Adultery Indian Social Worker and the Bully by shiprat
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Sure enough, the door opened, and she walked out with her purse. I walked towards her.

"Oh hi Shikha, were you coming to see me? I'm going for lunch."

"Yes, Mrs. Khanna. I need to print out some reports for the Walters Foundation grant, and my computer is just updating Windows."

"I see. Why don't you use one of the secretary's computers?"

"I need senior level access for those files which the secretary's computers don't have. Do you mind pulling them up for me real quick?"

She looked at her watch and grimaced.

"I really need to eat something, Shikha."

"Oh I am so sorry, I didn't realize...."

"No no, it's fine. Listen." she looked around to make sure we were alone and whispered. "Just log in to my computer and print the reports. My password is newdelhi666, all lowercase."

"Are you sure, Mrs. Khanna? I don't want to invade your privacy."

"Nah, I trust you, Shikha." she smiled. And that stung my conscience a little. "Anyway, I need to go. Help yourself."

I waited until she left and then went into her office. Logged in using her password. And then opened her email client, knowing that she was one person who would have access to the information about Parvati's relocation. And she would certainly have had to exchange that information over email with the security officer and the relocation team. A few quick searches and I had what I needed. I wrote the information on the inside of my left hand, quickly deleted all search logs, closed the windows, and left the office.

Back in my office, I stared at the address for a long time. I was the one who had convinced Parvati to leave Lallan. And now I had to be the one sending him back to her. How could I live with myself after that? No, I couldn't do this. I had to go to the cops, to my bosses, tell them everything.

But then I remembered Anup in sunny San Francisco. The acceptance email from Stanford. And the dozens of naked pics and videos of mine on whatsapp. Did I have a choice?

I sat and just stewed over this dilemma for a long time.

"You really cut it close, cunt." Lallan answered the phone without as much as a hello. "It is 2:56 pm. Just a few more minutes and I would have forwarded it to everyone I know."

"Well, yeah, whatever."

"Okay, so tell me."

"She is in Jaipur."

"Jaipur? I thought you said Surat."

"They changed plans at the last minute." I lied. "She is in Jaipur."

"Okay.....address?"

I was silent for a few seconds.

"Speak up, bitch!"

"Lallan, I need your absolute solemn promise and assurance that you are not going to be violent or abusive to her." I said. "Don't do that, please."

"I already told you, I'm changed." he said sounding sincere.

"Well, stick to that change please."

"Shut the fuck up and tell me what I asked you, bitch."

I sighed.

"Fine. Write it down."

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A couple of hours later, Mrs. Khanna came bustling into my office.

"Shikha....I am so confused." she said agitated. "You're resigning with immediate effect? Why???"

"Sorry, Mrs. Khanna. I know it's not fair of me. But there is just so much to do and take care of before moving to America."

"I know. We are preparing for you to leave. But with immediate effect?"

What could I say to her? That I cannot, in good conscience, continue doing my job after betraying one of its key tenets of confidentiality? That I lied and got access to her records to save myself?
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