Adultery Jaya - young college teacher

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Update-41

Next  Day (Wednesday)

(continued from Last post....)

Both Jaya and Javed open their eyes when the alarm rings in the morning around 7:30am. She sat up in bed, the morning light streaming through the curtains, illuminating Javed's peaceful face. Javed looked at her body curve. He felt the satisfaction from the night before was undeniable. He sat up as well on the bed. Jaya just smiled and walked towards the bathroom. Javed looking at her naked ass. His morning erection become more hard. She disappear in the bathroom. His eyes waiting for her. After some times Jaya come out from the bathroom by wrapped towel around her breast. She saw his little hard cock and smile.

J: Javed, dont you want to go to home. Your mother will looking for you.

Jav: ye... yes miss.... saying this he stood on the floor and then collect his dried cloths and ran in to the bathroom. The water drop still flowed out through Jayas panty from the broken pipe. Seeing the panty in the pipe hole, a naughty smile spread on his face. Then he finished his activity in bathroom and wear his dress and come back to room. Jaya was in the bathrobe that he used previous night. She was waiting for him with two cup of coffee. Javed had his coffee.

J: Javed you go now, I want to ready to go to duty. with half mind he told ok and walked towards the door after pick his small bag. When he reached near the door she called.

J: Javed.. he looked back.... "Just erase everything what was happened yesterday night" with a naughty smile she winked at him.

Javed nodded, understanding the weight of their secret. He took a deep breath and walked out of the room, the scent of their passion still lingering in the air. As he stepped out into the fresh morning, he couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and fear. The thrill of the forbidden was addictive, but the reality of their situation was never far from his thoughts.

Jaya watched him leave, the towel slipping slightly to reveal her bare shoulder. She let out a sigh and turned her attention to getting ready for the day ahead. Her thoughts were a whirlwind of emotions: guilt for her actions, fear of being caught, and a strange sense of longing for the innocent yet intense pleasure they had shared.


She ready by wearing a salwar kamiz. Later she take her car and drove to the education department for the exam duty.

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On the other hand at Ashima's college. Reghu was at the gate, When Ashima came to college, two other teachers are with her and she didnt looking at Reghu. Reghu felt pain in his heart. After the exam started. Reghu messaged her "Ashima, can you come to washroom area like yesterday. I will wait there" after sending this he went to the washroom area and waited there. but there is no response or she not came. When he is about to return back he got a message from her. "sorry I cant come now" he didnt replay black anything and went back to the gate.


Evening when Ashima went back to her home, she checked Reghu there at the gate, but she didnt find him. SHe got the seat in bus, while traveling in bus her thoughts drifted to the last night. The way he gave pleasure to her, the way he was caring about her needs and her orgasm was something she never felt in her life. She felt guilty, ignoring his message of invitation today, she dont want to see him with her colleague Jaya. She dont know why, but she want him only by her side. She feel selfish. When she reached home, she went to day care and come back with Rohan. Evening around 7:00pm Vivek called her. She was upset, she wanted to relax, She want care now. But Vivek was ready to go out with his room mate. He calling her to inform about that. Ashima felt angry on Vivek. She cut the call and leaned back on the sofa. "how can he do that to me, I sacrifice my life for him, I he went abode for us, but how he cant understand my feeling, why he cant read my sadness from my face and my words?", she thought. She took a deep breath and took Rohan in her arm.

Meanwhile, Reghu was at the college gate, feeling a mix of anger and despair. He had hoped to see her today, to apologize for his mistake and explain his feelings. But she had ignored him, and it felt like a knife to his heart. He knew he had to do something to make things right between them. He dont want to loose Jaya and Ashima now. He know both women need care for their mental and physical need. He know he started all these with lust, but now it was more than that. It was about love and care.


He waited patiently, but he cant control. he took his mobile and called Ashima. He dont know want to say, but he called her. On the other end, Rohan was slept and she prepare bed for him. That time she heard her mobile buzzed. He know it is Reghu, because she set separate ringtone for him to identify. She make rohan slept on the bed and ran towards the living room and attend the call.

A: she try to say hello. (but she cant say anything with excitement, her throat become dry. some humming sunds comes out from her mouth)

R: Ashima... are you ok ? Did I disturb you ?

A: No... I mean... Yes, Reghu... I am fine. I was just... busy with Rohan.

R: I know you are busy. I just wanted to talk to you for a moment. I am feeling bad that you ignored me today. I know you dont want me with Jaya, but she also trust me and same situation like you. She also betrayed in her married life, I want to be honestly with you. Thats why I said everything ,but I didn't mean to hurt you.

There was a silence on the line that stretched like a tightened thread, both of them holding their breath.

A: Reghu... I am sorry too. I know you didn't mean it. But I was just... confused. I don't know how to handle all these emotions.

R: I understand. I am here for you, Ashima. Whatever you need, I am here. I will do anything to make you happy.


Her heart softened at his words. She knew he was sincere, that he truly cared for her. But she also knew that she couldn't keep leading him on. She had to tell him the truth, no matter how much it hurt.

A: Reghu, I don't think we can continue like this. If Jaya know about this she feel bad on you and me. She will think I betrayed her.

R: Ashima, I understand what you concern about. But after I step out from your home yesterday, I understand how much I love you as I love Jaya. But you know what? I will never let any harm to Jaya. I will keep her happy and you too. I just want to be with you both. I know it's strange, but I can't live without both of you.

A: Reghu, I... I don't know what to say.

R: Its not only about physical need, but its about love and care. Do I seem to be taking advantage of you, a young wife living alone? No. I understand you are feeling guilty. But what about your needs? Your love and care? You are a woman, you have your needs too. And I can satisfy those needs.

A: "Reghu... I don't know. I'm just so confused." She whispered into the phone, her voice trembling with emotion. "I want you, but I can't risk losing Jaya's friendship or hurting her."

