Update 49
Next morning ( Saturday) Ashima opened her eyes with the sun rays falling on her face. She looked around the room, remembering the intense night of roleplay with Reghu. She felt a mix of pleasure and guilt, knowing that she had enjoyed it immensely, yet she was married and had a child. She glanced at Rohan, who was sleeping peacefully beside her, and she felt a pang of love and responsibility. She knew she had to keep her feelings in check and maintain her boundaries with Reghu.
She felt wet in her pussy wall, She insert her hand in the nighty and felt it. It was wet. She took out her and and looked at her finger and found the stain of blood. She realized the mensuration cycle started. She went to bathroom and had a bath. She was feeling bad that she had to stop Reghu from going further. But she knew it was the right thing to do. After coming out from the bathroom she wore her nighty again and went to kitchen to prepare tea for Reghu.
Reghu was still sleeping in the living room. He was sprawled out on the sofa, his chest rising and falling with each breath. Ashima couldn't help but admire his body, his muscular arms and broad shoulders. She knew she was attracted to him, but she also knew that she had to be careful. She decided to make him breakfast to show her appreciation for the night's adventure without crossing any lines.
As she moved around the kitchen, preparing the tea and cooking some eggs and toast, she heard the sound of Reghu stirring on the sofa. He yawned and stretched, his eyes opening to see her in the kitchen. He sat up, a smile spreading across his face when he saw her in the morning light.
He went to near kitchen, seeing her wet hair tied with a small bath towel. He felt like hugging her, but he controlled his feelings. "Morning Ashima" Reghu greated with a tired but happy smile.
A: "Good morning Reghu, I've made some tea and preparing breakfast," she said, blushing slightly at the sight of him.
R: "Thanks for that, I had a good sleep," he replied, his eyes lingering on her nighty, which was sticking to her body due to the shower's dampness, revealing the outline of black bra and panty
Ashima noticed his gaze and felt a thrill run through her body. She knew he was thinking about last night, but she had to stay strong. "Reghu you go and freshen up, I will prepare this breakfast" she said, her voice slightly shaky.
Reghu nodded and went to the bathroom. He took a quick shower, his mind racing with the events of the previous night. He had never felt such a mix of emotions before, and he didn't know how to process them. He washed his face and brushed his teeth without brush, looking at himself in the mirror. He was still the same person, but something had changed within him. He felt more alive, more connected to Ashima than ever before.
When he returned to the kitchen, the smell of eggs and toast filled the air. Ashima was busy plating up the food, her back to him. He stepped up behind her, placing his hands on her shoulders, she jolted slightly, her skin warm to the touch. "Ashima did you need any help ?" he asked, his voice low and gentle.
A: "No, I got it," she said, her cheeks flushing as she felt his presence so close to her. She was trying to keep things normal, but the memory of last night was still vivid in her mind, making it difficult to ignore the electricity that seemed to crackle between them.
R: "You're sure?" Reghu's thumbs began to gently knead the tension in her shoulders, and she couldn't help but lean back into his touch.
A: "Mmhmm," she murmured, her eyes fluttering closed for a brief moment. "It's just eggs and toast," she added, trying to keep the conversation light.
Reghu stepped around her and took the plate from the counter, carrying it to the small table in the corner of the room. He sat down and patted the chair next to him. "Come, let's eat together," he said, his voice still carrying the same tender tone from last night. Ashima couldn't resist the warmth in his eyes, and she took a seat, the fabric of her nighty brushing against his bare leg. They ate in silence, the tension between them thick enough to cut with a knife.
Seeing her silence, Reghu decided to break the ice. "Ashima, about last night," he began, his voice tentative. She turned to look at him, her eyes wary. "I just want you to know that I respect you, and I would never do anything to make you feel uncomfortable."
Ashima took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "I know, Reghu," she said, her voice a little shaky. "I had fun, but we should maybe keep it as just a game."
R: "Of course, I understand," he said, nodding. "It was just a bit of harmless fun, and I don't want to mess up our friendship." He reached out and took her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "But if you ever need anything, or if you want to... you know, talk about anything, I'm here."
