Siva - Gayatri Raj

[venkujkc1984]

27. The Forbidden Touch

Gayatri woke up at 7 a.m., jolted from her sleep by the realization that she had overslept and missed her nighttime chores. Blinking against the morning light, she looked around for Siva and found him in the kitchen, sipping his coffee. Gathering her thoughts, she approached him with an apologetic smile.

"I'm sorry, Siva. I overslept," she said, her voice tinged with embarrassment. He smiled back, pushing his cup toward her. "No worries. Here, have some coffee."

She took the cup with a grateful smile, the warmth spreading through her hands and into her heart. As she sipped, she felt the familiar rhythm of her day begin, a blend of household chores and getting Chintu ready for college. Siva, absorbed in his phone and laptop during breakfast, barely noticed her preoccupied thoughts.

After Chintu boarded the college bus, she returned home, her mind still drifting back to the events of the previous night. The movie, the kiss, Raj’s lingering presence—it all felt too vivid to be real.

She hesitated, gathering her thoughts before breaking the silence. "Siva, about the movie last night… It was quite an experience."

Siva looked up, curiosity in his eyes. "Yeah? What did you think?" Gayatri felt a flutter in her chest but pushed it aside. "It was... nice. I mean, I really enjoyed it. But I can’t help thinking about what Raj said about that surprise he planned." Siva’s expression shifted, a knowing smile creeping onto his lips. “Oh, that big deal of surprise he mentioned?”

“Right,” she replied, trying to keep her tone light. “He seemed so excited about it.”

Siva chuckled, shaking his head. “When Raj said he wanted to surprise you, I encouraged him. I thought it would be fun. But I had some other plans myself for that evening, so I didn’t want to spoil it for him.”

Gayatri’s heart raced at the mention of Raj’s excitement. She opened her mouth to respond but hesitated, the weight of Siva's words settling heavily in her mind. What could she say? That she felt a mix of excitement and guilt at the thought of Raj’s surprise? Instead, she just nodded, forcing a smile as she took another sip of coffee.

Siva noticed her silence and tilted his head, concerned flickering across his face. “You okay? You seem a bit off today.” “Yeah, just a little tired,” she replied, trying to brush it off. “I’ll be fine.”

Siva shrugged, accepting her answer, then added casually, “By the way, Raj will be visiting in the evening. I told him you’d be glad to see him.”

Gayatri felt her heart race at the thought, excitement mingling with guilt. “Oh,” she managed to say, trying to maintain her composure. “That sounds nice. I’ll make sure to be ready.”

Siva nodded, having already informed his manager that he’d leave by 4 p.m. “I’ll be home by 5 to spend time with you both.”

As he spoke, a wave of relief washed over Gayatri. She took a deep breath, the reality of Raj's impending visit settling in. With every passing moment, she felt the familiar pull of desire and the weight of her guilt, knowing that tonight would test the boundaries she had fought so hard to maintain.

Meanwhile, Raj was eagerly anticipating seeing Gayatri again. He sent her an image of an erotic kiss, the woman's tongue teasing the man's lips. Gayatri blushed deeply, her anger overridden by shyness. She sent him an angry emoji in response.

Raj: "Bhabhi, I'll be there by 5 pm. Looking forward to it."

Gayatri: "I'll be busy. Don't expect much."

Raj: "We'll see about that."

Gayatri: "Raj, please..."
(Sent a serious smiley without replying.)

Throughout the day, Raj sent her messages that made her heart race. Gayatri responded with emojis, trying to hide her mixed feelings. She felt a flutter of nervousness and excitement each time.

After lunch, Gayatri got ready as if she were meeting a boyfriend. She wore a beautiful saree, knowing it would tempt Raj but also knowing Siva would be home by 4:30 pm. She loved the idea of teasing Raj without letting him have what he wanted.

She made Chintu some snacks and put him to sleep by 3:30 pm. Watching a romantic song on TV, she recalled her kiss with Raj. Her tongue wet her lips unknowingly, and she snapped back to reality with a knock on the door. It was only 4 pm. Expecting Siva, she opened the door to find Raj smiling at her.

Her heart raced like an F1 car. "Happy day, Bhabhi," Raj said, handing her a red rose.

"Thanks, Raj. I was expecting Siva."

"Expect the unexpected. That’s Raj for you."

She laughed, a mix of nervousness and excitement. "So, what do you want to discuss with Siva today?"

"I'll discuss it with him when he comes. Until then, serve me something."

