Adultery Priya Didi

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She had given him the quietest of openings


A space between them that felt charged with the weight of unspoken words and unfulfilled desires.

He had noticed the way the fabric clung to her body,

Tracing the outline of her hips, the soft curve of her breasts, the faintest suggestion of what lay beneath.

Ravi’s mind had been a whirlwind of indecision then, caught in a tug-of-war between desire and caution.

She had been so close, her lips parted, her breath slow and deep,

Her eyes locked with his in that moment of shared silence.

Her words, those quiet whispers about him being dangerous, had only made his pulse race more.

He knew the pull between them was undeniable.

She wasn’t asking for permission anymore; she was simply letting him see her—really see her—and he had stood there, frozen.

Frozen in place, unable to reach out and close the gap between them.

He could have.

He could have taken that step forward, his hands moving instinctively to the buttons of her shirt, slowly, carefully, as if savoring the moment.

His fingers could have traced each button as they slowly parted, exposing her more with each inch.

She would have let him.

He knew she would have.

The air was thick with the promise of what might have come next.

But instead of moving forward, he had stayed still, waiting for something that never came.

What if I had just unbuttoned one more button?

He thinks now, the regret stinging like a burn.

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