, you don't need to sell items to us instead you will sell it to bunch of people inside our organisation. We have selected some male participants and gave them limited amount of money who can buy things for you. So they will buy the things if they think it is best deal for themselves. You can sell it if you think it is best deal for you. You are five girls and we have 15 gentleman so ideally each girl is having 3 gentleman so you can sell more items to them."

When I heard salesmanship round, I was very happy because I knew how to sell product but this looked more difficult to me.

Interviewer continued: "Now you would be having questions like what things you need to sell. So the answer is, you need to sell items you possess currently. We are going to give you list of items and it's base price written in it. It is having many items like bag, pen, lipstick, clutch, scarf etc. If you are having that item then you need to sell it above its base price. You need to maximise difference between sell price and base price to win. We will calculate the total difference and whoever is having highest will win this round."

All the girls were shocked to see this kind of variation in the interview round. Normally, we get question like sell me a pen but here it was very difficult. They gave paper with list of item names. It was having so many items girls keep with themselves and its price was also reasonable but I was still not sure why boys would buy girls items. I started checking all the items and started noting the ones which I was having with me so I could easily sell those.

Interviewer started saying again "So you got the list and I hope you understood the round. You all will be given 15 minutes to sell the items and collect money. One more thing I wanted to tell you is you will become real sellers and they will be real buyers so if you sell something then it's gone. You won't get it back so don't sell your expensive items just because its base price is less in the list. In this case, you will loose actual item just for winning this round. So please keep that in mind."

This was again new shock given by interviewer. I was thinking to sell my watch because its price was mentioned as 500 Rs but my watch was 2k Rs one. So I thought that if I could get 1k then it would be very good. But after hearing the rules I could not risk my watch. I was very much worried that time because I did not know what to sell.

Interviewer asked us to get up and follow them. Then we arrived in another room where many men were already present. Interviewer told us that these are the buyers. Then they announced that our 15 minutes started. I was not able to find the things to sell. Then I started with my pen. In the paper, it was mentioned as 5 Rs so I started selling for 10 Rs but no one was ready to buy it. I was very nervous that what to do. After some negotiations I was able to sell at 8 Rs but it was not enough.

I started checking what other girls were doing. I was shocked to see that girls started using their sex appeal to sell things. I saw one girl kissed on her handkerchief and started selling it and she found a buyer immediately. I was not comfortable with this kind of stuff but there was no choice. I also followed similar tactic and my handkerchief also sold with 50 Rs profit. Then I started thinking what other things can be done. Then I announced to sell my hair buckle which was holding my hair. I announced that whoever buys it he would get chance to remove it from my hair.  This was super bold move from me. This time instead of bargaining, they started bidding to give more price. I made 300 Rs profit and one lucky guy removed it from my hair.  He did it very slowly to get more time with me. It was different type of erotic experience and he messed my hair purposefully for his enjoyment. I did not get angry because he was giving me good money.

When I saw what other girls were doing, I could not believe on my eyes. One of the girl started selling her blazer which she was wearing. She was now only in her low neck crop top. The other girl who was wearing dress sat on ground and started selling her high heel shoes. She announced that the person can remove it from her legs. She purposefully sat in a way that buyer will have good view of her panty. I couldn't believe that girls can do this kind of stuff to win. I was very sure that I was going to loose as I couldn't do this kind of stuff. I became very sad as I was not able to find anything to sell. Time was also running very fast. There were only 3 minutes left.

Suddenly one person approached me and he said that he wants to buy something from me if I didn't mind. I was surprised because he was doing the opposite. Normally I should go to sellers. I was very excited and asked him what do you want.

(To give perspective to readers, this person who just met me is Rohit Jain. This was our first meeting and the weirdest one. He is a very handsome and funny person. Soon he became my good friend and later he saved me from losing to Mr Desai's challenge during party. You must be aware about that incident !!!)

He said: "Please don't mind, I am asking directly because there is no time to have long unnecessary conversation to build perspective. I need your bra you are wearing and I can give you 1000 Rs for that."

