Anjali spent Tuesday and Wednesday in a quiet, almost suspended calm. After the meeting with Mrs. Sharma, her mind kept returning to the controlled way the older woman had touched her, the different taste, the quiet authority. The knowledge that a full night outside the office was coming created a heavier tension than the usual daytime sessions.

On Thursday morning she went to the office as usual. Rajesh called her into his cabin early, bent her over the desk, and fucked her with deep, steady strokes until he filled her. When he finished, he spoke while still inside her.