Adultery The Forbidden Relief – My Wife's Secret

[doodhwale_bhaiya]

She got up from the bed and went to the washroom. She wanted to piss….You know the rest, the flashback as to how the evening started and how she was fingering herself when she came with a thunder striking just outside the window.
 
Simran came back downstairs and informed Bhola about Ravi being stuck in office due to flooded roads.
 
“Sahib aaj nehi ayenge phir?”
(“Sahib will not come today then?”)
 
Simran sat on the sofa again and continued saying, tucking her legs under her.
 
“Nehi”, lost in her own trance.
 
“Toh woh theek rahenge? Kahin safe jagah pe?”
("So he'll be okay? Somewhere safe?")
 
Simran managed a small smile. 
 
“Haan….baki bhi hai wahan. Canteen ka khana hai shayad, sleeping bag bhi hai. Wo sabhi subah niklenge waha se.”
("Yes...the others are there too. The canteen says there are probably sleeping bags too. They'll all leave there in the morning.")
 
Bhola nodded slowly. 
“Main koshik karu? Koi road khula ho toh?”
("Should I try? If there's a road open?")
 
Simran’s smile widened—soft, touched by his concern.
“Nehi nehi, Bhola. Tumhe aisa karne ki zarurat nehi. Aur…main aise akeli nehi reh sakti yaha”
("No, no, Bhola. You don't have to do this. And…I can't stay here alone like this.")
 
Bhola bowed his head slightly. 
“Ji, Bhabhi… bilkul.”
 
A beat of silence mixed with the steady fall of rain outside, stayed.
 
Simran spoke quietly. 
“Bhabhi kuch kha lijiye.”
(“Bhabhi, please eat something.”)
 
“Hmm…tum bhi khalo”
("Hmm...you eat too.")
 
Bhola shook his head quickly.
 
“Nahi Bhabhi… maine kuchh kha liya tha. Abhi nahi chahiye.”
("No, Bhabhi... I ate something. I don't want it now.")
 
He couldn’t say it—
 
I’m full of your milk, Bhabhi… still tasting you on my tongue.
 
The thought made his cock twitch beneath his pants, but he didn’t register it as lust, at least not yet.
 
Simran ate alone—simple dal-chawal, roti, a little sabzi—mind elsewhere, body humming with anticipation and unease. She barely tasted the food.
 
Bhola cleaned up quietly—plates, glasses, counter—then came back to the living room.