It was a lazy hot afternoon, the temperature outside blazing, but it was even hotter in the dimly lit bedroom where Revathi and Vrishali were glued to each other on the warm bed. The air was thick with the scent of desire and the sound of soft, urgent whispers. Clothes were strewn across the floor, a testament to the haste with which they had been discarded.

Revathi, her long, dark hair cascading over her shoulders, moved with a graceful confidence that belied her years. Her body was a masterpiece of mature beauty, with full, round breasts that swayed slightly as she leaned over Vrishali, her nipples taut and dark with arousal. Her skin, a deep, warm brown, glowed in the soft light, highlighting the voluptuous curves of her hips and the firm, sculpted roundness of her ass.

Vrishali lay beneath her, her own body a study in youthful allure. Her breasts, smaller but perfectly formed, rose and fell with her quickened breath. Her waist was slim, accentuating the curve of her hips and the tautness of her stomach. Her long legs, smooth and toned, wrapped around Revathi, pulling her closer, pressing their bodies together.

Their faces were inches apart, lips brushing together in a series of soft, teasing kisses. Vrishali’s lips parted slightly as she sighed, her breath mingling with Revathi’s. “I need you, Revathi,” she whispered, her voice trembling with anticipation.

Revathi’s hands roamed over Vrishali’s body, exploring every inch of her smooth, soft skin. She dipped her head, her tongue flicking out to tease Vrishali’s nipple, eliciting a gasp from the younger woman. “You taste so sweet,” Revathi murmured, her voice husky with desire.

She moved downward, kissing a path down Vrishali's body, pausing to take her time with each nipple, licking and sucking until Vrishali was writhing beneath her.

Vrishali arched her back, pressing her breast more firmly into Revathi’s mouth. Her own hands were not idle, tracing the curve of Revathi’s waist and hips, before moving lower. She found the older woman’s clit, her fingers moving in slow, deliberate circles. “You’re so wet,” she breathed, her eyes locked on Revathi’s face, watching her every reaction.

Revathi groaned, her hips bucking against Vrishali’s hand. “Don’t stop,” she commanded, her voice a mix of pleasure and need. Revathi moaned, her own hand sliding between Vrishali's legs, fingers curled in a way that made Vrishali cry out with pleasure. "More," she pleaded, her hips bucking against Revathi's touch.

"Please, Revathi," she whimpered, her voice desperate with want. Revathi responded with a deep, throaty groan, her movements becoming more urgent, the pressure on Vrishali's clit increasing. "Give me more." Revathi obliged, her fingers moving faster, her tongue circling Vrishali's nipple. Vrishali climaxed first, her cries of ecstasy filling the room, her body spasming around Revathi's hand.

She writhed beneath the older woman, her fingers twisting in Revathi's hair, pulling her closer, as if wanting to draw her deeper inside. Her legs tightened around Revathi's waist, holding her there as she rode out her orgasm. When she finally came down from the high, she felt boneless, utterly spent. She watched Revathi's face with an intensity born of both pleasure and hunger.

"I want to come again," she said, her voice low and needy. Revathi grinned, her eyes shining with satisfaction, and shifted up to straddle Vrishali's body, her hand still gently stroking Vrishali's clit.

"Let's see what I can do about that." She leaned forward, her lips capturing Vrishali's in a deep, passionate kiss. Then she lifted herself above Vrishali, positioning herself over Vrishali's face. She lowered herself onto Vrishali's mouth, letting out a sharp gasp as her daughter-in-law’s tongue darted out, tasting her mother-in-law for the first time.

She began to move, riding Vrishali's mouth with abandon, her movements increasing in speed and intensity until she was rocking back and forth, her breathing ragged, her fingers twisting in Vrishali's hair, her cries of ecstasy echoing through the room. And then, at last, she cried out, her release crashing over her like a wave, her body spasming, her legs shaking. "Oh my god," Vrishali gasped, her hands going to Revathi's hips. "You taste so good.". Revathi let out a low moan, the sound of Vrishali lapping her juices echoing through the room.

Her head fell back, her eyes closed as she savored the feeling of Vrishali's tongue caressing her most intimate places.

"Oh, yes," she whispered, her fingers tangling in Vrishali's hair. "Lick me. Harder." Vrishali did as she was told, licking and sucking, her tongue more insistent now. "That was amazing," she said, her voice filled with wonder and awe. She reached behind her and slipped a finger inside Vrishali, eliciting another cry of pleasure from the younger woman.

Vrishali used her fingers and parted the vaginal folds of Revathi, revealing her cum-dripping cunt as she pushed her fingers inside. Revathi arched back further, pushing two of her fingers inside Vrishali. They moaned in ecstasy as they continued fingering each other. Vrishali watched Revathi’s massive breasts pump up and down as she licked and fingered her. Revathi whimpered on top of Vrishali, her meaty thighs parted to let Vrishali fully access her cunt. She caught Vrishali’s cunt and stretched it using her fingers.

The way Vrishali was panting had her rubbing her thumb over the nub. Revathi let out a loud cry, her inner muscles clenching hard around Vrishali's fingers.

"Fuck!" she yelled. The pressure inside her pussy had her bursting into orgasm. “Ahhhhh Ahhhhh yes yes. I am coming,” moaned Revathi. Her pussy convulsed around Vrishali's fingers, squirting her essence all over Vrishali's face. "Shit! Shit!"

Revathi's fingers clenched Vrishali’s cunt tightly and she screamed. Vrishali watched her mother-in-law’s face as she exploded into orgasm. “Yes. Yes. Oh fuck”. Vrishali groaned, shuddering as she came. They screamed in ecstasy as they came harder than they ever had before. The pulsating waves of pleasure washed over them, sending them into a tailspin of bliss. Finally, Revathi collapsed onto Vrishali, gasping for air. Revathi rolled off Vrishali, her arms reaching out to hold her. "Wow," she said breathlessly. "That was incredible. I have never come like that before."

"Me neither," replied Vrishali, staring into Revathi's eyes, the love and desire burning brightly within them. Revathi trailed her fingertips over Vrishali's face, marveling at how wet and flushed she was. "And you are so beautiful when you come," she said, her tone reverent. Afterward, they lay together, reveling in the afterglow of their shared pleasure.

It felt right to be naked together, skin to skin, bodies entwined. There was no shame or guilt, just mutual contentment and happiness. As if they were meant to be this way. For years, Vrishali had been trying to find someone who could make her feel this way, someone she could trust and care for. Now, she finally had found it with Revathi.

“How do you feel?” asked Revathi, her voice a soft murmur in the quiet room.