R: "See you say that you need me, how can I avoid you Ashima. You also a women like Jaya. Both relations are same for me. If you worry about Jaya, we can keep our relation from her. I will never told her about as I told you about her"

A: "But Reghu"

R: "Ashima, please trust me. We can manage this."


Ashima sighed, her mind racing with thoughts. The truth was, she did need him. The past few weeks had been a whirlwind of emotions, and Reghu had been her rock through it all. But she couldn't bring herself to betray Jaya, not after all they had been through together. She took a deep breath and made a decision.

A: "Okay, Reghu. But we have to be careful. We can't let this ruin our friendship with Jaya."

R: "I promise, Ashima. I will always protect both of you. And I will never let you down."

A: "Thank you Reghu" she whispered, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. "Did you finish your dinner ?"

R: "No Ashi... I am going to prepare now"

A: "Then come here, we can dinner together" she said with concern.

R: "Its ok Ashi... you can bring that tomorrow. I will wait at washroom area"

Ashima felt blush. She rember the incident happened in washroom area before. Reghu want to be with here in that night, but he know, she must need a breathing spce to relax.

A: OK Reghu I will bring something special for you.

R: Then good night Ashima, see you tomorrow.


A: Good night Reghu. He ended the call and Ashima sat on her sofa, staring into space. The weight of her decisions pressed down on her, but she was also excited about the prospect of seeing Reghu again. She had never felt so alive, so wanted. Her mind wandered to the taste of his kiss, the feel of his strong hands on her body. She slid her hand between her thighs, feeling the warmth and wetness there. She knew she couldn't resist much longer. Then tension between them vanished and both slept peacefully.

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Same day evening at Jaya's place. Jaya drove back to the hotel and parked her car. When she reached her room, she see  the room is clan and arranged. She undressed and went to bathroom and see the broken pipe is replaced and cleaned the bathroom. She understand that Javed replaced the new pipe and a smile spread on her lips by thinking of last night incident. After a hot shower she come back to room and wear a sleeveless nighty without bra, but panty. She prepare a coffee and walked to the balcony. That time her mobile rings in her hand. She looked at the screen and her face turned in a mixed expression. That was a video call from her husband Mahesh. She walked back to the room and sat on the sofa and attend the call. She dont show any excitement to him but she acted very excited.

M: Hiii dear its been long time.

J: ya its long time Mahesh. how are you. (her voice was stern, not mixed any excitement in that)

M: fine dear, Today I got chance to come to shore.... got one day leave for shopping. So me and my friends came here.

J: ohh thats good. Did you finish shopping? she asked with a fake smile.

M: yeah i finished, but my friends dont, I think you know him. Albert, he came india for wedding of our colleague. See" He switch to rear camera and show Albert sitting opposit to him around the table. Then switch back the front cam and showed the girl sat beside him "See this is Christina,his girl friend"

C: "hii Jaya... How are you. He talked about you a lot to us. You are so beautiful." Christina said to Jaya in Philipine accent.

Jaya felt anger on Mahesh by seeing Christina with him. But she manage to normal and with fake smile

J: Thank you, how are you.

C: Ya we need to buy something more and go back.

J: ok ok take care. That time the camera come back to Mahesh's face.

M: Jaya its look like you are in some other place. (He asked with a doubt)

J: Ya its a hotel room, I came here for the exam duty, and they arranged this room for me.

Mahesh got angry that she dont informed him about that she left for exam duty. He sat up from the chair and walked to washroom and said.

M: "Jaya why dont you inform me, that you have duty and you will stay in a hotel?"

Jaya lost her control and shouted back.


J: "Why Mahesh, why I need to inform you, You are my husband only in records, you never care me, how many times I messaged you, you watched those messages and never replay back. Now you call me after a month or more and showed that you are busy with your friends. I am really broken Mahesh, I cant.......... you never care my emotion Mahesh... you live your own life, and your parents are also not care me, they event didnt call me or message me after they left from the flat. I am alone. And now you shouting at me." Jaya's voice was trembling with anger and sadness. She wiped a tear from her cheek.

M: "Jaya... I am sorry, I didn't know. You know my job, I was busy."

Jaya sighed heavily. She knew his excuses well. She felt like a fool for hoping that he would change, that he would come home one day and make her feel loved again. But she had moved on, finding comfort and love in the arms of others, even if it meant hiding it from everyone she knew. That time she heared the door unlocked. She looked at there and Mani walked inside and she hold the phone below her neck and kept her finger on her lips and gestures him to be silent.

M: "I am not scolded you to go there for your duty. I felt bad that you didnt inform me"

Mani walked in and closed the door without making any sound and sat opposite to her. Jaya dont replay back to Mahesh.


M: "Jaya I cant came back for 5 more months. please understand. I purchase a necklace for you"
Jaya's eyes met Mani's, and she saw the understanding in his gaze. He knew the pain she was feeling, and it was his presence that kept her from breaking down.

J: i dont need your gift Mahesh, do your job and make money, dont care about me. I will live alone. I am happy alone, dont worry about me" she said with angry face, her eyes never leaving Mani's comforting gaze.

M: "But Jaya, you know how much I miss you"

Jaya felt a pang of anger, knowing it was a lie.

J: "Mahesh dont talk too much, I dont want your apology, go and enjoy with your friends. your albert and your Christina." she said with sarcasm.

M: "What do you mean Jaya? Are you okay?"

Jaya felt the tension rising in her chest, but she held it in, not wanting to reveal her true feelings over the phone. She dont say anything.

M: Jaya please understand I am here for our future.

J: Enough Mahesh.... I understand. Now I am not in a mood to talk to you. You say these lie to your parent's not tome. You love your work and your friends. Dont act like this. She said, her voice filled with sadness.

