Adultery Priya Didi

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Neetu’s hands gripped at Ravi’s hair,



Pulling him closer as his mouth moved hungrily across her bare skin.

His lips trailed down below her belly, and across her waist,

And down to her inner thighs, teasing and tasting with an intensity that made her body tremble.

Every time his lips brushed her skin, her chest heaved with sharp breaths,

And she couldn’t help but arch into him, feeling the desperate need building inside her.

“Ravi…” she whispered, her voice shaky, almost breaking into a moan as his mouth moved around her inner thighs,

His hand pressing her closer while the other kneaded her butt softly.

The heat of his touch, the way his body pressed against hers, it was overwhelming.

But then, the harsh reality of their situation hit her again.

She couldn’t fully abandon herself to the moment, not with the danger of being discovered.

“Ravi…” she gasped, pulling back just enough to look down at him.

Her voice was still filled with breathless desire, but now there was an edge of urgency.

“…listen… Sirisha might come out any minute… or…” She swallowed hard,

Forcing herself to speak the words she feared. “Or Vamsi… he only stepped out for a bit…”

Ravi didn’t stop, though.

His lips continued to move against her skin, his mouth trailing up to her stomach as he left a path of fire.

He seemed so consumed by her, the reality of her words barely registering, as if he couldn’t think of anything but the warmth of her body under his.

Neetu’s heart pounded in her chest as she clutched his shoulders, trying to steady herself.

“Ravi, please…” she panted, her chest rising and falling, struggling to keep her words coherent.

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“We… we can’t get caught like this…” She had to keep her voice steady,

But the tension was becoming unbearable, both inside her body and in her mind.

“You… you came here for a reason…” Her nails dug lightly into his back,

Pressing him closer to her as another wave of heat raced through her body.

“Ravi…” she gasped, trying to push her thoughts through the haze of desire.

“We need to talk about Sirisha… you’re supposed to take her… to your flat… prepare her for tomorrow.”

The words felt like they were slipping away as his mouth made another heated journey down her body,

But she tried to hold onto them.

“We... can’t lose control right now… we cannot forget about tomorrow… also getting caught like this it’s too dangerous...”

Her voice trailed off, a sharp intake of breath taking over as he suckled her breast with more intensity.

The pull of his lips almost made her forget everything, her fears, the danger, the need to stay in control.

Her head tilted back, eyes closing, as another deep moan slipped from her.

“…Ravi…” she whimpered, her voice breathless, the words barely leaving her lips.

“You have to listen to me… we can’t let ourselves get lost in this…” But even as she spoke,

Her arms tightened around him, pulling his head back to her chest,

Betraying everything her lips had just said. 

Her body was demanding more, the heat rising within her, the need to feel him closer overwhelming her words.

“Bhabhi…” Ravi murmured against her skin, his voice rough and low, his breath warm against her.

He paused for a moment, lifting his head to look at her, his eyes dark with desire, hunger,

But also a deep understanding. “I know,” he whispered, his voice barely audible,

“but you feel it too, don’t you? You can’t fight it anymore.”

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Neetu’s heart raced as he stared at her, his face inches from hers, his breath mingling with hers.


She could see the fire in his eyes, the raw, unrelenting passion that mirrored her own.

“I’m trying, Ravi,” she breathed, her voice shaking.

“I’m trying so hard to keep us both in control… but I don’t know how much longer I can…”

Her words trailed off into a moan as his mouth returned to her skin,

His lips grazing the soft curve of her neck, then back down to her chest.

His hands were restless, moving lower, tugging at the fabric of her panties,

And Neetu couldn’t help but arch into him,

Her body betraying the desperate need she’d been fighting so hard to suppress.

She closed her eyes tightly, feeling the world narrow to just him, just the heat of his touch.

But the fear was still there, like a weight on her chest.

The possibility of Sirisha or Vamsi walking in at any moment, of being discovered in this vulnerable,

Dangerous situation, only made the moment feel more electric.

It was forbidden, it was reckless—and that was why it burned so hot.

“Ravi…” she gasped again, as his fingers traced the edge of her panties,

Pulling it down slowly, deliberately, as though savoring the act.

