07-02-2026, 04:48 PM
After some time Ranjith woke up.
Train was moving very slow. Station coming near. Announcement crackled on speaker — “Agla station…”
Ranjith rubbed eyes. Looked at Monu sitting near window, playing with toy car.
“Where is Mummy?” he asked soft.
Monu pointed towards bathroom door.
“She is at sink, Papa. Face wash kar rahi hai.”
Ranjith looked. Divya standing at small sink out side bathroom door.
Water running.
She was washing her face. Water drops on her cheeks.
Then she took small sindoor box from purse.
Applied fresh red sindoor on forehead carefully. Looked in tiny mirror.
Fixed hair. Adjusted pallu.
Looked beautiful — yellow saree glowing, tight blouse, mangalsutra shining.
Train stopped with jerk. Platform came.
Three of them got down. Ranjith held Monu hand.
Divya walked behind. Took auto outside station.
In auto journey — bumpy road, wind coming in.
Ranjith asked casual, “I slept… where is dirty Lalla?”
Divya smiled small. Looked out window.
“He went off in a station.”
Ranjith nodded. Then asked again, low voice so Monu not hear.
“Is he try to kiss you?”
Divya turned head. Looked straight into husband eyes. Long look. Said nothing. Just silent.
How can she say what really happened?
She looked away. No answer.
Auto reached hotel. Small, old hotel near marriage hall. Ranjith took room. Two beds. Simple.
Ranjith and Monu took bath first. Changed clothes.
Ready for marriage hall.
Divya said soft, “I will join after one hour. Thoda rest kar lungi.”
Ranjith nodded. “Theek hai. Jaldi aa jaana.”
They went out. Door closed.
Divya alone now.
She went to bathroom.
Removed clothes slow.
Yellow saree fell. Blouse opened. Bra unhooked. Panties down.
Stood naked in front of mirror.
Her beautiful body — fair skin glowing in tube light. Full breasts little red from rough squeezing.
Nipples sore, dark red, paining when she touched lightly.
Ass cheeks had faint red handprints from hard slaps.
Between thighs — still little sticky feeling from Lalla cum.
She remembered everything.
Train was moving very slow. Station coming near. Announcement crackled on speaker — “Agla station…”
Ranjith rubbed eyes. Looked at Monu sitting near window, playing with toy car.
“Where is Mummy?” he asked soft.
Monu pointed towards bathroom door.
“She is at sink, Papa. Face wash kar rahi hai.”
Ranjith looked. Divya standing at small sink out side bathroom door.
Water running.
She was washing her face. Water drops on her cheeks.
Then she took small sindoor box from purse.
Applied fresh red sindoor on forehead carefully. Looked in tiny mirror.
Fixed hair. Adjusted pallu.
Looked beautiful — yellow saree glowing, tight blouse, mangalsutra shining.
Train stopped with jerk. Platform came.
Three of them got down. Ranjith held Monu hand.
Divya walked behind. Took auto outside station.
In auto journey — bumpy road, wind coming in.
Ranjith asked casual, “I slept… where is dirty Lalla?”
Divya smiled small. Looked out window.
“He went off in a station.”
Ranjith nodded. Then asked again, low voice so Monu not hear.
“Is he try to kiss you?”
Divya turned head. Looked straight into husband eyes. Long look. Said nothing. Just silent.
How can she say what really happened?
She looked away. No answer.
Auto reached hotel. Small, old hotel near marriage hall. Ranjith took room. Two beds. Simple.
Ranjith and Monu took bath first. Changed clothes.
Ready for marriage hall.
Divya said soft, “I will join after one hour. Thoda rest kar lungi.”
Ranjith nodded. “Theek hai. Jaldi aa jaana.”
They went out. Door closed.
Divya alone now.
She went to bathroom.
Removed clothes slow.
Yellow saree fell. Blouse opened. Bra unhooked. Panties down.
Stood naked in front of mirror.
Her beautiful body — fair skin glowing in tube light. Full breasts little red from rough squeezing.
Nipples sore, dark red, paining when she touched lightly.
Ass cheeks had faint red handprints from hard slaps.
Between thighs — still little sticky feeling from Lalla cum.
She remembered everything.
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