Adultery Who Watches The Watchmen (continued)

[samgreenvalley]

THUMP THUMP THUMP.
 
"OPEN THIS DOOR BEFORE I BREAK IT DOWN!"
 
Dara's voice was hoarse now, raw with emotion. Menaka could hear the edge of desperation in it—the sound of a man whose world had just collapsed and who was trying to hold the pieces together with sheer force of will.
 
"Sahab!" The younger voice again, more insistent now. "Please open the door! He's going to—he's going to—"
 
"BIKRAM, SHUT UP AND MOVE BACK! I KNOW WHAT TO DO!"
 
Before Dara could take any action, Singh moved towards the door. The sound of jangling metal. The click of the bolt releasing.
 
And then the door swung open.
 
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Dara stood in the doorway.
 
Behind him, the night was still deep, the pre-dawn darkness unbroken. The generator shed's dim amber light spilled out into the blackness, illuminating the figure of the new watchman—Bikram—who stood behind Dara, his face pale with fear, his eyes darting from one naked body to another.
 
But Dara's eyes were fixed on one person only.
 
Menaka.
 
She had pushed herself up on the mattress, her body half-covered by a sheet that had been tossed over her in the chaos. But the sheet was thin, and it did nothing to hide the state she was in. The cum on her face. The hickeys on her breasts. The marks on her thighs.
 
Dara's face went through a series of emotions in the span of a single breath.
 
Shock. Disbelief. Rage.
 
And then something else—something that flickered in his eyes like a flame caught in the wind.
 
Is that... arousal?
 
Menaka saw it. She saw the way his gaze traveled down her body, cataloging every mark, every stain, every evidence of what had been done to her. She saw the way his jaw tightened, the way his hands clenched into fists at his sides. But she also saw the way his cock—hidden behind his khaki uniform—seemed to stir, the fabric tenting ever so slightly.
 
He's hard, she thought, and the realization sent a thrill through her. He's hard because of this. Because of what they did to me. Because of how I look right now.
 
But she didn't have time to savor the thought.
 
Because the explosion was coming.