Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

Sirisha's Bedroom and Her Perfume


Ravi was still adjusting to the feel of Sirisha's room, sunlight filtering through the lavender curtains,

The quiet scent of rose talc and something faintly fruity in the air.

Sirisha stood near the mirror, tying her hair into a loose bun.

“You like this place?” she asked casually, catching his eye in the mirror.

Ravi smiled. “It’s… you.”

“What does that mean?” she turned around, mock frowning.

He looked around, shrugging. “A little wild. A little sweet. Very… pink.”

She picked up a small bottle from her table and wiggled it toward him.

“Perfume. Want to try?”

Ravi chuckled, backing a step. “Isn’t that dangerous? Trying a girl’s perfume?”

“Oh come on, Bhayya. It’s not poison. Just try a spray.”

She stepped forward, grinning. Before he could say anything, she lightly sprayed near his wrist.

A soft mist lingered between them.

He sniffed. “Fruity.”

“Fruity good or fruity headache?”

“Fruity tempting,” he said, locking eyes for a heartbeat too long.

She raised her eyebrows and gave a lopsided smile.

Then she said it, casually, but with unmistakable challenge.

“Try it on me then… If you’re not scared.”

His throat dried. “What?”

Sirisha turned around, lifting her hair and exposing the nape of her neck.

A smooth, glowing stretch of skin, framed by the thin strap of her crop top.

Her back arched just a little. She didn’t move.

“Just here. Don’t be shy. I won’t bite.”

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