Adultery In the Shadow of Diplomacy: A Tale of Temptation

[Rocky Rakesh]

Excellent bro

[NityaSakti]

Hot updates. Waiting to read the next one.

[Chennai Veeran]

Wonderful one.

Qadir has brought the bitch out of Rashi and shown the pleasures that she had never experienced in her life. She is longing for more and cannot have like this with Qadir often. But, she has Ahmed at home where she can be in bed and make him work on her while Amit work busy in office.

[Vishal Ramana]

Super hot updates

[Vasanthan]

very nice

[rp7575]

Great Update Keep It Slow Poison

[untamable_rohini]

The Past


Rashi's past flashed before her eyes, her fingers tracing the intricate patterns of the bedspread. She had always been the most beautiful girl in college, her perfect figure and graceful demeanor drawing admiring glances wherever she went. Boys had always vied for her attention, but she had maintained her dignity and kept them at a distance.

In her final year of college, however, things changed. She met Arjun, a charming and intelligent boy who captured her heart with his wit and kindness. They quickly became inseparable, and for the first time, Rashi allowed herself to be vulnerable. Their relationship blossomed, and soon they were sharing not just their thoughts and dreams, but their bodies as well.

The year they spent together was a whirlwind of passion and discovery. Arjun had a way of making her feel alive, and the orgasms she experienced with him were the most intense and satisfying she had ever known. Each encounter was a blend of love and lust, leaving her breathless and yearning for more.

After college, Rashi had started working at an IT company. Life took on a more structured rhythm, and the passionate days with Arjun became a cherished memory. Her family arranged her marriage to Amit, a kind and responsible man who seemed like the perfect match. They shared a comfortable relationship, but it lacked the fiery intensity she had known with Arjun. With Amit, she experienced pleasure, but it was often her own effort that brought her to climax, stimulating her clit to reach the heights of ecstasy she craved.

The memory of her past desires and the recent encounter with Qadir left her conflicted. The orgasm Qadir had given her surpassed even those she had shared with Arjun, awakening a part of her she had long suppressed. She felt a deep sense of guilt, yet she couldn't deny the raw, primal pleasure she had felt.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, pulling Rashi from her reverie. She quickly composed herself as the door opened, revealing the lady servant with two plates of food. The servant entered, her footsteps soft against the plush carpet.

"Madam, I brought you some dinner," the servant said, placing the plates on a small table by the window. "I thought you and sir might be hungry."

Rashi managed a polite smile, though her mind was still tangled with conflicting emotions. "Thank you," she replied, her voice tinged with weariness.

The servant nodded and quietly left the room, closing the door behind her. Rashi looked at Amit, still sleeping soundly on the sofa, his peaceful expression a stark contrast to the turmoil inside her. She walked over to the table and sat down, mechanically picking up a fork and taking a bite of the meal. The flavors were rich and exquisite, but she barely tasted them, her mind too preoccupied with her thoughts.

She glanced at Amit again, her heart aching with guilt. She had always prided herself on being a faithful and devoted wife, but tonight she had crossed a line. The memory of Qadir's touch, his intense gaze, and the overpowering pleasure he had given her filled her with shame and confusion. She wondered how she would face Amit, how she could reconcile the woman she believed herself to be with the one who had given in to temptation.

Now, sitting in this opulent room with a passed-out husband and a heart full of regret, Rashi felt lost. She had always believed in the sanctity of marriage, but tonight had shattered that belief. .

Rashi’s wedding to Amit was a grand affair, filled with the rituals and traditions that marked the beginning of a new chapter in her life. As she settled into her role as a wife, she found comfort in Amit's steady presence and the stability he brought to her life. Their intimacy was warm and affectionate, though it lacked the intense passion she had experienced with Arjun. Amit’s touch was gentle and considerate, but she often found herself yearning for the electric connection she once had.

And then there was Qadir. Qadir's touch had awakened something primal within her, a raw and unbridled desire that she had not felt in years. His hands were confident and demanding, his lips insistent and passionate. Unlike Amit's gentle caresses, Qadir's touch was filled with a commanding intensity that left her breathless and wanting more.

A knock at the door startled Rashi from her thoughts. She quickly adjusted her robe and opened the door to find the servant standing there once again. The servant handed her a small bag with a polite smile.

"Madam, this is for you," she said, then moved to collect the plates from the table.

Rashi took the bag and thanked her, her mind still swirling with the night's events.
"I'm not hungry, and Amit isn't waking up, so you can take those plates," she added.

The servant nodded and swiftly left with the plates, leaving Rashi alone once more.

Rashi opened the bag to find a beautiful night dress inside, its silky fabric shimmering under the room's soft lighting. She sighed, realizing she needed a change after the long and emotional day. She walked over to the mirror, her hands trembling slightly as she began to undress.

She removed her saree, the fabric slipping off her shoulders and pooling at her feet. Her blouse came next, followed by the petticoat, each piece of clothing falling away to reveal her naked body. Rashi stood there, taking in her reflection. Her skin glowed with a soft, warm hue, and her large, firm breasts rose and fell with each breath. She noticed the faint red marks left by Qadir's hands and the slight bruising from their passionate encounter. Her nipples were still sensitive, a reminder of the intensity they had shared.
Her eyes traveled lower, to her flat stomach and the gentle curve of her hips. Between her legs, she saw the evidence of their lovemaking, the slight soreness a testament to Qadir's powerful thrusts. She felt a wave of conflicting emotions wash over her—guilt, desire, shame, and satisfaction all mingling together.