A: "Thank you, Reghu," she said, smiling gratefully at him. "I really appreciate that."
R: "And one more thing, dont be shy in front of me, now we both know everything. I know every inch of your body. there is nothing to hide." He said with a wink.
she blushed after hearing that Reghu know every inch of her body. She took her hand back and sipped the tea. She was feeling awkward, but also a bit excited by his words. They finished their breakfast and she cleared the table. Reghu watched her as she moved around the room, his eyes taking in her every move. Despite their agreement to keep things platonic, the attraction between them was palpable.
Ashima went to her room to get dressed, She comes out by wearing a simple blue salwar kameez which was fitting to her perfectly, showing her curves. Reghu couldn’t help but admire her beauty. He had never seen her this way before, and it was taking every ounce of his willpower not to reach out and touch her. She noticed his gaze and felt a thrill of excitement mixed with fear. She knew that if they weren't careful, things could spiral out of control.
R: "You look beautiful," Reghu said, his voice barely above a whisper.
A: "Thank you," she replied, avoiding eye contact as she grabbed her purse. "Reghu can you take care of Rohan, I need to go to shop to purchase something"
R: Why you go Ashima, I will bring for you. Tell me what you want.
A: "It's okay, Reghu. I need to go to the pharmacy too, it's personal stuff," she said, blushing slightly.
R: so what personal thing between us Ashima... What you really want to buy, I will brought for you.
A: "It's just some sanitary napkins," she mumbled, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. "And I need to get them myself."
R: "is that big thing, I will brought. Tell me other things you want to buy" he wakes up from the sofa and took the pant from the headrest of the sofa and wore it.
A: "No Reghu, I'll go. It's alright," she said, her voice firm.
He went near her and hold her hand.
R: Ashima, look at me, I am your real friend. and I dont want to send you to market in this sunny day. Give me the list and I will go.
A: "Okay, if you insist," she said, scribbling down a few items on a piece of paper. She handed it to him and he took it, smiling.
Reghu took the list and went to the market. His mind was still racing from the previous night's encounter. He couldn't believe how things had escalated so quickly, but he was also thrilled by the intimacy they had shared. He had never felt this way about anyone before, not even Jaya. He knew that he had to tread carefully, not wanting to ruin what they had.
The market was bustling with people, but Reghu's thoughts were only on Ashima. He picked out the items she had listed and even bought a few extra things, hoping to make her day easier. He chose the softest sanitary pads he could find and even grabbed a pack of chocolates, knowing she had a sweet tooth. As he walked back to the flat, the sun beating down on him, he couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement.
When he arrived, he found Ashima playing with Rohan, her laughter filling the room. Seeing them together, Reghu felt a twinge of jealousy, knowing that she was married and that he could never fully have her. But he pushed those thoughts aside and handed her the bag with the items she had requested. She took it with a grateful smile, her eyes meeting his briefly before looking away. Time was 12:50pm
Ashima stood up and walked towards the main door. Reghu handover the bags to her. She looked at him and said, "Thank you so much Reghu for everything. I don't know how to repay you."
R: "You don't need to repay me, Ashima," he said, his voice sincere. "I'm just happy to help."
A: I never think you will buy sanitary napkins for me, Reghu. You are really a good friend. Thank you.
She think, Vivek never brought sanitary napkin for her till now, on day after marriage she asked him to buy, but he never bought. And here was Reghu, her best friend, who bought it without any hesitation. She felt a warmth in her heart for him. When she open the big shopping bag she smelt the food fragrance.
A: Reghu did you brought food also ? she ask with surprised look.
R: "Yeah, I think its better to buy food, then you can take rest today" He said with a smile.
A: "You're so thoughtful," she said, her eyes shining with gratitude.
R: its for you Ashima. Take rest today, I will handle everything.
Ashima couldn't help but feel moved by his kindness. She nodded, took the bagsand walking into the kitchen to put away the groceries. Reghu followed her, placing the chocolates on the counter with a mischievous smile. "For later," he said, winking at her.
