13-05-2019, 05:04 PM
Although Shyam was long past the stage of actively pursuing women, he had lately found his thoughts dwelling on Kalpana. He had come to realize that just behind the façade of a carefully cultivated blandness of manner lurked a very attractive and sensual woman, occasionally revealing herself through a coquettish smile or a flash of her expressive eyes. Although her clothes were always modest, there was no doubt that they concealed a well endowed, shapely and very feminine figure. He was also aware that she enjoyed being around him, particularly in the late evenings. He had occasionally caught her looking intently at him with an appreciative half smile on her face when she thought he wasn't looking.
"Well, well! What do we have here?" He asked himself reflectively. His heart skipped a beat as he speculated on what the future held in store for them...
***
Finally, Sigma Marketing Consultancy was ready to make their presentation to Trident's senior management about their recommendations to revamp the marketing at Trident's subsidiary. The presentation was scheduled to begin at 11 AM on a Saturday. The venue was a small conference room at the business center of a downtown luxury hotel. Kalpana was well aware of the importance of the presentation. She wanted to make sure that everything went well and nothing was left to chance. She came to the venue at 8 AM, well before anyone else's arrival & got busy with placement of the projector & slides, checking the flower arrangements, confirming the menu with the hotel staff and recapitulating in her mind the main points of the presentation. She was tense & nervous, but also excited.
That day, Kalpana wore a smart salwar kameez outfit. The kameez was thin, front opening white muslin, with little buttons running down to the navel. The neckline was oval shaped, with a modest amount of skin showing. It had dainty embroidery work on it. The plain white, snug fitting kameez was paired with bright printed cotton salwar and a matching printed dupatta. The dupatta was large, made from a very thin synthetic material that dbangd well and was so smooth that it tended to slip off with the slightest movement. Since the kameez was almost translucent, she wore a soft thin cotton slip underneath it, to preserve her modesty. She wanted to de-emphasize her generously proportioned bosom, so next to her skin she wore a soft tight fitting sports bra that flattened her breasts into rounded mounds. It also felt more comfortable in her present condition. Unfortunately, by flattening them out, the bra also squeezed her breasts sideways and up; the rounded curves peeped out of her otherwise modest neckline, with just a hint of cleavage showing. She saw this in the mirror with slight annoyance but covered it up with her dupatta...
Just as she was settling down, there was a sharp knock on the door and Shyam walked in. He was dressed in a white T shirt, shorts and trainers. He was sweating profusely and wiping his face with a large napkin. As per his Saturday routine, he had finished working out in the hotel's health club and had decided to take a look at the arrangements for the presentation, before taking a shower.
"Hello Kalpana! How's it going?" He asked. Kalpana's nostrils flared as she smelt his strong masculine scent. Her heart thudded against her ribs and her mouth went dry. She had not been expecting anybody so early, least of all Shyam. Her nervousness and tension grew. Somewhere within her, she felt a tiny flame light up.
"Yes... Yes sir! Everything is under control. There... there'll be no problem..." She stammered. Shyam could sense Kalpana's nervousness.
"Good... good! But I think you just need to relax a bit. Let's sit down and have some tea!" He said and ordered tea over the intercom.
"OK sir!" She whispered.
In her nervousness, Kalpana kept standing, her fingers fidgeting with her dupatta. It promptly slipped off her shoulders and Shyam's eyes feasted on the plump curves of her breasts peeping out of the neck opening. She hurriedly covered up again but the dupatta kept slipping...
"Please take a seat!" Shyam said, indicating the chair next to his. He was seated at the head of the conference table.
"Thank you sir!" She whispered. The dupatta slipped and once again he was treated to the delightful sight of her full breasts swelling out of the neckline as her chest rose & fell in time with her erratic breathing.
The bell rang and the bearer brought in the tea and mixed it for them. They sipped tea while Shyam looked speculatively at her. Her dupatta was again in place. Her lower eyelids were inflamed. Her fingers once again fidgeted with the dupatta. She was nervous & tense as hell!
"Kalpana, just relax and take it easy!" He told her, concerned.