I gave him weird look that what he was saying. If he talked like this few days before then he would definitely received tight slap on his face but I was getting more and more comfortable with this kind of flirting and sexual stuff. So I didn't slap him but didn't pay much attention as he was just wasting my time.

When he understood that I just ignored him, he started explaining: "See, you are going to loose if you don't sell something with very good profit. I am trying to help you and you can also help me with your bra."

I had to reply him otherwise he was not going to give up so I responded: "This is not a good idea and why you are asking me for my bra? There are other girls also. Please go and ask them they will surely give you whatever you ask but I am not like those."

He just cut me in between and told: "You yourself gave the answer. I want your bra because you are not like other girls. You are a very cut and innocent looking girl and I want you to win. But I cannot help you win without buying something from you. Anyway, I like to bargain and other girls will not bargain but give me whatever I want so I am asking to you. You know 'BARGAIN for BRA GAIN' "

This kind of his flirty sense of humour just made me smile in this tense situation. First time I met a man who made me liked him in just few minutes. I replied: "That was really humorous but it is not possible even if I wanted to, because bra is not for sale and its not in the list also."

He told me to check the list again and when I looked, I couldn't believe my eyes. There was specific section for intimate wear and bra was there in that section. Its base price was 500 Rs so I would get 500 Rs profit. I could not imagine how they can put this kind of things in the list. Anyway, I did not want to do this trade as I cannot just take out my bra and give him.

I confirmed with him that it was in the list but I couldn't give it to him. Then he tried to explain that if I did not trade this then my defeat was confirmed. He was explaining me that why I was risking my future to avoid just few hours of suffering. He gave me confidence by explaining that I was wearing enough thick top that I could stay without my bra. Finally, he offered 1200 Rs for my bra.

My heart was still saying no but in a flow I told: "My bra is not cheap, I won't sell it below 2000 Rs." I couldn't believe my self that I was ready for this.

He excitedly told: "Is it? Are you wearing costly bra? But how can I trust you? Show me if you want more money otherwise I can offer only 1200 Rs."

This was the last chance to win and he was agreeing to give good money if he gets confirmation. So I just pulled up my top to show him my bra without much thinking. I just flashed for 10 seconds and lowered my top. I could see that he was pleasantly surprised to see my milky fair body. My both the mangoes were hidden inside my sexy bra. His eyes were widened and mouth was opened like he wanted to grab my boobs. He was very excited because in few seconds my both the mangoes were going to be free from the bra. He also saw my flat belly and bellybutton which was fuelling his excitement. This type of adventure brought pleasure to me for the first time. I was sure that after the show he would agree for the deal. But to my surprise, he offered only 1500 Rs and told that my bra was worth that much amount only.

I was very upset with his offering. He saw my body and then insulted it with bargaining. So I replied him angrily: "What are you saying Mr. ? Bra is just piece of cloth but its value depends on who is wearing it. I am not just any girl trying to sell her body. I am a respectful married woman and offering you my most precious piece of cloth which is never seen or touched by any other man apart from my husband." I couldn't imagine I said this kind of line to him.

My sentences made huge impact on him and I saw 2000 Rs being offered to me immediately.

There was no time to think as only 30 seconds were remaining. Immediately my hands entered inside back of my top. I opened my bra strap from behind and suddenly I felt my boobs becoming free. I have removed my bra thousands of time but it was different this time. I was doing it in front of a stranger buyer and many people might be seeing my act. Immediately I was aroused and my pussy started becoming wet. There was no time to react to my own emotion so I just gave him my bra. He looked like he was on cloud nine after buying married woman's bra. Immediately he smelled my bra and he looked like he was getting very high. He thanked me so many times that I gave him my bra. I felt that yesterday's sexual encounter with Raghav had given me courage to do this kind of stuff. The sexual acts from other girls also encouraged me to do this kind of stuff.

So there I was standing in a crowded room without my bra. My both the mangoes lost support and any slight jerk on my body was enough to create very good bounce of my boobs.

(To be Continued...)

