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I am working in this office for about 4 months. My boss is a good person. And he is tall with a good body. But he shows me lot of respect and behaves very well with me. Dont know why but his good behavior really turns me on. I feel simply good if he is around and even if he is angry about something. I feel emotionally attached as he let’s me handle many things.

He isnt married and he is workaholic. He keeps to himself and hardly anybody knows much about him.

It was an Indian festival and all female staff decided to wear traditional dress. I draped a chiffon sari and dont know why felt like flaunting my curves. I was never like this but dont know what has happened to me recently.

I was at my office in sari and everything was just fine. Then my boss entered and I felt an excitement. Dont know why I felt like pulling down my sari little lower my waist so that my navel gets exposed. I always have a navel fetish and right then I felt like if only he touched my navel. He came near me, looked at me and said wow, looking pretty. This was enough to arouse me and I touched my belly while standing behind the desk.

Later that day we all had lunch together and lot of fun. Everybody went home early but I stayed back with my boss to finish a small work. It wasnt important but i was dying to be alone with him.

It took us about an hour to finish the work when he suggested to drop me home. I agreed and we were about to walk out of the office when suddenly i tripped and my boss immediately tried to stop me from falling. Maybe my wish was answered from above as when he tried to hold me his hand slipped around my belly and his finger went inside my deep navel. The moment was fantastic and I could see him sweating. He made me sit and asked if I am ok. I said yes I am. My home is bit far so he suggested if I would like to have some coffee at his home nearby. I agreed. On the way we remained quiet.

At his home he asked to feel comfortable and excused himself to get fresh. He was more talkative at his home as he showed me around. He asked if I will mind if he changes into more comfortable clothes. Of course I wouldn’t mind. In a little while he was there and to my surprise just in his home pants. I couldn’t help gazing at his wonderful body, his belly and the deep navel he has. Immediately I felt an urge to touch him there. He brought the coffee which was really good and sat beside me. We talked few things and tried not to look at his body. But then I noticed a red rash just half inch above his navel. I asked what happened there. He said he gets these rashes at times. I asked why doesnt he do anything for it. He replied casually there is nobody to tend to him and he doesnt care. Immediately I asked for the first aid box. He quietly brought it to me. I checked inside and saw an ointment for the rash. I asked why doesnt he apply. He replied he doesnt like doing it himself. I felt so much emotion towards him. Without saying anything I took the ointment and sat beside him and began applying on his rash. He relaxed and lay back. He felt good and touched my arm. I felt so much excitement to touch his soft belly. Gently I began caressing his chest and belly. He urged me to continue and not stop. I was so excited. My finger then travelled towards the deep beautiful hole he has. I circled around it and fingered it. He whispered that he has a navel fetish. I couldn’t believe my ears! For ages I wanted someone with the same desires I have. I didnt lose another minute. I passionately rubbed my face over his belly and chest as he moved my face towards his navel and pressed me hard against it. I swirled my tongue around it before finally plunging into the deep abyss. I took my tongue into the depth when he moaned and moved in pleasure. My lips sucked the whole navel hard and harder until it became dark red. He held me tightly against his chest and placed his palm over my belly. By this time I also wanted him to play with mine. I lay on his lap as he gently moved away my sari which was covering my breast and belly. He caressed and squeezed my breasts and belly. It was so beautiful that I lay vulnerable there. He pressed and massaged my whole belly and gave me a deep navel massage which I always craved for. I pulled his head towards my belly as he sucked different points on my belly. Finally he found his way into my navel and I begged him not to stop. My whole navel was inside his mouth and his tongue inside my navel. He sucked hard and it seemed my navel will be pulled out of my belly. I was ready to die in his arms that night…

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