Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

And for the first time, Sirisha didn’t want to pull away.


She didn’t want to stop.

The wet fabric of Priya’s kurti, clinging to her body, had become a bridge between them,

A connection neither of them could deny.


When he finally pulled back, gasping for air,

His eyes closed as though he had just awoken from a dream,

Sirisha stood still, not knowing what to say.

Her body still hummed from the intensity of his touch,

And she couldn’t shake the feeling that something had irrevocably shifted.

“Bhayya…” she whispered, her voice a quiet question, unsure of what she was asking, what he had done.

“Who do you see right now? Priya Didi?”

His hands fell to his sides as he stepped back, his breath still unsteady,

Eyes opening slowly. There was rawness there, vulnerability he hadn’t shown her before.

“I... I don’t know,” he said quietly, the truth evident in his gaze.

But then, with a teasing smile, she glanced down at the kurti, the soft fabric still clinging to her body.

“Still... I think I wore it better, didn’t I?”

Ravi blinked, and for the first time since the kiss,

A laugh escaped him, a soft, almost surprised chuckle.

“Don’t push your luck,” he said, voice still low, but the tension that had gripped him was easing.

Sirisha winked, a mischievous glint in her eye. “Too late Bhayya. You already hugged me.”

Ravi’s breath was shallow, but the smile tugging at his lips carried a hint of relief.

The teasing, the tension, still hung between them, but now there was understanding.

They didn’t know exactly what had happened, but they both knew they would never forget it.

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