Shivaay's Appraisal
Shivaay's Appraisal
Shivaay's
POV
Hi guys.....this is SSO... I mean Shivaay...I have a girlfriend Anika...i love her a lot....we are in an open relationship...i am a sex addict...i have drilled many of my models and secretaries.. but my ASR the best.
Today
i will tell how i fucked my boss Svetlana for my appraisal...i did
not have Oberoi Industry at that time
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Svetlana
had never managed a man like Shivaay before. She had made a bold move when
recruiting him. She wanted someone to add a bit of drive to her lovely team of
five, all of whom were a little too 'nice' and overly keen to compromise.
Sadly, Shivaay really wasn't proving the right fit—he was rather similar to
everyone else in terms of personality, but he lacked their technical
competence.
It
had been Shivaay's appraisal that morning, and it hadn't gone well. His
technical ability on the design software was not great; his spreadsheet work
was sloppy; his PowerPoints dull; his presentations lacked direction. He simply
wasn't professional enough and she'd told him so. It had been a challenging session.
But
Shivaay had one really important asset. He was hot. Svetlana often flirted a
tiny bit with the women in the office—she did like women and had slept with a
few over the years. She always enjoyed sex with a woman, either on her own or
as part of a drunk adventure. But she probably liked men a touch more. There
was no getting away from the fact that given the choice of licking a pussy or a
cock, eight times out of ten she'd opt for the cock.
As
Shivaay left the meeting room at the end of the appraisal, Svetlana found
herself staring at his butt. He may be a shit worker, but his presence did lift
her mood. As he opened the door to leave, Shivaay turned. "I'm sorry I'm
so crap," he said.
"I
wouldn't go that far," she replied, trying to raise his spirits.
There
was a pause before Svetlana smiled. "You're a nice guy. Everyone in the
team enjoys working with you. You bring—how can I put it—a bit of sparkle to
the office."
"Sparkle?"
Shivaay reflected back.
"You're
good fun to work with, you're easy on..." Svetlana almost slipped up. She
corrected herself— "Easy to work with."
"I
hope I don't come across as a bit flirty... at least you didn't say so in the
appraisal."
Then
there was a pause. An overly long pause, with both looking directly at the
other's eyes.
Svetlana
was still feeling a bit sorry for Shivaay. She had been harsh on him earlier.
Her empathy seemed to resonate with her employee and he smiled meekly. Svetlana
returned the smile. If he wasn't so fucking hot, she might have avoided what
was to follow. But she was currently experiencing a sexual drought and that was
not good. Without the sex she craved, she began to think about fucking Shivaay.
It was out of the question, of course, but in that fleeting moment, she could
almost imagine sucking his cock. And she bet he was one heck of a fuck, too.
Such wanton thoughts began to nudge Svetlana over the line of acceptable work
behavior.
"Well,
I know I'm your boss, and I know that this is terribly politically incorrect,
and I know I'm going to regret saying it—but yes, some of us enjoy those
flirtatious moments." She hesitated, before adding: "And you have a
very hot butt."
Playing
along, Shivaay took a step further. "To be equally politically incorrect,
your butt is pretty damn hot, too."
"Well,
thank you," Svetlana replied. She knew she had a tight arse and the
compliment was genuinely appreciated.
A
slightly tense silence followed. Both had made a move if only a small one. But
that line of acceptability had been clearly crossed. Things could have stayed as
they were, and Svetlana could just have been able to make a retreat back to
respectability and safety, had it not been for Shivaay making a seemingly
throw-away comment that the last person who had complimented him on his butt
had been a guy.
"A
man?" queried Svetlana. "So, do you, are you...?" So, could
Shivaay have bi tendencies like herself? His comment had really piqued her
interest. She needed to find out more.
But Shivaay wasn't giving anything away. "Do you... are you?" he came
back, turning the question back on his boss and evading giving an answer
himself.
Svetlana's
professional discretion had now totally disappeared. The employer/employee
boundary was no more. This was not a good position to be in and Svetlana knew
it. But she couldn't hold back.
"I
have to confess, I have enjoyed the company of the same sex in the bedroom on
more than one occasion."
"Well,"
remarked Shivaay, "the guy who commented on my butt was also in a bedroom
at the time. We were with a rather special woman who liked threesomes—especially
with two men. She said she liked my butt and this guy said he liked it
too."
"So,
you like threesomes?" asked Svetlana
"Well,
don't you?"
Svetlana
realized that Shivaay was rather good at answering questions with questions of
his own.
"I
am rather partial to them," she replied, "especially if there's
another woman involved."
"Have
you had one with two guys?" Shivaay was still asking questions.
"Well,
you have clearly," Svetlana replied. "And, yes, I have."
"What
did you get up to?"
"The
usual, I suppose..." Svetlana was now tempting Shivaay to ask more
questions. She wanted to see how far he would go. She wanted to talk sex with
him. She wanted to hear the detail, the rawness and earthiness of it. More than
that—she wanted a fuck.
"In
that boy, boy, girl threesome, did you have both of them at the same
time?" Shivaay asked.