“Please… we… we can’t get lost in this…” Her body was still desperate, still betraying her mind,

As she tried to push the thoughts of discovery away.

But Ravi wasn’t stopping.

His mouth found her breast again sucking it, his hands continuing their slow, sensual exploration of her body,

And Neetu’s thoughts scattered.

All she could focus on was the heat, the pressure, the consuming pleasure of him.

“Bhabhi…” Ravi murmured against her skin, his voice thick with need.

“We can’t stop now, can we?” His hands moved down further,

And Neetu’s body tensed with anticipation,

Her fears momentarily fading as the pleasure began to overtake her once more.

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Peak excitement!!!

Thank you readersp for your compliments.

Yes, we have to prepare the scenes for the Sunday.  The Threesome Rasmalai Party

We need to conclude this, so that we can bring Priya Didi.

It is really nice to know you are feeling the excitement

Best regards

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The sudden sound of Sirisha’s voice calling from the hall made both Neetu and Ravi freeze


The blood draining from Neetu’s face.

“Bhabhi…” Sirisha’s voice echoed through the apartment, casual but with a teasing lilt.

“I heard the door knock and Ravi Bhayya’s voice! Is he here?”

“I was thinking… maybe I could spend some time with him today for my project work,” she continued,

Her voice playful yet full of curiosity.

Neetu’s heart skipped a beat. “Where are you both?” Sirisha called again.

Neetu’s eyes widened in panic, her breath catching in her throat.

She exchanged a quick, frantic glance with Ravi.

Reality hit them both, this was it.

They had mere seconds to act.

Ravi, ever the calm presence in chaos, straightened immediately, his movements controlled and deliberate.

He turned to Neetu, his eyes locking with hers, and then without a word, he gently guided her into motion.

He wasn’t rushing her, but his urgency was clear.

He knew how fast they had to work.

Neetu, her body still humming with the heat of their shared moment, felt exposed and vulnerable.

She grabbed for her lehenga, hands trembling slightly as she quickly tried to pull it up and fasten it around her waist.

The fabric felt foreign now, awkward and hurried, and she knew she wasn’t going to be perfect in this rush.

But she had no choice.

Ravi watched her, never breaking eye contact, his expression both reassuring and focused.

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“Let me help you,” he said softly, his voice steady despite the urgency.


He moved toward her, his hands reaching out to help smooth the fabric over her hips, adjusting it with careful precision.

He looked at her for a moment, his hands pausing.

“You’re doing great, just...” His voice dropped to a gentle whisper, “...don’t rush. We have to look calm, and you look perfect.”

Neetu’s breath stuttered, her body still flushed and her mind racing.

She swallowed hard, trying to focus on the task at hand.

She slipped her saree over her shoulder with trembling hands,

But before she could adjust the pleats, Ravi was there again,

His hands gently guiding the fabric, the cool touch of his fingers brushing her skin.

“Here,” he murmured, taking a step behind her to smooth the pleats.

His hands were warm against her skin as he expertly tucked the fabric, his touch tender but firm.

His fingers grazed the edge of her neck as he adjusted the pallu,

And Neetu felt a shiver run through her, the lingering effects of their intimacy stirring once more.

“You don’t need to hurry, just keep calm,” Ravi said, his voice low but steady.

He moved to her hair, pushing a few stray locks behind her ear,

His fingers lingering just for a second longer than necessary.

His touch was gentle, soothing in the chaos of the moment,

His concern for her well-being outweighing the pressure of time.

Neetu’s chest heaved, her breathing shallow as she tried to calm herself.

Ravi’s careful hands, his gentle movements, helped anchor her in the storm of emotions she was feeling.

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Sirisha always the party pooper!!! I was dreading Srisha shouting Neetu bhabhi and she did..

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The tension in the air was palpable, 


But somehow, Ravi’s presence made her feel like she could pull herself together.

“Almost there,” Neetu whispered, her voice shaky but determined.

She managed to get the pleats of her saree in place, adjusting them as best as she could.

“I just need to fix this last part.”

Ravi nodded, stepping back to give her space but staying close enough to help if needed.

His eyes softened with affection, even amid the chaos.

“Take your time. You don’t need to be perfect, just… be you.”