[Muralimm]

Welcome back

This is so impressed keep rocking like this

[Pattdi]

Super update bro continue

[Blackdick11]

Awesome to see you back, buddy!

all the competitions that have taken place so far have been quite challenging,

but saundarya has successfully passed each round with her bold moves.

tbh, the circumstances of this competition have given her more confidence and made her more willing to take risks

now, only one final round remains

I'm completely assured that she will give her best effort in the last round, surpass the other girls, and be selected for the job




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[Bakchod Londa]

Wonderful update

[Bakchod Londa]

Hey buddy, when's the next update coming?

[ricah43165]

excellent!
I'm truly impressed by the gradual change that is taking place in saundarya.
Can't wait to see her in a whole new bold look!

[RJ668]

Wonderful update

It's now confirmed: she's the perfect candidate for the job. she's passing all the tasks set by the panelists and the boss. however, the boss seems to be favoring her too much.
only one final round remains,
and I want this one to be a little tougher,,,

[Kamuk Insaan]

Where're you at, bro? Since your last update, it's been a while.

I'm so damn excited to find out. Other than Krishnan and Raghav, how many dicks has Saundarya taken in her mouth and pussy?

[Blackdick11]

Where's our HEROINE Soundarya Sharma?

[Blackdick11]

Where's our HEROINE Soundarya Sharma?

[Aryan256]

Hello Readers,

I know it is very long time and many things have been changed during this time. I would like to revive my thread. Just wanted to know interest of readers before I start writing new update.

Would you like to enjoy the ride of becoming slutty secretary of our homely lady Saundarya? Do you still remember the story line?

I am open for feedback and suggestions before I move ahead.

[Saptanpay]

Hello Readers,

I know it is very long time and many things have been changed during this time. I would like to revive my thread. Just wanted to know interest of readers before I start writing new update.

Would you like to enjoy the ride of becoming slutty secretary of our homely lady Saundarya? Do you still remember the story line?

I am open for feedback and suggestions before I move ahead.

Waiting for so long

[Blackdick11]

Hello Readers,

I know it is very long time and many things have been changed during this time. I would like to revive my thread. Just wanted to know interest of readers before I start writing new update.

Would you like to enjoy the ride of becoming slutty secretary of our homely lady Saundarya? Do you still remember the story line?

I am open for feedback and suggestions before I move ahead.

Hell yes, still remember the story, I’m excited you’re restarting it  and been waiting to see how homely saundarya turn into a proper slutty secretary. 
Best of luck

[Bakchod Londa]

When are you planning to drop the next update, bro?

[pksfun2018]

Eagerly waiting for an update.

[Aryan256]

Waiting for so long

Hell yes, still remember the story, I’m excited you’re restarting it  and been waiting to see how homely saundarya turn into a proper slutty secretary. 
Best of luck

When are you planning to drop the next update, bro?

Eagerly waiting for an update.

Thank you very much for the responses. I can clearly see that many readers are waiting for the update. I am working on it. I cannot commit exact date but I will post it very soon. It can be as early as this weekend or may be in a week.

Please go through all the chapters if you want and I will give you next one very soon.

[Aryan256]

Hell yes, still remember the story, I’m excited you’re restarting it  and been waiting to see how homely saundarya turn into a proper slutty secretary. 
Best of luck

This is a perfect visualisation of how Saundarya Sharma is going to work in office making every dick on the edge but not giving anyone chance to touch her bouncing jugs. Let's guess who will be the first person to squeeze her melons and slide dick inside her till the time I work on new update.

[Blackdick11]

Who will be the first person? Hmmm… considering the job she has applied for and is currently interviewing for. it’s a secretary-cum-personal assistant position. so, logically, the man should be her boss… Manav Oberoi ;)

[Aryan256]

Chapter 14: Saundarya's transformation begins

After few moments, I realised that I did a very bad thing. Everyone got the news of my bra trading in few seconds. All the girls were surprised and started ogling at me. They looked at me with question on their face that how could I trade my bra. I was thinking that it was okay when they were doing all the sexual stuff with buyers but now they were looking at me like I did something wrong. I wanted to show them that no one can mess with me. If I was determined to win something then I would do it at any cost. When I looked around, I could see hungry eyes of every male present in the hall. I felt that all wanted to see my boobs hidden inside my top and they were thinking that my top might saw them glimpse of my free mangoes or nipples. I again became scared and started scolding myself that what I have done. I just lost my self respect for this kind of task. I was about to cry and I was not sure how to control my feelings.

