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

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Rajesh had just stepped closer, ready to kneel between her spread legs, when his phone vibrated silently on the side table. He glanced at the screen. Office. Emergency.
He answered, keeping his voice low. “Yeah, talk.”
The project lead’s tense voice came through. “Sir, the final file is missing from the shared drive. Client is waiting. You have the only hard copy. I’m already on the way to your house. Just come outside and hand it over. Five minutes, max.”
Rajesh’s jaw tightened. He cursed under his breath, still holding the phone. “Alright. I’m coming out. File is ready.”
He kept talking for another half-minute—confirming the exact copy, the password note, the delivery point—while Nisha stood bound and blindfolded a few feet away, breathing fast, completely unaware of the sudden change.
When the call ended, Rajesh moved quickly. He grabbed the night track pants and a shirt from the chair and began dressing. As he pulled the shirt over his head he spoke to her for the first time since the phone rang.
“Nisha… I have to step outside for a bit. The guy is coming to the house for the project file. I’ll just stand at the gate, hand it over, and come straight back.”
Her head turned toward his voice. Soft, confused breaths left her open mouth.
“Rajesh… first take these off,” she whispered. “Please. It’s been too long already. Uncuff me.”
He stepped closer, still buttoning his shirt, and leaned near her ear. His voice was low, casual, almost teasing.
“Hold on, yaar. Just five minutes. That’s all. Enough time for me to come back. Stay exactly like this.”
Nisha’s breath hitched. “Rajesh… don’t leave me like this. Please remove the cuffs. I can’t—”
“Shh.” He cut her off softly, already moving toward the door. “Five minutes. Promise. I’ll be right outside.”
Her voice rose, sharp with sudden panic and frustrated arousal mixed together. “Take them off! Right now! Don’t go leaving me like this! Rajesh—!”
He didn’t answer. He simply finished dressing, picked up the folder from the side table, and walked to the door. He paused only long enough to pull it shut behind him. The soft click of the latch echoed in the quiet room. He didn’t lock it. The door could still be opened from the outside without a key.
“Just five minutes,” he said through the wood, almost like a promise. Then his footsteps faded down the corridor toward the front gate.
Nisha stayed exactly as he had left her—naked, arms stretched wide to the two poles, blindfolded, breasts rising and falling fast, pussy wet and exposed under the soft bedroom light. Soft, confused, restless breaths left her open mouth. She could not see. She could not lower her arms. She could only stand there in her erotic nightmare, counting the seconds, waiting for the five minutes that suddenly felt endless.
Raghu watched every second on the live feed. The moment he saw Rajesh step out of the front door and walk toward the gate with the folder in hand, a wild thrill shot through him.
Wow… what a damn lucky chance… only five minutes…
He slipped out of his own room without a sound, barefoot, cock still hard and leaking against his stomach. The corridor was dark. Nisha’s bedroom door stood shut but unlocked. Raghu pushed it open slowly, just enough, and stepped inside.
The real sight hit him harder than any camera feed.
Nisha stood naked between the two poles, wrists locked high and wide, black cloth covering her eyes, full 36 breasts bare and heavy, black nipples still wet, soft belly and navel exposed, her shaved pussy glistening under the light. Her body trembled slightly. Soft, helpless, impatient breaths left her mouth. She had no idea anyone had entered.
Raghu froze in the doorway, heart slamming, staring at the living erotic nightmare of his strict Madam—tied, blind, left alone for “just five minutes,” and completely at the mercy of whoever chose to step closer....