I was wearing my "smart trousers" as she called them. The door to the boardroom opened. I looked up to see a tall, slim woman enter the room. She was wearing a below navel blue sari with a low cut blouse . Her hair was immaculately styled, her face adorned with light make-up that accentuated her cheeks and her soft complexion, her presence was confident and strong. I could smell her perfume "ah, Opium" I thought to myself. That was one of my favorite perfumes for a woman. "Hi, I am Mala" she said offering a hand in my direction. "I will be working with you on this project." I shook her hand. It was as smooth as the silk saree she was wearing. My mind was still full of the thoughts of that soft touch on my bare skin. I felt my cock twitch inside my trousers. It started to grow and press against the elasticized front of my pants - my self control was waning already. This was not a good sign! " I'm Piyush" I said with a croaked voice, still holding her hand in mine. I looked up and noti...
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