The rest of the day passed by in a blur of domestic bliss. They had lunch together, sharing stories and laughter as they ate. Reghu took care of Rohan, allowing Ashima to rest and recover from the night's excitement. She watched them play from the couch, feeling a sense of peace she hadn't felt in a long time. Despite the guilt that lingered at the edges of her mind, she couldn't deny the happiness that filled her heart when she was with Reghu.
As the evening approached, Ashima began to feel restless. The sight of Reghu playing with her son stirred up feelings she had long buried. She knew that she couldn't ignore the attraction she felt for him anymore. She needed to talk to him, to understand where they stood. She took a deep breath and called him over to the bedroom. Reghu went there leaving Rohan in living room with the toys. Reghu sat near her on the edge of the bed.
"Reghu," she began, her voice shaky. "Last night was..." She paused, searching for the right words. "It was amazing, but I think we need to talk."
Reghu looked at her, his eyes filled with concern. "What's wrong, Ashima?"
"I just... I need to know if this is just a game for you, or if there's something more," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Reghu leaned closer to her, his hand reaching out to touch her arm gently. "It's not just a game for me," he admitted. "I've had feelings for you for a long time, but I didn't know how to tell you without ruining our friendship. When I came here and see you in nighty my mind want to see your real beauty and feel you"
Ashima's eyes widened in surprise. She had suspected as much, but hearing it out loud was a whole different story. Her heart began to race as she took in his words. She didn't know what to say.
A: "Reghu, I..." she started, but her voice trailed off.
R: "I know, Ashima," he said, placing a finger on her lips. "I know you're married, and I respect that. But I can't help how I feel." He took a deep breath, his gaze searching hers. "But if you want me to stop, I will. I just want you to be happy."
A: "I don't know what to say," she murmured, her eyes filling with tears. "I've never felt like this before."
R: "You don't have to say anything," he whispered, wiping a tear from her cheek. "I dont want to hurt you anymore, you know yesterday I can do anything with you, but I will not. I respect you"
Ashima leaned into his touch, her body craving the comfort he offered. She knew she couldn't give in to her desires, not with her marriage and son to consider. But she also couldn't deny the connection she felt with Reghu.
A: "Reghu I am very confused" she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. "I care for you deeply, but I am married to Vivek. I don't want to betray him."
R: "I understand," he said, his voice gentle. "I'm not asking you to choose between us. I just want you to know how I feel. but dont worry I will never cross the line until you want"
Ashima looked into his eyes, the sincerity in them making her heart ache. She knew she had to make a decision, but it was one of the hardest she had ever faced.
A: "We can't do this, Reghu," she said, her voice firm despite the sadness in her eyes. "It's not right. We need to be friends, just friends."
Reghu nodded, the disappointment clear on his face. He knew he had to respect her decision, even if it was tearing him apart inside. He leaned in and kissed her forehead gently before standing up. "I understand, Ashima," he said, his voice thick with emotion. "I'll always be your friend, no matter what."
Ashima watched him walk out of the room, the weight of her decision heavy on her heart. She knew that she had done the right thing, but it didn't make it any easier. She took a deep breath and composed herself, wiping away the tears that had started to fall. She had to be strong for Rohan, for Vivek, and for herself.
Reghu went to the living room and picked up Rohan, holding him tight. He didn't know how he was going to keep his feelings in check, but he had promised Ashima, and he always kept his promises. He played with Rohan, trying to distract himself from the turmoil inside.
That time Ashima got video call from Vivek, She was still on the bed. She attend the call. Vivek was fully naked. She understand what he want, His room mate is out and he want to enjoy.
V: dear my room mate is not here pleas.......
A: Vivek.... not today.... I am on periods, I can't. She try to avoid the situation.
Vivek's face fell,
V: at least show me you in panty please.
A: Vivek... Rohan not sleep.
V: where is he ?
A: Playing in living room
V: Please Ashima only little time..... please please..... I will not disturb you after that.
A: Vivek, I can't now, maybe tomorrow. She tried to keep her voice calm and firm.
V: please Ashi.... please..... my room mate will coming soon, mat be tomorrow I didnt get chance....
Ashima sighed and looked at Rohan playing happily in the living room with Reghu. She knew she couldn't risk Vivek's frustration turning into something worse. She reluctantly agreed, "Okay, Vivek. But just for a few minutes." She partially close the door.
