Chapter 22: Kajal Agarwal Has Serious Problems

Kajal Agarwal changed her outfit for the fifth time and her husband could not keep his mouth shut.

“Babe, what’s going on?” Ram Charan said “You don’t change that many times even for a party. This is just office.”

“This is not just office, Ram.” She said “Today, everything changes.”

“What do you mean, because of that guy who’s coming?”

“He’s not just a guy, honey, he’s like a sword hanging over all our heads.” Kajal said. She turned her back to him “Pull this up.”

The cotton pants she was wearing looked very sexy with their pattern of grey vertical stripes on white fabric. They were extremely tight on her ass and cupped her buttocks visibly tightly. Ram Charan had to pull them up and help her close them. They were tight around her legs too but not skin tight. Still, they showed her long, shapely legs to advantage.

“Do my panties show?” She asked.

“Well, not directly,” he said “but they are outlined.”

“Shit. Need to take them off. Help me with the pants.”

“You will go without panties?”

“Ram, don’t make that face. I hate it when you play self-righteous.” Kajal said as she pulled the pants off her legs little by little so as not to wrinkle them “It’s very rare that I wear panties. Under a saree I never wear panties. Have you forgotten that my last boss forbade me to wear panties so he could fuck me easily in the office?”

“Please,” Ram Charan winced “don’t remind me of that.”

Kajal shrugged “You can try all you want but it’s not something to forget. If I had not taken his dick I would not have become assistant HR manager and we could not have afforded this flat.”

“Well, that was essential.” Ram Charan said “We were going to be kicked out of our old flat. And that was not a good place to start with.”

“Exactly. By spreading my legs for the boss, we could put money down for this place.” Kajal reminded him.

“Those were tough six months.” Ram Charan said.

“In a way, they were.” Kajal agreed as she pulled her panties off and started to pull the pants up again “He fucked me regularly for six months. But during that time he managed to get me a big bonus, otherwise we could not have moved here. Hold this, help me close this.”

Ram Charan helped her put the tight pants on “Yes, we need another big bonus, our finances are not good. They raised the EMI, and with the family expenses, we are overdrawn on our credit cards.”

“I know that, Ram, but bonus this time is a very different thing. I would be lucky to save my job.”

“What? What are you talking about?” Ram Charan was alarmed “You have been working so hard. How can they fire the HR manager?”

“Ram, we both know I only became HR Manager because Pankaj Kapoor made me HR manager when he was leaving. And he did it because he was fucking me. I was not senior enough, I didn’t have the experience, if ... agar main usse deti nahin to kabhi banti nahin. Hand me that top.”

[If I had not fucked him, I would not have gotten it.]

“But you are qualified, babe.”

Kajal put on the skimpy top that had the same grey stripes on white pattern. It was a tight tank top which had a deep neck showing her nice cleavage. It was too deep to allow for a bra, and Kajal’s firm, fair tits were pushed up in a very sexy style in this. Below her tits, the top had a three inch wide strap that went around her body. The two thin straps that went over her shoulders joined this strap. Other than that the rest of her back was fully naked. Kajal was just over thirty and worked out very regularly. She had a beautiful face and a tight, well-toned body. Her toned belly was bare in this outfit along with her back. The skintight pants tied a few inches below her navel, hugging her hips and just barely stopping above her pelvic slope. She adjusted her tits in the top, knowing that the fabric was so thin that her nipples would poke through as soon as they got hard. They were going to get hard from rubbing on that fabric without a bra.

“No, I was not. I am still not. There were many more senior people in the department.” Kajal said, picking up her hair brush “I knew it, they knew it, and Pankaj knew it. Those guys still hate me. My problem is that I need to depend on them to get the work done. But if any of them go and snitch to this new boss, I will be gone in a minute.”

“Oh my god! Is it that bad?” Ram Charan was shocked “We can’t afford that, babe. The flat, EMIs, credit cards, my business...”

“Shit, your business.” Kajal put her hand to her mouth “Babe, we can’t let anybody know that I am helping you with the business.”

“Why, it’s my business, we are not doing anything wrong?”

“Really?” Kajal turned to him “I am the HR for Event Genius and your catering company gets the contract for the events that EG organises. Can you see how this looks?”

“Only twice you helped me with contracts, honey.”

“Twice is more than enough if the new boss wants to screw me.” Kajal said “As I said ... sword over my head. Anything goes slightly wrong in all of this ... sabse pehle meri gaand maari jayegi. The new boss is supremely powerful, he can hire or fire anybody including the CEO and I have heard that he is ruthless.”