“I feel… free,” said Vrishali, looking up at the ceiling, her hand tracing lazy patterns on Revathi’s belly. The smooth skin beneath her fingertips was warm and comforting, a reminder of the deep connection they shared.

“You are free,” said Revathi softly, running her fingers along Vrishali’s arm, her touch gentle and reassuring. “With me, you are always free.”

They lay there in a cocoon of their own making, basking in the pleasure they had just experienced and the intimacy they had just shared, the outside world forgotten. Then, slowly, Revathi slid out of bed and walked to the bathroom.

Vrishali watched Revathi’s plump ass sway enticingly as she walked towards the washroom. Her mind wandered back to the day she met Arun, her now husband and Revathi’s son. Even then, she was struck by Revathi’s boldness and sensuousness, captivated by her presence even before she said yes to the marriage.

After her marriage, Vrishali’s only desire was to get closer to Revathi. She did everything she could to please her mother-in-law, cherishing the moments they spent together. She loved watching Revathi in action every day, relishing the time they shared. It didn’t take her long to seduce Revathi and bring her to her bed. She thanked her stars that Revathi had melted too, succumbing to the undeniable attraction between them.

As she heard the shower start in the washroom, a sense of urgency surged through her. She got up and hurried towards the bathroom, eager to join her mother-in-law.

Arun and his father, Arvind, were pleasantly surprised by the camaraderie between Revathi and Vrishali. From the very beginning, it was evident that the two women shared a bond that went beyond the typical mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationship. It was rare to see such closeness, and both men were happy and relieved to witness it.

Revathi and Vrishali seemed inseparable throughout the day. They cooked together, their movements synchronized as if they had been doing it for years. The kitchen was filled with the sound of their laughter and soft chatter, their easy banter a testament to their deep connection. While preparing meals, they exchanged knowing glances and secret smiles that hinted at a world only they shared.

When it came to household chores, they worked as a team. They washed clothes together, Vrishali handing garments to Revathi, who would hang them with meticulous care. They moved through the house with a shared purpose, taking care of every detail to ensure that everything was in order for their husbands. Their partnership in managing the household was seamless, each anticipating the other’s needs and responding without a word.

In the evenings, they sat with Arun and Arvind, the four of them enjoying family time. The men appreciated the harmony and peace that Revathi and Vrishali brought into the home. They often remarked on how lucky they were to have such a cohesive family, believing it was the perfect balance of tradition and modernity.

However, what Arun and Arvind didn’t know was the secret that bound the two women even closer. Behind closed doors, Revathi and Vrishali shared a passionate, intimate relationship that transcended familial bonds. Their connection was both emotional and physical, a hidden love affair that added layers of complexity to their lives.

Every touch in the kitchen, every shared glance while doing laundry, held a deeper meaning. The moments they stole away to be alone were filled with an intensity that neither Arun nor Arvind could have imagined. They had built a world within a world, a sanctuary where they could express their love freely and fully.

As the shower water cascaded down in the washroom, Revathi and Vrishali continued to explore the depths of their bond, their hearts intertwined in ways that went beyond the understanding of the men in their lives. They were each other’s confidantes, lovers, and the true keepers of their shared secret—a secret that fueled the fire of their connection, making their bond unbreakable and their love story an untold legend within the walls of their home.

They were subtle initially, limiting their passion to the times when their husbands had left for work. Revathi and Vrishali explored every nook and corner of the house, leaving their marks with their essence. The couch upon which they sat in the evening with their husbands had hosted their moist, naked bodies as they licked, kissed, and fingered each other to multiple climaxes.

On one such afternoon, the living room was filled with the heady scent of their arousal. Revathi and Vrishali lay entangled on the couch, their bodies glistening with sweat. The room echoed with their soft moans and whispered pleas.

“Ohhhh Revathi, please don’t stop,” moaned Vrishali as Revathi used both her hands to finger Vrishali’s cunt and asshole. She loved Vrishali’s urges and squirms, making her increase the speed and tempo.

“You love it, don’t you?” Revathi asked, her voice low and husky as she flicked Vrishali’s clit with her tongue.

“Ahhhhhh yes,” Vrishali gasped, bucking her hips upwards as she rubbed herself against Revathi's face and arching her back in pure ecstatic pleasure and delight. She kneaded her own breasts aggressively while her legs shook, every nerve ending alight with sensation. "I can feel your heartbeat against my cheek." Revathi loved how sensitive Vrishali was.

Revathi continued, drawing Vrishali to the edge with expert precision. "Your pussy is so tight. I want to suck you off. Make you come." With that, she sucked on Vrishali's clit and dug her fingers into her core. "So fuckin' good," Vrishali hissed. Her pussy felt so good, so tight. So soft. Like velvet. Almost too sensitive. But it didn't matter to Revathi. She kept sucking and licking and flicking until she brought Vrishali to an earth shattering climax. Vrishali shuddered and screamed out her release. Vrishali’s body convulsed, her cries of pleasure filling the room as she came.

Her body was attuned to her husband's, but with her mother-in-law, her responses were heightened, her reactions more intense. She could feel all the different sensations coursing through her body, all heightened by the slightest touch or whisper.

Revathi tasted Vrishali’s juices like a thirsty kitten, her tongue lapping up every drop while her fingers continued to massage Vrishali’s clit, drawing out her orgasm. The intensity of the moment lingered, their connection deepening with each shared breath and touch.

As Vrishali came down from her high, she pulled Revathi up for a tender, lingering kiss, their tongues intertwining as they savored the taste of each other. Their love was a secret, a forbidden passion that bound them together in ways no one else could understand.

On another occasion, the stairs leading to the second floor became their secret spot for pleasure. Revathi was seated on the stairs, legs spread wide, holding onto the railings as Vrishali devoured her cunt like a starving bitch.

“Oh, God, Vrishali!” Revathi squealed like a pup, her body shaking as Vrishali fingered her ass mercilessly while flat licking her juicy, pulsating pussy.

“Finger me harder! Faster!" Vrishali did as instructed, driving her fingers deeper into Revathi's ass, pushing her higher and higher towards her release. Vrishali never missed an opportunity to explore and learn about her mother-in-law’s desires. She knew what worked best for Revathi and made sure to deliver just that.

“More! More!" Vrishali obliged, alternating between kissing and licking Revathi's clit before digging two fingers inside her mother-in-law’s hot, tight pussy. The sound of slurping filled the air as Vrishali drank Revathi's nectar. Her thighs quivered in response to Vrishali's ministrations, her orgasm building slowly but surely.

