Adultery The Lucky Brother-in-Law

[Nsme]

Trichy. Afternoon. The sun was scorching outside, almost splitting the head. But Dinesh (18) turned on the old desktop computer in his air-conditioned room. His father (retired) was asleep in the hall, while his mother was clattering utensils in the kitchen.

The solitude at home, combined with his youthful urges, led him to enter a secret Adult Chat Room.

His username: "YoungBull_Don".

After a short while, someone with the username "Cuckold_Master_45" came online on the other end.

Cuckold_Master_45: "Hi young man. It's afternoon... is no one home? Are you alone?"

YoungBull_Don: "Hmm... yes. It's boring."

Cuckold_Master_45: "If you're bored, let's get into the mood. Wanna see a picture of my wife? She is 37, but her body is like pure gold."

Dinesh got curious. "Send it," he typed.

The man sent a photo of a woman in a saree. Seeing the woman standing with her midriff exposed and her pallu slightly slipped, Dinesh felt a slight rush of heat.

Cuckold_Master_45: "How is she? Alright, now you send something. Do you have a girlfriend (GF)?"

Dinesh thought for a moment. He didn't have a GF. If he downloaded something from the net and sent it, they would easily find out. He immediately took his phone and opened Instagram. A classmate of his had recently made a reel. He took a screenshot of it and sent it.

YoungBull_Don: "She is my classmate. How is she?"

Cuckold_Master_45: "Not bad. Young girl. But that doesn't give me much of a kick. I like women who are a bit more mature. Do you have any elder or younger sisters?"

Dinesh hesitated slightly.

YoungBull_Don: "No. I am the youngest in my family. I don't have any elder sisters."

Cuckold_Master_45: "Oh... okay. Cousins? Aunt's or uncle's daughters?"

YoungBull_Don: "I do. But they live in their hometowns. We don't meet much. We aren't that close."

The man didn't give up. He slowly brought Dinesh onto his track.

Cuckold_Master_45: "So it's just you then? Do you have any brothers?"

YoungBull_Don: "I have two elder brothers. My big brother Ganesh is in Chennai. My younger brother Vignesh (Vicky) is in Bangalore."

Cuckold_Master_45: "Oh... are they married?"

Dinesh hesitated to type. He wondered if it was right to share family matters. But the intoxication of the chat room pushed him on.

YoungBull_Don: "Hmmm... both of them are married."

Cuckold_Master_45: "Wow... so you have two 'Annis' (sisters-in-law)? You didn't even tell me. What are their names? What do they do?"

Dinesh's fingers trembled. Speaking about his sisters-in-law to a stranger?

YoungBull_Don: "My elder sister-in-law's name is Divya (30). Housewife. The younger one is Sandhya (25). She works in IT."

Cuckold_Master_45: "Sandhya... nice name. If she's an IT girl, she must be modern. Do you have a photo of her? Just show me a glimpse."

Dinesh wanted to refuse. He started typing, "No sir, all that is wrong. She is my sister-in-law," but then deleted it. He felt a sudden, inexplicable urge.

"I don't have a photo," he lied simply.

Cuckold_Master_45: "Come on, little bro... you must have something, a wedding photo, a function photo... search well."

It sparked an idea in Dinesh's mind. Yes, this desktop used to be his brother Vicky's. He had left it here when he moved to Bangalore.

Dinesh minimized the chat window. He went into 'My Computer' and searched through each drive.

In a corner of the 'D Drive', there was a folder named "Marriage_Pics". He opened it. Inside was a sub-folder named "Vicky_Weds_Sandhya".

Dinesh's heart beat faster. He opened it.

Wedding photos appeared in a sequence. Sandhya was sitting in a silk saree, her head bowed in shyness. Seeing that didn't make Dinesh feel much. He sent it in the chat.

Cuckold_Master_45: "Wow... she looks gorgeous. But this is very traditional. Covered up in a saree. Do you have anything else? Honeymoon photos?"

Dinesh searched the folder again. There was a folder named "Bali_Trip". He remembered that his brother Vicky and sister-in-law Sandhya had gone to Bali for their honeymoon.

He clicked on it with hesitation.

The very first photo left him stunned.

By the beach in Bali, his sister-in-law Sandhya was standing in a short, sleeveless gown.

Since it had only been a few days after the wedding, the Mehendi on her hands and feet was still red.

In that modern outfit, her Mehendi-adorned legs were clearly visible up to her knees.

As she leaned forward slightly, smiling at Vicky, the sleeveless dress slipped a bit, revealing a deep cleavage.

Her armpit area looked fleshy, with visible folds.

Dinesh froze. "Is this my sister-in-law? She always looks like a traditional, homely woman in the house... does she have this kind of stuff inside her?" His eyes grazed all over the picture.

With trembling hands, he sent the photo in the chat.

Cuckold_Master_45: "Damn... what a piece of work, bro! Look at those thighs... smooth like butter. Looks like one could bury their face in that cleavage. Your brother is a lucky man. You are a lucky guy too. When you see her... you can easily check her out for fun."

The stranger's words hit Dinesh's mind like a hammer. The image of respect he held for his "sister-in-law" shattered, and he now saw her merely as a woman named "Sandhya".

Dinesh couldn't bear the guilt. He suddenly disconnected the chat. He went to turn off the computer. But... he didn't have the heart to close that photo.

He zoomed into the photo again.

Sandhya's smile... the curve of her neck... her front beauty...

His hand instinctively went inside his pants. He unzipped it. His manhood stood fully erect like a rod.

Keeping his eyes fixed on the photo, he started stroking fast. Then he looked at the honeymoon photos one by one, switching between them.

"Sandhya... Anni... Aaa... you are so beautiful..."

For the first time, a moan escaped his mouth thinking of her.

In a few minutes, his body tensed, and his semen splashed onto the computer screen. He leaned back in his chair, exhausted. On the screen, Sandhya was still smiling.

Dinesh's life changed from that day on. He was no longer just a brother-in-law.

[Nsme]

That night.

Dinesh had woken up from the exhaustion of stroking to the thought of his sister-in-law Sandhya that afternoon. But the fire in his body had not yet died down. The pictures he had seen, the words spoken by that stranger (Cuckold_Master_45)... everything kept running through his mind.

After finishing dinner, he went back to his room and locked the door. The glow of the computer screen was the only light in the room. Back to the same chat room. The same guy was online.

Cuckold_Master_45: "What's up, little bro... did you have a good release this afternoon? Your younger sister-in-law Sandhya is superb, right?"

Dinesh replied with a mix of shyness and a strange sense of pride.

YoungBull_Don: "Yes, sir. Awesome mood. Just thinking about her..."

Cuckold_Master_45: "Leave it... it will be even crazier when you see her in person. I'll give you ideas on how to bend her to your will. When she comes out of the shower, with her wet hair, standing in a saree showing her waist... imagine how it would feel if you pinched her waist then?"

Dinesh imagined it. His manhood rose again. He sent a few more glamorous pictures of Sandhya (from the honeymoon album). The man kept describing her.

Suddenly, the man changed the topic.

Cuckold_Master_45: "Alright, the younger sister-in-law is fine. What about the elder sister-in-law... Divya? You didn't tell me anything about her? How does she look?"

Dinesh hesitated slightly.

YoungBull_Don: "Sir... Divya Anni is like a mother to me. I was just a little boy when she got married. I have never even thought of her that way."

Cuckold_Master_45: "Hey... you are not a little boy anymore. You are a man. She is a woman. She might be older, but she'll have a lot of experience. Frankly, these older women have more hunger than the younger ones. Show me a photo of her... I'll tell you what her range is."

The man's words changed Dinesh's mind. He rummaged through the folders on Vicky's computer again. In Sandhya's wedding album, he found a photo of Divya Anni standing in a silk saree, with a head full of flowers and an oddiyanam (hip chain) around her waist. He sent it.

Cuckold_Master_45: "Wow! She is a true original traditional beauty (naattukattai)! Sandhya is just a modern doll. But her... look at the fleshiness of her body. Look at those folds on her waist. If you hold her and lie down, the mattress itself would be out of a job. Fucking her would be pure heaven, little bro."

Dinesh was shocked. "Is this Divya Anni? Is she this beautiful?" He stared intently at the photo.

Cuckold_Master_45: "This is a wedding photo. Traditional. Do you have any casual photos? Something that shows her original shape?"

Dinesh searched again. In one drive, there was a folder named "Anni_Phone_Backup". Dinesh figured that his brother Vicky must have backed it up here sometime when Divya Anni formatted her phone.

Dinesh opened it. Inside were hundreds of photos. Selfies, family pictures.

He opened the "Camera" folder.

It contained photos taken in a shopping mall trial room. Divya Anni had tried on various modern outfits and taken selfies in front of the mirror.

One photo... stopped Dinesh's breath.

Divya was wearing a sleeveless kurti. Her smooth, fleshy arms were fully visible. Her armpit area was slightly visible with a glisten of sweat.

In another photo... she was trying on a short skirt. It rested above her knees.

Her legs... were milky white, glowing without a single scar.

Her thighs were slightly exposed. They looked incredibly soft and plump.

Dinesh was left speechless. "Is this our traditional, homely Divya Anni? Does she also have these features hidden inside?" he wondered. For the first time, his eyes stared intensely at Divya Anni's legs, right above the knees.

He didn't send that photo. A sense of selfishness took over him. "Only I should see this," he thought.

In the chat room, he lied, "Sorry sir, my net is getting disconnected. I'll come tomorrow," and logged out.

He put the skirt photo on full screen.

His Anni's smile... those exposed legs...

His hand started its hunt again.

"Divya Anni... you too? Damn... I've been missing this all these days..." he moaned, as he stroked vigorously.

In a single day... by the thoughts of both his sisters-in-law, Sandhya Anni and Divya Anni, he was completely corrupted.

As his semen squirted out, a wild obsession formed in his mind.

"When will these two come back home?"

[Hotgiri]

Pls add hot gif to story

[Nsme]

Pls add hot gif to story

Thank you, but I prefer not to use GIFs. I believe it is much more powerful to leave the characters' faces and physical details up to the readers' imaginations. That way, everyone gets to envision the most perfect, captivating version in their own mind.

[Nsme]

Bangalore. The time was 11 PM.

After finishing dinner, Vicky and Sandhya came to their bedroom. The chill of the AC had spread throughout the room.

Sandhya was wearing a thin satin nighty. It clung to her body, perfectly revealing her curves. Seeing her, Vicky's urge increased. He approached her, pulled her by the waist, and hugged her close.

Vicky: "What is it... you look so beautiful today?" he said, burying his face in her neck and kissing her. Sandhya shivered as his mustache tickled her.

