Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

Sirisha tapped her phone again, 


Another soft, romantic Hindi track filled the air.

Old-college. Soulful. Something about it felt like a page from a time when glances held more weight than words.

She looked over her shoulder.

“Lie down if you want,” she said, half-casually, half-suggestively. “You look like you need it.”

Ravi smiled, unsure whether she meant rest or recovery from what had just happened.

Still, he lay back slowly, resting against the curve of her small, pillowy mattress.

The scent of her room was warm, like fresh cotton, body lotion, and a hint of jasmine from her hair.

She lay next to him on her side.

Not far.

Not touching.

But close enough that her arm brushed his sleeve.

Her top slid just a bit up her waist, revealing a delicate strip of fair skin.

She didn’t adjust it.

Maybe she didn’t notice.

Maybe she didn’t want to.

Her head leaned just slightly toward him.

Her hair spread across the pillow like dark silk, catching a bit of sunlight from the window.

A few strands danced near his shoulder, as if reaching for him.

The music shifted into a slower rhythm.

Ravi turned his head. And there she was.

.