Rajesh, residing in Bangalore, found his attention increasingly drawn to his new neighbor, Anika. She was a woman in her late twenties, married to a significantly older man. Though her skin was dark, her figure possessed an alluring shape, particularly the way her hips moved when she walked.
Every day, around 4:30 PM, Rajesh would go to his terrace. Anika also frequented her terrace at the same time, tending to her laundry. He observed her, his eyes tracing the lines of her body.
One afternoon, Anika called him over. She needed help retrieving some kitchen items from a high shelf, and her husband was not home. She climbed onto a stool, wearing a thin nightgown. Rajesh steadied the stool. As she reached for the items, he allowed his fingers to brush against her toes.
She did not react. He repeated the gesture, and she slightly shifted her foot. He touched her toes a third time. Anika looked down at him and made a soft “shhh” sound.
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Rajesh decided to take a chance. As she stepped down from the stool, he deliberately kept his hands in place. Her nightgown lifted slightly. He felt the soft skin of her calf against his fingers. On her other leg, his hand brushed against her thigh, just above her knee.
Anika’s breath quickened. Her eyes met his, dark and questioning. He moved closer. “Anika,” he whispered, his voice low.
He reached out, his fingers tracing the line of her jaw. Her skin was warm. He leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear. “I’ve been watching you,” he murmured. “Every day, on the terrace.”
He felt her tremble. He moved his hand to her hip, pulling her closer. He could feel the warmth radiating from her body.
“Rajesh,” she breathed, her voice barely audible. “This…”
He interrupted her with a kiss, his lips pressing against hers. Her lips parted, and she kissed him back, her hands moving to his chest.
He moved his hands beneath her nightgown, feeling the smooth skin of her back. He slid the nightgown up, revealing her full breasts. He cupped them in his hands, his thumbs brushing against her nipples.
Anika gasped, her body arching against him. He lowered his head, his lips closing around her nipple. He gently suckled, and she moaned softly.
He moved his hand down, feeling the soft folds between her legs. She was moist. He slipped a finger inside her, and she cried out. He moved his finger in and out, feeling her tighten around him.
He lifted her nightgown completely and pulled down her undergarments. He knelt before her, his eyes tracing the dark area between her legs. He lowered his head, his tongue flicking against her.
Anika’s body shuddered. She cried out, her hands gripping his hair. He gently kissed her, his tongue swirling and teasing. Her natural moisture flowed.
He stood and removed his own clothing. He lifted Anika onto the kitchen counter, spreading her legs wide. He positioned himself between her thighs.
He entered her slowly, feeling her tighten around him. She gasped, her hands gripping the edge of the counter. He moved in and out, slowly at first, then with increasing pace.
Anika’s moans grew louder, her body moving with his. He felt her nearing her peak, her muscles clenching around him. He moved deeply, and she cried out, her body shuddering.
He reached his own climax, holding her close, his breath coming in ragged gasps. They remained like that for a while, their bodies still joined