"Yes! Yes!" Revathi cried out as Vrishali sucked on her clit with abandon, her teeth nipping at the sensitive bud. “Ahhhh fuck! Yes, just like that,” Revathi gasped and moaned, her hands moving frantically between grasping the railing and trying to hold the edge of the stairs for support.

Vrishali’s tongue moved like a charged eel, sending jolts of pleasure through Revathi’s sweaty body. Her dark nipples stood out, her heavy breasts heaving dangerously with each breath.

“You’re so wet,” Vrishali murmured, her voice muffled against Revathi’s flesh.

“Don’t stop,” Revathi begged, her voice breaking with desire.

And so Vrishali didn't stop. She continued to finger and lick, and lick and finger, working Revathi's body relentlessly until her cries turned to guttural screams and she shook violently in ecstasy. Vrishali continued the intrusion, her mouth and fingers working in unison to drive Revathi wild. Revathi’s moans grew louder, her hips bucking as she surrendered to the intense pleasure.

“Oh my fucking Gawd, I’m going to come!” Revathi cried out, her head thrown back as if she were trying to find God.

“Do it, come for me,” Vrishali urged, her tongue flicking faster.

The sight of her mother-in-law on the verge of losing control was a sight to behold, one that sent Vrishali over the edge herself. “Yes, that's it! Come on, ma, let it go!" Vrishali encouraged, working her way around the outside of Revathi's clit before attacking the center with quick, firm flicks.

"YESSSSSS!" Revathi shrieked, her entire body seizing up as she exploded in climax. "I'm coming! Fuck yes, I'm cumming!". Revathi exploded like a dormant volcano, squirting her juices onto Vrishali’s waiting mouth and tongue. Vrishali eagerly lapped up  the juices, her fingers still deep inside her mother-in-law’s ass.

"Oh my God, you're eating me out! OH MY GOD!" Revathi howled, her legs kicking wildly as she rode the wave of her orgasm. "Oh, God," Revathi cried, clinging to the railing, eyes closed, as she rode out the intense waves of pleasure. "Vrishali, please!" "Yes, ma"

, Vrishali replied, savoring every drop of Revathi's cream on her tongue, her fingers continuing to work her hole, pumping in and out steadily, milking the last few drops of her orgasm from her mother-in-law.

As Revathi came down from her high, she collapsed onto the stairs, spent and sated. Vrishali climbed up to kiss her passionately, their breasts pressing together as they shared the afterglow.

“I love you,” Vrishali whispered, caressing Revathi’s hair.

“I love you too,” Revathi replied, pulling her closer. “You make me feel alive.”

The master bedroom was their private paradise. The sheets, stained with their combined juices, bore the marks of their frenzied coupling. It was the one place where they could find refuge from the prying eyes of their husbands and the world.

The bed shook and the sheets crumpled as they launched themselves at each other like hungry lionesses. “I need you now,” Vrishali whispered, her voice thick with desire.

Revathi growled in response, pulling Vrishali onto the bed. “Then take me,” she commanded, her eyes dark with lust.

Vrishali straddled her, settling between her thighs and kissing her deeply. Their tongues danced together, teasing and taunting each other, their bodies writhing in anticipation.

As the kiss deepened, Vrishali ground her pussy against Revathi's, letting out a soft moan as she felt Revathi's heat and dampness. Both women were desperate for release, and they needed each other to get there.

Their bodies collided, each touch igniting a fire within them. “God, you feel so good,” Vrishali moaned, her hands roaming over Revathi’s curves.

Revathi’s breath hitched as she felt Vrishali’s fingers slide inside her ass. “Don’t stop,” she pleaded, her hips bucking against Vrishali’s hand as they continued grinding their juicy cunts against each other’s.

Vrishali obliged, her fingers pumping in and out of her mother-in-law's ass, their bodies moving in perfect synchronicity. Their breathing became labored, and their moans grew louder as the tension built.

Their bodies trembled, and they cried out in ecstasy. “Oh, yes! Yes, right there! Please Vrishali” Revathi gasped, her voice breaking. Vrishali complied, finger-fucking Revathi’s ass vigorously while thrusting her own pussy hard against hers. “I’m so close,” Revathi panted, her movements frantic. “Come on, ma, come with me" Vrishali urged. Revathi bucked her hips, thrusting into Vrishali's pussy, and Vrishali screamed.

They moved faster, their movements becoming frantic as the desire to climax consumed them. The air filled with the scent of their sweat and sex as they kissed passionately. Then, suddenly, both women came simultaneously, Revathi cried out, clutching Vrishali tightly while Vrishali screamed in pure delight.

Revathi’s back arched, her ass clenching around her daughter-in-law’s fingers as she spasmed and screamed, her orgasm washing over her in waves of pure ecstasy. Their moans echoed off the walls as their climaxes crashed over them, leaving them weak and spent.

Their climax seemed endless, waves of bliss washing over them as they held onto each other. Afterward, they lay panting, sweat drying on their skin. They couldn’t help but giggle like schoolgirls, finding comfort and joy in each other’s company. "God, that was amazing," Revathi sighed, her chest heaving with exertion. "That was the best we've ever had."

But they couldn’t be more wrong. In Vrishali’s bedroom, they moaned each other’s names as they engaged in an intense sixty-nine position, with Revathi on top of Vrishali, discovering the intricate ways their bodies could be connected.

Vrishali's tongue explored Revathi's pussy with expert precision, licking, sucking, and flicking her clit until Revathi was screaming for more.

Simultaneously, Vrishali rocked her hips against Revathi's face, her pussy drenched with wetness, her own pleasure building.

With every stroke, their arousal heightened, their climaxes looming. Revathi sucked harder, her tongue darting inside Vrishali's channel, driving her wild.

“Oh God, yes!” Vrishali moaned, her hands gripping Revathi’s plump ass cheeks.

Their fingers danced over each other’s throbbing clits, bringing them to the edge of bliss before plunging them back to the brink. They explored each other’s cunts, watching intently as their wet, velvety folds pulsated and throbbed.

“Come on,” Vrishali whispered, squeezing Revathi’s ass cheeks harder. “Come on, you can do it.”

“I’m… almost there…” Revathi panted, her body shaking violently as her muscles contracted around Vrishali’s fingers.

Vrishali's mouth watered at the sight, her own release imminent. "Yes, ma! Come for me!". Vrishali pulled Revathi’s loose vaginal skin with her teeth, eliciting a sharp moan filled with pain and pleasure.

“Fuck, that feels good,” Revathi gasped, her tongue flicking over Vrishali’s clit.

In the heat of the moment, Revathi bit down on Vrishali’s clit, making Vrishali let out a loud, muffled moan.