Gayatri walked to the kitchen, cursing herself for applying perfume and lipstick. Raj followed her, despite her asking him to wait in the hall. Raj lingered close as she made tea, the air between them charged. She felt his presence behind her, a shiver running down her spine.

She moved away slightly. "Raj, could you wait in the hall?" 

"I prefer being here with you, Bhabhi," he said softly.

She felt his breath near her neck, making her heart race. She turned away, a nervous laugh escaping. "Please, Raj." She moved to the balcony, needing some space. Raj followed.

Raj bent slightly, smelling her neck from behind. She felt his hot breath and became excited. "Please don’t do this, Raj." He ignored her plea, kissing her shoulder. His fingers moved slowly on her waist, making her knees weak. She turned off the gas, pushed him back, and angrily walked to the balcony. 

Raj followed. 

"You should stop coming home, Raj." He could see her sweating, despite the cool weather. "You need to know that I’m a married woman, a mother."

"Yes you're a married woman, a mother. But you're also a beautiful woman, and I can't help but admire you." he replied, "and I am your disciple."

Raj approached her again, this time wrapping his arms tightly around her. He couldn't decipher if it was lust or love guiding his actions. They stayed in that embrace, neither moving nor speaking. Gayatri remained calm and silent, lost in her thoughts.

Raj slowly hugged her more and her hair falling over his face…and Gayatri was in trance..she lifted her hands to lift the hairs…she kept her hands on the hairs and looked at Raj.. Raj looked at her and then her body aroma..that hit his face due to her invitation.. Raj looking into her eyes slowly kissed the cheeks….Gayatri shuddered in pleasure. He could smelt her body aroma mixed with some nice perfume.. It made him rush more and more and kissed her. Raj circled his hands on her shoulders and waist and pulled her near to him... he could feel the lady fragrance and was running high... he slowly kissed everywhere on her open neck. His hands roamed over her waist and shoulders, pulling her closer. "Please stop, Raj. Let’s not do this," she whispered, her face near his lips.

Raj’s hands gripped hers, his chest pressing against her blouse. He softly put his lips on hers, kissing her deeply. She was just taking his kisses, she became lost in the moment.

Gayatri who never got such treatment from Siva was moaning calmly now... Raj slowly was taking on her and slowly trying to make its way into the side blouse lightly.. she could feel his wet tongue trying to get into the blouse from the side..but it could not completely..her body was getting goosebumps...

The clock hit 5 and there was no sign of Siva. Raj was moving his face over her saree and his chin was slightly touching her soft assets at the ascend area as he switched his lips to kiss her shoulders alternately. 

Whenever he did that her heart ran faster… Gayatri was sticking to the wall as Raj had completely kissed and licked everywhere on her open neck area…. His hands were gripping hers in raising the hands and his body over hers … Gayatri was moaning now … making sounds…. Of hmmmm hmmmmm hmmmmm.

Raj slowly moved his lips from neck towards down over the blouse… Gayatri held his head to stop… but her act seemed half hearted. He tried to further push his face firmly…. This time Gayatri held his head tightly and did not allow him to move his head.

Raj understood and now slowly moved his lips over the neck area and circled his lips over there on both sides of the open area, showing his desire to do the same with her twin assets untouched so far. His hands slid down to her shoulders, gripping them lightly but firmly, pressing her closer as he kissed her. With each kiss, he showed more of his desire, letting his lips wander near the fabric of her blouse. He kissed along her neck and then let his tongue swirl around the sensitive skin, teasing her and hinting at his longing to explore more.

As he continued kissing, he pressed his body against hers, gently crushing her shoulders with his hands. 

His lips moved back and forth along her neck, each kiss and gentle bite resembling the warmth he craved to feel on her breasts. Then, with a daring move, Raj reached behind her neck and pulled at the thread of her mangalsutra, gently lifting it up. He let the beads slide slightly, his fingers brushing against her skin as he revealed more of her neckline. With his lips still on her neck, he began kissing the delicate strands of the mangalsutra, treating each bead as if it were a treasure, a symbol of his desire for her.

When she finally said, “Raj, please… stop…” he reluctantly left her mangalsutra alone. The beads slipped down, nestling between her breasts, sending a clear message. It was as if the mangalsutra itself signaled the strong desire Raj had for her, a tangible reminder of his longing.

The beads seemed to thrum with intensity, echoing the heat of his earlier kisses. They served as an alert to both her and Raj, a reminder of how deeply he wanted her. The weight of the beads resting between her breasts felt like a warning that they both needed to be prepared for what might come next. It was a silent acknowledgment that if their connection deepened, she would soon feel the press of Raj’s lips, tongue, teeth, and hands on her in a way she had never imagined.

