Once a call boy for my Tamil manager – Part 1
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Submit Report Hi guys and girls, this is a real story that happened to me during the second wave of Covid in June 2020. My name is Ani, I am 28 years old, and I got married recently this year. I am living happily in Chennai. If any ladies wish to have a discreet fun/relationship, they can ping me at my email ID, which I will share at the end of this story. Please note that I expect a high level of privacy to be maintained from both ends, as I come from a reputed background. Coming back to the story. I joined an IT company in Chennai at the start of 2020 for an office admin role. Let me introduce the heroine of the story, my manager Sheeba, who is 34 years old and has been married for six years. She looks beautiful, like a short version of Hansika, with short hair and a little extra weight. She always wears western wear, and the whole office has an eye on her for her sexy ass and big, mango-sized boobs. Without her knowledge, I used to eye her assets whenever I got the chance. It was just two months after I joined, and suddenly, there was an outbreak of Covid-19, and a lockdown was imposed. Work-from-home was initiated, and I was worried because I was newly joined. And if the lockdown continued, I might lose my job. But I was wrong; my manager gave me a laptop with WFH, and I was given very few tasks to work on. Initially, my manager and I had only a coworker relationship. Later, during the end of May, relaxations were provided for IT companies, and 20 to 30 employees were working in the office for emergency support. I was one of them. I worked very hard, providing good hygiene and sanitation in the office premises, and all my work was appreciated by my manager every time. Since I lived nearby, I went to the office on all weekdays. Initially, none of the managers came to the office for a month. But later, my manager started coming to the office. I started picking her up and dropping her off at her house after completing work. And she spent time with me, teaching me additional work. We started chatting with each other about her personal stuff, and our relationship grew like brother and sister, considering we had a 12-year age gap. She addressed me as her brother (thambi), and we shared many personal stories during our worktime. From that, I came to know that she had been married six years ago and had no kids, which is why she was more caring and kind-hearted with me. A few weeks passed. And since we worked in admin, there were many documents that needed to be printed and signed by her or the MD. She would tell me to print and bring them to her home. When I reached her place, she would treat me well with tea, coffee, and snacks. And we would have a little chat. While I was at her place, she would wear a loose T-shirt with bermudas-type pants – either half or 3/4th length, which kept arousing me. The visits to her house started increasing, like twice a week. And on the 3rd or 4th visit, she provided me with lunch at her home. She was wearing a loose T-shirt without an inner, which showed her nipples’ trace over the thin T-shirt. It was confirmed when she started bending to serve food, and I got aroused very much and couldn’t control it. It was also visible through my pants to her, and she kept staring often. I couldn’t eat with my erection and completed my meal fast. Then, I went to wash my hands, informing her that I also wanted to use the washroom. I washed my hands and forgot to lock the door and started masturbating. Within two minutes, she came and opened the restroom, and she was shocked to see me. I immediately closed my pants and came to her in the hall, asking for sorry. She started shouting at me for my behavior. I still remember the many times I asked for sorry, and I left, thinking she might report me to HR and fire me. Since she was very kind to me, she didn’t do anything, and I left her house. The next day, I went to the office, and thankfully, nothing happened since my biometric worked. An hour later, she called me and told me to come to her house in half an hour, just informing me of an important matter. Whenever I went to her house, I never saw her husband at home. I reached her home, and she gave me tea. I wasn’t able to see her eyes. And after sipping the tea, I told her, “Mam, I’m sorry for yesterday.” She told me not to do that anymore, and I told her, “K, mam… sorry.” She left a small smile, and I asked, “Mam, you called me, telling me it’s an important matter.” She came near me and said it was a very personal matter and confidential, and I should not discuss it with anyone, and only I could help her in this matter. She kept her hand over mine, and I was in a mixed state of surprise and shock together. She told me that her husband is impotent, even unable to have sex properly because of poor erection. She didn’t know what to do or whom she should seek help from. She liked me very much, and I had the resemblance of her own brother. And she showed me his picture – he looked almost 70% similar to me. That’s the reason she also selected me in the interview. I was completely silent, not replying to her. I was dumbstruck, but inside, I was on cloud nine. And she kept saying, “Yarkita sollatha, and nee matum than help pana mudiyum” (don’t tell anyone, and only you can help me). She caught my feet with little tears, and I replied, “Don’t touch my feet; what is this?” and wiped her tears. I replied, “You are that beautiful, and why is God making you undergo this?” and gave her a small hug. I told her I would do whatever she told me to. She immediately locked the living room door and removed her top. I was completely blown away, getting my 100% erection. She came, lip-locked with me and kept her hand over her boobs. We were kissing for 5 minutes. And my full hand size was her boob size; I crushed her boobs while kissing.