Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

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She held the bowl out toward Ravi, her eyes glinting with playful mischief despite the heat that still lingered in her body.

 
“Your turn,” she murmured, her voice low, throaty from pleasure yet lightened with amusement.
 
Ravi reached in, his fingers brushing against the cool slips. For a moment he paused, the weight of anticipation pressing down on all three of them, before he pulled one free. 

He unfolded it slowly, his eyes flicking over the words.
 
A faint, knowing smile touched his lips. 

He looked first at Neetu, then at Sirisha.
 
“Sirisha’s Bra.”
 
The words landed in the room like a spark on dry wood.
 
Sirisha’s breath caught, her hands instinctively rising to cover herself even though nothing had been asked of her yet. 

Heat surged across her skin, embarrassment tangled with a rush of secret excitement.
 
To think of herself, half-bare before them, was terrifying… and yet the idea made her body thrum with a forbidden thrill.
 
Neetu tilted her head, her expression softening into something between pride and hunger. 

She reached over and touched Sirisha’s knee lightly, grounding her. “It’s your turn now, beta,” she whispered, her voice carrying the same tenderness as before, yet underscored by a teasing edge.
 
The daylight spread across Sirisha’s flushed face as her heart thundered. 

Her bra suddenly felt impossibly tight, every brush of fabric against her skin heightened by the knowledge that in just moments, it might be gone.
 
And Ravi, watching her, felt his chest tighten. 

He had never seen her like this, trembling, vulnerable, yet radiant with a kind of beauty he had never dared to imagine. 

The slip of paper in his hand trembled slightly as he realized: the game had just crossed into territory far more dangerous, far more thrilling, than before.

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