Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

She stretched her arms lazily


Her anklet softly jingling again as she shifted position.

“But Bhayya,” she said, suddenly grinning mischievously again,

“I swear, you’re wasting that face of yours staying single like this. 

If you were in my college, 

half the girls would have been fainting in the corridors.”



Ravi laughed, quiet but genuine.

Looking at him, then quickly lowering her gaze. “Sorry. Too much?”

“No,” he said. “It’s okay. I don’t mind.”

Sirisha tucked her legs under herself again,

Her earrings gently swinging as she moved.

“I don’t know why I ask stuff like this,” she murmured, almost to herself.

“My friends say I have no filter. But it’s not that. It’s just… with some people, you feel okay asking things.”

Ravi watched her for a moment.

The light from the window was golden now, casting soft shadows across her cheekbones, the edge of her lips.

“I don’t think that’s a bad thing,” he said.

She smiled, her eyes on his.

Outside, a scooter whizzed past. The silence that followed was warm and settled.

“You like it here?” Ravi asked. “Mumbai, I mean.”


Sirisha leaned her head back slightly.

“Honestly? I love the energy. But sometimes I miss the quiet. Our place back home has this terrace where I used to sit and do nothing for hours. Here… there’s always noise.”

“There’s noise,” he said slowly, “but sometimes… someone shows up and makes the place quieter.”

Sirisha looked at him again.



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