Suddenly I heard some voice. "Hi, I am Rohit. I am sorry I couldn't introduce myself during our round. I must say you are very brave married woman and best negotiator also." Rohit moved his hand forward for shake hand.

I couldn't understand what to say or how to react. I was in bad mental state that time. I was seeing hungry wolfs of our society for the first time. When I saw his hand, I also moved forward my hand for shaking. I could only say "I...i...i... ammm Saundarya." Rohit just saw tears in my eyes and understood my mental condition.

Rohit immediately said in funny tone: "Nice to meet you Saundarya. So what should I call you "Braless Saundarya" or "dare devil Saundarya" " He smiled at me and pulled me towards him in a way that we both were side hugging each other. He was crushing one of my boobs on his body and caressing my back with his hand.

He said in my ears: "Hey, don't pay attention to other people. They are just jealous that you are going to win this round and they are not able to handle how much courage you have. You haven't done anything wrong. Bra trading was allowed in this round that's why it was in the list. You need to avoid this and become strong otherwise I would call you braless Saundarya everytime we meet."

Rohit gave me much needed strength and I was becoming comfortable. I never believed that some stranger would become so understanding in just first meeting. I met him before half an hour and now he was hugging me and giving me strength.

Rohit started flirting: "So dare devil Saundarya, your married mangoes are very soft and nice. How much would it cost to see these? Can I buy your top as well? I hope it's also in the list, Ha haha..."

I started laughing after hearing his flirting effort to calm me down. I did not bother its direct intention to see me topless. Then the announcement started to declare the winner and we turned to the announcer. They declared top 3 winners and I was first as expected. Thanks to Rohit who motivated me to sell my bra. I was very happy that I topped the round. In an unusual gesture, I thanked him openly for buying my bra. Rohit asked for party in return and I replied that he already have most precious gift from me. I was openly responding to his flirts.

Then interviewer announced lunch break for one hour and asked us to come back to one meeting room post lunch. I wanted to give this news to my hubby so I called him and briefly told him that I cleared the round and next round will be after lunch break. I obviously skipped details about bra trading and all. Then Rohit and me went to office cafeteria for lunch. I was braless all the time. Though I was trying to get comfortable with the situation, I was continuously staying aroused in this condition. We chatted a lot during the lunch time and exchanged our phone numbers also. He was very much attracted to me. I was also enjoying his company. This was my first experience of having company of male friend other than my husband.

Lunch time passed very fast and it was the time to say good bye to my new friend. He wanted to wish me luck so he raised his hand for shake hand but I just tightly hugged him this time. He was pleasantly surprised by my bold move. I freely gave him access to feel my soft braless boobs and Rohit was super happy. I said to him while hugging "Thank you so much for giving me emotional support and help me win last round. This tight hug is the return gift from my side. This is my kind gesture to thank you. Before you say that I am giving you very small reward, let me assure you that I will give you big party if I get selected" 

Rohit responded "I just want some gift from you, not party" I knew what he was referring to, I said "Ok, I will think about it later, ha ha. I want to focus on selection round now" I waved good bye and started walking towards meeting room.

The three of us who survived the sales round were escorted down a quiet, carpeted hallway and ushered into a state-of-the-art meeting room. The space screamed pure, intimidating luxury with a massive mahogany table dominating the center. Without my bra, the thick fabric of my top rubbed directly against my bare, heavy boobs with every step, keeping my nipples rock-hard and my pussy wet with lingering excitement.

The two male interviewers stood near a humming projector, their eyes visibly dropping to my chest where my braless boobs rested with a natural, heavy droop. "Congratulations, ladies, you are our top three and are all guaranteed a job today," the lead interviewer announced, his voice slightly husky as he admired my unbound assets.