M: Jaya, please. I'm sorry if I hurt you. I'll make it up to you when I come back. I'll bring you the best necklace from here, and I will take you to the best places.

Jaya looked away from the phone, unable to hold back her tears any longer. Mani walked over to her, and kneeled on the floor before her and placed his hand on her bare thighs.


J: "Just shut your lie Mahesh." she cant control her anger. Mahesh got angry and shouted to her.

M: "shut up bitch. You dont know the feeling of a Man. I am here struggling for our future life, but you never think that, You never consider me when I am there, You need to learn how to satisfy a Man. You are just a useless slut."

Her cheeks burned with humiliation. Mahesh had never talked to her like that before. It was like a slap in the face, waking her up from the illusion she had been living in. She felt a storm of emotions—pain, anger, and a sudden rush of defiance. She didn’t deserve to be talked to like that.

J: “How dare you call me that?” she spat out, her voice trembling with fury. “I’ve always been there for you, supporting you through everything. And this is how you repay me?”

M: "You don’t know what I’ve been through. You don’t know how it feels to be surrounded by temptation every day. And now, you’re acting like you’re the victim? You’re the one cheating, Jaya!, Now you're screaming like a street whore to fuck me with a dick in your pussy."

The venom in Mahesh's words stung deeper than any slap could. Jaya felt the rage boil inside her.

J: “If I am a slut, its because of you Mahesh, you are not a man, you dont know how to satisfy your wife" she spat back, the anger in her eyes.

M: "Oh really?" he sneered, his hand gripping the phone tightly.

J: "You go and fuck your Christeena and she will satisfiece you bastard. I don’t need you or your sorry excuses for a dick." she hung up the phone in fury.

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she took a deep breath to calm herself. Mahesh is on fire.

M: Yes bitch I fucked her, and she know how to satisfy a man, She know I am a man. You are a useless bitch. He spit the truth. She know how to treat me.

Jaya’s heart shattered into a million pieces. The words echoed in her mind, a painful reminder of the truth she had been ignoring for so long. The realization that she had been a mere pawn in Mahesh's game of infidelity was too much to bear.

J: "You’re despicable," she managed to whisper through clenched teeth. "I’ve had enough of this shit."

M: "Who knows, you're the girl who opens your legs for the cocks around you. Who know you took hotel room to fucked by the hotel cleaner" he laughed.

Jaya felt the blood rush to her face, his words cutting deep. But she knew she had to maintain her composure.

J: "You're wrong," she said with surprising calmness, wiping her tears. "I have fucked by many real men bastard. You are very waste in my life"


M: "You bitch, Shut your mouth" he cant control his anger and throw the phone away. The i phone hit on the washroom floor and cracked the screen. He walked out from the washroom, Christina was waiting outside for him. She heard everything. She also felt little happy that there will be a chance to be with her real lover permanently. 
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 At hotel room Jaya throw the phone to the sofa and cried. Mani stand up and sat beside her and consoled her. He knew she was in pain, but he didn’t know the full truth. He just knew she had a fight with her husband.
 
M: "Its okay miss, everything will be fine." He pat on her shoulder.

J: "No Mani, it’s not fine. It will never be fine." she looked into his eyes, searching for understanding.

M: "Tell me what happened? Maybe I can help you."

J: "You can't help me with this Mani. It’s just that my marriage is falling apart."

M: "But why? Did something happen? did he know abot me?" Mani afraid

J: "It’s not that Mani. if I allow you to fuck me, its only because of him. He never satisfice me. And I find his sex relation with that slut Christina"

M: "miss now I understand. You dont waste your young life for that bastard. I am with you. I will satisfies you when you need"

J: "Its not only for the physical satisfaction Mani. Its about love and care."

M: "Dont you feel my love and carer miss?" Mani's voice was soft, filled with a sincere concern that Jaya hadn't expected.

J: "It's different, Mani. You're a good boy, but it's not the same. You're my friend than my student, and I don't want to ruin that." She took a deep breath, trying to compose herself.

M: "But I want to be more than that. I want to be there for you, in every way." He leaned in closer, his hand moving to her cheek.

J: "I know you do, but it's complicated. I dont want to give a chance to public to say I am a bad women" She said seriously.

M: "So you're telling me to stay away from you?" Mani's voice was filled with a mix of sadness and hope.

J: "No, I'm not telling you to stay away. I just don't know how to handle this situation. I have feelings for you, but I also don't want to betray your young life also."

M: "You're not betraying anyone. You helped me to teach the real sex and I helped you to satisfy your need"

J: "I know that but people are not going to understand that." She took his hand into her lap and squeezed it tightly. "But I appreciate what you do for me and be with me when I am alone"

Mani nodded, understanding the weight of her words. He leaned in and kissed her forehead gently. "I'll always be with you Miss" He whispered.

Jaya felt a warmth spread through her body. She looked into his eyes, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. "Thank you, Mani."

The silence between them was filled with unspoken truths and unresolved tensions. both looked in to each other. Mani whispered at her.


M: "dont you want to take revenge on your bastard husband" He asked, his eyes filled with a strange mix of lust and care.

She understand what he means also she feel happy to listen bad words on Mahesh from Mani. Mani slowly leaned towards her face.

M: "You know what, I'm here for you." He whispered, his warm breath tickling her ear.

J: "Thank you, Mani." She sniffled, leaning into his embrace.

Their eyes met, and in that moment, the air was thick with tension. Without a word, Mani leaned in and kissed her gently. The kiss grew more passionate with each passing second, his tongue sliding into her mouth. Jaya didn't resist; she needed this connection, this validation. They broke away, both panting heavily.

M: "Let me show you how much I care." He murmured, his hand moving to the back zipper of her nighty

Jaya nodded, too overwhelmed by emotion to speak. He carefully peeled her nighty off from her upper body and makes her boobs free, her breasts spilling into his waiting hands.

M: "You're so beautiful," he said, his voice hoarse.

