Now from next day as I used to sit i use to start touching her legs
Voluntarily, she had started keeping her legs in front of mine.
In three or four days, my legs had started feeling her legs under the table while we all ate our tiffin.
Then, on the seventh day, she came to my cabin and stood besides me, bending over my shoulders and taking notes for the letters that were to be sent.
I knew and could feel that she was purposefulbody, albeitly standing so cIo me. that i could feel the touch of her body slightly but surely
Her big boobs, which were touching my cheeks, had made my brain stop thinking.
I don't know how or when, but I leaned down and lifted her saree up from below.
My hands going completely till her under pants Pulling it down till her feets
She gave me a look of shock and confusion.
Even I was in a surprised state. What had happened?
Just then the peon came in with the file I had asked for. She hesitatingly pushed her underwear inside my table on my feet, which was not visible to anyone. Thanks for the table.
After the peon had left she bent down to pick up her underpant on which I had kept my leg now tightly.
And before she could try any harder, she was called by the marketing team for some work.
She left the cabin, and I picked up her underwear and kept it in my pocket.