02-01-2019, 12:21 PM
Ramesh
The team of four had seized control of the conference room for the Singapore client’s project. The room was spacious; the oval table in the center provided ample space to spread out the reams of charts and market reports. True to form, their Singapore office, which opened four hours earlier, had sent in all the necessary documents, client profile and requirement stats etc. early in the morning through the secure company server. The necessary printouts had been taken, copies made, reuter reports scavenged – and all these lay littered over the table. Ramesh was sitting at one end, Preeti close by while the other two flanked them on either side.
They had already made a hurried reading of the data and were now going through it minutely. But now Ramesh had a problem as he was finding it increasingly difficult to concentrate. Periodically when Preeti turned to face him with a query, her knee bumped against his and that sent shivers down his spine. Casually, as if almost absentmindedly, he started watching her from the corner of his eyes. She was wearing an ivory colored plain shirt from which her pert breasts jutted out. He was mesmerized by that sight. Those lovely suckable cones, which rose and fell with her every breath …
He became aware of the stirring in his loins. That was absurd. Abruptly he got up from his seat and walked over to the other end of the table where a sheaf of papers lay. He leafed through the lot as if something had just struck his mind, for others to note, then dropped it and headed outside the room to the water cooler, taking his time to go through a cup. The distraction had served his purpose and he returned to his seat.
Couple of minutes later, Preeti got up to get back to the HR cell. Though primarily attached to their project, she had to perform the minimal routine tasks at HR as well. The rest of the boys had finished their jottings and it was time for brainstorming. Ramesh pulled up the chair and their discussion began in earnest.
An hour later, he was so engrossed that he failed to notice Preeti returning who stood silently besides him, taking in their discussion. She was pulling her chair when sensing sudden movement, Ramesh swiveled around in a reflex action. As she was standing very close, his face brushed very lightly against her shirted chest. That was enough. He cursed himself for the sudden hardness down below.
‘This won’t do’, he told himself. ‘This is collegeboy stuff, hardly appropriate at my age.’
But the massive hard on that had appeared was beyond his control. Frantically, he tried to distract himself. It was the cones that he had to avoid, those succulent cones. ‘Oh, oh! What was the formula for volume? One third base area times slant height was that the curvilinear surface. What a mess.’ The member down below had assumed a mind of its own and won’t listen in. He was getting drawn in to her body odor , its heady musk choking his senses, derailing his thoughts. He knew the familiar symptoms very well, his thighs rubbing against the hard tool and the pleasure, the ultimate pleasure that was now well in sight. A part of his brain, still tried to tell him, the shame, that shame which would come, were he to release himself, right there in the middle of a meeting of the team of which he was the leader. A look of desperation came over him when he knew, he was fast losing control and how was he going to change his underwear in the office.
His cell rang. It was Kajol.
Her bright voice came over. “Honey, forgot to tell you that today I am going to the university. Have to submit a paper to sir.”
“Oh that’s ok”, his voice was hoarse.
“May get late”, Kajol added.
Ramesh had climbed down the plateau of disaster. He spoke more evenly now.
“Hey, sorry. I also forgot to tell you that there is a new project and I will also reach home late.”
“Ok then, chao.”
The team of four had seized control of the conference room for the Singapore client’s project. The room was spacious; the oval table in the center provided ample space to spread out the reams of charts and market reports. True to form, their Singapore office, which opened four hours earlier, had sent in all the necessary documents, client profile and requirement stats etc. early in the morning through the secure company server. The necessary printouts had been taken, copies made, reuter reports scavenged – and all these lay littered over the table. Ramesh was sitting at one end, Preeti close by while the other two flanked them on either side.
They had already made a hurried reading of the data and were now going through it minutely. But now Ramesh had a problem as he was finding it increasingly difficult to concentrate. Periodically when Preeti turned to face him with a query, her knee bumped against his and that sent shivers down his spine. Casually, as if almost absentmindedly, he started watching her from the corner of his eyes. She was wearing an ivory colored plain shirt from which her pert breasts jutted out. He was mesmerized by that sight. Those lovely suckable cones, which rose and fell with her every breath …
He became aware of the stirring in his loins. That was absurd. Abruptly he got up from his seat and walked over to the other end of the table where a sheaf of papers lay. He leafed through the lot as if something had just struck his mind, for others to note, then dropped it and headed outside the room to the water cooler, taking his time to go through a cup. The distraction had served his purpose and he returned to his seat.
Couple of minutes later, Preeti got up to get back to the HR cell. Though primarily attached to their project, she had to perform the minimal routine tasks at HR as well. The rest of the boys had finished their jottings and it was time for brainstorming. Ramesh pulled up the chair and their discussion began in earnest.
An hour later, he was so engrossed that he failed to notice Preeti returning who stood silently besides him, taking in their discussion. She was pulling her chair when sensing sudden movement, Ramesh swiveled around in a reflex action. As she was standing very close, his face brushed very lightly against her shirted chest. That was enough. He cursed himself for the sudden hardness down below.
‘This won’t do’, he told himself. ‘This is collegeboy stuff, hardly appropriate at my age.’
But the massive hard on that had appeared was beyond his control. Frantically, he tried to distract himself. It was the cones that he had to avoid, those succulent cones. ‘Oh, oh! What was the formula for volume? One third base area times slant height was that the curvilinear surface. What a mess.’ The member down below had assumed a mind of its own and won’t listen in. He was getting drawn in to her body odor , its heady musk choking his senses, derailing his thoughts. He knew the familiar symptoms very well, his thighs rubbing against the hard tool and the pleasure, the ultimate pleasure that was now well in sight. A part of his brain, still tried to tell him, the shame, that shame which would come, were he to release himself, right there in the middle of a meeting of the team of which he was the leader. A look of desperation came over him when he knew, he was fast losing control and how was he going to change his underwear in the office.
His cell rang. It was Kajol.
Her bright voice came over. “Honey, forgot to tell you that today I am going to the university. Have to submit a paper to sir.”
“Oh that’s ok”, his voice was hoarse.
“May get late”, Kajol added.
Ramesh had climbed down the plateau of disaster. He spoke more evenly now.
“Hey, sorry. I also forgot to tell you that there is a new project and I will also reach home late.”
“Ok then, chao.”
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