Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

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Ravi sat down, running a hand through his hair. Sirisha, too. He had hoped to spend some time with her, but now that Vamsi was home, it seemed like they would both have to go another weekend without seeing each other. The frustration inside him was building again.
 
But Sirisha wasn’t just being polite. There was something in her words, the way she expressed her disappointment, that made his chest tighten. She wanted to see him. He could feel it, even through the phone.
 
Ravi: “I get it, Sirisha. But why don’t you come over here?  We both can gave some good time.  I want see how that little Siri is looking now. I miss you too and miss little Siri too much.”
 
He paused, considering for a moment, then added:
 
Ravi: “I couldn’t forget how tight your tiny little Siri is.  I want to see her and enter her again.”
 
Sirisha: “Chee Bhayya… You have become very naughty these days.  After that day it did hurt for a few days.  Just now I am feeling better there. You are so shameless.  But you know Bhayya, I love to be with you.  Even though it did hurt, I had best time of my life.  I miss you so much”
 
Ravi let out a sigh as he set the phone down again. He knew the situation was out of his control. The frustration, the longing, the heat that had been building up all week, none of it could be satisfied today. Neetu’s teasing messages, Sirisha’s sweet words, all of it was a reminder of what he couldn’t have right now.
 
He stood up and walked to the window, staring out at the city below. The noise of Mumbai seemed distant, as though it was happening in another world. In his world, all he could hear was the silence, no messages from Priya, no chance to see Neetu or Sirisha today, and the constant pull of longing for a connection that was slipping through his fingers.
 
He had wanted today to be different. But instead, it felt like he was sinking deeper into a maze of guilt and desire, trapped in the space between the women who had filled his thoughts all week.
 
Ravi sat back on the couch, his mind still swirling with the flirtatious banter from Neetu and Sirisha. As much as he longed to escape into their world, the silence in Flat 205 felt heavier than ever. He glanced at his phone again, hoping for some kind of message, but the screen remained stubbornly blank. 

No calls from Priya. No text from her. Silence.

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