Adultery Noorjahan and Vishalaksmi Love Life

[Rubina]

Update-2

As I lay the tray before Father-in-law, I notice the hungry look in his eyes. It's not just the food he's craving; it's the sight of me, his daughter-in-law, the woman he's been sharing a forbidden passion with. The room feels suffocating, the silence only pierced by the sound of my own heartbeat. His gaze travels from the food to me, and I feel a mix of fear and arousal. 

The smell of the spices from the dishes blends with the scent of his cologne, creating an intoxicating aura around him. He motions for me to come closer, and I do, my breasts brushing against his arm as I set the tray down. His hand reaches out and grazes my thigh, sending a jolt of electricity through me. The warmth of his touch is like a brand on my skin.
 
"Thank you, beti," Rashid says, his voice gruff. His hand lingers on my thigh, and I feel his thumb moving in slow circles. "You look... different tonight." His eyes bore into mine, searching for the truth behind my actions.

My heart skips a beat, and I try to maintain my composure as I reply, "Do I?" I attempt a coy smile, my eyes flicking down to his hand. His touch feels both comforting and thrillingly wrong.

Rashid's gaze locks onto mine, a silent challenge. He knows something's changed. "You seem... more open," he says, his thumb now moving up to the hem of my dress, teasing my skin. I swallow hard, the memory of my encounter with Adeel still fresh in my mind.
 
I stand there, frozen, my eyes widening as his thumb grazes my bare thigh. My skin feels electric under his touch. "I... I don't know what you mean," I murmur, trying to keep my voice steady. My thoughts are a whirlwind: should I push him away? Should I let this happen again? The scent of our earlier rendezvous lingers in the air, mixing with the spices from dinner. My body is a battleground of desire and guilt.
 
Rashid leans back in his chair, watching me with a knowing smile. "I think you do," he says, his hand moving higher. My breath catches in my throat as his fingers trace the sensitive skin just below my panties. "You've always had a wild side, my dear." I feel a flush spread across my cheeks. How can he be so open about this? Does he not care that his own son is the one I just cheated on him with? "Cheated" am i cheating him or my hubby.

father-in-law hand reaches around to squeeze my ass, his breath hot on my neck. "I've missed this," he whispers, his voice thick with lust. I close my eyes, the sensation of his touch overwhelming. It's been 3days since he was out of town. The weight of his hand feels like a brand, marking me as his again. My pussy clenches in anticipation.
 
Noorjahan gasps as Rashid's hand squeezes her ass, feeling the heat from his palm seep through her clothes.
 
Rashid's hand slides up her thigh, his fingers grazing the damp fabric of her panties. "It seems like you've missed me too," he murmurs, his breath hot against her neck as his grip tightens.
 
Adeel's eyes widen with a mix of shock and arousal as he watches his father's hand move closer to Noorjahan's pussy. "I...I didn't know," he stammers, his own cock twitching in his pants.

Adeel's eyes dart between Noorjahan's ass and his father's hand, his mind racing with conflicting thoughts. He feels a strange heat growing in his chest, a mix of anger and excitement. "What the hell..." he murmurs under his breath, his hand unconsciously moving to adjust his growing bulge.
 
Her breath catches in her throat as Rashid's hand reaches the top of her thigh, his thumb dangerously close to the cleft of her ass. She looks at Adeel,  "Adeel", she whispers, her voice shaky.