Adultery Jaya - young college teacher

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Update-33
 
Flash Back
 
R: actually I like that. Your lips are so soft. That kiss was amazing. He said with a sigh.
 
A: (blushing) Reghu... we shouldn't talk about this. But yes, I am also lost my mind. She replied shyly, playing with her food.
 
R: I know we can't repeat that. But I want you to know that I care for you, not just as a friend. He reached out and took her hand in his.
 
A: Reghu, I care for you too. But we need to respect each other's relationships. She looked at him with a hint of sadness in her eyes.
 
R: Yes, you're right. But I just wanted to clear the air between us. He squeezed her hand gently.
 
A: Thank you for understanding, Reghu. She gave him a small smile, and the tension between them began to ease.
 
He dont want to make her tensed. he removed his hand from her. They finished the food. he helped her to clean up the plates and then went to living room. Ashima went to bedroom to see Rohan. He was sleeping due to the effect of medicine. Reghu sat in the sofa and started to think about Jaya and his feelings for her. He was torn between his love for Jaya and the guilt of his attraction to Ashima. He knew he had to make a choice, but the fear of losing either one of them was unbearable. after some time Ashima came back to living room sat on the other sofa opposite to Reghu.
 
A: are you getting bored Reghu?
 
R: I think to go back to college.
 
A: why ? its very hot and sunny day, you will be dehydrated when you reached there at this time.
 
R: Not like that Ashima, I felt irritated, I need to change my dress. it become smelled due to sweat.
 
A: ohh ya I understand. Reghu do one thing, give the dress and I will wash it in washing machine.
 
R: its ok Ashima, I can manage.
 
A: Reghu dont to hesitate, you give me your dress and take a shower, then you will be ok.
 
 
He agreed. Ashima went to bedroom and come with lungy he wear previous day. Reghu stand up and started to remove his shirt. Ashima felt blushed and looked down. He wrapped lungy around his waist and unzip the pand and removed.  Ashima picked his cloths and went to work area kitchen where the washing machine is placed. He went to attached bathroom of her bedroom. The cold water washed over his body. While Ashima put washing powder and took his shirt and she got his smell. She felt something inside her pussy. She sniffed his shirt and felt more horny.  She put his shirt in washing machine and started the wash cycle. She felt guilty and washed her face with cold water to regain her senses.
 
Meanwhile, in the bathroom, Reghu let the cold water cascade over his body, trying to wash away the guilt that clung to him like a second skin. He knew that what he was doing was wrong, but the pull of desire was too strong. As he soaped himself up, he couldn't help but think about the feel of Jaya's soft skin against his, her moans of pleasure echoing in his ears. Despite his efforts to cleanse himself, the images of their encounters played like a film reel in his mind, only serving to arouse him further. but his desire on Ashima after the soft kiss was also burning in his heart. He decided to try to get Ashima.
 
He finished his bath and started to wash his underwear with the bathing soap. That time he got an idea to start his drama. After washing the underwear he put the half of the lungy in the water in bucket. Then wrapped the towel around his waist and come out by holding wet underwear and half wet lungy. Ashima was sat won the bed with Rohan. When she heard the sound of door opening Ashima looked at there and see Reghu only in the towel. She felt guilty and a bit shy. She didn’t know what to do. Reghu gave her a sheepish look and asked.
 
R: Ashima did you have another lungy ? it fell in the water and drenched.
 
A: ohh sorry Reghu, I have only this.
 
R: ohh its ok, I will manage.
 
A: give me the lungy i will put in washing machine.
 
He went near her and handed over the wet lungy. Their hands touched for a brief moment, and they shared an awkward silence. Ashima took the lungy and that time he said.
 
R: Ashima when you started drying my clothes in washing machine please tell me.
 
A: why Reghu?       He open his other hand and showed his old brown color underwear to her.
 
R: I want to dry this also. She blushed.
 
A: ohh, I will help you. She stand up and took his underwear from his hand and walked to the washing machine. He followed her, the towel barely covering his erection that was straining against the fabric. She felt strange feeling while holding another mans underwear in her hand.
 
The washing machine was semi automatic. She open the lid of spinning area and put the lungy inside for washing and upen the dry area and spread the wet underwear and see that some holes, that reminds the past days of Reghu. She felt a bit sad and said to herself.
 
A: (whispering) "Why these poor people are suffering?"
 
R: What happened Ashima?
 
A: Nothing Reghu.
 
