Yes sirrr!!!

Hi all, this is your Renu Ramya back with another story for you all. You can read my other stories @renu_5168.

I was so happy getting ready for the office, as our kadoos Team Leader (TL) had resigned, and yesterday was his last day. I was excited to meet our new TL, as I was the one who would be giving him a brief on the team and training on the process.

Our office was a small one with around 50-60 employees, and ours was a team of 10 employees and one TL. I was one of the two seniors in our team. So, everybody relied on me for most of the work and doubts. I used to be super busy and active in the office. Everyone liked me, as I used to be friendly with everyone. Everything was going great until our new TL arrived.

The team was waiting for our new TL at the lobby to welcome him. I went inside as I got a call. When I came back, everybody had already welcomed the TL and was talking to him. I couldn’t see his face and was trying hard to see him.

Finally, I got a glance of him. He was tall, handsome, and fit; I could say he really maintained himself well. I’m sure the moment girls saw him, they would instantly have a crush on him. He had that charm and smile. I was thinking about all these things and was frozen at the moment. He came near me and waved in front of my eyes, getting my attention back. I came to my senses and said, “Hello, sorry, I was lost in thought. Please welcome to our company and our team. I will be your trainer.” He said, “Oops, I hope the trainer is not strict and about punishing me.” Everybody laughed.

I could see he was a bit flirting with me from our first meeting. Days passed, and I observed he only flirted when we both were together. He would take chances to touch me now and then and always commented on my lips and figure, etc. I kind of liked that attention on me, and I thought, what harm in flirting, and smiled every time he did that.

It was Ethnic Day in our office, and finally, after everyone forcing me to wear a saree, I decided to wear it. I chose a white and red combination chiffon saree with a deep neck blouse. I had to wear it because I had only that saree with me; I had no other option. Once I entered the office, everybody praised me and thanked me for wearing it for them. Puneeth was always staring at me and was trying to glance at me. We sat for training, and I asked him; he didn’t say anything. He kept silent for some time and said, “If I say anything, I’m afraid POSH will get a complaint on me.”

I laughed loudly; he was like, “Ufff! That laugh.” I blushed, “Ohhhooo!! You’re blushing, loving your pink cheeks.” I said, “Shut up.” He was like, “Your hair in front of your eyes, your red lipstick on your juicy lips, your white saree on your flawless skin, your walking style in those heels, and…” I stopped him, saying, “Oh, please stop. Stop, you’re too much. A simple sentence, ‘you’re looking good,’ was more than enough.” He started flirting with me the whole day, and I was blushing.

Finally, it was group photo time, and we all stood. We were standing like juniors in the front, seniors in the back, and the TL in the middle in the back. So, all the juniors were sitting in the front; I was on the left, Puneeth was in the middle, and another person was on the right. While taking the picture, he kept his hands on my waist. Since I was on his right side, he could easily touch my skin directly.

His warm hands gave me chills. I took a deep breath. He whispered in my ears, lightly touching his lips on my ears, saying, “You’re damn hot and sexy today. Everybody’s eyes are on you today.” His whispering made me wet down there. He squeezed my waist, holding it, and said, “I am jealous of the person who will get you.”

The photo was clicked, and we dispersed.

After this, I couldn’t give eye contact with him. I don’t know; I was blushing the whole time and was so wet, hearing those whispers. Breathing or whispering near my ears was always my weak point. After some time, everyone decided to play hide and seek. One started to count, and everyone was busy searching for a place to hide. Suddenly, someone pulled me to hide with them. It was Puneeth. The place was so small between two walls, and it was behind bushes. A person had to come very near to the bushes to see if anybody was there.

We were so close that I was breathing so heavily; every time my chest went up and down, it would touch him. Only a paper could fit between us. He kept his hand on my waist again and squeezed a little; I couldn’t react to anything. Without my knowledge, I let out a moan, “Ahhhh,” and closed my eyes in embarrassment. Hearing the moan, he moved his hands towards my belly button and started to make circles. I don’t know what happened; I couldn’t control and let out another moan. He was teasing me with his touch.

He whispered again in my ears, “I’m very jealous of the hands that would get to enjoy these delicious curves.” I just blushed and opened my eyes. He was looking straight into my eyes; I felt shy and tried to escape, but he again pulled me back, which resulted in a kiss. Our lips met, and he took the chance and sucked my lower lip. I just ran away from there.

The whole day, I was thinking about that moment. He was trying to get me now and then while playing other activities. So, around 6 pm, the DJ started, and we began to dance. He took all the advantage of touching my boobs and ass while doing his dance moves around me. When he was dancing behind me, I could sense the bulge of his dick when he pressed against my ass. It was almost 9:30 when the DJ finished. Dinner was ready, and we all went for dinner. After dinner, everybody left one after the other, and I was trying to book a cab.

Finally, it was me and him who were left behind. He offered me a drop home. Without any choice, I agreed. We sat in his car and drove for some time in utter silence. I asked him to stop the car when I saw a person selling butta (corn). We got down and walked near the cart, and it started to rain very heavily. In a few seconds, we both got really very wet. We sat inside the car. My saree became transparent since it was white. He could clearly see my cleavage.

Since we ran and came to the car, I was breathing heavily, and my boobs were going up and down as I breathed. His eyes were stuck at my cleavage. I blushed and slapped him on the cheeks, saying, “Shall we go?” He came to his senses and wantedly came to help with my seat belt and brushed over my boobs. In the process, my pallu fell down, and I was shocked, and I saw him, and he was seeing my boobs in a red blouse.