Before we could process the confusion of all being hired, the heavy oak doors opened and Kavya, the Head of HR, strutted in. She was breathtakingly bold, wearing a skin-tight crimson skirt that hugged her plump thighs, and a low-cut black blouse that barely contained her massive boobs spilling out of her black lace bra. She exuded raw, sexual authority.

"Welcome to the inner circle, girls," Kavya purred, her hips swaying seductively as she picked up the remote for the projector. "You all have a job, yes, but the package you get depends entirely on how much of your body and mind you are willing to dedicate to us."

The projector flashed to Role A: 20 Lakhs. "This is our entry-level Secretary to the Board," Kavya explained smoothly, running a manicured hand down her curvy waist and drawing attention to her own massive boobs spilling dangerously out of her lace bra. "It requires occasional overtime and a commitment to no pregnancies for the first two years. It's a stable, standard role." I shifted slightly in my leather chair, feeling the thick material of my top rub deliciously against my bare boobs, sending a sudden, arousing tingle straight down to my clit.

She clicked the remote to Role B: 35 Lakhs. "In this position, you become the Personal Secretary to our CEO, specifically dedicated to managing and entertaining our existing, long-term clients," Kavya said, her sharp eyes deliberately tracking the heavy, unconstrained bounce of my bare boobs beneath my top as I took a nervous breath. "You will accompany the CEO to exclusive weekend parties, and the company will curate your wardrobe to ensure your physical assets keep these established men completely captivated and happy. Furthermore, to protect our investments, there is a strict rule of absolutely no unprotected sex outside the organization. Your body must remain a pristine, energetic vessel that is always ready to serve the CEO's corporate needs."

Finally, the screen turned a luxurious gold for Role C: 55 Lakhs. "This is our premium role, where you act as the CEO's personal weapon to acquire new, high-net-worth clients," Kavya whispered, her voice dripping with a raw sensuality that made my panties soak with fresh, undeniable wetness. "This requires private air travel with your boss, where you will learn to enjoy high-end liquor and smoke gracefully to lower the inhibitions of powerful men during late-night meetings. In this role, your wardrobe is strictly divided; when at home with your husband, you will dress entirely conservatively, burying your gorgeous curves and tightly strapping your boobs into modest, boring fabrics. However, the moment you step into the office or travel with the CEO, you will frequently discard your bra entirely and wear the most revealing, sexy outfits we provide, allowing your deep cleavage to be on full, glorious display."

"By hiding your body at home, your true, highly sexual self is reserved exclusively for the company," Kavya purred, her corporate euphemisms beautifully implying that my ultimate loyalty, obedience, and deepest desires would soon belong entirely to my boss rather than my husband. "Because you are the CEO's prime asset for winning new business, your ultimate duty is absolute hospitality, graciously fulfilling whatever private demands these new clients request to sign a contract. To maintain this intense, pent-up energy for your boss, zero sexual contact is allowed outside work, meaning you cannot even sleep with your husband or boyfriend. You may relieve his needs with your hand, but only after seeking approval from management, ensuring that every drop of your lust belongs solely to the men who run this empire."

I sat there, the heavy fabric of my top brushing against my highly sensitive, braless boobs as Kavya’s words hung in the air. The package of fifty-five lakhs was life-changing, but the restrictions on my private life felt incredibly invasive. I cleared my throat, forcing my voice to remain steady and professional.
"Ma'am, these roles and packages are truly exceptional," I began, my tone mild and respectful, despite the wet heat pulsing between my thighs. "I am fully prepared to dedicate my time, energy, and loyalty to the CEO and the company. However, for Role C, I don't quite understand the necessity of the intimacy clause. If I am performing my professional duties at the highest level, why does the company need to restrict my private, marital life? Surely, my personal time with my husband wouldn't affect my performance."

Kavya didn't look offended; instead, a slow, knowing smile spread across her red lips. She walked slowly around the mahogany table until she was standing right beside my chair. The intoxicating scent of her expensive perfume washed over me, and I couldn't help but stare at the deep, luscious cleavage spilling from her unbuttoned black blouse.

