Adultery NISHA:: A Hot Spy -Female Investigator Officer - Secret mission

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::::::::::::::::Nisha’s Sorrowful Promise:::::::::::::




Nisha stayed quiet for a long time with her head still resting on her mother’s soft lap. The room felt heavy. Sangeetha’s tears kept falling on her daughter’s long black hair. Nisha’s large full breasts pressed warmly against her mother’s thighs. The thin cotton top she wore stretched tight across the heavy 36-size mounds. Her pink areolas showed faintly through the soft cloth every time she took a deep breath. The deep oval navel on her soft tummy moved up and down with emotion. Her 30-inch waist stayed narrow while her 38 hips curved out on the bed. At thirty-two her body was still hot, full-shaped and alive, yet tonight her heart felt broken.
Finally she spoke in a low, sorrowful voice.
“OK mom… your wish.”
Sangeetha’s fingers stopped moving in her hair. Nisha continued, her sharp nose and elegant face still hidden.
“But I have to go within four days… to a mission. I am not able to come back for one month… or two… or maybe more.”
The words hit Sangeetha hard. She started crying louder. She bent down and held Nisha’s face with both hands. Tears ran down her cheeks.
“Please Nisha… postpone it. For your family. Just this once. Stay. Get married. Let me see you happy before I die. Promise me. Give me your word.”
Nisha’s soft tummy tightened. Her heavy breasts rose and fell faster. She felt the weight of her mother’s pain. Family was her biggest weakness. She loved them more than her own breath. Slowly she exhaled a long breath and nodded.
“OK mom. I have to inform the higher officials.”
Sangeetha pulled her daughter fully into her arms. The two women stayed like that for a long time – mother and the hot, full-bodied daughter whose 36-30-38 figure was pressed close, soft skin warm, large breasts crushed gently against her mother’s chest, deep navel hidden between their bodies.
The next morning Nisha woke early. Her eyes were still swollen from the night’s tears, but her body looked the same – tall at 5'7", elegant face, sharp nose, full heavy breasts with pink areolas, soft tummy and deep oval navel, wide hips. She wore a simple salwar that still could not hide the rich curves. She went to the headquarters and requested an urgent meeting.
In the closed conference room she stood in front of the senior officers. Her voice was calm but firm.
“Sir, my marriage will happen within ten days. I request permission. I cannot leave for the island mission on the fixed date.”
The officers looked at each other. Director Mehta frowned. The mission was important. Tony and the drug network on the island could not wait forever. But Nisha’s past record was too strong. She had solved so many cases. She had caught many mafia red-handed with solid proofs. After a long discussion the higher officials finally agreed.
“We will consider your request because of your successful operations,” Mehta said. “But the island mission will still go forward. We are sending two others to start the work. You can join later after your marriage if needed.”
They chose Vidya and Pratap.















Vidya









Prathap






Vidya was thirty-one, a well-trained officer, beautiful and sharp. She had a slim-yet-curvy body, fair skin, long dark hair, and a face that looked soft but carried strong eyes. Her training in martial arts was excellent. She could fight, shoot, and stay undercover for months. Pratap was thirty-two, tall, fit, and also fully trained in martial arts and every field skill. Together they made a strong pair.
That same evening Nisha returned home and told her mother the news. Sangeetha cried again, but this time with relief mixed with worry. Nisha sat once more on her mother’s lap. The soft cotton of her home clothes clung to her large breasts. The pink areolas pressed against the fabric. Her soft tummy and deep oval navel stayed open to the evening air when her top lifted a little. She looked hot even in sorrow – the full 36-30-38 shape, the elegant smiling face that tonight carried only sadness, the strong yet feminine body she kept perfect with gym and yoga.
While mother and daughter held each other, far away in the headquarters Vidya and Pratap received their final briefing. They would leave for the island in four days under new names. They would enter the world of Tony and Christopher. They would start collecting the proofs that Nisha had been chosen for.
Nisha closed her eyes on her mother’s lap. Her heavy breasts rose slowly with each breath. Her soft skin felt warm. Inside her chest the two loves pulled hard – the love for family that made her give the promise, and the love for her work that still burned to destroy the mafia from the roots. She had given her word. Marriage would happen within ten days. The mission would begin without her. Vidya and Pratap would step onto the island first.
The house stayed quiet. Santosh worked in the next room. Raghav sat in his wheelchair looking at old photographs of his agent days. And Nisha, the hot successful officer with the full shaped body, stayed in her mother’s arms, sorrowful yet bound by the promise she had made.



To be continued........