Her heart swelled with gratitude, the kindness in his words easing the knot of panic in her chest.

With one last breath, she finished adjusting the folds of the saree,

Trying to make herself look as composed as possible,

Even though her mind and body were still reeling from the urgency of their situation.

Ravi moved closer again, his hand brushing against her shoulder as he gave her a reassuring smile.

“We’ll face this together,” he whispered.

With a final, deep breath, Neetu nodded, steadying herself.

She turned to Ravi, her voice shaky but resolute. “Okay, we can do this.”

Ravi’s gaze never left her, his eyes full of both support and quiet resolve.

“We will,” he said softly, before turning toward the door,

His fingers curling around the handle with a careful, measured motion.

The sound of Sirisha’s voice grew louder as she approached,

And the door creaked slightly as Ravi opened it just enough to reveal her standing outside.

Sirisha’s wide, curious eyes met theirs, her teasing tone still present.

“Bhabhi, Bhayya… what’s going on in there?” Sirisha asked, her voice a mix of innocent curiosity and mischief.

Neetu’s heart thudded against her chest. Her breath was quick, shallow,

And she could feel the tension of the moment in every fiber of her being.

But she forced herself to maintain composure, meeting Sirisha’s gaze with a strained, yet steady, smile.

They were ready, at least, they had no choice but to face this moment, pretending everything was normal.

But nothing felt normal.

Not when every nerve in her body was still alive with what had just happened between them.

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Sirisha always the party pooper!!! I was dreading Srisha shouting Neetu bhabhi and she did..

Hi readersp

Haha, I get what you mean! But there’s actually a justification behind that. 

Neetu and Ravi knew Sirisha was in the house and getting ready to come out, that’s why the tension was so high. 

It wasn’t random; they were trying to finish quickly before she appeared.

Also I’ve added this interruption intentionally to set up the next scene. 

It’s going to create a playful, slightly tricky situation in the upcoming scenes that will build even more fun and tension.


Hope you will enjoy that.

Always appreciate your support.

With warm regards

-- Shailu

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Teasing the Threshold


Neetu and Ravi stepped into the hall just as Sirisha poked her head around the corner

Her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

A teasing grin spread across her face as she scanned them both,

her gaze lingering a little too long on their disheveled appearance.

“Bhayya!” she exclaimed, her voice light, teasing, and dripping with mischief.

“What are you doing? And… what were you two doing in the bedroom?” She tilted her head slightly,

Her brows arching in mock suspicion.

“Why is Neetu Bhabhi’s hair all messed up? What happened, huh? You guys owe me an explanation, I'm part of your circle of trust, right?”

Ravi, caught a little off guard but doing his best to remain composed,

Shot a quick, almost panicked glance at Neetu. She pressed a finger to her lips, signaling him to tread carefully.

She leaned in closer to him, whispering just loud enough for him to hear,

“Not now… Vamsi might be home any minute.”

Ravi nodded, trying to regain his composure, but his pulse was still racing.

He turned back to Sirisha, flashing her a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes,

And kept his tone light but firm.

“We can talk about all that later, in 205. Right now… it’s not the right time.”

Sirisha’s expression shifted, becoming more curious,

Her eyes narrowing playfully as she leaned forward, clearly not convinced.

“Hmm… you’re teasing me, Bhayya. Come on, at least give me a hint!” Her voice turned sing-song,

Enjoying the mystery and playing her role as the little inquisitor.

“I mean, what’s the big secret? You know I’m dying to know.”

Neetu, still struggling to hold back the small smile tugging at her lips, winked at Sirisha.

“He promises, Siri. Everything will be explained in detail… just not right now.” She leaned in slightly,

Her tone becoming more conspiratorial.

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“You know how it is. Some things… need to be kept under wraps for now.”


Ravi chuckled softly, stepping closer to Sirisha,

His hand lightly brushing her arm as he tried to deflect the attention.

“Exactly. But listen, if Vamsi comes home early, all bets are off. He’s definitely not in our circle of trust, you know?”

Sirisha rolled her eyes dramatically “I don't understand why don't we bring Vamsi Bhayya also to our Circle of Trust?”

