Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

 
Four small hooks ran down the center, starting just below the hollow of her throat and ending at her ribcage.
 
Each hook held the two sides of the blouse together, creating a perfectly fitted closure that emphasized every curve.
 
The blouse itself ended at her ribcage, leaving her midriff bare where the saree wrapped around her waist.
 
The neckline dipped into a steep V, and with the pallu removed, he could see everything the blouse revealed, the soft swell of her cleavage, the way the fabric cupped and lifted her breasts, the elegant line of her collarbones.
 
The first hook sat high, just at the top of that V, right where the soft curves of her breasts began to swell upward.
 
Through the small gap between the two sides of fabric, he could glimpse the white lace of her bra beneath, see a hint of the fair skin it covered.
 
“You're sure about this?” he asked softly, giving her one final chance to change her mind.
 
Priya's eyes held his steadily, dark with desire but clear with certainty.
 
“I'm sure,” she whispered. “Show me how much you want me, Ravi.”
 
He took a breath, steadying himself, and then slowly lowered himself to his knees in front of her.
 
The position put him at the perfect height, his face level with her breasts, his eyes able to see every detail of the blouse, every curve it concealed and revealed.
 
From here, kneeling before her, she looked like a goddess.
 
The morning light caught in her skin, making it glow.
 
The curves of her breasts rose and fell with her breathing, mesmerizing, hypnotic.
 
He could see the gentle shadow of her cleavage, could see how the fabric strained slightly with each breath she took.
 
His hands remained firmly at his sides, honoring the challenge. Only his mouth.