22-08-2026, 11:13 PM
Meera looked at her phone and noticed several missed calls from an unknown number. She called back immediately.
A male voice answered with a low, familiar laugh.
“You remember me, sweet heart? I am Sharma. I was the one who gave Raghav’s name.”
Meera remembered him instantly — the officer who had groped her under the table while revealing information about Raghav.
She replied cautiously, “I remember you, sir. Tell me.”
Sharma’s voice was laced with amusement.
“I got more information about Raghav and his team. It looks like Raghav brought one of his subordinates from the FRA department, I know his name. I want to have a meet. I won’t tell the name so easily, you know. Also tell Vikram to arrange 5Cr for the name. First a meet with you then money in my account”
Meera felt a surge of fear. This could be dangerous information — possibly about Ajay.
She asked Shyam to change direction.
“Drive the car to Sharma’s address.”
Shyam nodded and turned the vehicle. Meera’s heart pounded as they headed toward another risky encounter.
While in the car, Meera was deep in thought. Sharma wouldn’t have got the full detail. If he had, he would have known I am Ajay’s wife and he would have exposed us to Vikram. Or he wants to blackmail me. Either way, it is an extreme situation.
She didn’t want to drag Ajay into more problems. She reached the address Sharma had given her. She put on a seductive smile as she approached the door.
Sharma opened the door. Meera entered carefully, her heart beating fast. She was scared she might be walking into a trap.
They exchanged casual talk at first. As usual, Sharma was looking at her hungrily, his eyes roaming over her body.
Meera asked directly, “What information do you have?”
He smiled slyly.
“Not so easy, dear.”
He came closer, inhaling her scent, then sat on a chair facing her. He pointed his finger toward the hem of her frock and slowly lifted it upward.
Meera understood his intention. She lifted the hem a little, exposing her smooth thighs as his finger continued to rise.
Sharma’s eyes darkened with lust as he watched her obey.
Meera raised her dress a few inches below her panty area, stopping just short of revealing everything. She looked at Sharma with a teasing yet firm expression.
“You give me the information, then we will proceed.”
Sharma’s eyes were glued to her exposed thighs. He started speaking, his voice thick with lust.
“See, there is an officer from FRA based in the southern region who has been transferred here for this operation. But I am not able to find such transfer details. I was looking for more. I understand Ajay may be the name, but there is no transfer record for that.”
Meera felt a wave of relief. He only knew the name “Ajay” and nothing more. She kept her composure.
“See, name alone is not enough for me. You have to get me the full details — like full name, where he lives, etc. If you get more details, then only I can reward you.”
Saying this, she dropped the hem of her frock, covering her thighs again.
Sharma looked unhappy and tried to argue.
“I tried to call Vikram for money but was unable to reach him.”
But Meera remained stern.
“First, the name is not enough for us. Vikram sir is out of town, and I am your handler you need to update the details to me only”
Sharma sighed.
“I need another two days.”
Meera nodded.
“Okay, take your time.”
She thought to herself that she wanted him to reach out to her only. She added with a small smile, “Anyway, I want to appreciate your effort.”
Meera stood up, looking around the room to make sure they were alone. Then she slowly raised her frock again, giving Sharma a clear glimpse of her tiny panty.
She slid her thumbs inside the elastic of her panty and pulled it down slowly. The thin fabric slid down her thighs and fell to her feet. She bent down in a slow, deliberate motion to pick it up, giving him a deep, tantalizing view of her cleavage as her breasts hung forward.
She then pulled a chair directly opposite to him and sat down authoritatively, crossing her legs in a classic Basic Instinct pose. For a brief second, she gave him a quick flash of her smooth, bare pussy before crossing her legs properly.
Sharma’s eyes were wide, completely captivated.
Meera said in a firm, authoritative voice, “As I said before — the more valuable the information you bring, the more valuable the reward you will get. I hope you understand.”
She then stood up gracefully, walked out of the room without looking back, leaving Sharma sitting there, stunned and aroused.
Shyam was waiting for her at the car. Meera got in and told him calmly, “We are safe for the time being. We have to make sure Sharma connects to Vikram only through me. No direct contacts.”
Shyam nodded.
“I understood. I was at the window watching everything.”
Meera looked at him, surprised. “What?”
Shyam replied calmly, “It is my responsibility to make sure the SLUT is safe.”
Meera didn’t reply, but a small, complicated smile formed on her lips as they drove away.
“You might have seen me giving a reward to Sharma…"
He replied "You mean your panty"
He knows, " Is it only today you have peeped?” she asked him.
“I was doing my duty. It is not called peeping or voyeurism. It is a security protocol I was doing my duty. Not just now… I saw you today afternoon with Prince near the pool.”
Meera felt a wave of shyness wash over her, knowing Shyam had seen her fully naked.
Shyam continued, his eyes glancing at her through the rearview mirror.