Sandhya: "Mmm... let go, Vicky... it tickles," she squirmed.

Vicky simply lifted her and threw her onto the bed. He pulled her nighty up. The red bra and panty she wore underneath became a feast for his eyes. It was the exact same body Dinesh had yearned for while looking at the photos.

Vicky lay on top of her, capturing and tasting her lips. His hands squeezed and mashed her heavy breasts right over the bra.

Vicky: "You are such a hot piece..." he moaned, unhooking her bra.

Those two breasts sprang free and bounced. Vicky eagerly took one breast into his mouth and started sucking it like a baby. He rolled the other breast with his hand. In pure pleasure, Sandhya stroked his hair, moaning, "Aaa... Vicky... mmm..."

He slowly moved down and pulled off her panties. Her smooth thighs spread apart. In the middle, her pussy was leaking wet and glistening.

Vicky took off his pants and freed his erect cock. It stood majestically. He spread Sandhya's legs wide apart, placed the tip of his cock at the entrance of her pussy, and rubbed it.

Sandhya: "Put it in fast, Vicky... I can't bear it anymore..." she begged.

With a single thrust, Vicky sank his cock completely inside her. It went in with a "slurp" sound. Sandhya screamed in pleasure.

Vicky started slowly, then increased his speed. With every thrust he made, Sandhya's breasts bounced right in front of his face. Biting her nipples, he pounded her from below.

Vicky: "How is it? Does it feel good?"

Sandhya: "It's awesome, Vicky... it's tearing... fuck me hard..." she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist.

The entire room was filled with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh, and their passionate moans. Vicky flipped her over, grabbed her by the hips in doggy style, and fucked her wildly.

Finally, both of them reached their climax. Vicky increased his speed even more. Sandhya screamed in ecstasy, "Aaa... Vicky... it's coming... shoot it inside..." Her pussy contracted and expanded, gripping his cock tightly.

Vicky gripped her waist fiercely and squirted his hot semen deep inside her pussy. Sandhya's body arched like a bow, accepting that heat, and quivered. Vicky pumped every last drop inside and then collapsed exhausted on top of her.

Both were drenched in sweat. The smell of lust lingered throughout the room. Sandhya hugged him and kissed his sweat-sticky forehead.

After a while, Vicky moved away and lay beside her. Still catching his breath, he started a conversation.

Vicky: "Sandhya... dad called. Next week is the family deity temple function in our hometown. He said we must definitely come."

Sandhya, adjusting her nighty, said, "Is that so? Alright, let's go. It's been a long time since I visited the hometown. We can see aunt, uncle, and everyone."

Vicky: "Mmm... especially that boy Dinesh. He is just idling at home during his holidays. He was complaining that he's bored."

Sandhya: "Yes, poor boy. I haven't really been able to talk to him properly since he joined college. If we go this time, we should buy some gift for him."

Vicky laughed. "What gift for him? We can buy him some new game or a t-shirt."

Sandhya didn't know that the "gift" Dinesh needed right now was not a t-shirt, but the "beauty inside her nighty".

After the wonderful sex, Sandhya fell into a deep, exhausted sleep. Vicky couldn't sleep. Holding his phone, he was swiping through WhatsApp statuses.

Then, a status posted by his elder brother Ganesh appeared. It was a beautiful family photo of Ganesh, Divya, and their two children.

Seeing that, an old memory struck Vicky like lightning. It was an incident that happened in Trichy before he got married.

**Flashback (Trichy):**

There is a big garden behind the house in Trichy. In the corner of the garden is an old bathroom. One evening, Vicky was taking a bath in that bathroom. Even though there were bathrooms inside the house, for some reason, he happened to take a bath there that day.

Outside, Divya Anni, wearing a nighty, was sweeping the garden.

Vicky had applied soap to his body and turned towards the slab to keep it back. Just then, his gaze accidentally drifted outside through the small window of the bathroom.

Exactly at that moment, Divya was bent over, sweeping.

Vicky's eyes widened. Through the loose neck of her nighty, Divya's heavy, ripe breasts (cleavage) were clearly visible.

"Oh god... Anni... poor Ganesh Anna," Vicky thought and turned away. But his lustful feelings didn't let him be. With a mix of confusion and desire, he peeked through that window again.

There was no way Divya could know he was watching. She was still bent over sweeping. That deep cleavage and the bulge of her nipples made Vicky lose his composure. Until then, he had never looked at Divya Anni with wrong intentions. But that day, he couldn't avoid it. Beyond being a traditional family woman, Divya looked like a total bombshell.

Vicky's cock, wet from the water, stood erect upon seeing that sight. The veins bulged, blood rushed, and it became like an iron rod.

Divya turned slightly. Now, her back became a feast for Vicky's eyes. Beneath that nighty, her waist and her plump buttocks looked magnificent. Divya Anni had the perfect body structure. Not too heavy, not too skinny, an arrogant body that made one want to hug her the moment they saw it.

Vicky started admiring her beauty inch by inch.

Divya went near a flowering plant. To sit down and pluck flowers, she pulled her nighty up slightly and squatted. At that moment, her milky white legs were visible to Vicky's eyes all the way up to her thighs, without any obstruction.

Seeing that, Vicky couldn't control himself. He grabbed his erect cock with his hand and started stroking. The soap lather he had rubbed on his body started to dry and pull at his skin, but he didn't care. His entire focus was on the glorious sight Divya Anni was offering. Thinking of her, he stroked vigorously and squirted his cum right onto the bathroom wall.

**(Present - Bangalore)**

Lying on the bed next to Sandhya, Vicky chuckled to himself remembering that old incident. Ever since that day, he had started secretly collecting photos of Divya Anni. He maintained a separate collection just to stroke his cock thinking of her.

"Anni is a hot piece... if I ever get a chance, I need to thoroughly enjoy her," he thought to himself as he fell asleep.

**At the same time, in Chennai...**

After finishing all the household chores and putting the kids to sleep, Divya came to her bedroom. Even though she was exhausted from the day, there was a small expectation in her heart. But on the bed, Ganesh was already snoring and sleeping.

It was a huge disappointment for Divya. She walked over slowly, lay down next to him, and desirously put her arm over him. Ganesh didn't move; he was in a deep sleep like a log of wood.

With a sigh of longing, Divya removed her hand, lay on her back, and stared at the ceiling. Her body was yearning, desperately searching for its own pleasure.

Poor Divya... she didn't know that to cure her loneliness and longing, and to brutally enjoy her... not just one, but two of her brothers-in-law were waiting frantically.

[Nsme]

The House - The Geography of Lust

That two-story house in Trichy looked like the home of a normal, peaceful family from the outside. But inside, it was slowly getting ready to turn into a den of lust. The fire kindled in Dinesh's mind was waiting to spread to every corner of that house.

**Ground Floor**

Upon entering, there was a large hall. This was where everyone would gather, talk, laugh, and share their affection. It was on that very sofa that Sandhya and Divya would sit and talk, completely unaware of the lustful gaze Dinesh would fix upon them. His parents' room in the right corner acted as a protective barrier, ensuring neither the sounds nor the scent of this drama of lust reached them. If they closed their door, they would hear nothing; none of the moans from the first floor would reach their ears.

**First Floor**

Every step up the stairs was a journey away from the guise of family and into the bedroom of lust.

**Divya's Kingdom (Left Room):** This was the biggest room on the floor. Outside the room, there was a small hall exclusive to the first floor. That room was a separate world for Ganesh, Divya, and their children. Since it had an attached bathroom, the chances of Divya coming out of the room at night were very low. Divya was a queen in that house. But two brothers-in-law were waiting to enjoy that queen's body.

**Sandhya's Cage (Right Room):** This room was located in the back right corner of the upstairs hall. This room was destined to feed Dinesh's lustful fantasies. The room assigned to Vicky and Sandhya did not have an attached bathroom. That was the central point of this story. Every time Sandhya had to bathe, use the restroom, or wash her face, she had to come out. Seeing her walk across that veranda in a nighty or with a wet towel would be a test for Dinesh's cock.

**Dinesh's Cave (Opposite Sandhya's Room):** There was a veranda between these two rooms. Through the small slit of his room's door, Dinesh could observe every movement happening on the veranda. After Vicky got a job and moved to Bangalore, Dinesh had dragged his old computer into his room. Initially, Vicky would use it when he visited. Later, he started using his own laptop for everything.

**Common Bathroom:** At the end of the veranda was a common bathroom shared by Sandhya's room and Dinesh's room. This wasn't just a bathroom. It was the meeting point of lust. The only place used by all three—Dinesh, Vicky, and Sandhya. This is where Dinesh would inhale the scent of wet soap after Sandhya finished bathing, and where Sandhya would unknowingly smell the scent of cum left behind by Dinesh after jerking off. This is where "accidental" encounters of lust were destined to happen.

**Friday - Arrivals**

Friday afternoon. Dinesh was filled with a mix of anxiety, guilt, and an uncontrollable lustful frenzy. His mind was like a battlefield. On one side, the anchor of respect as "sister-in-law" pulled him, while on the other, the storm of lust for these "traditional beauties" (naattukattais) raged.

First came his elder brother Ganesh's car. It was about a 5-6 hour drive from Chennai to Trichy. They arrived around 3 PM. Divya Anni stepped out of the car first. She wore a thin cotton saree. Those were the same fleshy arms he had seen in the trial room photo. Those plump thighs were hidden beneath that saree. Dinesh couldn't look her in the eye and bowed his head. Unbeknownst to her, his gaze grazed over her waist and neck.

6 PM. Vicky Anna's car arrived from Bangalore. A journey of about 7 hours. Seeing Sandhya step out of the car made Dinesh's heart beat faster. A simple chudidhar. But his eyes pierced through it, scanning the body inside.

Everyone was sitting in the hall, talking. Sandhya took out a cover and handed it to Dinesh. "This is for you, Dinesh. See if you like it."

Dinesh opened it. A stylish t-shirt. "Thanks, Anni," he said, his throat dry. She smiled and ruffled his hair. A wave of affection swelled inside him, making him feel guilty. 'Milk is pure only as long as it remains milk. Once it curdles, it can never be milk again. I am milk that curdled a long time ago,' Dinesh thought to himself. He was caught between lust and familial affection. But he knew that in the end, it was lust that would win.

That night in his room, Dinesh couldn't sleep as the memories of his two sisters-in-law roamed before his eyes in reality. His cock remained erect.

**Saturday**

Saturday morning. The backyard garden of the house. Pleasant sunshine.

Divya Anni sat her two children down in a row and was applying sesame oil on them. She had tucked her saree at her waist. As she bent up and down to apply the oil, her rear beauty became a feast for Vicky's eyes.