“Oh, yes! Don’t stop!” Vrishali cried out without letting go of Revathi’s loose skin.

She bit into it harder, and Revathi bucked her hips, their bodies moving faster. Their fingernails dug into each other's soft flesh, their wetness spreading across the bedsheets. Her fingers pressed deeper into Revathi's pussy, and she let out a scream of sheer pleasure as Revathi's lips closed over her throbbing clit.

“Don't stop, I'm coming!" Revathi gasped, her body trembling uncontrollably. Her whimpers grew louder, and then suddenly, she cried out, her body convulsing as she came. She threw her head between Vrishali’s thighs, her fingers tightening around her daughter-in-law’s swollen lips. “Yes, ma! Yes!" Vrishali cried out as her own climax crashed over her, sending her soaring into a state of euphoria. Her eyes rolled back as she came hard, her climax shuddering through her body, and she screamed her mother-in-law’s name, the pleasure too intense to bear.

Their moans filled the room as they climaxed together, relishing the nectar of each other’s pussy. They moaned, shrieked, and screamed until there was nothing left to give, their bodies trembling in the aftermath.

"Ahh!" As if by mutual agreement, they stopped, both women collapsing onto the bed. Sweat dripped from their brows, and they giggled again, holding each other close.

Their sexcapades increased day by day. They became addicted to one another, to the point that they started staying naked throughout the day. Once their husbands left for work, they shed their clothes and made love to one another in the most intimate and primal ways known to them. They always made sure to complete their daily chores on time, keeping their husbands unsuspecting.

One evening, Revathi found herself unable to hold back. She knew it was almost time for the men to arrive, but she desperately wanted to be ravaged. She found Vrishali preparing the evening snacks in the kitchen.

Revathi’s eyes burned with desire, and Vrishali immediately understood. Before she could say anything, Revathi pleaded, “Please, Vrishali.”

"Oh, please," Revathi whispered, her voice trembling with desire. "I want you so bad." "I know," Vrishali said. Vrishali knew what Revathi needed. She tossed aside the cooking spoon and walked up to her, kissing her hard on the mouth. Their tongues met, sliding over each other, caressing and licking each other hungrily.

Vrishali nodded and slowly pushed her mother-in-law towards the wall. An elated Revathi leaned against the wall, lifting her saree to reveal her aching cunt. Vrishali kneeled before her, wasting no time. She started playing with Revathi’s cunt and asshole, her fingers working their magic.

Vrishali switched between fingering Revathi’s ass and cunt, flicking her clit and licking her labia. “Harder!” Revathi cried out, her entire body trembling with pleasure.

“Like this?” Vrishali asked, her tongue dancing over Revathi’s clit as if it were a delectable treat.

“Yes! Yes!” Revathi moaned, her voice filled with bliss. She loved every second of it.

"Fuck me harder, Vrishali," she begged, her voice filled with longing. Vrishali obliged, slipping her finger inside her mother-in-law’s ass while she continued to play with her clit.

She fucked her with her fingers while licking her clit, her tongue flicking fast and hard. Her fingers moved in and out of Revathi's ass and pussy, fucking her relentlessly. "More! More!" Revathi cried out.

But suddenly, the doorbell rang, forcing them to stop. Vrishali hurriedly got up and wiped the juices from her lips with the back of her hand. “Sorry ma,” she whispered.

Revathi nodded, frustration evident in her eyes. She knew they had to wait, but the fire inside her continued to burn. “Later,” she whispered back, promising herself they would finish what they started.

At night, Revathi found herself unable to sleep, her urges burning like fire within. She slowly caressed her clit and massaged her breasts but was not satisfied. Her husband, Arvind, was fast asleep. The need to feel Vrishali was too great. She got up swiftly and carefully left the room, making sure not to wake Arvind.

Revathi crept towards Vrishali’s room and gently opened the door. Her jaw dropped as she saw Vrishali lying on the bed with Arun on top of her, his back facing the door. His cock was pumping into Vrishali’s cunt relentlessly while she moaned in ecstasy.

Revathi bit her lip, suppressing a moan as she watched her daughter-in-law get fucked by her son and Vrishali’s husband right under her nose. Revathi felt a twinge of jealousy and was instantly ashamed of herself. Revathi should have retreated immediately, but instead, she kept watching. Vrishali’s eyes fell on Revathi, watching her through the small opening of the door. She wrapped her arms around Arun, drawing him closer and looking at Revathi over his shoulders. She knew Revathi wanted her and she had to satisfy her.

She reached behind her and grabbed Arun's hips, bringing him down so he could thrust even deeper into her. “Ohh yes babe, yes just like that. Please fill me up. I need your seed,” Vrishali urged Arun, wanting him to finish sooner.

“Ohh yeah! I will give you all,” Arun grunted, panting and gasping as he picked up picked up the pace, grunting with each thrust.

“Yess!!! Yess!! Please cum! I need you,” Vrishali urged him on. He was trying to give his wife exactly what she needed. He knew she loved being fucked hard and fast. Soon, Arun climaxed inside her, filling her to the brim.

As Arun kept cumming, Vrishali signaled to Revathi that she would meet her soon.

Arun collapsed on the bed, panting and utterly spent. He soon drifted off to sleep. Meanwhile, Vrishali seized the opportunity, swiftly got out of bed, and walked out of the room naked. She found Revathi waiting outside and immediately hugged her. They kissed passionately before Revathi broke the kiss and led Vrishali to the guest bedroom.

Once inside, Revathi discarded her nightgown, climbed onto the bed, and lay on her back. “I want to taste you,” she commanded.

Vrishali happily obliged, positioning herself in a straddling posture over Revathi’s face and parting her vaginal folds to reveal her cum-dripping cunt. Revathi’s mouth salivated at the sight as Vrishali teased her by swaying her hips close to her face but not letting Revathi taste her.

“Fuck you,” cried an impatient Revathi.

Vrishali giggled before finally lowering herself onto Revathi’s eagerly waiting mouth. The feeling was surreal as Revathi’s tongue eagerly lapped at Vrishali’s juices, savoring the taste of both her and Arun’s cum mixed together.

“Oh God, yes!” Vrishali moaned, her hands gripping the headboard for support.

Revathi’s hands gripped Vrishali’s hips, pulling her closer, her tongue working fervently. “You taste so good,” Revathi murmured between licks, her voice thick with desire.

"And look how much you enjoyed my son." She looked up at Vrishali with those mesmerizing green eyes, seductively licking her lips.

Vrishali bucked her hips, riding Revathi’s face harder and faster, her moans growing louder. “Don’t stop,” she gasped, her body trembling with pleasure.