"That is a very fair question, Saundarya," Kavya murmured, her voice a smooth, corporate purr. She leaned down slightly, her eyes deliberately tracing the heavy, unconstrained droop of my boobs and the prominent, jutting peaks of my nipples beneath my shirt.

"Think of this purely in terms of physical stamina and focus," Kavya explained gracefully, her gaze holding mine captive. "When a woman engages in regular intimacy with her husband, it naturally alters her physical state. She stays up late, she expends massive amounts of energy, and she wakes up the next morning physically drained and mentally completely relaxed. Her edge is gone."

She gently trailed a single, manicured fingernail along the edge of the mahogany table, drawing my attention to her deliberate movements.

"In Role C, you are managing high-stress negotiations, late-night events, and unpredictable travel schedules," Kavya continued, her voice dropping to a husky whisper. "We cannot afford for our premium asset to arrive at a crucial client meeting looking tired, with her energy depleted from the night before. We need you sharp. We need you vibrating with focus and intensity. When you deny yourself that private release at home, you build up an incredible reservoir of physical energy and drive. That tension, that pent-up vitality, gives you a magnetic edge that clients instinctively respond to."

I swallowed hard, a fresh wave of arousal soaking my panties as the true, erotic subtext of her words hit me. She wasn't just talking about sleep deprivation; she was saying the company wanted me desperate, sensitive, and brimming with unfulfilled desire whenever I was around my boss or his clients.

"If you expend your vital energy at home," Kavya reasoned, making it sound like a perfectly logical corporate wellness policy, "you become a dull, exhausted asset during working hours. The company is paying you fifty-five lakhs to guarantee that your absolute peak physical and mental energy is reserved entirely for us. We simply cannot allow personal fatigue to compromise multi-crore contracts. If you are going to invest your physical stamina, you must do it strictly for the company's benefit, when and where we require it."

I sat in stunned silence. Her corporate explanation was flawless, yet dangerously arousing. The idea of being forced to hoard my energy—saving all my wetness, my sensitivity, and the heavy bounce of my untouched boobs exclusively for my boss—made terrifyingly perfect sense. I was beginning to realize that fifty-five lakhs didn't just buy my professional skills; it bought complete control over my body's deepest rhythms.

Before I could fully process the reality of hoarding all my sexual energy for the company, Kavya clicked the projector remote again. The screen flashed to an illustration of a woman’s leg, with various skirt lengths marked by words measuring societal judgment.

"Now, let’s talk about presentation," Kavya purred, pacing gracefully in front of the screen. "In this company, we completely reject traditional modesty. Words like 'Proper,' 'Old Fashioned,' and 'Matronly' do not exist in our corporate vocabulary."

I stared at the word 'Matronly' at the very bottom of the projected leg near the ankle. Until this morning's makeover, that was my entire life. I had always hidden my curves in loose, modest clothing, terrified of drawing a man's gaze. Yet, as I stood there without my bra, feeling the heavy, naked friction against my boobs with every breath, my body was violently rebelling against my conservative upbringing. A hot, dripping wetness flooded my panties just imagining my bare thighs dangerously exposed.

Kavya pointed to the mid-thigh area of the image, tapping the words 'Flirty' and 'Tease'.

"For Role A, this is your absolute baseline," Kavya explained, running a hand down her own curvy figure. "You start at 'Flirty' and 'Tease.' You will wear short skirts and fitted tops. You are expected to show enough skin and shape to keep the Board of Directors visually stimulated during long internal meetings."

She traced her manicured finger higher up the projected leg, entering the upper thigh area labeled 'Cheeky,' 'Provocative,' and 'Asking For It.'

"As we move to Role B, managing existing clients, your outfits escalate into this territory," Kavya said, her sharp eyes locking onto the unconstrained bounce of my heavy boobs. "This means sheer blouses, deep necklines, and skirts that ride dangerously high when you cross your legs. You must be a constant, captivating visual treat."