The same old bathroom. Vicky was inside. Through the window, he was reliving his old lustful memories. He admired Divya's back, the fold of her waist, and her ass straining against the saree, one by one. His cock slowly stiffened.

Sandhya sat on a chair in the garden, chatting happily with Divya.

"Dinesh... come here... I'll apply oil on you too," Divya's voice rang out. This had been a routine for many years. But today...

Dinesh's body felt strange. How could he sit before her shirtless, wearing only a dhoti (veshti)? He approached hesitantly. He sat on a small stool in front of her. His gaze drifted to Sandhya Anni sitting opposite him. She smiled at him.

Divya poured oil on her hands, rubbed them together, and placed those warm hands on Dinesh's back.

"Ssss..."

The moment he felt that touch, Dinesh's body shivered. This was not his sister-in-law's hand. This was the hand of the goddess of lust he jerked off to. Her fingers traveled up and down his head, back, and shoulders. His cock stood rigid, pressing against his dhoti. Thankfully, he was wearing an underwear (jatti), which gave him some relief.

He bowed his head, trying to hide his state so no one would notice. But his eyes caught the cleavage visible inside the chudidhar of Sandhya, who was sitting opposite him.

On one side, Divya's lustful touch... on the other side, Sandhya's lustful sight... Dinesh didn't know if this was hell or heaven.

At the same time... the scene changed for Vicky, who was watching through the bathroom window.

Divya, whom he secretly desired, was applying oil on his younger brother Dinesh's body. His wife Sandhya, whom he passionately fucked, was smiling at that brother. For a moment, Vicky imagined himself in Dinesh's place. This triangular scene of lust... his wife watching him, while his sister-in-law touched him and gave him pleasure...

Vicky couldn't bear it. His cock felt like it would explode. Leaning against the wall of that bathroom, staring intently at the scene, he pulled out his cock and started stroking vigorously. He didn't know that the exact same lustful thoughts about those two women were running through his younger brother Dinesh's mind.

Divya got up and went to her room to bathe her children. Then Sandhya looked at Dinesh and said, "Dinesh, you go upstairs and bathe. I'll bathe down here after Vicky finishes."

"Why the trouble for you, Anni? I'll just bathe downstairs," Dinesh said.

"It's okay, Dinesh, I've brought everything I need. You go up and bathe," she said firmly. Agreeing, he went upstairs and got ready to bathe in the common bathroom.

Entering the bathroom, instead of keeping idle, he looked outside at the garden through the small window. The entrance of the old bathroom where Vicky was bathing was clearly visible. Vicky had finished bathing and was standing outside with a towel around his waist. As Dinesh wondered 'why is brother standing there?', the bathroom door opened slightly a few seconds later.

Sandhya Anni handed a basket containing Vicky's dirty clothes, along with her chudidhar and innerwear, to Vicky and asked him to put them in the washing machine.

But the sight Dinesh saw through that slightly open door left him stunned. Sandhya was wrapped in nothing but a towel. The towel only covered from above her breasts to just below her pussy. Her glowing shoulders and her plump, banana-stem-like thighs were completely visible to Dinesh. Before he could decide whether to look up or down, Sandhya closed the door and went to bathe. Dinesh rubbed his erect cock once and started bathing. Yet, his entire focus remained on the bathroom outside where Sandhya was bathing.

After a while, Sandhya finished her bath, put on a thin cotton nighty, and came out. With her dripping wet hair and the scent of soap, she looked more beautiful and lustful to his eyes than ever before.

Shortly after, Dinesh also finished his bath, tied a towel around his waist, and came out. Exactly at that moment, Sandhya Anni came opposite him in the veranda. Their eyes met. A smile bloomed on both their lips. Smiling at each other, they went to their respective rooms.

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Great starting.... Great great.. Keep it up.

[Nsme]

Great starting.... Great great.. Keep it up.

Thank you.

[Nsme]

After bathing, as Sandhya and Dinesh walked past each other in the veranda with wet bodies, an inexplicable electricity passed between them. It was just for a second, but that split-second glance spoke a thousand words. Both of them retreated to their respective rooms.

Entering his room, Dinesh gently pushed the door shut, untied his wet towel, and threw it on the bed. His cock hadn't yet recovered from its full erection. The sight of Sandhya Anni wrapped in that towel was still vivid in his mind's eye. Those smooth thighs of hers...

He then pulled on a pair of shorts and slipped into a t-shirt.

**Inside Sandhya's room...**

Sandhya closed the room door and turned around. Vicky was lying on the bed. Hearing her enter, he looked at her.

Seeing Sandhya standing there—fresh out of the bath, with water dripping from her hair and wearing a thin cotton nighty—woke Vicky's sleeping cock. The slight blush on her face and the freshness of the bath made her look like a ripe fruit.

As she stood in front of the mirror, drying her hair, Vicky silently got up from the bed. He was wearing nothing but a towel around his waist. Unaware that he was standing right behind her, Sandhya was busy with her task.

Suddenly, Vicky grabbed her hand and pulled her.

"Ah!" Sandhya yelped, losing her balance and falling onto the bed.

"Hey... what is this, Vicky? Starting early in the morning?" she scolded playfully, shaking off his hand.

Vicky hovered over her. "When I look at you, what does it matter if it's morning or night?" he moaned into her ear.

She tried to push him away. But Vicky got up and embraced her from behind. His hot, bare chest pressed against her wet nighty, sending a shiver down her spine. He buried his face in the nape of her neck, kissing her deeply. The prickle of his mustache and the warmth of his breath made Sandhya tremble.

"Sss... let go, Vicky..." her voice grew weak.

Vicky slowly moved down from her neck, kissing her shoulders as he brought his hands to her stomach, gently caressing it. His fingers stroked her soft navel over the nighty.

Sandhya's resistance slowly melted away. Intoxicated, she closed her eyes in his embrace. Vicky turned her around and leaned in to capture her lips.

*Knock knock*

The room door was lightly tapped and slowly pushed open.

In a split second, Vicky and Sandhya froze in shock, pushing each other away. The bed shook with the force of their separation.

Standing at the doorway, with his head bowed down, was Dinesh.

He didn't even look at their faces. His gaze was fixed on the floor. "M... Mom... called you for tiffin," his voice broke, trembling as he spoke. Without waiting for an answer, Dinesh turned around and quickly walked away.

Silence filled the room. Vicky and Sandhya looked at each other. Not knowing what to say, awkward smiles formed on both their faces.

Sandhya's face flushed red with embarrassment. She suddenly turned and glared at Vicky.

"Chi... this is all because of you! What will he think now? Isn't this disgusting?" her voice rasped with anger. "Don't come near me anymore! Everything is cut for you!" she snapped, turning her face away and walking off.

A while later, everyone was seated in the ground floor hall for breakfast.

Dinesh didn't speak a word. He ate with his head bowed. Not once did he lift his gaze to look at Sandhya.

It was Sandhya who felt awkward. She tried to look at Dinesh, but seeing him avoid her, she couldn't do anything. Every time she glanced at him, he pretended to be deeply focused on his plate.

A silent war was waging right in the middle of everyone. In Dinesh's mind, the scene he had witnessed kept replaying. The lustful thought, 'How my brother enjoys my sister-in-law...', mixed with the guilt, 'Chi... I shouldn't have seen this,' was tormenting him.

In Sandhya's mind, the embarrassment of, 'What a disgusting thing he must think of us?' clashed with her defensive thought, 'I was with my husband, what's wrong with that?'

Breakfast felt like a battlefield, and after it ended, everyone dispersed to their own spaces. Dinesh didn't go to his room but sat in the hall, while Sandhya entered her room feeling a mix of embarrassment and confusion.

Vicky went straight to the backyard. He needed to take the clothes he had soaked for washing and hang them to dry.

When he got there, Divya Anni was taking his clothes out of the washing machine, putting them in a bucket, and hanging them on the clothesline.

"Aiyo Anni! Why are you taking the trouble? I came here to hang them up myself," Vicky said nervously.

Divya turned, looked at him, and smiled gently. "What's the big deal, Vicky? I have to wash my clothes next anyway. I thought I'd just hang these up while I'm at it."

"Alright Anni, let me help you," Vicky said, taking some clothes from the bucket and starting to help her. As they stood on opposite sides hanging the clothes, they chatted casually.

Once they finished, Divya picked up the empty bucket and walked ahead, while Vicky followed her. Divya was wearing a thin cotton nighty. Vicky was wearing a dhoti and a t-shirt.

Suddenly, Divya's foot slipped on some moss on the ground. "Amma!" she screamed, losing her balance and falling backward.

Vicky, who was right behind her, didn't hesitate for a second and tried to catch her with both hands. As he pulled her towards him, the momentum made him lose his balance as well.

With a loud *thud*, both of them fell to the ground. Vicky fell on his back, and Divya fell on top of him.

Her nighty rode up, and her smooth, plump legs tangled and brushed against Vicky's bare legs, his dhoti having slipped. There was no one else around. Only the sound of their heavy breathing could be heard. For a second, they stayed in that position, staring at each other's faces in shock.

Divya recovered and tried to get off him. As she pressed her hand on the ground to push herself up, her palm... landed perfectly... right on Vicky's erect cock inside his dhoti.

It felt as if a sudden heat flared in her palm. It felt as hard as a rock. She snatched her hand away instantly. But her eyes darted to the bulge for a second, wondering, 'What is this... why is it so big?'

She got up anxiously, muttered "Sorry Vicky..." and without looking back at him, walked quickly to the washing machine to load her clothes.

"Anni..."

Hearing Vicky's voice, she looked up. Vicky had stood up. His cock was still bulging inside his dhoti. Seeing it, Divya felt a shiver run through her body, and she quickly looked down, continuing to put clothes in the machine.

"Anni, please don't tell anyone we fell here," Vicky said.
Without looking at him, Divya replied, "Okay."

"I will never step out of my room without wearing underwear again," Vicky added.
Hearing him say that, a small smile escaped Divya. Unable to control it, she let out a slight chuckle.

That laugh gave Vicky some courage. "This isn't the first time you've made me like this, Anni," he said, mustering the boldness within him.

Divya looked back at him, feigning ignorance.

"You'll understand what I mean in a while, Anni. You are very beautiful, Anni. That's why I've never tried to approach you wrongly, ever. But today, it happened accidentally. It would be nice if such accidents happened often," he said, and without waiting for Divya's reply, he walked away to his room.

Divya stood there like a statue. 'Does Vicky have such thoughts about me? And he... said it so smoothly. He's quite the player. Why didn't I realize this all these days?' Her mind was a whirlwind of confusing thoughts.

Divya started the washing machine and went inside her room. The children were playing outside. Inside, her husband Ganesh was watching TV. She paced back and forth in front of him. She acted as if she was searching for something near the TV.

