Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

She could call out to him.


She could ask him for help.

But to do so would mean opening the door,

Stepping over an invisible line.

Neetu hesitated, her breath catching.

Her fingers trembled slightly as she reached for the lock.

For a few minutes, it was bliss, just her, wrapped in warmth,

Her body hidden away from the world.

But then, with a sudden jolt, her eyes snapped open.

Her breath caught.

She looked around the little shelf in the bathroom, empty. No shampoo. No soap.

Nothing but the running water sliding over her skin.

She cursed softly, half under her breath. How could I forget?

Her phone wasn’t here either.

She had two choices, wrap herself in the towel, step out dripping wet,

And risk being seen in ways she shouldn't…

Or… call him. Ask him.

Her lips twisted into a small, amused smile,

Even as her cheeks flushed with warmth that wasn’t from the steam.

How absurd.

How daring.

How dangerous.

She moved closer to the door, water still trailing down her bare skin,

Her pulse fluttering in her throat.

Her hand hesitated on the latch for a long moment,

But from the strange, intoxicating rush of being this close to a line.

Then, slowly, she turned the lock with a soft click, barely cracking the door open.

The cool air outside rushed in, brushing against her heated skin, making her shiver.

Her damp forehead glistened, droplets beading along her temple and slipping down her collarbone.


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