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Another lucky day for Raghu. I think he is the luckiest character in this story. Not only Jaya but also Ashima now. 



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Javed unable to control his feeling on his miss jaya and trying to kiss her while jaya know its gonna happen


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Update-40B

 
Back to Ashima's home, (continuation from last Update 40A) both Ashima and Reghu sat on the sofa fully naked. Ashima's head rest on his shoulder. He spooned Ice cream to her. Ashima kept her hand on his chest and closed her eyes and thinking how she completely surrender to this man, how she invite him by sending her naked photos and videos. She cant believe still how she changed quickly. Her thought drifted to that evening.
 
Ashima come back from college after bring her little son Rohan from day care. She bathed Rohan and give him food and went to kitchen. The morning adventure in the college was hunting her mind. She prepare food and feed Rohan. After some time Rohan drifted to sleep. She apply oil on her hair and went to bathroom. When she removed all the dress and started to remove hair from her body. When she finished, heard the mobile ring. He heartbeat increased. That must be Reghu to say thanks for the food. She wrapped a towel around her body and ran toward the  bed and took her mobile. Seeing the screen her smile reduced and a mixed emotion came on her face. That was her beloved hubby Vivek.  She attend the call.
 
V: hii dear
 
A: Vivek I was going to bath..
 
V: wawoo correct timing. I am alone here in my room. Let me enjoy your bath dear.
Saying this he kept his phone in front of him by the support of a pillow removed all his dress in seconds and sat on the bed by stroking his small cock. Seeing his skinny attire with small dick Ashima felt bad for him. But to make him happy she went to bathroom and place the mobile on the bathroom counter and undid the towel. Seeing her sexy naked body Viveks cock become fully erected but that was very small and thin. He stroked his cock and moaned. That makes her aroused, she already horney after the morning adventure with Reghu at college toilet. Ashima rubbed her both nipple and massaged her boobs and moves her right hand towards her clean shaven pussy and started to rub. She stimulated her clit by watching her naked husbands small dick. Seeing her seductive act he lost his control and shot out the cum on the phone screen.His cock become limb and he exhausted. He removed the specks and started panting
 
A: "Vivek, are you okay?" Ashima asked with concern, noticing his sudden silence.
 
V: Yes dear, I am okay. I just missed you a lot, and I couldn't hold back.
 
A: "I missed you too, but you can try to hold some more time," she said, trying to keep her voice light. Inside, she felt a mix of pity and frustration.
 
V: I know dear, I promise I will try when we do this in real. Continue your bath I want to take rest. He was lost his breath, breathing heavily and cut the call without wait for her replay.
 
The call ended, leaving Ashima to finish her bath in a contemplative mood. As she rinsed off the soap, her thoughts drifted back to Reghu. The way he had touched her, the passion in his eyes, the size of his cock... she couldn't help but compare the two men. She felt really bad on Vivek's act. He doesn't care her feeling, He  didnt wait or help her to masturbate. When he ejaculate, he cut the call and go. His behaviour makes her negative feeling towards him. But she is sure that if Reghu was there he will not leave her in middle of the way. He will take any risk for her. She was really enjoyed the adventure they did in that college toilet. Thinking of that her nipple become erect and she stimulated her clits by thinking of Reghu. That makes her more wet. She got more pleasure even thinking of Reghu. She inserted her finger and move in and out of her pussy. She forgot about her husband’s act and her mind full of Reghu's love. But before she reached the climax, her fingering disturbed by Rohan’s cry. She try to finished fast, but the mother in her don’t allow to continue. She wrapped the towel and went near him. Sat beside him on the bed and rub on his head. He became calm and drifted to sleep again. After confirming that he slept she went to bathroom and finished her bath. Later she come to living room after dressed in a nighty and sat on the sofa and checking her mobile and see Vivek’s message.
 
V:  "Dear I a going out for a birthday party of my colleague, will call you tomorrow, I was calling to tell you about the party, But I lost on your beauty. Sorry. Good night, see you tomorrow."
 
Ashima read the message,  feel a pang of annoyance. She knew Vivek's attitude is like this, but first time she felt angry on his behaviour, but she also knew that she couldn't ignore the love she had for Reghu anymore. The guilt of her affair was heavy on her chest, but the passion and care he provided was something she hadn't felt in years. She decided to respond with a simple, "Good night, take care."
 
Yes Reghu is right, Vivek is selfish. He don’t care my feelings. He give me freedom, but only in his circle. I know I was did mistake with Reghu, but now I am sure, I am right. Yes Vivek give money for me and Rohan, but what about emotional support? I need someone who can understand my feelings. Reghu is that person. He is poor, but he have a good heart. And he loves me too. Vivek never consider my feelings, I believe him and left my family and rich life for him. I was mad at that time. But now I realize I did the mistake. Raghu is the second man I have been close to. Now I really understand the difference and what a man's care and love are. I was really cheated in my love marriage. When she was in college, she feel attraction towards Vivek; because he was respected by every students and teachers. He was the mediator to solve the students union issue. He have more fans in that college. But now she realize that he is a looser in married life. He is the best for others not for her. Her marathon thinking against Vivek dragged her towards Reghu. Now I think I didnt do anything wrong. Its my life. Why I waste someone care that I never get from my husband. Reghu is the best. He care my feelings and care my body too. Reghu is right I am trapped in a married life. I want to come out from that. Anyway I cant return vback to my parents and relatives. So move on with what I have with me. Use the opportunities what I get. Tears rolled down through her cheeks. She need a care now, yes she need Reghu now. Ashima decided to call Reghu.
 
She called Reghu. Then seduce him by sending photo and video (You read in previous Update 40A)
 
Ashima wake up from her thoughts, when she feel the kiss on her forehead. She looked in to Reghu's eyes and smiled at him. Her eyes was filled with tears.
 
R: hey Ashi what happened?
 
A: Nothing Reghu,
 
R: Ashi I know, something is disturbing your mind. What you have to hide from me? Tell me. He said with a caring look in his eyes.

Ashima took a deep breath and decided to tell him everything. She started to explain about her feeling with Vivek. How she cheated in her married life. And now how much she got real love from Reghu. Reghu become happy after hearing that.

 

A: Reghu I really need you in my life, your love, your caring, and your support.

 

R: I am with you Ashima, I will be there where you need anything. I promised. He promised same thing to Jaya also.

 

A: Love you Reghu... He leaned on her forehead and kissed her.

 

R: What about your husband ?

 

A: He only focus on money for us, but he ever think about my mental and physical feeling. I never get real love from him, I know that after you enter in my life.

 

R: That's not fair to you, Ashima. You deserve to be loved and cherished.

 

Ashima nodded, feeling a mix of sadness and anger. She knew Reghu was right, but she didn't know how to fix her marriage. She leaned into his chest, feeling the warmth and strength of his body against hers. It was in moments like these that she felt truly alive and understood.

 

Reghu wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. He didn't want to see her in pain. He knew that their relationship was complicated, but he couldn't help but love her more each day. They sat in silence for a few minutes, just holding each other.

 

A: Reghu but I am confused. I need you and I cant leave him also. He is the father of my son and my official husband.

 

R: I understand Ashi, I am not asking you to leave him. But just be honest with yourself. You deserve happiness and satisfaction in your life. We can manage this secretly but I don't want you to be unhappy.

 

A: I know, but I am scared. What if he finds out? He will take away Rohan.

 

R: Don't worry, we will handle it.

 

She felt a big relief in her mind.

 

A: Raghu, am I a bad woman? For wanting you like this?

 

R: No, you're not. You're just a woman who deserves to be loved and cared for. And I will always be here for you.

 

He kissed her forehead, his hand caressing her cheek. She leaned into his embrace, feeling the warmth of his body against hers. Her hand slid down his back, feeling the muscles tense under her touch. The desire was palpable in the air around them, a silent symphony of passion and longing.

 

R: Ashi can I ask you one thing ?

 

A: Yes Reghu what is it?

 

R: Did you think that I am using you? (he want to tell her about the relation with Jaya)

 

A: No Reghu, I never thought that. You are the one who understands me. You are the one who makes me feel alive again.

 

R: Then why the guilt? We both need to be honest with each other. We are not hurting anyone. We are just filling the gaps that are missing in our lives.

 

A: I know, but it’s the society. I can't bear the thought of them judging me, calling me names.

 

R: Fuck society! We are adults. We know what we are doing and we know how to keep it private. No one needs to know.

 
He pulled her closer, kissing her deeply. She responded with equal passion, her arms wrapping around his neck. Her hands roamed over his body, exploring every inch of his bare chest and back. His cock was now fully erect, pressing against her thigh. She felt a rush of excitement, her pussy throbbing with need.


They broke the kiss and Reghu looked into her eyes, searching for the answer. He saw the desire and the fear. He knew he had to be patient with her.

 

R: Ashi waht you will do if I have a girlfriend?

 

A: What? Reghu, why are you asking that?

 

R: I am just asking.

 

A: If you have a girlfriend, then I will be happy for you. But I will miss you, our secret moments.

 

R: I know, but what if I care you both  equally?

 

A: Reghu, I don't know what to say. But I will not force you to love me. You are free to make your choices. I just want to be with you, in any way possible.

 

Reghu felt a twinge of pain at her words. He knew he was playing with fire, but he couldn't resist the temptation. He leaned in and kissed her again, his hands sliding down to cup her ass.

 

R: so you want my love and care only right? no problem about my past present or future ?

 

A: Reghu, I know you have your own life. I just want to share a part of it with you. The part where we are happy together, without any strings attached. Can we do that?

 

Reghu's heart swelled with affection for her. He knew that she was right. They couldn't control their feelings, but they could control how they acted on them. He nodded, smiling reassuringly.

 

R: Ashi, I will always be there for you. I promise. Now I know that you don’t have any problem that if I have a girlfriend.

 

A: Reghu, I trust you. If you love me, then that's all that matters to me. I don't want to be a burden on your life. I just want us to be happy together when we can.

 

Reghu felt a sense of relief wash over him. He took her in his arms and kissed her deeply, feeling the passion that had been building between them for weeks. He knew that he had to tread carefully, but he also knew that he couldn't deny the love that was blossoming in his heart for both Jaya and Ashima.

 

R: so I want to reveil one thing to you.

 

A: What is it, Reghu?

 

R: I am in love with someone else also.

 

Ashima's eyes widened in shock. She felt a pang of jealousy, but she didn't want to be the one to ruin this moment. She took a deep breath and tried to keep her voice steady.

 

A: Who is it?

 

Reghu paused, looking into her eyes. He didn't want to hurt her, but he knew he had to be honest.

 

R: Its Madam Jaya.

Ashima felt like the world had dropped out from under her. She had suspected something was going on between them, but to hear it from him was a different story altogether. She stepped back, trying to process the information.

 

A: Reghu, I... I don't know what to say.

 

R: Ashi, please understand me. I didn't plan for this. It just happened. We started it around one month only.

 

A: "But why didn't you tell me before? I trusted you, I...I thought we had something real."

 

Reghu looked down, guilt etched on his face. He knew he had hurt her, but he couldn't bear the weight of the lie anymore.

 

R: I know, and I'm sorry. But I didn't know how to tell you. I care for you deeply, but my heart is with Jaya also.

 

Ashima's eyes filled with tears as she struggled to comprehend his confession. Her mind was a whirlwind of emotions – Ashima felt a mix of anger, betrayal, and sadness. How could he love two women at the same time? And why did he have to choose the one woman she considered her best friend?

 

A: "So, all this time, while we were... you were thinking of her?"

 

Reghu took a step towards her, reaching out to comfort her, but she slapped his hand away.

 

R: "No, no, Ashi, it's not like that. If you listen me Ican expain everything."

 

Ashima's eyes searched his, looking for any sign of deceit, but all she found was the same sincerity she had always seen in them. She took a deep breath and sat down on the bed, inviting him to sit beside her.

 

A: "Ok, tell me everything."

Reghu sat down, his heart racing. He knew this moment could change everything. He took her hand in his and began to speak, his voice low and earnest.

 

R: "I met and talk Jaya at college when she come to college in a saturday morning for some work..... Then...... (he explained everything about Jaya and and him.... He had a revenge on her husband family also.)

 

Understanding that Jaya also have a failure married life she felt a kinship towards her. Ashima understand Reghu was helping Jaya aslo like he helped her.

 

Ashima sat silently, her mind reeling with the information Reghu had just shared. Her eyes searched his, looking for any hint of deceit, but she found only honesty and pain. "So," she began, her voice barely a whisper, "you're in love with Jaya."

 

Reghu nodded, his grip on her hand tightening slightly. "Yes, I am. But that doesn't change how I feel about you, Ashima. I love you also Ashima. Now both you and Jaya is same as the eye ball of my both eyes. I will care you both equally."

 

Ashima felt a strange mix of emotions—part anger, part sadness, and part understanding. She knew that Reghu was a good man, and she couldn't fault him for falling in love with someone else. She took a deep breath and squeezed his hand back. "Reghu," she said, "I know you're a kind person. And I know you care for me. But this is so much to take in."

 

He nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. "I know it is. And I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. But I didn't know how to tell you without hurting you."

 

 

They sat in silence for a few moments, the tension in the room thick enough to cut with a knife. Finally, Ashima spoke up, her voice firm despite the tears in her eyes. "Reghu, I want you to be happy. If being with Jaya makes you happy, then I won't stand in your way. But,"

 

R: Ashima I told you everything honestly after confirm that you don’t have any problem that if I have a relationship. But now you said different thing.

 

Ashima took a moment to compose herself before speaking. "Reghu, I don't want you to choose between us. I know that's not fair. But I also can't ignore what's happening here. We've crossed lines that we never should have."

 

Reghu nodded, understanding her pain. "please understand me Ashima, its all happened like what happened between us."

 

Ashima wiped her tears away. "I know Reghu. I'm not blaming you. I just... I didn't expect to feel this way."

 

R: I know, I didn’t expect it either. But I can’t help how I feel about Jaya. She's different for me.

 

A: I know Reghu. I know she's important to you. But I can't be okay with you being with her. It hurts too much.

 

He leaned forward and took her hand in his, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Then what do we do? I don't want to lose you either."

 

Ashima took a deep breath and looked at him with a mix of sadness and determination. "We have to end this, Reghu. We can't keep doing this to each other and to Jaya."

 

Reghu felt a stab of pain in his heart. "But what about us?"

 

A: We'll always be friends, Reghu. That's what we should have been in the first place. We can support each other without crossing these lines.

 

He knew she was right, but the thought of not having her in his life in that intimate way was unbearable. "Okay, Ashima. If that's what you want."

 

They sat in silence for a few more moments, the weight of their decision settling on them like a heavy blanket. Then, without another word, Reghu stood up and started getting dressed. Ashima did the same, both of them moving mechanically, as if in a daze. When they were both dressed, they shared one last, lingering look before Reghu left the room. Ashima closed the door and ran towards her bedroom and lay beside Rohan and hugged him and started to cry.

 

The ride back to the college was tense, the silence between them filled with unspoken words and unshed tears. Reghu felt a sense of relief mixed with sadness; he had been honest with Ashima, but he couldn't shake the feeling that he had hurt her deeply. He parked the bike in the staff parking and walked to his room.

 

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Back to Jaya's room (continuation from Update 40A) evening around 6:50pm

 

M: miss.... You know he is my best friend and you are my best teacher. I wanted to help him badly. Can you help me for that ?? Jaya understand that is his plan and act naturally.

 

J: How can i help him?

 

M: I don’t know also. She looked at Javed.

 
J: javed what is he talking about ? Javed afraid. His throat become dry...




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Jav: I don’t know miss...

 

M: Miss he is afraid to tell, I know you will scolded me after I told this to you. but I don’t care. He want to know about sex and how to pleasure a women.

 

Both Jaya and Javed shocked..... Jaya shouted at him.

 

J: Mani....... What are you saying..

 

M: I said the truth miss... He don’t know anything. I showed him porn videos but he don’t know anything, As I teasing him before, Someone must need to go to his bedroom to satisfy his girl.

 

Javed was really embarrassed by Mani's words. He standing there by keep his head down. Jaya also felt sorry for him.

 

M: I am sorry miss, I tell the fact. If you can please explain him everything. You can do that. You are a good teacher.

 

J: but Mani...

 

M: its ok miss, I know its difficult for you, but he is my best friend. I want to help him thats all.

