Risky Business: He Who Dares Wins
Korben Hunter
Risky Business
He Who Dares Wins
Korben Hunter
© Sultry Publications, 2022
Table Of Contents
Introduction
Series Info
Chapter 1 – Manushi Needs a Lift
Chapter 2 – Rick Collects His Fee
Chapter 3 – Rick Meets Manushi
Chapter 4 – Manushi Makes a Smart Choice
Chapter 5 – Shweta is Furious
Chapter 6 – Shweta Has No Choice
Chapter 7 – Rick Grabs the Bull By the Balls
Chapter 8 - Deepika needs a lift
Chapter 9 –Deepika Doesn’t Get a Choice
Chapter 10 – Deepika Has a Great Night
Chapter 11 – Rick Runs into Shweta
Chapter 12 – Working with Shweta
Chapter 13 – A Gift for Disha
Chapter 14 – Meeting New Neighbour Pooja
Chapter 15 – Pooja Comes to a Party
Chapter 16 – The Party Warms Up
Chapter 17 – The Party Becomes Hot
Chapter 18 – Disha Brings Breakfast
Chapter 19 – How Pooja Does Laundry
Chapter 20 – Ileana is a Smart Model
Chapter 21 – The Photoshoot Continues
Chapter 22 – Monday Morning with Kiara
Chapter 23 – Manushi Has a Prudent Plan
Chapter 24 – Shraddha Reports to New Boss
Chapter 25 – Rick Attends a Top Level Meeting
Chapter 26 – Shraddha Brings Kiara Up to Speed
Chapter 27 – Shweta Thanks Rick
Chapter 28 – Rick and Kiara Work Together
Chapter 29 – Rashmika is Desperate
Chapter 30 – Kiara Proves to be a Hard Worker
Chapter 31 – Deepika Has an Interesting Work Meeting
Chapter 32 – Aishwarya Gets a Call
Chapter 33 – Alia and Rick Have a Work Meeting
Chapter 34 – Raveena is Anxious
In the next book
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Disclaimer
All characters, situations, events, places, activities and artefacts in this story are fictional. Romeo is a fictional character, his world is fictional, the film industry he works in is a figment of imagination, and the people he interacts with are fictional. This is a story written purely for entertainment and all the elements in this are fictional, created for the purpose of making the story interesting and enjoyable. Any similarity to any person, living or dead, shall be considered a coincidence for which the author and the publisher shall not be responsible.
It is not the intent of the author and publisher to insult, defame, damage, degrade or demoralise any group, sect, religion, gender or industry. This a story based on fantasy written for enjoyment.
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Adult Content Warning
Please be advised that this is a very adult story, what would be called X-rated in the US content rating system and XXX by the internet rating. There are a lot of sexual situations and graphic descriptions of sexual acts between men and women contained in this story.
This story includes a lot of sexual language including many hard core terms. This is a story written for entertainment and the situations as well as the actions performed by the characters are not real nor is it advised to follow their example in real life. The story includes many examples of polygamy, polyandry, cheating, cuckolding and some elements of BDSM. This is a story from fantasy and is not meant to be followed in real life.
Readers are advised to exercise discretion while reading the story and not get immersed in it to the point that it blurs the boundaries between real and fantasy. This is meant to be fun, read it purely for enjoyment. The description of any acts in this story is not an indication that they are endorsed by the author or the publisher.
There are many sexual situations and activities described in this book where creative licence has been taken to exaggerate reality for erotic effect. Readers are cautioned to not follow anything in this book and always practice safe sex in their lives. This book is fantasy, these characters do not come to harm other than as imagined by the author but the same things can be harmful and dangerous if followed in real life. Please do not take your guidance for sexual activities from this fantasy book.
It is not the intent of the author and publisher to insult, defame, damage, degrade or demoralise any group, sect, religion, gender or industry. This a story based on fantasy written for enjoyment.
Introduction
This story started life as a Reddit series which I used to write in small parts. It was quite popular with the members but then I got busy with other stories and this was abandoned for a while. Members of my community kept asking for it as they had enjoyed its progression.
It’s the story of Rick, Rakesh Parasher, who is talent manager in a modelling agency and a daring man when it comes to interpersonal interactions. For example, when a stunning beauty queen asks him for a lift, he demands a blowjob from her in return. It is this daring tendency of his that endeared him to the readers.
Finally, when people kept asking I had to look at the story to see if it could be continued and found that it had a lot of promise. I plotted the rest of the story, treating it like a series. The set up was already quite strong and had place for the kind of events and characters I like to play with.
This was the first time that the hero of the story is not in the top position of power and that created some very interesting power dynamics which I enjoyed exploring with some sexually charged scenes. Once the plot was there, there was no choice but to write it because the story was quite interesting and even I wanted to see how it would turn out.
I was not disappointed. I really enjoyed writing it and I am definitely going to write the next part. I hope that the readers enjoy it as well.
Series Info
This is the first book in the series in which you meet Rick and become familiar with his style. He works in a modelling agency, Star Today, that works with models and actresses. The agency has recently been acquired by a big advertising agency called Premium Advertising. This merger brings Rick into contact with a host of new people and at the same time it creates a few power battles as well.
For Rick, work is important, but enjoying life is much more important. When he is faced with a situation where he must make a choice between a safe or daring alternate, he goes for the daring every time. His daring nature combined with his charm and intelligence, things seem to work out for him.
In this story, we get to meet the new people as Rick meets them and we are able to enjoy his almost reckless, bold approach to life in dealing with these new people and the new situations they bring with them. As this story unfolds, the merger has just been finalised and both companies are dealing with the aftermath of the merger.
The next story will continue this narrative and by the end of the next book hopefully things will settle down into a pattern which will then lead to even more fun, scorching hot sexual situations.
Chapter 1 – Manushi Needs a Lift
“Excuse me!”
Rick was just pulling out his keys from his pocket as he exited the club when a girl hailed him. He stopped and turned. He recognised her. He had seen her in the party inside. It was a private party for a company one of his friends did PR for, just a few hundred guests but he still hadn’t had a chance to meet her for the simple reason that she was smoking hot. At all times since her arrival she had been surrounded by so many guys that it was impossible to meet her. Rick didn’t chase girls. He never had to.
But now as he watched her walk from the club door across the parking lot to him he wondered if he should have made an exception for her. She was incredibly hot, like a Miss World, Miss Universe level of beauty. She was wearing a full-sleeve golden minidress with no back. The dress was all gold sequins and more than a little translucent. Under the lights of the outdoor car park, Rick could easily see the shape of her tits. He boldly looked down at her hips and her dress was a little more opaque there. She was walking slowly in her 8” high stilettos that had 4” platforms.
Her dark hair was loose around her shoulders and she was wearing dark lipstick. Her lips opened in a sweet, beauty queen smile as she got close to him.
“Sorry to bother you but I need a favour.” She offered her hand “I am Manushi, by the way, Manushi Chhillar. Could you give me a lift back to Bombay?”