J: "Thank you," she murmured, her cheeks flushing. "do you think I am a slut?"

M: "No, no," He replied, stroking her hair. "You're my angel miss. That bastard dont know your value." He lowered his head and kissed her neck.

Jaya felt his kisses on her neck, and her body responded, arching into him. Mani's hands were gentle yet firm, his touch sending waves of pleasure through her. His thumbs brushing against her erect nipples. She gasped as his mouth followed the path his hands had taken.

Jaya now leaned on the backrest of the sofa and half naked. Mani moved down and take her boobs in his mouth. His tongue served her both nipple one by one. She was feeling heavenly, She felt loved, she felt wanted.

Jaya's hand slid down to his hair and creased her fingers with love. He moved down and she raise up her butt. He lowered her nighty and panty down and makes her fully naked. He kissed her belly and moved to her pussy. He took her pussy in his mouth. She was totally shaved, smelling like a fresh blooming flower. He licked her clit gently with his tongue. Jaya's legs trembled as she felt the warmth of his breath on her wetness. He nibbled her clit gently, teasing her until she was squirming on the sofa. She moaned and whispered, "Yes, Mani, yes."

Mani's tongue explored her folds, tasting her sweetness. He slid a finger inside her, feeling her tightness grip around him. "You're so wet," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "Does it feel good?" Jaya nodded, her eyes rolling back in pleasure. He pushed in another finger, his thumb circling her clit. "Oh god," she gasped as he began to move them in and out, mimicking the motion of his tongue.

He increased his pace, licking and sucking her clit as he fingered her. Jaya's moans grew louder, filling the room with the sound of their passion. She was close, so close. "I'm going to make you cum," Mani whispered, his voice a dark promise. "I'm going to make you scream my name." He sucked harder, his fingers moving faster.

Her body tightened, the tension building within her until she couldn't take it anymore. She came with a scream, her pussy contracting around his fingers as she rode out her orgasm. Mani didn't stop, continuing to lick and kiss her until she was panting and boneless, her legs shaking. He looked up at her with a smug smile, licking his lips. "You taste delicious," he said, his voice hoarse.

Jaya's cheeks were flushed, and her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath. "That was..." she started, but couldn't find the words. Mani leaned over and kissed her, tasting herself on his lips. She kissed him back with fervor, her hand sliding down to grip his cock over his pant. "It's your turn," she murmured, her voice husky with desire.

Mani's eyes darkened, and he nodded, sitting back on the sofa. Jaya kneeled before him and place her fingers on the pant button, feeling its warmth and weight. She licked her lips before slowly unzipping his pants. His cock sprang out, thick and erect, the head poking out from his brown underwear. She took a moment to admire it before leaning in to kiss the tip gently. It twitched at her touch, and Mani groaned.

Encouraged, she wrapped her lips around his shaft, taking him in inch by inch. She licked and sucked, her tongue swirling around the velvety head. Mani's hands tangled in her silky hair, guiding her, urging her deeper. She took her time, savoring the taste of him, the feel of his cock in her mouth. "Mmm, miss," he moaned, his hips jerking slightly. "You're so good at this."

Jaya looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "now I know Mani" she said, her mouth still full of his cock. She took him out of her mouth and licked the shaft from base to tip, her tongue tracing the veins. Then she took him back in, her hand pumping in rhythm with her mouth. "Do you like that?" she whispered, her voice low and seductive.

He nodded, unable to form coherent words. But he stopped her for a sec. She looked at him with question.

J: "Miss this is the wonderful view I seen in my life, Can I capture this in my mobile. I want to keep it as a memory."

Jaya's heart skipped a beat, she knew what he meant. She had never done anything like this before, but the excitement and revenge on Mahesh forced her, also the thrill of doing something so naughty with her student made her agree. She nodded and took a deep breath, ready for what was to come.

Mani quickly took out his phone, his hands slightly shaking with anticipation. He positioned the camera, making sure to get the best angle of her face and his cock. The red light blinked, signaling that the video was recording. "Begin," he murmured, his eyes never leaving hers.

Jaya leaned in closer, her eyes on the phone rear camera. She licked her lips, then took the pink mashrum head of his black cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it. He groaned, his hips bucking slightly. She began to bob her head up and down, her hand wrapping around the base of his shaft. She could feel him growing harder with every stroke of her tongue.

Mani's eyes rolled back in his head as she took more of him in, her cheeks hollowing out as she sucked him deep. He whispered words of encouragement, his hand resting gently on the back of her head. "That's it, Miss," he moaned, his voice strained with pleasure. "Just like that."

Her eyes never left the rear camera, showing her own lips glide over his cock. It was a strange feeling, both arousing and empowering. She felt like a goddess, bringing him to the brink of pleasure. She took him out of her mouth, licking down his shaft to his balls. She took one in her mouth, sucking gently while her hand stroked his cock. Now his wet cock covered with her saliva rolled over her nose and tip rubbed on her eye brows.


Mani's breath hitched, and he gripped the edge of the sofa. "Oh, fuck," he hissed, his eyes squeezed shut. Jaya looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She licked back up his shaft, then took him in her mouth again, sucking harder and faster. Her hand massaged his balls, her nails lightly scratching his inner thighs.

The sounds of their intimate session filled the quiet room, the wet smacking noises of her mouth and his low moans. She was lost in the moment, the guilt and fear of being caught pushed aside by the pure pleasure of giving him what he wanted. She took him out of her mouth again, licking along the underside of his cock before swirling her tongue around the head. "Do you like this, Mani?" she asked, her voice a soft purr.

"Oh, Miss," he groaned, his eyes still glued to the phone. "It's...it's amazing."

Encouraged, she took him back in, going deeper than before. She could feel his cock hit the back of her throat, and she gagged a little, her eyes watering. But she didn't stop, she didn't want to disappoint him. She wanted to show him that she was more than just his teacher; she was a woman who could give a man what he needed.