 

Jaya sighed heavily, her mind racing with conflicting emotions. On one hand, she felt a pang of guilt for leading Javed on and possibly causing his curiosity. On the other hand, she knew that she had to be firm and maintain her boundaries.

 

J: Mani, I appreciate your concern for Javed, but this is not something I can discuss with him. He should learn about these things from his own experiences and when the time is right.

 

Mani nodded reluctantly, understanding the seriousness in Jaya's tone. He knew that pushing the issue would only make things worse.

 

M: Ok miss, I understand. Mani looked at Javed. Javed was in mixed state of fear, excitement.

 

J: Javed, please don’t feel embarrassed. I know you’re going through a phase, but it’s important to learn these things from the right sources and with the right person.

 

Javed nodded, still avoiding eye contact with Jaya. The room was filled with an awkward silence that seemed to stretch for an eternity.

 

M: Ok miss, Its 7:00pm we need to join the duty. Shall we come after 2:00am to prepare exams after our duty ?

 

J: Ofcourse, I am reeady to help you for your studies any time.  But let's focus on your studies first, we can discuss about your personal issues later.

 

M: Ok miss. Thank you.

 

J: You are welcome

 
Javed and Mani went out of the hotel room for their duty in that hotel. Jaya walked back and undid her robe and stood naked in front of the mirror. She herself watched her curvy body. She felt proud on her body. From young to old person enjoyed her beauty. She was not ashamed of that. She think "Shekhar uncle, Rahim, Reghu, Albert, Mani enjoyed her beauty and she is sure that they will do anything for her. and now Javed the skinny boy see my full anatomy and masturbate thinking of me. I am like their queen. Outside world I am a reputed women. But only my fans know about me. hi hi.... They think they are lucky to have me other than my stupid husband. All this happens because of him."




She looked at her own face on the mirror and asked "Did I do anything wrong?" But the reflection gave a devilish smile. "No Jaya you are right, Your husband is the reason, He enjoyed philippine girl in his working site and don’t spend time to ask about your life also. You are in the right track, enjoy your young age" Jaya felt a pang of guilt but quickly shrugged it off. She slipped into a silk nightgown, the fabric clinging to her curves and caressing her skin as she moved. She lay down on the bed, her thoughts drifting to the men who desired her. Her hand traveled to her breasts, squeezing gently before moving lower. She thought of Reghu, his strong hands and the way he had touched her. A warmth grew between her legs, and she couldn't resist the urge to touch herself, She spread her legs wide and her fingers gliding over her slick folds.

 

Suddenly the door opened, and Mani walked in, his eyes widening at the sight of her. "Wawooo miss you miss me?" he closed the door behind him him and ran towards her nd without saying anything he placed his mouth on her open pussy. She gasped, surprised but also excited by his sudden, hungry attention. He licked and sucked at her clit, his tongue flicking against it in a way that sent waves of pleasure through her body.

 

Jaya's hips began to rock against his face as she moaned his name, her hands tangling in his hair. "Mani, oh god," she whispered, her voice hoarse with passion. He responded by sliding two fingers into her, pumping them in and out as he continued to pleasure her with his mouth. She felt herself climbing closer and closer to the edge, her body taut with anticipation.

 

As Mani worked her to another orgasm, her body was overwhelmed by the intense pleasure. She arched her back. Suddenly mani stopped and alerted that his mobile is ringing in his pocket. He pull out his finger from her pussy. "Ahhh....." He took the mobile and showed her to be silent.

 

M: Hel.. hello uncle.

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M: Ya I am here in hotel...

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M: OK I will come now.

 

Call disconnected. Mani jumped from the bed without finishing the job.

 

M: Sorry miss my uncle is here for some days. He is staying in my rented room. I came here to say that I cant come after duty. But I forgot to say that after seeing your wet pussy. See you tomorrow." without her replay he ran towards the door and left her room.

 

Jaya felt a mix of anger and frustration that Mani left her without giving the orgasm, but she couldn't help but be amused by the situation. She lay there for a moment, her hand still between her legs, before sitting up and walking towards the bathroom and washed her pussy and wear a panty and again lay on the bed thinking that, "So there is nothing to do, sleeping, boys will not come today" She switch off the light and switch on the bed lamp. She fell in to sleep.

 

At midnight Jaya opened her eyes when hear the sound of door opening. She looked at the door and see the door opened slowly and Javed enter inside without making any sound. She suddenly closed her eyes and act like she is in deep sleep. Javed came to her side. He noticed that she was not in the same dress which she wore when he left for duty. She wore a short nighty which barely covered her half thighs. He watching her sexy body. She was sleep on sidewise. Her boobs bulged out from her nighty and make a big cleavage. She had not worn any bra. He could see the outline of her nipple through the fabric. He felt his cock hardening as he took in the sight of her. he pressed his small cock over his pant.

 

 

He want to touch her and he got an idea that he tap on her lap by acting that he call her to wake up. But Jaya acted she is in deep sleep. He hand touched on her soft skin on the thighs. She didn't move. He think she is in deep sleep. He again tapped on her thighs and rest his hand on her thighs. Jaya not open her eyes. She wanted to know that what he will do. Seeing that there is no response from Jaya. He moved his hand slowly up towards the hem of her nighty. His heart was racing with excitement. He could feel the heat from her body, and the scent of her arousal was intoxicating.

 

As his hand reached her panty line, she let out a soft sigh, which made him pause for a moment. He waited to see if she would wake up, but she remained still. But this time she turn back and lay on her back. This time her nighty moved up and rested just below her panty. His eyes widened as he took in the sight of her smooth, bare skin and the dark shadow of her trimmed pubic hair. He couldn’t resist the temptation any longer and began to stroke the fabric covering her pussy. It was wet, and the feel of it made his cock throb.

 

Jaya's chest rose and fell with her shallow breaths, her nipples hardening against the thin fabric of her nighty. She could feel his eyes on her, but she kept her breathing steady, pretending to be asleep. A thrill ran through her as she felt his hand on her thigh again, moving closer to her pussy. Slowly he kept her nighty above her panty. He was trembling with anticipation, his breath hot on her skin as he hovered his hand over her sex.

 

Javed's fingertips brushed against the damp material of her panties. He traced the outline of her slit, feeling the heat and the softness of her folds. She bit her lip to stifle a moan, her body betraying her. He took it as a sign of consent and slid a finger beneath the elastic, touching her bare flesh. She was wet and ready, and she knew she couldn't keep up the charade much longer.

 

Without warning, she opened her eyes and grabbed his wrist, holding his hand firmly in place. "What are you doing?" she whispered harshly, feigning anger.

 

Javed's eyes went wide with surprise, but he quickly composed himself. "I... I'm sorry miss...," he stammered. "I thought you....... you....."

 

Jaya stared at him for a moment, the tension in the room thick as she contemplated her next move. "You thought what, Javed?" she asked, her voice low and dangerous.

 

"I thought you were dreaming," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't mean to wake you."

 

Jaya could feel the blood rushing to her face, but she didn't release his wrist. "You know it's wrong, don't you?"

 

"Yes, miss, I know," he said, his voice shaking slightly. "But I couldn't help it. You looked so... tempting."

 

Their eyes met, and in that brief moment, Jaya saw a mix of lust and fear in his gaze. It was a heady combination that made her feel both powerful and vulnerable. She knew she should be furious, but instead, she felt a strange thrill. She give him the chance to do that. Poor boy. She thought to herself, he must be really in need of a woman.

 

"I understand," she said finally, her voice softer now. "sit here" she pulled his hand and made him sit on the edge of the bed. "But this can't happen again, do you understand?"

 

Javed nodded fervently, his eyes never leaving hers. He felt like he was drowning in those deep pools of brown, and he would do anything to keep from going under. "I understand," he murmured, his voice barely a whisper.

 

Jaya took a deep breath and released his wrist. She could see the goosebumps that had risen on his skin from her touch, and she felt a flicker of something she couldn't quite identify. It was a mix of pity and desire. She remember Mani's words. "You wanted to help him and he see you fully naked and moreover he is my best friend, I need to help him also...............Then we can help him together without down your reputation and respect." She decided to do something for Javed.

 

Jaya sat on the bed without leaving his wrist. She looked into his eyes and said, "Javed you are a good boy, I am a teacher and I can understand, every boys in this age have curiosity. but if you don’t control your feelings, that must be make trouble in your life"

 

Javed nodded, his eyes filled with a mix of relief and disappointment. He knew she was right, but the thought of never feeling her skin against his again was almost unbearable. "I'm sorry, miss," he murmured.

 

Jaya felt a pang of guilt for leading him on, but she also knew that she couldn't risk her career or her friendship with Mani. "I'm going to help you," she said firmly. "But we have to be careful."

 

Javed's eyes lit up with hope. "How, miss?" he asked eagerly.

 

"We'll find a way to satisfy your... needs," she said, choosing her words carefully. "But it has to be in a way that won't get either of us into trouble."

 

Jaya stood up and walked to the table and drink water from the bottle.

 

J: look Javed, I undertsnad your situation. My mind says you are an innocent boy with helping mentality. I apreciate your effort for your study and helping your mother."

 

He felt a strange mix of emotions—shame, excitement, and gratitude. He didn't know what she had in mind, but he was willing to do anything she asked.

 

Jaya sat down on the bed next to him, her legs crossed. She took a deep breath and said, "Now, tell me everything. What do you feel when you're around me?"

 

Javed's eyes grew wide as he stumbled over his words. "I... I don’t know miss"

 

J: Javed I am trying to help you and you don’t say anything. Tell me truth.

 

He swallowed hard and looked into her eyes, feeling the weight of his secret. "Miss, I... I get... I mean... I get aroused when I'm around you," he confessed, his cheeks reddening.

 

Jaya nodded, her gaze unwavering. "It's normal, Javed. But we need to manage it. Do you masturbate?"

 

The question took him by surprise, but he nodded. "Yes, miss."

 

"Good," she said, her voice softening. "Masturbation is a healthy way to relieve stress and sexual tension. You can do that when you are frustrated?"

 

Javed nodded, feeling a mix of embarrassment and relief. He had never talked to anyone about such personal matters, especially not his teacher. But there was something about the way Jaya talked to him that made him feel safe and understood.

 

They sat in silence for a moment, the only sound the faint ticking of the clock on the wall. Jaya broke the silence, her tone business-like.

 

J: Now tell me what yo do with my panty?

 

Javed's eyes darted to the side, realizing his mistake. "Miss, I'm sorry," he mumbled, his face burning with shame.

 

J: "Don't be sorry, just tell me."

 

Javed took a deep breath. "I... I used to smell it," he confessed.

 

Jaya's expression was unreadable, a mix of disgust and curiosity. "And what else?"

 

He swallowed hard. "Miss, I used to... touch myself while smelling it."

 

Her eyes narrowed, but she remained calm. "its ok. then?"

 

Jav: "Miss, sometimes I imagine your naked body."

 

J: "Is that so?" Jaya said, her voice dripping with a mix of amusement and seduction. She leaned closer to him, her eyes glinting in the soft glow of the night lamp.

 

Jav: "Yes, miss. I can't help it," he admitted, his cheeks flushing.

 

J: "Well, Javed, if you're going to think about me like that, I think it's only fair that I know what you're imagining," she purred, placing her hand on his shoulder.

 

Javed's breath hitched as he felt her touch. He looked into her eyes, searching for any hint of disapproval, but all he saw was curiosity and a smoldering heat. Encouraged, he began to speak, his voice low and shaky.

 

Jav: "Miss, I imagine you...bathing" He paused, his eyes flickering down to her chest before looking back up at her.

 

J: "Go on, Javed," she coaxed, her voice a soft purr as she traced a finger along the neckline of her nightgown, her nails grazing the fabric.

 

Javed's eyes followed the path of her finger, his mind racing with the images she had conjured. "I...I imagine you, with water running down your body, your skin glistening, your...your breasts," he stuttered, unable to tear his gaze away from her chest.

 

J: "My breasts?" she prompted, her smile widening as she leaned back, placing one hand behind her head, pushing the fabric aside to reveal the swell of her cleavage. "What do you think they look like when they're wet?"

 

Her question hung in the air, thick with innuendo. Javed felt his cock twitch in response, his arousal growing despite his fear of being caught. He took a deep breath, trying to compose himself.

 

Jav: "I...I think they must be...beautiful, Miss," he managed to say, his voice thick with desire.

 

J: "hmmmm.... you already see me naked on that day" she said playfully, her eyes twinkling mischievously.

 

Javed's eyes widened, and he felt his cock throb at the memory of that fateful day in the same room. He nodded, unable to form coherent words.

 

J: "Then, what you did in that evening?" Jaya continued, her voice dropping to a whisper as she leaned closer to him, her breasts brushing against his arm.

 

Jav: "I...I couldn't stop thinking about you, Miss," he admitted, his gaze dropping to the swell of her cleavage.

 

Jaya smirked, enjoying the power she held over him. She knew that he was imagining her naked again, his cock hardening at the thought of her soft, round breasts and the light brown areolae that surrounded her nipples. She decided to push the boundaries a little further, to see just how far he was willing to go.

 

J: "And what did you do when you went home?" she asked, her tone coy and inviting.

 

Javed's mind raced with images of his own hand wrapped around his cock, stroking himself to the thought of her. He swallowed hard, his cheeks flushing a dark red.

 

Jav: "I...I did what any man would do in my situation, Miss," he mumbled, his eyes darting away from hers.

 

Jaya leaned in closer, her breath hot against his ear.

 

J: "You masturbated, didn't you?" she whispered, her voice like a caress.

 

Javed's breath hitched, his cock growing even harder at her directness. He nodded, unable to speak.

 

Jaya sat back, a knowing smile playing on her lips. She had him right where she wanted him. She decided it was time to take control of the situation before it spiraled out of hand.

 

J: "It's okay, Javed. I understand," she said, her voice soothing. "But we can't let this affect your study. We have to keep this between us, okay?"

 

Javed nodded eagerly, his eyes never leaving hers. He was hers to manipulate, to control. She could feel his desperation to please her, and it only made her more excited.

 

J: "What you feel now?" Jaya asked, her voice low and sultry.

 

J: "I feel... I feel..." Javed stuttered, his eyes glazed over with desire.

 

J: "You feel ?" Jaya prompted, raising an eyebrow.

 

Javed swallowed hard, trying to find the words to describe the tumult of emotions inside him. "I feel... hot, Madam," he finally managed to say.

 

Jaya smirked. "ha ha" she said, "you really are a naughty boy, aren't you?"

 

J: "I-I'm sorry, Madam," Javed stuttered, his cheeks burning with embarrassment.

 

Jaya leaned back on the bed, her arms behind her head. She knew the power she held over him and decided to play along, keeping the flirty banter going.

 

J: "what you trying to do in this night some minutes before" Jaya said, her tone playfully accusatory.

 

Javed's face flushed as he realized she had caught him in the act. "I-I just couldn't help myself, Madam," he stammered.

 

Jaya's smile grew wider, enjoying the power she held over him. "Couldn't help yourself, huh?" she repeated, her voice teasing. "Tell me, Javed?"

 

Jav: Sorry miss, when I see you sleeping, I just try to touch your body, but when I see you are in deep sleep my hands touch on your soft thighs.... sorry miss. I don’t know how I did that"

Jaya felt his hardness and she knew he was telling truth. She felt pity for him. She decided to play along without crossing the line.

 

J: "It's okay Javed, but next time you should control yourself, okay?" She said, her voice still holding a hint of flirtation.

 

Jav: "But Madam, I can't control when I see your beauty," he replied, his voice thick with desire.

 

Jaya laughed lightly, enjoying the attention. "Flattery will get you everywhere," she teased, her hand brushing against his arm.

 

Jav: "But, Madam, can you tell me how to control my feelings?" Javed asked, his eyes searching hers.

 

J: "It's all about self-discipline, Javed," she whispered, her breath tickling his ear. "Imagine something else, something that's not so... tempting."

 

Jav: But I am loss in your beauty, I cant think other things. Madam you know I love you.

Jaya felt a mix of emotions; she knew that Javed's infatuation with her was growing stronger, and it was both thrilling and concerning. She decided to keep the conversation light and playful, hoping it would ease the tension between them without leading to anything inappropriate.

 

J: "Javed, you're a good boy, but you must remember, I'm your Miss. It's not proper for you to think about me that way."