Fuck, she was Miss World. How had he not recognised her right away? Well, he had only seen her from a distance, surrounded by a crowd of people. And who expected a Miss World to attend a club launch party in Lonavala? What was she doing there? Rick managed to not stare at her with a supreme act of willpower. She was just last year’s Miss World, or was it the year before? He tried to remember, but she was talking.
“I really need to get back tonight, but everybody is gone,” She said “no taxis would come out here without payment, and of course I can’t pay them because they are not here. Someone in the club said you are going back to Bombay and you have a car.”
“Yes, I do.” He nodded towards his Mercedes.
“Wonderful, could you give me a lift?”
“I could but....” He hesitated.
She interpreted his hesitation “I can pay you.”
“Yes, that would be nice but I am not interested in your money.”
“Then? How can I pay you?” She was confused.
“It’s a two-hour drive and as you said, it’s late night.” He said boldly “I think you could pay me with a blowjob.”
Rick could not believe he said that but then he had always had a problem keeping a filter on his thoughts and words. But now that he had said it, he matched his expression to his words like he stood behind that ridiculous demand.
"Oh my God!" She looked shocked "You can't be serious."
Rick wondered if he had overplayed his hand but hell, he wasn't in need, she was. He could just get in his car and go home. He would be no better or worse off than before.
“Were you serious when you asked me to drive you two hours in the middle of the night?” He retorted.
“Do you even know who I am?”
“No!” He lied “And I don’t need to, except that you are a hot piece of ass.”
For a moment she didn’t know whether to take it as a compliment or be offended. She decided to ignore it altogether.
“You are really taking advantage of the situation.” She accused him.
He shrugged “I am not forcing you. You need the favour, not me.”
Manushi looked at him, looked at his car, then thought. He was a handsome guy, a few years older than her but well-built and classy.
"Ok." She said at length.
His heart skipped a beat.
"Ok?" He said.
She looked into his eyes and nodded "Ok."
He shook his head "Ok is not good enough, Manushi. I want this clearly understood so we are not arguing later. What are you agreeing to?"
She stepped forward and faced him with less than a foot of distance between them. She looked him right in the eyes and said without any hint of embarrassment "I will suck your dick if you give me a lift back to Bombay."
He decided to push his luck "And swallow my cum."
"Of course!" she smiled as she replied "I am a good girl."
Fuck! He thought, she is a good girl.
"Welcome!" He opened the car door for her “I am Rick, by the way.”
She smiled "Thank you." and slipped inside on to the passenger seat. Her long legs were fully bare in that short dress and he got a glimpse of her golden thong. His dick was already getting hard.
Chapter 2 – Rick Collects His Fee
Rick kept looking at her sideways as he drove. It was late at night and there wasn’t much traffic on the Pune-Bombay expressway. He had enough opportunity to examine her. Not many girls can look that hot at close range, but she was mind-blowing. They made some small talk but mostly he looked at her lips. She had such a beautiful mouth and amazing, perfectly shaped lips. Her lipstick was dark to go with her dress and he was imagining how those lips would feel, wrapped around his shaft. He was already rock hard and having to move his position to adjust his huge dick in his pants.
On the highway, Rick looked for a nice lay-by where he could stop without being in the traffic. He noticed a restaurant sign but there were no lights in the place. It was right next to the highway. He slowed down and turned towards the restaurant. Manushi noticed it and got a little panicky.
“Don’t worry, there is no danger,” He told her as he turned into the restaurant’s parking lot “I only want to collect on what you promised.”
Manushi said “But what’s the hurry, we could do it when we get to Bombay? Won’t you rather do it comfortably in my flat?”
“I would but,” He didn’t want to say he didn’t want her to change her mind but he didn’t want to sound desperate “I am already hard thinking about it. It’s distracting me in driving. I think a better plan is to do it now then I can drive relaxed.”
“Oh ok.” Manushi didn’t resist any more “Where…where do you want me to…?”
“Let’s try the backseat.” He said opening his door and getting out of the car.
Manushi nodded and followed him into the backseat. Fortunately, the Mercedes had a big and spacious backseat. he moved the front seat forward so there was more space. She sat on the seat beside him and waited for him to open his pants.
He looked at her “On your knees, darling.”
There was no resistance from her. She squeezed herself in the space between the seats, her soft, warm body between his legs. His dick was uncomfortably hard by now trapped in his pants. He had to open his pants to pull it out.
“Oh god, that’s huge!” Manushi said “My boyfriend’s dick is half that size, no not even half. I wouldn’t be able to take you in my throat.”
He nodded “Just be a good girl and do the best you can.”
She nodded and started rubbing his hard, long shaft with her soft, warm hands. His hand connected with her cheek and the loud slap reverberated against the car body.
“Girl, I got hands myself, I don’t need yours.” He told her roughly “I need that slut mouth of yours. Hands behind your back!”
Again, she obeyed quickly. She looked up at him. Her eyes were wet. She blinked the tears away. She put her hands behind her back and brought her mouth close to his cock. The sight of her stunning hot face made his cock flex. She started slowly licking it from base to the lip. It was a long, thick shaft and she carefully soaked it all in her saliva. She didn’t show any hurry and used her tongue to lick every inch of his thick beast from every side. It looked like she enjoyed sucking cock.
Rick let his hand slide down her bare back and almost moaned as he felt her velvet smooth skin. He had only bargained to get a blowjob from her but it wasn’t going to stop him from trying for more. He was not the guy to shy away from risks. He found the little zipper behind her neck and pulled it down. The top part holding her dress together fell open. She gasped but didn’t stop him. He reached down and fondled her tits with both hands. There was no bra possible in that backless, skintight dress. Her tits were soft and firm, the perfectly sculpted mounds like an artist’s rendering of what perfect breasts should look like. He could feel their warmth in his hands and it was making his blood rush to his dick.
Manushi took his cock in her mouth and started bobbing her head up and down sucking it deep and hard. On a whim, he grabbed her by the hair, jerked her face up and slapped her cheek. It was not a hard slap like before but hard enough to tell her who was the boss. Her head jerked as his hand connected with her soft, smooth cheek. She looked up at him with tears in her eyes.
“Nice and slow, whore,” he told her firmly “there is no race.”
“I am not a whore.” She protested.
He bent over her and looked deep in her eyes as he held her by the hair like a bitch on leash “You are sucking my cock by the side of the road in the middle of the night. You are not only a whore, right now you are my whore. Do you understand that?”
She nodded. He slapped her other cheek this time.
“Yes, Sir. I understand.” She said quickly.
“What are you?”
“I am a whore.” She held his gaze as she submitted to his unreasonable demand.
He nodded “Whose whore, Manushi?”
“Yours. I am your whore.” He liked that she didn’t say “Right now.”
“Good girl. Continue.”
She nodded and continued sucking his cock. She understood her place and tried to impress him. Rick felt his whole body fill with hot electric currents. She was letting him maul her tits while she sucked his dick and it was getting him drunk with power. He jerked her hair again and made her look up.
“Look at me as you serve me, cunt.” He told her.
