Savita Bhabhi: Episode 85: Back To Work
boss, colleague, hotel room

Savita bhabhi woke up early that day and hit the shower immediately. “Gosh I haven’t been to the office in six weeks”, she exclaimed taking the razor and lather from the stand. Her naked body was glistening with water droplets which made her look irresistible to anyone. She finished shaving her legs which looked smoother than before. Her pussy was behind the dense black forest that had grown heavily in the past couple of days. She lathered it up and the white of the lather made it look like vanilla icing. Not that it can be eaten but the thing behind it can be eaten as much as one likes since the flavor is unique and scrumptious. “I wonder if anyone has missed me”, she thought of shaving her pubes. “Certainly no one can miss this sexy piece of art.” She shaved everything between her legs just the way she liked it – smooth and bald. Savita finished her shower with the thought, “What if they had fired me?” She washed her boobs as she subconsciously played with the erect nipples and the areolas as large as a ten rupee coin. But finally, she thought, “They won’t dare to fire me.” She walked the hallway of the office in a sense of doubt. The office hadn’t changed a bit but none of the workers seems to recognize her. She wore her usual office dress, a western blouse accenting her cleavage, a Kashmiri sweater which wrapped to her skin tight and a short skirt which barely covered her ass as she walked. She wore neither a stocking nor a pantyhose which revealed her pink pantie as she walked. “Do these people even remember me?”, she thought. Her swaying curvy ass too didn’t grab anyone’s attention as all of them were buried in work. A man in a deep thought was sitting in Savita’s cubicle. She was confused: “Uh..Hello!” “Yes, Can I help you?”, the man turned around with a smile. But before Savita could answer, he said: “Oh, you must be the temporary secretary.” He grabbed a file carelessly and shoved it to her face. “Get this photocopied and triplicate.” Savita was furious. She stood there with her hands folded in a commanding stature. “I am not your secretary”, she said crossly. “Are you new here?” That’s when the guy introduced himself as Farhan Malik, a new guy on that floor who was promoted from the basement. He tried to lighten up the mood by comparing Basement to Dungeon but Savita was not in a light mode. “I am a replacement for some Slack named Savita whom I have not even seen in the office ever”, he added. “I am Savita”, she said. Her eyes were exhibiting the world-shattering rage. “And this is my cubicle.” The man stood in shock for a minute and after that he said it was Bade Saheb who asked him to take that cubicle but she can work in the next one. He showed the next one which was old and dull which enraged Savita bhabhi much more. She just walked towards Bade Saheb’s cabin. “I am a senior here and I deserve some respect”, she told herself as she knocked the corner office. Bade Saheb and his brother Vedant were busy watching Porn when Savita entered. She told them that Farhan has occupied her cubicle but they didn’t let her have it. But Bade Saheb sent her out saying: “Work in a team with Farhan and do the best with what you have been offered or else I might demote you to the Dungeons!” Savita’s mood was shaken up. She tried to settle in the other cabin which wasn’t posh enough for her. “Damn! I can’t work without Instagram.” Savita complained as the internet connection there was pathetic. She got down on the floor and was checking the connections at the CPU and the modem. She was struggling to figure out what’s wrong. Savita was still checking it out when Farhan walked from behind. He was welcomed by the view of her pussy mound but it was covered in pink cotton panties but the creases of her labia and the entrance of her pussy were clearly highlighted. He was breathless for a minute and continued: “Hey, Savita if you would keep it hush hush.” His eyes were drawn to the pussy which was just a couple of feet away and he was finding it difficult to find words. “The thing is I have developed an App and I would like to show its design to you first.” Savita snapped with the frustration of not finding the problem with the Internet. “Not now Farahan, Leave me for some time.” He turned behind embarrassed that she didn’t even hear it but later gained the confidence to go directly to Bade Saheb. He went to the Bade Saheb but even he snapped at him and commanded him to work with Savita. Back at his cubicle, Savita was chatting with a nude guy in a chat room on her computer. Seeing Farhan, she asks to join her but he was not in a mood to watch. “If only everyone gets paid to watch porn”, he thought as he sat in his cubicle in exhaustion. Savita came to her senses and knew if she could play along with Farhan, well she would get her old cubicle back. She walked over to the cubicle and started teasing him. She sat on him asking about his app and she could feel his penis getting erect. But suddenly, Bade Saheb appeared. “Farhan, Savita”, he said holding a couple of files. “I need this numbers re-crunched by tomorrow morning.” “But..”, Farhan took the files and looked at the vastness of them. “Ha yeah. You have to work late today.” “All these and just the two of us”, Farhan asked in a weary voice. “Not two. Only you”, Bade Saheb said. “Savita is needed with me for ah. a long working lunch meeting right now.” Savita beamed, “Yes sir” and walked out along with Bade Saheb. Farhan was furious as to why Savita, the lady who was on leave for the past six weeks is getting a lot of attention and getting less work. So he decided to follow them. He followed them to the restaurant and the lunch lasted only a couple of minutes and no one other than Savita and Bade Saheb joined them. To Farhan’s surprise, both of them visited a hotel next to it and took a room together. “I have to find a way to see them,” Farhan told to himself as both of them walked in the aisle hand in hand with light giggles of Savita. Farhan managed to get a spot right opposite the room’s elaborate window and he could hear faint voices. Savita was lying on the sofa and Baba saheb had removed his coat and tie. He was uncasing his briefcase. “Anything particular for this afternoon?”, Savita asked. “For your uninformed leave of absence, I’ll conduct another round of interview”, Bade saheb said. Savita was shocked and she became nervous. He gestured her to sit on the chair before him. “Let’s assess your skills”, Bade saheb calmly asked looking at a file. Sweat was pouring down her smooth face but suddenly something made her brightened up. With a mischievous grin, she replied: “People’s Skill.” “Ah, you are pretty. I can see that”, he said looking at her for a second. “I am so much more than a pretty face.” Savita shot right up and walked to Bade saheb and pulled him closer to her. “My skills work even when you can’t see me.” She reached for his tie and blinded him with it. She also tied his hands behind the chair. He was baffled but sat quietly waiting for something interesting to happen. She sat on his thighs with her boobs faced right to his mouth. He can’t see her but her aroma and her body heat were intoxicating and something stirred in his formal pants. She squeezed her legs tightly around him. He could feel her deep but calm breathing. “I have this unique skill to persuade fellow employees and..”, She said and pronounced ‘Bade saheb’ in his ears sensually as she reached for his shirt buttons. His cock was rock hard but he can’t let it out as his hands were tied. Will Savita free his cock out of the pants? Will she pass the ‘interview’? Watch this hot SB episode in comic here – Savita Bhabhi: Episode 85: Back To Work