She put the underwear in dryer and they walked to living room. She told him.
 
A: Reghu you watch TV. I will come after a shower.
 
R: ok Ashima.
 
He took the remote. Ashima went to bedroom. he took his mobile and turn off flight mode. he got miss call alert and whatsapp message from Jaya. He checked the voice message.
 
J: " Reghu I am going to education department office for the meeting, may be i will be late, I will kept mobile silent when i am at meeting, I will call when i reached at flat"
 
R: "Ok Jaya take care, call me when you reached there"
 
Suddenly he got her audio call, he was shocked.
 
R: hello Jaya
 
J: Reghu i called you in the morning.
 
R:  I was sleeping Jaya.
 
J: its ok, May be I will back at my flat after 9:00pm. The meeting will be over after 5:00pm. Its about 2 and half hr Journey from here. Principal sir already left. not the break time that why I call you.
 
R: its ok Jaya, call me when you are free.
 
J: may be I will not call you. I am sure I will dead tired after long drive.
 
R: Take care Jaya.
 
J: Ok Reghu bye.
 
He cut the call and put in silent mode and keep the mobile on the sofa by hide the screen. He switch on the TV and watch the movie songs. That time Ashima's mobile rings, the mobile was on the dining table. he went ther and see the video calling from Vivek. He took the mobile and sent to bedroom. He eared the sound of shower. He knocked on the door. Ashima was shocked. She closed the shower tap and asked.
 
A: Reghu...?
 
R: Ashima Vivek sir is calling in your mobile. she afraid and said.
 
A: Dont take call Reghu, I will call him later.
 
R: Ok
 
He heared the sound of shower again. He sat on the sofa and watching the hot songs. the song  "Mera Dil Tera Deewana" played on the screen. When he saw that song, he imagined Jaya instead of Aishwarya Rai, Ashima instead of Suman Ranganathan and himself instead of Akshay Khanna. He felt a bit awkward but enjoyed it. He knew he was wrong, but he couldn't control his desires.
 
After some time, Ashima came out from shower by wearing a pink nighty. That was little transparent, So the shadow of her black bra and black panty can visible.
 

 
 After drying hair. She went to living room to check the mobile. She saw the missed call and message from Vivek. She felt a bit guilty. Reghu looked at her from the corner of his eye and said.
 
R: Ashima, Vivek sir called you. She unlock the phone and read the message.
 
"Hii Ashi, are you sleeping?
Rohan is ok?
I am going to site visit, will call you in the evening."
 
"ok dear, I was in shower, Take care" she replied back and sat on the sofa opposit to Reghu.
 
R: What happened Ashima dont you call him?
 
A: no he is at work, he message me he will call in the evening.
 
R: hmmm...
 
That time another song playing othe TV screen.
 
 
Seeing the hot bedroom scene his cock started to erect. That time on the screen the girl undressed herself in to red bra and panty and moved over the hero and started to kiss him. Reghu canot control his erection he crossed his legs and try to keep his cock between his thighs. Seeing the hot scene Ashima felt horny. she try to hide her tension and lighten the situation she said.
 
A: "they got crores of rupees to act in such scenes." she said with a giggle trying to break the silence.
 
Reghu nodded, his eyes still glued to the screen. The scene grew more intense, with the couple on TV passionately making love. Ashima couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. She looked at Reghu, his jaw clenched and his body tense, and she wondered what he was thinking? he place his hand on his cock and push to inside. Seeing that she felt itching in her pussy. Suddenly she stand up and walked to kitchen. He felt relaxed and released his erect cock. Ashima went to washing machine and changed the water and again spin. her mind was with Reghu. try to avoid that she started preparing tea. Reghus cock become normal, he think where is Ashima? and heard sound from kitchen. He walked to kitchen.She give him a faint smile.
 
R: did that Song disturbed you ? He asked casually
 
A: No, I just had to get something from the kitchen. She said, trying to sound nonchalant.
 
Reghu walked over to her, his eyes locking onto hers. He could see the desire in them, and it was mirrored in his own. He stepped closer, closing the gap between them.
 
R: "Is everything okay, Ashima?"
 
A: She looked away, avoiding his gaze. "Yeah, I'm fine."
 
The tension in the room was thick, palpable. Reghu took a deep breath, trying to steady his racing heart. He knew he couldn't act on his feelings, not with Jaya waiting for him.
 
R: "I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable." He said softly.
 
