Pusha Bhabhi glanced at the clock; her husband, Rajesh, would be home any minute. She smoothed her sari, the delicate fabric hugging her curves just right. The scent of jasmine filled the air, mingling with the spices from the evening meal. Rajesh entered, his eyes immediately locking onto Pusha. "You look beautiful," he murmured, pulling her into a warm embrace. The heat of his touch sent shivers down her spine. They sat for dinner, but the air was thick with anticipation. Pusha's fingers brushed Rajesh's hand, sending a jolt of desire between them. He leaned in, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. The world faded as they lost themselves in each other, their love igniting like never before. Later, under the moonlit sky, they held each other close, hearts beating in perfect harmony. Their love, intense and unyielding, was a fire that would never fade.