Ganesh got slightly irritated and said, "Don't block the TV!"

Anger bubbled up inside her. She felt like crying. She immediately went downstairs to the kitchen, ready to help her mother-in-law with the cooking.

Dinesh was still sitting in the hall. Seeing Divya Anni, Dinesh asked with genuine concern, "What is it, Anni, you look a bit off? Are you not feeling well?"

Divya replied affectionately, masking her feelings with a smile, "It's nothing like that, Dinesh. We traveled yesterday, right? I'm just a bit tired."

Immediately, Dinesh's mother said, "He's just sitting idle. Make him peel this garlic."

Divya smiled, handed him the garlic, and sat next to him chopping vegetables, talking with him. Given her state of mind at that moment, talking to Dinesh felt somewhat comforting.

**A little earlier, upstairs...**

As soon as Vicky entered his room, he locked the door. Sandhya was lying on the bed. He went to her, said, "I locked the room," and hovered over her.

The confusion from the morning's incident combined with Vicky's sudden aggression pushed Sandhya into a dizzying state of mind. And at that moment, she needed it too.

Vicky started fucking her wildly. But, even as he fucked Sandhya, his mind was entirely filled with Divya Anni. The feeling of her plump legs rubbing against his, and her soft hand pressing against his bulge, fueled his frenzy even more.

At the same time, Sandhya, who was matching his rhythm, accidentally glanced towards the room door. In that moment, she hallucinated Dinesh standing there, watching them. That thought triggered a strange arousal within her.

She immediately pushed Vicky down, climbed on top of him, and started riding him. She closed her eyes. Then, in her mind, instead of Vicky's roughness, Dinesh's innocent face and gentle words played out.

In that house, everyone had someone else on their mind. In every act of intimacy, there was the fantasy of another. The hide-and-seek game of lust was heating up.

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Divya found comfort in talking to Dinesh. Just then, her mother-in-law said, "Divya, I'm going to rest for a while. Keep an eye on the stove," and went to her room.

Now, only Divya was in the kitchen, and Dinesh was in the hall peeling garlic.

Divya was stirring something on the stove. She was wearing the same cotton nighty she had on when she fell on Vicky in the morning. Her mind was constantly replaying that incident. 'Vicky said that... does he really desire me? My husband doesn't even respect me as a human being... but my brother-in-law...' These thoughts swirled in her mind.

Suddenly, with a "hisss..." sound, the stove went out. The cylinder was empty.

"Dinesh!" she called out, looking towards the hall.

"What is it, Anni?" Dinesh came inside.

"The cylinder is empty... can you help me change it?"

"Oh... okay Anni. I'll change it," Dinesh said, rolling the new cylinder from the corner of the kitchen. He bent down and disconnected the old cylinder.

Divya was standing right next to him. Dinesh knelt near her legs and connected the new cylinder. At that moment, his head was at the level of her waist. A kind of soapy fragrance from her nighty and the warmth of her body pierced his nostrils. His gaze accidentally fell on her butter-like ankle visible at the edge of the nighty. Seeing it, his cock stiffened slightly.

"I've connected it, Anni," he said as he stood up.

His foot slipped on some oil residue on the floor. Screaming "Aiyo!", he stumbled and started falling backward.

"Dinesh!" Divya yelled, rushing to catch him. As he grabbed her, the momentum made her lose her balance too, and she fell right on top of him.

On the kitchen floor, Dinesh lay on his back with Divya sprawled over him. Her heavy, soft body pressed against his. Both of her braless breasts pressed against his chest like bundles of cotton. Her nighty had ridden up, and her plump thighs brushed against his thighs, which were covered only by his shorts.

They looked at each other. There was only a gap of a few inches between their faces. Dinesh's hot breath hit Divya's face. Divya's disheveled hair brushed against Dinesh's cheek.

Divya was in a strange state of mind at that moment. The incident with Vicky in the morning, the words he had spoken, her husband's neglect, the resulting disappointment, the thirst... all of this had pushed her into a kind of trance.

Her eyes fell on Dinesh's lips. Young, vibrant lips.

She couldn't control herself. Her mind stopped working. She surrendered to the command of her bodily desires.

Slowly bending down, she pressed her lips against Dinesh's.

It was a soft, warm kiss.

For Dinesh, the world stopped for a second. His sister-in-law... the sister-in-law he looked up to like a mother... was kissing him! His eyes widened in shock. An electric shock ran through his entire body. Not understanding if this was a dream or reality, he was frozen.

But once that initial shock faded, the beast of lust sleeping within him awoke. The softness of those lips, the heat of her body, the scent of her breath... everything drove him into a frenzy.

Suddenly, his hand wrapped around Divya's waist. He aggressively pushed her beneath him, and now he was on top of her.

"Anni..." he moaned, starting to kiss her all over her face. His lips traveled frantically over her cheeks, neck, and earlobes.

Seeing this sudden aggression from him, Divya regained her senses. 'Oh god... what am I doing! He's a young boy... my brother-in-law...' the thought hit her hard.

"Dinesh... don't... stop!" she tried to push him away. There was panic in her voice. Like someone who had just woken up, she pushed him aside.

But it fell on deaf ears for Dinesh. He was at the peak of his lust. His hand tried to pull her nighty up.

"Enough, stop it!" Divya shouted a bit louder this time.

Hearing that voice, Dinesh froze for a second. Seeing the fear in her eyes, he realized what he was doing.

He immediately pulled away from her and stood up. Both of them were panting, unable to look each other in the eye.

The kitchen was filled only with broken silence and the sound of their heavy breathing.

That single kiss had started a new chapter of lust in that house.

It was Divya who broke the heavy silence prevailing in the kitchen. Without looking Dinesh in the eye, staring at the floor, she said,

"Dinesh... you... you go to your room." Her voice trembled slightly.

Dinesh didn't know what to say. He cleared his throat. "Sorry Anni..." his voice sounded like that of a culprit.

Divya sighed. "It's okay. But... don't stay here now. Please... you go to your room."

Dinesh didn't say anything in reply. He slowly turned, crossed the hall, and climbed the stairs. With every step, the softness of Divya's lips and the scent of her body came back to his mind, making his cock throb again and again.

Once he reached upstairs, Divya wiped the tears welling up in her eyes with the end of her nighty. She didn't know if they were tears of joy or tears of shame. Not understanding if it was happiness from getting a touch for her thirst, or the shame of losing her control, she tried to focus on cooking again.

**Upstairs...**

In Vicky's room, the game of lust Sandhya was playing by riding him had reached its peak. Her body jerked and spasmed as she reached her climax, collapsing onto Vicky's chest with a moan, "Aaaah..." Drenched in sweat and panting, they held each other in silence.

Only the smell of sex filled the room. Not knowing what to say, they both remained silent. Because, even though their bodies were connected, someone else was on both their minds. In Vicky's mind, it was the friction of Divya's plump thighs; in Sandhya's mind, it was the illusion of Dinesh.

After a while, Sandhya pulled away from him and said, "I'll go clean up," and went towards the bathroom.

When she came to the veranda, Dinesh was walking by. He was in a state of confusion and arousal, thinking about what had happened with Divya Anni in the kitchen.

They came face to face in the veranda.

Their eyes met. A smile naturally bloomed on both their lips.

Sandhya's gaze naturally drifted down to Dinesh's shorts. His cock, at the memory of Divya Anni, was still bulging. Seeing it, a sly smile spread across Sandhya's lips. That smile seemed to ask, 'What is it, little bro... for whom is it throbbing so much?'

Dinesh's gaze scanned Sandhya's disheveled hair and crumpled nighty. He could sense the faint smell of sex coming from her body. His tongue itched to ask, 'What Anni, a wild ride with Vicky Anna?'

If he had asked that, she would have said, 'I did it thinking of you.'

But no words were spoken.

Only their silent smiles and eyes communicated. They looked at each other for a few seconds. In that gaze, there was no shame from the morning's incident; instead, there was a new, secret understanding.

Sandhya playfully smiled and went to the bathroom, while Dinesh went to his room with a sense of triumph.

Behind closed doors, a new lustful calculation had begun in everyone's mind in that house.

After the kitchen incident, the rest of that Saturday passed with a certain tension. Divya Anni avoided catching the eyes of her two brothers-in-law. Whenever Vicky tried to look at her, she would turn her face away, pretending to play with the kids or talk to her mother-in-law. Her avoidance instilled a kind of fear in Vicky. 'Did I say too much? Has Anni misunderstood me?' his mind raced.

But between Sandhya and Dinesh, it was as if words were unnecessary; their eyes did the talking. In the hall, at the dining table, upstairs—every time they met, a deep, meaningful glance was exchanged. In those glances, there were a thousand secrets saying, 'I saw,' 'I know,' and 'You know too.'

**Sunday - The Goddesses' Temple Trip**

Sunday morning. The house was fragrant with the smell of the pooja room. Both sisters-in-law had finished bathing and got ready, looking like goddesses in sarees.

Divya Anni wore a thin green silk saree with a large golden border. The saree accentuated every curve of her body. With jasmine flowers in her hair, her hips swayed slightly as she walked. Dinesh looked at her. He couldn't believe this was the goddess he had kissed yesterday.

Sandhya wore a modern silk saree. She dbangd the saree in a low waist, navy-cut style, paired with a sleeveless blouse. Her curvy waist and deep navel were clearly visible. She looked at Dinesh and smiled faintly. That smile asked, 'How do I look?'

Everyone set off for the temple.

"My knees are hurting a bit, I'll sit in the front," the mother said, and took the front seat in Ganesh's car.

Divya's children stubbornly said, "We want to come in Vicky chithappa's (uncle's) car," and ran towards it.

**The First Journey (On the way to the temple):**

Vicky's car: Vicky drove, with Sandhya beside him. The father and Divya's two children sat in the back. The father kept chatting happily with his grandchildren.

Ganesh's car: Ganesh drove, with his mother beside him. Dinesh sat behind Ganesh, and Divya sat behind her mother-in-law.

Dinesh and Divya were side by side. Initially, there was a sense of hesitation between them. The incident from yesterday stood like an invisible wall between them.

"Shall I play some songs, Anni?" Dinesh slowly initiated.
"Mmm... go ahead," Divya replied.
Old Ilaiyaraaja songs started playing. The music eased the tension between them.

"How is college going, Dinesh?" she asked casually, and from there, their old, normal conversation resumed.

After about a two-hour journey, they reached the temple. Everyone offered pongal, prayed fervently, ate the prasadam, and got ready to leave.

**The Return Journey:**

"Vicky's car is parked right in front, I'll just sit in the front there," the mother said, taking the front seat in Vicky's car. The father and children also got into the back seat of the same car again. Now, there was no space for Sandhya in that car.

