Adultery Little sis Anjali and her friends

[prasannas2001]

 
 
"One day," Rohan continued, his hand cupping her cheek, tilting her face up toward him. "Come to my house. Anjali will be there. Tell your parents you're coming to get notes from her. They won't suspect anything. They'll think it's just two girls studying together."
 
"I… I don't know…" Latha was shaking her head, her eyes uncertain.
 
"You want to see me again, don't you?" His voice was soft, persuasive. "You want to feel this again. You want to feel more."
 
"I don't know…" But even as she said it, her voice wavered, her eyes flickering with longing.
 
"I know you do, Latha." His thumb stroked her cheek. "I saw it in your eyes. I felt it in your body. You want this as much as I do."
 
"But…"
 
"Trust me, Latha." His voice was a low, hypnotic murmur.

"I won't hurt you. I'll never hurt you. I'll make you feel so good. Better than you've ever imagined. I'll show you things you've never dreamed of. I'll make you feel like the most beautiful, most desired woman in the world."
 
She was quiet for a long moment, her eyes searching his face. He could see the war inside her, the fear warring with desire, the innocence battling the hunger she had just discovered.
 
Then she nodded, a small, almost imperceptible movement. "I don't know…"
 
"I know you do." He smiled, a slow, confident curve of his lips. "I know you will come. You want this too much to stay away."
 
He helped her adjust her clothes, his hands gentle on her skin, smoothing the fabric back into place.
 
Every touch was deliberate, every movement designed to remind her of what she was leaving behind, of what she would find again when she returned to him.