A: "No, it's not that." She murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "I just... "
 
R: I think you are disturbed by that scene.
 
A: I come here to change the  water.
 
She poured the tea in to two cups and give one cup to him. He walked to living room, seeing her naked muscular back she again felt the same feeling. Reghu sat on the chair of dining area. Ashima come there with snacks and sat opposite to him. Both are looking each other. Reghu brok the silence.
 
R: Ashima can I ask you one thing?
 
A: yes Reghu.
 
R: How you maintain your beauty?
 
A: What.... she blushed. She never thought he would ask something like this. "I don't know Reghu, I just take care of myself. I eat healthy and exercise a little." She said trying to downplay it.
 
Reghu nodded, taking a sip of the tea. His eyes never leaving her.
 
R: you are doing exercise thats why?
 
A: ya I do, I use treadmill"
 
R: Normally I heard women after deliver child, they become chubby. But you look more attractive.
 
A: "Thanks, Reghu," Ashima replied, blushing even more. She felt a warmth spread through her chest at his compliment. "I try to take care of myself for my baby and husband."
 
R: Vivek sir is lucky.
 
A: ya... he brought the treadmill for me. he support me with everything.
 
R: did he doing exercise?
 
A: I forced his to do exercise to gain some muscles... but...
 
R: what?
 
A: no he dont, he has lean body and same height.
 
R: ya that I understand when I try to wear his small dress. She was a little saddened to hear the derogatory talk about her husband.
 
A: But he love me a lot.
 
R: but health is also important. thats why i care my body. Daily I did exercise.
 
A: Yes, health is very important. Reghu.
 
R: I can do 50 push up at a time.
 
A: really?
 
R: Yes Ashima, dont you believe me?
 
A: No I don't believe so
 
R: Do you bet?
 
A: Yes.
 
R: ok if I do, you must prepare chichen biriyani for me.
 
A: done.
 
without wasting a time Reghu stand up. He dont care that he is only in his towel and he is not wear anything inside. he kneeled on the floor and told her to count.
 
A: One... two... three...
 
Her eyes widened as she watched his muscular arms flex with each push-up. She couldn't help but feel a mix of amazement and attraction as his chest muscles rippled with each movement. At that time, his towel was a bit loose and the tip of his black cock was visible. She tried to control her gaze but couldn’t help but sneak a peek at his manhood.
 
J: Twenty... twenty-one... keep going.
 
Reghu felt her gaze and his resolve strengthened. He pushed himself harder, his body responding to the challenge and the unspoken tension in the room.
 
R: Forty... fifty... fifty-five... fifty-seven... fifty-eight... fifty-nine... sixty!
 
He collapsed onto the floor, panting, the towel slipping away from his waist to reveal his fully erect cock. They both froze, the air thick with desire. it was the first time she is a big cock in her life. Viveks cock was very small and thin. she swallow saliva. Reghu dont understand that his cock is visible. He was breathing heavily by showing his non erected black cock. to set the situation normal she clapped and said
 
A: You win. You can have your chicken biriyani.
 
R: Thanks Ashima. (Reghu was still panting) I win
 
A: (trying to ignore his erection) Of course, you deserve it after that performance. (she giggled nervously)
 
The atmosphere in the room grew heavier, charged with an electric current of desire. Reghu could feel it in the way Ashima's eyes kept flicking down to his cock, and the way she licked her lips. He knew he had to get up, but his body was still humming with the exertion of the push-ups and the thrill of her gaze.
 
Reghu stood up, and sat on the chair. She pored the water in glass and give to him.
A: Drink Reghu.
 
R: Thank you. (He took a deep breath and drank water)
 
Ashima felt guilty for looking at him like that. She tried to avert her gaze, but her eyes kept drifting back to his crotch. The sight of his cock was etched in her mind, and she couldn't help but wonder how it would feel in her hand.
 
R: (swallowing hard) So, did you have groceries for making biriyani.
 
A: ya I...... I have. she stood and walked to kitchen.
 
R: are you going to prepare now?
 
A: no... to put your clothes to dryer.
 
R: ok
 
She went to near washing machine, her heart was beating fast. Reghu followed her.
A: "Let me help you with that," he offered, taking the wet lungi from her.
 
Their hands brushed together, sending a jolt through both of them. She put his hirt and pant in dryer along with lungy and started to spin. Reghus cock was in semi erect condition and make a small tent on the towel. Ashima tried not to look at it. that time she heard her son Rohan crying.
 
