The hot water from the shower had barely stopped when we stepped out, both of us still dripping, completely naked, the steam curling around our bodies like a lover’s breath. I was grinning from ear to ear. Ritu Di looked at me, her dark eyes sparkling with that dangerous hunger I had never seen before. Her fair skin was flushed pink from the heat, water still glistening on her big, soft breasts and between her thighs. My cock was rock-hard again, throbbing against my stomach, and I could see the faint pinkness of her pussy lips still swollen from what we had just done.

She didn’t say a word. She just walked past me, her ass swaying like she owned every inch of it, and said in that soft, husky voice, “Chalo breakfast kar lete hai, beta.”