Again, she nodded and maintained eye contact as she continued sucking his cock slowly but fully deep. Her big beautiful eyes were driving him wild. The way she was responding to his rough treatment like an obedient slut was making him so hard that he was afraid he would not be able to last half as long as he usually did. That girl was a perfect blend of a classy lady and a wanton whore. That was Rick’s weakness. The hotter and classier a woman was, the harder he wanted to use her and degrade her.
Manushi was an amazing cocksucker but it was her tits that were driving Rick crazy. He was kneading them hard but even when he crushed them in his strong fingers and it caused pain in her body, she moaned but didn’t try to stop him. She had kept her hands down the whole time, using only her mouth to serve him as he had ordered. Then suddenly he felt the pressure built up in his balls, it flowed through his dick like water through a garden hose and it exploded in her mouth. Her eyes opened wide in shock as the first load of his hot cum hit the back of her throat but she didn’t break eye contact and kept her lips sealed around his shaft.
He fucked her gorgeous face and pumped his hot, creamy load into her mouth. Manushi swallowed it all and kept sucking like a good slut. Then she sucked him clean without needing him to order her. She even lowered her head and licked his balls clean.
“Good girl.” He told her.
She smiled and asked “May I get up now?”
He nodded and helped her get up. She sat and turned her back to him “Please...”
“Oh, sure.” He zipped her dress back up “You are an amazing whore.”
“Thank you.” She smiled as she turned to him. Rick felt his breath catch in his throat. She was stunning and her smile was a killer.
Rick got them back on the highway. After a while Manushi said “I hope you enjoyed that.”
“Oh, yeah!” He said “You suck cock like a professional whore.”
Instead of taking offence, she smiled “It....it...was nice. You have a nice cock, so big and long. It was nice to suck.”
“Yeah, you liked it too much in the beginning, I had to slap you to slow you down.”
Manushi nodded “I love a man who takes charge.”
“So, you didn’t mind me slapping you and ordering you?”
“No!” She shook her head “No, I loved it.”
Rick felt his dick stir in his pants.
“Did you like eating my cum?”
Again, she nodded “I love cum, but not all men taste great like you. You were delicious.”
“Glad you enjoyed it.” He smiled.
He dropped her in a posh area of Bandra. He was hoping, she could call him up to her place or at least give him a hug, but she just got out and said “Thank you so much for the lift.”
Then she was gone.
Rick sighed and got back in his car. He knew he should have taken her number, but he didn’t like chasing girls. He was finishing in a position of power. Giving her the chance to say no would ruin that. Maybe she would have said yes. Damn! He shook his head to clear it and kept driving.
Chapter 3 – Rick Meets Manushi
Next Friday Rick was again in a party but this time in a five star hotel in the city. It was a work party which he did not enjoy very much. Rick was the talent manager for a small modelling agency Star Today and their agency had just been taken over by a big ad agency Premium Advertising who planned to use them for the talent management side. The party was the corporate attempt to bring people from both companies come together and meet each other in a cordial environment. Rick was already bored.
“Rick!” Before he could plan some mischief the HR manager of Star Today, Shweta Tiwari hailed him “Come and meet Mr. Mehra, CEO of Premium Advertising.”
He walked over and shook hands with a middle-aged balding man who looked like he had lots of money.
Shweta introduced him “Rick is the talent manager for Star Today and he is a genius at his work. Rick, Mr. Mehra was really interested in knowing about our....”
Mehra interrupted her “Ah, here comes my lovely darling, babe, come meet Mr. Rakesh Parashar. Rick, this is my beautiful fiancée....” and the next moment Rick was looking into the same big, beautiful brown eyes that were the perfect blend of lady and whore “....Miss Manushi Chhillar.”
While Rick’s brain felt like it was stuck in a tornado, Manushi calmly offered him her hand and said “Nice to meet you, Mr. Parashar.” in a slow, deliberate tone that you use when explaining something to a not too bright child.
He got the picture “Nice to meet you, Miss Chhillar. Please, call me Rick.” He shook her hand.
The girl he had facefucked and called a whore the week before was the would-be wife of his new top boss. The same sexy, plump lips that had been wrapped around his dick while he pumped his hot cum into her throat were now smiling politely at him as if she didn’t know him at all. So many different types of thoughts were going through Rick’s mind that he was completely out of the conversation. He felt like he was sitting on a time bomb and someone was waving a lighter around. If Mehra found out that Rick had fed his cum to his fiancée there was no way he would have a job the next day. He excused himself as soon as he could and went to the bar to get a drink. He needed to think.
A couple of minutes later, Manushi sidled up to him and said quietly “Thanks for playing it cool there. Just keep it to yourself, ok?” She didn’t look at him as she talked.
It would have been easy for Rick to say “Sure, of course.” like a nice guy and let it go at that but that was not how he was programmed. If he were a nice guy he would not get the amount of pussy he got. He delved into his default mode – asshole.
“Why, I have nothing to hide.” He said, looking directly at her and acting much more confident than he felt.
Manushi’s eyes opened “You....you don’t?”
He shrugged “I am single. I didn’t cheat on anyone or tell any lies. Don’t see any need to do it now.”
“You...you would do that to me?” Manushi looked at her with puppy dog eyes.
But Rick had seen such tricks from beautiful girls before, many, many times. He regularly worked with models and actresses who earned their living with their pretty faces and lovely expressions.
“Do what?” He shrugged again “I am not doing anything to you. I am just comfortable with the truth.”
Manushi looked around like a trapped animal “I need to talk to you in private.”
This time Rick nodded because it served his purpose. There was an idea forming in his mind. A very risky, dangerous idea, but those are the most fun kind.
“Sure, there are bathrooms upstairs.” He said “Go and wait for me there, I will join you in five minutes.”
“Why don’t you go and wait for me there?” She challenged.
“Because I can talk right here, baby.” He planted his feet.
“Ok, ok. I will go, but don’t take too long.” She went away quickly.
Rick stayed in place to finish his drink and make sure that nobody was taking an interest in him. Then he went upstairs himself. Only one bathroom door was locked. He knocked softly. Manushi opened it slightly and let him in. She locked it again behind him.
“Listen,” she started right away “we can’t let Nandan know anything about us. It will mess up my life.”
“You look really hot in this dress.” He said.
She did look stunning in a short, chocolate-coloured mini dress with gold sequins on it. It was very deep cut in the back like her dress the other night. It reached down to her mid-thighs only.
“What? Oh yeah, thanks.” She said “Are you listening to me?”
“Yes.”
“Then, what did I say?”
“You are asking me to lie to my new boss so he doesn’t find out what a whore you are.” He said looking right into her eyes.
Her face turned red like a tomato.
“It’s not like that.” She protested “I was stuck…I am not a whore.”
“You paid for a ride by sucking a stranger’s dick. Sounds like a whore to me.” He pressed on.
“Look, you can’t talk to me like that!”
“Fine, I will just go then.” He took a step toward the door.
Manushi grabbed his wrist “Wait!”
He stopped and looked at her without saying anything.
“You don’t understand, Rick. It’s very important to me. My marriage to him is very important to me.” She pleaded.
“Congratulations on the engagement.”
“Thanks, will you please not tell him anything about us?”
“What about us?”
“That…that…I…”
He helped her “That you sucked my dick in my car like a good whore?”