With one hand on his shaft, she used her other hand to massage his balls, rolling them gently in her palm. His legs tensed, and she knew he was close. She sucked harder, her cheeks hollowing out as she took him in deeper, her hand pumping faster. "Come for me, Mani," she murmured, her voice muffled by his cock. "Come for your Miss."


Mani's grip on the phone tightened as he watched the video of her sucking him off, the sight of her obedience and willingness pushing him over the edge. He felt his orgasm building, his body tensing up. "I'm going to come, Miss," he warned, his voice strained. She took him out of her mouth, stroking him with her hand as she watched him, her eyes never leaving his. "On my face," she whispered, leaning back slightly.

He nodded, his breath coming in short, sharp pants. He aimed his cock at her face, and with a loud groan, he came. The first shot hit her cheek, the second her mouth. She kept her eyes open, watching him as he came, feeling the hot spurts of his cum on her skin. It was a strange feeling, but one that filled her with a sense of power and control.

As he finished, she took his cock in her mouth again, cleaning him off with slow, lingering licks. He sighed, his body relaxing into the sofa. "That was...that was incredible, Miss," he murmured, his voice filled with awe. She looked up at him, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "I'm glad you enjoyed it," she said, her voice a sultry whisper.


Mani couldn't tear his eyes away from her face, the thick drops of his cum glistening on her cheeks and chin. It was an intoxicating sight, one that made his cock twitch with the desire to do it all over again. He leaned in closer, his hand trembling slightly as he reached out to touch her face. His thumb traced the path of one of the cum trails, collecting the sticky fluid on its tip. "Open your mouth," he murmured, his voice a soft command that sent a thrill down her spine.

Jaya obeyed, parting her lips slightly. He brought his thumb to her mouth, watching as she took it between her teeth. She sucked the cum off, her eyes locked on his, and he felt his cock jerk in response. He couldn't believe he was doing this, that she was letting him do this, but the thrill was too much to resist.

As she swallowed, he couldn't help but moan. The sight of her taking his cum into her mouth, her eyes never leaving him and the camera, was the most erotic thing he had ever seen. He focused his phone at her face, the camera capturing every moment in high definition. He wanted to remember this, to savor it, to have it to watch when he was alone and craving her again.

Their breathing slowed, the only sound in the room the quiet purr of the air conditioner. Jaya sat up, wiping the remaining cum from her face with the back of her hand. She felt a mix of emotions—shame, excitement, fear—but mostly, she felt alive.

"Thank you," Mani said, his voice hoarse. "Thank you for letting me do that."


She looked up at him, her eyes shining with a mix of desire and mischief.

"It's our little secret," she whispered, her voice a seductive purr. She stood up from the couch, the soft curve of her body glowing in the dim light. He took a moment to appreciate the view, the way her breasts bounced slightly as she moved, the way her ass swayed as she walked towards the bathroom. She was a vision of pure temptation, and he knew that he would never be able to get enough of her.

Mani followed her, the phone still in his hand, recording her every move. The water in the bathroom was running, and she stepped under the shower, letting the warm spray wash over her body. He zoomed in on her face, watching as she closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation of the water on her skin. He knew that every moment they shared like this was something she would cherish, something that would keep her coming back for more.

The shower door was foggy, but he could make out the outline of her body as she washed herself. Her hands moved over her skin, caressing and soothing, as if trying to wash away the guilt that came with their actions. But every time she looked into the camera, she gave him a smile that told him she didn't regret a thing. He felt his cock twitch again, the desire to be inside her growing stronger with every passing second.


He stepped closer, the phone still filming, his hand reaching out to trace the water droplets as they slid down her spine. She shivered under his touch, turning to face him, her body wet and gleaming. He set the phone down on the sink, the recording continuing, and stepped into the shower with her. "Miss," he murmured, his hand cupping her cheek, "I want you."

Their kiss was deep and passionate, their bodies pressed together under the spray of the water. Her hands roamed over his chest, her nails digging in slightly as she pulled him closer. The camera recorded it all, a silent witness to their secret love affair that was growing more intense by the minute.

As they kissed, she reached down and took his cock in her hand, stroking him gently. He moaned into her mouth, the feeling of her touch sending waves of pleasure through his body. They were lost in each other.

The water washed away the cum from her face, but it couldn't wash away the heat that had built between them. They kissed, their bodies moving together in a silent dance of lust, their hands exploring every inch of each other's skin. The camera kept rolling, capturing every moment, every touch, every kiss. It was their secret, a secret that bound them together in a way nothing else ever could.


Mani's cock grew harder in her hand, responding to her gentle ministrations. She could feel the veins pulsing, the heat of him, the power of his desire for her. His breath hitched in his throat as she stroked him, her eyes never leaving his. He groaned, the sound echoing in the small bathroom. "Miss," he murmured against her lips, "I need to be inside you."

Jaya nodded, her heart racing. She bent over the toilet tank, she expose her round ass. She placed one leg on the toilet cover, opening herself up to him. The cold porcelain was a stark contrast to the heat that was building in her pussy. She looked back at him, her eyes filled with lust. "Take me," she whispered, her voice husky with need.

Mani stepped closer, his cock fully erect now, standing proud and thick. She was taller than him, so she bent her knee little to get him better position. He positioned himself behind her, his hand guiding his shaft to her wet entrance. He pushed in slowly, watching as she took him inch by inch, her pussy stretching to accommodate him. "Oh, Miss," he groaned, his eyes rolling back in his head. She was so tight, so wet, so warm. It was like nothing he had ever felt before.

Once he was all the way in, he paused, savoring the feeling of her surrounding him. Then, with a grunt, he began to move, his hips pushing and pulling in a slow, sensual rhythm. She moaned, her hand reaching back to grip his hip, urging him deeper. The water continued to rain down on them, mixing with their sweat, creating a slick sheen on their skin.

