Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

The shirt clung to her, but it also fell away,


Leaving her bare, exposed, vulnerable, her legs, her curves, her soft skin

All of it on full display in the most subtle, erotic way.

Ravi stood frozen, caught in the moment, his mind struggling to catch up.

His shirt, her skin, the wetness of her hair... it all felt too intimate. Too real.

Sirisha lifted her gaze and met his eyes, and in that instant, he saw something deeper.

That mischievous glint in her eyes was still there, but now it carried a heavier, more charged energy,

A silent admission that the space between them had shifted, had grown.

“Comfortable shirt,” she said, her voice soft, but with that playful edge he recognized.

She stretched slightly, her body shifting with the movement, and for a moment,

The fabric of the shirt rode up, just enough for him to glimpse her upper thighs,

The faint outline of her thigh where it met the fabric of her black panties.

He thought she is going to adjust and pull the shirt down...

She didn’t pull the shirt down;

Instead, she let it rest there, teasing, just enough to drive him crazy.

She tilted her head slightly, eyes glinting with something unmistakably carnal.

“I can tell it’s the shirt you wore today,” she said, her voice almost a whisper now,

Thick with the implication. “It still smells like you.”

Ravi’s breath hitched, his pulse quickening.

The weight of her words, 

Combined with the knowledge that she was wearing his shirt,

The same shirt he’d taken off just minutes before, 

Sent a wave of heat through his chest, down to his groin.

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