The first light of dawn filtered through the heavy curtains, casting a soft, almost ethereal glow over the room. Sapna stirred, her eyes fluttering open to a world that felt both familiar and alien. She felt weak, her body aching in ways she hadn't experienced before. As she slowly sat up, the sheet fell away, revealing her body covered in red marks—evidence of the passionate night she had shared with Alex.
Her hand trembled as she reached down, feeling the dampness between her legs. Her pussy was dripping with Alex's seed, a constant reminder of their intense encounter. She winced slightly, the soreness a stark contrast to the pleasure she had felt just hours ago. Her ass felt hot, the memory of Alex's slaps still lingering on her skin.
As she carefully stood up, her legs shook beneath her. The room spun slightly, and she had to steady herself against the bedpost. She looked over at Alex, still sleeping peacefully beside her. The sight of him, so calm and content, contrasted sharply with the turmoil she felt inside.
Memories of the previous night flooded back to her—a whirlwind of passion, desire, and abandon. She remembered the way Alex had taken control, the way he had made her feel things she had never experienced before. The embarrassment and guilt washed over her in waves. How could she have cheated on her husband like that? The thought of Meet, loyal and devoted, made her heart ache with a mix of shame and regret.
But as the fog of the night lifted, Sapna remembered it was her fault all along. The realization brought more guilt to her .
With shaky legs, Sapna began to dress, her movements slow and deliberate. She pulled on her suit salwar, the fabric feeling foreign against her sensitive skin. As she finished dressing, she took one last look at Alex, his chest rising and falling with each peaceful breath.
Sapna turned away, her heart heavy with the weight of her actions. She moved silently towards the door, her steps muffled by the thick carpet. As she reached for the doorknob, she paused, taking a deep breath to steady herself. With a final glance back at the man who had rocked her world, she slipped out of the room, leaving the door slightly ajar behind her.
The corridor was quiet, the only sound the distant ticking of a clock. Sapna made her way back to her own room, her mind a whirl of conflicting emotions. She knew she had to face the consequences of her actions, to deal with the fallout of a night that had changed everything.
As she closed the door to her room behind her, Sapna leaned against it, her eyes closed. The weight of her secret pressed down on her, a burden she would have to carry until she found the strength to confront it head-on but first felling her tried body she plan to rest for a while.