07-03-2022, 03:15 PM
As assistant to floor in-charge I got around 15,000 bucks a month. That with the pension of my father barely made about 19, 000, just enough for mouths of a joint family.
The mill was dying and only a year back we had anticipated that a partial lay -off was inevitable. However I saw another wonder when the management brought new Chief Executive Officer [CEO] Rama Reddi.
He was in mid forties bit dark and was a large man in all ways. The way he worked and lived made him legendary in mill. I had seen him many times and felt his sweating and struggling heat close to me.
We saw how a charge had been infused in our dead machines! Soon the wheels on floors began roaring and the mill stores were piling with stocks we were manufacturing. Unending line of trucks were now lifting mill products from store sheds. Within ten months the lay off fears had gone and we listened only of expansion plans.
The CEO mostly wore sports shirt, which showed ample of his hairy chest. He was also equipped by overflowing manly capacities as his loose pants always displayed his massive testicles and huge sexual organ that were unable to accommodate there.
At times mill people giggly narrated that how they saw him brushing his bulge with back of his palm in meetings and even adjusting it better in the folds of the pant.
Like for any big man, tales began floating about him. Some said that he had problems with his wife because of over fucking and she lived at Bombay with their daughter. Some one told me in confidence that Reddi ji could fuck a woman solidly all the night and presently he was daily fucking Chief General Manager's wife in company guesthouse.
There were rumors and rumors but no had any confirmation. However I had some idea that many women from other sections had been recently shifted to his office.
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On that turning day of my life, my wife and I had gone with my parent and sister to that wedding function. That family was well acquainted with all of us. Ruchi had taken her time at home to prepare her and looked lovely in dark pink sari and tight thin blouse over white brasseries that was sensuously visible on her flat back. She had worn pinkish sandals matching to sari in her delicious feet. Her eyes and oval face looked killing in night.
There was good gathering in the decorated marriage hall, which had a big stage set with a pair of red wedding sofa. In front of stage on hall floor there were about thirty rows of chairs and two of sofas for guests and VIPs. My parents and father met many old acquaintances.
Around 8 p someone from mill announced little loudly that Reddi ji was arriving. There was a little uproar and I saw host hurriedly walking to gate. Little later Reddi ji entered the hall in white pant and blue sports shirt, revealing his hairy chest. Before host could guide him to front sofa some mill man saw him and came to him.
He had an aroma around him and people gathered around him, as if he was the groom of day. Every one looked cautious for his words and for some time the function looked as mill's business meeting.
After some chatting there with mill people, Chief General Manager [CGM] Mr. Sen and his wife escorted him to a front sofa and where they sat. As they were taking with each other, bride's father came with a boy carrying a try and served VIP with some snacks and coffee. CEO appeared to me a real in charge of all.
Sen was in mid forties, fair and tall. He looked always sincere to his boss type man at high place in his expensive suit and rectangular glasses.
Mrs. Sen was sitting cross-legged besides her husband and appeared only in late thirties or at the most in early forties not very tin nor fat but was a bit busty and had smooth wide hips of mature woman. She looked elegant in her expensive blue sari and had carefully polished her nails red and wore all signs from diamond wedding ring to silver ring on her feet's finger.
She looked fresh and didn't give any impression of over fucked woman as per tales about her affairs with so called fuck master Reddi ji.
The mill was dying and only a year back we had anticipated that a partial lay -off was inevitable. However I saw another wonder when the management brought new Chief Executive Officer [CEO] Rama Reddi.
He was in mid forties bit dark and was a large man in all ways. The way he worked and lived made him legendary in mill. I had seen him many times and felt his sweating and struggling heat close to me.
We saw how a charge had been infused in our dead machines! Soon the wheels on floors began roaring and the mill stores were piling with stocks we were manufacturing. Unending line of trucks were now lifting mill products from store sheds. Within ten months the lay off fears had gone and we listened only of expansion plans.
The CEO mostly wore sports shirt, which showed ample of his hairy chest. He was also equipped by overflowing manly capacities as his loose pants always displayed his massive testicles and huge sexual organ that were unable to accommodate there.
At times mill people giggly narrated that how they saw him brushing his bulge with back of his palm in meetings and even adjusting it better in the folds of the pant.
Like for any big man, tales began floating about him. Some said that he had problems with his wife because of over fucking and she lived at Bombay with their daughter. Some one told me in confidence that Reddi ji could fuck a woman solidly all the night and presently he was daily fucking Chief General Manager's wife in company guesthouse.
There were rumors and rumors but no had any confirmation. However I had some idea that many women from other sections had been recently shifted to his office.
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On that turning day of my life, my wife and I had gone with my parent and sister to that wedding function. That family was well acquainted with all of us. Ruchi had taken her time at home to prepare her and looked lovely in dark pink sari and tight thin blouse over white brasseries that was sensuously visible on her flat back. She had worn pinkish sandals matching to sari in her delicious feet. Her eyes and oval face looked killing in night.
There was good gathering in the decorated marriage hall, which had a big stage set with a pair of red wedding sofa. In front of stage on hall floor there were about thirty rows of chairs and two of sofas for guests and VIPs. My parents and father met many old acquaintances.
Around 8 p someone from mill announced little loudly that Reddi ji was arriving. There was a little uproar and I saw host hurriedly walking to gate. Little later Reddi ji entered the hall in white pant and blue sports shirt, revealing his hairy chest. Before host could guide him to front sofa some mill man saw him and came to him.
He had an aroma around him and people gathered around him, as if he was the groom of day. Every one looked cautious for his words and for some time the function looked as mill's business meeting.
After some chatting there with mill people, Chief General Manager [CGM] Mr. Sen and his wife escorted him to a front sofa and where they sat. As they were taking with each other, bride's father came with a boy carrying a try and served VIP with some snacks and coffee. CEO appeared to me a real in charge of all.
Sen was in mid forties, fair and tall. He looked always sincere to his boss type man at high place in his expensive suit and rectangular glasses.
Mrs. Sen was sitting cross-legged besides her husband and appeared only in late thirties or at the most in early forties not very tin nor fat but was a bit busty and had smooth wide hips of mature woman. She looked elegant in her expensive blue sari and had carefully polished her nails red and wore all signs from diamond wedding ring to silver ring on her feet's finger.
She looked fresh and didn't give any impression of over fucked woman as per tales about her affairs with so called fuck master Reddi ji.
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