Sister helps out with my promotion

I hadn’t seen my sister Pooja for about four years and was quite shocked to see how much she had changed; not only in her appearance but also in the way she talked and acted. Pooja is three years younger than me that makes her 26 now, she stopped
living with mother and father about six years ago.She wanted to become a journalist and travelled around for a couple of years. When she returned home she got mixed up with some very unsavoury characters and eventually took off again with this guy, a real low life who was into everything…drugs, booze, you name it, he was into it.

Pooja when young was a very sweet, beautiful girl, looking at her sat opposite me I realised she still was beautiful only now the look of innocence was gone and was replaced by one of streetwise hardness. Her hair was cropped short, she was wearing a sleeveless Salwar Kameez.My name is Rahul;I’m 29, single and doing alright for myself. I have a great job, a nice apartment and car. I worked for an advertising agency. Pooja had phoned me, she said she wanted to talk and well…this is where my story starts.

Pooja took the drink I offered her and sat on the couch, we made small talk for a while, I asked her what she had been up to. She told me the guy she had been in love with had been arrested for supplying drugs and was serving a prison sentence, apparently when they were together he paid for everything, she never had to work.Then when he was not around money dried up and eventually she got evicted from her apartment because she had not paid the rent. She got a job in a company as a secretary.”I’ve been staying with friends since then” she said.”Have you seen mother or father since you’ve been back?” I asked, “No, not yet…I will though, soon.

Rahul, the reason I wanted to see you is, well…could you let me stay here for a while? I need to get some things sorted out .I’ve been thinking a lot recently and I guess I’ve screwed up my life big time. I think it would be best if I could start over, get a good job, meet new people…decent people! I’ve saved up some money, I’m owed some, they have promised to let me have it within the next couple of weeks so I wouldn’t be here long, two, three weeks tops…”

Of course I agreed, it would be nice having Pooja staying. She called a taxi and went to fetch her things and was back a couple of hours later. That night we stayed up late talking, and she confessed that she had been her boss’ “special” secretary.”You mean to tell me you actually went with an old guy for money?” I asked her. “Look Rahul, I’ve done many things I am not proud of but truthfully, it wasn’t that bad, I had to get money…it was as simple as that.” She went on to tell me that in the past six months she had put away a lot of money

“You’d be surprised at how many rich old men are out there just itching to part with money for the company of a girl” she laughed.

Pooja had my room, I slept on the couch, I didn’t sleep very much though, I kept thinking of Pooja selling herself, the more I thought the more it excited me, I actually got myself off that night with the thought of my sister firmly in my mind. Pooja thought nothing of
walking around my apartment in her skimpy clothes; she would take a bath and sit around with a towel wrapped around her and one night she actually gave me a hard on by casually strolling from her room to the bathroom wearing just her bra and panties. She joined me later while I was watching TV, now she had on a short robe over her underwear but did not bother to tie it, she sat with me on the couch, the robe gaped open again revealing her bra covered breasts, I couldn’t help myself staring at them, the darkness of her nipples showed through the thin, gauzy material and again I felt my dick start to harden. I felt myself blush when upon looking up our eyes met and Pooja smiled, she knew what I had been doing but made nothing of it, she made no move to cover herself, just sat back and watched the TV.God! What was happening to me,why was I acting this way over my sister!

Next day at work Khanna, my boss invited me to a party he was giving the following Saturday evening, this was a first for me, I knew then that in order to get on in his firm getting invited to one of his parties and making a good impression would be a step up the ladder so to speak. I knew that he sometimes invited people who were in line for promotion to check them out, socially. Another thing I heard was that Khanna and his wife were ‘swingers’, a guy I know at work told me that he had been invited to one of Khanna’s parties once.

He said that Khanna had openly come on to his girlfriend, apparently Khanna had took her to one side and told her of his and his wife’s ‘open’ marriage, he said his girlfriend told Khanna to ‘fuck off’ after Khanna had tried to ‘feel her up’. While he was there he told me he saw plenty of couples separate and disappear with different partners, “Khanna’s wife Gita had plenty of guy’s to choose from that night I can tell you, they were all over her” he went on, “Khanna knew what she was doing but he was busy chatting up any woman he though he stood half a chance with” He told me that he was sure he did not get the promotion he was expecting down to the fact that his girlfriend didn’t play up to Khanna’s advances. If he was telling the truth or trying to make fun I didn’t know.When I got home and told Pooja about my invite to my boss’s party and that I was going alone.Pooja wanted to come with me.I refused for obvious reasons.I went on to tell her about what I had heard about Khanna’s parties. “So you see Pooja, if this is an opportunity to get promotion, well…how would it look if I introduced you as my sister, what would that make me look like, a guy who
had to rely on his sister to accompany him to his boss’s party, and another thing, if Khanna is a bit of a dirty old man who gets his kicks by chatting up and trying to get off with young women, well…do you honestly think I could sit back and watch that, watch him mauling and slobbering over you.