Their fingers touched as Shyam took the cup from her hand and placed it on the table. Kalpana shot a quick look at him before looking away, acutely aware of the fleeting touch. She rested her hands on the table and looked into her lap, breathing unevenly. He breathed in the delightful scent of her perfume as he walked over behind her and rested his hands lightly on her shoulders.
"Well, well! What do we have here?" He asked himself reflectively. His heart skipped a beat as he speculated on what the future held in store for them...
***
Finally, Sigma Marketing Consultancy was ready to make their presentation to Trident's senior management about their recommendations to revamp the marketing at Trident's subsidiary. The presentation was scheduled to begin at 11 AM on a Saturday. The venue was a small conference room at the business center of a downtown luxury hotel. Kalpana was well aware of the importance of the presentation. She wanted to make sure that everything went well and nothing was left to chance. She came to the venue at 8 AM, well before anyone else's arrival & got busy with placement of the projector & slides, checking the flower arrangements, confirming the menu with the hotel staff and recapitulating in her mind the main points of the presentation. She was tense & nervous, but also excited.
That day, Kalpana wore a smart salwar kameez outfit. The kameez was thin, front opening white muslin, with little buttons running down to the navel. The neckline was oval shaped, with a modest amount of skin showing. It had dainty embroidery work on it. The plain white, snug fitting kameez was paired with bright printed cotton salwar and a matching printed dupatta. The dupatta was large, made from a very thin synthetic material that dbangd well and was so smooth that it tended to slip off with the slightest movement. Since the kameez was almost translucent, she wore a soft thin cotton slip underneath it, to preserve her modesty. She wanted to de-emphasize her generously proportioned bosom, so next to her skin she wore a soft tight fitting sports bra that flattened her breasts into rounded mounds. It also felt more comfortable in her present condition. Unfortunately, by flattening them out, the bra also squeezed her breasts sideways and up; the rounded curves peeped out of her otherwise modest neckline, with just a hint of cleavage showing. She saw this in the mirror with slight annoyance but covered it up with her dupatta...
Just as she was settling down, there was a sharp knock on the door and Shyam walked in. He was dressed in a white T shirt, shorts and trainers. He was sweating profusely and wiping his face with a large napkin. As per his Saturday routine, he had finished working out in the hotel's health club and had decided to take a look at the arrangements for the presentation, before taking a shower.
"Hello Kalpana! How's it going?" He asked. Kalpana's nostrils flared as she smelt his strong masculine scent. Her heart thudded against her ribs and her mouth went dry. She had not been expecting anybody so early, least of all Shyam. Her nervousness and tension grew. Somewhere within her, she felt a tiny flame light up.
"Yes... Yes sir! Everything is under control. There... there'll be no problem..." She stammered. Shyam could sense Kalpana's nervousness.
"Good... good! But I think you just need to relax a bit. Let's sit down and have some tea!" He said and ordered tea over the intercom.
"OK sir!" She whispered.
In her nervousness, Kalpana kept standing, her fingers fidgeting with her dupatta. It promptly slipped off her shoulders and Shyam's eyes feasted on the plump curves of her breasts peeping out of the neck opening. She hurriedly covered up again but the dupatta kept slipping...
"Please take a seat!" Shyam said, indicating the chair next to his. He was seated at the head of the conference table.
"Thank you sir!" She whispered. The dupatta slipped and once again he was treated to the delightful sight of her full breasts swelling out of the neckline as her chest rose & fell in time with her erratic breathing.
The bell rang and the bearer brought in the tea and mixed it for them. They sipped tea while Shyam looked speculatively at her. Her dupatta was again in place. Her lower eyelids were inflamed. Her fingers once again fidgeted with the dupatta. She was nervous & tense as hell!
"Kalpana, just relax and take it easy!" He told her, concerned.
Their fingers touched as Shyam took the cup from her hand and placed it on the table. Kalpana shot a quick look at him before looking away, acutely aware of the fleeting touch. She rested her hands on the table and looked into her lap, breathing unevenly. He breathed in the delightful scent of her perfume as he walked over behind her and rested his hands lightly on her shoulders.
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