The Trap – Part 2 : The Indecent Proposal

It was the morning of Padma’s important presentation. She and her assistant Aalia worked feverishly at their laptops to polish the report.

“…And I also need the figures from the last fiscal quarter,” Padma added, focused on the task.

“You seem to be feeling better this morning,” Aalia commented.

“Not especially,” Padma answered distractedly, “but this presentation means my future at ACME. I refuse to let that asshole…”

Padma and Aalia’s eyes met, both surprised by the slip.

“…To let a small illness derail my career,” Padma quickly recovered.

As Aalia made her way out the office door, Padma asked her to shut it behind her. Then Padma furiously punched a number into her phone.

Back home, Padma’s husband Jai was surprised by the intrusion. “”I need to get that,” he told the naked plump nymphet underneath him. His hard stubby cock popped out the young woman’s chubby pussy. “Whoops!” he apologized as the girl rolled her eyes.

“Hello?” he said into the phone, simultaneously guiding his dick back into the teen’s sloppy twat.

“Jai, how could you?!” Padma spat across the line, “I almost got fired!”

“It’s my wife,” Jai said to the girl, his hand covering the mouthpiece. Assuming an enthusiastic tone, Jai continued into the phone, “Padma! How’s the….uh, was it a speech?”

“They found porn, Jai, on my laptop,” Padma berated her husband. “That’s company property!”

Jai continued fucking the fat girl, who had started to pinch her nipples. “I can explain–” he sputtered.

Aalia, hiding outside the doorway to Padma’s office, was shocked to hear her boss and new friend say into the phone, “What’s worse, some of those girls were barely out of school!”

Jai began sweating–and not from the sex! “It wasn’t me!” he protested while simultaneously cheating on his wife. “It must have been hackers.”

“Hackers!?” Padma laughed sardonically. “Can’t you do better than that, Jai?”

“Now I remember!” Jai exclaimed, a new lie having popped into his head as he slid his cock in and out of his round, nubile plaything. “That weekend you stayed at your sister’s and I said I had some friends over? It must have been them!”

In reality, the memory excited Jai: him and his drunken buddies surfing for underage porn on the laptop of his working wife. The portly lolita noticed a sudden uptick in Jai’s stroke.

“You make me sick, Jai,” was all that Padma could manage before slamming down the receiver. Aalia had heard too much of Padma’s side of the conversation.

“Her husband must be a monster!” she thought.

Moments later in the conference room, Aalia was fiddling with the projection screen while Padma set up the presentation on her computer. Committee members had already begun filing into the room.

Aalia sneaked a discreet kiss onto Padma’s cheek. “I know you’ll knock ’em dead, Padma,” she whispered.

“Thank you, Aalia,” Padma smiled, grateful for the encouragement.

“Excuse me,” boomed a voice behind them, startling both women.

A smug corporate toady in glasses stuck out his hand. “You must be Padma.”

“Yes?” she answered, annoyed by the interruption.

“I unfortunately must inform you that the Policy Review Committee chairman has postponed this presentation.”

Immediately Padma’s leaped to the dirty pictures on her laptop. “Damn you, Jai!” she silently cursed her no-good husband.

“Did he say why?” she asked coolly instead.

“He is the chairman,” the lackey allowed with a sinister grin. “He must have his reasons. I trust this little delay will not be a problem.”

“Of course not,” Padma answered. Overhearing, committee members began packing up their things and leaving while Padma and Aalia were left to collect the hardware of their presentation.

“What as that all about?” Aalia asked when the two were alone in the room.

“I have a pretty good idea.”

An hour later Aalia and Padma were sitting across from each other at the employee cafeteria, taking a working lunch. Looking up from her laptop, Aalia noticed the outline of an enormous cock bulging through ill-fitting trousers just at eye level.

“Ms. Padma,” Dipen greeted, holding a tray piled with enough food for an elephant along with an envelope. “I have a message for you.”

While Padma perused the note, Aalia reached over and squeezed Dipen’s bulge with her small hand, which surprised him so much that he dropped his tray with a mighty clatter.

“Oh, did I startle you?” Aalia sheepishly apologized when the entire cafeteria turned toward them. “You’re awful jumpy today.”

Padma, a horrified expression on her face, read the note’s contents to her assistant. “Raj has summoned me to his office this afternoon.”

“He probably just wants to reschedule your presentation,” Aalia comforted Padma, although both doubted this.

“I have something I need to tell you,” Padma said with utter sincerity after Dipen had cleaned up his mess.

Once inside the privacy of Padma’s office, Aalia was outraged. “We must contact human resources! And call the police! It’s sexual harassment, or worse!”

“I have to be careful,” Padma tempered. “It’s my word against…whomever’s.”

“What are you going to do?”

“I don’t know,” Padma admitted.” But right now I have to go meet Raj.”

The two women embraced, a tear spilling from Padma’s eye.

“It’ll be all right.” Aalia was stroking Padma’s hair. “You’re a strong, successful woman.”

“You think so?” Padma smiled sadly.

Aalia confirmed her answer with a warm, wet kiss to Padma’s soft lips. Padma was thinking back to the night she and Aalia made love as she stood before Raj’s office door. She knocked hesitantly.

“So you see, I really had no choice.” Raj was exonerating himself from Padma’s plight. She sat before him listening, her legs crossed a bit carelessly. “It’s the other committee members intent on rejecting your proposal,” he continued, noting the slice of panty-pink that Padma’s posture revealed. “They fear the savings in your plan will set dangerous precedent and cost jobs.”

Underneath his desk Raj was slowly stroking the veiny erection he had freed from his pants. He smiled, “Ms. Padma, you look relieved for some reason.”

“I just thought…” she started. “That maybe…

“That I was behind the postponement of your presentation?!”

“Well…” Padma blushed.

“I heard about your incident with security the other night,” he smiled toothlessly. “But I believe you when you say the pictures were your husband’s. You are not, after all, a lesbian, are you?” Raj laughed at his little joke, which forced an ironic smile from Padma’s recently kissed lips.

Leaning back in his plush executive chair behind his plush executive desk, Raj crossed his hands behind his head, making no effort to hide the enormous erection poking out of his fly. “I have three board members in my pocket,” he continued, utterly nonchalant. “The union has bribed the other three–and you need a majority to pass your proposal.”

Padma, looking nauseated, and Raj both stared at his meat pole across the desk from each other.

“You have three days to change the minds of three men.”

“But how can I change their minds,” Padma wondered aloud. “I have nothing with which to bribe them.”

Meeting Padma’s eyes above his throbbing member, Raj softly considered, “Might I suggest the same strategy that will win me over.”

“You mean?”

************ CONTINUED ON KIRTU.COM ************

Does Padma have the “winning strategy”? And does she have the determination to “change the minds” of the other board members?? What will Aalia’s role be in this provocative corporate intrigue of sex-for-favors peddling??? And how will Jai be greeted by Padma when he surprises her with a visit

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