A: Reghu after stop this put your cloth on that rope.
 
R: ok Ashima. She ran towards the bedroom. Rohan was sat on the bed and crying. She consoled him and give a toy to him. then come back to dining area and pour the milk in to glass from flask and take to bedroom. Reghu put the dress on the rope and come back to living room. Because of he wearing the towel only he dont went towards Rohan. He checked his mobile. it was 3:55pm. After half an hour Ashima come back after Rohan slept and went to kitchen. He went there and said.
 
R: Ashima dont bothered about me. I was just joking, i dont need chicken biriyani.
 
A: No problem Reghu, I promised you already.
 
R: Ok then allow me to help you to prepare.
 
A: ok done. You sit here. I will start.
 
R: sure Ashima. (He sat on the chair)
 
Ashima moved around the kitchen with an awkward grace, her thoughts racing. She was aware of the precarious situation she had found herself in, but she couldn't ignore the thrill of having Reghu so close to her in such a vulnerable state. The kitchen was filled with the aroma of spices and rice, a stark contrast to the tension simmering between them. Reghu watched her, his eyes taking in every move she made, his thoughts wandering to the hidden desires he knew they both felt.
 
She give some veg to chopping, which was in fridge. He took the knife and chopped the vegetables. He was trying to cut it into small pieces. But his mind was on her. She noticed that and took the knife from his hand.
 
A: "Reghu, your mind is somewhere else, you might cut your hand."
 
R: "I'm sorry Ashima, I'm just a little distracted." He blushed, looking away from her.
 
Ashima couldn't help but feel a twinge of pity for him, as well as a spark of desire. She knew that the attraction was mutual, but she didn't want to be the one to make the first move. She decided to change the subject, hoping to ease the tension.
 
A: "I never think you will hit 50 pushups" She said with a chuckle, trying to lighten the mood.
 
R: "Thats because of daily practice"
 
A: good...
 
R: do you like muscular body?
 
A: "Its not about muscles, Reghu. Its about health and fitness." She replied, avoiding his gaze as she stirred the pot of bubbling biriyani.
 
R: but I like, Thats why I maintain my body.
 
A: Thats good for you.
 
R: "Who is your favorite actor?
 
A: Hrithic Roshan
 
R: Ha ha you told me you dont like muscles but Your fav is Hrithik Roshan, What an irony.
 
A: I like muscles but i dont concentrated on mucles,
 
R: Ashima, I understand that Vivek sir is thin, that's why you try to hide your likes. Again his words humiliated on her husband. She felt a little resentful, but she knew Raghu was right.
She dont replied back. Sensing that Reghu said.
 
R: ohh sorry Ashima I didnt meant about Vivek sir.
 
A: but you are right Reghu, I like muscular body but Vivek has tried his best but he can't exercise for long. His body is too weak to do that. It's not his fault, it's just inherited. But I loved him not because of his beauty.
 
R: I understand miss.
 
A: he loved me... he supported me.... and he lived for me.... I miss him a lot.... Because of our situation we are living separately Raghu.... She started crying....Her inner anguish came out in tears. Reghu dont know what to do. He was feeling guilty for what he said about Vivek. He went to her and hold her hand.
 
R: Ashima I am sorry. I didn’t know that it would hurt you so much. She leaned on his muscular bare chest and sobbed. Reghu felt her warmth and the softness of her breasts pressing against him. He wrapped his arms around her, trying to comfort her. he smelled the fragrance of her hair. He felt the urge to kiss her neck and tell her everything will be okay. But he knew that was crossing the line.
 
A: It’s okay Raghu. I shouldn’t have said that. She wiped her tears and took a deep breath. You don’t have to apologize. I know you didn’t mean it.
 
R: But I do. I should have thought before speaking. He looked at her with a sincere apology in his eyes.
 
A: Thank you for being here for me, Raghu. You’re a good person. She gave him a gentle pat on the back. They stood there in the kitchen, their bodies close, sharing a moment of silent understanding. due to her touch and smell, his cock erected partially and hit on her stomach. She feel his cock and look into his eyes with surprise.
 
R: Ashima, I'm sorry. It’s just that I care about you. He stepped back, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment.
 
A: It’s okay. I know you do. She took a step back, her hand lingering on his bare chest before dropping it. They both knew they were treading on dangerous ground, but the attraction was undeniable.

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