Working for a multinational company, my new role as the training manager allows me to travel abroad quite frequently. This is a great job and particularly at my age, 26, is considered a very remarkable achievement. I have been in this company for about a year now. From the time i joined about a year ago, up till today, i conduct several training sessions within the company and and abroad and almost every day i have a female student (colleague of course) approach me in private after class for "extra lessons". I have always turned down all such advances because i consider myself a very honest and loyal husband and father.
Within two months of being in my position, i travelled abroad to Berlin. It was winter then. I was travelling with seven other colleagues, and my boss. Anyway, we were to have a connecting flight in Amsterdam, but due to some confusion with our bookings, only she and i and one other colleague made the connecting flight. The rest were left at the airport to catch the next flight which would be 16 hours later.
My boss, Mrs. Annakovich Butt, is a 48 years old Russian married into a very wealthy British family. She has a body to die for. With beautiful curvy hips, her ass is a sight to behold when she walks in front of you. She has this heavy Russian accent and a husky voice that sends chills down the back of my neck when she talks. My boss is a tough, no-nonsense, and very highly professional woman. Never has time for anyone in the office. Always wears see-through dresses, and never bothered about what anyone thinks. One day she walked into the office and the wind lifted off her dress, revealing her red knickers. Not bothered one bit. Annakovich is a tough woman. I imagine she's so tough that her husband only has sex with her on her own terms. She's the boss, you know. Incidentally i never had any fantasies of her before. In fact, i actually feared her.
We arrived in Berlin about 8pm, and checked into our rooms. I was on the 4th floor and she was on the second floor and my other colleague on the third floor. Annakovich requested that we meet at the dinner downstairs in exactly 30 minutes so that we may have dinner together as a team then plan the day ahead. I had to freshen up very fast and make it as had been instructed. I feared this woman, and always obeyed her no matter what.
Soon as i got to my room, my intercom rung, and i wondered who it would be. I answered hesitantly. I heard her voice and froze. What was it this time?? With Her heavy Russian accent, she called me something like "fhredhriick" (Fredrick) Oooh! She asked me to pass by her room and pick her up so that we may go to the dinner together. I didn't think that was necessary, but she's the boss, remember! 25 minutes later, i took the stairs down to her second floor room. I rung her door bell, and heard her shout from inside that the door was open. She shouted so much, i thought i had upset her just by ringing the door bell. Anyway, i gently pushed the door open and walked in. She wasn't there. Her clothes were strewn all over the bed. I particularly noticed her bra and knickers on the bed, then i realised she was in the bathroom.
I remained standing. With this woman, you just don't want to take any liberties. "I won't be long Fhrredh" (Fred). When did she start calling me Fred? i wondered! My head racing back and forth and wondering why she had to put me through this. About 2 minute later, she walked into the room, a towel wrapped around her. The towel barely covered her ass, and exposed too much breast for my comfort. "I'll be done before you know it Fred" . "Should i excuse you" i asked. "No, no! Perfectly ok, I'll just get my clothes and go into the bathroom to change".
Then it happened...
She turned her back to me, and reached out to the wardrobe to get her clothes, and right there, her towel fell. She hurriedly tried to pick it up but fumbled and once again if fell. I couldn't believe what i was seeing. I was embarrasses beyond measure. Then i noticed she wasn't. Standing right in front of me, stuck naked was my boss, the boss! I started to walk out, and she held me back.