Leaning against the stacked hay bales, Shruti listened intently as her husband narrated the last part of the sultry story. She could feel her body heat up at the sound of his voice, wondering what he would do next. As the video ended, he slowly leaned in towards her, his warm breath caressing her neck.
"Well, what do you think?" he asked, his voice deep and husky.
Shruti shivered, unable to tear her eyes away from his. "I think... I want more," she murmured, her voice barely audible.
He chuckled softly, a wicked glint in his eyes. "Then let's see how committed you are." With that, he slid his hand under her salwar kameez, tracing patterns on her bare skin as he leaned in to kiss her neck. She gasped, her heart racing.