V: Thank you baby, I love you. He said with a grin.
Ashima walked to the bathroom and closed the door. She took off her nighty, leaving just her panties on. She took a deep breath and turned on the video call. Vivek's eyes widened with lust as he saw her standing in front of the camera in just her underwear.
V: You are looking so hot baby, I want to fuck you so badly. He said, his voice thick with need.
A: Vivek, please keep it short, she whispered, her cheeks flaming red.
Vivek nodded and started to masturbate, his eyes never leaving her body. Ashima tried to ignore the sadness in her heart as she watched him pleasure himself. Her thoughts drifted to Reghu and the way he had looked at her with love and care earlier in the day. It was a stark contrast to Vivek's desperate hunger. Vivek stroked his thin small penis. She felt pity on his behaviour. Comparing to Reghus muscular strong body and big penis, Vivek was nothing. But she didn't show it in her face. She pretended like she enjoying his call.
Reghu could hear Vivek's voice through the door, but he pretended not to notice. He focused on playing with Rohan, pushing aside the ache in his chest. He didn't want to ruin the peaceful evening by letting his feelings show. Rohan was giggling, oblivious to the tension in the room.
After a few minutes, Ashima ended the call and walked out of the bathroom. She quickly put her nighty back on and went back to the bed, trying to ignore the guilt that washed over her. She couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed with herself for giving in to Vivek's demands, but she had promised to always be there for him.
Reghu looked up as she entered the living room, his eyes searching hers for any signs of distress. She gave him a weak smile and took a seat next to him on the sofa.
R: "Are you okay, Ashima?" he asked, his voice filled with concern.
A: "I'm fine," she lied, not wanting to burden him with her troubles. Rohan come towards her and sat on her lap. She kissed him. Reghu stand up and said. "Ashima I will prepare dinner for us." he walked towards the kitchen. After some minutes Rohan slept. She took him to the bedroom and laid him on the bed. She felt more wetness in pad. She took the towel and went to bathroom, After having a shower changed the pad and wear pink nighty and went to kitchen. Reghu was busy to make chappathi. His bare back is visible to her. his shoulder muscles moving while he make chappathi. She felt a strange sensation in her stomach. She never saw Vivek cooking anything except ordering foods. She sat on the chair and watched him cooking. He was a man of simplicity, she knew that he had many qualities, but she never knew he could cook like that. She felt guilty for not recognizing his efforts and care towards her.
R: "Ashima can you cut the onions for me?" He handed her the knife and the onions. She took it with trembling hands, trying to focus on the task at hand to avoid the temptation that was standing right in front of her. As she chopped, she couldn't help but steal glances at his muscular back and the way his pants hugged his firm buttocks.
A: "Reghu, can I help you in something else?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
R: "No, it's okay," he said, turning around to face her. "You just rest."
Their eyes met and held for a moment, the air in the kitchen suddenly thick with tension. She knew he was fighting his own battle, just like she was. She took a deep breath and turned away, focusing on the TV playing in the background.
The dinner was simple, but it was the best meal Ashima had had in a long time. Reghu had made mixed veg curry with rice and chapathi. While eating he noticed sad face of Ashima.
R: "Is something wrong, Ashima?" He asked gently, placing a hand on her shoulder.
A: "No, everything is fine," she lied, forcing a smile. But she couldn't hide the sadness in her eyes.
Reghu knew something was off, but he didn't want to push her. After dinner, they cleaned up the kitchen together in a comfortable silence. As they worked side by side, their bodies occasionally brushing against each other, the tension grew palpable. Ashima's panties were already soaked, not just from her period, but from the desire that had been building all day.
When they finished, Reghu said
R: Ashima I need to go back to college.
A: why now ? just stay this night here.
R: But Ashima I dont have to change the lungi, its already smelled with my sweat.
A: Can you adjust for me? I don't want you to go.
R: "Of course, I can," he said with a smile, trying to lighten the mood. He knew she needed someone to lean on, and he was more than willing to be that person.
A: lets watch movie ?
R: "Okay, sure." He said with a smile.
