Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

Inside the bathroom



Neetu leaned back against the door, 

Her chest rising and falling in slow, uneven breaths. 

Her skin was still flushed

Not just from the heat of the water, but from the heat of that lingering exchange.

Her fingers still tingled where they had touched his. 

She could feel the ghost of his fingertips on her palm, her wrist, trailing like a secret.

A small, breathless laugh slipped from her lips.

What were we even doing…?

She thought, both amused and faintly shaken.

She had meant it as playful teasing, 

A little spark to brighten the afternoon, 

Something innocent enough to pass off with a smile later.

But the way his fingers had lingered, 

The low rumble of his voice, 

The way he had said those words...

"Maybe I don’t want to wash away the memory of you."

It had made her knees weak.

And in that instant, she had felt it too, that pull, 

That magnetic temptation to lean in,

To push just a little farther, 

To see what it would feel like if their hands didn’t let go.

Her lips curved into a slow, 

Private smile as she let the water wash over her again, cooling her flushed skin.

He could have… He really could have crossed that line,

She thought, shivering at the thrill of it.

But he hadn’t.

He had stayed right at the edge, holding her gaze, 

Holding her touch, but never forcing more.

That restraint...

When she had given him every chance, made something tender bloom inside her.

He knows exactly how to play with fire without burning us both.

Her smile deepened, soft and appreciative, as she let her eyes flutter shut.

Good boy, she thought with a quiet laugh.


But God, what a dangerous one.

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