Misc. Erotica The unexpected path

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Over the next few days, the office atmosphere became noticeably charged. The ANAAVARAN project was moving forward in full swing, and everyone could feel the silent power struggle between Shankar and Ajmal.
Ajmal, who had always controlled most operations, was now being deliberately kept out of the loop on the new lingerie brand. This frustrated him deeply. He began to see Meera as the easiest way to get information.
He started finding excuses to interact with her. One morning, he walked into her cabin with a file.
“Meera, can you check these numbers for me?” he asked, leaning over her desk a little too closely. His eyes openly drifted to her boobs, lingering on the soft swell of her boobs under her dress through the gap around her neck.
Meera felt uncomfortable but remained polite. She quickly reviewed the file and gave her feedback. Ajmal was impressed.
“You are a very quick learner,” he said, smiling. “I think you would be much more useful in my team than being a PA. Why don’t you speak to Shankar about shifting?”
Meera smiled nervously. “Thank you, sir. But I am comfortable where I am.”
Ajmal didn’t give up easily. Over the next few days, he kept calling her for small tasks, complimenting her work excessively, and even offering her coffee. His stares at her boobs and ass became more obvious. Meera always remained professional, giving short answers and finding ways to excuse herself quickly.
Shankar noticed everything.
He appreciated how intelligently Meera avoided Ajmal’s traps without creating any drama. One afternoon, after Ajmal had left her cabin, Shankar called her in.
“Meera, I saw how you handled Ajmal,” he said with a small smile. “You are smart. You know when to speak and when to stay silent. I like that.”
Meera felt a strange sense of pride mixed with nervousness.
A few days later, Shankar accidentally left his key to his shelf at desk. Shankar was on a conference call with Ajmal and Vikram and he lets out he forgot the key at desk. Ajmal realising this is the best time decided to walk in to Shankar's cabin. Meera being vigilant she also walked inside with Ajmal and she found the key which had fallen on the floor. She picked that up quickly put inside her bra. Ajmal who always used to stare at her boobs missed this important information and he didn't get the key. In few minutes Shankar reached office he saw Ajmal walking out the room he checked his secret cctv to realise how Meera has hided the key inside her bra. He asked her for key. She turned the other way and got the key from her bra and handed it over. He felt key was like hot iron. He asked he you have a pocket inside you dress, she said no sir I just improvised. Shankar said lucky key . What sir ?? Shankar said Lucky that I got my key back.

Shankar was happy with her loyalty.
“Meera, from today you are my trusted aide on this project,” he told her privately. “You will report only to me. No one else — especially not Ajmal. Understood?”
Meera nodded, feeling both honored and slightly scared by the responsibility.
Later that week, Mrs. Rekha returned with the revised bra designs. Shankar called Meera into the room for her opinions, Ajmal was not liking how Meera is becoming number 2 in company slowly.
Rekha laid out several new samples. 
Meera felt a strange sense of importance. For the first time, she realized Shankar truly valued her opinion — not just her looks. Rekha asked any further suggestions Shankar said what about adding a pocket for bra. Rekha asked what ?? Shankar replied may be to keep keys or coins such things. Rekha said who keeps keys and coins in bra. Shankar replied "you really dont know the real purposes". Meera understood what he is referring to.


Meanwhile, Ajay had been working quietly on his secret mission. He had travelled to a contact in another city and obtained advanced spyware tools — programs that could hack into laptops, phones, and office networks without leaving obvious traces. He installed monitoring tool on his own laptop and kept the rest hidden, waiting for the right moment to use them as he knows he may get a window od opportunity.

The next day at the office, tension was already in the air. Ajmal already got a sense that Shankar is on a mission to establish as a right hand to Vikram. Since he being the brother Vikram is gonna trust him and Ajmal will be out. All the powers he enjoys will be gone. He somehow wanted to get into this new project so that if it fails he can say if Ajmal was involved earlier he could have saved and incase if it goes success it is because of Ajmal. He was ready with plan.

During the morning conference meeting, Ajmal announced confidently, “I will support Shankar during the upcoming investor presentation for the ANAAVARAN brand.”
Shankar, who was sitting at the head of the table, immediately shook his head.
“No. I don’t need your assistance on this, you have better things to take care of. I can work with Meera to be my support person for the entire presentation.”.
The room went silent.
Ajmal’s face turned red with anger. He had expected Shankar to agree without question. He slammed his hand on the table.
“What nonsense is this?” Ajmal shouted. “You are good for nothing, Shankar! You are sitting in that chair only because of your brother Vikram. I give more value to him than to you. Without him, you are zero!”
Shankar stayed calm, but his eyes were cold.
Ajmal then turned his fury towards Meera, who was sitting quietly taking notes.
“And you!” he screamed, pointing at her. “You bitch has no place here! You know nothing about product marking or operations. What value are you adding to this innerwear brand?. Your only quality is that you wear a bra on those big saggy boobs of yours. Maybe you can come to the conference and show everyone how the bra fits on your boobs! Is that why Shankar is promoting you?”
The entire room froze. Meera’s face went pale.
Ajmal continued viciously, not caring who was listening.
“What else do you offer him inside the cabin every day, huh? Do you open your blouse for him? Do you let him play with those hanging tits so that he makes you second in command? You think we don’t know? You are just a cheap slut who spread her legs to climb up!”
Meera sat there stunned, tears welling up in her eyes. Her hands trembled on the notepad. She felt completely humiliated in front of the entire team.
Navya looked shocked and angry but stayed silent, knowing better than to challenge Ajmal.
Shankar finally stood up, his voice firm but controlled.
“That’s enough, Ajmal. Meera will assist me in the presentation. End of discussion.”
Ajmal glared at both of them, then stormed out of the conference room, slamming the door behind him.
Meera sat there frozen, fighting back tears. The words “cheap slut”, “spread her legs”, and “hanging tits” kept ringing in her ears. She felt dirty and small.
Shankar looked at her gently.
“Meera, ignore him. He is just jealous. You are doing good work. Go take a break if you need.If we make this project successful then there is no turning back. I will run the whole place, I will not forget your helps you will be rewarded with bonuses for sure or whatever you need. Just ignore that prick for a couple of weeks more.”
Meera nodded weakly and excused herself. She went to the washroom, locked herself in a cubicle, and let the tears fall silently.