I could sense the intense moment in the car now. Water drops from my hair were directly going into my cleavage, and my blouse was completely wet, too, showing the bra lines. There was utter silence. I could see his bulge coming back. He couldn’t control himself. He grabbed my face and smooched. The heat in the moment, even I was unable to control anything. While smooching, his hands came to my left boob, and he started squeezing, and his right hand went to my waist and was giving light squeezes.

I was pulling his hair, signaling him not to stop anything happening in that magical moment. Smooching was so intense; we were gasping for air to breathe, giving a mini-second to breathe again, and continuously smooched. His hands were trying to pull my saree, but I came to my senses, corrected my attire, and reminded him that we were in the middle of the road. Thank God, due to heavy rain, no one saw anything happening inside.

The rain was reduced by that time. My house or his house was very far from there, but he was not in the mood to wait that long. Our office was just 2 minutes away, so he turned the car to the office. He asked my opinion, and I said, “Your wish, Sir.” His bulge became more significant when he heard me calling him Sir. He pulled me by the neck and bit my lower lip, and I let out a moan in pain, “Ahhhhhh, Sirrrrrr.”

He drove the car to the parking lot. He removed his pant buttons and pulled and held my head by my hair to his pants, indicating to give him a blow job. He gagged me; I was getting out of breath, but his hands were forced on my head, and I couldn’t move much. Giving him the blow job, he released his juice, and I saw his face of satisfaction. I could see my lipstick marks on his dick. My lipstick was gone; my hair was a mess, and my kajal was gone. Seeing me like that, he said, “Ahhh, what a bitch!!! But you’re my bitch!! My only bitch. Right???” I said, “Yes.” He asked again, “Right???” I then said, “YES, SIR.” He pulled up his pants; even I got my face correct and went inside the office.

He asked me to wait in the car for a few minutes. He talked to the security, gave him some money, took the keys from him, and sent him away.

I got down, and we both went inside the office. He went inside the last meeting room, which was less used due to less space. I just followed him inside. I bent down to turn on the lights; he suddenly grabbed me from behind and started kissing and biting my neck, saying, “If I knew you were such a sexy whore, I would not have wasted any single second from the time I saw you.” “You are mine.” “You come and serve me every time I call you, right???” I said, “Yes.” He spanked me hardly on my ass and pinched my nipples upon the blouse and asked again, “Right???” I was moaning and said, “YESss, YESss, SIRrrrrr.”

He removed my saree in no seconds, wasted no time. I tried to remove his shirt, but he held my hands and said, “Did I give you permission to do that?” I said, “NO.” He again spanked me; I said, “No, Sir.”

He removed my saree and sat on the chair and asked me to give him a lap dance. I didn’t say anything; he again spanked me. Getting spanked like that was making me hornier. I started to move my ass and went near and did my little sexy dance, sitting on his lap and rubbing his dick with my ass.

He then pushed me to the wall and pinned my hands upside and started kissing me harshly, biting my lips, and sucking my neck and cleavage. I was in heaven, moaning like hell, “Ahhhhhh, Puneeth, you are sooooo good at this, ahhhhh.” Once I said his name, he stopped, and I could see the anger on his face. I said, “Sorry, Sir.”

He made me bend on the table and lifted my saree and started spanking on my ass. Instead of feeling bad for getting spanked like that, I was getting more wet in my pussy.

He then removed my blouse and skirt and got his dick hard when he saw me in a red bra and panties. He removed his shirt and pant and asked me to kneel down and give him a blowjob. I started giving him what he deserved. He was moaning, “Ahhhhh, Renuuuuu, you will always be mine… You dare letting anyone put an eye on youuuu… ahhhhh, you’re soooo gooooood… Suck me like that, bitch… Faster, faster, ahhhhhh…” He stopped me when he was about to explode. He removed my bra and started sucking my boobs and biting the nipples.

He removed my panties and made me sit on the table, spreading my legs, saw my cleaned pussy, and said, “Heaven.” I blushed. He said, “It’s my turn to return the pleasure you gave me.” He put his face between my legs and started to tease me by kissing my inner thighs. I couldn’t control anymore and pleaded with him, “Sirrrrr, please don’t tease meeeee, Sirrrrr, ahhhhh.” He dug his face into my pussy and started sucking it vigorously. His tongue fucked me, and he was eating my pussy.

I was arching my body in excitement, “Ahhhhhh, Sirrrrr, comeee onnn, suck it moreeee, it’s all yours, ahhhh, Sirrrrr, fuckkkkk, fuckkkkk, Sirrrr, I can’t wait to get fucked by you.” Hearing this, he came and thrust his dick into my pussy in one go. I screamed in pleasure and locked my legs around his waist and hugged him. I had the pain and pleasure in one go. I dug my nails on his back. Giving me a few seconds to adjust, he started fucking me in little moves, then started to fuck fastly.

Then he made me sit on the table and started to fuck again, biting the boobs and sucking them, “Ahhhh…” Due to the force of fucking, my boobs were going up and down. He then bent me over the table and pulled my hair and started to fuck in doggy style. His pace increased, and I could sense he was about to explode. Even I was reaching my climax. I didn’t want him to release inside and told him the same. He said, “Your pussy is mine; it will be me who decides where I should release this.” I said, “Yes,” and again he gave one hard spank on my ass, fucking me very hard, and I replied, “Yessss, Sirrrrr,” and we both climaxed together.

After this, we had many fucking sessions along with the training sessions like this.

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