Whispers in the Night

It was a warm summer evening, and the full moon cast a soft glow over the city. In a high-rise apartment, a woman stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, her silhouette framed by the darkness outside. She was Nalini, a stunning Indian woman with thick black hair that fell in waves down her back. Her body was a luscious hourglass, with curves in all the right places. She was completely naked, her smooth, dark skin glowing in the moonlight. Nalini's husband, Raj, watched her from the bed,