(The following part is written in the point of view of Payal. This was the day when Prerna had arrived)
It was 5 PM and I had just completed my most important meeting. All the other staff were leaving one by one but I still had some work left. I was not feeling good at all to stay at office since my mother was here and I was unable to give her enough time. The only thing that relieved me was that at least Tina was with mom to give her company. I was typing on the computer very fast indeed and trying hard to finish my work.
Suddenly there was a sound on the door and I looked up to see Jyoti, the office sweeper entering my cabin. I was surprised to see her, she should have left quite earlier than now as no more cleaning or sweeping work was required now. Jyoti was wearing a faded saree and her long hair was let loose. She was about 45 years old and was not an attractive person by any means with a very average look and a very dark complexion. She lived alone in a slum nearby and little did I know about her family.
"What is it, Jyoti?" I enquired.
Jyoti was sweating, I could understand since even after entering my air conditioned room she raised her saree pallu to wipe her forehead. She came closer to my table and bent herself while supporting both hands on my table, looking directly into my eyes. She had never had such audacity before and I was very shocked as she came closer to me. I could smell her sweaty body odor, something that was unpleasant for me, and I was about to scold her away. But just then she spoke, "How did the meeting go, Payal?"
I was so angry that I almost choked on my words, "How dare you call me by my name? And what does a maid and sweeping lady like you has anything to do with business meetings?"
She smiled, and came further closer to me, so close that I could feel her hot breath falling on my face and I could smell in the air the stinky odor of tobacco in addition to her sweaty body odor. She said, almost in a whisper, "Payal, you know maids and sweepers like me are often ignored but thay see those things which are rarely seen by others. Just like I have seen you abiding by every instruction of Alka madam, the CEO, even though some of her instructions were not related to business but were of sexual nature."
I felt as if the ceiling of the office had broken and fallen on the top of my head. Nobody in the office knew that Alka madam was a lesbian and she knew that I was one too. For all my loans to be approved and also for my faster promotion she had kept asking me for sexual favours. I had put down her instructions earlier but gradually with growing expenses and also to support Tina's education I finally gave in and for the last two days I had been following her instructions to please her sexually. I am generally a very hygiene conscious person in matters of sex but these two days due to my helplessness I had licked Alka madam's pussy multiple times to make her come. I never did so with my lover Tina but now I had to do it with Alka madam just for the sake of my job position. I felt guilty but I had no choice. But never in my wildest dream did I think that Jyoti would see me in such a compromising position.
Jyoti had come and stood by the side of my chair now, I could feel the stinky odor of her sweat gradually filling up my senses. She bent down and whispered in my ear, "I don't want to blackmail you Payal, I am not such a person. Since I can remember I have always been into women. That is what made me remain unmarried. The upper and middle class society to which you belong might be gradually accepting the same sex relationship, but in our society it's still taboo and unacceptable. So, even if I liked someone I could never muster the courage to approach her. Since I have seen you I have always been in love with you Payal. Your beauty really captivates me, I always wanted to make love to you. Now that I know you are into women too I really want you. Make love with me Payal and I promise I won't cause you any trouble ever."
Jyoti kissed the side of my neck as she completed her small speech, and I was really shaken by the touch of her rough lips on my neck. I was dumbfounded till then listening to her words but the sudden kiss brought me to my senses. I pushed her away and said, "Behave yourself Jyoti, what are you doing? I can't accept what you want. It's not possible.'
-" Why? Is it because I am poor and unattractive? Is it because I am just a sweeper and you are an executive? Is it my fault that I am poor and ugly? Don't I deserve love as well?"
-"Of course you do Jyoti but not from me. Look for someone else please."
She once again came closer to me and this time directly sat on my lap, facing me. Before I could push her away she had caught both my hands in a tight grip and pinned them on the arms of the chair. I was no match in strength to her, the dusty hands of the sweeper maid kept me pinned. I could see Jyoti's dark and ugly face coming closer to my face and I moved my face away to avoid her kiss. She planted her lips on my cheek and started to kiss my cheeks, leaving her saliva traces with each kiss. As I moved my face again, she kissed on my earlobes and the side of the neck. I struggled to avoid her but she always found an exposed skin of my body for her slobbering kisses.
The sweaty body odor as well as the stinky smell of her work clothes that were surely unwashed was making me dizzy and I was unable to resist her or even shout. Jyoti was kissing and wetting my face with her saliva. I had kept my lips untouched by her till then but she had kissed my forehead, cheeks, nose, ears and chin several times already by then. The smell of her tobacco eating mouth saliva all over my face was also making me dizzy but I was absolutely powerless against the mature sweeper maid. Finally at one point she got hold of my lips and sucked my lips into her mouth. As she pushed her tongue in my mouth I almost gagged by the odor and feel of tobacco. She kissed my lips with slurping sounds and I was absolutely submitted to her then. No struggle on my part could resist Jyoti now.
But then she stopped kissing. All of a sudden she stopped, and as I opened my eyes I saw her looking into my eyes directly with her hot breath falling on my face. I could still smell her sweaty odor and my hands were still pinned by her, the only change that had occurred was that she stopped kissing me. A few pimples on her forehead and cheeks, a scar mark on her right cheek, her dark lips, coarse and untidy hair were all visible to me, now she was that close sitting on my lap. I was fully powerless and submitted by then, not even daring or trying to scream or escape her clutches. I was thinking Jyoti would go on taking advantage of me but just then she stopped kissing my lips.