Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

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The moment felt suspended in time, as he lowered his hands to her foot, feeling the delicate arch, his fingers tracing the lines of her toes. His touch was careful, as though he feared breaking something, something fragile, something beautiful.
 
But his mind, his body, wanted more. His palm, gentle and reverent, pressed against the soft curve of her foot, his fingers brushing lightly over her ankle, lingering a moment longer than necessary.
 
As he carefully applied the balm, his fingers accidentally brushed against the skin of her inner calf, and a soft, involuntary gasp escaped her lips. Her skin was hot under his fingers, smooth, and sensitive, and he felt his breath quicken at the electric jolt that ran through him.
 
He could feel her pulse under his touch, and it only made the tension between them more palpable. It was a tenderness that bordered on desire, a line that both of them were standing too close to.
 
His chest tightened, his breath uneven as he tried to push aside the growing need inside him, but it was impossible. The way her foot felt in his lap, the warmth of her skin, it was too much to ignore.
 
The balm was doing little to ease the ache in his chest, or the tightness in his jeans. Every touch seemed to ignite something inside him, something raw and desperate.
 
His hands shook as he continued to apply the balm, but his mind was elsewhere, caught between wanting to help her, to comfort her, and wanting to pull her closer, to feel her body pressed against his in a way he hadn’t let himself feel in so long.
 
Priya's breath came in soft, shallow gasps, and the way her body responded to his touch made it almost impossible to keep his distance. The vulnerability in her eyes, the trust she had in him, stirred something inside him that he could no longer ignore.
 
He was no longer just the man helping her; he was the man who needed her, who longed for her.
 
He was doing the right thing, he reminded himself. He was helping her, being the friend she needed. But the truth was, he wanted more.
 
Her skin was so soft under his touch, so inviting, and for a moment, he let himself linger. The very proximity was almost unbearable.
 
Ravi’s breath quickened. He had never been this close to her, so intimately close, not like this. The weight of the moment crushed him, and for a second, he froze, caught between caring for her and wanting to kiss her, pull her into his arms, erase the distance between them.
 
But he couldn’t. Not yet.

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