Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

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The green silk wrapped around her waist snugly, the folds carefully pleated at the front, and she could see how the fabric dipped into the curve at her sides, how it clung to the gentle swell of her stomach.
 
Below the waist, her hips flared out in a generous, womanly curve that made the saree fall in elegant folds down her legs. She turned again, this time looking over her shoulder at her profile, and caught her breath.
 
The roundness of her hips, the fullness of her bottom beneath the silk, it was the kind of figure that belonged to ancient temple sculptures, to classical ideals of feminine beauty.
 
She looked like a goddess. She felt like a woman.
 
Her hands moved slowly, almost reverently, to touch her own waist, feeling the curve beneath the silk. This was her body.
 
These were her curves, her softness, her strength.
 
When had she forgotten to appreciate this? When had she stopped seeing herself as anything other than a collection of duties and roles?
 
Ravi had seen her. The thought came unbidden, and with it, a rush of warmth that spread from her chest down through her stomach.
 
She remembered the way his eyes had tracked her movements last week at dinner, the way his gaze had lingered on the curve of her waist, the sway of her hips as she walked.
 
He had looked at her the way a man looks at a woman he desires, and her body had responded before her mind could stop it.
 
She closed her eyes for a moment, remembering. The way he had stood close to her in the kitchen, close enough that she could feel the heat radiating from his body.
 
The way his hand had accidentally brushed against her lower back when he reached past her for a glass, and how that simple touch had sent electricity coursing through her entire being.
 
Her body had remembered that touch. Was still remembering it.
 
She opened her eyes and looked at herself again, really looked. Her lips were fuller now, slightly swollen from being pressed together in concentration. Her cheeks carried a flush that hadn't been there moments before.
 
Her breathing had quickened, and she could see the rise and fall of her chest beneath the pallu and blouse.

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