Anjali came out of the kitchen with a cup of coffee.

Like before, she went straight to him and stood close by.

He accepted the cup with his right hand and extended his left to take hold of Anjali's right breast.

No shyness, no hesitation to grope her breast.

I was right. He was more confident this time.

Anjali showed no surprise at all.

She placed her own hand on top of his and massaged her flesh.

Anjali : welcome again, is that feels nice. I hope you like the hospitality.

The man took a sip of the coffee and set the glass aside, eager to get his other hand on her breasts as well.

Raj : sir, can I get them both for a moment.

I nodded writing.

Anjali swooped down and kissed him on the forehead like she had the previous time.

He touched the spot between her breasts.

Raj squeezed both her breasts.

Suddenly,

Her chain in neck got loose and about to fall.

He hold and gave it to her.

She sat down on the sofa as well and then turned her back to him.

Anjali : will you put this on me back?

I am not even looking at them.

Raj : Shouldn't your make you wear this?

Anjali : he won't mind. He seems a bit busy anyway. And this is not mangalsutra.

I was, my hand caressing the outside of my shorts.

The delivery man is really making my wife wild and said okay.

Anjali moved her hair to one side to give him access to her neck and handed him the chain.

He slipped it around her neck and fastened the clasp at the back.

Then, before she could turn around to face him again, he kissed her on the back of the neck.

Anjali shivered on this surprising move.

Anjali : Oooh, Your kisses are so gentle."

She turned around on her seat to smile at him and the man took the opportunity to kiss her on the lips.

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