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The night was hot a Indian woman lonely in her bed her mind drifting Aunty in bed alone with wandering thoughts She longed for excitement different a taboo touch Aunty craving a forbidden touch The next-door glances had been bold a silent invitation Neighbor's bold glances inviting her Soon he was there a shadow in her entry his gaze burning A man's burning gaze in her doorway Her saree slipped revealing flesh that had been concealed for too long Aunty's saree slipping revealing her curves He embraced her throat a fire igniting within her soul A kiss igniting fire within her Her hands reached for him pulling him nearer into the shadows Her hands pulling him closer The mattress creaked with their movements a beat of lust The bed creaking with their passionate movements A peek through the window a neighbor capturing their secret A neighbor capturing their secret intimacy The lens blinked a instant frozen in eternity A camera flashing freezing a moment Her spouse was gone at work oblivious to her affair Her husband away at work oblivious The affair continued risky and thrilling each encounter deeper intense The risky and thrilling affair continuing Then the unveiling her spouse's return a broken life Her husband's return shattering her world The video released her disgrace exposed for everyone to witness The mms leaked her shame exposed She bathed her body trying to cleanse her sins Aunty bathing trying to cleanse her sins But the pictures lingered a mark on her reputation Images lingering a stain on her reputation The town whispered her name a byword for scandal Village whispering her name a byword for scandal Yet inside she felt a unusual liberation from social chains A strange freedom from societal chains Her story became a myth a cautionary tale of forbidden desire Her story a legend of forbidden desire And sometimes in the darkness she still dreamed of that neighbor's touch Dreaming of that neighbor's touch