 

Javed nodded, his eyes still fixated on her. She noticed the bulge in his pants growing more prominent and knew that she needed to redirect his attention.

 

Jav: Madam, can you help me to study tonight?

 

Jaya knew that his request was a ploy to spend more time with her. She sighed, looking at his hopeful face.

 

J: Yes Javed, I'll help you with your studies any time. Lets sit on the sofa.

 

Jaya stand on the floor. "Let me wash my face first" saying this she walked towards the bathroom. He looked at her swaying round ass under the small sleeveless nighty which cover till her mid thigh. She looked back and caught him staing and smiked at him. "What are you looking at Javed?" She ask him with a playful tone. He blushed and look down. Jaya went to bathroom and washed her face and took a deep breath to control her emotions. She knew she was playing with his feeling but she enjoyed the thrill.

 

Time is around 12:15am Coming out of the bathroom, she found Javed sitting on the sofa, his textbook open in front of him. She don’t changed her nighty or wear bra under the nighty. She sat next to him, close enough to feel the warmth of his body, but not too close to make him uncomfortable.

 

J: "So, where were we?" she asked, picking up the textbook and flipping through the pages.

 

Javed stuttered as he pointed to a page. "Here, Madam."

 

They began to study, but Jaya couldn't help but notice the way Javed's eyes kept straying to her bare legs and the hint of her cleavage. She knew he was trying to be good, but the temptation was too much for him. She decided to keep the mood light, occasionally leaning over to show him something in the book, allowing her breasts to brush against his arm. Each time, she felt a little thrill run through her as she watched his reactions.

 

As the minutes ticked by, the room grew warmer, and Jaya began to feel the heat of Javed's gaze on her body. She stood up and stretched, her nighty riding up slightly and revealing the curve of her ass. He took a sharp intake of breath, his eyes widening as he tried to avert his gaze. She pretended not to notice and suggested they take a break.

 

"Would you like some tea?" she asked, her voice dripping with sweetness.

 

"Yes, miss," he replied, his eyes lingering on her before he could stop himself.

 

 

While preparing the tea in electric kettle, Jaya thought about her situation. She had a husband who didn't satisfy her, a lover who didn't know she was playing with his emotions, and a student who was clearly infatuated with her. It was a delicate dance she performed, and she reveled in the thrill of it all. She returned with two steaming cups and sat back down on the sofa, making sure to cross her legs in a way that gave him an even better view of her panties.

 

"Now, where were we?" she asked, taking a sip of her tea.

 

Javed's eyes remained glued to her, and she could see his cock straining against his pants. She knew she had him right where she wanted him. "Madam," he began, his voice shaking slightly, "I think we should... maybe... stop."

 

"Stop what?" she asked, feigning innocence as she set her cup down and leaned in closer. "I thought we were just studying."

 

Her hand found its way to his thigh, and she began to gently massage it. He swallowed hard and tried to focus on the textbook. "Madam," he whispered, "I can't concentrate."

 

Jaya leaned back, her hand lingering on his leg. "Why is that?" she teased.

 

He took a deep breath and looked at her. "Because of what happened earlier... and because I can't stop thinking about you."

 

The confession hung in the air, and she felt a pang of guilt. She had been toying with him, but she hadn't expected him to be so open about his feelings. She took another sip of her tea, contemplating her next move. "Javed," she began, her voice softer, "you're a good boy, but we can't let our emotions get the best of us."

 

He nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. "I know, Madam."

 

They sat in silence for a moment before she stood up, the tension in the room palpable. "Let's get some fresh air," she said, her hand resting on his shoulder.

 

They stepped out onto the balcony, the cool night breeze a welcome relief from the heat inside. Jaya leaned against the railing, her nighty fluttering in the wind. Javed couldn't help but stare at her, his thoughts racing.

 

The moon hung low in the sky, casting a soft glow over the mountains that stretched out before them. The silvery light painted the peaks with an ethereal beauty, making the scene seem almost otherworldly. Jaya took a deep breath, filling her lungs with the fresh mountain air. "It's so peaceful out here," she murmured, her eyes locked on the breathtaking view.

 

Javed nodded in agreement, his gaze still on her. She could feel his eyes on her body, his desire palpable, even through the fabric of her nighty. She turned to face him, leaning back against the railing, and took his hand in hers. "Javed, I understand what you're feeling"

 

He swallowed hard, his eyes searching hers. he said, his voice barely a whisper. "But I can't help it."

 

J: Should I change this nightie?  I think this will make you discomfort. She asked him with husky voice.

 

Jav: "No, no miss, it's okay," he said quickly, trying to keep his voice steady. "You are very beautiful in this nighty, I feel love towards you miss."

 

Jaya looked at him with a gentle smile, her eyes filled with understanding. "You're not the first student to develop feelings for their teacher," she said, her voice soothing.

 

Jav: I am sorry miss, If I think wrong.

 

Jaya: "It's alright Javed. It's a natural feeling, you are a good boy thats why you talk to me openly" she said, patting his back gently and place her right hand on his right shoulder as she stand on his left side. Her smooth boobs pressed on his shoulder. She knew that she had to handle the situation with care. She didn't want to lose his respect or make him uncomfortable.

 

Javed felt a rush of warmth spread through his body at her touch. He swallowed hard, trying to focus on her words rather than the intoxicating scent of her perfume that filled the air. He nodded.

 

Jav: miss,You are a very loving and kind woman. If any other women insted of you, I will be in jail now.

 

Jaya felt a pang of sadness for Javed's past and the struggles he had been through. She knew that her guidance was important to him, not just for his studies, but also for his emotional well-being. She leaned in closer, her breasts more press against his arm as she whispered, "I'm here for you, Javed. We can talk about anything."

 

Javed's heart raced as he felt her breath on his ear. The temptation was too great. He turned to face her, his eyes searching hers for any hint of permission. Jaya held his gaze, the corners of her mouth twitching with a mischievous smile. She knew exactly what he was thinking, and she decided to give him a little of what he wanted without crossing the line.

 

Slowly, she reached up and traced her right hand finger along his jawline, sending a jolt of electricity through his body. Javed's breath hitched as she leaned in, her full lips a mere whisper away from his. He closed his eyes, anticipating the kiss that never came. Instead, she leaned down and kissed the top of his forehead, her soft lips leaving a warm imprint on his skin. He felt a mix of disappointment and relief, the intensity of the moment diffusing slightly.

 

Jaya stepped back, her hand lingering on his shoulder. Javed looked in to her eyes and tears rolled down from his eyes. She wiped his tears with her soft hand and said. "What happened Javed?"

 

"I don't know Madam. No one kiss me like this with love in my life even my mother also" Javed said with a trembling voice.

 

Ashima felt a pang of pity and love for him. She knew that his life was devoid of affection, and she couldn't help but be drawn to him. She leaned in and kissed his forehead again, this time with more warmth. "You're a good boy, Javed. Remember, I'm always here for you." She turned againist him and hugged him tightly and his face pressed on her cleavage, as he is short height. He felt the warmth of her bare upper breasts through the fabric of her deep neck nighty and took a deep breath.

 

He placed his both hands on her back but that rested on her soft bum. He felt the heat and softness of her bum. She felt his hardness and whispered in his ear. "Now I can understand you Javed. you didnt get love from anyone. from your mother also. That's why you are feeling like this."

 

Jaya felt wetness on the skin of her upper boobs, she understand that he is crying. She pressed his head towards her and hugged him tightly. She was feeling his hardness but she ignored it. She knew he is just a kid in terms of love and affection. "Don't cry Javed, everything will be okay," she soothed, her voice filled with compassion.

 

They stood there for a few moments, the sound of their breathing the only noise in the quiet night. Jaya could feel Javed's body relax against hers, his breathing becoming more even. She gently rubbed his back, trying to comfort him. "I know you're feeling a lot right now, but you have to be strong," she whispered. "You're not alone."

 

Slowly, she pulled away from the embrace, and Javed looked up at her with tear-stained cheeks. He nodded, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "Thank you, Miss," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. "I'll be good."

 

Jaya tucked her hair behind her ear and leaned down to kiss him on the forehead again. "are you happy now?" she asked, her voice soft and gentle.

 

Javed nodded, wiping away the last of his tears with the back of his hand. "Yes, Miss," he said, his voice still shaky.

 

Jav: "I'm sorry for bothering you."

 

J:  "You don't have to apologize, Javed. You can talk to me about anything." She looked at him with a mix of concern and understanding. "But I have a complaint against you"

 

J: "Complaint, Miss?" He looked confused.

 

J: "Yes, you make my nighty a mess with your tear" She said with a playful smile.

 

Javed blushed, realizing the intimacy of the moment. He looked down at the wet spot on her nighty and her upper boobs, his eyes widening slightly. "I'm sorry, Miss," he mumbled, his hand unknowingly placed over her boobs and try to wipe his tear drops.

 
Jaya's breath hitched as she felt his hand on her, but she maintained her composure. "It's okay," she said, her voice a little shakier than she intended. She kept her hand on her boobs and wipe. That time he removed his hand from there by brushing over her boobs under the nighty. His fingers felt her erect nipple. He blushed and apologized. "It’s okay," she assured him, her voice steady now.



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Jav: miss your skin is very smooth and silky.

 

Jaya: "Thank you, Javed," she said, her voice still soft. She knew she needed to keep the conversation light to avoid any misunderstandings. "Now, why don't you go and wash your face? I'm sure you'll feel much better."

 

Javed nodded, his cheeks flushed, and he quickly retreated to the bathroom. As he closed the door, Jaya let out a sigh of relief and walked back to room from the balcony. She sat on the bed, her hand still trembling from the close call. The sound of running water filled the room as Javed washed his face. She couldn't help but feel a strange mix of pity and attraction for the young man. His vulnerability was endearing, but she knew she couldn't let it lead to anything more.

 

Suddenly, she heard a loud crash from the bathroom. "Javed?" she called out, but there was no response. She rushed to the door, her heart racing. Upon opening it, she was met with the sight of Javed lying on the floor, his body twisted in an unnatural position. Panic shot through her as she saw the puddle of water around him and the rusted pipe hanging precariously above.

 

"Javed!" she screamed, her voice echoing through the small bathroom. One hand was wrapped around the broken pipe, which was now lying on the floor beside him.

 

Without a second thought, Jaya dashed to his side, dropping to her knees. "Oh my god, what happened?" she asked, her eyes wide with fear. "I slipped," he gritted out, his voice strained. "The pipe... it broke."

 

The high pressure water from the broken pipe had indeed soaked both of them, and the transparent fabric of Jaya's nighty clung to her body, revealing her naked breasts and the outline of her drenched panties. Her heart was racing not just from the shock of the incident, but also from the sudden exposure. She knew that in this moment, she was more vulnerable than she had ever been in front of Javed.

 

Ignoring the cold water pooling around them, Jaya took a deep breath and tried to help him up. "Here, let me," she said, placing her hand under his arm. But the floor was slippery, and in her hurry, she misjudged her footing. With a gasp, she felt herself falling forward, her hand slipping out of Javed's grasp. Her body collided with his, and she landed on top of him, their limbs tangled together.

 

The impact made them both gasp, and for a moment, they lay there, their eyes locked. The sound of the water hitting the floor was the only noise in the room. Then, slowly, Jaya began to push herself up, her breasts pressing against his face. She could feel the heat of his skin, the rapid beat of his heart, and the unmistakable hardness beneath his pajama bottoms. She knew that she had to move, to break the contact before things went further than they already had.

 

But as she tried to get up, her hand slipped again, and she ended up straddling him, her nighty riding up to expose her ass. Javed's eyes widened, and she saw a flicker of something in his gaze that she hadn't noticed before: desire. The tension between them grew palpable, the air thick with it.

 

Jaya's cheeks burned, and she scrambled to get off him, but her legs were trembling too much. "I'm sorry," she said, her voice shaking. "This isn't what I meant to happen."

 

Javed looked up at her, his expression unreadable. "It's okay, Miss," he murmured. "I'm okay."

 

But as she sat there, her body still straddling his, she couldn't help but feel that something had shifted between them, something that couldn't be undone. The water still flowed out from the pipe. Jaya looked down at Javed, who was now staring at her with an intensity that made her stomach flutter. The thin, wet fabric of her nighty had turned transparent, leaving nothing to the imagination. Her naked breasts bobbed slightly with her erratic breaths, her nipples hard from the cold and the situation.

 

Javed's gaze was fixed on her breasts, his eyes dark with lust. Jaya knew that she should get up, but she was frozen in place, the weight of the moment too heavy to move. Then, almost imperceptibly, he reached out and touched one of her nipples, his thumb brushing over it lightly. She gasped, the sensation sending a jolt of pleasure through her body. She was on cowboy position over his abdomen.

 

Her body responded before her mind could catch up. She leaned in closer to him, her breasts pressing into his chest. Javed took this as an invitation and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her in tight. Their kiss was urgent, hungry, as if they had been starving for each other's touch. his hand placed on her ass and lifted her wet nighty up. She was kissing him on his lips. Their tongues danced together, exploring each other's mouths with a passion that surprised them both.

 

Javed dragged her nigghty up towards her neck, but that stops by her hanging boobs down. He pulled the nighty from down and free her boobs. THe nighty is bunched around her neck discomfort to her.  He caught her boobs and pressed hard. His thumb played with her nipples. When he pinched her nipple. "Ahhhhhhh.." she come back to reality and shocked. She broke the kiss and looked in to his eyes.

 

"Ohhh god..." Jaya gasped, her eyes wide with shock and arousal. She had never felt such a strong desire for Javed, and the realization hit her like a wave. She suddenly sat on his stomach. Her naked boobs above his face. "I.... I...am sorry Javed....... I was lost...." she try to get her words and pull down the nighty to cover her boobs.

 

Javed looked up at her with a mix of confusion and lust. He had felt her body respond to his touch, and it was clear that she wasn't as unaffected as she was letting on. He think this is the better time to try his luck. He hold her hand an pleaded. "Miss atleast show your body this time only to keep in my memory. I will not tell anyone about this" he said with a hopeful look in his eyes.

 

Jaya took a deep breath, the weight of her guilt and the intensity of the moment making it difficult for her to think straight. She was already aroused by Mani's unfinished fingering in that night. She looked down at Javed's hand in hers and felt the warmth of his skin. The bathroom was silent except for their heavy breathing and the water flowing from the broken pipe. After a moment of internal struggle, she made a decision that would change the course of their relationship.

 

Slowly, she nodded and whispered, "Okay, but only this once. And you must promise me, this stays between us."

 

Javed's eyes lit up with excitement, and he nodded fervently, unable to believe his luck. Jaya stod up on the floor beside him, her body trembling slightly with anticipation and nerves. She lift up her wet nighty and over her head, revealing her nakedness. The water from the shower streamed over her curves, highlighting her full breasts and her passy shape under wet panty. Javed's gaze followed the water as it flowed down her body, creating a mesmerizing pattern on her skin.

 

He stood in front of her in a swift motion, taking in the sight of her bare skin. His eyes roamed over her body, drinking in the beauty she had been hiding under her modest attire. Jaya felt a strange mix of excitement and guilt as she watched the hunger in his eyes. Javed gazed at her panty and looked at her eyes with hope. She stepped out of her wet panties, allowing them to pool at her feet. Javed's eyes widened, his gaze fixed on her shaven pussy, glistening with the water from the shower.

 

With trembling hands, he reached out to touch her. His fingertips grazed the soft skin of her thigh, sending a shiver down her spine. Jaya closed her eyes, biting her lip to stifle a moan as his touch grew bolder. He traced the line of her pussy, teasing her with feather-light touches that made her knees wobble. Despite her resolve to keep their relationship professional, she found herself leaning into his touch, craving the release that he could give her.

 

"Miss," Javed murmured, his voice thick with desire. He leaned in, pressing his body against hers. his right hand fingers reached near ner pussy. She caught his finger and insert in her pussy. He become wondered by her act. Javed insert his middle finger in her pussy and start to rub the clit. She moaned and leaned into him, her breasts pressing against his chest. Jaya knew she was sacrificing her pride in front of him. But she was helpless. She wanted to reach her orgasm, which Mani had not completed in the night.

 

His other hand snaked around her waist, pulling her closer. Javed still in his dress and Jaya fully naked. He kissed her neck, his breath hot against her skin. Jaya felt a surge of passion wash over her as his fingers delved deeper into her folds, finding the spot that sent waves of pleasure through her body. She threw her head back, giving him access to her neck, her pussy contracting around his finger as she neared climax.

