Boss Called Me Good Girl
Story Codes: MF, Consensual, Exhibitionism

Boss Called Me Good Girl
by Rathna

All my friends and colleagues call me the shorten version of my name: Nelu instead of Nelumini. It
became my pet name for me among those who knew me. I got my first interview as a secretary in a
private sector firm. I can remember lots of happy memories that gathered in my life up to that point. I
had to give my resignation to my first job at age 29 in my search for a better future job prospect. I was
sure my experience and qualifications would help me find a better place to work. While I was seeking a
new job, I applied for the position of a personal secretary at a leading well established company in the
garment industry.

I believed that my first impression during the interview would show off my job qualifications. Therefore, I
dressed in accepted official attire and pulled my hair in a knot. My  Sari jacket was low cut to the neck
with short sleeves and a dark green color. I wore a black beaded necklace, earrings and even the
shoes were suited to the dress too. I was dressed neatly. My fair complex contrasted with my beauty.

Although, I was confident in my experience, I felt a little nervous when I sat in front of the interview
board. One senior director and two executives were in the panel. The director interrogated me while the
other two gentlemen examined my responses. The director had a tough look but seemed to have a
pleasant personality. From his appearances, he appeared to be in his mid fifties. The other man was
rather young and seems smart.

The director’s questions were straight and concise. I noticed while he was interrogating me, his eyes
glared in detail over my body. Once I caught his eyes I noticed that he also gazed at  my breast
positioned firmly in my low-cut jacket. I adjusted the sari to cover the opening. I ignored his intense
looks because I had faced these kinds of things quite often in my life. I believe what makes me
attractive is my figure and my sexy look. I pride myself in my beauty because I've noticed, not only men
but also women gaze at me and admire my beauty in public.

The interview ended with typical answer of “we will inform you of our descion”. One and half weeks had
passed without any response. I gave up on the idea of getting a new job. But on one particular Friday a
phone call came  with good news that would changed everything. I was informed that I was selected for
the position and was asked to sign a contract that following Monday. I was happy about the job
opportunity. And all weekend celebrated by purchasing cloths and other things that I needed.

I arrived to work on time that following Monday. I was greeted by a receptionist who asked me to wait
until I was called in. I was finally directed to the Director’s office. I noticed that the door was closed.
Nobody could open the door from outside. In order to enter, it was necessary  to push a button on the
door. I entered the office and the door closed shut automatically. It was a huge office with valuable
luxury office appliances. Director Mano was seated behind the huge executive table. The coolness of
the air conditioner gave me a fresh and chilly feelings.

“Good morning Sir. I hope that you did not mind me entering?" I asked politely.

He raised his left hand slightly, without looking at me. I sat in front of his desk. He continued working
with a file and still did not even glance at me. My heart beat was beating fast and I felt a little scared,
not knowing what to expect. However, I was lucky to have the opportunity to work in such an affluent
office environment. The director's office was located on the 9th floor of the building and it gave a good
aerial view of the city through the blinds fixed on the windows.

He raised his face up and looked at me sharply. My fingers sought the strap of my hand bag which was
on the table at that point. I nervously adjusted  my pink sari tail which was over my shoulder.

“Welcome to my office. First of all, you will have to learn about your duties here. You have to work with
me. You will know all the functions of a secretary and will handle personal information.  Coordination is
essential. Actually I am really busy here. I hope your assistance will help lessen the stress of work as an
office partner. There will be long hours and field visits. All that I've discussed are included in your
duties.”

I watched as he explained the responsibility of the job with a steady voice and very concise manner. But
I was somewhat confused with what he meant about an office partner. So I listened to his words with
care to get an idea of what he expected.

“You know why I selected you. Your personality, beauty and figure and overall appearance became
added qualification for the selection. I hope you will help me relax my mind on stressful days dealing
with office matters within these four walls. And so, that is why I offered you a big salary, a car and other
benefits.”

