Jayabharathi Kuliseen, her heart pounding with anticipation, watches as her lover, hidden in the shadows, undresses. His hands, rough and calloused, trail down his chest, his fingers hooking into the waistband of his pants. He's a sight to behold, his body honed by years of labor. She swallows hard, her mouth dry, her pussy throbbing. She can't help but think of the consequences, the scandal that would ensue if they were caught. But her desire is stronger than her fear. She takes a deep breath and lets her sari slip to the floor, ready to give in to their illicit passion.