 

J: Ahhhh Javed..... (moaned Jaya) do it fast... she encouraged him

 

He increased his speed. His thumb circling her clit, his finger thrusting in and out of her, mimicking the motion of his cock. Jaya's legs trembled as she struggled to stand, the pleasure becoming too much to handle. She leaned into him, her breasts pressing against his chest, her heart racing. Javed's eyes were dark with desire, and he knew that he had her in his grasp.

 

Jaya gasped as his finger brushed against her g-spot, sending her over the edge. She came hard, her body convulsing in his arms. Javed held her tightly, feeling her quiver against him. He cant believe that he make a women reached her orgasm. He was so happy. He had never felt more powerful or alive. He removed his hand, watching as she leaned against the wall, panting and trying to catch her breath.

 

They stood there for a moment, the only sound in the room the steady drip of the shower. Jaya looked at him with a mix of shock and gratitude. She knew that she had crossed a line, but she couldn't bring herself to regret it. The pleasure had been too intense, too overwhelming. She reached up and kissed him gently on the cheek, her hand resting on his chest.

 

"Thank you," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the running water.

 

Javed's eyes searched hers, looking for any sign of regret. Finding none, he smiled and whispered back, "It's my pleasure, miss."

 

They stood there, the water running down their bodies, their hearts racing.

 

Jaya reached down to pick up her panties from the floor, but before she could, Javed caught her hand. He took the damp fabric from her grasp and turned towards the broken pipe, where water was still spurting out.

 

"Let me," he said, a glint in his eye.

 

With surprising agility, he approached the pipe and stuffed the panties into the hole. The flow of water slowed, then stopped, the fabric of her underwear expanding and filling the gap. Jaya watched, a blush creeping up her cheeks, as the most intimate part of her was now serving a practical purpose in this unexpected scenario.

 

He turned back to her, the water dripping from his face and, his eyes full of a newfound confidence. "There," he said, a smirk playing on his lips. "Problem solved."

 

Jaya couldn't help but laugh, the absurdity of the situation breaking the tension. She hide her boobs and pussy with her hands. Javed moved near her and asked.

 

Jav: miss can I kiss you again?

 

Jaya's cheeks flushed, the warmth of their earlier encounter still lingering on her skin. She looked at him, her eyes searching his for any sign of judgment or mockery. Finding none, she nodded shyly. Javed leaned in, his lips pressing gently against hers. This kiss was different from the fiery passion of before; it was tender and filled with a newfound respect.

 

The water from the shower pattered against their bodies as they kissed, the steam creating a cocoon of intimacy around them. Jaya felt a shiver run down her spine as Javed's hand traced the curve of her waist, his fingers brushing against the small of her back. She let out a soft gasp, her body reacting to his touch despite the guilt weighing on her mind. He broke the kiss, his eyes searching hers for permission. "Miss, I want to bath with you," he murmured, his voice thick with desire.

 

Her heart pounded in her chest, the excitement and fear mingling together in a heady rush. She knew that this was a line they shouldn't cross, but the heat of the moment was too intense to resist. Slowly, Jaya nodded her consent, watching as Javed began to undress himself. His clothes fell to the floor one by one, revealing his lean, non muscular frame.  his 4" cock standing proud and erect, the water glistening on his dark skin. She felt laught after seeing his little cock.

 

They stepped closer together under the shower, the warm water cascading over them as they explored each other's bodies. Jaya felt a thrill as Javed's hand found her breasts, his thumb flicking over her nipples until they stood erect. He took one in his mouth, his tongue swirling around the sensitive peak as she moaned with pleasure. Her hand reached down to stroke his cock, feeling the velvety skin and the steel-like hardness beneath. They were lost in the sensation, the world outside their embrace fading away.

 

Jaya leaned her head back, the water running down her throat as Javed kissed along her neck and shoulder. His hand slid down to her pussy, his fingers sliding through her wetness. She was surprised to find herself so ready for him, her body responding to his. He inserted one finger, then two, his thumb pressing against her clit as he began to pump in and out of her. She whimpered, her knees threatening to buckle under the intense pleasure.

 

As the water continued to fall around them, their bodies moving in a silent symphony of passion, Jaya knew that she had made a choice that would change everything. The guilt was still there, a shadow at the edge of her mind, but for now, she allowed herself to be swept away by the current of desire that flowed between them. Javed's kisses grew more insistent, his fingers working their magic as she climbed closer and closer to the edge. She knew that she couldn't hold back much longer.

 

Her legs began to tremble as the pressure built within her, and she leaned into his embrace, her breasts pressing against his chest. His hands found her hips, holding her firmly in place as he slid his fingers inside her, filling her completely. Jaya's eyes rolled back in her head, her moans echoing off the tiles as she reached her peak. Javed watched her with a mix of awe and satisfaction, his own need growing with every gasp and whimper that escaped her lips.

 

When she had caught her breath, Jaya looked up at him with a newfound respect. "You're so good at this," she whispered, her voice hoarse with passion.

 

"Thank you," he murmured, a hint of pride in his voice.  Both stepped out of the shower, wiped themselves in towels. The bathroom was filled with steam, and their bodies were flushed from the heat of the water and their shared passion. Jaya felt a twinge of guilt, but the pleasure was too intense to let it take hold. She watched as Javed carefully dried himself, his small cock still in erect state. He had been a gentle and considerate lover, despite his lack of experience and size.

 

When they comes out from the bathroom she walked towards the wardrobe to wear something. He watched her swaying ass. Jaya picked another night and wear it without any underwear and give him the bathrobe she wore in that evening.

 

"Thank you," Javed said, slipping the robe around him. It was far too big, but it covered his modesty adequately. They both sat on the bed, the tension in the air thick and palpable. Javed wanted to ask her to be naked but he don’t have courage.

 

Jaya could feel the heat between her legs, a testament to the passionate encounter they had just shared. She took a deep breath, trying to compose herself. "I'm sorry, Javed," she began, her voice soft and filled with regret. "I shouldn't have let that happen."

 

Javed looked at her with a mix of confusion and hope. "Miss...?"

 

J: Yes Javed, I am your miss now and you are too younger to me. But I lost my control when you touched my....... I must be careful.

 

Javed nodded, understanding her predicament. He felt a mix of emotions – joy for having shared such an intimate moment with her, but also a deep sadness at the thought of losing her. He took her hand in his, and she didn't pull away.

 

J: "Miss, I know I shouldn't have, but I couldn't help it. You're so beautiful, and your touch is like nothing I've ever felt before."

 

Jaya looked into his eyes, and for a moment, she considered the possibility of a future with Javed. She gently removed her hand from his grasp.

 

J: "Its ok Javed anyway, I think I can clarify your doubt that you can satisfy a women" she smiled at him. "But don’t tell this to Mani ok, this will be our little secret."

 

Javed nodded with a hint of a smile, feeling a bit relieved. He knew that they couldn't continue like this, but the experience had changed him. He felt more confident in himself, and he knew he had to be grateful for the time they had shared.

 

J: Javed how you will go to your home, you can stay here in this room, You washed your wet clothes and put under this fan, it will dry in the morning."

 

J: "Thank you Miss" he went to bathroom to washed his wet cloths. Jaya felt a strange feeling that she never felt before. She was feeling guilty but also feeling like she found something she always wanted.

 

After few minutes Javed came out of the bathroom with wet clothes and spread on the plastic chair under tha fan

 

J: "Javed did you need one more coffee?"

Jav: "No Miss, I am okay." She sat on the bed by crossing her legs. Javed still standing near her. She patted on her left side of the bed and told him to sit. He sat down beside her. The silence in the room was filled with their heavy breathing.

 

Jaya took one sip of the coffee she had prepared, her plump, rose-colored lips leaving a glossy imprint on the edge of the cup. Javed's gaze was glued to the spot where her mouth had been, his own mouth filling with saliva. He hadn't realized he was staring until she looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

 

Feeling the heat of his gaze, Jaya extended the coffee cup to him. He took it without a word, his eyes never leaving the spot where her lips had been. He brought the cup to his own mouth and placed his lips precisely where hers had been, closing his eyes and savouring the faint taste of her lip gloss. He took two more sips, then handed the cup back to her.

 

As she took the cup from him, Jaya couldn't resist the urge to smile. She looked at the clear imprint of his lips on the ceramic and felt a tickle of excitement in the pit of her stomach. She leaned over and placed her lips exactly where his had been, the warmth of his breath lingering. She took a deep drink, her eyes never leaving his.

 

Jaya took another sip of the aromatic coffee, the warmth spreading through her body, mixing with the lingering heat from their recent encounter. She glanced at Javed, his eyes still on her, filled with a mix of awe and desire. As she offered the cup back to him, she made sure to leave a tantalizing trace of her lips on the rim, a silent invitation for him to taste her. He took it, his eyes never leaving hers, and took a sip, savoring the lingering warmth of her mouth. The air in the room was thick with unspoken words, the silence speaking volumes about the shift in their dynamics.

 

The second sip was more deliberate, Jaya leaving a slightly larger pool of coffee at the bottom of the cup, a silent dare to Javed. He accepted it with a knowing smile, his thumb caressing the spot she had kissed, his eyes never leaving hers. The tension was palpable as he drank, their gazes locked, the intimacy of the moment growing stronger with every shared look. As he finished and handed the cup back to her, their fingers brushed, sending a spark of electricity through them both.

 

With a mischievous twinkle in her eye, Jaya took the cup and licked the remaining coffee from the bottom, her tongue lingering on the spot Javed had just kissed. The gesture was playful yet loaded with meaning, hinting at the depth of their newfound connection. She set the cup aside, the air charged with anticipation. They sat for a moment, the silence only broken by the sound of their breathing, before Jaya spoke up, her voice low and seductive.

 

J: JAVED don’t you want to sleep, its 1:30am now?

 

Jav: its ok miss, tomorrow I don’t have exam. So...

 

J: but I have the duty haa ha..

 

Jav: ohh I didnt think miss, sorry..

 

J: its ok, you can sleep whenever you want. Can you switvh of the light. I think I need to sleep. She extend her hand and switch on the bed lamp.

 

Jav: sure miss, do you need anything else

 

Jaya: No, I am fine.

 

He went to switch off the light. Before turn off the light he looked back and watch her sexy body in that nighty. She understand that and smiled at him. That embarrassed him and he switched off the light. When he walked back to sofa she teased him by saying that.

 

J: Javed, I think still you are searching something on me.

 

Jav: No... No miss, I am just going to sleep. He went to sofa and sat on there. His heart beat was increased.

 

He just lay on the sofa. But didnt sleep. He was thinking of his life, friendship with Mani, chance he got to see Jaya, and today have fun with her. He touched every part of her body, his fingers feel her pussy, her boobs, her ass. Today was his lucky day. He never think he got a chance to feel a beautiful, educated and rich high class women like Jaya. But that was not complete unless his cock feel her pussy. His mind was in a mixed state. He badly want to enjoy with her. But he don’t have the courage to ask her directly. And he cant read her mind also. Her act was make him horney again while they drink tea from same cup. But after that she go to bed to sleep. His soul have no courage to approach her, but his body..... His body badly want her. His cock is in erect stage. He really want to release him cum. He was afraid to masturbate in that situation.

 

He come back from his thought when he heard some sound from her side. He looked towards the bed. He see that she turned opposite direction of him in that dim light. Her ass is facing towards his direction. Her body curve make him mad again. His hand want to feel her ass. But he don’t have any courage. His throat become very dry.

 

Finally she stand up on the floor and slowly walked towards the bed. He stood beside the bed without making any sound and dropped his robe on the floor and become naked.  He can hear her breathing sound. He know that she don’t wear panty after that bathroom incident. He slowly leaned forward, with a trembling hand lifted her nighty up and kept above her ass. Now he can see her fully naked ass, but not clear. The bed lamp was on the other side. So he can only see the shadow of her ass valley. He cant control and slowly bent down and kiss on her ass. She woke up by that sudden kiss and turn around. She looked at him with wide open eyes. She was shocked and speechless. He was fully naked and his cock was erect and he stroking his small cock. She understand the situation and came back to her sense.. He was scared and didn’t know what to do. He was standing naked in front of her.

 

She see his fear on his face. Jaya was not much cruel. She felt sorry for him. She pull back the nighty and asked him.

 

J: Javed waht happened, why you standing naked. Hearing the soft words instead of scolding from her he started to cry.

 

Jav: I am sorry miss. I cant control my urge. I don’t know what is happenings to me. I am really sorry. Your beauty tempting me.

 

Jaya: Its ok Javed, calm down. Come lay beside me. She patted the space beside her on the bed. He cautiously approached, his cock still erect but his eyes filled with fear.

 

Jav: I promise I will not do any mistake. He laid down with his back facing her, his mind racing with thoughts of what just happened.

 

Jaya: Javed, you don't need to apologize. I know you are human, and you have needs. Now tell me what you want from me. He was hiding his erect small cock with his both hands.

 

Jav: miss... I... I know I will not get this chance again like what happened today. I... I just want to see you again.

 

J: you already see me and now lay beside me Javed.

 

Jav: no... no.... Miss not like that, I.... I want to see you naked again. Saying this he took his both hands from his cock and hide his eyes with a naughty smile.

 

Jaya looked in to his eyes to check his seriousness. She was torn between her duty as a teacher and the woman who felt desired. She knew that she had the power to say no, but she also knew that she had led him on. Slowly, she moveout from the bed and stood on the floor.

 

With a deep breath, Jaya reached behind her neck and undid the knot of her nighty. The fabric slid down her body like a waterfall, revealing her firm breasts, her nipples standing erect from the coldness of the room and the heat of their conversation. She didn’t wear any bra to hold them back. She let the nighty fall to the floor, pooling around her feet. She was now completely naked before him, her body on full display.

 

Javed's eyes grew wide as he took in the sight of her. He had seen her naked before, but it was always a quick glance, a stolen moment or with full tension. Now, she was giving herself to him, allowing him to feast his eyes on her. He couldn't believe his luck. He sat up in the bed, his heart racing as he rubbed his small, erect cock. He wanted to touch her, to feel her skin against his, but he remained still, afraid to move, afraid to ruin the moment.

 

Her hips swayed gently as she took a step towards him, her hands running down her body in a sensual, teasing gesture. She knew that her nakedness was affecting him, could see it in the way his hand moved over his cock, his breath quickening. She felt a thrill run through her, knowing that she had this power over him. She took another step, closing the distance between them, and placed her hand on his shoulder. "Look all you want," she whispered, her voice low and sultry.

 

The room was filled with the sound of their breathing, the air thick with tension. Javed's eyes roamed her body, taking in every curve and line. Her stomach was flat, her waist narrow, leading down to her mound, trimmed neatly. Her legs were long and toned, the muscles defined from years of yoga and exercise. His eyes lingered there, imagining the taste of her, the feel of her tight pussy around his cock. He had to resist the urge to reach out and touch her, to bury his face in her warmth.

 

But he knew that he couldn’t push it too far, not yet. He was her student, after all. He swallowed hard, his hand moving over his small cock as he watched her. He could feel himself getting closer to the edge, but he didn’t want to come just yet. He wanted to savor this moment, to burn it into his memory. He looked up at her, her eyes locked on his, and nodded. "Miss," he whispered, "you are so beautiful."

 

Jaya's face softened at his words. Despite the guilt, she felt a warmth spread through her. She stepped closer, her hand reaching down to cup his cheek, her thumb brushing over his full lips. "Thank you, Javed," she said softly. "But remember, this is just between us."

 

Her hand dropped to his, guiding it away from his cock. She sat on the bed, her legs crossed, her pussy was hidden. "Now, tell me," she said, her voice still a whisper, "what do you really want?"

 

The silence was deafening, only broken by the sound of their breathing. Javed licked his lips, his eyes never leaving her body.

 

Jav: miss... Can I switch on the light, Then I can see your beauty with full glory.

 

Jaya took a deep breath, feeling a mix of excitement and apprehension. She nodded. "Okay, Javed," she murmured, standing from the bed. She walked to the switch, her hips swaying gently with each step. The room was bathed in darkness, the only light coming from the small lamp beside the bed. As she reached out to turn on the lights, the shadows danced across her body, revealing and concealing her in an erotic play of light and dark.