“Don’t use that word!” She said looking angrily at him.
“Ok, Mr. Mehra is a grown man, he can use what word he wants.” He said.
“Why are you being like this? Can’t you keep it secret?”
“He’s my new boss, you are telling me not to tell him you are a whore, oh sorry, you are not a whore, in that case, there’s nothing to hide.”
“Oh god, you are so maddening! Why are you being like this?”
“I am just being logical, if you are not a whore, then there’s nothing to hide, but if you want me to hide something from him then you have to first admit that you are a whore.”
She took a minute to raise her head but then she looked him right in the eyes and said “I am a whore. Happy?”
“Yes, now at least we can talk about what to do.”
“Just please don’t tell Nandan anything.”
“Sure, happy to keep this our secret that you are a cock-hungry whore.”
Manushi blinked but accepted it “Thank you.”
“But…” He added as she turned towards the door “you know me enough by now that I am happy to help but my help isn’t free.”
Her jaw dropped as she looked at him again “You are blackmailing me?”
“You called me in here, darling, if you don’t like what I am saying, we can both walk out of here right now.”
She took a deep breath, let it out slowly then asked “What do you want? I don’t have much money.”
“Good, because I am not interested in money.” He told her.
“Then? What do you want?”
He smiled “I want a gorgeous whore in a chocolate minidress. Do you know any?”
Her cheeks coloured “You…you can’t be serious!”
“Were you serious when you asked me to keep your whore activities secret from your older, rich fiancé?”
She let out a sigh “Alright, I will suck your dick.”
He shook his head “This is bigger than a blowjob.”
Her head jerked up and she looked in his eyes “No way!”
He stood his ground and waited. She finally lowered her head.
“Ok.” She said in a low voice.
Chapter 4 – Manushi Makes a Smart Choice
“Turn around.” Rick said.
She turned without question. Running his hand down the smooth bare back he found the zipper embedded in the folds of the fabric. He pulled it down.
“What are you doing?” She wiggled.
He stopped “Do you want my cum on this dress?”
“God, no!” She said. He pulled the zipper down the rest of the way and took her dress off.
He took one look at the perfectly sculpted body and thanked his stars. His dick was quite hard already.
“Damn, you are mind-blowing.” He breathed.
The world could be ending but a woman would never stop enjoying her praise. She smiled and said “Thank you.”
Rick hung her sexy little dress on the shower rail and got back to her almost naked body. She was wearing a little black thong. He hooked his fingers in its waistband and ripped it in one hard jerk.
“Ow, fuck! You brute!” She screamed as the little garment bunched up and dug into her cunt before it gave.
“No more panties for you.” He said, kissing her neck, completely ignoring her outburst.
He firmly pushed her forward until she put her hands on the mirror over the wash basin. He lifted her left knee and placed it on the basin. She looked extremely hot in that vulnerable position. Standing behind her, Rick could see her face in the mirror. Her eyes were half-closed and her breath was coming in heavy.
Opening his pants, he pulled out his hard cock and pushed the bulbous cockhead into her tight pussy without any warning.
“Ah!” She jerked forward with the forceful thrust but there was nowhere for her to go. Rick kept her trapped between himself and the mirror. He pushed more of his thick beast into her cunt without pulling out first. She was very tight and it was bringing out the animal in him.
“Easy, slowly, please!” She asked.
“No, say fuck me slowly please.” He said in her ear.
She moaned and said “Fuck me slowly, please.” Her breath was getting heavier. He could see how turned on she was. He had a naughty idea.
He pulled his smartphone out and turned on the video. He pointed it at the mirror and jerked her hair to face it. His cock was drilling her tight cunt slowly in and out and he tried to keep the camera steady as he fucked her. She looked right into the camera in the mirror but didn’t ask him to stop.
Rick pulled her hair and said in her ear “You are a whore, aren’t you, Manushi?”
Manushi nodded “Yes!”
“Say it!” He jerked her hair.
“I am a whore.” She said into the camera “I am a dirty whore. Please fuck me.”
His dick was invading deeper into her cunt she got wetter but he was still not drilling her hard.
“Whose whore are you, Manushi?” Rick said.
“Yours, I am your whore, Rick.” She said without hesitation “Please fuck me, Rick. Fuck me hard.”
“Do you want me to use you like a cheap whore?” He bit her neck, his cock throbbing like crazy inside her.
She nodded “Yes, yes, please use me like a cheap whore. Use me hard. Please!”
This was extremely hot for Rick. He put the phone away and reached around her slender, naked body to grab her hot, full tits. He kneaded them hard as he fucked her with long, powerful strokes, rocking her body with his thrusts. Within a few seconds, she screamed and came hard. Her body jerked and she lost control. If he hadn’t held her tight by the tits, her head would have slammed into the mirror.
His strokes got harder and faster. Her body rocked with each thrust of his hips and yelping noises came out of her mouth as his cockhead started to hit her cervix with the brutally deep strokes. She came hard with a loud scream and then within seconds came again when his cock exploded in her cunt. He should have asked her if she was on the pill but he was in asshole mode and simply continued to pound her as he dumped his load into her womb. Manushi took is like a good whore and didn’t say anything. She was mostly just moaning and groaning uncontrollably as the savage orgasm ripped through her body.
Pulling her hair he turned her head up and kissed her cheek.
“Mmmmm, thank you.” She said.
“You are welcome, my whore.” He said. She moaned again.
When he pulled out, he used her hair to guide her like a bitch on leash and made her kneel at his feet. She complied easily. He jerked her hair, turning face up towards him as he pulled her close to his messy, cum-soaked cock.
“Do what whores do.” He said looking deep in her eyes.
She nodded and started licking the cum off his cock. He pulled his phone out and recorded her on video as she sucked his cock clean. She kept looking up at the camera and ate his cum, letting the camera see it on her tongue before swallowing it. Her whore behaviour made Rick feel a tingle in his balls.
He brought the camera a little lower to frame her in a close-up with his cockhead between her lips.
“What are you, Manushi?” He said.
“I am your whore.” She said without hesitation and facing the camera. She licked his cockhead then said again “I am your personal whore, Rick.”
He pushed his dick deeper into her mouth. She moaned and started sucking his cock. He put the phone away and fucked her gorgeous face deep with his hard cock. His cock was throbbing already as she worked on it like an expert whore. She could feel him getting harder. She rubbed his balls with her warm hands and continued sucking his cock as deep as it would go in her mouth. His fingers tightened in her silken hair. Manushi started sucking harder. She licked the underside of his cock as she took his meatpole in her hot, wet mouth.
“Ungh!” he grunted as his cock erupted in her mouth.
Manushi kept her soft, red lips sealed tight around his shaft as she drank his fresh cum like it was the most delicious food ever.
“Good whore.” He stroked her head. She gave him a crooked smile with his cock still in her mouth.
He let her lick him again in her own time but stopped her before she could get him hard again. He helped her get up after she zipped him up.
“Do I need to explain it to you,” he helped her put her dress back on “or do you understand that you are completely in my power now?”