I analyzed the things that he disclosed. Sometime he meant his personal needs should be fulfilled by
me. But he stressed that this would be only for his office. Therefore, I was unable to come to a
conclusion on whether what he had proposed was wrong.

He raised his voice again, “Tell me if this is alright with you, no matter, you have to decide”

“I agree to sign the contract,” I replied without showing any nervousness . I signed the contract with his
wishes and was determined to do the job with care for his entire satisfaction.

“Nelu.”
That was first time he called my name.

“You have to change the way you dress. Do not wear sari. And I am happy that everyone appreciates
me selecting a very beautiful and luscious secretary. So I hope you will change accordingly so you can
show off your figure,” his voice was a command rather than a request.

His suggestion made me happy because I thought that he was a conventional type. However I realized
that he liked to have a modern, sexy, fashionable secretary not only to work efficiently but to ease the
pressure of business too as well as pleasing clients who came to his office.

There was a separate cubical with attached wash room for me. In addition, I had to work on the
computer desk which was in front of the director’s table facing him. Actually, I was really happy about
the working environment of this luxury office.

During the first and second week, I paid a lot of attention to my job duties. My boss appreciated me for
learning my job duties very quickly. One day he asked me to work on his computer because it was easy
to dictate letters. Hence, I would come to his desk during the afternoon while he was available for the
office matters.

One evening he came to my desk and just looked at the screen of my computer to see what I was
typing.

“I think that pink is suitable for you.”

I smiled with him as a reaction to his suggestion. But I got confused because I dressed up with a blue
color tight mini skirt and a white blouse with long sleeves. I guess he was color blind. After tea, I went to
the washroom to refresh. Then I rolled up my skirt and pulled down my panties to pee. Immediately, I
just remembered what my boss had mentioned...I had worn pink color panties! Definitely he had seen
that I was wearing pink panties! Feeling a moment of shyness and embarrassment,  I managed to
behave without any change in front of him.

I became concerned about how I would position my legs while I  worked in front of him. The very next
day, he had noticed that I paid extra attention to keep my legs together not to expose things to his eye
sight.

That evening, he came to my desk with a very steady tone of voice saying, “Nelu, listen carefully, I
selected you during the interview and later gave you instruction before signing the contract because
you are not only a secretary.  That is why I told you about an office partner scenario. Your smile,
intelligence, beauty and sexy look are valuable resources to this office. As you know, it is not an easy
thing to control a big office like this. Most of the time, I am under pressure with my business matters. So
I expect you to keep my stress at a minimum throughout  the day. I don’t mean to keep you as casual
partner. If I want that kind of life, I can go to richest night clubs in the town and pay high charging
whores. Think Nelu, you can please me and if you are not ready, it would be best that you leave.”

He ended the conversation with a stern tone and left me feeling like I had a lot of weight to bare on my
shoulders. I was puzzled.

When I was in bed that night, I decided that I was determined to please him in the office by being as
sexy as he had desired. Therefore I had to pay extra attention to how I dressed. I knew he was busy
during the day and mostly out of the office in morning meetings. During the evenings he's able to relax
his mind. His thoughts I guess were to hired me to work in his office and to help him additionally with
relieving the stress from work throughout the day.

The next day, I dressed up in the shortest mini skirt that I could find and a beautiful low cut blouse. That
evening, I went to my  desk which was in front of his. I did my work as normal but thinking about my new
task. Eventually, I opened my thighs occasionally  to get his attention. I caught his eyes on one
occasion gazing at my crouch area. I was feelings excited by my exhibitionist behavior and I loved it.
Naturally, most women like to get attraction from the opposite sex by exhibiting their body parts such as
boobs, buttocks, thighs and legs etc. But I had to do this purposely because it has become a duty of my
job.

My boss came to my desk and said, “Now, I've confirmed that you won’t get terminated and I appreciate
you wearing white. It looks very good on you,” he said as he walked away, I could see a smile on his
face. And that confirmed that I had succeeded in my efforts and was thankful he did not see that my
panties were wet. I did not understand how I could become so wet just from one incident.