 

With a soft click, the main lights of the hotel room illuminated the space. Jaya turned to face Javed, her body now fully exposed. She could see his eyes widen as they travelled over her, taking in every inch of her naked form. She felt a thrill at the power she had over him, his hunger for her clear in his gaze. She stepped back toward the bed, allowing him a full view, her legs slightly apart, her hand resting on her hip.

 

Javed's breath hitched as he took in the sight before him. Jaya's skin was flawless, her curves inviting. Her breasts were full and firm, the light brown of her areolae a stark contrast against her pale skin. Her deep navel make her flat stomach more sexy. Her stomach was flat, leading down to the small patch of hair above her pussy. He felt his cock twitch in his hand, to explore every part of her.

 

With a seductive smile, Jaya turned and faced him, her round ass on full display. She leaned forward slightly, her legs stretching out behind her, giving him the perfect view of her shaped long legs. She knew he was watching, and she reveled in the power she had over him. Her pussy was slick with arousal, and she could feel it pulsing with need. She looked at Javed over her shoulder, her eyes gleaming with desire.

 

Javed's hand moved to his cock, stroking it slowly as he took in the view. He had never seen a woman like Jaya, so confident and in control. Her ass was round and firm, and he couldn’t help but imagine his small cock sliding between her cheeks. He felt like he was in a dream, but the wetness on his fingertips told him it was very real.

 

Jaya's smile grew wider, and she turned and  stepped closer to him, her breasts swaying slightly with each step. As she reached the bed, she leaned towards Javed, placing her palms on the edge of the mattress, her elbows bent. The soft, round mounds of her breasts hovered in the air, the pink tips pointing straight at him. He swallowed hard, his eyes locked on the mesmerizing sight. She was so close now that he could feel the warmth of her body, and the scent of her arousal was intoxicating.

 

J:  Javed are you happy now??

 

Jav: Yes Madam. He whispered, his voice filled with longing.

 

She then sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him. His tension is still revealed on his face. She kept her left hand on his right thigh and said in low voice.

 

J: Javed don’t be tensed, you can talk to me anything. Ok. Anyway we are fully naked and see each other. So nothing to worry. She leaned back on the bed and patted the space beside her. He sat down next to her, his hand still wrapped around his cock.

 

Jaya slid closer to him and placed her hand over his, guiding him to stop. She looked into his eyes and whispered, "Let me do this." Javed's breath hitched as she took over, her soft hand moving up and down his shaft. She could feel his pulse quicken under her touch, and she reveled in the power she had over him.

 

Her other hand trailed up his chest, her fingers tracing the lines of his muscles before settling on his neck. She pulled him closer, her breath mingling with his as their lips met in a gentle kiss. The kiss grew more urgent as she picked up the pace, her hand moving faster on his cock. Javed moaned softly, his eyes never leaving hers.

 

He reached for her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her nipples. Jaya gasped into his mouth as he pinched them lightly, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to her core. She arched her back, pushing herself closer to him, silently begging for more. Javed confused, he didn't expect this from her but he didn't want to stop. He felt like he was in heaven with the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

 

Their kiss grew more passionate, tongues tangling and dancing together. Jaya's hand moved down to his cock again, stroking him firmly, her thumb circling the head. Javed's hips jerked, and he knew he was close to the edge. But he cant hold when her soft hand squeezed his cock tightly. He came with a strangled cry, his seed spurting onto her hand and stomach. She pulled back, smiling up at him as she licked her lips, the taste of him still on her mouth.

 

Both were panting heavily, lost in the moment. Jaya looked down at her hand, now sticky with Javed's cum, and felt a thrill run through her. She wiped his cum from her stomach and showed him. He felt shameful but also a strange sense of satisfaction. This was his first experience with a women, and he is lucky to have this the beautiful woman.

 

Jav: I am sorry miss, I was lost control.

 

J: its ok dear.... are you satisfied now?

 

Javed nodded, his cheeks flushing with a mix of pleasure and embarrassment. Jaya walked towards the bathroom by collecting his semen in her hand. Javed watched her swaying ass.  He ran behind her. She turned on the faucet and washed her hand and stomach. He joined her and helped her clean up. The closeness between them was electric, and it was clear that the boundaries between them had shifted dramatically.

she took some water in mug and poured on his thin spent cock, he felt cold and jumped up. Seeing that she giggled. Then both comes out from there and walked towards the bed. With out saying anything he walked towards the sofa. Jaya call him.

 

J: Javed, come sleep with me. He cant believe that what he hear from her mouth.

 

Javed looked up at her, his eyes wide with surprise and desire. Jaya showed the bed and welcome him with her hand gesture. He walked over, his legs feeling like jelly, and sat beside her on the bed. Both lay together on the bed, but keep some space between them. They don’t switch off the light.

 
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J: Javed did you have any other wishes ?
 
Javed looked at her with surprise. He didn’t know how to respond.
 
Jav: Can I hug you now ? he asked her without thinking.
 
J: Yes. She rolled closer to him and opened her arms. He wrapped his arms around her, feeling the warmth of her body. His cock began to harden again.
 
Her naked breast pressed on his skinny chest. Her stomach touched on his stomach. Both transfered their body heat each other. He felt a strong urge to kiss her and explore her body further, but he controlled himself. He keep his left hand on her spongy ass and pressed softly and they lay like that without speak anything. She felt his high speed heatbeat on her boobs.
 
J: Javed, I know what you’re feeling right now. She whispered softly, her voice a gentle caress against the silence of the room.
Jav: I'm sorry, I just couldn't control it. He replied, his voice filled with a mix of longing and apology.
 
J: It’s okay. Sometimes, things just happen. She looked in to his eyes, her eyes searching his, looking for understanding. Her hand slid up to his cheek, her thumb brushing over his lower lip. He leaned into the touch, his heart racing as he felt the electricity between them.
 
J: Javed, I am a married women, I did all these things for you because you are too innocent and you don’t know much about this. But remember one thing, don’t share this with Mani or other persons. What they will think on me, when they know that I sleep naked with a young boy.
 
Javed nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. He knew she was right, and the weight of their secret was something he didn't take lightly. "I promise, Miss," he said solemnly. "I'll never tell anyone."
 
Jaya leaned in and kissed him softly on the forehead. "Good boy," she whispered, her voice filled with affection. "Don’t worry about anything, you can ask anything to me, and if you need money I can help you ok. You must focus on your studies."
 
Javed's heart swelled with gratitude for her understanding and care. He knew he could always count on her, not just for physical comfort but also emotional support. "Thank you, Miss," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion.
 
They lay there for a while longer, the only sound in the room the soft ticking of the clock. Jaya could feel the warmth of Javed's body against hers, and she allowed herself to enjoy the moment. But she knew she had to be careful. She had crossed a line with him, and she didn't want to go any further.
 
Jav: miss...
 
J: Yes, Javed?
 
Javed took a deep breath, his heart pounding in his chest. "Miss, You are most beautiful women inside and outside." He whispered, his voice thick with emotion.
 
J: Thank you, Javed. You're very sweet. She kissed on his forehead again. Jaya think of the other men that she had relation. They were not innocent like Javed. She give one more kiss to him.
 
Jav: miss
 
J: Yes, Javed?
 
Javed swallowed hard, feeling a mix of desire and fear. He didn't want to ruin the moment, but he had to express himself. "Miss, can I ask you one thing?"
 
J: "What is it, Javed?" Jaya asked, her voice soft and soothing. She could feel the tension in his body and knew that he was holding something back.
 
Jav: Miss Mani one day Mani showed me sex video in his mobile  and he said me, girls got most pleasure when men lick on their pu...pussy. Is that true?
 
Jaya felt a twinge of sadness at the mention of Mani's name. She took a deep breath and decided to be honest with Javed. "Yes, it's true, Javed. Some women do enjoy that. It's called oral sex, and it can be a very intimate and pleasurable experience for both partners."
 
Jav: Miss, did you got pleasuree?
 
Jaya sighed, feeling a mix of emotions. She didn't want to lie to him, she said "Yes Javed, it can be very pleasurable if done with the right person and with consent."
 
Javed looked at her with a hopeful expression. "Miss, can I do that for you?" He whispered, his voice shaking.
 
Jaya looked into his eyes and saw the innocence and longing in them. She knew she had to be careful not to lead him on, but she also didn't want to hurt his feelings. "Javed, we can't go that far. We have to keep a limit."
 
Jav: sorry miss, I was think to return a favour for you, also I want to know that, is I can give pleasure to a girl. Thats why I asked.
 
Jaya understand that Javed is very curious about his sex life, And Mani also injected fear in him that he cant satisfies a women. She knew she had to be delicate with his feelings. She leaned in and kissed him softly on the lips. "Javed," she said, her voice gentle, "You're a good boy, I am sure you can satisfies a girl." Javed felt happy and looked in to her eyes innocently. Jayas heart melt in his innocent look.
 
J: You really want to lick there Javed?
Javed nodded eagerly. Jaya could feel his hard cock pressing against her thigh. She knew that she couldn't deny him this small act of intimacy.
 
Jaya, acknowledging Javed's curiosity and desire to please a partner, cautiously addresses his question about performing oral sex. She reassures him that it's a normal part of intimacy with consent and praises his potential to satisfy a girl, but maintains the boundaries of their relationship. Despite his eagerness, she reminds him of the limits they've set. Their interaction underscores Jaya's complex role as a guide and confidant in Javed's sexual exploration while also managing the risks and emotions involved in their secret affair.
 
J: Okay, but remember, this is just to help you understand. It's not going to lead to anything more.
Javed nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. Jaya turned back and lay on her back. Javed sat beside her with high tension. His blood circulation increased. He was nervous but excited.
 
J: You can do it now. Jaya give him a gentle smile and spread her legs and showed her neatly trimmed pussy. Javed swallowed hard, trying to keep his nerves in check. He leaned down, his eyes never leaving hers.
 
Her thighs were like sculpted marble, smooth and firm, with a gentle curve that led his gaze to the apex of her sex. The skin was kissed by the sun, a warm, inviting hue that made his hands itch to touch. As he looked closer, he could see the faint trace of her inner thighs, where the skin was softer, more vulnerable, begging for his touch.
 
Her pussy was a masterpiece of feminine allure, a delicate blend of pink and brown, with her neatly trimmed pubic hair framing her labia like the petals of a flower. The scent of her arousal filled the air, sweet and musky, making his cock throb with desire. He noticed the glistening of her wetness, a clear invitation that made his mouth water.
 
Jaya, balancing her role as mentor and secret lover, addresses Javed's curiosity about oral sex. She allows him to perform the act on her to satisfy his curiosity and improve his skills, emphasizing that this intimate experience is solely for educational purposes and not a shift in their relationship dynamics.
 
Jaya watched him intently, her chest rising and falling with each breath. She spread her legs wider, giving him full access to her most intimate part. She felt a thrill of power, knowing that she was the one in control, guiding him through this experience. Her pussy was a treasure trove of sensations, her clit pulsing with anticipation as she waited for his touch.
 
As he leaned closer, his breath warm against her skin, she felt the first brush of his tongue against her folds. It was gentle, almost shy, as if he was afraid to go further. She reached out and took his hand, placing it on her stomach. "It's okay," she murmured, "just relax and do what feels right."
 
Encouraged, he took the plunge, his tongue delving into the warm, wet cavern of her sex. She gasped as he found her clit and began to circle it with expert precision. Her hips rocked slightly as she grew more and more aroused, her hand sliding into his hair to guide him. Her pussy was a symphony of sensations, each lick and suck resonating through her body like a finely tuned instrument.
 
Javed's tongue explored her with a newfound confidence, tracing the lines of her labia, delving into her wetness, and flicking against her clit in a steady rhythm that had her gripping the bedsheets. Jaya's eyes rolled back in her head, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she coached him through the motions. "Yes, just like that," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
 
With each stroke, she grew more and more aroused, her hips bucking against his mouth. She could feel her climax approaching, a wave of pleasure that threatened to drown her. Her hand tightened in his hair, urging him closer as she neared the brink.
 
And then it crashed over her, a crescendo of sensation that made her back arch and her legs tremble. She cried out, the sound echoing in the quiet room. She lifted her ass on air and cupped Javed’s head, pushing him into her pussy, grinding against his mouth as she came.
 
Javed's eyes widened in surprise when Jaya started to cry. He immediately stopped, fearing that he had done something wrong. He sat up, looking at her with concern. "Madam, did I hurt you? Did I do something wrong?" he asked, his voice thick with worry.
 
Jaya took a few deep breaths, her chest heaving, and then she looked at him with a smile through her tears. "No, Javed," she murmured, her voice soft and tremulous. "You did everything perfectly. It was just... so intense." She wiped her eyes and sat up, reaching out to touch his cheek reassuringly. "Don't worry, it was good," she assured him.
 
He looked at her, his heart racing. He had never seen a woman cry during sex before, and it scared him. He didn't know if he had pushed her too far or if she was upset. "Madam, I'm sorry if I made you cry," he said, his voice full of sincerity.
 
"It's not what you think," she said, her voice still shaky. "These are tears of joy. You have a gift, Javed. You make me feel pleasure." She leaned in and kissed him gently, tasting herself on his lips. "Thank you."
 
The tension in the room dissipated as she pulled him closer, her arms wrapping around his neck. He kissed her back, relieved that he hadn't upset her. He had been worried that he had crossed a line, that she would be angry with him for his inexperience. But instead, she was holding him, praising him. It filled him with a warmth that spread from his chest down to his groin.
 
J: are you happy now Javed, you can give pressure to me and any other women. I liked it.
Javed nodded, a wide smile on his face. He had never felt so accepted and desired by a woman. It was a powerful feeling that made his heart race. He leaned in to kiss her again, this time with more confidence.
 
J: "Let me return the favor," she whispered against his mouth.
 
Without waiting for a response, she pushed him back and he fell on the bed. She leaned over him, her eyes met his 4" black cock which was standing tall and proud. She took it in her hand and start to jerk him off. He closed his eyes and let out a sigh of pleasure. This was his first time with a woman, and the sensations were overwhelming. Jaya knew just how to handle him, her movements sure and steady. She watched his face, reading his reactions like an open book.
 
Her thumb traced the vein on his shaft as she stroked him, her other hand playing with his balls. He was already close, his breathing rapid and erratic. She leaned down and took him in her mouth, the warmth and wetness enveloping him. He couldn't help but moan as she sucked and licked, her tongue swirling around his cockhead. He had heard of blowjobs before, but nothing had prepared him for the reality of it. It was heavenly, a feeling he never wanted to end.
 
Jaya felt a sense of power as she watched him succumb to the pleasure she was giving him. She knew she had him in her grasp, and she wasn't going to let go until he was begging for release. Her mouth moved down his shaft, taking him deep, her cheeks hollowing with each suck. He groaned, his hips lifting off the bed in response to her ministrations.
 
The sound of his pleasure was like music to her ears, and she felt a rush of desire building within her. She could feel her own pussy getting wet, her clit throbbing with the need to be touched. But she remained focused on Javed, her hand moving faster, her mouth working him expertly. She felt his body tense up, his breath coming in short gasps.
 
J: "You're going to come for me, aren't you?" she whispered, her voice low and seductive.
 
Javed nodded, unable to form words. She knew he was close, and she wanted him to remember this moment forever. With a final, deep suck, she released him and sat back on her heels, watching as he reached down to finish himself off. His hand moved quickly, and within seconds, he was spurting his cum onto his stomach.
 
Jaya sat back, watching him with a satisfied smile. "Good boy," she murmured. Javed looked at her, a mix of embarrassment and gratitude in his eyes. He knew he had just experienced something incredible, something that would change the dynamics of their relationship forever.
 
Javed's cock become spent, His semen drop spread around his navel. Jaya took a tissue from the bedside and wiped it off, her eyes never leaving his face. She handed him the tissue, her own arousal evident in the way she licked her lips. "Thank you," he whispered, his voice hoarse from his moans.
 
Jaya lay beside him and hugged his lean body and said "Javed I did all these things for you, don’t forget ok, if any one know this, I will loose everything, my job, my dignity and my marriage. I hope you understand this"
 
Javed nodded vigorously, his chest still heaving from his climax. "I promise, miss. This will be our secret. I will never tell anyone."
 
They lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, their hearts racing in the quiet of the night. The room was filled with the faint smell of their passion, a scent that was both intoxicating and terrifying. They knew they had crossed a line, but the thrill of it all made it difficult to pull back.
The time was around 2:20am. Both slipped in to sleep. 

Both open their eyes when the alarm rings in the morning (Wednesday) around 7:30am. She sat up in bed, the morning light streaming through the curtains, illuminating Javed's peaceful face.
 
Continued.......!!!

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These two woman are now not bothered about their marriage and started hating their husbands to the core for the new found dicks. But they want the hard earned money from them. Shameless bitches.

Dear, they have a gud job and they are earning themselves. money is not their priority. :shy:

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Sorry to say the last update was a complete bore.

For me also, I am not satisfied with this update.....?. I informed to some one in private message, this will not accepted by some reders......  Anyway thanks for your comments... and Can you mention, which part disappointed ? Reghu-Ashima or Jaya-Javed...?


Dear readers I need your genuine replay...... I want to know what changes I need to do to make this story more beautiful.... Thank you all...

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Woow.

Thanks Harbee

Excellent narration ......

Thank you dear

Good nration
But honestly I like now aashima story her emotions n how she discuss about her hubby

Its Jaya's story, but Ashima have special place in this story...

Excellent update sir...here reghu is genuine with ashmita but she is not accepted with reghu decision.. he thinking about Jaya but she is enjoying... When Jaya will come back to home.. can I expect Jaya have 3 some... Thank you

Thanks,  3 some will be there.

nice writing, then why should they still stick with this marriage when their husband are completely useless and uncaring. They can be liberal and freedom and open the legs to any men of their choice.

in my POV, they are concerned about their social status..... They are in affair with those men secretly, but things are under control of them....

Super update bro. I think its  jaya- javed time from now. Hope jaya teaches everything about sex to javed and make his fear go away?.

Wil there be any chance of mani- jaya- javed  episode in future??

May be, not planned

Jaya in transparent white shirt showing her body to javed

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Jaya Story in Telugu - https://xossipy.com/thread-67650.html

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Javed - Jaya - Mani

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Hey bro.. when we can expect this extraordinary update

I didnt start to write,....... I think I can update soon.... Sorry for the delay dear readers...... ??

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New story.........


Hi dear readers, I just read a wonderful story..........  its like a slow poison........ The way he created the stages was awsome....... I am sure you will like it......  

This is the link The Radiance Of Vanitha  written by Adams_Masala

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kuttoo bro....... we miss your update...... please.......

Yes bro we are missing your updates badly

Dear all readers............ I am started to write the next Update..... and also started writing 4 new stories

1. One story in cuckold category.

2. Nisha a Bank employee (Same category of Jaya) - (May be short story)

3. Dr. Anjali  (Same category of Jaya) - (May be short story)

4. A wife of security officer man and Neighbour guy.


I think to write these stories also with Jays's story to fell fresh to write Jaya's story....


Your opinion please...!!!

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Are u writing update? We are waiting for ur update for more than 50 days.. when we can expect the update

Yes brother, writing, But as I said before, I am trying to post other four stories also.... waiting for Admin's approval. I want to run all these stories parallel. I will notify before two days before I posting the next update. 

Nisha -  Update 3 will post today

link - https://xossipy.com/thread-68266.html

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Update-41

Next  Day (Wednesday)

(continued from Last post....)

Both Jaya and Javed open their eyes when the alarm rings in the morning around 7:30am. She sat up in bed, the morning light streaming through the curtains, illuminating Javed's peaceful face. Javed looked at her body curve. He felt the satisfaction from the night before was undeniable. He sat up as well on the bed. Jaya just smiled and walked towards the bathroom. Javed looking at her naked ass. His morning erection become more hard. She disappear in the bathroom. His eyes waiting for her. After some times Jaya come out from the bathroom by wrapped towel around her breast. She saw his little hard cock and smile.

J: Javed, dont you want to go to home. Your mother will looking for you.

Jav: ye... yes miss.... saying this he stood on the floor and then collect his dried cloths and ran in to the bathroom. The water drop still flowed out through Jayas panty from the broken pipe. Seeing the panty in the pipe hole, a naughty smile spread on his face. Then he finished his activity in bathroom and wear his dress and come back to room. Jaya was in the bathrobe that he used previous night. She was waiting for him with two cup of coffee. Javed had his coffee.

J: Javed you go now, I want to ready to go to duty. with half mind he told ok and walked towards the door after pick his small bag. When he reached near the door she called.

J: Javed.. he looked back.... "Just erase everything what was happened yesterday night" with a naughty smile she winked at him.

Javed nodded, understanding the weight of their secret. He took a deep breath and walked out of the room, the scent of their passion still lingering in the air. As he stepped out into the fresh morning, he couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and fear. The thrill of the forbidden was addictive, but the reality of their situation was never far from his thoughts.

Jaya watched him leave, the towel slipping slightly to reveal her bare shoulder. She let out a sigh and turned her attention to getting ready for the day ahead. Her thoughts were a whirlwind of emotions: guilt for her actions, fear of being caught, and a strange sense of longing for the innocent yet intense pleasure they had shared.


She ready by wearing a salwar kamiz. Later she take her car and drove to the education department for the exam duty.

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On the other hand at Ashima's college. Reghu was at the gate, When Ashima came to college, two other teachers are with her and she didnt looking at Reghu. Reghu felt pain in his heart. After the exam started. Reghu messaged her "Ashima, can you come to washroom area like yesterday. I will wait there" after sending this he went to the washroom area and waited there. but there is no response or she not came. When he is about to return back he got a message from her. "sorry I cant come now" he didnt replay black anything and went back to the gate.


Evening when Ashima went back to her home, she checked Reghu there at the gate, but she didnt find him. SHe got the seat in bus, while traveling in bus her thoughts drifted to the last night. The way he gave pleasure to her, the way he was caring about her needs and her orgasm was something she never felt in her life. She felt guilty, ignoring his message of invitation today, she dont want to see him with her colleague Jaya. She dont know why, but she want him only by her side. She feel selfish. When she reached home, she went to day care and come back with Rohan. Evening around 7:00pm Vivek called her. She was upset, she wanted to relax, She want care now. But Vivek was ready to go out with his room mate. He calling her to inform about that. Ashima felt angry on Vivek. She cut the call and leaned back on the sofa. "how can he do that to me, I sacrifice my life for him, I he went abode for us, but how he cant understand my feeling, why he cant read my sadness from my face and my words?", she thought. She took a deep breath and took Rohan in her arm.

Meanwhile, Reghu was at the college gate, feeling a mix of anger and despair. He had hoped to see her today, to apologize for his mistake and explain his feelings. But she had ignored him, and it felt like a knife to his heart. He knew he had to do something to make things right between them. He dont want to loose Jaya and Ashima now. He know both women need care for their mental and physical need. He know he started all these with lust, but now it was more than that. It was about love and care.


He waited patiently, but he cant control. he took his mobile and called Ashima. He dont know want to say, but he called her. On the other end, Rohan was slept and she prepare bed for him. That time she heard her mobile buzzed. He know it is Reghu, because she set separate ringtone for him to identify. She make rohan slept on the bed and ran towards the living room and attend the call.

A: she try to say hello. (but she cant say anything with excitement, her throat become dry. some humming sunds comes out from her mouth)

R: Ashima... are you ok ? Did I disturb you ?

A: No... I mean... Yes, Reghu... I am fine. I was just... busy with Rohan.

R: I know you are busy. I just wanted to talk to you for a moment. I am feeling bad that you ignored me today. I know you dont want me with Jaya, but she also trust me and same situation like you. She also betrayed in her married life, I want to be honestly with you. Thats why I said everything ,but I didn't mean to hurt you.

There was a silence on the line that stretched like a tightened thread, both of them holding their breath.

A: Reghu... I am sorry too. I know you didn't mean it. But I was just... confused. I don't know how to handle all these emotions.

R: I understand. I am here for you, Ashima. Whatever you need, I am here. I will do anything to make you happy.


Her heart softened at his words. She knew he was sincere, that he truly cared for her. But she also knew that she couldn't keep leading him on. She had to tell him the truth, no matter how much it hurt.

A: Reghu, I don't think we can continue like this. If Jaya know about this she feel bad on you and me. She will think I betrayed her.

R: Ashima, I understand what you concern about. But after I step out from your home yesterday, I understand how much I love you as I love Jaya. But you know what? I will never let any harm to Jaya. I will keep her happy and you too. I just want to be with you both. I know it's strange, but I can't live without both of you.

A: Reghu, I... I don't know what to say.

R: Its not only about physical need, but its about love and care. Do I seem to be taking advantage of you, a young wife living alone? No. I understand you are feeling guilty. But what about your needs? Your love and care? You are a woman, you have your needs too. And I can satisfy those needs.

A: "Reghu... I don't know. I'm just so confused." She whispered into the phone, her voice trembling with emotion. "I want you, but I can't risk losing Jaya's friendship or hurting her."

R: "See you say that you need me, how can I avoid you Ashima. You also a women like Jaya. Both relations are same for me. If you worry about Jaya, we can keep our relation from her. I will never told her about as I told you about her"

A: "But Reghu"

R: "Ashima, please trust me. We can manage this."


Ashima sighed, her mind racing with thoughts. The truth was, she did need him. The past few weeks had been a whirlwind of emotions, and Reghu had been her rock through it all. But she couldn't bring herself to betray Jaya, not after all they had been through together. She took a deep breath and made a decision.

A: "Okay, Reghu. But we have to be careful. We can't let this ruin our friendship with Jaya."

R: "I promise, Ashima. I will always protect both of you. And I will never let you down."

A: "Thank you Reghu" she whispered, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. "Did you finish your dinner ?"

R: "No Ashi... I am going to prepare now"

A: "Then come here, we can dinner together" she said with concern.

R: "Its ok Ashi... you can bring that tomorrow. I will wait at washroom area"

Ashima felt blush. She rember the incident happened in washroom area before. Reghu want to be with here in that night, but he know, she must need a breathing spce to relax.

A: OK Reghu I will bring something special for you.

R: Then good night Ashima, see you tomorrow.


A: Good night Reghu. He ended the call and Ashima sat on her sofa, staring into space. The weight of her decisions pressed down on her, but she was also excited about the prospect of seeing Reghu again. She had never felt so alive, so wanted. Her mind wandered to the taste of his kiss, the feel of his strong hands on her body. She slid her hand between her thighs, feeling the warmth and wetness there. She knew she couldn't resist much longer. Then tension between them vanished and both slept peacefully.

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Same day evening at Jaya's place. Jaya drove back to the hotel and parked her car. When she reached her room, she see  the room is clan and arranged. She undressed and went to bathroom and see the broken pipe is replaced and cleaned the bathroom. She understand that Javed replaced the new pipe and a smile spread on her lips by thinking of last night incident. After a hot shower she come back to room and wear a sleeveless nighty without bra, but panty. She prepare a coffee and walked to the balcony. That time her mobile rings in her hand. She looked at the screen and her face turned in a mixed expression. That was a video call from her husband Mahesh. She walked back to the room and sat on the sofa and attend the call. She dont show any excitement to him but she acted very excited.

M: Hiii dear its been long time.

J: ya its long time Mahesh. how are you. (her voice was stern, not mixed any excitement in that)

M: fine dear, Today I got chance to come to shore.... got one day leave for shopping. So me and my friends came here.

J: ohh thats good. Did you finish shopping? she asked with a fake smile.

M: yeah i finished, but my friends dont, I think you know him. Albert, he came india for wedding of our colleague. See" He switch to rear camera and show Albert sitting opposit to him around the table. Then switch back the front cam and showed the girl sat beside him "See this is Christina,his girl friend"

C: "hii Jaya... How are you. He talked about you a lot to us. You are so beautiful." Christina said to Jaya in Philipine accent.

Jaya felt anger on Mahesh by seeing Christina with him. But she manage to normal and with fake smile

J: Thank you, how are you.

C: Ya we need to buy something more and go back.

J: ok ok take care. That time the camera come back to Mahesh's face.

M: Jaya its look like you are in some other place. (He asked with a doubt)

J: Ya its a hotel room, I came here for the exam duty, and they arranged this room for me.

Mahesh got angry that she dont informed him about that she left for exam duty. He sat up from the chair and walked to washroom and said.

M: "Jaya why dont you inform me, that you have duty and you will stay in a hotel?"

Jaya lost her control and shouted back.


J: "Why Mahesh, why I need to inform you, You are my husband only in records, you never care me, how many times I messaged you, you watched those messages and never replay back. Now you call me after a month or more and showed that you are busy with your friends. I am really broken Mahesh, I cant.......... you never care my emotion Mahesh... you live your own life, and your parents are also not care me, they event didnt call me or message me after they left from the flat. I am alone. And now you shouting at me." Jaya's voice was trembling with anger and sadness. She wiped a tear from her cheek.

M: "Jaya... I am sorry, I didn't know. You know my job, I was busy."

Jaya sighed heavily. She knew his excuses well. She felt like a fool for hoping that he would change, that he would come home one day and make her feel loved again. But she had moved on, finding comfort and love in the arms of others, even if it meant hiding it from everyone she knew. That time she heared the door unlocked. She looked at there and Mani walked inside and she hold the phone below her neck and kept her finger on her lips and gestures him to be silent.

M: "I am not scolded you to go there for your duty. I felt bad that you didnt inform me"

Mani walked in and closed the door without making any sound and sat opposite to her. Jaya dont replay back to Mahesh.


M: "Jaya I cant came back for 5 more months. please understand. I purchase a necklace for you"
Jaya's eyes met Mani's, and she saw the understanding in his gaze. He knew the pain she was feeling, and it was his presence that kept her from breaking down.

J: i dont need your gift Mahesh, do your job and make money, dont care about me. I will live alone. I am happy alone, dont worry about me" she said with angry face, her eyes never leaving Mani's comforting gaze.

M: "But Jaya, you know how much I miss you"

Jaya felt a pang of anger, knowing it was a lie.

J: "Mahesh dont talk too much, I dont want your apology, go and enjoy with your friends. your albert and your Christina." she said with sarcasm.

M: "What do you mean Jaya? Are you okay?"

Jaya felt the tension rising in her chest, but she held it in, not wanting to reveal her true feelings over the phone. She dont say anything.

M: Jaya please understand I am here for our future.

J: Enough Mahesh.... I understand. Now I am not in a mood to talk to you. You say these lie to your parent's not tome. You love your work and your friends. Dont act like this. She said, her voice filled with sadness.

M: Jaya, please. I'm sorry if I hurt you. I'll make it up to you when I come back. I'll bring you the best necklace from here, and I will take you to the best places.

Jaya looked away from the phone, unable to hold back her tears any longer. Mani walked over to her, and kneeled on the floor before her and placed his hand on her bare thighs.


J: "Just shut your lie Mahesh." she cant control her anger. Mahesh got angry and shouted to her.

M: "shut up bitch. You dont know the feeling of a Man. I am here struggling for our future life, but you never think that, You never consider me when I am there, You need to learn how to satisfy a Man. You are just a useless slut."

Her cheeks burned with humiliation. Mahesh had never talked to her like that before. It was like a slap in the face, waking her up from the illusion she had been living in. She felt a storm of emotions—pain, anger, and a sudden rush of defiance. She didn’t deserve to be talked to like that.

J: “How dare you call me that?” she spat out, her voice trembling with fury. “I’ve always been there for you, supporting you through everything. And this is how you repay me?”

M: "You don’t know what I’ve been through. You don’t know how it feels to be surrounded by temptation every day. And now, you’re acting like you’re the victim? You’re the one cheating, Jaya!, Now you're screaming like a street whore to fuck me with a dick in your pussy."

The venom in Mahesh's words stung deeper than any slap could. Jaya felt the rage boil inside her.

J: “If I am a slut, its because of you Mahesh, you are not a man, you dont know how to satisfy your wife" she spat back, the anger in her eyes.

M: "Oh really?" he sneered, his hand gripping the phone tightly.

J: "You go and fuck your Christeena and she will satisfiece you bastard. I don’t need you or your sorry excuses for a dick." she hung up the phone in fury.

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she took a deep breath to calm herself. Mahesh is on fire.

M: Yes bitch I fucked her, and she know how to satisfy a man, She know I am a man. You are a useless bitch. He spit the truth. She know how to treat me.

