Adultery Cuckold looses loving wife to boss

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Inside, Sanjay was tender, honouring Arjun’s request. The bedroom, lit by soft lamps, smelled of sandalwood, its four-poster bed dbangd in white linen. He offered Priya a glass of wine, his voice gentle. “We don’t have to do this, Priya. You can leave, no questions asked.” His eyes searched hers, seeking consent, his ethics warring with desire.

Priya, her saree shimmering, took a sip, her voice steady but soft. “Arjun wants this. And… I trust you.” Her words were a lie to herself, her love for Arjun pushing her forward. She stepped closer, her fingers brushing his arm, a signal.

Sanjay’s restraint faltered. He set the glass down, his hands finding her waist, sliding the saree’s pallu off her shoulder. “You’re beautiful,” he murmured, kissing her neck, his lips warm. He slipped on a condom, his movements careful, and guided her to the bed, her blouse unhooked, her saree pooling on the floor. When he entered her, it was slow, deliberate, his breath hot against her ear as he whispered her name. Priya tensed, then shivered, her body arching, her moans escalating into screams that echoed beyond the walls. Sanjay’s rhythm quickened, their bodies syncing, her nails digging into his back. The intimacy overwhelmed her, a contrast to the gigolos’ brutality, stirring a flicker of something deeper—a connection she hadn’t expected.