Their conversation was a mix of dirty whispers and moans, the kind of talk that only lovers share in the throes of passion. "You like that, Miss?" he asked, his voice gruff.

"Yes," she gasped, her body shuddering with every thrust. "More, Mani, give me more."

He complied, his strokes growing faster and deeper. He could feel her tightening around him, her body preparing for release. He reached around and found her clit, rubbing it in slow, deliberate circles that made her scream with pleasure.

The camera captured it all, the slap of skin against skin, the arch of her back, the way her breasts bobbed with every thrust. It was raw, it was real, and it was theirs. They were two people caught in the storm of passion, and nothing else mattered but the feel of each other.

As he held onto her hips, guiding her movements, she leaned back, her hair falling down like a curtain around her face. The look in her eyes was one of pure ecstasy, a look he had never seen before. "Fuck me, Mani," she whispered, her voice a sweet symphony of need. "Harder."


He took her words as a command, his hands moving to her breasts, squeezing them gently before he pinched her nipples. She threw her head back, her moans bouncing off the tiles as he increased his speed, his cock sliding in and out of her slick pussy. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, a rhythmic crescendo that grew louder and more frantic with each passing moment.

Mani was stood on his foot fingers to maintain the height, and fucked her hard from behind, after some time his legs muscles got pain. He cant stay line that longer. He removed his cock from her pussy, which was making a sound like a wet sponge being pulled out of water. She turned around to face him, her cheeks flushed with pleasure and her eyes glazed over with lust. He could see the hunger in them, the need for more.

"Let me sit," he panted, his legs wobbling slightly. "I want you to ride me, Miss."

Jaya nodded eagerly, understanding what he wanted. She straddled him, her wet pussy hovering over his cock as he sat on the toilet cover. He guided her down onto him, and she gasped as he filled her up, his cock sinking deep into her warm, tight embrace. She began to rock her hips, her movements slow and deliberate at first, the sensation of him inside her making her quiver.

Their sexy conversation continued, a delicate dance of power and submission, as she took control of the pace. "Oh, yes, Miss," Mani murmured, his hands on her spongy ass, guiding her. "Ride me like you own me. Think that your every stroke on my cock will be the slap on your bastard husband's face"

Jaya's eyes lit up with a mix of anger and excitement. She had always felt undervalued by Mahesh, his constant cheating a never-ending source of pain. Now, as she rode Mani with renewed vigor, she couldn't help but let out a moan of pleasure with every downward thrust. The thought of Mahesh being belittled and humiliated fueled her passion.

"You're so much better than that bastard," she shouted, her breath hot against Mani's ear. "You know how to make a woman feel wanted."

Mani grinned, his grip tightening on her hips as he met her rhythm. "You're right, Miss," he growled, his voice thick with desire. "that bastard is a pathetic excuse for a man. He doesn't deserve you."

Jaya's pussy tightened around his cock as she heard the contempt in his voice. The idea of Mahesh finding out about this, of being humiliated by her infidelity, made her wetter than she had ever been. She leaned back, arching her back and pushing her breasts towards him.

"Say it again," she begged, her voice a desperate whine. "Call him what he is."


With a smirk, Mani obliged, his voice laced with spite and desire. "You're right, Miss. That cheating bastard Mahesh doesn't deserve a woman like you. He's just a worthless prick who can't keep it in his pants." His words were like a drug to Jaya, pushing her closer to the edge with every syllable.

Her breasts bounced in sync with her movements, and she leaned back further, giving him a full view of her face contorted with pleasure. "Oh, Mani," she moaned, her voice strained. "You're the one who makes me feel like a woman, not him."

Their eyes locked in a silent agreement of shared hatred for Mahesh, their bodies moving in a symphony of passion and rebellion. Jaya felt empowered with every degrading word that fell from Mani's lips about her husband. It was as if each curse was a declaration of victory over the man who had so callously disrespected her. Her movements grew more vigorous, her hips bucking against him, her moans louder and more needy.

Mani, on the other hand, was fueled by the power of his words. He knew how much she despised Mahesh, and the thrill of speaking ill of him while he was buried deep inside her was intoxicating. His hands slammed against the sofa cushions, his fingers digging in as if he could rip through them to the very core of Mahesh's being. He watched as her breasts swayed with the rhythm of their lovemaking, the sight making him even harder.

"You're mine now, Miss," he growled, his voice a mix of passion and anger. "Mahesh can never give you what I can. He's a coward, a cheat, a fucking asshole who doesn't know how to treat a woman."

Jaya's eyes rolled back in her head as she climbed closer to climax. The way he talked about Mahesh was like sweet music to her ears. She leaned in, her breath hot and ragged against Mani's neck. "Keep going," she whispered, her voice barely a sigh. "Call him every dirty name in the book."

Mani's response was a string of expletives that would make a sailor blush. His words were coarse and biting, a raw expression of anger and contempt that resonated with her own feelings towards her husband. "Mahesh is a spineless, good-for-nothing bastard," he hissed, his hips driving into her with renewed vigor. "A pathetic excuse for a man, who doesn't know the first thing about pleasuring a woman like you."

The room was filled with the sounds of their passionate encounter—his deep growls, her moans of pleasure, and the rhythmic slap of skin on skin. Each insult was like a declaration of war against the man who had hurt her, and with every word, she felt more connected to Mani. She could feel the tension in his body, his muscles tightening as he took out his frustrations on Mahesh through her body. It was as if she were the battleground for their silent rebellion, and she reveled in the power she had over him in that moment.

"Fuck, yes," she murmured, her nails digging into his back. "You're so much better than him. You know exactly what I need." Her words were a siren's song, pushing him closer to the edge of his own release. His strokes grew more urgent, and she matched his tempo, her hips rising to meet him. The air was thick with the scent of their arousal, and she knew that this was more than just sex—it was a declaration of her independence and her newfound power.