Jaya’s heart shattered into a million pieces. The words echoed in her mind, a painful reminder of the truth she had been ignoring for so long. The realization that she had been a mere pawn in Mahesh's game of infidelity was too much to bear.

J: "You’re despicable," she managed to whisper through clenched teeth. "I’ve had enough of this shit."

M: "Who knows, you're the girl who opens your legs for the cocks around you. Who know you took hotel room to fucked by the hotel cleaner" he laughed.

Jaya felt the blood rush to her face, his words cutting deep. But she knew she had to maintain her composure.

J: "You're wrong," she said with surprising calmness, wiping her tears. "I have fucked by many real men bastard. You are very waste in my life"


M: "You bitch, Shut your mouth" he cant control his anger and throw the phone away. The i phone hit on the washroom floor and cracked the screen. He walked out from the washroom, Christina was waiting outside for him. She heard everything. She also felt little happy that there will be a chance to be with her real lover permanently. 
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 At hotel room Jaya throw the phone to the sofa and cried. Mani stand up and sat beside her and consoled her. He knew she was in pain, but he didn’t know the full truth. He just knew she had a fight with her husband.
 
M: "Its okay miss, everything will be fine." He pat on her shoulder.

J: "No Mani, it’s not fine. It will never be fine." she looked into his eyes, searching for understanding.

M: "Tell me what happened? Maybe I can help you."

J: "You can't help me with this Mani. It’s just that my marriage is falling apart."

M: "But why? Did something happen? did he know abot me?" Mani afraid

J: "It’s not that Mani. if I allow you to fuck me, its only because of him. He never satisfice me. And I find his sex relation with that slut Christina"

M: "miss now I understand. You dont waste your young life for that bastard. I am with you. I will satisfies you when you need"

J: "Its not only for the physical satisfaction Mani. Its about love and care."

M: "Dont you feel my love and carer miss?" Mani's voice was soft, filled with a sincere concern that Jaya hadn't expected.

J: "It's different, Mani. You're a good boy, but it's not the same. You're my friend than my student, and I don't want to ruin that." She took a deep breath, trying to compose herself.

M: "But I want to be more than that. I want to be there for you, in every way." He leaned in closer, his hand moving to her cheek.

J: "I know you do, but it's complicated. I dont want to give a chance to public to say I am a bad women" She said seriously.

M: "So you're telling me to stay away from you?" Mani's voice was filled with a mix of sadness and hope.

J: "No, I'm not telling you to stay away. I just don't know how to handle this situation. I have feelings for you, but I also don't want to betray your young life also."

M: "You're not betraying anyone. You helped me to teach the real sex and I helped you to satisfy your need"

J: "I know that but people are not going to understand that." She took his hand into her lap and squeezed it tightly. "But I appreciate what you do for me and be with me when I am alone"

Mani nodded, understanding the weight of her words. He leaned in and kissed her forehead gently. "I'll always be with you Miss" He whispered.

Jaya felt a warmth spread through her body. She looked into his eyes, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. "Thank you, Mani."

The silence between them was filled with unspoken truths and unresolved tensions. both looked in to each other. Mani whispered at her.


M: "dont you want to take revenge on your bastard husband" He asked, his eyes filled with a strange mix of lust and care.

She understand what he means also she feel happy to listen bad words on Mahesh from Mani. Mani slowly leaned towards her face.

M: "You know what, I'm here for you." He whispered, his warm breath tickling her ear.

J: "Thank you, Mani." She sniffled, leaning into his embrace.

Their eyes met, and in that moment, the air was thick with tension. Without a word, Mani leaned in and kissed her gently. The kiss grew more passionate with each passing second, his tongue sliding into her mouth. Jaya didn't resist; she needed this connection, this validation. They broke away, both panting heavily.

M: "Let me show you how much I care." He murmured, his hand moving to the back zipper of her nighty

Jaya nodded, too overwhelmed by emotion to speak. He carefully peeled her nighty off from her upper body and makes her boobs free, her breasts spilling into his waiting hands.

M: "You're so beautiful," he said, his voice hoarse.

J: "Thank you," she murmured, her cheeks flushing. "do you think I am a slut?"

M: "No, no," He replied, stroking her hair. "You're my angel miss. That bastard dont know your value." He lowered his head and kissed her neck.

Jaya felt his kisses on her neck, and her body responded, arching into him. Mani's hands were gentle yet firm, his touch sending waves of pleasure through her. His thumbs brushing against her erect nipples. She gasped as his mouth followed the path his hands had taken.

Jaya now leaned on the backrest of the sofa and half naked. Mani moved down and take her boobs in his mouth. His tongue served her both nipple one by one. She was feeling heavenly, She felt loved, she felt wanted.

Jaya's hand slid down to his hair and creased her fingers with love. He moved down and she raise up her butt. He lowered her nighty and panty down and makes her fully naked. He kissed her belly and moved to her pussy. He took her pussy in his mouth. She was totally shaved, smelling like a fresh blooming flower. He licked her clit gently with his tongue. Jaya's legs trembled as she felt the warmth of his breath on her wetness. He nibbled her clit gently, teasing her until she was squirming on the sofa. She moaned and whispered, "Yes, Mani, yes."

Mani's tongue explored her folds, tasting her sweetness. He slid a finger inside her, feeling her tightness grip around him. "You're so wet," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "Does it feel good?" Jaya nodded, her eyes rolling back in pleasure. He pushed in another finger, his thumb circling her clit. "Oh god," she gasped as he began to move them in and out, mimicking the motion of his tongue.

He increased his pace, licking and sucking her clit as he fingered her. Jaya's moans grew louder, filling the room with the sound of their passion. She was close, so close. "I'm going to make you cum," Mani whispered, his voice a dark promise. "I'm going to make you scream my name." He sucked harder, his fingers moving faster.

Her body tightened, the tension building within her until she couldn't take it anymore. She came with a scream, her pussy contracting around his fingers as she rode out her orgasm. Mani didn't stop, continuing to lick and kiss her until she was panting and boneless, her legs shaking. He looked up at her with a smug smile, licking his lips. "You taste delicious," he said, his voice hoarse.

Jaya's cheeks were flushed, and her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath. "That was..." she started, but couldn't find the words. Mani leaned over and kissed her, tasting herself on his lips. She kissed him back with fervor, her hand sliding down to grip his cock over his pant. "It's your turn," she murmured, her voice husky with desire.

Mani's eyes darkened, and he nodded, sitting back on the sofa. Jaya kneeled before him and place her fingers on the pant button, feeling its warmth and weight. She licked her lips before slowly unzipping his pants. His cock sprang out, thick and erect, the head poking out from his brown underwear. She took a moment to admire it before leaning in to kiss the tip gently. It twitched at her touch, and Mani groaned.

Encouraged, she wrapped her lips around his shaft, taking him in inch by inch. She licked and sucked, her tongue swirling around the velvety head. Mani's hands tangled in her silky hair, guiding her, urging her deeper. She took her time, savoring the taste of him, the feel of his cock in her mouth. "Mmm, miss," he moaned, his hips jerking slightly. "You're so good at this."

Jaya looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "now I know Mani" she said, her mouth still full of his cock. She took him out of her mouth and licked the shaft from base to tip, her tongue tracing the veins. Then she took him back in, her hand pumping in rhythm with her mouth. "Do you like that?" she whispered, her voice low and seductive.

He nodded, unable to form coherent words. But he stopped her for a sec. She looked at him with question.

J: "Miss this is the wonderful view I seen in my life, Can I capture this in my mobile. I want to keep it as a memory."

Jaya's heart skipped a beat, she knew what he meant. She had never done anything like this before, but the excitement and revenge on Mahesh forced her, also the thrill of doing something so naughty with her student made her agree. She nodded and took a deep breath, ready for what was to come.

Mani quickly took out his phone, his hands slightly shaking with anticipation. He positioned the camera, making sure to get the best angle of her face and his cock. The red light blinked, signaling that the video was recording. "Begin," he murmured, his eyes never leaving hers.

Jaya leaned in closer, her eyes on the phone rear camera. She licked her lips, then took the pink mashrum head of his black cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it. He groaned, his hips bucking slightly. She began to bob her head up and down, her hand wrapping around the base of his shaft. She could feel him growing harder with every stroke of her tongue.

Mani's eyes rolled back in his head as she took more of him in, her cheeks hollowing out as she sucked him deep. He whispered words of encouragement, his hand resting gently on the back of her head. "That's it, Miss," he moaned, his voice strained with pleasure. "Just like that."

Her eyes never left the rear camera, showing her own lips glide over his cock. It was a strange feeling, both arousing and empowering. She felt like a goddess, bringing him to the brink of pleasure. She took him out of her mouth, licking down his shaft to his balls. She took one in her mouth, sucking gently while her hand stroked his cock. Now his wet cock covered with her saliva rolled over her nose and tip rubbed on her eye brows.


Mani's breath hitched, and he gripped the edge of the sofa. "Oh, fuck," he hissed, his eyes squeezed shut. Jaya looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She licked back up his shaft, then took him in her mouth again, sucking harder and faster. Her hand massaged his balls, her nails lightly scratching his inner thighs.

The sounds of their intimate session filled the quiet room, the wet smacking noises of her mouth and his low moans. She was lost in the moment, the guilt and fear of being caught pushed aside by the pure pleasure of giving him what he wanted. She took him out of her mouth again, licking along the underside of his cock before swirling her tongue around the head. "Do you like this, Mani?" she asked, her voice a soft purr.

"Oh, Miss," he groaned, his eyes still glued to the phone. "It's...it's amazing."

Encouraged, she took him back in, going deeper than before. She could feel his cock hit the back of her throat, and she gagged a little, her eyes watering. But she didn't stop, she didn't want to disappoint him. She wanted to show him that she was more than just his teacher; she was a woman who could give a man what he needed.

With one hand on his shaft, she used her other hand to massage his balls, rolling them gently in her palm. His legs tensed, and she knew he was close. She sucked harder, her cheeks hollowing out as she took him in deeper, her hand pumping faster. "Come for me, Mani," she murmured, her voice muffled by his cock. "Come for your Miss."


Mani's grip on the phone tightened as he watched the video of her sucking him off, the sight of her obedience and willingness pushing him over the edge. He felt his orgasm building, his body tensing up. "I'm going to come, Miss," he warned, his voice strained. She took him out of her mouth, stroking him with her hand as she watched him, her eyes never leaving his. "On my face," she whispered, leaning back slightly.

He nodded, his breath coming in short, sharp pants. He aimed his cock at her face, and with a loud groan, he came. The first shot hit her cheek, the second her mouth. She kept her eyes open, watching him as he came, feeling the hot spurts of his cum on her skin. It was a strange feeling, but one that filled her with a sense of power and control.

As he finished, she took his cock in her mouth again, cleaning him off with slow, lingering licks. He sighed, his body relaxing into the sofa. "That was...that was incredible, Miss," he murmured, his voice filled with awe. She looked up at him, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "I'm glad you enjoyed it," she said, her voice a sultry whisper.


Mani couldn't tear his eyes away from her face, the thick drops of his cum glistening on her cheeks and chin. It was an intoxicating sight, one that made his cock twitch with the desire to do it all over again. He leaned in closer, his hand trembling slightly as he reached out to touch her face. His thumb traced the path of one of the cum trails, collecting the sticky fluid on its tip. "Open your mouth," he murmured, his voice a soft command that sent a thrill down her spine.

Jaya obeyed, parting her lips slightly. He brought his thumb to her mouth, watching as she took it between her teeth. She sucked the cum off, her eyes locked on his, and he felt his cock jerk in response. He couldn't believe he was doing this, that she was letting him do this, but the thrill was too much to resist.

As she swallowed, he couldn't help but moan. The sight of her taking his cum into her mouth, her eyes never leaving him and the camera, was the most erotic thing he had ever seen. He focused his phone at her face, the camera capturing every moment in high definition. He wanted to remember this, to savor it, to have it to watch when he was alone and craving her again.

Their breathing slowed, the only sound in the room the quiet purr of the air conditioner. Jaya sat up, wiping the remaining cum from her face with the back of her hand. She felt a mix of emotions—shame, excitement, fear—but mostly, she felt alive.

"Thank you," Mani said, his voice hoarse. "Thank you for letting me do that."


She looked up at him, her eyes shining with a mix of desire and mischief.

"It's our little secret," she whispered, her voice a seductive purr. She stood up from the couch, the soft curve of her body glowing in the dim light. He took a moment to appreciate the view, the way her breasts bounced slightly as she moved, the way her ass swayed as she walked towards the bathroom. She was a vision of pure temptation, and he knew that he would never be able to get enough of her.

Mani followed her, the phone still in his hand, recording her every move. The water in the bathroom was running, and she stepped under the shower, letting the warm spray wash over her body. He zoomed in on her face, watching as she closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation of the water on her skin. He knew that every moment they shared like this was something she would cherish, something that would keep her coming back for more.

The shower door was foggy, but he could make out the outline of her body as she washed herself. Her hands moved over her skin, caressing and soothing, as if trying to wash away the guilt that came with their actions. But every time she looked into the camera, she gave him a smile that told him she didn't regret a thing. He felt his cock twitch again, the desire to be inside her growing stronger with every passing second.


He stepped closer, the phone still filming, his hand reaching out to trace the water droplets as they slid down her spine. She shivered under his touch, turning to face him, her body wet and gleaming. He set the phone down on the sink, the recording continuing, and stepped into the shower with her. "Miss," he murmured, his hand cupping her cheek, "I want you."

Their kiss was deep and passionate, their bodies pressed together under the spray of the water. Her hands roamed over his chest, her nails digging in slightly as she pulled him closer. The camera recorded it all, a silent witness to their secret love affair that was growing more intense by the minute.

As they kissed, she reached down and took his cock in her hand, stroking him gently. He moaned into her mouth, the feeling of her touch sending waves of pleasure through his body. They were lost in each other.

The water washed away the cum from her face, but it couldn't wash away the heat that had built between them. They kissed, their bodies moving together in a silent dance of lust, their hands exploring every inch of each other's skin. The camera kept rolling, capturing every moment, every touch, every kiss. It was their secret, a secret that bound them together in a way nothing else ever could.


Mani's cock grew harder in her hand, responding to her gentle ministrations. She could feel the veins pulsing, the heat of him, the power of his desire for her. His breath hitched in his throat as she stroked him, her eyes never leaving his. He groaned, the sound echoing in the small bathroom. "Miss," he murmured against her lips, "I need to be inside you."

Jaya nodded, her heart racing. She bent over the toilet tank, she expose her round ass. She placed one leg on the toilet cover, opening herself up to him. The cold porcelain was a stark contrast to the heat that was building in her pussy. She looked back at him, her eyes filled with lust. "Take me," she whispered, her voice husky with need.

Mani stepped closer, his cock fully erect now, standing proud and thick. She was taller than him, so she bent her knee little to get him better position. He positioned himself behind her, his hand guiding his shaft to her wet entrance. He pushed in slowly, watching as she took him inch by inch, her pussy stretching to accommodate him. "Oh, Miss," he groaned, his eyes rolling back in his head. She was so tight, so wet, so warm. It was like nothing he had ever felt before.

Once he was all the way in, he paused, savoring the feeling of her surrounding him. Then, with a grunt, he began to move, his hips pushing and pulling in a slow, sensual rhythm. She moaned, her hand reaching back to grip his hip, urging him deeper. The water continued to rain down on them, mixing with their sweat, creating a slick sheen on their skin.

Their conversation was a mix of dirty whispers and moans, the kind of talk that only lovers share in the throes of passion. "You like that, Miss?" he asked, his voice gruff.

"Yes," she gasped, her body shuddering with every thrust. "More, Mani, give me more."

He complied, his strokes growing faster and deeper. He could feel her tightening around him, her body preparing for release. He reached around and found her clit, rubbing it in slow, deliberate circles that made her scream with pleasure.

The camera captured it all, the slap of skin against skin, the arch of her back, the way her breasts bobbed with every thrust. It was raw, it was real, and it was theirs. They were two people caught in the storm of passion, and nothing else mattered but the feel of each other.

As he held onto her hips, guiding her movements, she leaned back, her hair falling down like a curtain around her face. The look in her eyes was one of pure ecstasy, a look he had never seen before. "Fuck me, Mani," she whispered, her voice a sweet symphony of need. "Harder."


