We clasped hands. Hindi sex I couldn’t take my eyes off her exposed back and stomach visible in her saree.Once, when she caught my gaze, she said, “Jatin! We both knew that there was something between us, but her father had made the decision. There was a hickey on her chest which would be impossible to hide if she went close to her husband.I slapped her ass and pinched it while trying to change positions, but it was too late. Deepti would come to work in her neatly pressed sarees, her step-cut hair nicely set, with light makeup, some kajal, and a subtle lip color. Her juices started flowing again as I told her I could do this all night, teasing her clit with my tongue in the steam-filled shower.Deepti’s husband goes to work at night, so we’ve been having sex every evening. Our chemistry is mind-blowing. Our chemistry is mind-blowing. She would have been my ideal life partner but her father had higher expectations for her.I had completed an MCA and joined as a fresher along with Deepti,
