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You received a letter from "Human Resources" stated that as of Monday, July 7, 2025 you are being placed on probation due to excessive absences from work (Undocumented Leave). The period will extend to January 6, 2026 and if you fail to meet the requirements of this office further actions may be taken against you. If you would like to discuss this matter please contact Ms. Indira Jindal.

That was the gist of the letter and you tried to get in contact with Ms. Jindal, throughout the week, but was not able to speak to her until Friday morning. She didn't want to seem dismissive of you, but asked you if you would not mind meeting with her that evening. You told her that would be fine and she asked if 7:00 PM would be okay?

You assumed the meeting would be held in her office at work, but she changed the meeting place to the lobby of the "Hilton Garden Inn" located in the Financial Center of Manhattan. You had never been to this hotel before, but it was a very classy place and for some strange reason you were getting the feeling that this could very well be your "last meal." It gave you that "Dead Man Walking" feeling.

When you arrived Ms. Jindal told you that she had a very busy week and suggested that you join her for dinner and that you could discuss you appeal afterwards. In the meantime, order whatever you like and enjoy yourself (she paid).

This treatment seemed very odd, and you were sure you were about to get your "walking papers," after dinner, but instead Ms. Jindal told you that your file is upstairs in her room at the hotel and if you would be so kind as to follow her to "temporary office" she would be willing to review your file and listen to your position regarding this matter.



Now, you realize that you're in a hotel room with the Director of Human Resources and you're worry about keeping your job, but at the same time you want to make a "move on her," and this feels like a "Twilight Zone" situation.

Stay cool, Stay cool, you keep telling yourself, but then she decides to get more comfortable, perhaps a little too comfortable.



After a quick review, Ms. Jindal told you that she could reduce your "Probationary period" to 3 months and if you take off any time during that period she can adjust it to reflect a "Documented Sick Day," but you will need to get in contact with her directly.

"How does that work for you?" Ms. Jindal asked

You just smiled and "nodded in agreement," to which Ms. Jindal said:

"Now, let's discuss what you can do for me."

 
You started dating Preeti back in late May of this year and you met her on your job purely by chance (She is an attorney for NYPD). After talking to her a bit you figured that you would take things slow because initially that is how she wanted it because she told you that she had to end her last relationships because the guy treated her like a "fetish."

As opposed to taking the time to get to know her he saw her as a "freaky brown girl" that was strictly placed on Earth to fulfill his desires, and according to her she never had any type of sex with him. In addition, to that she said that she noticed certain comments where made when she was around a few of his friends and family members that try to make her feel like she was the "help."

So, you didn't want to bring up pass trauma so you acted like a gentleman when you were with Preeti and the two dates that you did go on ended with a "hug and a kiss on the cheek."

The third date she promised to cook you a traditional Indian meal and invited you over to her apartment. So you got a bottle of wine and caught a cab over with no expectation whatsoever.

However, when you arrived at her place she opened the door and had on what appeared to be an NYPD uniform and after closing the front door, she quickly swung you around and threw you up against the wall and started to frisk you like you were under arrest (she whispered that she was role playing).

She searched you from top to bottom, but gave your groin area special attention as she began to fondle you over your clothing and eventually reached inside your pants and continue to go to work on you (you could feel your knees about to buckle and she stopped just before you climaxed).

All the while Preeti is cursing at you and asking you:
"When is the shipment coming in?"
"I know you have information and I'm going to force it out of you if I have to."

You didn't think she was going to stay "in character," but then she took it a step further and handcuffed you with your hands behind your back and forced you to your knees.

Then the sadistic side totally took over and...

 
November 17 said:
You started dating Preeti back in late May of this year and you met her on your job purely by chance (She is an attorney for NYPD). After talking to her a bit you figured that you would take things slow because initially that is how she wanted it because she told you that she had to end her last relationships because the guy treated her like a "fetish."

As opposed to taking the time to get to know her he saw her as a "freaky brown girl" that was strictly placed on Earth to fulfill his desires, and according to her she never had any type of sex with him. In addition, to that she said that she noticed certain comments where made when she was around a few of his friends and family members that try to make her feel like she was the "help."

So, you didn't want to bring up pass trauma so you acted like a gentleman when you were with Preeti and the two dates that you did go on ended with a "hug and a kiss on the cheek."

The third date she promised to cook you a traditional Indian meal and invited you over to her apartment. So you got a bottle of wine and caught a cab over with no expectation whatsoever.