He took her words as a command, his hands moving to her breasts, squeezing them gently before he pinched her nipples. She threw her head back, her moans bouncing off the tiles as he increased his speed, his cock sliding in and out of her slick pussy. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, a rhythmic crescendo that grew louder and more frantic with each passing moment.

Mani was stood on his foot fingers to maintain the height, and fucked her hard from behind, after some time his legs muscles got pain. He cant stay line that longer. He removed his cock from her pussy, which was making a sound like a wet sponge being pulled out of water. She turned around to face him, her cheeks flushed with pleasure and her eyes glazed over with lust. He could see the hunger in them, the need for more.

"Let me sit," he panted, his legs wobbling slightly. "I want you to ride me, Miss."

Jaya nodded eagerly, understanding what he wanted. She straddled him, her wet pussy hovering over his cock as he sat on the toilet cover. He guided her down onto him, and she gasped as he filled her up, his cock sinking deep into her warm, tight embrace. She began to rock her hips, her movements slow and deliberate at first, the sensation of him inside her making her quiver.

Their sexy conversation continued, a delicate dance of power and submission, as she took control of the pace. "Oh, yes, Miss," Mani murmured, his hands on her spongy ass, guiding her. "Ride me like you own me. Think that your every stroke on my cock will be the slap on your bastard husband's face"

Jaya's eyes lit up with a mix of anger and excitement. She had always felt undervalued by Mahesh, his constant cheating a never-ending source of pain. Now, as she rode Mani with renewed vigor, she couldn't help but let out a moan of pleasure with every downward thrust. The thought of Mahesh being belittled and humiliated fueled her passion.

"You're so much better than that bastard," she shouted, her breath hot against Mani's ear. "You know how to make a woman feel wanted."

Mani grinned, his grip tightening on her hips as he met her rhythm. "You're right, Miss," he growled, his voice thick with desire. "that bastard is a pathetic excuse for a man. He doesn't deserve you."

Jaya's pussy tightened around his cock as she heard the contempt in his voice. The idea of Mahesh finding out about this, of being humiliated by her infidelity, made her wetter than she had ever been. She leaned back, arching her back and pushing her breasts towards him.

"Say it again," she begged, her voice a desperate whine. "Call him what he is."


With a smirk, Mani obliged, his voice laced with spite and desire. "You're right, Miss. That cheating bastard Mahesh doesn't deserve a woman like you. He's just a worthless prick who can't keep it in his pants." His words were like a drug to Jaya, pushing her closer to the edge with every syllable.

Her breasts bounced in sync with her movements, and she leaned back further, giving him a full view of her face contorted with pleasure. "Oh, Mani," she moaned, her voice strained. "You're the one who makes me feel like a woman, not him."

Their eyes locked in a silent agreement of shared hatred for Mahesh, their bodies moving in a symphony of passion and rebellion. Jaya felt empowered with every degrading word that fell from Mani's lips about her husband. It was as if each curse was a declaration of victory over the man who had so callously disrespected her. Her movements grew more vigorous, her hips bucking against him, her moans louder and more needy.

Mani, on the other hand, was fueled by the power of his words. He knew how much she despised Mahesh, and the thrill of speaking ill of him while he was buried deep inside her was intoxicating. His hands slammed against the sofa cushions, his fingers digging in as if he could rip through them to the very core of Mahesh's being. He watched as her breasts swayed with the rhythm of their lovemaking, the sight making him even harder.

"You're mine now, Miss," he growled, his voice a mix of passion and anger. "Mahesh can never give you what I can. He's a coward, a cheat, a fucking asshole who doesn't know how to treat a woman."

Jaya's eyes rolled back in her head as she climbed closer to climax. The way he talked about Mahesh was like sweet music to her ears. She leaned in, her breath hot and ragged against Mani's neck. "Keep going," she whispered, her voice barely a sigh. "Call him every dirty name in the book."

Mani's response was a string of expletives that would make a sailor blush. His words were coarse and biting, a raw expression of anger and contempt that resonated with her own feelings towards her husband. "Mahesh is a spineless, good-for-nothing bastard," he hissed, his hips driving into her with renewed vigor. "A pathetic excuse for a man, who doesn't know the first thing about pleasuring a woman like you."

The room was filled with the sounds of their passionate encounter—his deep growls, her moans of pleasure, and the rhythmic slap of skin on skin. Each insult was like a declaration of war against the man who had hurt her, and with every word, she felt more connected to Mani. She could feel the tension in his body, his muscles tightening as he took out his frustrations on Mahesh through her body. It was as if she were the battleground for their silent rebellion, and she reveled in the power she had over him in that moment.

"Fuck, yes," she murmured, her nails digging into his back. "You're so much better than him. You know exactly what I need." Her words were a siren's song, pushing him closer to the edge of his own release. His strokes grew more urgent, and she matched his tempo, her hips rising to meet him. The air was thick with the scent of their arousal, and she knew that this was more than just sex—it was a declaration of her independence and her newfound power.

Her breasts bobbed in his face as she rode him, her nipples hard and pink from his earlier attentions. He leaned forward and took one in his mouth, suckling gently as she moaned, her movements becoming more urgent. She placed her hands on his shoulders for balance, her nails digging into his skin slightly as she found a rhythm that made her toes curl.

The room was filled with the sounds of their passion: her moans, his groans, the slap of their bodies coming together, and the occasional splash of water from the showerhead that had been knocked slightly askew. The scent of their arousal mingled with the steam, creating a heady, intoxicating atmosphere that only served to heighten their desire for one another.

Her breathing grew ragged as she approached climax, her pussy clenching around him with every stroke. "I'm going to come," she warned him, her voice trembling. The camera capturing her every move, every expression, every moment of pleasure.

Mani took control again, his hands gripping her hips and guiding her movements. "Come for me, Miss," he urged, his voice thick with lust. "I want to feel you come all over my cock."

As the waves of pleasure crashed over her, she let out a cry that was part pleasure, part anger. Her body convulsed around his cock, and she knew that she had never felt more alive. It was as if every orgasm she had ever faked with Mahesh was being erased and replaced with this one true, genuine moment of ecstasy.

Her orgasm crashed over her like a wave, her body convulsing as she came hard. She threw her head back, her mouth open in a silent scream, her eyes squeezed shut. He could feel her pussy contracting around him, and it was all he could do not to follow her over the edge.

As the tremors of her climax subsided, she leaned forward, her breasts pressing into his chest. They kissed, their tongues dancing together as their bodies continued to move in unison. He could feel his own orgasm building, his cock swelling and pulsing inside her.

With one final, deep thrust, he released his seed, filling her up as he groaned into her mouth. She collapsed against him, her body limp with pleasure. They remained that way for a few moments, their hearts hammering against each other's chests, the water from the showerhead now a gentle caress against their overheated skin.

After her breath become norman, she lift her ass afrom him and removed his cock from her pussy. She watched as he pulled out, a string of cum connecting them briefly before breaking and dripping onto the floor. She couldn't help but feel a sense of power, knowing she had the ability to make him come so hard.

They both stood up, their bodies glistening with sweat and water. Jaya grabbed the shower gel and began to wash Mani's back, her hands moving in slow, deliberate circles. He leaned into her touch, his muscles relaxing under the gentle pressure. The intimacy of the moment was not lost on either of them; this was more than just a physical release—it was an emotional one as well.


As they rinsed off, Jaya couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions: guilt for what she had done with Mani, fear of being caught, and a strange, twisted thrill that came from the secrecy of it all. But she pushed those thoughts aside, focusing instead on the warmth of the water and the way it cascaded down their bodies.  That time notification came in his phone that battery low 20%. Both looked at the phone. He winked at her and  took the phone and turn off the camera. He saved the video. She watched as he carefully placed the phone back on the sink, then turned to face her.

"Miss, I don't know what to say," Mani said, his voice low and rough. "That was... incredible."

Jaya couldn't help but smile, despite the weight of their situation. "Thank you," she murmured, her voice soft.  Mani joined with her in shower. She felt his hands on her hips, guiding her back towards him. His cock was already hard again, and she couldn't help but feel a thrill at the thought of what was to come.

Later they stepped out of the shower. Jaya wrapped herself in a towel, the warm fabric enveloping her like a comforting embrace. Mani followed suit, and they walked into the bedroom where their clothes were scattered across the floor. Jaya picked up her phone, noticing the time—it was about 8:15pm. Mani come around 7:00pm. So they enjoyed around 1 hr. Jaya picked her panty and nighty, Then about to wear it. Mani stopped her.

J: Mani Javed may be come.


M: No miss, his mother is hospitalised now, she he is there.

J: Hospital, why you dont tell me ?

M: I came here to tell you about that. But the situation was different. saying this Mani pull her towards him and both fell on the sofa.

J: Dont you have duty.

M: yes but I can manage" he winked at her.

J: what happened to his mother.

M: Nothing just a fever, the temperature was high and she have high BP, so they admitted there.

J: oh, I am sorry to hear that. She will be okay?

M: Yes miss, doctor said she will be fine.

J: Good.

M: miss are you ok now ? lets forgot about your bastard husband. He whispered in her ear as he licked the water droplets from her neck.

J: Yes, Mani. I just want to forget everything. She responded with a tremble in her voice.

M: I am here for you, always. He said, his eyes filled with concern and lust. He knew that she needed this escape from her troublesome life. He kissed on her forehead and said

M: "Miss if I ask you one thing, can you tell me the truth ?"

J: "Of course, Mani. What is it?" she replied, her curiosity piqued.

M: "What happened yesterday night with you and Javed?" Mani's voice was low and gentle, but the question hung heavy in the air.

Jaya's eyes widened, and she felt a twinge of guilt. She hadn't expected him to bring that up, not so directly. She took a deep breath before responding.

J: "Well,,,,,,,,,,,,." She tried to keep her voice casual, but her heart was racing. Mani understand that and said


M: "Miss I know something, but not fully, Today afternoon I came here to clean this room and repair the bathroom valve." saying this he leaned and took his pant and pull out her wet panty from the pocket. She looked at the panty. That was the same panty Javed inserted in the broken pipe. Jaya felt blushed.

M: Dont be blushed miss. We know each other I will not blame you, and he is my best friend. Even he fucked you also, i dont have any problem. yesterday I said you to help him. dont you remember ?

Jaya nodded, feeling a mix of relief and fear. She knew that Mani was a good person and would understand, but the fact that he had found the panty was a stark reminder of the risks they were taking.

M: and I found the stain of fresh semen on the bedsheet. That was not mine. Please miss tell me. How it come there? Did he fucked you?" Mani asked with a hint of concern and curiosity.

Jaya felt a knot in her stomach as she realized that she couldn't keep her secret from Mani forever. She took a deep breath and decided to tell him the truth. "Yes, Mani. Javed came here last night. We talked, and.............(She explained everything)............things got out of hand."

M: "Miss, why you hide this from me? Did you forget that I am your naughty friend?" His voice was gentle, but there was an edge to it that she hadn't heard before.

J: "I'm sorry, Mani. but it happens, I was not ready for that. Because of his innocence I tried to help him" She looked down, avoiding his gaze.


M: "Miss, it's okay. I understand. and I am happy with it." He handed her the panty, his voice soft but firm. "Now tell me, did you enjoy it?"

Jaya looked up at him, her eyes searching his face for any sign of anger or judgment. "Yes, I did," she admitted, her voice barely a whisper. "It was different with him."

M: "How was it different?" His question was simple, but it hung in the air between them, loaded with unspoken meaning.

J: "He was...gentle and with fear. He listened to me, made sure I was comfortable." She paused, remembering the way Javed pleased her pussy ith his tongue and fingers.

M: "Miss, he was not experienced. Why dont allow him to insert in your pussy" He was caressing her cheek.

J: "I was bot okk with him to do real action" she said, her voice filled with concern.

M: "Miss, I want to make him a man, and I wish you do sex with him and me together. A threesome sex. I am sure it will give you the most pleasure you experienced before" hearing that a shiver went through her body. She felt the heat rising in her cheeks, and she knew her pussy was getting wet again.

Jaya's eyes widened in surprise. The thought had never occurred to her, but the more she considered it, the more intriguing it became. The idea of watching Mani guide Javed, teaching him how to pleasure her properly, was both thrilling and slightly terrifying. It was a taboo fantasy she had never allowed herself to indulge in.

J: "Mani, I don't know if I can do that," she said hesitantly, her heart racing.


M: "Miss, trust me. I will make sure everything is fine. We will do it in a way that no one will get hurt. We will keep it as our secret, our little adventure." He leaned in closer, his breath warm against her ear. "Just think about it, the three of us, naked, exploring each other's bodies."

The vision played out in her mind: Javed's eager eyes, Mani's strong hands, and her in the center, guiding them both. Her nipples hardened at the thought.

J: "Okay, I will think about it," she murmured, her voice thick with desire.

M: "Good Miss," Mani said with a knowing smile.

J: "But did he told to anyone?" Jaya asked, a hint of worry in her voice.

M: "Never Miss, He afraid on me." He rubbed her erect nipple between his fingers.

J: "OK Mani, but I want it happened naturally, I dont want him to know that we planned this." she said, her voice trembling slightly.

M: "Of course, Miss. I'll take care of everything," he assured her, his eyes filled with excitement and anticipation.

Jaya couldn't shake off the feeling of guilt as she thought about the implications of a threesome with Javed. It was one thing to have an affair with her former student and his best friend. Yet the idea of having two men worship her body was intoxicating, a fantasy she had never dared to voice.

M: "Shall we do one more round miss?" He whispered in her ear with a smirk.

J: "Mani,I am tired now," Jaya protested weakly, her body still humming from their previous encounters.


M: "Come on, Miss. Just one more. We'll make it quick, I dont get more chance after you left here when the exams are over" he coaxed, his hand sliding down to her wet pussy.

Manis hand touched her pussy and she felt the heat from his touch. She looked at him with a mix of confusion and lust. She knew that it had to be the right one. But in that moment, all she could think about was the way his touch made her body react. She took a deep breath and nodded slowly. "Okay," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Mani leaned in and kissed her, his tongue sliding into her mouth as he fingering her. Her body responded immediately, her nipples hardening.

His eyes full of understanding and lust. He pushed her down onto the bed and spread her legs wide, positioning himself between them. He licked her pussy gently, savoring the taste of her juices. She moaned softly, her hands tangling in his hair. He sucked on her clit, flicking it with his tongue before sliding two fingers inside her. She was already so wet and tight around him, her walls pulsing as he moved his fingers in and out.

Her breath hitched as he began to pump his fingers faster, curling them slightly to hit that sweet spot inside her. He could feel her getting closer, her body tense and quivering with anticipation. He added a third finger, stretching her even more, and she bucked her hips up to meet him. "Oh god, yes," she murmured, her eyes rolling back in her head.


He knew she was close, so he stopped abruptly, making her whine in protest. He smirked and climbed up her body, kissing her deeply as he lined his hard cock up with her entrance. He pushed in slowly, feeling her tighten around him, and she wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him deeper. He began to move, setting a steady rhythm that had them both moaning with pleasure.

Her walls clamped down around him as she came, her orgasm rippling through her body and causing her toes to curl. He followed soon after, his own release filling her up as he thrust one last time before collapsing on top of her, both of them breathing heavily.

They lay there for a moment, their bodies entwined and hearts racing.

J: "Are you happy now, Mani," she said, her voice still husky from their passionate encounter.

M: "More than words can say, Miss," he replied, kissing her neck.

Jaya felt a warmth spread through her body as she looked into his eyes. They layed there for some time. That time his phone buzzed. He picked it up and saw that it was call from his uncle.

M: hello... uncle
......
M: uncle I will come. ok.... ok....

He cut the call

M: Miss my uncle is waiting at the bus stand, I want to bring him back to my room, He will go back tomorrow.

J: Okay Mani, You can leave. He kissed her forehead gently and helped her to stand up. Jaya dressed in her nighty. Mani wear his clothes and kissed her. She followed her till the door and he give kiss and went out. She closed the door and come back to her bed. She feeling free. The lights in the room turned off. She drifted to sleep after a satisfied body and mind.


Continue..........!!!

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STUNNING.! A Game changing episode.,Both side.
Thank you BrO.

Time to revenge.!

Reghu will wait for Ashima in college washroom area. Will any adventurer happen again there.
Waiting for that risky n hottie scene.

Dear Harbee..... thanks to make this story alive with your erotic pic art.......