Svetlana
grinned and nodded.
"Did
you go as far as a DP?"
"Now
that's quite a question to ask a lady, especially if she's your boss."
Svetlana paused. She knew now that Shivaay was clearly up for it. He was every
bit as sexual as she was. They did similar things. They seemed to have similar
interests. They were both players. They both looked the part.
Svetlana
sensed that this banter could lead to a sensational fuck. It would be totally
out of order, of course. But what the heck—she had gone way too far already.
She was bloody horny and no way was she going to stop now.
"You'd
be pretty hardcore if you did a DP," said Shivaay, hovering on the topic.
Clearly desiring more from Svetlana.
But
Svetlana was now the one holding back. She said that they'd leave it there but
suggested that they meet again at the end of the day once everyone else had
left the office.
Before
they vacated the room, Svetlana, tongue very much in cheek, added:
"Of
course we need to agree on your key performance indicators for our evening
meeting otherwise it wouldn't be very professional."
Playing
along with her Shivaay agreed: "Well, that goes without saying. Can we
also agree with the main objective, along with any secondary ones?"
"Well,
Shivaay," began Svetlana now playing the boss and putting on an overly
formal managerial voice, "your primary objective is to fully meet my
needs."
"Fine.
I'm keen to do exactly that. Could you be more precise," came Shivaay's
reply.
"Well,"
continued Svetlana "I'd like to be satisfied more than once." Her
managerial tone began to slip into a cheekier one. "Naturally, we are
talking ladies first. And there's a special bonus if I come more than
once."
"I
thought a good developmental point," she continued playfully, "would
be the opening moves. I would like to see you take more control and show
authority."
Shivaay
nodded. "I think I can manage that."
"Good,"
said Svetlana with a smile. "So, I will be expecting you to take the lead
from the very outset and clearly guide me through the whole session." Then
dropping all pretenses and any hint of being the manager—either in actuality or
in play—she continued, "Oh fuck it, Shivaay. I just wanted you to fuck me.
And I really want you to do it in a really specific way. I'm basically a sub,
so take control. But I'm a bit more than just a sub. I have very specific
needs, styled needs. I know that sounds rather contradictory."
"Its
fine," reassured Shivaay.
"OK
then. I'm going to spell it out. My butt needs a lot of attention. I do like,
being licked from behind and any tongue on my asshole will be particularly
appreciated. I like to suck cock, too. For quite a long time. And I'd like to
start with my clothes and you to strip me naked. But take your time. Do it
slowly. I want to have nothing on right at the end, apart from my shoes. Leave
my heels on please."
"You
are a demanding boss," came Shivaay's retort. Smiling, he added,
"Don't worry, all of that sounds bloody great."
And
with that, they left the room and rejoined their colleagues in the open-plan
office.
That
afternoon the two enjoyed some light, anticipatory banter. When Svetlana came
up to Shivaay's workspace, she asked if he was on top of the figures for
tomorrow's pitch. Shivaay replied that he was confident that he hadn't made any
cock-ups.
There
was a bit of physical flirting, too. The most blatant of which was in the
kitchen, when Svetlana was caught in the doorway as Shivaay walked in. She had
two mugs of tea in her hands, which she held out to either side of herself to
avoid them spilling. This had the effect of pushing out her breasts, which
Shivaay, mimicking her stance with his empty mug, brushed against with his
chest.
By
the time their last co-worker had left it was nearly six o'clock. Svetlana
walked past Shivaay's desk, making sure her tight butt in that tight black
skirt rubbed up against his back. Looking over her shoulder, she said:
"Shivaay, I think it's time for meeting number two."
Svetlana
was gambling her career—her future, on this fuck. Though she was heady with
excitement, the feeling was tempered with more than a touch of anxiety.
She
pulled the blinds shut in the meeting room, but left a tiny bit open so she
could check on Shivaay. Unaware that he was being watched, Svetlana saw him put
his hand down his trousers, clearly enjoying a growing hardness.
As
far as Svetlana was concerned, she was desperate for that fuck. She sat at the
desk and could feel her pussy moisten. She slipped a hand into her knickers to
check. There was a welcome dampness on her lips and she rubbed them gently,
teasing out more juices, which she gathered on her fingertips and used to lube
her clit. The door handle moved and she pulled her fingers back, and popped
them in her mouth, adopting a pose of thoughtfulness while also savoring her
own taste.
Shivaay
sat opposite her. "So are you going to help me perk up my PowerPoint? Can
you give me some tips on how I should strip down my spreadsheets, and also help
lick my presentations into shape?"
"Well,
Shivaay, I could certainly do that. There's no doubt all would be great for
your personal development plan. But I thought a fuck might be both more
productive and more fun."
With that Shivaay crossed over to Svetlana's side of the table, bent over and
kissed her. He was a good kisser, and she really liked the way he licked her
tongue.
Svetlana
was hungry, she wanted to get his cock out and eagerly undid his belt. His cock
sprang free and to her complete delight, Shivaay was on the big side—good
length and a magnificent girth. Beyond perfect.