She asked him so you finally got a chance to see me fully ?
A male voice answered with a low, familiar laugh.
“You remember me, sweet heart? I am Sharma. I was the one who gave Raghav’s name.”
Meera remembered him instantly — the officer who had groped her under the table while revealing information about Raghav.
She replied cautiously, “I remember you, sir. Tell me.”
Sharma’s voice was laced with amusement.
“I got more information about Raghav and his team. It looks like Raghav brought one of his subordinates from the FRA department, I know his name. I want to have a meet. I won’t tell the name so easily, you know. Also tell Vikram to arrange 5Cr for the name. First a meet with you then money in my account”
Meera felt a surge of fear. This could be dangerous information — possibly about Ajay.
She asked Shyam to change direction.
“Drive the car to Sharma’s address.”
Shyam nodded and turned the vehicle. Meera’s heart pounded as they headed toward another risky encounter.
While in the car, Meera was deep in thought. Sharma wouldn’t have got the full detail. If he had, he would have known I am Ajay’s wife and he would have exposed us to Vikram. Or he wants to blackmail me. Either way, it is an extreme situation.
She didn’t want to drag Ajay into more problems. She reached the address Sharma had given her. She put on a seductive smile as she approached the door.
Sharma opened the door. Meera entered carefully, her heart beating fast. She was scared she might be walking into a trap.
They exchanged casual talk at first. As usual, Sharma was looking at her hungrily, his eyes roaming over her body.
Meera asked directly, “What information do you have?”
He smiled slyly.
“Not so easy, dear.”
He came closer, inhaling her scent, then sat on a chair facing her. He pointed his finger toward the hem of her frock and slowly lifted it upward.
Meera understood his intention. She lifted the hem a little, exposing her smooth thighs as his finger continued to rise.
Sharma’s eyes darkened with lust as he watched her obey.
Meera raised her dress a few inches below her panty area, stopping just short of revealing everything. She looked at Sharma with a teasing yet firm expression.
“You give me the information, then we will proceed.”
Sharma’s eyes were glued to her exposed thighs. He started speaking, his voice thick with lust.
“See, there is an officer from FRA based in the southern region who has been transferred here for this operation. But I am not able to find such transfer details. I was looking for more. I understand Ajay may be the name, but there is no transfer record for that.”
Meera felt a wave of relief. He only knew the name “Ajay” and nothing more. She kept her composure.
“See, name alone is not enough for me. You have to get me the full details — like full name, where he lives, etc. If you get more details, then only I can reward you.”
Saying this, she dropped the hem of her frock, covering her thighs again.
Sharma looked unhappy and tried to argue.
“I tried to call Vikram for money but was unable to reach him.”
But Meera remained stern.
“First, the name is not enough for us. Vikram sir is out of town, and I am your handler you need to update the details to me only”
Sharma sighed.
“I need another two days.”
Meera nodded.
“Okay, take your time.”
She thought to herself that she wanted him to reach out to her only. She added with a small smile, “Anyway, I want to appreciate your effort.”
Meera stood up, looking around the room to make sure they were alone. Then she slowly raised her frock again, giving Sharma a clear glimpse of her tiny panty.
She slid her thumbs inside the elastic of her panty and pulled it down slowly. The thin fabric slid down her thighs and fell to her feet. She bent down in a slow, deliberate motion to pick it up, giving him a deep, tantalizing view of her cleavage as her breasts hung forward.
She then pulled a chair directly opposite to him and sat down authoritatively, crossing her legs in a classic Basic Instinct pose. For a brief second, she gave him a quick flash of her smooth, bare pussy before crossing her legs properly.
Sharma’s eyes were wide, completely captivated.
Meera said in a firm, authoritative voice, “As I said before — the more valuable the information you bring, the more valuable the reward you will get. I hope you understand.”
She then stood up gracefully, walked out of the room without looking back, leaving Sharma sitting there, stunned and aroused.
Shyam was waiting for her at the car. Meera got in and told him calmly, “We are safe for the time being. We have to make sure Sharma connects to Vikram only through me. No direct contacts.”
Shyam nodded.
“I understood. I was at the window watching everything.”
Meera looked at him, surprised. “What?”
Shyam replied calmly, “It is my responsibility to make sure the SLUT is safe.”
Meera didn’t reply, but a small, complicated smile formed on her lips as they drove away.
“You might have seen me giving a reward to Sharma…"
He replied "You mean your panty"
He knows, " Is it only today you have peeped?” she asked him.
“I was doing my duty. It is not called peeping or voyeurism. It is a security protocol I was doing my duty. Not just now… I saw you today afternoon with Prince near the pool.”
Meera felt a wave of shyness wash over her, knowing Shyam had seen her fully naked.
Shyam continued, his eyes glancing at her through the rearview mirror.
She asked him so you finally got a chance to see me fully ?
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