Rashi decided to take a bath, hoping it would help clear her mind. She stepped into the bathroom and let the warm water cascade over her, washing away the physical traces of her encounter. As she bathed, she tried to process her feelings, but the water only seemed to amplify her confusion.

Once clean, she dried herself off and slipped into the night dress. It was a bit tight, hugging her curves and accentuating her figure. She felt a twinge of self-consciousness but quickly put on the accompanying robe, tying it securely around her waist.
She returned to the main room and went to Amit, gently shaking him in an attempt to wake him up. "Amit, wake up," she whispered, but he remained unresponsive, lost in the depths of his alcohol-induced slumber. Frustrated and alone with her thoughts, Rashi sat down on the edge of the bed, her mind racing.

Another knock at the door interrupted her reverie. Her heart skipped a beat as she wondered who it could be at this hour. She took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves, and got up to answer the door.

Rashi's heart raced as she opened the door, half-expecting the servant to return. Instead, there stood Qadir, tall and imposing in the doorway. She was startled, her legs trembling slightly despite her efforts to appear composed.


Qadir's voice broke the silence, calm yet commanding. 
"I came to check if everything is alright. If you need anything, don't hesitate to let me know," he said in a tone that hinted at both concern and something deeper.


His eyes taking in the sight of her, her breasts partially visible through the thin fabric, his eyes drifted lower, pausing on the exposed flesh of her breasts, The dress came just above the thighs, and Qadir's gaze lingered on the smooth expanse of her bare legs.

She could feel the intensity of his stare, his eyes filled with hunger and desire. Her heart beat faster as he stepped closer, his large frame casting a shadow over her.

Rashi swallowed, trying to steady herself. She forced a small smile, masking her inner turmoil. "Thank you, Qadir. We're fine. Amit is just... resting," she replied, her voice a touch unsteady.


To her surprise, Qadir stepped inside without waiting for an invitation. His presence filled the room, his eyes assessing yet somehow comforting. Rashi felt a mix of apprehension and a strange pull toward him.


Qadir moved closer to her, his presence commanding attention. "You seem tense, Rashi. Is there anything bothering you?" he asked softly, his gaze searching hers.


Rashi took a step back instinctively, her mind racing. She couldn't deny the turmoil within her, the guilt of betraying Amit mingling with the lingering desire Qadir had ignited in her. "I... I'm just... it's been a long day," she stammered, unable to meet his penetrating gaze.


Qadir's expression softened slightly, a faint smile playing on his lips. "I understand. It has indeed been eventful," he remarked cryptically, his eyes flickering over her in a way that made her pulse quicken.


Rashi felt a flush spread across her cheeks, a mixture of embarrassment and a strange excitement. She tried to maintain a distance, yet Qadir's presence seemed to draw her in.


Without warning, Qadir reached out and gently brushed a lock of hair away from her face. His touch was unexpectedly tender, sending a shiver down her spine. "You're a remarkable woman, Rashi," he murmured, his voice low and intimate.


She could feel his warmth radiating through the thin fabric of her night dress, his closeness making her acutely aware of her own vulnerability. Her mind raced with conflicting emotions—desire, guilt, fear—all swirling together in a chaotic dance.


Qadir's gaze held hers, his intensity palpable. "You deserve to be cherished, Rashi," he said softly, his breath brushing against her cheek. "Don't settle for anything less."


Rashi's heart pounded in her chest, torn between the familiarity and safety of her marriage with Amit and the intoxicating allure of Qadir's presence. She knew she should resist, yet a part of her longed to surrender to the passion he awakened within her.


Before she could gather her thoughts, Qadir leaned closer, his lips hovering just inches from hers. Time seemed to stand still as she wrestled with the tumultuous feelings raging within her.


"You have a choice, Rashi," Qadir whispered, his voice a velvet caress. "Choose wisely."

[masud93]

wait for another blast episode

[cool.smart2]

Superb…wow…sensual…erotic..

No words to describe your imagination and writing skills..

Pls update soon. Can’t wait any longer…

[masud93]

update soon

[Hornytamilan23]

Hi Rohini,

Unlike you, Rashi got tamed soo easily. Naughty girl huh.

One thing, I like this one of yours. Your story just flows like a river, smooth as a whiskey. No unwanted drama.

With frequent updates, more readers will take pleasure in visiting your thread. All the best.

[Gilmalover]

He says you have a choice. But she has no choice as he is the only man in the room.

[Chitrarassu]

Nice update

She has lost her virginity before marriage and Rashi is living a unsatisfied life. Time to divorce the wimp husband and get settled with Qadir as he can marry few more woman. Considering her extreme beauty, He will be happy to have her as his another wife.

She will initiate the kiss now

[Johnnythedevil]

Turning hotter

[Bigil]

Interesting

[Ragasiyananban]

Awesome writing.

Stomach hungry gone. Body hungry started. The night is just started.

They have time to try all positions and have wild sex like animals. Will potent seeds of Qadir maker her fertile and impregnated this night.

[chellaporukki]

Exceptional writing Rohini

[Projectmp]

Beautiful writing dear Rohini ji

[Rizzi1198]

Awesome

[drillhot]

Simply super