I glanced at the other two candidates. They were nodding along, completely unfazed by the prospect of dressing to deliberately provoke male clients. Their casual acceptance made my own strict boundaries feel incredibly fragile. My mind was screaming that I was a respectable wife, but my body was acting like a starved animal. My clit throbbed, and my aching nipples pushed desperately against my top. My conservative mind and my highly aroused body were being ripped in completely opposite directions, and to my absolute shock, my body was winning.

Finally, Kavya’s finger slid to the very top of the thigh on the illustration, pointing directly at the top two tiers: 'Slut' and 'Whore'.

"And for Role C, our premium weapon," Kavya whispered, her voice dropping to a husky, seductive register. "You will operate strictly, and exclusively, in these top two levels. The outfits we provide are designed to completely disarm new billionaires. You will wear micro-skirts that barely cover your panties and dresses with plunging necklines that leave very little to the imagination."

She paused, taking a slow step toward me, her eyes locked onto the heavy, unconstrained droop of my boobs hidden just beneath my fabric.

"But the true power of Role C lies in your absolute adaptability to the CEO's strategic needs," Kavya purred softly. "While you will always dress to provoke, there will be high-stakes negotiations where standard corporate seduction isn't enough. On those days, the CEO will personally dictate the finer details of your presentation. He may decide that the fabric of your blouse is too thick, or that the structured support beneath it is too distracting for the client."

The hidden meaning in her corporate euphemisms hit me like a physical blow. She was saying the CEO could order me to take off my bra on a whim.

"When the CEO gives that directive," Kavya continued, her tone authoritative yet dripping with raw sensuality, "you obey without hesitation. You will walk into that boardroom completely unburdened. When you lean over a table to hand a billionaire a contract, the CEO wants the unconstrained, natural bounce of your naked boobs on full display, completely mesmerizing the client into signing."

I took a shaky breath, a hot, dripping wetness flooding my panties. The psychological dynamic was staggering. As the Role C secretary, I would wield immense sexual power, capable of bending wealthy billionaires to my will with a single, braless sway of my chest. Yet, underneath that immense power, I would be entirely submissive to my boss. My body, my wardrobe, and the very support holding up my heavy mangoes would be dictated entirely by his corporate strategy. I would be a queen to the clients, but a total, obedient slave to the CEO.

"But there is a crucial flip side to Roles B and C," Kavya continued, her tone shifting seamlessly back to strict corporate logic. "Because your physical allure is such a high-value asset, women in these client-facing roles are mandated to wear strictly conservative, heavily layered clothing whenever you are outside the office or at home. You will go back to the 'Matronly' tier. High necks, thick fabrics, completely burying your figure."

She leaned in close to me, the intoxicating scent of her perfume washing over my flushed skin.

"By forcing you to completely hide your body at home, we achieve two things," Kavya murmured, the erotic subtext thick in the air. "First, we lower your husband's visual triggers, stopping him from initiating intimacy so you can preserve your physical energy. But more importantly, it builds your desperation."
Kavya smiled, her eyes locked on my visibly aroused state. "When you spend your entire weekend suffocating under thick, modest clothes, completely untouched and unseen, your body starts to crave attention. It makes you desperate to be looked at, desperate to feel beautiful. So, when Monday morning comes and the CEO orders you to strip away those modest layers, sliding you into a micro-skirt and demanding you leave your bra in your desk drawer, the psychological relief is intoxicating. You walk into this office vibrating with frustrated, highly sexual energy—and that raw, submissive desperation to please your boss is exactly what the CEO needs to conquer his clients."

My mind was reeling, completely unable to absorb the demands of this dark, seductive corporate world. The thought of my body being used as a strategic tool, my wardrobe controlled by a CEO who could order me to expose my bouncing, unsupported boobs on a whim, shattered every mental boundary I had ever built. Yet, as my conservative mind screamed in protest, my body betrayed me. A thick, hot wetness continued to pool in my panties, and my heavy, braless boobs ached with a terrifying new hunger.

"Does anyone have any questions regarding the roles or the wardrobe mandates?" Kavya asked, her gaze sweeping the room.

Everyone was silent but my mind wanted me to speak though my body was transforming


(To be continued ...)