Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

Her posture relaxed but the subtle tension in her eyes betraying the charged atmosphere between them.


Her blouse, a delicate contrast to the heavy saree, clung to her frame with effortless grace.

The low neckline of the blouse revealed just enough of her soft, smooth skin of her breasts,

Just enough to make the heat in the room rise higher.

The cleavage, where the blouse dipped, was now fully visible,

Soft curves of her breasts that led into the gentle slope of her neck, the skin glowing in the soft light.

The full allure of her low-neck blouse became undeniable.

The subtle hints of her elegant breasts  beneath the fabric seemed to whisper to him, every inch of her body,

From her shoulders to her neck, now felt like a canvas just waiting to be touched, tasted and licked.

It was as if her blouse was just a veil, hiding only enough to keep him guessing, to keep him wanting more.

The air seemed to thicken, the soft fabric of her blouse, the perfect curve of her neck,

And the warm expanse of skin all conspiring to heighten the moment.

She was no longer just a woman in a saree;

Ahe was a woman daring him to cross a line that felt like it could change everything.

And Ravi, as he gazed at her with a hunger that mirrored her own, knew that he couldn’t resist.

Neetu’s body remaining relaxed as he exposed more of her skin,

The area just above her blouse with deep cleavage now fully visible.

The syrup still clung to her neck, just below the low neckline of her blouse, inviting him closer.

He moved in closer, his breath shallow, as he leaned forward.

His mouth hovered near the sweet trail of syrup that had fallen onto her skin,

The thick, sugary substance gleaming in the soft light.

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