Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

The Perfume on Her Neck


Sirisha stood there in front of him,

Her hair lifted casually with one hand,

Exposing the elegant arch of her bare neck and upper back.

The gentle curve of her spine,

The soft glisten of her skin in the afternoon light, all of it quietly stunning.

“Just here,” she said, tipping her chin slightly.

“You can handle that, right?”

Ravi didn’t answer right away.

The small perfume bottle felt strangely heavy in his fingers now, not because of the object, but because of what it meant.

He stepped closer

His eyes dropped to the nape of her neck.

The skin was flawless, a light golden, cream tone, smooth and gently flushed with warmth.

A single mole sat just above her shoulder blade, almost like a mark he wasn’t meant to see, but she had shown it to him.

He raised the bottle slowly. 

His other hand instinctively hovered near her back, steadying himself. 

But he didn’t touch. Not yet.

He brought the nozzle close, just two inches from her skin.

He could feel the subtle heat of her body, the tension that had crept into the space between them.

He hesitated, eyes fixed on her neck.

Then... pffft   a gentle mist.

The perfume landed like a whisper.

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