Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

Neetu's smile wavered for a fraction of a second


Something more vulnerable flickering in her gaze before she masked it with her usual playful demeanor.

“Enough talking,” she said, 

Her tone almost too casual.
“Let’s eat. I think you’ll find the food just as tempting as me.”

Ravi chuckled softly, his eyes lingering on her a moment longer. “I’m sure I will, Babhi.”

As they sat down, Neetu began serving the meal, placing the dishes in front of him with deliberate care.

The soft clink of the plates and the subtle movements of her hands as she served him,

The kind of attention she put into even the smallest gestures, felt almost intimate.

When she passed him the papads and pickles, her hand brushed against his, and the contact lingered for just a moment too long.

Neither of them moved away immediately, both aware of the heat that sparked between them from such a simple touch.

Ravi looked up at her, his eyes catching hers.

“I don’t think I’ve ever had a meal that looked so good, Babhi,” he said, his voice low and teasing.

Neetu’s lips curled into a soft, almost knowing smile.

“I’m glad you think so,” she replied, the words light but with an underlying weight.

“The food’s good, but I think the company makes it even better.”

Ravi’s smirk deepened. “True. True. You’re always full of surprises, Babhi.”

Neetu tilted her head, a teasing glint in her eyes. “Well, I do try to keep things interesting.”

As she sat down next to him, she noticed how his eyes kept flicking to her, lingering slightly longer each time.

Her movements felt deliberate, more sensual than necessary, but she couldn’t help it.

The tension between them felt electric, 

Like there was something unspoken they both knew but didn’t want to name.

She picked up her fork and gestured towards him.


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