Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

And as they stood there, in the thick air, the pull between them undeniable


It was clear: neither of them would ever forget this moment.

Not the shirt.

Not the way it hung on her body.

Not the way she looked at him, with everything in her eyes.

And certainly not the feeling of her body, bare, exposed, and so achingly close to his.

Her voice broke the silence again.

“Where do you dry clothes here? I don’t want your shirt to get juice on it too.”

Ravi forced himself to look away,

But his eyes lingered for just a beat too long on the way the shirt fit her.

"There's a rod near the window," he gestured toward the balcony.

"You can hang your clothes there. Mine... is fine."

She raised an eyebrow, a teasing smile curving at her lips.

"Really? You trust me to treat your favorite Friday shirt like this?"

He shrugged, his smile softening. "Seems like it chose you."

She let out a soft laugh, looking down at herself as her fingers brushed the hem of the shirt.

"Maybe it did," she murmured, but her voice held something deeper now, 

Something rawer, more vulnerable than before.

For a moment, she stared at the floor, her thoughts drifting.

The air between them felt charged, heavy with something beyond just the playful banter.

More than flirtation. More than teasing.

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