Adultery Priya Didi

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Sirisha’s First Step: Removal of Neetu’s Bra



Neetu, ever poised, tilted her head back slightly, offering a soft sigh that ruffled the fine strands of hair escaping from its loose braid. “Ready, beta?” she murmured, her voice laced with amusement and a playful tenderness that sent shivers down Sirisha's spine.
 
The small sound hung in the room like a bell, gentle and insistent, an invitation and a promise.
 
Inside, Sirisha’s thoughts were racing. Was she really ready? Every instinct told her this was forbidden, too close, too intimate.
 
And yet… the warmth in Neetu’s eyes made it feel less like a test and more like a blessing.
 
Ravi took one of Sirisha’s hands in his, leading it towards Neetu who sat perched on the edge of the couch with a graceful poise that belied her anticipation.
 
He lowered their joined hands to hover just above Neetu’s chest, allowing Sirisha to feel the smooth curve of her body beneath the silken fabric of her bra.
 
For Ravi, the sight was almost overwhelming. He had dreamed of intimacy with Neetu countless times, but never had he imagined guiding Sirisha, innocent, hesitant Sirisha, into this same sacred space.
 
His breath caught in his chest. It was too much and yet not enough.
 
“Just like this,” he whispered, his thumb gently stroking the back of her hand as if guiding a hesitant bird towards its nest. “See how she moves?”
 
Sirisha inhaled sharply, caught between shyness and curiosity. She could feel Neetu’s gentle rise and fall with each breath, a subtle pulse that throbbed beneath her fingertips. It was warm, soft, real, a stark contrast to the delicate, almost shy warmth of Ravi’s touch on her hand.
 
Inside her head, a thousand images clashed: Bhabhi in her sarees, arranging flowers… Bhabhi laughing in the kitchen… and now Bhabhi here, under her touch, her chest lifting, alive. The past and present blurred until only the sensation remained.
 
Neetu offered Sirisha an encouraging smile, tilting forward slightly. “Feel them,” she murmured against Sirisha's ear as if sharing a secret just between them. “See how they respond?”
 
For Neetu, the moment was strangely exhilarating. She had always been the one in control, admired, watched.

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