Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

The air between them was taut with something far more electric than just banter.


She didn’t respond immediately, but her grin deepened as she reached the wardrobe.

Her bare legs, soft and smooth, peeked out from beneath the shirt with every light step she took.

He couldn’t help but follow her movement with his eyes,

He knew it was dangerous, but he couldn’t look away.

“I know you’re not complaining,” she called back over her shoulder, 

Her voice light with amusement.

“That’s exactly why I’m doing this.” She opened the cupboard,

Her fingers trailing over neatly folded stacks of clothes,

The soft rustle of fabric filling the quiet room.

Her humming was so gentle, yet every sound seemed to pull him deeper into the moment.

After a few seconds, she pulled out a simple cotton kurti in a pale peach color,

Holding it up to her chest like a delicate prize.

She spun around, twirling the fabric as it caught the dim light,

The soft cotton gliding around her figure.

“This looks Priya-like enough,” she said, inspecting the kurti with exaggerated seriousness.

“Innocent. Dignified. Deceptively boring.”

Ravi raised an eyebrow, a teasing smile playing on his lips.

“It’s not boring,” he said, his voice low,

But there was something dangerous beneath the surface. “But I might miss that shirt.”

Her eyes locked onto his with a quiet challenge,

The playful spark in them turning almost predatory.

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