Chapter 23: Shweta Tiwari Has a Plan

“Esha!”

“Yes, ma’am?” Esha Gupta entered her boss’ office.

“Do you have a hairpin?” Shweta Tiwari asked.

“Wow, you look amazing, ma’am!” Esha gushed.

Esha Gupta herself was a young, beautiful girl with a shapely body and her boss Shweta Tiwari was several years older than her, but Shweta had a lot of sex appeal which made more men lust after her in a day than Esha had dates in a month. Shweta had a gorgeous face with high cheekbones and plump lips. She kept her body in perfect shape with careful diet and regular workouts. On top of that her make-up was always done to a professional level and her clothes were always flashy, bold and attention grabbing.

Today also she was wearing a black backless halter blouse that had thin gold noodle straps that tied behind her neck. It had a couple more straps that held the blouse tight together on her back but not covering her back much. Her back was fully bare all the way from her neck to her hips where her dark sheer saree was tied as low as possible. It was covering her ass crack but just barely. In front, the black silk and gold sequin blouse was skimpy like a bra. In fact, it was covering her big, heavy breasts much less sufficiently than a normal bra would. Shweta was very fair and her fair tits were showing up in a very eye-catching way through the pallu of her sheer black saree which only had some gold dots and small gold patterns on it, otherwise it showed her skin easily.

Her petticoat was thin cotton and even the combination of her saree and petticoat was not able to fully hide her legs when she walked and both layers clung to her long, shapely legs. She was wearing 6” high heels with 2” platforms. She had even higher heels with even higher platforms and she had boldly worn them before but she didn’t dare to wear them with a saree. In office functions, guys waited to see what kind of glamorous outfit she would wear and how high her heels would be.

The saree was tied low so it was baring her flat belly as well as her navel. She adjusted it now to make it bare just a hint of her pelvic slope. She wasn’t wearing any panties which she enjoyed. She never wore panties unless her dress was extremely short or cut deep over her ass crack. Or, like she did one new year’s eve party, her dress was transparent.

She took the hairpin Esha brought her and let her help in pinning her hair up. She had spent more than an hour this morning in doing her hair in a style that was half updo and had the rest of her hair hanging down, just to the base of her neck. This left her naked back visible to the eye and even when walking from the car parking to her office, she had caused many erections, stares and sighs. As she lifted her arms to pin her hair, her smoothly shaved armpits came into view. Many guys in the office had some very perverted fantasies about her armpits which she always kept shaved and flashed often in her revealing outfits.

Guys made guesses in private conversations if her pussy was also shaved and they argued on both sides with their own reasons for why she would or would not keep her pussy just as smoothly hairless as her armpits. She had just shaved her pussy this morning before shaving her armpits, but unlike her armpits she didn’t plan to let him see her shaved pussy. No, the idea was to flirt, not to be a whore.

Her lipstick was a dark chocolate colour to match her saree and made her lips look very attractive. She was wearing dangly gold earrings that kissed her smooth cheeks when she moved.

Not many people knew that Shweta’s sex life was very frustrating even though she had had a love marriage. Her husband’s dick was nothing great in size but Shweta could have put up with it if he had continued to show the same enthusiasm that he showed during their courtship before marriage. But her husband Abhinav had become a victim of the stress of work and financial needs to the point that he hardly ever noticed even when Shweta dressed like a knockout like today.

For Shweta, this had become a spiral. The less sex and attention she got at home, the more she felt insure about her looks. That led to her working out more, keeping in shape and dressing like a filmstar, a slutty one. This did get her a lot of male attention which gave her the validation she needed. She loved knowing that guys were looking at her and fucking her in their minds. It excited her. Not that she would ever really fuck those guys, they were losers.