Raj’s gaze met hers, filled with an urgency that made her heart race. The intensity of the moment hung in the air, charged with possibilities. She felt vulnerable yet cherished, swept up in the warmth of his desire. It was an intoxicating feeling that made her heart race, a mix of excitement and fear as she realized how much they both craved this connection.

Gayatri kept whispering to Raj to stop, her voice shaking with both urgency and desire. But even as she spoke, her breath became warmer with each kiss he placed on her neck. Raj's tongue traced gentle circles, and he pressed his lips against her skin, his eyes pleading for permission to take things further.

His hands moved to her waist, pulling her closer as he brought his face nearer to hers. Their hot breaths mingled in the air, thick with tension.

“Please, stop, Raj… let’s not do this… please, for God’s sake…” she begged, trying to sound firm.

“Oh, Bhabhi… it feels so good with you,” Raj replied, his voice low and sultry. Their breaths fought for space, the heat between them rising with every word spoken.

“Please, Raj, don’t do this…” Gayatri whispered, leaning in closer, torn between wanting him and trying to resist.

Raj’s hands slid over hers, his chest pressing against her blouse. She could feel the warmth radiating from him. He shifted slightly, letting his chest press against her breasts, intensifying the fire that burned between them. Gayatri’s breath quickened as her desire grew stronger.

In a sudden moment of passion, Raj softly pressed his lips against hers. This time, she opened her lips, welcoming him unconsciously. Raj moved his hands to her waist and pulled her into him even more.

The urgency built in him as they embraced each other. His chest pressed firmly against her, and Gayatri couldn’t help but lean into him, even as she whispered for him to stop.

Her fingers tangled in his hair as they continued to kiss. They were completely lost in the moment.

Suddenly, the peaceful atmosphere broke when Siva's voice called from the doorway, “Has Raj come?” He was taking off his shoes as he entered.

Raj pulled back slightly, but his eyes remained on Gayatri, silently urging her to keep her composure. “Yes, Siva, I just arrived,” he replied smoothly, trying to sound casual.

Siva walked in, glancing between the two of them. “What’s going on? You both look a bit… flushed,” he said with a playful smile, not catching the tension in the air.

Raj quickly adjusted, a mischievous grin on his face. “Oh, just enjoying some good company, you know how it is,” he said, his tone light, but his eyes were still focused on Gayatri.

“Good company, huh? I hope you’re not stealing my wife’s attention too much,” Siva jokes, unaware of the deeper meaning behind Raj's words.

“Never! Just trying to keep things lively,” Raj responded, his voice smooth and teasing. He turned to 

Gayatri, his gaze lingering for a moment. “Isn’t that right, Bhabhi?”

Gayatri forced a smile, her heart racing as she tried to hide her feelings. “Of course, Raj. Just having a little fun,” she said, her voice slightly shaky.

Siva chuckled, shaking his head. “It’s good to see you smiling, Gayatri.”

“Thanks” she replied, quickly glancing at Raj, who held her gaze for a heartbeat longer, silently communicating the shared secret of their moment.

“Let me grab a cup of tea,” Siva said, moving towards the kitchen. “You two can keep chatting.”

As soon as Siva turned his back, Raj leaned in closer to Gayatri, his voice dropping to a whisper. “We were just getting to the best part,” he teased, a playful glint in his eye.

Gayatri shot him a warning look, her heart pounding. “Raj, stop it,” she hissed quietly, but the fire of their earlier encounter still burned within her.

“Alright, alright,” he said, pulling back with a grin. “But you know what I want.”

Panic surged through Gayatri again as she heard Siva’s footsteps returning. She quickly pushed Raj away, her heart racing as she wiped her lips and adjusted her saree, trying to look composed.

“Raj is having his tea,” she said, forcing a casual tone, but her mind was still racing from their moment together.

Siva and Raj had a long chat while enjoying a nice meal. Meanwhile, Gayatri was a bundle of nerves, her heart racing at the thought of what might have happened if Siva had seen them. She hadn’t even locked the door. The fear made her sweat. Needing a moment to collect herself, she went to the washroom to wash her face.

Looking in the mirror, she noticed her cheeks glowed, and her lips were so red they looked as if lipstick had been applied. The long kiss had made her lips soft and inviting. She could still feel the warmth of Raj’s broad chest pressing against her blouse and noticed red grip marks on her waist—his hold had been firm, leaving its mark. After a moment, she composed herself and headed to the kitchen to prepare snacks.