Sandhya came to Ganesh's car.

Now the seating arrangement in Ganesh's car completely changed.

Front seat: Ganesh drove, and Divya now sat beside him.

Back seat: Sandhya sat behind Ganesh. Dinesh sat behind Divya.

Dinesh was now directly behind Divya Anni. His gaze was fixed straight on Sandhya Anni.

The car started moving. Sandhya naturally turned and started talking to Dinesh. As she turned, her sleeveless blouse and low-dbangd saree perfectly revealed the fold of her waist. A small black mole on that waist gave a signal to Dinesh's cock. While talking to her, his eyes were admiring that fold and the mole.

"You must have so many friends in college, haven't you found a girl yet?" Sandhya playfully started the conversation.

Dinesh laughed. "I don't even know how to talk to girls, Anni, how am I going to find one?"

Divya adjusted her front seat slightly back, tilted her head, and joined the conversation. "Why do you say that? You look good. Wouldn't girls like you?"

Dinesh sighed. "I don't know about all that, Anni. Love and all that doesn't suit me. Until now, I only have theoretical knowledge. I haven't learned anything practically yet," he said, with a hint of longing in his voice. He had indirectly told those two sisters-in-law that he was a virgin.

Hearing that, Sandhya felt a thrill inside. 'Oh boy... the guy is still an unbroken seal,' she thought to herself. Divya felt a kind of pity for him, and at the same time, a sense of desire. 'How would it be if we sculpted him with our own hands?' the thought ran through her mind.

The conversation continued. When Dinesh leaned forward to talk to Sandhya, his knee slightly bumped against the back of Divya's seat. Divya felt it, looked at him in the mirror, and smiled faintly.

A little later, as the car took a curve, Dinesh placed his hand on Divya's seat headrest for balance. Then, his fingers "accidentally" brushed lightly against Divya's neck and shoulder.

Divya's body shivered for a second. She suddenly sat up straight. She understood that this was not accidental.

Dinesh removed his hand. But that warm friction sent a new wave of electricity through all three of them. Only Ganesh, listening to the song, was driving the car, oblivious to everything. Inside that car, only three hearts were beating fast. Thus, everyone reached home that day.

**Monday dawned.** Inside that house, the waves of lust were running silently, but deeply.

Early in the morning, Ganesh said, "I have important work at the office," took his car, and left for Chennai. Since the children had their summer holidays, Divya and the kids stayed back in Trichy.

That day, Vicky and Sandhya were 'working from home' in their room. In the afternoon, Vicky was intensely focused on an important meeting call. Wearing headphones, he was talking away.

Sandhya had no meetings at that time. She was quietly doing her work. But suddenly, a 'Teams' call came from her manager.

Sandhya panicked. Not wanting to disturb Vicky, she hurriedly grabbed her laptop, left the room, went straight into Dinesh's room, and silently closed the door.

Dinesh was lying on his bed, scrolling through something on his phone. When Sandhya Anni suddenly entered, he got startled and sat up.

Sandhya looked at him, placed a finger on her lips gesturing 'don't make a sound', answered the call, and started talking. She sat on Dinesh's bed, near his feet.

Dinesh kept looking at her. He wondered how she had changed into shorts, considering she was wearing track pants in the morning. She was wearing short, tight shorts and a t-shirt. Because she sat with her legs folded, her plump, banana-stem-like thighs were completely visible. His eyes grazed over those thighs.

It was a short call. It ended in a few minutes.

Once the call was over, Sandhya closed her laptop and turned to look at Dinesh. There was mischief in her eyes.

"What is it... looking at my thighs as if you want to swallow them?" she asked directly.

Dinesh blinked in confusion. He hadn't expected to be caught like this.

Sandhya smiled, moved closer to him, rested her hand lightly on his knee, and asked, "Do I look hot in this getup?"

Dinesh laughed in embarrassment. He nodded slowly.

"Alright tell me... are you really a virgin?" she asked her next question.

Even though he hesitated for a second, he looked into her eyes and said firmly, "Yes, Anni."

"Haven't even kissed anyone?" she dropped her next bomb.

This time he couldn't answer. He struggled, unable to say it, unable to swallow it. The kiss with Divya Anni flashed in his mind's eye.

Seeing his struggle, Sandhya understood. "Oho... so you have kissed someone. Tell me, I am the best secret keeper."

Hesitantly, Dinesh told her what happened with Divya Anni in the kitchen on Saturday. But just from the way he said it, Sandhya understood everything. As she listened, Sandhya's body grew hot. 'Chi... not just me, Divya is his sister-in-law too. Did she start it off?' A jealous desire arose in her mind.

"Was that the first time?" she asked.
"Yes, Anni," he said firmly.

That was it. Sandhya couldn't wait any longer.

She suddenly moved close to him, held his face with both her hands, and captured his lips in a kiss.

It was not a soft kiss like the one Divya gave. This was a deep, aggressive, lust-filled kiss. Recovering from the initial shock, Dinesh started kissing her back passionately. His hands instinctively caressed her thighs. As that soft flesh filled his hands, his fingers traveled to the edge of her shorts.

Suddenly, Sandhya pulled away from his face and looked at him deeply. Her eyes were intoxicated with lust.

Without a second thought, she pulled her t-shirt up with a swoosh. There was no bra inside. Her two perky breasts bounced in the air. The nipples stood erect, calling out to him.

She held his head and pressed it against her breasts. "Suck it..." she moaned in lust.

Dinesh took a nipple into his mouth and started sucking it like a baby. "Ssss... aaaah..." Sandhya writhed in pleasure.

A few minutes passed...

She suddenly pulled away from him and stood up. She adjusted her t-shirt.

"Going beyond this will be risky. Just hold on for a bit," she panted, picked up her laptop, opened his room door, and went back to her room.

Vicky was still on his meeting call.

Dinesh sat on his bed, with Sandhya's saliva drying on his lips, the scent of her breasts on his face, and an erect cock. That day, in that house, a new chapter of lust had officially begun.

It was dinner time that night. A strange silence prevailed at the dining table.

Sandhya had changed back into her track pants and t-shirt. When she looked at Dinesh, a secret smile bloomed on her lips. Dinesh also smiled faintly in return. The daytime secret known only to the two of them had created a new bond between them.

Divya was eating quietly. She didn't look at Dinesh at all. She didn't even glance up at Vicky. It was as if she had hidden herself behind an invisible shield.

It was Vicky who started the conversation. "Amma, we have to leave early tomorrow morning. We need to reach Bangalore by afternoon."

"Yes Vicky, travel safe. No night driving, just leave early in the morning," mother said.

Hearing this, Divya's children started whining, "Why are you leaving, Chithappa? Don't go." They held Sandhya's hands and begged, "Chithi (aunt), you don't go either, please."

Then Vicky explained. Since he was on a hybrid mode, he had to go to the office three days a week. But it wasn't like that for Sandhya. She could work from home all week. Immediately, the children asked at least Sandhya to stay.

Vicky looked at Sandhya. If this question had been asked when they were coming to their hometown, Sandhya wouldn't have hesitated for a second and would have said, "No darlings, I have to go with Chithappa."

But now, the situation was completely different.

Dinesh was on her mind. The game she started with him was left halfway. She didn't feel like leaving this house. An urge welled up within her.

She looked at Vicky and said, "Vicky, if you want, I'll stay back here, and you alone go and come back on the weekend? Poor kids, they want me to stay. I'll stay here."

Vicky was surprised by this. But a calculation was running in his mind too. Divya Anni avoiding him was a huge bother for him. His heart yearned to speak to her alone and give an explanation for what happened that day. If he went alone now, he had an excuse to come back again on the weekend. He thought it would give him a chance to speak to Anni then.

"You don't have any problem, right, Sandhya?" Vicky asked.

"No problem at all. But just leave the car. I'll take the kids around to the mall and other places. You go and come back by Omni bus," Sandhya said.

Vicky agreed. "Okay, then I'll leave tonight itself. Only then can I go to the office fresh tomorrow," he said, and started looking for bus tickets on his phone.

"Tonight? What's the hurry?" mother asked, but he was firm in his decision.

Shortly after, he booked a cab, grabbed his bag, and was ready to leave.

Everyone was standing at the doorstep to see him off. He came near Divya.

"Have a safe trip, Vicky," Divya said, looking him in the eye with a soft smile.

Seeing that smile, Vicky felt relieved. 'Thank god... Anni is not angry,' his mind breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay Anni," he smiled too.

With everyone at home waving him goodbye, he got into the cab and left.

Now, on that first floor, without the elder brothers, only the two sisters-in-law... were going to be alone with Dinesh.

The lustful thoughts of all three were waiting to converge.

Indeed, the brother-in-law is a lucky man......

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Really lucky brother in law. Jealous makes people to take dare steps.

Let's see who which anni give chance to Dinesh first and how he will play, manage both. Waiting for more tempting update.

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Let's see who which anni give chance to Dinesh first and how he will play, manage both. Waiting for more tempting update.

Thank you.

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**Monday Night**

After Vicky left, a strange silence settled over the house. Dinner was finished, the dishes were washed, and everyone was sitting in the hall chatting. Dinesh's eyes kept circling back to Sandhya's face. Sandhya's gaze also met his from time to time. Only Divya seemed lost in her own thoughts.

"Alright, the kids are getting sleepy. I'll take them upstairs," Divya said, holding her two children's hands and starting to climb the stairs. She was wearing a thin cotton nighty. As she slowly climbed the stairs, her rear beauty... her round buttocks hidden beneath the nighty bounced rhythmically with every step. Her waist swayed and curved. Dinesh, walking up behind her, feasted his eyes on those two globes. His cock stiffened inside his shorts.

Sandhya followed behind them. Seeing Dinesh staring at Divya's ass out of the corner of her eye, she chuckled to herself.

Once upstairs, the three of them stood at the door of Divya's room.

"Goodnight Anni," Dinesh said. Sandhya also looked at Divya and said, "Goodnight Akka."

Divya turned, gave a soft, tired smile, said "Goodnight," and went inside, gently closing the door. The 'click' of the latch bolting was heard from inside.

Now, only Dinesh and Sandhya were left on the veranda.

Dinesh turned towards his room. Before going in, he glanced back at Sandhya one more time.

She was already looking at him. A sly, mischievous smile played on her lips.

"What are you looking at?" she asked in a hushed tone.

"Nothing, Anni," he managed to say.

"Then go to sleep," she said, pretending to open her room door.

The exact moment Dinesh sighed and turned toward his room...

Sandhya suddenly grabbed his hand. Her grip was tight. She pulled him and pushed him inside her room. Before he could even realize what was happening, she stepped inside, slammed the door shut, and bolted it.

