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After finishing my engineering I joined a company. I am an electrical engineer and my company bagged a contract to make a sub-station in a small town. Since the nature of contract was not very big, I was made the site engineer and overseer by the company. This small town was about six hours drive from Poona and was very picturesque. Nestled between the hills there were a few temples nearby.
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All these temples were very popular and these temples were quite near to the construction site (The farthest of these temples was about 25 kms.) The town was dead in all respects. There was a small state PWD guest house, two small restraints and a small market place where basic necessities were available. It also had a ramshackle cinema hall and I used to loathe going to that cinema hall as it was quite filthy. The only source of entertainment was my TV and my VCP.
The only good thing was that in this town, as expected, there was a roaring business of pornographic VHS cassettes and to ease away my frustration I used to regularly hire pornographic cassettes and watch them in my room. As regards to my room, it was a decent sized room with an attached bathroom and a small kitchen. My room was also the site office and during the day time, I used to be very careful in hiding and locking up these pornographic cassettes. Once in a while, the senior engineers used to come down to the site office from Poona to take stock of the progress of the sub-station.
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Also, at times, I too would go to Poona to brief my company. It was an enjoyable life and I had developed friendship with almost everybody in the town. Once my General Manager had come down to visit the site. He was a nice man and had a son about 8 years old. His son was studying in a boarding school in Mahabaleshwar. He informed me that next time I came to Poona, he wanted me to escort his wife and show her the temples around the town. I told him that I would speak to the PWD guys and try and arrange accommodation for his wife as this guest house had a cook too.
It was not very difficult to arrange accommodation in the PWD guest house. It so happened that I was to go to Poona on a Saturday and after that there were two holidays on Monday and Tuesday. So all the laborers had a 3 day off I took this as an opportunity to show the General Managers wife around the temple. I told him that his wife, if interested, could come along with me and spend two days in the site and visit the temples. He spoke to his wife from his office and she agreed.
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He said that I could accompany her in his car as she knew driving and after the visit it would be convenient for her to drive back. I had very few options other than agree to my Boss. At about 1130 in the morning she came to the office. I met her. She was around 32, fair, pleasantly plump (not fat but neither slim) and pretty. What actually made her attractive were her breasts. They were large and firm and I had to control myself so as not to stare at them. Also she was wearing a low neck blouse and her cleavage was there for anybody to stare at. My GM introduced me to her. Her name was Rekha.
Rekha said that since we have a long way to drive, we better start. So I got into the car in front next to her. We set off at a good speed to the site office. While she was driving the car we got chatting. She was humorous person and seemed to be good nature. We kept talking about the latest movies, life in the small town of the site office and this and that. In between we stopped at a small town and had lunch. After lunch I offered to drive the car and she readily agreed. She sat beside me and I started driving. After lunch she must have felt drowsy because she dosed off and her saree pallu fell down her desi breasts.
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