While she was in the kitchen, Raj messaged her:

Raj: "Bhabhi, serve me more, please."

Gayatri: "Shut up! This is not fair. I am unable to resist you."

Raj: "Bhabhi, why resist? What’s the secret ingredient that makes everything so tasty?"

Gayatri: "How would I know?"

Raj: "I couldn’t savor it properly."

Gayatri: "Shut up."

Raj: "Please, Bhabhi. I’m thirsty."

Gayatri: "Shut up! Siva is around, you idiot."

Raj felt a rush of happiness at her playful response but also a twinge of worry about Siva. Just then, Gayatri exited the kitchen to find Siva deep in conversation with Raj about work. She checked on the food, trying to focus on her tasks.

“Shall I serve dinner now?” she asked, hoping to steer the conversation away from anything too personal.

“Let me have a couple more snacks,” Siva replied, glancing at the plate.

“Some more kheer, please,” Raj added with a grin, his eyes sparkling.

“No more. You’ve had enough,” Gayatri interjected firmly.

Siva chuckled. “But I wanted to get more! But Gayatri took the keys,” he teased.

“Not required now,” she said, trying to maintain her composure.

Siva stretched his arms. “Okay, let me take a walk then…”

Raj quickly interjected, “Bhayya, it’s okay… don’t bother. Let’s stop for now.”

“No, no, Raj,” Siva insisted, grinning. “You had so much love for Gayatri’s kheer… let me serve you more!”

Raj smirked, “No doubt, I love Gayatri’s taste,” he said, his words laced with double meaning, shocking 

Gayatri. Siva didn’t catch on, but Gayatri’s eyes narrowed at Raj in annoyance.

How could he say that? Gayatri thought, anger bubbling inside her. Raj knew exactly what he was hinting at, and he looked at her knowingly.

“Just a little bit more kheer won't hurt, will it?” Raj added with a playful wink, his eyes glinting with mischief.

Gayatri shot him a glare, silently signaling him to keep quiet, but the glimmer in his eye showed he wasn’t backing down.

Siva, completely unaware of the tension, began walking slowly towards the main door to bring the kheer from the super market.

When Siva left the room, Raj leaned closer to Gayatri, signaling her to sit beside him. “Come on, just sit with me,” he urged, a playful grin on his face.

“Shut up… just sit quietly. I’m going…” she said, trying to sound firm, but the playful banter intrigued her.

“If you’re going, I’m coming with you,” he said, rising to his feet.

“Just sit down! You’re being ridiculous!” Gayatri exclaimed, trying to push him away, but a smile tugged at her lips.

“Then you have to join me, or I’ll follow you everywhere,” Raj teased, his playful demeanor making it hard for her to stay mad.

Gayatri rolled her eyes, half amused and half exasperated. “You’re impossible, Raj!”

Gayatri sat where Siva had sat earlier… “ok now ?” she said. Raj moved closer, his lips near hers. "What a lovely dish you have."

Gayatri: Pls Raj .. don’t talk like that..

Raj: Bhabhi let me taste my dish ..don't say no na

Gayatri:  Pls Raj , ..pls..

Raj: Bhabhi ..let me taste my dish.. for some time na. (he whispered, making her lips wet with his tongue)

Gayatri closed her eyes. Raj took his tongue out and lined his tip on her lips making her lips wet… her fingers went into his hairs..and stayed still allowing him to lick her lips over .. he completely licked her closed lips ….he was cleaning the lips completely as his saliva oozed on her lips.. making her slowly open her lips… Raj was massaging her waist and completely falling on her… the sound of his kisses increased.

He was in heaven, his lips were playing and enjoying her lips.. Raj slowly moved one hand of his to her back making her near him he could feel her back so smooth… he inserted his hand in the back to caress her back…

Gayatri was moaning and tried to stop him..but he didn't leave her lips and was sucking on …. They took breath whenever required and he continued the kissing session… He locked her lips in his.. and let the tongue invade hers..inside…

Gayatri could not, his one hand was on her back and other on her waist ... .her hands were in his hairs and head … and giving him full support now… she never knew she could get an orgasm down as she was leaking… just with a long kiss…

Raj's hands were weaving magic… his fingers were wandering on her smooth body … but she was enjoying his touch .. and more so his tongue in her lips…