But couldn’t help the laughter bubbling up inside her.

“So, I can’t know yet? That’s just so unfair!” She crossed her arms,

Sticking out her bottom lip in an exaggerated pout, though her eyes were still sparkling with mischief.

“You two are seriously making me wait? How rude!”

Neetu, still holding back her laughter, leaned toward Sirisha and gave her a soft nudge.

“You’ll get your answers, Siri. Just… a little patience, okay?” She raised an eyebrow playfully.

“You’ve been asking a lot of questions. How about giving us a break for once?”

“Fine,” Sirisha huffed, though her grin was practically bursting through her face.

“But you two owe me big time. You hear me? Big time.”

Ravi chuckled, his smile widening as he looked at her.

“Deal. But remember, no more questions for now, alright? We need to keep some mystery around here. It’s good for the soul.”

Neetu couldn’t help but laugh softly at the playful exchange, thoroughly enjoying the chaos of the morning.

“Alright, alright. Let’s grab some breakfast before anyone else shows up.”

She was trying to keep the mood light, but inside,

Her mind was still racing a little, mostly with the aftermath of what had just happened with Ravi.

The three of them made their way toward the kitchen, with Sirisha quickly helping herself to some juice,

Her curiosity still bubbling just below the surface.

Ravi ate quickly, his eyes often flicking toward Neetu,

His thoughts clearly lingering on the intimacy that had been interrupted so abruptly.

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He couldn’t help but glance at her


As if his mind was still reeling from what had transpired in the bedroom.

Neetu, for her part, seemed more amused by the situation than anything else—at least for now.

She smiled as she glanced back at him, her gaze full of playful affection, almost as though she enjoyed watching him squirm a little.

Once breakfast was done, Ravi wiped his mouth and stood, clearly ready to leave the tension behind for a while.

“Alright, Sirisha. Time to head to 205. We’ll have some privacy there, and then I’ll spill the beans, alright?”

Sirisha’s eyes lit up with excitement, her curiosity finally getting the best of her.

“Finally! I knew something was up. I won’t stop asking questions until I get the whole story, Bhayya. You can’t escape that!”

Neetu, still watching the interaction with amusement, shot Ravi a playful, teasing look,

Her tone light but carrying a hint of something more serious.

“Go on then. But don’t take too long, alright? You’ve got some serious explaining to do.” She added with a mock frown,

“I’ll be waiting, and I’m not going to let you off the hook that easily.”

Ravi gave a small, affectionate smile in return, clearly enjoying the playful tension between them all.

“Trust me, you’re going to love the details. And I’ll make sure to take my time with it. You deserve to hear everything.”

As Ravi guided Sirisha toward the elevator, Neetu leaned against the kitchen counter,

Still smiling as she watched the two of them.

The playful energy between them was palpable,

And for a moment, she felt a surge of warmth at how well they all managed the situation.

Sirisha’s curiosity was relentless, but Ravi’s calm assurance and Neetu’s subtle teasing had kept things from spiraling out of control.

It had been a perfect little dance, really.

With a final wink toward Neetu, Ravi gently took Sirisha’s arm and guided her toward the elevator.

“Ready for the full story, Sirisha? You’re going to get the details soon enough. Just try not to ask too many questions, okay?”

Sirisha, practically bouncing with excitement, nodded eagerly.

“Finally! I’ve been waiting for this. You can’t just leave me hanging like this, Bhayya.”

The elevator doors closed with a soft ding, and Neetu stood in the kitchen, watching them disappear.

She let out a small laugh to herself, shaking her head, as she leaned back against the counter.

It had been a good morning, a little chaotic, but fun.

She was enjoying the energy between them, the way the tension kept building without ever quite spilling over.

“Well,” she murmured to herself, a mischievous smile tugging at her lips,

“that was fun. But now… I have my own thoughts to sort out. And trust me, they’re not going to be as easily explained.”

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Ravi’s Flat 205 – Saturday Morning


Ravi unlocked the door with a soft click and pushed it open with a smooth, inviting gesture.

“After you,” he said, his voice low and calm,

Though there was an underlying tension that only he could feel,

A tension that simmered just beneath the surface.