Her breasts bobbed in his face as she rode him, her nipples hard and pink from his earlier attentions. He leaned forward and took one in his mouth, suckling gently as she moaned, her movements becoming more urgent. She placed her hands on his shoulders for balance, her nails digging into his skin slightly as she found a rhythm that made her toes curl.

The room was filled with the sounds of their passion: her moans, his groans, the slap of their bodies coming together, and the occasional splash of water from the showerhead that had been knocked slightly askew. The scent of their arousal mingled with the steam, creating a heady, intoxicating atmosphere that only served to heighten their desire for one another.

Her breathing grew ragged as she approached climax, her pussy clenching around him with every stroke. "I'm going to come," she warned him, her voice trembling. The camera capturing her every move, every expression, every moment of pleasure.

Mani took control again, his hands gripping her hips and guiding her movements. "Come for me, Miss," he urged, his voice thick with lust. "I want to feel you come all over my cock."

As the waves of pleasure crashed over her, she let out a cry that was part pleasure, part anger. Her body convulsed around his cock, and she knew that she had never felt more alive. It was as if every orgasm she had ever faked with Mahesh was being erased and replaced with this one true, genuine moment of ecstasy.

Her orgasm crashed over her like a wave, her body convulsing as she came hard. She threw her head back, her mouth open in a silent scream, her eyes squeezed shut. He could feel her pussy contracting around him, and it was all he could do not to follow her over the edge.

As the tremors of her climax subsided, she leaned forward, her breasts pressing into his chest. They kissed, their tongues dancing together as their bodies continued to move in unison. He could feel his own orgasm building, his cock swelling and pulsing inside her.

With one final, deep thrust, he released his seed, filling her up as he groaned into her mouth. She collapsed against him, her body limp with pleasure. They remained that way for a few moments, their hearts hammering against each other's chests, the water from the showerhead now a gentle caress against their overheated skin.

After her breath become norman, she lift her ass afrom him and removed his cock from her pussy. She watched as he pulled out, a string of cum connecting them briefly before breaking and dripping onto the floor. She couldn't help but feel a sense of power, knowing she had the ability to make him come so hard.

They both stood up, their bodies glistening with sweat and water. Jaya grabbed the shower gel and began to wash Mani's back, her hands moving in slow, deliberate circles. He leaned into her touch, his muscles relaxing under the gentle pressure. The intimacy of the moment was not lost on either of them; this was more than just a physical release—it was an emotional one as well.


As they rinsed off, Jaya couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions: guilt for what she had done with Mani, fear of being caught, and a strange, twisted thrill that came from the secrecy of it all. But she pushed those thoughts aside, focusing instead on the warmth of the water and the way it cascaded down their bodies.  That time notification came in his phone that battery low 20%. Both looked at the phone. He winked at her and  took the phone and turn off the camera. He saved the video. She watched as he carefully placed the phone back on the sink, then turned to face her.

"Miss, I don't know what to say," Mani said, his voice low and rough. "That was... incredible."

Jaya couldn't help but smile, despite the weight of their situation. "Thank you," she murmured, her voice soft.  Mani joined with her in shower. She felt his hands on her hips, guiding her back towards him. His cock was already hard again, and she couldn't help but feel a thrill at the thought of what was to come.

Later they stepped out of the shower. Jaya wrapped herself in a towel, the warm fabric enveloping her like a comforting embrace. Mani followed suit, and they walked into the bedroom where their clothes were scattered across the floor. Jaya picked up her phone, noticing the time—it was about 8:15pm. Mani come around 7:00pm. So they enjoyed around 1 hr. Jaya picked her panty and nighty, Then about to wear it. Mani stopped her.

J: Mani Javed may be come.


M: No miss, his mother is hospitalised now, she he is there.

J: Hospital, why you dont tell me ?

M: I came here to tell you about that. But the situation was different. saying this Mani pull her towards him and both fell on the sofa.

J: Dont you have duty.

M: yes but I can manage" he winked at her.

J: what happened to his mother.

M: Nothing just a fever, the temperature was high and she have high BP, so they admitted there.

J: oh, I am sorry to hear that. She will be okay?

M: Yes miss, doctor said she will be fine.

J: Good.

M: miss are you ok now ? lets forgot about your bastard husband. He whispered in her ear as he licked the water droplets from her neck.

J: Yes, Mani. I just want to forget everything. She responded with a tremble in her voice.

M: I am here for you, always. He said, his eyes filled with concern and lust. He knew that she needed this escape from her troublesome life. He kissed on her forehead and said

M: "Miss if I ask you one thing, can you tell me the truth ?"

J: "Of course, Mani. What is it?" she replied, her curiosity piqued.

M: "What happened yesterday night with you and Javed?" Mani's voice was low and gentle, but the question hung heavy in the air.

Jaya's eyes widened, and she felt a twinge of guilt. She hadn't expected him to bring that up, not so directly. She took a deep breath before responding.

J: "Well,,,,,,,,,,,,." She tried to keep her voice casual, but her heart was racing. Mani understand that and said


M: "Miss I know something, but not fully, Today afternoon I came here to clean this room and repair the bathroom valve." saying this he leaned and took his pant and pull out her wet panty from the pocket. She looked at the panty. That was the same panty Javed inserted in the broken pipe. Jaya felt blushed.

M: Dont be blushed miss. We know each other I will not blame you, and he is my best friend. Even he fucked you also, i dont have any problem. yesterday I said you to help him. dont you remember ?

Jaya nodded, feeling a mix of relief and fear. She knew that Mani was a good person and would understand, but the fact that he had found the panty was a stark reminder of the risks they were taking.