Gayatri was giving all that she had… and slowly Raj was moving his hands up … from waist .. slightly .. touching her side of the boobs now..she opened her eyes and looked at him as the kiss continued..she warned him not to go there…

"Bhabhi," he whispered hoarsely, his voice a gentle plea, trembling with restrained desire. His dark eyes softened, narrowing with an almost boyish earnestness as if begging for permission to cherish what was forbidden. He was pleading with her by making his eyes small….  "Please," he murmured, his tone low, vulnerable, and weighted with unspoken promises. Her eyes widened in response, a mixture of disbelief and playful admonishment, silently telling him no with every flicker of her lashes. But as their lips melded again, tongues tangling in a dance that spoke louder than words, Raj let his lips break away just for a moment.

"You drive me crazy," he whispered against her skin, his voice cracking with longing. "Every touch, every breath of yours makes me ache for you." His gaze locked onto hers, intense yet tender. "I swear, I'll stop if you want me to… but I can't deny this. You're my everything, Bhabhi. Let me just… feel you."

His fingers hesitated, trembling as if her permission could either ignite or extinguish the fire within him. Raj slowly rubbed her sides beside her proud assets from the side.. he wanted to feel them badly now… 

They could hear the sound of the bike.

She quickly pushed Raj away. "Enough of your dinner. I am becoming weak day by day and am not able to stop you. You need to leave."

As she stepped out of the room, she realized Siva hadn’t taken the bike keys. She checked the apartments and found it was someone else’s bike. Returning to the guest bedroom, she called Siva.

"Siva, where are you?"

"I’m at the supermarket, 2 km away. Most shops are closed for the festival."

"Come back soon. Raj is getting bored."

"Please keep him company. Don’t let him leave."

Gayatri scolded Siva for his absence. 

Raj said he’d wait on the balcony for some fresh air. Gayatri felt tense, knowing Siva was going to take more time. She scolded Siva for being an idiot and hung up the phone, her mind racing. What should I do? she thought. If she stepped outside, Raj would surely take advantage of the moment. Her body urged her to join him, but her heart said no.

Finally, she made her way to the balcony and found Raj leaning against the railing, enjoying the night breeze.

“What are you doing here, Raj?” Gayatri asked, trying to sound annoyed.

“I came for two things, Bhabhi,” Raj replied with a grin. “It got so hot inside the bedroom, I wanted some fresh air.”

“You can switch on the AC for that, And the second?” she prompted, crossing her arms.

“Well, it’s a bit dark here, and we can spend some time together. Plus, we can see if Bhayya comes,” he added with a wicked smile.

She playfully hit him on the arm. “You’re such a madman!”

“Bhabhi, you have a really nice, smooth back,” he said, winking at her.

“Shut up, Raj. You’re going overboard,” she replied, shaking her head but unable to hide her smile.

“Please come near and talk to me,” he coaxed, his tone turning serious.

“No, I won’t!” she insisted, stepping back.

“If you don’t, I’ll come to you,” he warned, taking a step closer.

Gayatri retreated into the living room, but Raj followed, his playful determination shining through. Suddenly, he pulled her close and kissed her, silencing her protests.

“Shut up, Raj! Please, please don’t do this again!” she exclaimed, her heart racing.

Raj locked her lips again, and they slowly began to taste each other, losing themselves in the moment. He started to play with her pallu, enjoying the way it flowed over her shoulder.

“Bhabhi, you’re just too tempting,” he teased, gently putting his hand on her left shoulder and catching the edge of her pallu.

Raj slowly grasped the fabric from behind and began to pull it down, teasingly. Gayatri’s eyes flew open, and she pushed Raj away, her voice rising. “You! What are you doing?” She tried to grab the pallu back but found her hands stuck, the fabric slipping from her fingers.

Raj chuckled, enjoying her reaction. “Bhabhi, remember when you accused me of pulling your pallu long ago? Well, now it’s my time to have some fun with it!” He grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

“Raj, this isn’t funny!” Gayatri protested, her cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and anger.

“But it is! You can’t blame me for wanting to explore,” he teased, pulling gently at the pallu, letting it slide further down her shoulder. “Besides, you know you secretly love the attention.”

“Stop it!” she exclaimed, half-laughing and half-fuming, trying to regain control of the situation. “You’re going to get us both in trouble!”

Raj leaned in closer, a playful smirk on his face. “Trouble? Oh, I love a little trouble. It makes things exciting!”

She shook her head, a smile escaping despite her frustration. “You’re impossible, Raj!”

TO BE CONTINUED