Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

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Her fingers rustled through the slips of paper, deliberately slow, letting the sound stretch out the tension.

Each folded chit seemed to glow with possibility, each one another step deeper into the unknown. Ravi leaned forward unconsciously, his eyes locked on Neetu’s hands.

Sirisha’s heart pounded so loud she thought they both might hear it, her pulse quickening with nervous anticipation and yearning.
 
At last, Neetu plucked one and unfolded it, her eyes scanning the words. Her smile spread wider, more wicked.
 
“Sirisha’s… panties.”
 
The room seemed to shudder. Sirisha’s breath caught in her throat, her entire body stiffening. Heat rushed through her, flooding her cheeks, her chest, even the tips of her fingers.
 
Her panties. Her last piece of clothing. Her last defense. The only fragile barrier protecting her womanhood.
 
She would be the first to stand naked in that room, once they remove this, bare before Neetu Bhabhi and Ravi Bhayya. Her complete body, the one she had hidden from everyone all her life, would be on display before their eyes.

She felt as though every secret she had ever guarded now clung to that single scrap of fabric. If she lost this, she would have nothing left to shield herself, no excuses, no hiding, no turning back.

The thought burned through her chest; never in her life had she imagined being in such a situation.
 
And yet, beneath the fear, a dangerous thrill coiled within her, whispering that perhaps this surrender was what she had been waiting for all along.
 
 
Ravi’s throat went dry. He couldn’t stop the image that burst into his mind, Sirisha bare, fully revealed, with nothing left between them, in front of him and Neetu Bhabhi. This is her final surrender for the threesome.
 
They had done it. They had successfully convinced Sirisha. She had never had sex before, and now she was about to have her first experience in front of Neetu Bhabhi, in a threesome.
 
He clenched his fists in his lap, torn between guilt, longing, and a wild pulse of excitement. His pulse raced as the tension coiled tighter around his chest.
 
Neetu let the words hang in the air, savoring them. Then, with an almost ceremonial calm, she picked up the coin from the table and held it up for both to see.
 
“Heads for Ravi, tails for me,” she said smoothly, her eyes flicking between them. “Let’s see who gets the honor.”

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