Sirisha bounced inside without hesitation,

Her eyes wide and sparkling like a child let loose in a new playground.

The excitement was evident in the way her movements were a little too eager, a little too curious.

She couldn’t contain herself, her energy flowing like electricity through the room.

Standing just inside the door, Sirisha paused for a moment, letting the sunlight spill over her,

Casting a warm, golden glow around her like some kind of ethereal halo.


She seemed to soak up the light, her skin shimmering with an almost otherworldly radiance.

The sun highlighted her flawless complexion, brightening it with every passing second.

As Sirisha stood there in the soft morning light, her presence filled the room with undeniable energy.

There was something about her that demanded attention, yet it wasn’t in an obvious, overstated way.

It was in the way her beauty seemed effortless, like a breeze that stole your breath with its quiet power.


Her beauty wasn’t loud, it was a soft, innocent, undeniable pull that made everything around her seem more vivid, more alive.

Her skin, fair as moonlight but touched with the warmth of a summer breeze, was like velvet to the touch, almost glowing under the sunlight.

Her long hair framed her face perfectly, the dark waves cascading over her shoulders with a soft sheen,

Catching the light and making her appear even more striking.

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The way her long hair framed her sharp, delicate features, the high cheekbones,


The perfect arch of her brow, 

The curve of her nose, was nothing short of mesmerizing.

Her full lips seemed to hold secrets, the kind you couldn’t help but want to uncover.

But it was her eyes that held you captive, the kind of innocent yet mischievous pools of deep,

Captivating color that sparkled with curiosity and promise.

They had a way of locking onto you, pulling you in, and before you knew it, you were lost in them.

They didn’t need words to speak, they spoke in glances,

In fleeting expressions that made you feel as if you already knew her better than you really did.

Her pale crop top clung to her slender frame like a whisper, 

The fabric skimming just enough to trace the curves of her toned waist and flat stomach. 

The hemline was daringly short, grazing just below her breasts, 

Fluttering with each movement to reveal teasing glimpses of her soft, glowing skin it has been hiding

Just enough to captivate, just enough to leave the mind yearning for more.

It wasn’t overtly seductive, 

But the way the fabric framed her natural elegance was magnetic, 

An invitation woven in the simplest of designs.

Her low-waist denim shorts rested effortlessly below her hips, 

Drawing attention to her perfectly sculpted legs

Toned, smooth, and impossibly graceful, like the work of an artist’s hand.

Her belly, with its subtle dip above the navel, was a delicate focal point

Her small, enticing belly button a gentle curve that seemed to beg for attention, effortlessly erotic in its simplicity.

With every step, she moved as if the world was her stage,

Her body flowing with a fluidity that made admiration inevitable. 

The effortless grace with which she carried herself was a silent invitation,

One that beckoned without words, pulling every gaze toward her in rapt fascination.

The way she sat, the slight curve of her waist, the angle of her neck as she glanced over her shoulder

All of it spoke of innocence, poise, and an undeniable allure.

Nothing about her was overdone; it was subtle, yet absolutely captivating.

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There was an unspoken allure to Sirisha,


A magnetic fusion of innocence and raw, unfiltered beauty that made her impossible to ignore.

She wasn’t trying to captivate anyone; she simply existed in a way that drew every gaze to her, effortlessly.

There was something almost ethereal about the way she moved, as if the air itself bent to her presence.

Her thighs-smooth, sculpted, and impossibly soft, tapered down from her hips with an effortless grace,

Each curve a perfect study in sensuality.

The subtle play of muscle beneath her skin shifted fluidly with every step she took, soft yet unyieldingly strong

An alluring combination that seemed to pull you in, leaving you entranced.

Every movement, every turn, only amplified the flawless shape of her legs, an unspoken promise of the beauty hidden beneath.

The fabric of her denim shorts barely grazed the top of her thighs,

Teasing the eye with just a glimpse of the soft, supple skin that lay underneath

Enough to make one ache with desire, yet leaving so much to the imagination.

It was a subtle game, one that Sirisha played innocently and unknowing the power of what she withheld.

Ravi, despite his best efforts, couldn’t escape the gravitational pull of her presence.

