ab tak 42 - Autobiography of the Promiscuous Male

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Girl 28: Employee in Office: Ankita Sharma - Part I

As I told you that within few months of my marriage, I had started a business of my own. Miss World then took over the company as Prop. and this was about time that I had just made a transition from job to full time business but as an employee in that company.

I had hired a big boobed receptionist for that office, however, she was fucked much later in her job. This incident relates to yet another employee who joined in marketing and remained with us for a short span of 3-4 months.

Her name was Ankita Sharma, she was married for nearly two years, no child as yet and was an MBA from one of those colleges near Delhi. She spoke fluent English. Was tall, mostly wore tight jeans which showed her long shapely legs. Her boobs in Smart Shirts and smart blazers (it being winters in Delhi) looked enticing and oversized (as you can see in pic on last page). Her middle length hair were straightened and she always wore big earrings. Those earrings always matched her dress and also deflected attention from her otherwise plain face, which was not very beautiful, though she was very fair. She always wore heavy perfume that could be felt from few feets far off. I had hired her looking at her previous track record at a relatively higher salary because I thought she could drive business and in heart of heart I thought predominantly male clientele of ours would give more business to her. Ladies in marketing were anyways very less in our area of business.

This was also the time when Miss World was Pregnant and she was somewhat irregular in the office. The office now boasted of 3 female and 4 male employees within a short span of operation. Sanghmitra, Big Boobed Receptionist and Ankita were the female employees. I was having regular sex with Miss World and Sanghmitra and eyeing a chance to fuck Big Boobed Receptionist. Ankita was not hired for fucking but luckily she fell into my lap.

The office was in a flat and thin plywood partitions were made in the hall. One room was the Boss Cabin which was held by Miss World or in her absence by me, as I was the de facto boss. The other room was made a conference room. Hall had four plywood partitions and a large open area with Table for receptionist on one side.

The conference room and boss cabin was having the common toilet which opened from both the rooms. There was another toilet outside. The inner toilet was labelled Ladies Cloakroom, but being the boss I used it.

On that fatefull day, the office was bustling with activity when I entered the toilet from boss's cabin. I heard a girl talking on the phone in the conference room. It was not strange for an employee to sit in conference room and take a call, as for long discussions, it was peaceful. The hall was always noisy. I realized it was Ankita and she was not discussing office stuff.

I tried to hear clearly and focused on the conversation from Ankita's side. She was talking to a female friend of hers.
Ankita: Aur Behanchodh, phir uska dost aa gaya. udhar se Harish ke phone pe phone aa rahe the. (And behanchodh his friend came there, and on the other hand Harish was calling me incessantly) (Harish was her husband)

Little Later

Ankita: Maine kaha tha na, ye behanchodh mujhe marwaayega us din bhi to saare hall mein the aur mujhe pakad liya usne andar waale kamre mein, wohi pe shuru ho gaya boobs dabaane (I told you na, this sister-fucker would get me caught, on that day, when everyone was in hall, he caught me in the inner room and he started pressing my boobs there itself)

Was she having an affair?

But I was having difficulty hearing clearly what she was saying. I slowly opened the door and peeped in. Her back was towards me. I tiptoed silently behind her, trying to catch her conversation. But somehow she was alerted and she disconnected the call and stood up, saying, "Good Afternoon, "Sir"

"What was going on in here?" I demanded

She did not know how much I had heard, but thought I had heard a lot, so she started mumbling. I asked her to come to my cabin. Ankta was petrified and she came to my cabin and I asked her to sit down.
I opened the conversation, "Who was he?"

Anikta: "No One, it was my friend"

I made my next move, "I mean the boy you were discussing"

Ankita: Looked Down and said, "No Sir".

I pushed the envelope further, "Someone in Office?"

Ankita: "No Sir"

I: "In last Office?"

Ankita: Silence

I: "Harish knows about it?"

Ankita: "No Sir"

I played the last move akin to Check in Chess: "And what if he knows about it?"

Ankita: She went all white and looked down

I let her go from this Check: "Listen, I care a damn what is happening in your personal life, but, it should not impact your work. Also, office should not be party to any problems which you face because of it." Understood?

Ankita: "Yes Sir."

I: "You can go now."

I had the reputation of being very tough task master in office. I fired non-performers very fast and everyone in the office thought that Ankita may have got a hearing from me for her less than expected performance. And though Ankita was just twenty odd days old in the office, someone might well have advised her to float her resume for a new job.

That evening, while fucking Sanghamitra at another hideaway location of ours (This was a two room house in one of the not so upwardly mobile locations of Delhi, owned by one of the political friends of mine hailing from UP. This flat had two rooms, a bed room and a drawing room apart from kitchen and bathroom, this flat was used as party office during elections and otherwise rarely used by him, I was the custodian of that flat for many years), I told Sanghmitra about the same. She told me that she also suspected the same as this girl fiddled with her phone quite often. When I told Sanghmitra that Ankita had a tight ass. Sanghmitra called me bastard and wanted me to not mess with her. But I told her that she should go away from office on some day for some pretext when Ankita was alone in office with me. She reminded me that receptionist is always there.

Next ten days I did not get a chance to be alone with Ankita in the office. And it happened on eleventh or twelveth day from that. All boys were in field and it was three girls and me in office. Ankita was putting her name in the movement register when I called her in the cabin. She told me that she was going to so and so client. I told her to cancel the appointment as I had something important to discuss with her. Sanghmitra was also there in the hall and when Ankita entered my cabin, she also walked in and made an excuse of not feeling well. I told her that she can take a day off if she wished. So went Sanghmitra. The only problem was Receptionist sitting in the hall and anyone who could return to office.

Ankita had kept her phone on the table. Ever since that interaction with me, she used to go quiet in front of me. I picked up her cellphone and started going through her SMS. She objected to it, but was overruled by me. There was an sms to the guy called Kartik, "Boss stopped me, won't be able to meet today" and there was no reply from that guy. While I was checking the phone sms from Kartik beeped up, "But I am already on my way, anyways OK, all the best"

I placed that phone on my table and asked her, "So, this is what you do in office time?"

Ankita was shaken badly and offered to resign immediately.

"Easy way out, is not it?", "You will not do the job for which you are hired, but will quit" "And what happens to the salary which we have to pay you" and so on I asked many questions to her for which she did not have any answers. At one time she even offered to forego her salary, but I asked her about the "Opportunity cost" and things like that.

How did things progress further, in next part of my chronicles