“No,” She shook her head and looked in his eyes in the mirror as he was behind her zipping her dress up “I know I am your whore now. You own me.”
“Smart girl.” He kissed the back of her neck.
“My panties…oh, you ripped them completely.” She said looking at them where the shreds of her little thong were lying by the tap.
“You won’t need them.” He told her firmly “I never want to see you wearing panties again.”
“But –“
“Whore!” He snapped in a menacing tone.
Manushi lowered her head “Yes, Sir.”
He looked in the mirror and adjusted his clothes while she was running a brush through her hair.
“So, do we have a deal? About Nandan, I mean?” She asked.
Rick nodded “We have a deal, whore.”
Her cheeks turned red “Are you going to call me that all the time now?”
“Yes,” he looked at her in the mirror “any objection?”
“No, Sir,” she shook her head “you are the boss.”
“Don’t forget it.” He told her.
She opened the door “Let me go out first...”
“Oh my god! Rick! What are you doing?”
Rick looked up to see HR Assistant Manager Shweta Tiwari standing there. She was the last person who should have seen him with Manushi. She was not very fond of Rick to begin with. Manushi sidestepped her and quickly went away. Rick pulled Shweta into the bathroom and closed the door.
He quickly computed his options – he could apologise or be an asshole.
Chapter 5 – Shweta is Furious
“You nailed the new boss’s fiancée?” Shweta said as soon as the bathroom door was closed “You fucked Mr. Mehra’s girl? What the fuck is wrong with you?”
That decided Rick. Asshole mode on.
“Have you seen that girl?” He said boldly “She’s just a tight piece of fuckmeat, I had to nail her.”
“This is not a joking matter, Rick.” She glared at him “You are going to lose your job.”
“Only if he finds out.” Rick pointed out.
“He will. I have to tell him.”
“Why?”
That stumped her for a second “Why? Why, it’s the right thing to do.”
“Really? Throwing your colleague under the bus is the right thing to do?”
“Well, you brought it upon yourself.” She said, but her tone was a bit defensive this time.
“And you will destroy his would-be marriage.” He pointed out “How do you think he will feel about you destroying his marriage?”
“Me? Why, I have not done anything. I am just going to tell the truth.”
Rick decided to go a step further instead of backing down.
“Oh, you can tell the truth all you want, but you are going out along with me, darling.” He told her “Because if you tell the truth about me, I am going to tell the truth about you.”
“Me? What truth about me?” Shweta was shocked.
Rick was going off on some rumours and random observations but he thought the bluff might work if he put just the right spin on it. Her first response had told him there may be something.
“You think I don’t know what goes on in HR? How naïve do you think I am?”
“I have no idea what you mean.” She tried to bluff too. But Rick was an expert in reading women by now. He dealt with them day in and day out.
“That’s fine, baby. Mehra will have plenty of idea.” He said menacingly “I can describe to him in graphic detail what goes on in HR department when you are ‘working late’”
“How do you know…you are bluffing. You don’t know anything. There’s nothing to know.”
Now he could smell blood in the water. He pressed on harder “Shweta, think about it, name one name in HR whose job will not go when I open my mouth.”
The whole HR department was only three people, Shweta, another girl and the HR manager Shakti Kapoor, who was also the COO. He was playing for effect and Shweta’s face turning white told him that his arrow in the dark had found its mark.
“But…but…I have not done anything.” Shweta said, almost ready to cry “He is my boss…I don’t even like it. He’s so small and it’s gross. But I can’t say no to him, he’s my boss.”
In one second, Rick got the whole picture but he kept his smile to himself. Shweta Tiwari was a gorgeous woman. She was close to forty years old but she was a stunning woman with a beautiful face and a svelte, well-sculpted figure. She could have been a model or filmstar or maybe she was in another life, Rick didn’t know, but he knew that there was no man in the company who didn’t lust after her. She always wore tight western dresses around the office which every man in the office was thankful for. She had a tight, eye-catching ass that was often the point of discussion between men. On the odd occasion when she wore a saree, she turned up the sex appeal to eleven by wearing extremely skimpy blouses that had no back at all. Her saree was always transparent and the way it clung to her legs when she walked, it was apparent that she had a very thin petticoat under it or maybe no petticoat at all.
Her tight ass in short skintight dresses was the favourite visual of all men for their fantasies so it was no surprise that her older boss, Shakti Kapoor, had used his power to nail her. Rick was not surprised that Shakti was banging her because he had half suspected it already. And Rick knew that he himself would have banged her if he had any power over her. Getting the inside scoop of her situation with Shakti was just the leverage he could use, and knowing that Shakti had a tiny dick was just bonus.
In tonight’s party, Shweta had not shown any shyness in dressing. She was wearing a one-shoulder mini dress with gold lattice work on it. The lattice patterns showed her otherwise bare deep cleavage. The dress covered her legs up to the mid thighs but the bottom two inches were just that see-through gold lattice not hiding her smooth, shapely thighs.
She had always been out of his league and Rick knew that, but tonight, in this bathroom, as he smelled her sexy perfume while she told him that she was her boss’ whore he felt like the power dynamic was about to change. He could feel his dick stir in his pants. It wanted to enter her. Rick was going to make a path for it.
“I am not blaming you, babe,” he mixed a bit of good cop with the bad cop “he is your boss after all. It would be stupid to risk losing your job by saying no to him.”
“Yes, yes.” Shweta clung to the sympathy he was showing her “I need the job, Rick. I am in the middle of a divorce. My husband is giving me a hard time over the custody of my children. If I don’t have a job, I will lose the custody battle. If I file a sexual harassment case, I will immediately lose my children. I can’t do anything. I have to do what he says. You can understand that, can’t you?”
She put her hand on Rick’s arm and he patted it “There is nothing even to understand. You are a smoking hot babe, your boss is going to bang you, that’s totally normal. I haven’t said anything because well, it’s normal for an office behaviour.”
“Thank you, please, please keep it as our secret. I won’t say anything about Manushi. You don’t say anything about this. The new boss won’t understand, Rick. He will fire me in a second.” She implored, her fingers squeezing his arm.
“Of course.” He nodded “People who know me know that I am good at keeping secrets. But they also know that I am not a volunteer. My help comes at a price.”
“Price? What price?” She took her hand off his arm and took a step back.
Rick stayed in place, feet planted firmly on the floor “You are looking damn hot tonight, Shweta. As I said you are a very fuckable piece.”
Shweta put her hand on her mouth “You can’t...you can’t mean that.”
“Hmm, I think I got you wrong.” Rick said softly “I thought you were happy to use your body to keep your job.”
“But, if you tell about me then I will tell him about you banging the girl, the fiancée,” She tried to be bold “you will lose your job, too.”
Rick took a step to the side and waved towards the door “Go right ahead. See if I care. It’s been nice working with you.”
Shweta didn’t step towards the door “You are such a bastard.”
He smiled “Yes, but I am a bastard you will like.” He opened his pants and pulled out his cock which was rock hard now and looked huge like a tree trunk.
“Oh my god!” Shweta gasped “That’s three times the size of my husband’s dick.”
“Does he make you scream?” Rick said.