He fought to keep his gaze steady, his expression composed, but his eyes betrayed him, lingering a fraction too long,

Drinking in the sight of her as if it were the most intoxicating thing he’d ever seen.

There was something disarming about her, a dangerous mix of innocent charm and seductive confidence.

The way she carried herself, effortless, yet undeniably powerful, was a quiet force that made it impossible not to be drawn in.

With a soft, satisfied grin, Sirisha lowered herself onto the couch,

Her movements slow, deliberate, as if she owned every inch of the space around her.

Her legs folded beneath her with the grace of a dancer,

And instantly, Ravi’s gaze was drawn to the smooth, milky expanse of her thighs.

The curve of her legs, so delicate, yet so enticing, sent a shiver of longing through him,

A silent plea that he couldn’t ignore.

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She stretched, her body arching with the ease of a woman who knew exactly how to captivate.


It was almost innocent, yet the way her skin seemed to glow in the soft light,

The way her muscles flexed with perfect fluidity, made the air between them thick with unspoken desire.

Her short crop top, pulled slightly high, exposed the soft, forbidden skin just below her breasts

A tantalizing sliver of soft, smooth flesh that made it almost impossible for Ravi to look away.

It was the kind of exposed beauty that hinted at more,

Teasing him with the promise of things just out of reach.

Her eyes flicked to Ravi, a mischievous glint dancing in their depths.

“So, Bhayya,” she said, her voice light but carrying an unmistakable teasing edge,

“It’s just you and me now. Is it time you tell me?”

Ravi smirked, leaning casually against the wall near the door, arms folded across his chest.

“So curious, Sirisha,” he teased, his voice playful but with an underlying warning.

“We just got here. Let’s get settled first.”

Sirisha tilted her head, a sly smile tugging at her lips.

“I’m always curious, Bhayya,” she replied, her eyes already on him like a cat sizing up its prey.

“But you know what I’m really curious about…” She leaned forward slightly,

Her chin resting in her palm, fingers grazing over the fabric of her shorts.

“What happened this morning? Between you and Bhabhi. Why were you both in the bedroom?”

Ravi chuckled, shaking his head as he stepped closer to her,

His eyes narrowing with a playful challenge. “Straight shooter, aren’t you?”

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Sirisha’s gaze narrowed mischievously, a sultry glint lighting up her eyes.


“Don’t waste time, Bhayya,” she urged, her voice low, teasing, yet edged with genuine curiosity.

The way her lips curved into a playful smirk made her words sound almost like a promise. “You’ve been hiding too much from me. Spill it.”

Ravi raised an eyebrow, his arms crossed in a way that accentuated his broad shoulders.

But his attention was drawn, nonetheless, to the way Sirisha’s slender figure seemed to occupy the space around her, every subtle movement drawing him in.

“Well, I’m really surprised to see you sneaking behind Bhabhi’s bedroom,” he said, his voice smooth but laced with intrigue.

“Messy hair, clothes out of place... What was going on in there, huh? What were you two hiding?”

Sirisha’s lips parted slightly as she absorbed his words, her gaze darkening, hungry for more.

Her tongue flicked out briefly to wet her lips, a subtle, almost unconscious gesture that made Ravi’s pulse quicken.

“You think you can pull one over on me?” Her voice was lower now, almost seductive, as she leaned in,

Her eyes locking onto his with an intensity that left little to the imagination. “I saw how you looked at Bhabhi, and how she looked at you.”

Her words hung in the air between them like a challenge, making the space between them feel charged, electric.

Ravi’s interest was piqued, his gaze flicking to the way her soft, full lips parted as she spoke.

He couldn’t help but watch the way the corners of her mouth curved, the subtle play of her tongue as she formed each word.

“So, you were watching us that closely?” he asked, his voice lowering, dipping into something darker, something more intimate.

“Of course,” she replied with a playful giggle, her voice a soft, melodic tease.

Her eyes glinted with mischief as she leaned in, her scent, sweet, intoxicating, filling the air. “I see everything, Bhayya. Everything.”

Her eyes flicked back to him, their challenge unmistakable, like a siren’s call. He found himself drawn to them—lost in their depths—and unable to look away.

