Meena drives through the busy streets, the traffic was pretty heavy on the streets of Delhi even though its 10.00 p.m. her mind was still occupied with the events that happened in the evening. It was hard for her to believe what she just did; she actually let her boss fuck her. The car was moving slowly through the thick traffic, she looked at her reflection in the back view mirror and smiled feeling thrilled and liberated.
Luckily at home Ravi didn't ask anything about her being late. When Meena went to bed that night the entire evening's episode flashed before her eyes and she realised what fun she was missing. She never felt like this with her husband. Then she was worried about Mani having found out. Don't know how to face him in the morning. Little did she know that there were other people also having knowledge about this.
Meena was lying on the bed when Ravi tried to pull her towards him to have sex.
"Not tonight, please, I am too tired," she lied and continued to face opposite to him. Though she was getting horny remembering the sex with her boss yet Ravi's touch put her off.
She had a strange dream that night; that she was hanging naked from a cliff and her husband was laughing standing nearby, Mani was also standing on another side, both of them just staring at her not ready to help. She woke up perspiring and was not able to sleep for a long time.
Next day at the office Mani did not show anything out of ordinary and did not bring up last night's subject. She took a sigh of relief; she settled down in her cubical thinking about Pawar, what next? He was busy since the morning as he got the promotion and was now even more powerful. Meena met him once, with the other office staff, congratulating him. Her day passed thinking about him and she could not concentrate on anything. Late in the evening he was back into his office and called Meena.
"Hi looking sexy, sweetie," the moment door swing back he hugged her.
"Aouch... what are you doing, anybody can drop in."
"Don't worry I will bolt the door."
"No.. no don't so many people are in the office," she got alarmed.
"Then promise me you will come to me after everyone has left," he asked while kissing her neck.
"What for," she asked playfully knowing very well what the purpose is.
"Just got some office work to finish," he whispered squeezing her ass. She felt the familiar sensation building inside her. She was more than willing to spread her legs.
"Ok I will come, now let me go, anyone can come in, please," she slipped out of his arms.
Few weeks passed however the forbidden nature of relationship with Pawar made the sex always exiting. The sex life with her husband diminished to once a week. It felt like a chore to her. Ravi could feel that their marriage was falling apart. He sensed something fishy, yet his heart was not ready to believe nor does he have any solid grounds to suspect his wife of infidelity. Maybe the lack of interest in sex on her part is due to stress, he hoped.
It was Monday a normal routine day with one exception that Pawar was not in the office as he went to Mumbai to attend some conference. Meena finished her work early and decided to leave on time; however she was delayed due to last minute call from one of the co-worker who asked her to help him out with some urgent work. Finally as she packed her belongings and got ready to leave she saw Pramod the office guard standing in front of her. She never liked him; he was kind of arrogant and always leering at her.
"What," she looked questioningly towards him. He had a crooked grin on his face as he fixed his gaze at her hot breasts. He was standing beside her and was having a direct view of her deep cleavage. Meena realized it and stood up getting uncomfortable.
"What is it why you grinning," she was irritated even by his presence.
"Madam, I wanted to talk to you," the smile didn't leave his lips.
"I don't have time I am leaving," she grabbed her bag. She always tried to avoid him and wanted to get away from him. She looked around the office, it was almost deserted.
"Madam it is for your own good that you listen to me," this time he voice was harsh. Meena was a bit shocked at his tone. He forced his mobile phone in front of her eyes. It was a cheap China made one but the picture it was showing was perfectly clear. At first she got angry that he was trying to show her a porn pic but her heart sank as she recognized herself with Pawar.
"What... what is this," she stammered, while Pramod flipped on yet another picture showing her in gory details with Pawar. She felt weak as if her legs cannot support her and she slumped back on her seat.
"You look so fucking hot in the saree you wear... look at this... without clothes... simply awesome," he chuckled. Meena quickly turned off the mobile and looked around. No one was in earshot.
"Madam I wanted to talk to you about this... I have so many more pics," he spoke seriously. "I want you to come down to the guard's room in the basement," he collected his mobile and marched off quickly without giving any chance to Meena to respond.
After he left Meena sat there stunned not knowing what to do. She has tried to keep her affair secret and thought that no one knows about it, but now this has landed like a bomb on her. After a while she was able to think clearly. So this is to blackmail her, she thought, I can get out of it. He must be looking for money, I can buy it, she consoled herself. What if he is interested in her and wanted something else, the thought sent shiver down her spine. She felt strange thinking about it this way. Considering him this could be a possibility and he cannot be taken lightly.
She thought about it and dreaded the idea of going to the guard's room. Somehow she gathered some strength and with determination that she could handle the situation she walked towards the lift. She has never been to the basement so when the door of the lift opened in the basement she was a bit hesitant to step out as the area in front was poorly lit and totally deserted. She was contemplating what to do when suddenly Pramod appeared from nowhere.
"Come madam, I was waiting for you," he grabbed Meena's hand almost pulled her out. "Let me guide you to the room, I assume you have never came this side of the building." She pulled her hand from his grip. As the door of the lift closed behind her the light coming from the lift also vanished and the place looked even darker.
"Tell me what you want," she spoke.
"Let us go to the room, it is just few steps ahead," he placed his hand on her shoulder to guide her forward.
She cringed at his touch and pushed his hand away. She gathered some confidence and spoke loudly, "why you have clicked such pictures and what do you want, if its money I am ready to give you just give me that mobile."
"These pictures I have taken to send it to your husband and then to everyone in the bank," he was curt, "now you better come with me," he moved his hand onto her waist and pushed her forward.
"You must appreciate how much trouble I must have taken to get these pictures," he laughed, "do you realize how I must have felt seeing you fuck that son of a bitch... I always imagined you naked, but seeing you with that man was not what I wanted," he continued to blabber as they walked towards the room.
She did not like the way he spoke about her but was helpless, she cannot afford these pictures to get out to her husband or to anyone in the office.
"Tell me how much... I will pay you for your trouble," she spoke nervously.
"Do you think I took all this trouble for money," he laughed and pulled her towards him, "you are underestimating yourself."
No more bravado, Meena was clearly nervous. She apprehended this situation and felt that she can handle it but now she was not sure what to do. He pushed her into the room and closed the door. Meena almost screamed when she saw another of the building guard already inside the room. She had seen him many times in the building; he was Salim who was mostly found on the gate.
"What... why is he here?" she was clearly scared now.
"This is guards' room," Pramod smiled. His hand on her waist slipped to her ass.
"No...no...what are you doing," she pushed him off.
"Listen madam," Salim spoke coolly, "you have very little option, I have dreamt about this since you first time stepped into the bank."
"Listen, please," she pleaded trying to get out of the situation, "please I can't do this."
"I know what you can do, I am really pissed off because of you... you have fucked that son of a bitch... now as the people say, once a cake is cut no one misses a piece... Either you let me have your beautiful body or I swear I will circulate these pics to everyone know to you and will ensure that both of you are thrown out of the bank," Pramod threatened. He had a mean look on his face.
Meena was frightened; she didn't know what to do. She realised that she cannot buy them off. She glanced towards Salim who was staring at her lecherously and Pramod who was ready to pounce on her. As the situation dawns upon her she started to shiver. She felt ashamed as the two of them ogled at her.
"This is not correct you are blackmailing me," she pushed him back with determination.