“No, never.” She shook her head but her eyes were fixed on his dick.
“Well, I will.”
She moaned, then said “Can’t we do it later, in my office? I am not saying I won’t but it will be safer in my office.”
Rick smiled “Oh, I will nail you in your office, too.” He assured her “But we start here and now to show me you are ready to submit.”
“Please, Rick,” She implored “not now.”
“If you step out of here without my cum dripping from your holes,” he spelled it out explicitly “you better go home and start searching for a job on the internet. It will be hard to do without a good reference from your boss.”
“Rick, please,” She tried again “main doongi tumhein, mana nahin kar rahi hoon, jitni baar loge utni baar doongi, but not here. Bahut risky hai.
“Darling, you are wasting time.” He was cool as he held all the cards now “You will go out of this bathroom as my whore or as an unemployed woman.”
She swallowed, her eyes still on his massive monster “What do you want me to do?”
Chapter 6 – Shweta Has No Choice
Rick nodded “Well, let’s have your dress off first.”
Her dress was backless with one hook just below her neck. She unhooked it and wiggled out of the short skirt part. Rick smiled as she hung the dress on the shower rod where he had hung Manushi’s dress minutes ago.
Then she said that one line which makes a man’s cock throb “Where do you want me?”
Rick stepped forward and pushed his fingers in the waistband of her golden thong “This has to stop.” He pulled and ripped the little garment to shreds.
“Ah, bastard!” She cried out as the flimsy little thong dug into her cunt before the fabric gave.
“Panties get in the way.” He told her.
She nodded, and blinked her tears away, taking deep breaths as the pain got absorbed in her body.
“My god, you are spectacular!” Rick stared at her sculpted body so svelte and tight, nobody would say she was close to forty. She could pass for a young thirty year old any day. He closed his hands around her heavy, big tits. They were big, well-rounded and firm in his hands. She moaned as she squeezed them hard. Then she moaned even louder when he sucked on one while squeezing the other.
“We don’t have much time now, baby,” She stroked his head “Fuck me quickly here now then you can nail me as you want on Monday in my office.”
Her tone was not like he was blackmailing her but like two lovers meeting in secret for a quick fuck session. He liked it. His throbbing cock liked it.
“Smart girl,” He said “but not Monday, tomorrow.”
“But tomorrow is Saturday.” She said.
“My dick doesn’t take a holiday.” He replied “And I need a few hours to break you thoroughly.”
“Oh god,” She was breathing heavily “Ok, I will come to the office tomorrow. You can fuck me as long as you want.”
“Not office, my place.” He corrected and sucked on her tits some more.
“Are you sure? Your girlfriend?” She asked.
“No girlfriend, I live alone.”
“Ok, I will come.” She agreed “Now fuck me quickly and let’s go back to the party.”
He turned her around and for the second time in an hour he had a smoking hot girl bent over the wash basin. She placed her hands on the mirror and he lifted her knee to the same spot on the sink where he had fucked Manushi.
“This is exactly where I just fucked Manushi,” he told her “how does that make you feel?”
“Like a whore.” But she moaned after she said that.
“Whose whore, Shweta?” His hands were roaming all over her superhot, naked body and his hard dick was rubbing between her legs.
“Your whore, Rick,” she surrendered easily “your whore.”
“My whore.” He put his hands on her shoulders and pushed with his hips.
“Hay, mar gayee!” She screamed as his massive dick stretched her tight pussy and entered her.
Rick was surprised that she was about as tight as Manushi had been, but then if both her boss and her husband had tiny dicks who would be there to stretch her? Well, he was here now.
He started with slow strokes but speeded up quickly as she turned him on immensely. She pushed back and helped him penetrate her tight cunt deeper. Her breath was heavy and her tits were so hard they were aching. He kept driving deeper into her cunt and she kept getting hotter. He took his phone out and pointed the camera on the mirror.
“No, baby, please.” Shweta protested.
Keeping the camera in his right hand he slapped her ass with the left hand “Who is my whore, Shweta?”
“Ah, I am your whore baby.” His throbbing cock was driving her crazy, she looked into the camera and said “I am your whore, Rick, I am your dirty little whore. Please fuck me hard, fuck me like a whore, baby!”
He grabbed her hair in one hand and pounded her hard as he filmed her. She was moving her ass back with his strokes and his cock was conquering her inch by one. Her mouth opened wide when his cockhead hit her cervix. And then it stayed open as he fucked her ruthlessly hard as she could not breathe properly. Her body jerked hard as she came with a loud scream and suddenly her words became much more dirty and bold.
“Oh god!” She screamed “You are fucking me like a bitch. Apni kutiya bana ke chod rahe ho tum mujhe. Main tumhari kutiya hoon, Rick, Chodo mujhe kutiya ki tarah, tod do mujhe, barbad kar do.”
She was looking into the lens in the mirror and it seemed to drive her wild that she was being fucked on camera.
Rick reached around her slender body and slapped her tits. They were heavy and soft. He made them bounce with hard slaps. Shweta yelped with his strokes. She knew this was also being recorded. She was going insane with desire. Her ,orgasm instead of slowing down, spiked harder with his slaps and rolled into another hot, savage orgasm that made her vision go completely dark. She continued to fuck herself on his massive cock with long, hungry thrusts even when she could not see.
When she could see again, she again looked into the camera and said “Tumhari randi hoon main. Aise hi randi ki tarah ragad ke chodo. I love your cock, baby. Meri choot phaad to apne lund se. Hay, mumma, you are so hot, baby. I want to be your whore, Rick. I am your whore.”
Her orgasm was still not subsiding when Rick exploded in her cunt and the heat made her orgasm even hotter like she was going to melt in that inferno. She pressed her hands on the mirror to bear up under her forceful thrusts and kept her legs open so he could pound her as he wanted.
“God, you just came in me. Rick, oh god!” She was almost screaming as the violent orgasm drove her mad “You fucking dumped your load in me like a whore. Oh God, Rick!”
Rick pulled her hair and kissed her neck as he continued to dump his hot load into her womb. Shweta stayed in place and let him mark her as his bitch with his seed flooding her womb. Her moans and screams were continuing loud as before.
“What a mind-blowing whore you are.” He breathed in her ear, still fucking her cunt with his hard, pulsating beast.
“Thank you, baby.” She said “I am your whore.”
He put the camera away. Then slowly pulled out of her cunt. She moaned as her sore pussy felt the pain. He took her hair in his grip and guided her down to the floor. He wanted to establish clearly that she was now fully his whore. Shweta didn’t give any resistance. She knelt at his feet and started sucking his cock clean, eating his cum like it was her daily food.
“Good whore.” He stroked her head.
“Mmmm, you are yummy.” She said then continued to suck his cock.
“Shweta, are you in there?” Someone knocked on the door. Shweta mouthed “My boss.”
Oh fuck!
“Are you in there, Shweta?” Shakti Kapoor said “I need to talk to you, honey. Open the door.”
Shweta looked at him to ask what to do.
Rick continued fucking her mouth while he thought about it. Shweta followed his lead and kept on eating his cum. She licked his cock clean then his balls. She tucked his dick back in his pants before getting up.