On another occasion during the evening, I wanted to meet him to get his signature for paperwork. With
an intention of pleasing him, I unfastened two top buttons of my blouse and opened the collar to expose
my breast. It was really provocative. My boobs looked like they were about to jump out because of my
low cut neck bra that I worn with the strap fixed close to my armpits. As I leaned over his desk, he could
got a clear view of my boobs and the cleavage of these twin chunks. He smiled and said good girl. After
signing the documents he poked the pen between my boobs and said playfully, “your pen is lucky” . We
both laughed at his comment.

Sometimes I purposely would bend my body to find files in the filling cabinets and would project my
backside to him. The view of my round hip and widen fair thighs and high heel shoes turned him on
definitely. When I bent body over to reach into the filling cabinets my stretchy mini skirts sometimes
went up and exposed my panties. I could tell he was happy, because he would always used the word
“good girl” whenever he was pleased.

One day, after a busy schedule, he was seated in his seat while he gave his approval for payments.
After signing the documents, he looked direct into my eyes. “You know today is really a big day for me,
because I had to work really hard  to get the approval for the bank loan. So I really  hope that you will
help me relax.” I smiled and thought about how to please him. He really enjoyed women’s body
appearance and nudity.

I went into the wash room. As I stood in front of the mirror, I had an idea.  I removed my yellow  V neck
blouse exposing my maroon color bra. Not only that, I took off the dark brown knee length tight skirt
too.  My panties was the same color as my bra . T shape back and tiny triangle covered my pubic area
in front and had exposed almost all of my thighs and my round buttocks. I adjusted my slim shoulder
straps of the bra to keep my boobs perfect and rose up the tiny waist band of my panties to look sexy.
The reflection in the mirror was very luscious and sexy. Black high heels with straps brought additional
attention to my sexy appearance. I loosened my hair from the slide and let it fall around my shoulders. I
was really looking like a sex scandal in a play boy magazine.

I entered his office, fully aware that nobody could come into his office because of the remote for his
office door was fixed to his table. I walked across the room to my computer at my desk. I just stared at
him. His face had brightened with big smile. As usual I began to type and worked on office needs
wearing my very sexy attire. He came to my desk. “You are really pleasing me. Good girl. You are
beautiful like Venus.” That was the first time that he used so many words to appreciate me. But he
never touched me as we had an agreement for that. He looked with utmost pleasure at every movement
I made until he left the office.

A few days went on without anything significant happening. So I wanted to do something that he had
banned doing.  As I recall, I remember he told me on the very first day  that he didn’t like to see wearing
saris. Therefore, I selected a reddish Kashmir sari with an elegant border on it. It was fully back opened
thread crossing deep neck jacket. No need for a bra, the cups were fixed on to the jacket itself. I took a
long time to dress up in front of the mirror because I was afraid that he would scold me definitely.

I wrapped the sari around the hip just over the pubic area. Therefore, it exposed my body shape and
curves provocatively. And my belly button was even looking good enough for anybody to feel hot. That
evening, I appeared in front of him with a few files covering my bust. As I anticipated, his eyes were
widened and made little smile on his lips.

“Wow, you look great.”

“Thanks Sir”

I walked back to the computer table. I knew his eyes were admiring my lovely view and all of my features
from behind. I had noticed that as I was walking my  booty cheeks swung side to side with an instinctive
rhythm. Shortly after that, I heard his voice behind me.

“But you know you have violated one of my rules. So I will have to punish you.” I went back to his table
with some doubt  and fear. I placed the files on the table. At the same time the tail of the sari slipped off
my shoulder unveiling my bust area. I didn’t try to bring the tail back in place. I glanced at him timidly.
His eyes had sharpened and brightened with my lustful appearance.

“Why don’t you ask about the punishment?”

“Sorry Sir, I won't do it again.” I apologized to him.

He laughed, looking at my timid face.

TO BE CONTINUED...

© 2012 Rathna

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