Misc. Erotica An Innocent Beauty

[Deepak.kapoor]

Temporary construction workers

As Riya and Shankar continued to explore their newfound feeling, the atmosphere shifted with the sudden entry of two new characters. They were temporary construction workers hired by Riya’s father to renovate their lavish home.


The first worker, towering at 6'2", was a striking figure with a muscular build. His skin was deep black, glistening slightly under the sun as he worked, and his deep voice resonated with authority.


The second worker was shorter but equally robust, standing at 5'9". His features were rugged, with weathered skin that told stories of years spent laboring under the sun. He had a friendly demeanor, often breaking into a wide grin that lit up his face, making him approachable despite his muscular frame.


The two temporary construction workers are named Arjun and Vikram. Arjun is the tall, strong one at 6'2", while Vikram stands at 5'9" and has a friendly demeanor.


Arjun and Vikram couldn’t help but be captivated by Riya’s beauty. They admired her grace, fair skin, and effortless charm from a distance. It was clear to them that Riya was from a completely different world—one of wealth and sophistication—which they could only hope to look at from far away, but this only heightened their fascination. Looking at Riya invoked a feeling like they were looking at a Sexy actress whom they could only watch from far away.


As the two men set up their tools and began working on the house, Riya noticed them moving about with an ease that came from experience.


The presence of the construction workers created tension in the air; she felt both excitement and apprehension. Would they interrupt her time with Shankar? Would they change the dynamic of what was unfolding between them?


As Riya observed the workers, she noticed how they occasionally exchanged glances, their eyes lingering on her. This sparked a flurry of thoughts in her mind—what would happen if they saw the intimacy shared between her and Shankar?


Shankar had also noticed the construction workers. As they arrived, he felt a slight shift in the atmosphere. While drawn to Riya, he couldn’t shake the feeling of being observed.


Riya found herself torn between two worlds—the one filled with her relationship with Shankar and the other marked by the reality of the construction workers’ presence. 


One day, they noticed Riya heading toward Shankar’s quarters. She stayed there for quite a while, and this piqued their curiosity. They exchanged glances, silently wondering what she could be doing with the driver for so long. Vikram, with his friendly grin, nudged Arjun. “Did you see that? What do you think she’s up to?”


Arjun, the more serious of the two, nodded, his brow furrowing slightly. “It’s strange. She doesn’t look like someone who’d be spending so much time with a driver. Maybe there's more going on.”


The two men decided they wanted to find out what exactly was happening. Their curiosity was not merely out of concern; there was a hint of envy as well. Shankar, though a driver, seemed to have something they didn’t—access to this beautiful young woman. It stirred something inside both men—an eagerness to uncover whatever secret lay between Shankar and Riya.


The next time they saw Riya walk towards Shankar's quarters, they decided to follow her from a distance. They crept, careful not to attract attention, their eyes fixed on her as she disappeared inside. They waited, watching from behind a corner. They wanted to know what was happening behind those closed doors.


They found a window in Shankar's quarters that was not fully closed. With a slight push from outside, they opened the window more, and now they could discreetly observe the scene inside.


As they peeked through the window opening, they were stunned to see Riya and Shankar in an intimate moment. Shankar's holding Riya, their closeness, and the passion that filled the room made it more than just a casual visit. The two men exchanged astonished glances, their eyes widening as they witnessed the scene.


Seeing an opportunity, Arjun quickly reached for his mobile phone, his hands trembling with excitement and disbelief. He opened the camera, capturing the intimate moment between Riya and Shankar. He recorded everything, from the tender kisses to the way they held each other, capturing every detail without making a sound.


Vikram whispered to Arjun, his voice a mixture of excitement and shock, “Can you believe this? The driver and the rich girl? This is unbelievable.”


Arjun nodded, his eyes still fixed as he recorded the scene before him. “This could be useful,” he muttered, a sly smile forming.


They both knew they had stumbled upon something explosive they could use. The video they captured wasn’t just a record—it was power. As they finished recording, they exchanged a knowing look, realizing that this secret could change everything. The balance of power had shifted, and they held the leverage now.


As they quietly moved away from the window, careful not to make any noise, they knew they had to decide what to do with this footage.


After her time with Shankar, Riya felt a mix of emotions—excitement, confusion, and guilt. She had just shared an intimate moment with Shankar. Her heart pounded as she returned home, trying to control her thoughts.


She carefully adjusted her dress, ensuring no one in the house would notice anything unusual. Her cheeks flushed as she walked past the workers, including Arjun and Vikram, who seemed to be going about their work. Little did she know that they had witnessed everything.


When Riya finally reached home, she went straight to her room. She needed some time alone to process everything that had happened. She closed the door, leaned against it, and deeply breathed. Her mind replayed the events in Shankar's house—his touch, his kiss, how she felt exhilarated. It was all so overwhelming.


She sat down on her bed, staring at the ceiling, her fingers absentmindedly touching her lips. The thought of Shankar and the intensity of their time together made her heart race again. She knew she was treading dangerous ground—her father’s strictness, the difference in their social status, the fact that Shankar was their family driver—it all felt wrong, yet it made her crave more.


She couldn’t help but wonder if anyone had noticed anything or if someone had seen her sneaking away to Shankar’s quarters. There was an underlying fear, but her strange thrill quickly overshadowed it. Riya couldn’t deny the attraction that had blossomed between her and Shankar.