Now, it was just the two of them in the room. Both of their breathing was heavy.

Without wasting a single second, Sandhya pounced on him and captured his lips. It was a frantic, aggressive kiss. Her tongue pushed into his mouth, exploring it. Her teeth gently bit his. Forgetting himself, Dinesh wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her tightly against him. Her soft breasts pressed hard against his chest.

As they were kissing, Sandhya's thali (mangalsutra) chain kept brushing against his face, getting in the way. Without breaking the kiss, she used one hand to gently unhook the thali from her neck and placed it on the nearby table.

Breaking the kiss, she looked at him, panting. Her eyes were heavily intoxicated with lust.

"Take it off," she commanded him, getting ready to strip off her own clothes.

Grabbing her t-shirt with both hands, she pulled it over her head in one swift motion.

Underneath... there was no bra.

It was the same sight from when she had entered his room that afternoon. Her two perky breasts stood freely. As she breathed heavily, they heaved up and down. Her nipples were erect, inviting him. She tossed the t-shirt aside.

Next, she untied the string of her track pants and let them slide down to the floor. Underneath, she was wearing the same short, tight shorts she had worn that afternoon. The pink lace edge of the panty she wore inside the shorts peeked out slightly.

Dinesh was left speechless for a moment, marveling at her beauty.

"What are you looking at? Your turn," she smiled lustfully. Then, she slid off her shorts and panty in one go, standing completely naked.

Dinesh hurriedly pulled off his t-shirt and threw it away. Seeing his eighteen-year-old, youthful, toned body heated Sandhya up. When he pulled his shorts down, his large cock, unable to be contained by his underwear, stood bulging prominently.

Sandhya slowly walked up to him. With her fingers, she gently stroked the bulge over his underwear.

"Shall we start from where we left off this afternoon... or shall we go further?" she asked, her voice dripping with lust.

Dinesh had no words to reply. Only his cock was ready to answer her.

Smiling, she gently pushed him onto the bed. Dinesh fell on his back. Instead of climbing on top of him, Sandhya knelt at the edge of the bed. Her eyes measured the treasure bulging inside his underwear.

She bent down slowly, grabbed the edges of his underwear with both hands, and slowly pulled it down.

With a *pop*, like an untamed bull breaking free, Dinesh's dark rod sprang out and stood right in front of her face. Veins bulged on it, its head red with lust, glistening with a slight pre-cum leak.

"Oh my... you might be a young boy, but this is huge," Sandhya said with admiration, sticking her tongue out to wet her lips.

Dinesh writhed in shyness. But his cock stood proudly erect.

Sandhya grabbed the rod with her warm hands. The moment he felt that touch, Dinesh moaned, "Ssss... aaaa..." She slowly stroked it up and down, feeling its heat.

Then, she bent down slowly and, with the tip of her tongue, gave that red head a single lick.

Electricity surged through Dinesh's entire body. His hips involuntarily bucked upward. The door to a new pleasure he had never experienced before was thrown open.

She took the head of his cock into her mouth, tightened her lips around it, and started sucking it slowly. Her hot, wet mouth created a paradise around its tip. Bobbing her head up and down, she took the rod deep into her throat, sucking it thoroughly.

*Slurp... slurp...*

The sound of her sucking echoed through the room. Dinesh couldn't bear it. His hands ran through her hair, pushing his cock even deeper into her mouth. Sandhya held his balls with her other hand, gently rolling them.

Dinesh's climax was approaching fast. His body arched like a bow. He couldn't control it. He wanted to warn her, but his brain stopped working. Only his body reacted.

Suddenly, his hips began to spasm, and his cock started throbbing.

He couldn't even utter a word. With immense force, his hot, thick semen squirted right into her mouth. Because she hadn't expected it, the rest of it splashed and splattered over her cheek, the corner of her lips, and the hair falling over her forehead.

She stopped sucking, freezing for a second.

Dinesh lay there exhausted, panting. The last few drops of his semen dripped from his cock onto her chin.

Sandhya glared at him. There was no anger in that look, just a playful mischief mixed with slight disappointment. The look seemed to say, 'What is this, boy, you finished so soon?'

"Sorry, Anni... sorry... I... I couldn't control it," Dinesh stammered, apologizing profusely.

Sandhya looked at him and smiled. "It's okay," she said, and without wasting even the last drop of his semen in her mouth, she swallowed it loudly with a *gulp*.

Then, she got up and took a turkey towel from the wardrobe. First, she gently wiped Dinesh's cock and the cum splattered on his stomach.

Then, telling him to lay right there, she wrapped just that towel around her body and walked towards the bathroom.

"I'll just go wash my face and come back," she said as she left. Watching her swaying buttocks, Dinesh lay on the bed like a man who had just discovered a whole new world.

After Sandhya went into the bathroom, Dinesh was left alone in the room. Once she left, the heat in his body slowly subsided, and a wave of confusion took over his mind. He pulled a blanket, wrapped it around his waist, and sat curled up on the bed.

'Chi... what have I done? I messed it up so badly on the very first try. What will Anni think of me? Will she think I don't even know how to satisfy a woman?'

It was a huge blow to his eighteen-year-old masculinity. He feared that a bad start would ruin everything. For the first time, a doubt sprouted in his mind about whether he could ever be good at sex.

A few moments later, he heard the door open.

Sandhya walked in.

The stains of his semen were no longer on her face. Her face was bright and glowing. Her dripping wet hair clung to her shoulders and back. The water droplets on her body sparkled like diamonds in the room's light.

On her body... there was nothing but that towel.

She looked at Dinesh, smiled, and bolted the door again with a 'click'.

Then, like a queen discarding her robes, she slowly untied the towel and let it slip to the floor.

Completely naked...

Dinesh looked at her. His sister-in-law... now stood before him in her birthday suit, without any barriers. Her perky breasts. The erect nipples on top of them. Her stomach, her deep navel. Below, her pussy, a small mound with pubic hair so fine you couldn't tell if it was there or not. Her smooth thighs...

She walked over like a goddess of lust and climbed onto the bed. The mattress sank slightly under the weight of her naked body. She came and sat next to Dinesh.

Pulling the blanket tighter around himself, he bowed his head, hesitating to look at her.

She placed her soft hand on his shoulder. "What is it, sitting all wrapped up in a blanket like you've lost World War III?" Her voice was full of warmth and mischief.

"No, Anni... it's just... sorry..." he mumbled.

She laughed. "Hey dummy, feeling bad over this... you are a boy, I am a girl. This is your first time. This is how it happens. There is absolutely nothing wrong with it," she said, holding his chin and turning his face towards her.

"But, I'll give you one small tip, want to hear it?"

Dinesh looked at her in confusion.

Sandhya leaned in close to his ear and whispered in a secret voice.

"Next time, before doing this, eat a lot of pineapple... your cum will taste a bit better then."

Hearing that, Dinesh didn't understand at first. But when he realized what she meant, his face flushed red with embarrassment. A smile bloomed on his lips.

In that single moment, his confusion, fear, and shame vanished. Before him was a goddess of lust. He felt he had so much more to learn from her.

Seeing the shy smile spread across Dinesh's face, the goddess of lust within Sandhya fully awakened.

She lay flat on her back on the bed. Her naked body sprawled across the bedsheet like a masterpiece painting.

Reaching her hand out, she slowly pulled Dinesh, who was still curled up in the blanket, on top of her. Hesitantly, he laid over her. The moment her soft, hot body touched his, his shrunken cock slowly began to spring back to life.

She kissed him deeply. This time, there was no frantic aggression in the kiss. It had a certain softness, a steady rhythm.

While kissing him, she held his head, gently pushed it down, and placed it on her breasts.

"Slowly... patiently... enjoy it and suck," she moaned near his ear.

Dinesh didn't rush this time. First, he circled one of her nipples with the tip of his tongue. Sandhya shivered, "Sssss..." Then, he slowly took the bud into his mouth and sucked it softly, like a baby drinking milk. His hands gently kneaded her other breast.

After a while, Sandhya gently pushed his head away. "Now, go down," she commanded.

Dinesh's heart beat faster. He slowly slid down from her body and moved between her legs. She spread her legs wide, giving him a full, unobstructed view.

Her pink pussy slit glistened, leaking with wetness. Fine, dark hairs framed it perfectly. He brought his face close to it.

A strange, unique scent. It wasn't sweat, nor was it the smell of flowers. It was the scent of a woman. The scent of a woman's pussy. That smell made him hesitate slightly at first. Until now, he had only seen this in pictures. But now, in reality...

Breaking through his hesitation, he stuck his tongue out. First, he licked the edge of the slit. It tasted salty. Then, mustering his courage, he parted her pussy lips and started licking inside with *slurp, slurp* sounds. He didn't really know what he was doing. It felt like he was doing it out of obligation.

Sandhya's squirming made it clear she didn't like what he was doing. Instead of feeling pleasure, she felt a sort of ticklish discomfort.

"Enough... stop," she said in a slightly tight voice.

Dinesh immediately pulled his face away. 'Oh no, did I mess this up too?' his face fell.

Sandhya looked at him. There was no anger on her face, just a slight disappointment. She sat up, grabbed his hand, pulled him up, and made him lie down next to her.

"Come here," she said, turning him towards her. "A woman's body is like a temple, da. You shouldn't just run in and rush through it. You have to stand before every sculpture, take your time, and admire it. Only then will you understand its true beauty."

She leaned close to his ear and whispered, "I am going to teach you a lesson now. Pay close attention. Okay?"

Dinesh lay next to her guiltily, like a student who had just failed an exam. Sandhya climbed on top of him and started speaking near his ear.

"Hey... when I was sucking you, did I show any hesitation? Or did I do it with disgust, like I didn't want to?"

Dinesh shook his head, indicating "no".

"It's the exact same thing, da. Licking a pussy is like performing a pooja. You have to enjoy it, do it with desire and devotion. If you lick it just as a duty, how will I get into the mood? How you treat a woman's pussy decides how good of a lover you are."

She got off him, pulled him into a hug against her chest, and began her lesson.

"First... when you go down, you shouldn't forget the world. Look into my eyes now and then. Eye contact is very important. I need to see the lust in your eyes. I need to know how desirously you're looking at my pussy. That is the first kick for me. Smell my pussy well. Breathe it in... enjoy that scent."

"Now, I'll teach you a chemistry lesson," Sandhya began. Her voice sounded like that of a sex educator.

"The pH level of water is 7. That's neutral. Below 7 is acid, above 7 is base. The wetness that comes from a woman's pussy is acidic in nature. Its pH level ranges from 3.8 to 4.5. The sourer it is, meaning the more acidic it is, the healthier her pussy is."

