Becoming landlords wife

Dinner Invitation

The promise vijay made in front of Ramesh was nothing against his passion for ramesh. Overtime Vijay started dressing up in lakshmi saree and makeup. He made sure to display his cleavage and ass every time Ramesh looked at him.

He even started going out as lakshmi claiming to be the new wife of Ramesh. Some people almost recognised him as Vijay but he claimed to be vijay's elder sister who recently married ramesh.

Ramesh however was unaware of vijay's lie and desperate attempts to win his love. But one day he finally found out from his neighbours.

"Hi, Ramesh. You didn't invite us to the wedding, but at least invite us for dinner with your new bhabhi," Amar Singh, an old friend and neighbor, asked with a comic tone, almost teasing Ramesh.

Ramesh's face turned pale. "Wedding? Bhabhi? What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about your new wife, Lakshmi. We've met her a few times when she came downstairs for milk and eggs," Amar Singh's wife, Santi, chimed in.

Ramesh's eyes widened in shock. "Lakshmi? What...?" He couldn't finish the sentence.

Amar Singh chuckled. "We're coming tonight for dinner! Whether you like it or not!"

Ramesh hastily bid them farewell and rushed home, his mind racing. He knocked on the door, and Vijay opened it, dressed in Lakshmi's saree, his makeup flawless.

"You're late, Ramesh," Vijay said, pouting his glossy red lips.

Ramesh's eyes locked onto Vijay's, a mix of anger and desire. "What's going on, Vijay? Why are you wearing...?"

Vijay's eyes sparkled mischievously. "I got bored sitting here, so I started visiting nearby shops. I met Santi Didi and invited her with her husband for dinner tonight."

Ramesh's voice trembled. "Vijay, how could you? You know Lakshmi was my wife."

Vijay's voice dropped to a whisper. "I know, Ramesh. But I wanted to feel close to you. And I like being Lakshmi for you."

Ramesh's hands clenched into fists. "Vijay, stop this. You're a man. Act like one."

Vijay's smile hinted at seduction. "I cook for you, I wash your clothes, clean your house. I put vermillion in your name. Am I still not your wife?"

Ramesh's resolve weakened. "No! I'm letting you stay out of goodwill because you have nowhere to go."

Vijay stepped closer, his saree rustling. "Tonight will change everything, Ramesh. You'll see."

Ramesh's eyes flashed with warning. "Vijay, don't play games with me."

Vijay's laughter sent shivers down Ramesh's spine. "Games? I'm playing for keeps, Ramesh. Tonight, you'll understand."

As Ramesh struggled to regain control, Vijay's eyes burned with desire, knowing he had Ramesh right where he wanted him.

The dinner invitation was just the beginning. Tonight, Vijay would unleash his full charm, ensuring Ramesh would never see him as just a friend again.

As evening descended, Vijay retreated to his room, determined to make a lasting impression. He began transforming into Lakshmi, his movements deliberate and sensual.

First, he slipped into lacy, red lingerie, the delicate fabric hugged his curves.

Next, he carefully selected a stunning Lakshmi saree, its emerald green and gold embroidery shimmering in the light.

Draping it perfectly, he accentuated his curves, ensuring a tantalizing glimpse of his midriff.

Vijay's hands moved deftly as he secured the saree with a sparkling diamond brooch, strategically placed to draw attention to his cleavage. He paired it with dangling anklet bangles and a glittering mangalsutra, symbols of marriage and devotion.

His makeup was flawless: bold eyeliner, defined brows, and lips painted a deep, inviting red. A final dusting of shimmering powder completed the look.

Meanwhile, Ramesh dressed in simple kurta pajama, deliberately avoiding Vijay's gaze, fearful of succumbing to his growing attraction.

As the doorbell rang, Vijay's eyes sparkled with anticipation. Amarsingh and Santi entered, their jaws dropping in unison.

"Wow, Lakshmi! You look stunning!" Santi exclaimed, her eyes roving over Vijay's daring ensemble.

Vijay smiled coyly, his glossy lips curling upward. "Thank you, Santi Didi."

Amarsingh's gaze lingered on Vijay's exposed cleavage, his face flushed. "Ramesh, your... uh... wife is quite the beauty."

Ramesh cleared his throat, shifting uncomfortably. "Please, sit down. Dinner is ready."

As they sat, Santi whispered to Amarsingh, "So Ramesh is getting lucky tonight." Amarsingh's eyes darted back to Vijay, his interest unmistakable.

Vijay's laughter echoed through the room, husky and inviting. "Let's enjoy dinner first. I've prepared your favorite dishes."