Revathi complied, her tongue flicking and swirling, driving Vrishali wild. The guest bedroom filled with the sounds of their passion, a secret sanctuary for their forbidden love.

As Revathi licked Vrishali’s cum-filled cunt, she couldn’t stop herself from devouring her daughter-in-law’s juicy cunt like a parched slut. Revathi held Vrishali’s plump ass firmly and used her tongue to draw out the cum from inside her pussy before pursing her lips to suck the creamy cum off her.

“Ohh fuck,” Vrishali screamed, feeling Revathi’s tongue work on her in the purest carnal way imaginable.

Once Revathi’s tongue couldn’t draw out any more cum, she used her fingers to scoop the cum from inside Vrishali’s cunt. The sensation was indescribable as Vrishali’s body shuddered with ecstasy and delight.

Revathi's finger was wet with cum, and without missing a beat, she sucked her fingers clean, savoring the flavor and scent of her own son's cum along with Vrishali's sweet juices. "Oh god!"

“Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Please don’t stop,” Vrishali squealed, and Revathi obliged.

“I’m going to cum,” Vrishali panted.

“Yes, yes! Come for me. I want to taste you,” Revathi urged, continuing her intrusions.

“Ahhh, ahhhhhhh, ahhhhhhhh!” With a loud scream, Vrishali climaxed, releasing her cum into Revathi’s mouth. As Vrishali came, her body convulsed uncontrollably, and her climax hit her hard and fast. Her screams echoed through the room as her orgasmic contractions tightened around Revathi's tongue. Revathi happily lapped and drank the nectar, savoring every drop.

“You taste amazing,” Revathi whispered, her voice thick with satisfaction as she looked up at Vrishali, who was still trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm. "Mmmmm," she purred and smiled, licking her lips slowly. "So fucking delicious." Vrishali's breath caught as she gazed down at this beautiful woman who was her husband's mother.

This gorgeous matured woman had just eaten her out and tasted her son's cum dripping from her lips. The thought was erotic and hot.

It made her wetter than ever. With one last lick, Revathi pulled away, sated but not yet done. It sent chills of excitement racing down her spine. Vrishali leaned forward and kissed her husband's mother. Their tongues met, tangling together.

Both women tasted the mix of cum and pussy. "Taste yourself," Revathi whispered against her lips, breaking the kiss. Vrishali didn't need to be told twice.

“My turn,” Vrishali said as she broke the kiss. She slipped down and grabbed Revathi’s massive breasts, slowly rubbing the nipples with her thumbs. Revathi’s nipples hardened under her touch, her breasts becoming firmer as her back arched, making her mounds look even fuller. Tiny goosebumps formed along the circumference of her dark areola, enhancing the mesmerizing look of her already beautiful, heavy breasts.

"Oh god, your tits are so fucking hot. So perfect," Vrishali marveled at the sight before wrapping her lips around Revathi’s right nipple. She sucked it, making Revathi moan and gasp, then circled around it with her tongue. She danced the tip of her tongue over the nipple, eliciting sharp moans from Revathi.

As if possessed, Vrishali couldn't get enough of her mother-in-law’s breasts. Moving to the left nipple, Vrishali gave it the same treatment, pinching the right nipple firmly as she did. Revathi’s nails dug deep into Vrishali’s back, her moans and squirms intensifying beneath her.

“Oh God, yes!” Revathi gasped, her body arching with pleasure.

“You like that?” Vrishali murmured, her voice low and husky.

“Yes! Don’t stop,” Revathi pleaded, her voice breathless and urgent.

As if ordered, Vrishali increased her rhythm, her hands moving up and down her husband's mother's torso. Her movements grew more intense, eliciting a high-pitched whimper from Revathi. Vrishali continued to tease and suck, her hands kneading Revathi’s soft flesh, driving her wild with every touch until her nipples were swollen. The room filled with the sounds of their passion, their bodies entwined in a dance of raw desire.

“Please, Vrishali! Eat me! My pussy aches,” Revathi pleaded.

Vrishali smiled wickedly and spanked Revathi’s breasts, eliciting sharp moans and gasps before dropping further down towards her juicy cunt. Revathi’s pussy was already wet and pulsating. Vrishali slowly pulled her loose skin apart, revealing the beautiful, slick, velvety folds.

Her fingers trailed along her mother-in-law’s sensitive clit, causing the woman to shudder with delight. She ran her fingertips over the outer part, then pressed the clit with her thumb. Revathi squirmed and squealed under her touch, driving Vrishali wild with power and desire. Vrishali took her time, savoring every second of the experience.

“Please, Vrishali! I beg you,” Revathi pleaded like a helpless damsel. Vrishali licked the taut bud with the flat of her tongue, sending shudders of ecstasy through Revathi. "That feels good, doesn't it?" she whispered, her voice low and seductive. "Yes!"

“Oh, God! Yes!” Revathi cried out, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, her eyes fluttering closed. A few minutes later, Revathi was squirming on the bed, her legs quivering, as Vrishali slowly drew her head off her clit, only to circle it again.

“Fuck!”, The older woman cried out, and Vrishali bit her thigh to stifle her screams. "You want to come?" Vrishali asked, looking up from between Revathi's legs. "I can make you come all night." "Yes! Please, yes. "

“Fuck yes!! Please! Ohh God” Revathi screamed. "I can feel how wet you are”, Vrishali teased. “Yes," Revathi groaned, thrusting her hips into the air. As she licked her pussy again, Vrishali slid her middle finger inside and curled it upward, searching for the hidden nerve bundle called the G-spot. And when she found it, her mother-in-law’s whole body froze, holding its breath as Vrishali caressed it.

"Ahhhh!" "Mmm, you like that, don't you?" "Yes, oh, yes!" The sight of Revathi's beautiful face contorted in bliss made Vrishali's heart skip a beat. With each stroke, Revathi let out an incoherent cry. She moved her hips in time with Vrishali's touch, arching her back.

Seconds later, Revathi exploded into orgasm. Her body jerked and quivered under her as she climaxed hard, her legs shaking uncontrollably. "Oh my God, oh my God!" Revathi cried out.

"Ohhhhhhh!" "Oh God, oh God, oh God!" She came so hard that she had no control over her body. It went on and on. Her muscles tightened around Vrishali's finger and tongue, and she began to pulse hard against it, eliciting another round of shrieks. "Holy fuck, yes! Fuck! Yes!"

As soon as she came down from her high, she flopped onto the bed, her eyes dazed. "Oh, my God," she murmured, smiling at Vrishali, who lay between her thighs, lapping her juices like a thirsty bitch.