M: and I found the stain of fresh semen on the bedsheet. That was not mine. Please miss tell me. How it come there? Did he fucked you?" Mani asked with a hint of concern and curiosity.

Jaya felt a knot in her stomach as she realized that she couldn't keep her secret from Mani forever. She took a deep breath and decided to tell him the truth. "Yes, Mani. Javed came here last night. We talked, and.............(She explained everything)............things got out of hand."

M: "Miss, why you hide this from me? Did you forget that I am your naughty friend?" His voice was gentle, but there was an edge to it that she hadn't heard before.

J: "I'm sorry, Mani. but it happens, I was not ready for that. Because of his innocence I tried to help him" She looked down, avoiding his gaze.


M: "Miss, it's okay. I understand. and I am happy with it." He handed her the panty, his voice soft but firm. "Now tell me, did you enjoy it?"

Jaya looked up at him, her eyes searching his face for any sign of anger or judgment. "Yes, I did," she admitted, her voice barely a whisper. "It was different with him."

M: "How was it different?" His question was simple, but it hung in the air between them, loaded with unspoken meaning.

J: "He was...gentle and with fear. He listened to me, made sure I was comfortable." She paused, remembering the way Javed pleased her pussy ith his tongue and fingers.

M: "Miss, he was not experienced. Why dont allow him to insert in your pussy" He was caressing her cheek.

J: "I was bot okk with him to do real action" she said, her voice filled with concern.

M: "Miss, I want to make him a man, and I wish you do sex with him and me together. A threesome sex. I am sure it will give you the most pleasure you experienced before" hearing that a shiver went through her body. She felt the heat rising in her cheeks, and she knew her pussy was getting wet again.

Jaya's eyes widened in surprise. The thought had never occurred to her, but the more she considered it, the more intriguing it became. The idea of watching Mani guide Javed, teaching him how to pleasure her properly, was both thrilling and slightly terrifying. It was a taboo fantasy she had never allowed herself to indulge in.

J: "Mani, I don't know if I can do that," she said hesitantly, her heart racing.


M: "Miss, trust me. I will make sure everything is fine. We will do it in a way that no one will get hurt. We will keep it as our secret, our little adventure." He leaned in closer, his breath warm against her ear. "Just think about it, the three of us, naked, exploring each other's bodies."

The vision played out in her mind: Javed's eager eyes, Mani's strong hands, and her in the center, guiding them both. Her nipples hardened at the thought.

J: "Okay, I will think about it," she murmured, her voice thick with desire.

M: "Good Miss," Mani said with a knowing smile.

J: "But did he told to anyone?" Jaya asked, a hint of worry in her voice.

M: "Never Miss, He afraid on me." He rubbed her erect nipple between his fingers.

J: "OK Mani, but I want it happened naturally, I dont want him to know that we planned this." she said, her voice trembling slightly.

M: "Of course, Miss. I'll take care of everything," he assured her, his eyes filled with excitement and anticipation.

Jaya couldn't shake off the feeling of guilt as she thought about the implications of a threesome with Javed. It was one thing to have an affair with her former student and his best friend. Yet the idea of having two men worship her body was intoxicating, a fantasy she had never dared to voice.

M: "Shall we do one more round miss?" He whispered in her ear with a smirk.

J: "Mani,I am tired now," Jaya protested weakly, her body still humming from their previous encounters.


M: "Come on, Miss. Just one more. We'll make it quick, I dont get more chance after you left here when the exams are over" he coaxed, his hand sliding down to her wet pussy.

Manis hand touched her pussy and she felt the heat from his touch. She looked at him with a mix of confusion and lust. She knew that it had to be the right one. But in that moment, all she could think about was the way his touch made her body react. She took a deep breath and nodded slowly. "Okay," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Mani leaned in and kissed her, his tongue sliding into her mouth as he fingering her. Her body responded immediately, her nipples hardening.

His eyes full of understanding and lust. He pushed her down onto the bed and spread her legs wide, positioning himself between them. He licked her pussy gently, savoring the taste of her juices. She moaned softly, her hands tangling in his hair. He sucked on her clit, flicking it with his tongue before sliding two fingers inside her. She was already so wet and tight around him, her walls pulsing as he moved his fingers in and out.

Her breath hitched as he began to pump his fingers faster, curling them slightly to hit that sweet spot inside her. He could feel her getting closer, her body tense and quivering with anticipation. He added a third finger, stretching her even more, and she bucked her hips up to meet him. "Oh god, yes," she murmured, her eyes rolling back in her head.


He knew she was close, so he stopped abruptly, making her whine in protest. He smirked and climbed up her body, kissing her deeply as he lined his hard cock up with her entrance. He pushed in slowly, feeling her tighten around him, and she wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him deeper. He began to move, setting a steady rhythm that had them both moaning with pleasure.

Her walls clamped down around him as she came, her orgasm rippling through her body and causing her toes to curl. He followed soon after, his own release filling her up as he thrust one last time before collapsing on top of her, both of them breathing heavily.

They lay there for a moment, their bodies entwined and hearts racing.

J: "Are you happy now, Mani," she said, her voice still husky from their passionate encounter.

M: "More than words can say, Miss," he replied, kissing her neck.

Jaya felt a warmth spread through her body as she looked into his eyes. They layed there for some time. That time his phone buzzed. He picked it up and saw that it was call from his uncle.

M: hello... uncle
......
M: uncle I will come. ok.... ok....

He cut the call

M: Miss my uncle is waiting at the bus stand, I want to bring him back to my room, He will go back tomorrow.

J: Okay Mani, You can leave. He kissed her forehead gently and helped her to stand up. Jaya dressed in her nighty. Mani wear his clothes and kissed her. She followed her till the door and he give kiss and went out. She closed the door and come back to her bed. She feeling free. The lights in the room turned off. She drifted to sleep after a satisfied body and mind.


Continue..........!!!