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Anjali Tarak Mehta : 10

Anjali put her fingers to her chin, as if she was thinking deeply about this question. 🤔

Then she placed a hand on the Raj's shoulder.

He almost jumped out of the chair.

Anjali : relax. Tarak give him 2000₹.

I took out 2000₹ and forward to him. But before he could receive, she stopped him.

Anjali : by the way, you have choice between?

Raj : between?

Anjali : a tip money from my husband, or you can give me a kiss right here?

She pointed at her chest, right above the pendent of her mangalsutra.

The delivery man gulped in nervousness and confusion.

Raj looked at me.

Raj : sir, what mam is talking, maybe she is drunk?

Tarak : uhm... She is fine, you can choose? Money and what she is offering?

Raj can't say no to her now.

Anjali : take them over this, if you can, can you?

Raj : if it's an option I choose mam's one. (He said shyly trying his luck)

Mehta bring back those notes.

Anjali moved her hand from his shoulder to his thick neck and leaned towards him.

The man puckered his lips but didn't move forward, too afraid still.

Slowly, keeping him in suspense until the very last moment, Anjali moved enough for his lips to touch her skin.

She gasped and the man pulled back, his lips making a wet, sucking sound as they came away from her chest.

Anjali : ahhhhh.

Raj : Are you okay, Madam? I'm so sorry if it hurts.

Anjali : Okay? That was so wonderful. I must thank you for it.

The delivery man gasped at her.

Anjali moved her hand further up until she cupped his cheek.

I was hard by now under the table and when Anjali looked at me briefly, I could see that she knew this too.

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