Misc. Erotica The unexpected path

[shaalu_re]

Meera returned from the bedroom a few minutes later, now wearing a simple pair of black leggings and a loose, modest top with a bra underneath. She felt more covered and composed, though the memory of how she had greeted them earlier still made her cheeks warm.
Navya (disguised as Gaurav) stared at her for a moment. It was a shock for her to see her ex-colleague Meera in such a revealing outfit just minutes ago — braless, with her panty clearly visible. She had always known Meera as the shy, modest accountant. Seeing this bold, seductive side was surprising.
Meera noticed the stare from “Gaurav” and felt uncomfortable.
Why is he staring at me like that? she thought. Maybe seeing me in that dress gave him wrong ideas.

Ajay cleared his throat and explained casually.
“Gaurav’s father has some debt issues. He needs to take up a job for some time. I decided to give him work in my shop until things settle down.”
Meera didn’t question the decision. She was trying hard to resolve their marital problems and didn’t want to create new conflicts.
Ajay showed Navya to the spare room, which had an attached bathroom.
“Lock the door from inside and take rest,” he said quietly. “We’ll talk more tomorrow.”
Navya (as Gaurav) nodded, said goodnight to both of them, and went inside, locking the door.
Ajay, unsure about Meera’s current mood, went up to the terrace to get some fresh air.


When he reached there, his eyes were drawn to the giant hoarding across the road — the one featuring Meera in the yellow panty, skirt flying up. The illuminated image of his wife’s body was impossible to ignore. Her sweet pussy just wrapped in panty, the way the panty clung to her, the sensual pose — it made his cock harden instantly in his pants.
Meera came looking for him a few minutes later. She saw him standing there, staring at the hoarding . She felt a pang of hurt and turned back without saying anything, going downstairs quietly. She felt now is not the time to talk.

An hour later, Ajay came back to the bedroom. He lay down on his side of the bed without speaking.
Meera, who was still awake, turned toward him.
“I thought you were going to accompany Gaurav,” she said softly.
Ajay didn’t answer.
Meera continued, “How many days will he be with us?”
Ajay replied quietly, “Not decided yet. But I think he will be here at least for three months.”
Meera’s heart sank. She didn’t want a stranger in their home right now. She was trying desperately to resolve their marital issues and needed privacy. If Gaurav wasn’t here today, she might have succeeded in making things right tonight.


She felt a flash of anger toward this “Gaurav,” but then remembered the hard time he was going through according to Ajay’s story. She sighed.
I should make him packup and move from here soon, she thought.
She also couldn’t stop thinking about how she had greeted them earlier in such a revealing outfit, and Ajay hadn’t asked her to cover up or change. He had simply introduced her as if it was normal.


Is he thinking I am that shameless now? Or does he not care if I am exposed in front of others?
She couldn’t find an answer. The silence between them felt heavier than ever.