Adultery Little sis Anjali and her friends

[prasannas2001]

 
Rohan is a 20-year-old boy, and she was his best friend's mother, a married woman.
 
The obstacles were immense, almost insurmountable.
 
But as he lay there, the image of Mamta's smiling face in his mind, a new, ruthless resolve began to harden within him.
 
He had orchestrated the seduction of Neetu with careful planning and manipulation.
 
He could do this.
He would do this.
He just needed a way in.
 
A way to see her again, to talk to her, to be in her presence without the awkwardness of a formal invitation.
 
He needed Neetu.
 
The idea came to him slowly, a dark, twisted seed of a plan taking root in his mind.
 
Neetu felt guilty.
 
He had seen it in her eyes this morning.
 
She was caught between the memory of their incredible night and the reality of her friendship with Anjali, her loyalty to her mother.
 
He could use that guilt.
 
He could twist it, mold it, use it to his advantage.
 
He picked up his phone, his fingers hovering over Neetu's contact.
 
He wouldn't threaten her, not yet.
 
The recording he had made of their encounter, a secret insurance policy he'd set up on his phone before the games even began, was a card he would play only if he had to.
 
For now, a softer, more insidious approach was needed.
 
He typed out a message: "Hey. About last night... I know things are probably weird now. But it was amazing for me. I can't stop thinking about you. Can we talk?"
 
He hit send.
 
A moment later, the reply came: "I know. It's weird. But... it was amazing for me too."
 
Good.
 
The hook was baited.