However, when you arrived at her place she opened the door and had on what appeared to be an NYPD uniform and after closing the front door, she quickly swung you around and threw you up against the wall and started to frisk you like you were under arrest (she whispered that she was role playing).

She searched you from top to bottom, but gave your groin area special attention as she began to fondle you over your clothing and eventually reached inside your pants and continue to go to work on you (you could feel your knees about to buckle and she stopped just before you climaxed).

All the while Preeti is cursing at you and asking you:
"When is the shipment coming in?"
"I know you have information and I'm going to force it out of you if I have to."

You didn't think she was going to stay "in character," but then she took it a step further and handcuffed you with your hands behind your back and forced you to your knees.

Then the sadistic side totally took over and...

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I've seen eyes like these. She will burn all your belongings quick
 
You were working Overtime one Saturday morning and when it was time for lunch you had no idea what to eat and where to go (Checkers or McDonald's of course was an option), so you asked Candi (since she usually worked Saturdays) what was she doing for lunch?

In some ways she faced a similar dilemma because as much as she enjoyed Indian cuisine she wanted something different also. After a few minutes Candi asked you have you ever had "Vietnamese food?"

You told her that you didn't and neither had she, so you found a Vietnamese restaurant in the area and you made it a lunch date.

The food was pretty good and in some ways reminded you of Thai food, and it appeared that Candi liked the food also. You joked with Candi and told her you appreciated her taking you to this place (even though you paid), but you're not the type of guy that "puts out" on the first date.

She got a big laugh out of that and said "okay," but seriously she did enjoy your company and wouldn't mind "hanging out" with you outside of work and felt that you should exchange phone numbers (you did).

You remember going home that evening and just sitting back thinking about how the day went and how it was nice to spend some personal time with Candi and wanted to call her, but felt it was too early in the relationship and you didn't want to look "thirsty."

You chilled, but around 10:00 PM you got a text message from a private number saying:

"Had a great time and look forward to spending more time with you."


 
You knew that you were attracted to Indira from the first time you saw her while you stood patiently at the checkout line in "Keyfood." It didn't matter how many people were standing in front of you because that just gave you more time to steal a look at Indira while she worked the cash register.

A few times she would look up to see how long the line was and would catch you staring at her and you would quickly look away for fear it would might scare her away. However, when you finally were able to lay your items down on the conveyor belt, Indira greeted you with a big smile and a soft "hello."

This would go on for weeks, and eventually you started to have conversations with each other, albeit brief, but left you filled with promise.

One day maybe you would get up the nerve and invite her out for coffee, lunch, dinner something in hopes that it would end with breakfast.

Yeah, one day...

That brings us to last night or yesterday evening when a random meeting of a childhood friend's, 30 something year old son, Tariq saw you and was telling you about this club he was going to in the Village named "Madame X." He started to describe it but suggested that if you weren't doing anything you could accompany him there and just sit, talk and check out the girls in the club.

Since you didn't have any plans you went and it was quite an experience and totally different from the days when you used to go out and party, but one thing that is constant is that there are always attractive women "hanging out."

As you were sitting there a strange thing happened and out of nowhere someone placed their hands over your eyes and in a British accent said:
"Guess who?"

"Beyonce?" "Rihanna?" "Ariana Debose?"

"No, it's Indira, and do you know any of these women?"

That lead to a long conversion with Indira that somehow ended with breakfast.

 
Your niece, Tamara has a time share in Aruba and usually takes her annual vacation trip with a few family members down there for about a week. You have been invited on numerous occasions, but because your money situation was kind of tight you refrained from going, but this year you figured you might be able to "blow the dusk" off your "piggy bank," and take the trip.

When Saturday night arrived you weren't sure what your plans would be, but one of your nephews, Andre suggested that you go with him to one of the casinos on the island and you figured "Why not."

Now, there are a few things in life that you hate with a passion and beside the smell of a boiling pot of Chitlins cooking on the stove losing money would have to rank right up there also. Nevertheless, you figured you would start off a the slot machines and then move on to something else.

You wanted to try your hand at "Baccarat," but you refrained from doing that because you didn't know how to play in the first place so you went to the "Black jack table." To your surprise you were actually started winning and in spite of other people sitting at the table with you, you really didn't concentrate on nothing but the dealer and the cards until another player commented:

"You're pretty good at this."