"That was incredible. Thank you, thank you", Revathi gasped. Vrishali gave her a mischievous smile. "Don't mention it." Vrishali's mouth was smeared with the remnants of her pleasure, making her look even more carnal and wanton. Her long hair hung loosely around her face, framing her beauty. She leaned in and kissed Revathi's lips, making her shiver with pleasure.

"Can we do this again sometime?" Revathi asked. Vrishali rolled on top of her, pinning her arms above her head. "Absolutely."

They kissed again, their tongues tangling, and their bodies grinding against one another. Their arousal grew quickly, and they soon found themselves lost in each other's embrace once more.

Later, after a long, intense session, they lay together, sated, Revathi’s soft hand resting on Vrishali’s cheek. “Thank you for tonight,” Revathi said, looking deeply into her daughter-in-law’s eyes.

They swiftly returned to their rooms, their husbands still asleep as they lay beside their unsuspecting forms. They had finally broken their habit of making love only when their husbands were away.

The next day, as usual, Vrishali and Revathi performed their daily duties obediently. And as soon as their husbands left, they shed their clothes and found themselves entwined again in the guest bedroom. They had made the guest bedroom their very own sanctuary of forbidden pleasure.

After several months of sneaking around, they felt confident enough in their ability to hide their infidelity from their husbands.

It was their bed, where they made love to each other without any societal pressures or limits. Revathi’s hands roamed over Vrishali’s body, exploring every inch, while Vrishali’s lips traced a path of fire down Revathi’s neck.

“This is our place,” Vrishali whispered, her breath hot against Revathi’s skin.

“Yes, ours,” Revathi agreed, pulling Vrishali closer, their bodies melting together once more.

In their sanctuary, they were free to express their deepest desires, finding solace and ecstasy in each other’s arms, far from prying eyes and judgment.

“I have a surprise,” Vrishali said as she broke the kiss.

Revathi looked at her with a puzzled expression as Vrishali got down and left the room, only to return with a vibrator. Revathi’s eyes widened as Vrishali climbed back on the bed and positioned herself between Revathi’s thighs.

“Is it safe?” Revathi questioned.

Vrishali licked the vibrator with a mischievous smile. She winked and pressed the button, causing the toy to hum to life. The buzzing sound instantly stirred something inside Revathi.

Her breath quickened, and she reached out to touch the toy. Vrishali slapped her hand away. “Just relax,” Vrishali assured, slowly bringing the vibrator near Revathi’s cunt.

The moment it touched her, Revathi yelped and squirmed. The sensation was unusual and indescribable, sending her entire body into a frantic shake.

“Ohhhhhhhhh fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Revathi’s screams came in broken gasps as she clenched the bedsheets. Her humongous breasts rose and fell frantically, her entire body covered in goosebumps. Vrishali couldn't believe how responsive her mother-in-law was to the toy, moaning loudly as it penetrated her wetness. She reached down to touch herself, only to be swatted away again. "No, no," Vrishali teased.

"Please..." Revathi pleaded with her, but Vrishali held firm, continuing to torment her with the vibrating device. "Your turn will come." With that, Vrishali continued to caress Revathi's labia, paying extra attention to the sensitive areas just around it.

“Does that feel good?” Vrishali asked, her voice husky with desire, watching as Revathi writhed beneath her.

“Yes! Oh my God, yes!” Revathi moaned, her hips bucking against the vibrator.

Vrishali continued to tease and pleasure Revathi with the vibrator, her other hand caressing Revathi’s body, amplifying her pleasure.

Vrishali chuckled and adjusted the position of the vibrator, circling it around Revathi's clit. Her fingers dug into the sheets, and her breathing became erratic.

She worked her way up until she was rubbing the bulbous head of the vibrator just above Revathi's clit. The change in sensation caused Revathi to buck and cry out, almost bucking right off the bed. "I need it now!"

she demanded. "Not yet," Vrishali said. Instead, she increased the speed of the toy and brought it to bear on Revathi's throbbing bud, taking care to avoid direct contact. "Fuck me! Don't you dare stop! "

Revathi pleaded, her entire body shaking and sweat dripping down her forehead. Revathi felt completely spineless yet overjoyed. Vrishali loved the flush on Revathi’s face as she moved the vibrator over Revathi’s glistening, slippery, throbbing clit. And when the vibrator touched her clit, Revathi’s hips bucked and lifted into the air, her tummy trembling violently. "FUCKKKKK!!!!!," Revathi yelled.

She clutched the blanket with both hands and thrust her hips upwards in rhythm with the toy. Revathi’s moans grew louder, her body trembling with an intensity she had never felt before. “I’m going to cum! Oh, Vrishali, I’m going to cum!”. She cried out and shook violently, unable to contain her pleasure as the orgasm swept through her. “Do it, ma. Cum for me,” Vrishali urged, pressing the vibrator harder against Revathi’s clit.

Revathi threw back her head and screamed out her release, her body shaking and quaking as the pleasure wave took hold. She clenched and released her thighs, her juices running down her inner thighs. “Ahhhhhhhhh Ah! Ah! Oh God! Fuck! Fuck!” Revathi's eyes rolled back as her climax exploded, flooding her body with pleasure so intense she thought she might die from it. Her body quaked, her pussy pulsated, and the orgasm seemed endless. Her juices drenched her crotch, the vibrator, and the bedsheet beneath her before Vrishali switched it off.

Revathi collapsed onto the bed, her chest heaving, her throat dry and her body still trembling. She felt completely drained of energy as she covered her face with her hands, unable to move or respond.

“Look at how much you came,” Vrishali giggled as she licked and lapped the juices from Revathi’s pink, swollen cunt. She kissed Revathi’s inner thighs, her mischievous smile never fading.

“You’re incredible,” Vrishali whispered, caressing Revathi’s skin with gentle kisses. Revathi could only moan softly in response, feeling utterly satisfied and cherished.

As Revathi recovered from the intense orgasm, she finally removed her hands from her face. She smiled at Vrishali and whispered a gentle, “Thank you.”

Vrishali nodded and kissed Revathi’s tummy before Revathi said, “My turn.”

“You have to snatch it from me,” Vrishali teased.

They giggled and wrestled playfully for the vibrator until Revathi managed to pin Vrishali down and take the vibrator in her palm. She straddled Vrishali’s tummy, looking into her eyes with mischief and lust.

“So this thing, what does it do?” she asked as she switched it on.

“It makes you—” Vrishali began, but her words were cut short as Revathi pressed the vibrator to Vrishali’s right nipple. Vrishali’s expression changed, her brows curling while her eyes fluttered closed.

