Chapter 8: Shriya’s Musings

Shriya took off her dressing gown and looked at herself in the mirror. She was not as young as she used to be but she had only just crossed thirty and she would swear that she was only getting hotter. She had an almost perfectly heart-shaped beautiful face. Her body was slender and toned. She worked on it religiously and kept herself in excellent shape. She looked at her breasts and held them in her hands. Were they big enough? Well, they were not huge but ... she squeezed them ... they filled her hands and spilled over. Yes, she was right to be proud of them. Her legs were long and shapely. She opened her legs.

Did she need to shave her pussy again? It didn’t look like it needed it badly but why not do it tonight and keep it smooth? Not that he would get to see it. Her cheeks coloured as she realised whom she was planning to impress with her smoothly shaved tight pussy. She went into the bathroom and found her electric shaver. While she was making her hairless pussy extra smooth, she let her mind wander back to him. She had just met him this afternoon.

“Hi Shriya!” Arjun said as he walked back into the office after his trip to the airport “Meet Mr. Shekhar Mansingh, he is the executive officer from DMI. He is here to help with the merger. Sir, this is my personal secretary Miss Shriya Saran.”

“You hired a supermodel for your secretary?” Shekhar looked her over as he shook her hand. Shriya’s cheeked turned red. He himself was like a Greek God and he was calling her a supermodel. It was a big compliment. He had the face of a filmstar and a solid, manly body, not like a bodybuilder but well-built and in shape. He would probably feel quite heavy on top of her but he would know how to keep half his weight on his elbows. Shriya blushed even harder as she realised what thoughts she was thinking when she had just met the man.

But she was pleased to see that he also checked her out and didn’t hide the fact that he was scanning her shapely body with his curious eyes. Shriya knew he was coming and had worn a tight, black double-knit dress that didn’t quite reach her knees. If she had known what a hottie he was, she would have worn something shorter and skimpier. She had many sexy dresses that she wore mostly for clubbing but this was a man who warranted such a dress.

Shriya put the shaver back in the cupboard and felt her pussy with her fingers. Oh yes, smooth. Not that he would get to feel it, she reminded herself. Well, he might. He looked like a man who liked pretty girls and Shriya would not be surprised if he claimed the ones he liked the most. While he had worked with Arjun for the next couple of hours, Shriya had found a couple of excuses to go into his office. She had also managed to find reasons to bend over Arjun’s desk in a way that she was in Shekhar’s eyeline. He had looked. Shriya was very proud of her tight, shapely ass and she was sure Shekhar had noticed it and appreciated it.

With a cautious toe, Shriya tested the water then slowly lowered her naked body into the bathtub. She had had to search for a long time and pay more rent for this flat but she wanted a place with a bathtub. She loved taking hot baths. She lowered her body until it was submerged except for her hair. Shriya kept her hair short, only reaching down to the base of her neck. For office, she usually made a ponytail but for going out she wore it loose. She got lots of compliments on her hair. Right now it was gathered up in a bun to be kept dry until she was ready to take a shower. She leaned her head back on the wall behind her and went back to thinking about the new boss.

Technically, he was not her boss. He was not anybody’s boss. He was only an observer who had come to assess the merger and make a recommendation. But in reality, he had the power to stop the merger, fire everybody or give everybody a raise. With that power, he was everybody’s boss, included Shriya’s boss’ boss. If he wanted to have Shriya in his control, there was nobody in the whole company who could stop him. She closed her eyes and imagined such a scenario.