Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

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“A movie sounds perfect,” Ravi said softly, blinking and tearing his gaze away from her for a moment. “What time are we thinking?”
 
“Around 5:00pm,” Amit suggested with his usual enthusiasm, grinning as he clapped his hands together. “That way we can grab dinner afterward. Just a small treat for the weekend.”
 
Priya Didi smiled, her lips curving up at the edges. “Dinner sounds like a good idea. We haven’t had a chance to go out in a while,” she said, her voice light but full of warmth. “It’ll be a nice change.”
 
“Exactly,” Amit said, a wide grin stretching across his face as he looked between them. “I’ll go book the tickets. How about we meet at 4:30 to get ready?”
 
They all agreed, and as the afternoon passed, the atmosphere in the apartment was light and easy. Amit had gone off to get the tickets, leaving Priya Didi and Ravi to continue with the preparations for the evening.
 
Ravi found himself often stealing glances at Priya Didi as she moved around the house, the soft, dark saree trailing behind her, the rich color playing against the soft hues of the light. He felt a quiet ache in his chest, a longing he didn’t quite understand, but one he couldn’t ignore.
 
By 4:30, the three of them were getting ready. Amit had dressed in his usual sharp, casual way, looking effortlessly put-together in a navy blue shirt and light pants. But it was Priya Didi who caught Ravi’s attention the moment she emerged from the bedroom.
 
She was stunning, the dark saree had been carefully dbangd around her, the fabric falling around her frame with soft fluidity. Her skin, pale and smooth, looked even more luminous against the maroon fabric, as if the saree itself had been chosen to highlight her ethereal beauty.
 
The deep color contrasted beautifully with the soft shine of her complexion, and Ravi found himself unable to look away.
 
“You look incredible, Didi,” he murmured, his voice almost reverent as he watched her adjust a few loose strands of hair.
 
She paused, meeting his gaze with a soft, knowing smile. “Thank you, Ravi. You don’t look so bad yourself,” she teased, her lips curling with that playful warmth he had missed for so long.
 
Ravi felt a warm rush of happiness at her words, the small compliment enough to make him feel like he was floating. Her presence, her beauty, was like a soft magnet pulling at his heart. He smiled back, unable to stop the feeling bubbling inside him.

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