He helped her put her dress back on while he considered his options. They could not hide in the bathroom too long and if Shakti was there then someone had told him that Shweta was there. He could be bold and confront Shakti head on but then Shakti was two levels higher than him in the company and the chances of Rick walking out of the office tomorrow with a box full of his desk things was very strong. Shweta was waiting for his answer.
Rick decided to bluff it out.
Chapter 7 – Rick Grabs the Bull By the Balls
“What’s up, Mr. Kapoor?” Rick said brazenly as he opened the door. Shweta was hiding behind him.
“Shweta, I want to talk to you.” He completely ignored Rick.
“Come on Shakti, she is my girlfriend, man.” he said “Why are you getting in-between boyfriend and girlfriend?”
“Yeah, you stupid loser!” Shakti turned on Rick on like an attack dog “Do you think I am chootiya? She is married, you are not her boyfriend, you are an idiot. She is my bitch and always will be. Now, get the fuck out of my way, and clear your desk in the morning. You just lost your job. Shweta, you are coming with me and I am going to fuck you up the ass until you can’t walk, you little whore!”
Shweta looked terrified. Rick felt like slamming his head in the door. Guys like Shakti don’t respond to weakness, they only listen to force and power. If there ever was a time to turn on the asshole mode this was it. He couldn’t lose anything more. He stepped in Shakti’s way.
“With what, your pencil dick?” Rick said loudly.
Shakti Kapoor advanced towards him like he wanted to run him over. His face was dark with rage “What did you say?”
Rick stood his ground and looked him in the eyes “You can’t fuck a girl sore with that pencil dick of yours, Shakti. Hell, you couldn’t make a pencil sharpener sore which is where your pencil dick belongs.”
“What did you tell him?” Shakti asked Shweta in an ominous voice.
“I didn’t need to tell him.” Shweta whimpered “He knew already, about our working late, about you fucking me, everything.”
Rick pressed on his advantage “You see, Shakti when normal people see HR’s lights on after business hours, they think someone’s working late. A bastard like me thinks someone’s banging someone. And then he goes to investigate, with a phone camera in hand.”
Shakti said “You are bluffing!”
Rick shrugged “Maybe I am. But can you take that chance?”
While he thought about that Rick hit him with the second blow “Oh, and by the way, Shakti, this whole speech you just gave about firing me and fucking Shweta up the ass,” he lifted his wrist “smartwatch, audio recorder app.”
This one he could see with his own eyes. The red button was on and the counter was running, showing that the watch was recording audio. His face turned to ash.
“I am…I am…I am…” He tried to think of a way that he could save himself without losing face. There wasn’t any.
While he was stammering Rick followed on with a knock-out punch “I wonder if Mehra will appreciate this recording more or it’ll get more laughs on YouTube. Hmmm…I think YouTube. Especially, after I add Shweta’s interview about seeing your tiny peanut, I mean penis.”
“You wouldn’t dare!” Shakti turned to Shweta.
Rick offered her his hand. She jerked Shakti’s hand from her arm and took Rick’s hand. He pulled her to him and put his arm around her. She stood next to him with her arm around his waist.
There were many colours coming and going on Shakti’s face. Suddenly he changed tone “Rick, my boy…” he said as he finally realised that there was some grovelling in his future.
Now with full confidence, Rick carried on “You see, Shakti, the beauty of the YouTube approach is that I won’t have to rat on you to Mehra. He will fire you on his own. So, I am losing my job, but you are going to lose a little bit more.”
“Job? Losing job? No way, Rick. You are my boy. This is all a misunderstanding.” He turned a full 180-degree “I am thinking of giving you a raise and a company car, and you are thinking about leaving? No way! Just tell me what you want and it will be done. You just need to say the word.”
“Ok, I want your job.” Rick said calmly.
“Hehe, you are so jokey, my boy. You can’t have my job. Anything else. Whatever you want.”
“Alright, you already gave me the raise and car. I want a bigger office.”
“Done!” He said.
“How long have you been fucking Shweta?”
Shakti winced “My boy…”
Rick repeated firmly “How long have you been fucking Shweta?”
“Three months.”
“You have been fucking your junior Shweta Tiwari for three months?”
“Well…depends, if you count oral sex or not.”
“Go on.” Rick said.
“She was sucking my dick for three months before that.” He admitted.
“Then?”
“Well, one day, as you said we were working late, and she’s such a pretty girl…I told her, there’s a promotion coming up for HR manager, when I move up to CEO. And she was happy to…”
“Also tell him about you threatening to fire me, Shakti.” Shweta reminded him.
“My dear girl, I wouldn’t really have….”
“But you did tell me you would fire me if I didn’t sleep with you.” Shweta insisted.
“Well, if you put it like that, I did say but without that you wouldn’t have had sex with me so…I had to.”
“Shakti, no more!” Rick told him “You will treat Shweta with respect and won’t even touch her.”
“But, of course, but, of course, my dear boy.”
“And make her HR manager right away.” Rick pushed on.
“That she will automatically become. Next week I will become CEO and she will be next in line. There’s only her and Prachi Desai most senior…”
“No!” Rick shook his head “There’s only her. Nobody else. She is going to be the HR manager.”
“Done, done, of course, of course.”
“And your daughter Shraddha..”
“What about her?” he cringed.
“You have recently promoted her from intern to clerk without waiting for her internship period to finish, probably doubling her salary.”
“Tripling.” Shweta added.
“Demote her back to intern and let her finish her internship.” Rick said.
“No, no, I can’t do that. Ask something else my boy, she will hate me if I did that.”
“Hmmm, ok, then transfer her to my department, She will work under me. At least I will make her work for her salary.”
“But you already have a personal secretary, that girl Kiara…” Shakti said.
“So? Why can’t I have a clerk as well?” Rick advanced on him, he cowered.
“You can, of course you can.” He agreed “She will report to you on Monday.”
“Not Monday, today.” Rick corrected “If I don’t get a message from her by midnight tonight that she’s reporting to me on Monday then pack your bags.”
“She will. You will get the message.” He assured Rick “Anything else?”
“Umm…no, not for now,” Rick said “but my department is going to grow. Be ready to sign any proposals that come from my desk.”
He exhaled “Sure, sure. You will have my utmost cooperation.”
Rick touched the screen of his watch and showed him “It’s all recorded including your confession that you were sexually exploiting Shweta for six months. If you go back on any of it, you are toast.”
Shakti wilted.
“I am good for it, my boy. It will all be done as you said. Just that recording, keep it safe, ok?”
“You got it.” Rick smiled “Now, I have a party to enjoy. See you later.”
He put his arm around Shweta and led her towards the stairs going down.
“Phew!” she said “That was lucky you started the recording at that time.”
“No, it wasn’t.” he told her “I didn’t.”
“What? Then?”
“I started it after he fired me and before I challenged him.”
“So there was nothing on the recording?”
“Nothing at all!” Rick admitted “But when I showed it to him, he could see the watch was recording but he could not know since when.”
“Oh my god, you are such a bastard.” Shweta said “You went head to head with him on nothing?”
