"Unexpected Desires: My Steamy Encounter with the Neighbor’s Wife"
It all started on a lazy summer evening in Jaipur. The power had gone out again, and the entire neighborhood was wrapped in darkness and silence—except for the faint sound of bangles clinking from the house next door. Read More Stories: Click Here I had just moved back home after years of working in Bangalore. My parents were traveling, and I had the whole house to myself. My only company was the neighbor, Mrs. Meena Sharma—a woman in her mid-thirties, graceful, elegant, and undeniably attractive. Meena aunty, as everyone respectfully called her, was nothing like the other women in our colony. She had a mysterious charm. Her sarees hugged her body in all the right places, and her kohl-lined eyes always seemed to say more than her words did. Her husband was always away on business trips, and she often spent evenings alone on her terrace. That night, I was sipping chai when I heard her calling out. "Beta, can you help me? I think a fuse has blown in my kitchen." I walked...