She
closed her lips around his helmet and started to flick her tongue around his
frenulum. God, it was so good to feel a cock in her mouth again. She started to
bob up and down while pumping and twisting his considerable shaft with her
hand. She loved that firmness in her grip and the feeling of fullness in her
mouth, those salty early emissions—fuck, and he tasted good.
Keeping
her eyes on Shivaay, partly because it made her even hotter to stare at her lover
while she fellated him, but also to ensure she wasn't going to push him over
the edge too soon, she worked on the tip of his prick. His reactions were
clear—this was his key spot and he was loving it.
After
a good five minutes of the most magical sucking, Shivaay took control, kissing
her and then turning her around and placing her face down on the table, her
arse bent over the edge. He slipped off her knickers and kissed her bottom.
While there was real tenderness in his actions, she sensed an urgency coming.
His
face sank between her cheeks and his tongue found her rosebud, rimming her
teasingly before he moved down to her pussy. She was dripping and his mouth was
oh so welcome. He darted from lips to the clitoris and a delicious tension
built in her cunt.
Shivaay
put his hand to her face and she greedily sucked on his fingers. But she needed
more. She needed that cock to penetrate her. And she was pleased when Shivaay
made his next move. He stood up and kissed her.
She
tasted her own juices on his tongue. As she was savoring them, he pushed his
fingers deep in her pussy.
He
was building up a lovely rhythm and then he probed deeper with his digits and
located her G-spot. Rubbing gently on this incredible spot pushed Svetlana
further towards her orgasm.
But she didn't want to come yet. She needed that huge cock in her pussy.
Her
wait was over as she finally felt Shivaay's thick prick nudge at her entrance
then slide into her wetness. She took his full length and clenched him tight,
squeezing him and building her own pleasure around him. He soon started pumping
and grinding. Svetlana loved feeling his midriff slap against her butt.
He
pulled Svetlana up to standing and hugging her close, he was now able to
penetrate at an even more acute angle.
Rolling
her over and clearly recalling his brief, he tried to take off her skirt, but
the buckle hitched and Svetlana had to reach to help, and she did gladly,
desperate to be rid of her clothing.
With some added saliva applied to his cock, Shivaay now entered her missionary
style. As he thrust, Svetlana started to play with her clit. She was closing in
on her climax.
It
was at this moment that Shivaay did something totally unexpected. He ripped
open her blouse, popping the buttons in the act. God, she was pleased she'd
taken off her bra during a visit to the staff shower room shortly beforehand.
Those breasts needed to be free and next to his skin. Her orgasm shook through
her, but it was a smallish one. Svetlana was pleased as it left more in the
battery for later.
Now
naked, she found herself being lifted up by Shivaay who continued to fuck her
standing up. Feeling the strength of his arms added to her his masculinity. The
vertical ride was amazing and the rhythm of the thrusts was just perfect for
her. She clenched that bulbous cock and felt a jerk back from her lover.
But
it was that different, delightful angle of a stunning prick that did it for
Svetlana. She'd not had too many vertical fucks before and the intensity was
blowing her mind and body. And being held up too gave her a sense of
weightlessness. All of which finally pushed her over the edge and an intense
orgasm shuddered through her cunt and up through the rest of her body. She
spasmed on that beautiful prick, her juices flowing down its full shaft. This was
a really big climax.
By
now Shivaay was nearing his own peak. He pulled his prick out of Svetlana's
sodden cunt and wanked himself over her belly. Svetlana liked it when she saw a
man's spunk on her. It didn't really matter where—face, breasts, belly—it was
just good to see his jizz on her and feel the blobs of warm wetness. She would
let it dry there, knowing she would enjoy that starchy feeling on her skin on
her journey home.
She'd
need to wear a coat for that trip, given the state of her blue blouse. She
picked it up off the floor and examined the buttons. "Perhaps we ought to
add sewing to that personal development plan of yours?" she said while
looking at Shivaay.
"Along
with all those other things you mentioned this morning?" he replied with a
laugh.
"Well,
it was good to see such a strong, all-round and sustained performance from you
this evening," Svetlana responded, playing the boss once again. "I do
think that your key performance indicators were well and truly met."
"And
that very cheeky question of yours...?" she asked
Shivaay
looked puzzled.
"About
DP—by which I assume you meant digital publishing?" She grinned.
"Naturally,
could it refer to anything else?" came Shivaay's innocent answer.
"Yes,
I have some experience with DP. In fact several, thoroughly enjoyable and truly
memorable ones."
"So
have I," confessed Shivaay.
"Perhaps
you could track down a business associate sometime in the not too distant
future. It would be wonderful to experience that with you. I sense that you
would be rather good at it."
"It's
top of my list of actions I've taken away from this evening's session, replied
Shivaay. "I'll send you a calendar request first thing in the
morning."
"And
Shivaay," Svetlana said, adopting the voice of a manager once again.
"Two important final points. First—you are not crap. And second, and most
importantly, this never happened."
"Of
course it didn't," he agreed. "It would have been most
unprofessional."
***THE END***
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