Misc. Erotica The unexpected path

[shaalu_re]

This was gold. She memorized the container numbers, port details, and route information. This early notice gave Ajay and Raghav’s team a massive advantage. Normally, she only received the final details on the morning of the shipment. Now they had time to prepare properly — whether it was DICK, ASS, or whatever other crude acronym the agencies were using. They could position people, set up surveillance, and plan the raid without rushing.

She closed everything exactly as she found it and stepped away from the desk just as Shankar returned nearly an hour later.
He walked in and saw Meera standing there, her pencil skirt still partially unzipped and lowered slightly on her hips, revealing the thin string of her thong and the upper curve of her ass.
She gave him a teasing, slightly pouty look.
“I waited for you without the skirt… where were you, sir?”
Shankar’s eyes darkened with lust as he took in her half-dressed state. He stepped closer, his hand brushing her bare waist.

“I was on an important call,” he replied, his fingers tracing the exposed skin of her lower back.
He leaned in, voice low and suggestive.
“We will definitely do this after the meeting with Raghav, you know. You won’t even get to wear anything then… we will take full pleasure.”
Meera raised an eyebrow, her heart racing but keeping her tone light.
“We?” she asked innocently.
Shankar corrected himself quickly.
“I mean… you and me.”
But Meera understood perfectly what he meant by “we.” Vikram. The Prince. The inner circle. They wanted to share her.

She kept her expression calm and slightly playful, hiding the disgust and fear twisting inside her.
Shankar smiled, satisfied with her reaction.
“Get ready for tomorrow. It’s going to be a big night.”
Meera nodded, her mind already racing with the new information she had stolen. Five days. That was their window.

Meera reached home, her mind still buzzing from the long, tense day. The moment the door was locked and they confirmed the flat was safe, she sat down with Ajay and Navya.
“There’s a meeting set with Raghav,” she told them.
Ajay nodded calmly. “I know. Raghav already informed me.”
Meera continued, “The next shipment is in five days.”
Ajay gave a small smile. “I know that too.”
Meera looked surprised. “How?”


“You forgot about the spyware I installed on Shankar’s laptop,” Ajay replied. “I’ve read teh message came to him.”
Meera felt a wave of relief, but also a pang of embarrassment. All the risk she had taken stealing information from the laptop had been unnecessary. She decided not to mention it — admitting she had taken such a dangerous chance could have jeopardized the entire mission.

She asked, “So what’s the plan?”
Ajay explained, “Raghav is a genius. He’ll improvise based on the situation. As of now, the plan is for him to act like he’s open to their offerings — like he’s leaning toward joining them. We only need to convince them for these five days. By then, DICK will finish everything.”
Meera raised an eyebrow.
“You know the acronyms?”
Ajay gave a tired but amused smile.
“Of course I know.”

Meera asked, half-jokingly, “Do you know what I’m being called?”
Ajay’s smile widened slightly.
“SLUT.”
Navya, who was sitting nearby, burst out laughing. She leaned in close to Meera and whispered in her ear, “It fits you.”
Meera playfully hit Navya’s arm, both of them laughing quietly. Ajay didn’t catch their whispered conversation, focused instead on the mission details.