Revathi pinched Vrishali’s left nipple, eliciting a sharp moan. “You were saying something, dear?” Revathi teased, continuing to circle the vibrator over one nipple while pinching the other.

“Oh God, ma,” Vrishali gasped, her body arching under Revathi’s touch. “It makes you feel so good…”

Revathi smiled, leaning in to kiss Vrishali’s neck. “I can see that,” she murmured, increasing the pressure with the vibrator. Vrishali’s moans grew louder, her body writhing with pleasure.

"Mmmm," she moaned as Revathi moved the vibrator down and circled her belly button. Revathi smirked and kept the toy moving across Vrishali's stomach, causing her to squirm and laugh. Revathi leaned in and sucked Vrishali’s swollen nipples as she slid the vibrator near her crotch.

“Stop taunting me!” Vrishali begged, reaching for the toy. Revathi caught her hand firmly. “Not yet,” she said, smiling evilly.

“Please, ma,” Vrishali whimpered, and Revathi laughed.

"Now who's begging?" Revathi teased. "Yes, ma," Vrishali cried out and arched her back, her legs falling open. “Here,” Revathi said, placing Vrishali’s hand between her legs and letting Vrishali guide the vibrator toward her pulsating clit.

The vibrator found the bundle of nerves, and Revathi thrust her fingers inside Vrishali’s cunt, making Vrishali scream and twitch crazily. “Fuck!! Fuck!!! Fuckkk!!” Vrishali yelled, her body going into a frantic state. She felt like she was having a cardiac arrest as her heart felt like it would burst out of her chest.

Revathi pulled her fingers out of Vrishali’s cunt and tasted her juices before plunging them inside Vrishali’s gaping butthole. Vrishali bucked her hips and twisted frantically, her entire body convulsing. She felt orgasmic pleasure in every nerve of her body. Her screams and pants filled the room.

It was all too much-the pleasure, the pain, the sweat dripping off her body, the lust in Revathi's eyes. "Oooooohhhh!" she cried out, holding herself together. "Yes, ma! Yes!" she shouted, her body writhing.

Revathi pumped her fingers faster inside Vrishali’s ass while using the other hand to press Vrishali’s hand along with the vibrator against her clit. “You like that, don’t you?” Revathi taunted, watching Vrishali’s face contort with pleasure.

“Yes! Oh God, yes!” Vrishali screamed, her body shaking uncontrollably.

"Good girl," Revathi purred and increased the speed, and suddenly, without warning, she pushed two more fingers inside Vrishali's ass, causing her to shriek loudly.

"So dirty, my little slut!" Revathi growled, and then she started to fuck Vrishali's ass with all four fingers. This was too much for Vrishali; she screamed, cried, came, and almost blacked out.

"God, I'm so close," she managed to croak out. "Please... please... give me more." Revathi’s relentless pressure pushed Vrishali over the edge, her entire body spasming as she came hard. Her juices flowed freely, soaking Revathi’s hand and the sheets beneath them. Revathi slowed her movements, allowing Vrishali to ride out her orgasm.

When Vrishali had finished, Revathi pulled her fingers from Vrishali's ass and licked them clean. She smiled at Vrishali. "That was fucking amazing," she whispered, kissing Vrishali on the lips. The vibrator was still buzzing on the drenched bedsheet.

Revathi picked it up, turned it off, and put it aside. As Vrishali’s breathing steadied, she lay spent and sated, looking up at Revathi with gratitude and love. Revathi smiled, leaning down to kiss her tenderly. “You’re mine,” she whispered.

“And you’re mine,” Vrishali replied, wrapping her arms around Revathi and pulling her close. They stayed like that, basking in the afterglow of their intense lovemaking, knowing that their bond had only grown stronger.

Revathi and Vrishali couldn’t stop smiling in the evening, much to the amusement of their husbands. Despite multiple attempts to find out why, the women remained tight-lipped and brushed off their questions.

Later that night, after their husbands had dozed off, Vrishali and Revathi sneaked out of their rooms and headed towards the guest room. “Ohh ma,” Vrishali moaned as Revathi pressed her hips, grinding her pussy against Vrishali’s with full vigor and strength.

Revathi brought the vibrator between their grinding pussies, and both screamed out loud as they felt a sensation like never before. “Oh, God! Yes!” Vrishali cried.

“Don’t stop! Please, don’t stop!” Vrishali gasped, wrapping her arms around Revathi and pulling her close. Their hardened nipples crushed against each other while their breaths mixed together.

They swayed their hips in unison, grinding each other’s cunt against the humming vibrator. “I’m so close!” Vrishali panted.

“Me too! Keep going!” Revathi urged.

They yelled and came, their juices splashing out like tidal waves, mixing together and drenching each other’s crotch. They collapsed on the bed together, utterly spent and sated.

As they lay on the bed, catching their breaths, Revathi whispered, “That was incredible.”

“It always is,” Vrishali replied, smiling.

After a few moments, they reluctantly returned to their rooms, slipping back into bed beside their unsuspecting husbands, having spent another night blissfully together.

Their love blossomed, peaking every other day, their husbands never suspecting a thing. Revathi and Vrishali felt like two sides of the same coin—different, yet completing each other. Though they still had sex with their husbands, it was the passion between them that they craved the most.

As they approached their first year together, they marveled at the wildness of their love. They had fucked each other countless times, and yet, they couldn’t get enough. The mere sight of each other was enough to ignite their desire, a feeling inexplicable even to them.

One fine night, after a particularly long and satisfying session, Vrishali sighed contentedly. “I never thought I could be so happy with another woman,” she said, running her fingers through Revathi’s hair.

Revathi smiled, her breath still coming in gasps. “Me neither. You complete me in ways I never imagined.”

They lay on the bed, panting and gasping for air, their bodies still tingling from their shared ecstasy. They turned to each other, kissing hungrily. Their lips parted, revealing the pinkness of their tongues, which tangled and teased each other. “I can’t get enough of you,” Vrishali murmured between kisses.

“Same here,” Revathi replied, her voice husky with desire. “I could spend every moment like this.”

Suddenly, both women froze. The sound of a gasp came from the doorway. They turned their heads and saw Arvind standing there, horrified.

“What…what is going on here?” Arvind stammered, his face pale.

Vrishali quickly covered herself, her heart pounding. “Baba, I can explain…”

Revathi, still breathless, tried to sit up. “Arvind, please, let us explain…”

But Arvind couldn’t hear them. He turned and fled, leaving the door ajar. The room was silent except for the rapid beating of their hearts.