Ravi smirked, leaning in just a little closer, his voice softer, more intimate. “Then maybe you should be the one telling me what happened. You’ve got the answers, don’t you?”

Sirisha blinked at him, before her laughter bubbled up, light but full of knowing.

She shook her head, her hair swaying with the motion, catching the soft glow of the room’s light.

“Nice try!” she teased. Her lips curled into an amused, almost wicked smile. “But no. You’re the one who was alone with her. I want the inside story.”

She leaned in, closing the distance between them in a way that left no room for hesitation.

Her body shifted on the couch, moving with a deliberate grace that drew his eyes to her, eyes that lingered on the curve of her waist, the soft dip of her belly as she inched closer.

Her legs brushed against his, the contact light but unmistakable, an intentional move too deliberate to ignore.

The heat from her skin seemed to radiate through the fabric of their clothes, sending a shiver through him.

His breath caught, his pulse racing with the closeness.

Ravi tilted his head slightly, studying her expression carefully.

Her lips, so close now, seemed to beckon him in,

And for a moment, it was hard to think of anything else but the heat between them.

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“Inside story, huh?” he asked, his voice dropping low with a teasing undertone.


There was an edge to his words, as if the very suggestion was a challenge.

“What if I said I could show you, instead of tell you?” he added, his gaze darkening with intent.

Sirisha’s eyes widened in playful shock, her breath catching as she gasped softly.

She brought her hand up to cover her mouth,

But her fingers barely hid the mischievous gleam in her eyes as she peeked at him from behind them.

“Aiyoo! So bold, Bhayya!” she teased, her lips curling in a mix of surprise and amusement.

“Are you sure this is really you talking?”

Ravi’s grin widened, and he leaned back, easing onto the couch beside her.

He kept just enough distance between them to let the tension hang heavy in the air,

But it was palpable, a spark waiting to ignite.

“Maybe you don’t know me as well as you think,” he said, his voice a low murmur,

Laced with mystery and a hint of something more.

“Oh, I know you,” Sirisha shot back with a slow, deliberate smile, her eyes locking onto his,

Shimmering with an almost predatory gleam. She leaned in slightly, her gaze daring.

“You’re pretending to be mysterious. But I know you’ll talk eventually.”

Ravi leaned in, just enough for his shoulder to brush against hers.

The subtle contact, so casual, felt electric.

His voice dropped even lower, warm breath skimming her ear.

“Will I?” he murmured, his lips almost grazing her skin as the words slipped from his mouth.

Her skin tingled from the proximity.

Sirisha’s eyes never left his as she replied, her voice sultry and confident, low and knowing.

“Yes,” she purred, leaning even closer, the warmth between them undeniable.

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“Because you can’t resist me when I ask too many questions.”


Ravi chuckled softly, the sound low and intimate, the vibration of it sending another jolt through the air between them.

He could feel the tension coiling tighter, a magnetic force drawing him to her.

“That part might be true,” he admitted,

His hand brushing lightly against hers in a fleeting moment of contact.

It was brief, but the spark lingered, electricity arcing between them.

The simple touch felt like a confession, like a prelude to something much deeper.

Sirisha’s lips curved into a triumphant grin.

She leaned back slightly, watching him with a mischievous gleam in her eye.

“See! I knew it!” she said, her voice carrying a teasing edge, but beneath it,

There was a trace of something darker, something more demanding.

“Now tell me, Bhayya. What did you do with Bhabhi? Don’t skip any details.”

Ravi leaned back a little, pretending to consider the question.

His eyes danced with amusement, but there was a shadow of something more dangerous in them.

“Well…” he drawled, his voice slow and deliberate,

Like each word was measured, yet thick with intent.

“Let’s just say… I finally did a few things I’ve wanted to do for a very long time.”

Sirisha’s breath hitched, her eyes widening slightly in surprise.

She unconsciously leaned closer, her body shifting toward him, drawn in by the promise of his words.

“And?” Her voice was barely a whisper now, hanging in the air between them,

Full of anticipation. “What did you want to do? Didn’t she stop you?”

Ravi’s quiet smile deepened, an unmistakable gleam of mischief and satisfaction lighting up his eyes.

The tension between them had never been thicker, never more palpable.

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