“Yes, but now I have his full confession on it, which means I’ve got him by the balls.”
Shweta said “Oh my god! What an asshole you are. I risked my job there by siding with you.”
Rick just laughed.
“Thanks for getting me the promotion by the way.”
“You are welcome.”
“We are in it together now, right?” She said.
Rick turned to look at her “No! You are totally my bitch. You will do as I tell you.”
“Will I get that marvellous dick of yours then?” She said.
“Oh, I will nail you regularly.” Rick said “You will be my possession. My personal whore.”
She smiled “I can live with that.”
Rick smiled and led her towards the bar “I wanted to make you COO, but I figured it might not be in his power. Didn’t want to be too greedy.”
“No, I don’t want to be COO, too much hassle. I can’t handle it, I have a family, remember?” Shweta said “Besides, Mehra has his own COO that he’s bringing from his own company, someone called DP.”
“Then it’s all good.” He ordered drinks for them.
“By the way,” Shweta said “I can’t blame you for banging that girl. She is really hot.”
“Oh yes,” He handed her her drink “a very hot piece of ass.”
“Who’s a hot piece of ass?” This was Mehra coming up and joining them at the bar.
“Shweta!” Rick said quickly then laughed “No, I was talking about this model I interviewed yesterday.”
“Yeah, was she hot?” Mehra said with interest.
“Incredible!” Rick said “Sleek, sexy body, a beautiful face, big, dark eyes and oh, my god, her tits…amazing!”
“Wow, sounds like a killer.” Mehra said “How about you send me some photos on Monday?”
“How about I introduce you?” Rick offered.
Mehra hesitated “Will that be proper?”
“Hey, I am just introducing you. Think of it like the new boss taking a tour of the talent management department.”
“Smart! I like the sound of that!” he said.
Turned out that the new boss was a big man, but still a man, with the same masculine tendencies. He and Rick talked more about girls and once Mehra found out that he could appreciate him taking interest in hot models without the knowledge of his girlfriend, he really warmed up to Rick.
Manushi walked by and he called her over.
“Baby, you have met Rick, haven’t you?” He said.
“Yes, you introduced us earlier.” She said.
“Manu is a model,” Mehra said “she will be helping us with the model recruitments.”
“Oh, she’ll be working under me then.” Rick said, tongue in cheek.
“Hmm, you head Talent Management, don’t you?” Mehra said “Yes, then she will be working under you.”
Rick said “I am looking forward to it.”
Mehra nudged Manushi “Baby, it’s polite to say you are looking forward to it as well.”
“Of course.” Manushi said “I am very excited.”
They chatted for a little bit then other people interfered. Everybody wanted to suck up to the new boss.
Chapter 8 - Deepika Needs a Lift
Rick was thinking about possibly having a second round with Manushi but both she and Mehra left the party early. Rick had a strict rule not to have more than one drink when he was driving himself. Tonight in all the excitement he had had three. Being careful about drunk driving he decided to wait before leaving the party so that he would be well under the legal limit. He sat and drank water while he watched other people dance. Suddenly he realised the people he was watching were not from his company. Everybody had gone and he was the last one left.
He went to the bathroom, brushed his hair, adjusted his jacket and went out. While he was waiting for the lift, his phone beeped. A smile played on his lips when he saw that the message was from Shraddha Kapoor, Shakti Kapoor’s daughter.
“Sir, I have been told by my dad that I will be working under your from Monday. I am looking forward to it.”
He replied “Good. Now, I have a particular dress code for my girls…” he typed details of how he expected her to dress when reporting to him.
“Excuse me!” He heard a female voice and looked up. He had walked into the parking while texting. He turned around. There was a girl walking towards him.
While she was walking towards him he got an opportunity to check her out. She was tall and slim with the figure of a supermodel. She was wearing a full-sleeve gold sequin gown that had a cleavage so deep and wide that a big part of her beautiful, fair breasts was visible on each side. There was no bra possible in such a bold cleavage. The full, firm breasts were visibly sagging under their own weight and Rick licked his lips as they moved while she walked. The gown was quite tight and slit all the way to her thigh joint on the right leg. The top layer that reached down to her ankles was translucent and inside he could see that the opaque layer stopped on her upper thighs like the shortest possible minidress.
She walked on her high heels and Rick observed that they were at least 8” high with a 4” high platform. The heels were also gold and glittery like her gown. Her hair was done in a fancy ponytail style. She brushed some stray strands from her slender neck and smiled with her hot red lips as she walked up close to Rick.
“Yes?” He said, trying to ignore his hardening dick in his pants.
“Listen, my name is Deepika Padukone,” she gave him a beautiful filmstar smile that she reserved for men from whom she needed something “I was at a party here and my friend that I came with left early. I am stuck here and no taxis are available for two-three hours. It’s Friday night, they are all booked up. If you are going into town, can you give me a lift? Please?”
Rick nodded “I can give you a lift but I am not a volunteer. My help comes at a price.”
“Well, that’s reasonable.” Deepika said “I could pay you what I was going to pay the cab, is that ok?”
Rick shook his head “I am not a cab driver. I am not interested in your money.”
He let her see as he scanned her from her whore heels all the way up her bare leg to her hot, firm, almost bared tits, to her beautiful, supermodel face.
She bit her bottom lip “Then what are you interested in?”
He looked at her again, she was too hot to spare – the beautiful face, the gorgeous slutty gown, her hot, red lips. He decided to be bold. There was nothing to lose.
“Well, you are a nice piece of ass,” He looked right in her eyes “but how are you at sucking cock?”
She didn’t bat an eye “I have to suck your cock for the ride?”
Rick nodded “Yes. And if you don’t swallow, there’s no deal.”
“Oh, I love to swallow.” She said “There is a deal.”
Rick could not believe his luck.
“Let’s go.” He opened the car door for her “I am Rick, by the way.”
“Hi, Rick!” She gave him that sweet smile again.
In the car, she kept her legs slightly open so her gown slit bared her right leg right to the thigh joint and even bared her left leg to her mid thigh. She had stunning legs, well-toned and perfectly tapered. He had noticed when helping her into the car that her dress was cut in a big oval shape in the back baring her smooth back completely and even an inch of her ass crack. His dick was hard and it got harder.
“Your gown is gorgeous, very sexy.” Rick said.
“Thanks, it looks nice, but I am like one light breeze away from flashing my nipples.” She pointed to the super wide cleavage “And this slit is so high, that I could not wear panties with it.”
His dick throbbed “If you don’t like it why did you wear it?”
“Oh, I love it.” Deepika said “I love the danger! I just have to be careful when walking so I don’t flash my pussy at the world.”
“Well, you don’t have to be careful here.” He looked at her and winked.
She laughed. It was a musical laugh that made his heart beat faster.
“You are such a naughty boy.” She said.
He said “So you have heard of me.” She laughed again.
There was a cinema on the way. It was an old single screen cinema, so it was closed at that time of night. Rick drove into its complex and around to the back. Deepika didn’t say anything. After he stopped the car behind the building, he looked at her.
“Do you want to collect your fees now?” She said.
“Yes, this is a good place for it.”
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