You hadn't really noticed her before because you were so into the cards, but you took a few moments to introduce yourself and extended your hand and introduced yourself why stating:
"I don't believe I've had the pleasure"

To which, she stated, Sazie:
"And if you continue to play your cards right, you may just find the pleasure you seek."

You replied:
"Sharp mind, sharp tongue too, I see"

Sazie:
"Oh, it is and it can provide pleasure as well as pain depending on what you're into"

You paused trying to determine whether she might be a "Working girl" or just someone on vacation.

Sazie:
"What's wrong, cat got your tongue?"

You:
"No, I just like to take my time and choose my words carefully, For I truly value being a "cunning linguist"

Sazie just smiled and said:
"Check please"

You must have been in rare form because within an hour you ended up going back to her hotel room, actually it was a suite and...


You talked some more as she sipped from her glass of wine before she told you that maybe it was time for you to go?
(In your mind, you were thinking that this was too good to be true, but you couldn't show that you were upset and had to act like this didn't faze you)
Sazie:
"Yes, it's time for you to go, to another room...
 
The first time you were alone with Tarini you were both nervous and excited, but for reasons that you wouldn't expect, and mentally she took you places that brought back memories.

You were going to the 7th grade and that meant that you would change school and now attend Junior High school. This meant that now you would have to travel to school, be introduced to new teachers and of course new students, who would be coming from all over the city. It was an interesting time and one of the first things you notice was that some of the girls you went to school with have develop over the summer and a few of the new girls appeared to be more "womanly."

One such young lady was Rekka Singh.

Rekka had everything that embodied a teenage boy's dream with a beautiful Caramel complexion, long hair down her back, and deep soulful eyes, oh, and one more thing she was "busty."

Not just "busty" for a 7th grader, but she was "busty" for an adult woman in her early 20s, so basically she had a "fan club."

If that wasn't enough since it was still warm in September, our homeroom teacher decided it would be nice to go on a field trip (maybe it was a bit unconventional at the time since it was so early and school had just started, but we thought it was a nice gesture).

Ms. Dancy took us to John Jay Pool, which is only a few blocks from the school and while you were excited at the idea of seeing the girls in their bathing suits, you were also concerned that you didn't exactly have the body of "Charles Atlas" or "Joe Weider" (back in the day Marvel comic books used to have ads about how some muscle bound guy would come along and kick sand in the face of a skinny guy and then take his girlfriend. The skinny guy then started lifting weights and then came back and beat up the bully).

So, to avoid being embarrassed you lied and said that your stomach was bothering you and kept a towel draped over your chest and just watched the other kids swim (this allowed you to check out Rekka).

Now, of course Rekka had a nice body, but you notice something a little strange about her bathing suit bottom? It looked like Rekka had hair down there, but you weren't sure, so you called over your best friend Reggie and asked him to sit with you and observe Rekka when she comes out the water and adjust her bathing suit bottom and he confirmed what you thought you saw.

Yeah, it would have been great if you managed to date Rekka back then, but no such luck. But, she was the star of your "School boy crush" for the rest of the year.

That brings you back to Tarini, who brought back some good childhood memories when she began to strip in front of you and this time you don't have to hide behind a towel.

 
You decided to have a glass or 2 of Champagne at your DJ's office Christmas party last December and because you're not a drinker it made you bolder.

You were still very aware of your surroundings and somewhat "guarded" of your choice of words, but few that the alcohol would absorb the potential "No's" that you might receive for a invitation presented by you for a simply dance.

You remember DJ introducing you to quite a few of his female coworkers and then there was Zara Matharu, who worked with DJ in the Marketing Department.

Zara appeared to be a bit shy at first, but DJ told you that she was actually far from it and sometimes would say things that would make him blush. You took all this in and attempted to have a conversation with her, but it was difficult because the music was so loud, so you did the next best thing and asked her to dance.

She paused for a few seconds, and then said:
"I don't know are you sure you can keep up with me?"

You laughed and told her that you were about to ask her the same thing.

And so the seduction started...

You danced with Zara for about 2-3 records and then you both got drinks (this might have been your third). You told Zara that she moved very well and she returned the compliment and told you that she moves even better in a "horizontal position."

Now the Champagne was about to do the talking for you and boldly asked:
"Is that a challenge?"

Zara replied:
"Perhaps, but are you sure you can keep up with me?"

 

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