Vrishali and Revathi looked at each other, fear and shock in their eyes. “What do we do now?” Vrishali whispered, her voice trembling.

Revathi took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. “We face this together. No matter what happens, we face it together.”

They held each other tightly, the gravity of the situation sinking in. Their secret was out, and there was no turning back.

They quickly got dressed and walked out of the guest bedroom. Each step felt heavy as they made their way towards their bedrooms. “You go to your room. I will handle Arvind,” Revathi urged Vrishali.

“But ma…” Vrishali tried to reason, but she was stopped by Revathi. “No buts. Just go. I will handle him,” Revathi insisted.

Vrishali felt tears prick her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. She hugged Revathi tightly before slowly walking to her room. Her hands were shaking, and her legs felt weak. Arun was asleep, looking peaceful. She knew he would freak out the next day when he learned the truth.

Revathi slowly walked towards her room to find Arvind lying on the bed. He was awake, his eyes transfixed on the ceiling. “Arvind,” she called softly, but he didn’t respond.

She took a deep breath, gathering her courage. “Arvind, please, talk to me.”

Arvind continued to stare blankly, his silence a heavy weight in the room. Revathi sat on the edge of the bed, her hands trembling. “I know what you saw was shocking, but please let me explain.”

She leaned towards him, looking at him. He didn’t respond. She touched his arm gently, but he turned over to the other side, his back facing her.

“Arvind, please listen to me,” Revathi pressed.

“You were cheating on me?” he said firmly, without looking at her.

“No, Arvind, I was not,” she responded.

He got up, his eyes looking red with anger and betrayal. “Then what was that, Revathi? What did I see?” he blurted out. She tried holding his hands, but he wouldn’t let her.

“I know what you saw equates to cheating. I am sorry I should have come clean earlier. But Arvind, you tell me, have you not cheated on me?” she said, looking at him.

“What do you mean?” he yelled, his anger peaking. “I have never slept with anyone beside you. I have never let anyone come close to me beside you. Did I ever?” he shot back.

Revathi took a deep breath. “It is absolutely correct. But does cheating only mean getting physical with someone else?” she questioned. Arvind was bursting with anger. His nostrils flaring, eyes flushing.

“What did you promise when we got married? Did you not promise to fulfill my desires and urges and not leave me unsatisfied? Did you do that?” she shot back. “Did you not push me away when I needed you? Sometimes due to work pressure, sometimes due to being unavailable mentally, and most of the time because you were tired?” she added.

“But whatever I did was for you,” he argued.

“That is true. But did I not do anything in return?” she quipped back.

“You built the house with money; I made it a home with love and care. You bought things; I arranged them and took care of them. You bought vegetables; I made them into delicacies. Every time you stepped into the house, I made sure you were never disappointed. I took away your tension of managing the house. But in the end, did I ever receive any appreciation in return? When you worked hard, you got promoted. You came home and celebrated. But did you ever think about my promotion? Your designations and title change every year, but what about me? What is my designation? A housewife, a mother, and a mother-in-law? That’s it?” Revathi’s voice cracked as she spoke.

Arvind’s anger seemed to falter, replaced by a dawning realization. “Revathi… I…”

“No, let me finish,” she interrupted, her voice steadier now. “I don’t want to belittle what you’ve done for us. But it’s not just about providing financially. I needed emotional support, intimacy, a partner who saw me as more than just the caretaker of this home. Vrishali gave me that. She saw me, appreciated me, and made me feel alive.”

“Revathi, I… I…” Arvind’s anger had melted, but he couldn’t find the words. He tried reaching out to her, but she brushed his hands away.

“I didn’t need any appreciation or kind words in return. All I wanted was for you to treat me the same way you did when we got married. When was the last time you actually touched me?” Revathi broke down as she stood up. She froze to find Vrishali and Arun standing near the door. “And finally, when I found someone who made me feel like a woman again, you judge me with infidelity,” Revathi ran outside, brushing them aside.

Vrishali ran behind her. Arvind sat on the bed while Arun looked at the floor. Slowly, they looked at each other and, with a nod, they walked towards their wives together.

Vrishali caught up with Revathi in the hallway. “Ma, please don’t run away. Let’s talk.”

Revathi stopped, tears streaming down her face. “I’m so tired, Vrishali. I’m tired of feeling like I don’t matter.”

“You do matter,” Vrishali whispered, pulling her into a tight embrace. “You matter to me. You always will.”

Arvind and Arun walked silently as they looked around the house. Everything was meticulously ordered and clean. They had never appreciated their wives’ hardwork until then. Moments later, Arvind and Arun reached their wives. Arvind approached cautiously, his eyes filled with regret. “Revathi, I’m sorry. I’ve been so blind to your needs, to your feelings. I never meant to neglect you.”

Arun nodded, looking at Vrishali. “And I’m sorry too, Vrishali. I’ve been so focused on work that I didn’t see what was happening right in front of me.”

Revathi spoke again wiping away her tears "And in all these years, all those times, whenever you weren't home, or couldn't be bothered, I was lonely. Alone. "

She paused, watching Arvind’s face, trying to gauge his reaction. Her words were heavy with feelings. He was silent, and she could read between the lines of his expression. "Vrishali and I are attracted to each other. And I fell in love with her and she loves me too”. Revathi and Vrishali exchanged a look, then turned back to their husbands. “This isn’t going to be easy,” Revathi said. “We need to communicate better. We need to understand each other’s needs and find a way to move forward.”

Vrishali agreed. "It'll take some time. It won't happen overnight," she added. Arvind and Arun looked at each other, then back at their wives. They both sighed. "Let's try," they said simultaneously.

The tension in the air dissipated as the couples held each other close. Each of them knew the road ahead would be long, but they were committed to making things work.

Revathi and Vrishali felt a glimmer of hope. They walked hand-in-hand toward their bedrooms, their voices ringing with hope and promise. In the end, love conquered all.

The next evening, the family of four gathered in the living room, laughing and joking as they watched a movie. They laughed at the antics on the screen, occasionally pausing to share snacks and drinks.

A kissing scene flashed on the screen when Vrishali turned to Revathi and teased, “I can’t wait to kiss you tonight”. “Not fair!” Bemoaned Arun. “I thought we would get our wives all to ourselves tonight” protested Arvind. “Not today” as Revathi looked at Vrishali gazing intently, “Definitely not today”. The wives smiled.

After many weeks of doing this in secret, their guilt was finally gone, allowing them to openly express their feelings for each other.

As they stared deeply into each other's eyes, they felt an overwhelming sense of peace and acceptance. Their smiles grew brighter, more genuine.