"If by chance, she has some infection, the pH level increases, and the pussy will smell bad. If it smells kind of fishy, you must stop immediately. It means she has a problem. You should tell her to see a doctor. If needed, take her yourself. But, do not have sex until it is cured."

Dinesh listened to her with his mouth agape, resting on her chest and staring at her face.

"Another important thing. The good bacteria in yogurt (Lactobacillus) and the good bacteria in a healthy pussy belong to the same family. So, putting your mouth on a healthy pussy is just like eating yogurt. There is absolutely nothing to be disgusted by or hesitate about."

"Now keep everything I said in mind. This is not just flesh. This is the place that is going to connect you and me. Enjoy it. Lick it. Lick it while looking into my eyes."

Dinesh understood everything now. The hesitation in his mind vanished.

"Theory class is over. Now for the practical," she winked. "Now, go down."

Dinesh didn't hesitate this time. Like a good student, he went between her legs and knelt down.

"First, smell my pussy well. Take a deep breath. You tell me if it's a good pussy or a bad pussy," Sandhya said.

Dinesh slowly bent down and placed his nose near her pussy slit. His eyes looked straight into hers. He inhaled deeply. That sour, intoxicating scent rushed into his brain.

Keeping his eyes locked on hers, he said, "Good pussy, Anni."

Pride swelled within Sandhya. A smile graced her lips. "Good. Keep maintaining eye contact like this. Now, make me feel it with your mouth."

As she instructed, he started doing it.

"First, don't rush. Gently kiss the outer lips of my pussy with your lips. Like kissing a flower," she said.

Dinesh did exactly that. His soft lips pressed against the soft lips of her pussy. Sandhya shivered, "Sssss..."

"Now, stick your tongue out and just caress the edges of those lips. Very slowly..."

Dinesh extended his tongue and slowly caress the entrance of her pussy.

"That feels good, da... now, slightly part the top of those lips, you'll see something like a small bud inside... that is the clitoris (pundai paruppu). A woman's entire pleasure is concentrated right there. You shouldn't press it too hard or bite it. With the tip of your tongue, slowly circle around it."

Dinesh followed her instructions flawlessly. The moment his tongue grazed her clitoris, Sandhya's body arched like a bow. Her hips involuntarily rose towards his face.

"Aaaa... just like that, da... now, insert two fingers inside. Not too deep. Gently stroke the pussy walls inside. Up and down... like you're calling 'come here'."

Dinesh inserted his index and middle fingers into the wet entrance of her pussy. It was so hot and soft inside. He gently stroked the inner walls with his fingers. At the same time, his tongue continuously flicked and swirled around her clitoris.

She gently held his head. "You're doing great, da... shall we go to the next level now?" she panted.

Dinesh looked at her in confusion.

"Your tongue and your fingers are working separately. They have to work together. That is the magic," she said.

"Keep only your middle finger inside. Take your index finger out."

Dinesh did so.

"Now, take your tongue off the clitoris, and push it vertically inside my pussy slit. As deep as it can go... try to touch your finger."

Dinesh hesitated for a second. But obeying the command in her eyes, he stuck his tongue out and pushed it vertically into the hot, wet passage of her pussy. The tip of his tongue lightly brushed against the tip of his finger inside.

"Aaaaaah..." Sandhya moaned differently this time. Her eyes started rolling back.

"Now... alternate it. For one second, your tongue goes in and licks. The next second, take your tongue out and lick my clitoris. At the same time, your finger inside should find the G-spot and press it. Rhythm... rhythm is very important, da."

Dinesh finally understood the full form of the game. This wasn't just licking or fingering. It was music. The tongue and the finger had to move in a rhythmic beat.

He began.

When his tongue went in and stroked, she felt a ticklish, filling sensation. When his tongue came out and swirled around her clitoris, electricity shot through her veins. When his finger pressed her G-spot inside, her entire body vibrated.

In... out... finger... tongue...

At one point, Sandhya's moans grew louder. She was nearing her climax. Normally, at this point, she would push him away, climb on top of him, fuck him, and reach orgasm. But today she was too exhausted. Plus, she wanted this specific pleasure to last.

Dinesh continued perfectly with the rhythm... in... out... finger... tongue...

Sandhya couldn't take it anymore. She reached a peak of new pleasure that she hadn't even experienced with her husband. This was no ordinary climax. Waves of ecstasy spread through her entire body. Her pussy contracted and expanded, gripping his finger tightly.

"Aaaaaaah... Dineshhhhhh..." she screamed loudly.

"Don't stop, da... keep doing it... aaaaaah..." she babbled in pure lust.

Dinesh increased his speed. His tongue and fingers together whipped up a storm of lust inside her.

With a long, deep moan, she climaxed. Hot fluids gushed out of her pussy like a flood, completely drenching his face.

Her body went limp, and she collapsed onto the mattress like she had lost consciousness.

Dinesh licked and drank every last drop from her pussy, then slowly came and lay down beside her. This time, there was no confusion on his face. He felt the immense pride of having accomplished a great feat.

Sandhya opened her eyes a few minutes later.
Still catching her breath, she pulled him into a hug. "You are a good learner," she said, kissing his forehead.

Then, she gently pushed him away and said, "This is enough for now. You go to your room."

Hearing her, Dinesh got up, put on his clothes, and left.

Once he was gone, Sandhya got up and put her clothes back on. First, she pulled on her panty. Then, the same short shorts she wore in the afternoon. Lastly, she put on her t-shirt.

As she fell back onto the bed, a satisfied smile rested on her lips.

Dinesh didn't sleep at all that night. Caught between sleep and wakefulness, his mind was completely occupied with the sex lesson Sandhya Anni had taught him. His tongue and fingers twitched in the air, practicing. His mind yearned to execute that lesson one more time.

**Tuesday, Early Morning.**

Dinesh woke up even before the sun rose. He felt as if a new energy was surging through his body. He stepped out of his room, went to the bathroom, and returned.

That was when he saw Divya Anni standing at the edge of the veranda, looking out at the balcony. She was wearing the same thin cotton nighty from last night. Her hair was let loose, covering the nape of her neck. She seemed lost in deep thought.

Seeing Dinesh approaching, she turned and gave him a faint smile. There was a mix of sadness and longing in that smile. She turned back to look at the balcony.

The beast within Dinesh awakened. The lesson he learned from Sandhya last night. The kiss Divya Anni gave him in the kitchen. Everything flashed through his mind like lightning.

'This is the right time.'

He didn't think for another second. He walked up silently behind her, whispered, "Anni..." near her ear, and hugged her tightly.

Divya's body froze in shock for a second, then shivered. She was in a mental tug-of-war on whether to push him away or not. Her room door was open. The thought of her kids sleeping inside crossed her mind.

Before she could finish thinking, Dinesh bent down and kissed the nape of her neck deeply. That hot, wet kiss shattered her self-control.

"Sssss... Dinesh... don't... the kids..." she stammered in a trembling voice.

"Come to my room, Anni," he whispered secretly in her ear, turned her towards him, grabbed her hand, and led her to his room.

She followed him in a trance-like state.

As soon as they entered his room, he locked the door. In the dim light of the room, he saw the desperation evident on Divya's face.

He gently grabbed the hem of her nighty and pulled it over her head in one swift motion. The nighty slipped off her body and fell to the floor.

Completely naked... Divya Anni.

Her body was fleshier and fuller than Sandhya's. Her breasts were larger and heavier, the nipples wider and stiffer. Faint stretch marks from childbirth marked her stomach. Below, her pussy was covered like a thick forest of dark hair.

He scooped her up and placed her on the bed. He climbed over her, captured one of her heavy breasts, and began to suck it. His hands kneaded the other breast.

Divya moaned in pleasure. "Aaaa... Dinesh... slowly, da..."

After finishing sucking her breasts, he slowly moved downward. He was about to unleash every single trick he had learned from Sandhya last night right here.

He moved between her legs and brought his face close to her pussy.

If Sandhya's pussy smelled one way, Divya's pussy smelled entirely different. From within the thick hair, an earthy scent mixed with a faint smell of sweat reached him, intoxicating Dinesh in a completely different way. More than Sandhya's scent, he loved this experienced, intensely feminine fragrance.

He prepared to show off all his skills.

But out of shyness, she squeezed her legs tightly shut.

"Anni... please..." he said in a begging tone. His eyes were fixed on her. More than lust, there was a sense of deep worship in his gaze.

Slowly and hesitantly, she spread her legs.

He brought his face close to her pussy again. That intensely feminine scent hit his nostrils, sending a rush of intoxication to his brain.

He looked up at her. Her eyes were closed. Her lips were trembling slightly.

He began his game.

First, he didn't stick his tongue out. He blew his hot breath over her pussy. When that hot air caressed her clitoris, Divya's body shivered and vibrated. Her legs trembled slightly.

Then, he extended his tongue and caressed the edges of her outer pussy lips very, very slowly, as if tracing a path of flowers. With every movement, he looked at her. She opened her eyes and stared right back at him. In her eyes, there was desperation, thirst, and a kind of pleading.

He teased her. Without touching her clitoris directly, he traced patterns with his tongue on the areas around it. Divya's pleasure was rising, but she wasn't reaching fulfillment. Her hips involuntarily bucked upward toward his face. Her mouth started moaning, "Dinesh..."

'Now is the right time,' he decided.

With the tip of his tongue, he gave her red, throbbing clitoris a single, direct touch.

"Aaaaaah!"

Divya's body arched like a bow. All ten of her fingers gripped the bedsheet tightly. Inside her pussy, which had been dry for months, juices started flowing like an open spring.

Dinesh now increased his speed. Like a master artist, his tongue tasted every single part of her pussy. His tongue swirled around her clitoris, parted her lips to lick inside, and came back out to suck the clitoris again. Every now and then, he looked into her eyes, silently asking, 'Does it feel good, Anni?'

She couldn't speak. She was experiencing the ultimate sweet torture of lust. Her hips moved up and down, grinding her pussy against his face.

"I can't take it, da... Dinesh... please... aaaaaah..."

Sensing her thrashing, Dinesh pulled out his final weapon. Inserting two fingers into her pussy and pressing against her G-spot, he started licking her clitoris wildly with his tongue.

That was it.

Divya began to moan rapidly.

Dinesh maintained the rhythm, continuing the flawless interplay of his mouth and fingers.

In moments, Divya's body lost all control. A volcano erupted from within her. With a long, deep, throat-tearing scream, she reached her climax. Hot juices gushed out of her pussy like a flood, completely bathing his face. It wasn't an orgasm that lasted for one or two seconds. The lust that had been suppressed for months poured out like a broken dam. Wave after wave, every cell in her body vibrated in pure ecstasy.

Tears streamed from her eyes. Tears of pure pleasure.

