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Anjali Tarak Mehta : 9

The man looked at me again, as if he needed my permission.

I just smiled.

Tarak : say it, you are our guest? Come have a seat. Anjali bring a glass for them.

He sat down opposite me while Anjali skipped over to the kitchen.

Raj : thanks sir. What's happening, sir?
(the man said in a whisper) She is...

I smiled at him.

Tarak : she is my wife. I feel like you are getting shy, but it's a night time we were spending good time together.

Before either of could say anything more, Anjali entered the room again, a glass of water in her hand.

She went close to him again, closer than before, and because he was seated, her cleavage and the tops of her breasts were right in his face.

I am feeling like she is doing more than she was instructed but I am getting content of writing very well.

Raj flushed even more as he took the glass and gulped the water down.

The whole time, his eyes remained on the exposed skin of Anjali's chest.

Anjali played along, not backing away after he took the glass from her.

She remained close by, smiling down at him in a sexy way.

Raj : Thank you, Madam. (Delivery guy said after he set the glass down) I should be going now.

Anjali : so soon?

Anjali put on a face of  disappointment.

Anjali : you've only just arrived. It's so cold outside, have something then go? Tarak say something.

Raj looked at me and I raised my eyebrows at anjali.

I didn't know what is she planning ahead. But I help her.

Anjali : Maybe you should give him a reason to stay.

Stay tuned.