Her body went limp, and she collapsed onto the mattress, seemingly unconscious.

Dinesh licked and drank every last drop from her pussy, then came and lay down beside her. Still catching her breath, she pulled him into a tight embrace.

Dinesh hugged her back, comforting her. He gently wiped the tears flowing from her eyes with his fingers. Her face now glowed with a profound peace and satisfaction.

He leaned close to her ear and asked in a hushed, lust-filled voice, "Shall we go to the next level, Anni?"

Divya couldn't answer with words. She nodded slowly in agreement. Her body yearned for his touch once more.

Excited, Dinesh got off her and quickly pulled off his shorts. His cock, enveloped in the scent of Divya's pussy, stood erect like an iron rod.

Seeing it, Divya's eyes widened in amazement. 'This big?' she wondered in her mind. Just as she reached her hands out to touch it...

"Amma... Amma..."

Outside, from the veranda, came the crying voice of her second child.

Divya's body froze in shock for a second. She snapped out of her lustful daze and instantly regained her senses.

"Aiyo!" she panicked. "Enough, Dinesh, no!" she pushed him away, hurriedly got up, grabbed her nighty, and slipped it on.

Dinesh also pulled his shorts back on and adjusted himself. His erect cock slowly wilted in disappointment.

Divya opened the door in a panic and rushed out. Dinesh followed behind her.

There on the veranda...

Sandhya was holding Divya's child on her hip, gently comforting him.

Seeing Divya, her heart skipped a beat. 'How long has she been standing here? What did she see? What did she hear?'

Sandhya smiled casually, acting as if absolutely nothing was wrong. "What is it, Akka, the little boy must have gotten scared not finding you next to him in his sleep. He calmed down as soon as he saw me."

Divya didn't know what to say. She couldn't even look at Sandhya's face. She walked straight over and took the child from her.

"Thanks, Sandhya," was all she managed to say before rushing into her room, laying the child down, and lying down beside him.

She felt like bursting into tears. 'Chi... what have I done! How could I behave like that with Dinesh... and Sandhya saw it all... what disgusting things will she think of me?' She buried her face in her pillow and cried.

After a while, the crying stopped. She remembered the sheer pleasure her body had just received. The magic Dinesh's tongue had worked inside her, the state of nirvana she had reached... a sense of pure euphoria bubbled up inside her. Guilt and the pleasure of lust attacked her alternately, turning her mind into a massive battlefield.

**On the veranda...**

Once Divya left, Sandhya turned to Dinesh. The playful, mischievous smile was gone from her face. It was replaced by a cold stiffness.

"What is it, did you lose your virginity?" she asked.

Dinesh shook his head, indicating "no".

"Oh... not yet?" Her voice grew even harsher. "Am I not enough for you? You needed Divya Akka too before dawn?" she asked, her face stern.

"It's not like that, Anni..." Dinesh begged.

"Don't ever come near me again," she said angrily, went into her room, and slammed the door shut.

But once inside, the anger vanished from her face, replaced by uncontrollable laughter. Covering her mouth, she started laughing silently. 'You rascal... you managed to bag both sisters-in-law in a single day. You're quite the player, da. Just wait... I'll make you beg for it,' she praised him in her mind.

For Dinesh, left standing outside, the world had gone dark. 'Oh no... I made Sandhya Anni angry... did I mess it up again?' Hanging his head low, he walked back into his room.

In that house, the hide-and-seek game of lust had reached an even stranger, more complicated stage.

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**Tuesday Late Morning.**

In the kitchen, the mother-in-law, Divya, and Sandhya were engaged in cooking.

Divya was filled with a sense of guilt and extreme awkwardness. She couldn't bring herself to look Sandhya in the eye. 'She saw everything. What must she think of me?' The thought kept gnawing at her.

But Sandhya was acting very normal, as if absolutely nothing had happened. She was the one trying to break the tension in the room.

"Athai (Aunt/Mother-in-law), I'm going to make milkshakes for the kids and Dinesh," she announced.

"Why take the trouble, ma? You focus on your work," the mother-in-law said.

"It's no trouble, Athai. My workload is light today. I've kept my laptop in the hall, so if anyone pings me, I can check it immediately," she said, opening the fridge and looking for fruits.

"What fruit does Dinesh like, Athai?" she asked.

The mother-in-law laughed. "Him? He's a lazy bum when it comes to fruits. He won't eat them at all. Ganesh is the fruit lover. Vicky will eat if you peel it and give it to him. But this Dinesh, he won't touch it even if you peel it. Looks like we have to feed it to him with our own hands," she said, making everyone laugh.

Sandhya chuckled inwardly thinking of Dinesh. A mischievous glint flashed across her face. "Don't worry, Athai. I'll threaten him and make him drink it."

She started preparing the milkshake. But this was no ordinary milkshake. What she was making for Dinesh was a special lust potion.

In the blender, she mixed a banana (potassium, for energy), a few dates (to increase virility), a spoonful of honey (to boost testosterone), a pinch of nutmeg powder (to stimulate nerves and increase arousal), along with milk, and blended it. Just the smell of the milkshake was intoxicating.

As she was preparing it, the mother-in-law continued talking. "We are getting older. Dinesh will finish his studies in a few years. Once we find a good girl for him, get him married, and have him lose his virginity (kanni kazhichu vittutta), our duty is done."

Hearing the phrase 'lose his virginity', a sly smile spread across Sandhya's lips. She looked at Divya.

"Don't worry, Athai. That's what Akka and I are here for. It is our responsibility to make sure he loses his virginity," Sandhya said emphatically, secretly winking at Divya.

At first, Divya was shocked to hear what she said. But seeing Sandhya's wink and mischievous smile, the heavy burden in her heart lifted. Realizing that Sandhya didn't think badly of her and was instead treating it as a playful secret, a faint smile bloomed on Divya's lips too. It made her feel somewhat relaxed.

After finishing the milkshake, Sandhya first gave a small tumbler to her father-in-law and the kids who were playing with him.

Then, she called Dinesh on his phone. He came down from upstairs.

Putting on a strict, stern face, she handed him a large glass and said, "Here, drink this." Looking at her face, Dinesh felt scared. Thinking she was still angry with him, he chugged the entire glass without a word, put the glass down, and turned to go back to his room.

"Dinesh...," Sandhya called out. He stopped.

"We have to go out in the evening after my work is done. Shopping, dinner. Akka, the kids, and I are going. You get ready too."

He nodded in agreement and went to his room.

Once he left, the mother-in-law said to Sandhya, "Not bad, ma. He drank it without a word when you told him to. Be strict with him like this. This is how you should be."

Hearing this, all three women laughed together.

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In the evening, after Sandhya's work was done, the three of them set out with the kids.

**Divya:** Wore a beautiful cotton kurti and salwar pants, looking simple yet gorgeous.
**Sandhya:** In stylish jeans and a t-shirt, she looked like a modern angel.
**Dinesh:** In jeans and a t-shirt, he looked like a hero standing between two beauties.

That evening eased the tension among them. With shopping, fun conversations, and various selfies, time flew by without them realizing it. They had dinner at a nice restaurant and returned home.

Sandhya was driving the car. Divya was beside her. In the back seat, the two kids were sleeping, leaning on Dinesh's shoulders.

When they reached home, the kids were fast asleep.

"Poor children, they are sleeping so deeply. Don't wake them up. Let them sleep in our room tonight," the mother-in-law said, and Divya agreed.

Standing in the hall, Sandhya looked at Dinesh. "Dinesh, you go and sleep in your room. You must be really tired," she said. There was an authoritative tone in her voice. Even though Dinesh felt disappointed, he nodded and went upstairs.

Once he left, Divya also went upstairs, and Sandhya followed behind her.

When Divya entered her room, Sandhya casually followed her inside. She closed the door and bolted it with a 'click'.

Divya's heart beat fast. 'Why has she come here? Is she going to ask about what happened in the morning?'

Sandhya went straight and sat on Divya's bed. A tense silence hung in the room.

Sandhya gently held Divya's hand. Her hand was ice-cold. "Akka..." she called out softly. "Don't be afraid. I haven't come here to judge you or make you feel disgusted."

Tears welled up in Divya's eyes. She held Sandhya's hands tightly.

**Divya (in a trembling voice):** "Sandhya... I... what I did was wrong. He is a young boy... he's like a son to me. But..."

**Sandhya (holding her hands supportively):** "I know, Akka... you have desires and feelings too. I also know that Ganesh Anna doesn't pay any attention to you. You didn't do anything wrong."

**Divya (with tears):** "No, Sandhya... you won't believe me. Saturday morning, when I applied oil on him... even then, he looked like my firstborn to me. But, in that kitchen... when he fell down while changing the cylinder, and I fell on top of him... I don't know what changed inside me. Something I had suppressed for years just came out."

Sandhya listened to her quietly.

"I kissed him, Sandhya... I was the one who started it," she said, covering her face and starting to cry.

Sandhya moved closer and hugged her. "Akka... first, listen to this. I know what happened between you and Dinesh this morning. But before that, you need to know what happened between him and me," Sandhya said. She then narrated everything, leaving no detail out, starting from when she sucked his cock on Monday night to when he licked her pussy.

Divya was frozen in shock. Her crying stopped.

**Sandhya:** "I had a desire for him too, Akka. But that was purely physical lust. But you... what you feel for him is different. When you kissed him in the kitchen, it wasn't just lust; there was affection and a sense of belonging in it."

**Divya (wiping her face):** "Yes, Sandhya. A small acknowledgment, a little affection that I haven't received from my husband in years... I saw that in his eyes. That's what made me do it."

Both of them remained silent for a while, looking at each other. All the hesitations and misunderstandings between them melted away in those tears. Now, they were not just sisters-in-law. They were in a secret alliance.

Smiling, Sandhya picked up her phone. She called Dinesh.

He answered the phone half-asleep. "Hello..."

"Hey Dinesh, it's me. Tomorrow morning, at exactly 4:30 AM, the three of us have to visit a few temples. Set an alarm. You need to take a good bath, wear a white shirt, and be ready sharp at 4:30," she said with a tone of authority.

"Okay Anni," he replied groggily.

After hanging up, Sandhya got up and opened Divya's wardrobe. "Akka, you wear this blue saree tomorrow," she said, picking out a beautiful saree and a matching blouse, and handed them to her.

"I'll get ready and come here exactly before 4:30. You be ready too," she said. She gave Divya a kiss on the cheek, said "Goodnight, Akka," and left for her room.

Divya couldn't understand anything. She went to bed with a mix of confusion about 'What is going to happen tomorrow morning?' and a sense of anticipation.

Tuesday night ended with the calm before a massive storm of lust that was to arrive in the coming days.

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