As Anirudh stood shirtless in front of the mirror, he sprinkled his favorite perfume on his body. He was looking at his wife from the mirror itself. She was engrossed in reading a book. She was so much occupied that she was not even paying heed to whatever Anirudh was doing to make her look at him. She rose her eyes from the book for a second, heaved a sigh and then continued reading the book. Anirudh made a smug face at that.

She stopped reading the book and face palmed herself for her husband's silly behavior. She stood up from her desk, took a towel and stood behind him as he smirked.

"Pati Babu, grow up now! Do you think this will affect me now?", she said as she rose to her toes and started drying his wet hair with the towel. He again made an annoyed face.

When she was satisfied with her work, she said," Pati Babu, you just take so much time to get ready. Do it quickly, will you?"

He turned around and leaned in closer to her and she stood straight as if a statue.

He chuckled as he said," I don't have to wear a saree, Bondita. I just need to wear my shirt and it takes less time to do that."

Bondita pushed him away and as a thought suddenly crossed her mind, she giggled to herself.

She eyed him, placing her hands on her hips and questioned," Won't you wear a saree for me, Pati Babu?"

Anirudh was startled at this demand. His mind clearly didn't expect such a weird demand from his wife who now stood in front of him with pleading eyes as if urging him to fulfil this request and he knew he would have to give in to this demand.

He let out a deep sigh and then smiled at her which she took as a consent and immediately rushed towards the almirah and took out her favorite navy blue Banarasi saree. She giggled to herself as she just imagined Anirudh all dolled up in a saree. The very thought sent tingles down her spine.

She rushed towards him and she put her hands on her mouth to stop her laughter and Anirudh just glared at her.

"Come, Pati Babu. I'll make you wear it."

"But the blouse won't fit, Bondita." said Anirudh as he looked mischievously at Bondita.

But Bondita being Bondita already had a solution. She just marched again towards the almirah, pulled it open and after a while, took out a blue piece of cloth. She smirked to herself and marched towards Anirudh again.

He shot her a questioning look, to which she just smiled but not before giggling.

She placed the cloth on his chest and as if by cue, Anirudh let out a sigh and she chuckled. He glared at her again. She wrapped the cloth around his chest and tied a knot at the back tightly, pulling him to herself from behind.

Bondita turned him around and let out a big laugh as she just saw her husband being all draped in the so called blouse which actually was just a piece of cloth, which only covered his chest, leaving his shoulders devoid of any cloth to cover himself up. Anirudh could only glare at her as he knew once she makes a demand, he has to fulfil it no matter what.

She just wrapped another piece of cloth around his trousers.

A slight blush crept on Bondita's cheeks as she took the saree in her hand, ready to drape it around her husband.

Anirudh could give away his life for his Bondita, let alone draping a saree for her happiness.

In no time, Bondita had wrapped the saree around him and a constant smile was plastered on her face when she was doing that. The next moment, she knelt down to Anirudh's surprise. She now began arranging the pleats and as she tuck them inside the saree, she smirked again. She pinched Anirudh on his bare waist, to which his eyes widened and he let out an "Ouch!"

She now took the end of the saree, rose to her toes and covered Anirudh's head with it as she controlled her laughter but then again, ended up laughing her heart out.

The view in front of her was what she never imagined. Standing in front of her was her husband in all his glory, draped in a saree and on top of that his broad shoulders were clearly visible. She again laughed and Anirudh being irritated, pulled her to herself as he placed his hands around her waist and frowned.

She pushed him back and took him by the hand and made him sit in front of the mirror.

"Bondita, now what are you doing? I'm already in a saree, what else do I need to do now?" asked Anirudh, trying to decipher what else his wife wanted from him.

"Shh"

And Anirudh knew that he could only wait and let her do whatever she wanted to do with him. The thought alone was so chilling.

What is this girl planning to do?

He thought to himself. He could feel something wet on his hands and as he looked, he was awed to witness Bondita applying alta on his hands.

"Bondita..."

But before he could object, Bondita shot a deadly glare at him and he realised that he'll just have to let things flow the way his Bondita wants.

When Bondita was satisfied with her work on his hands, she stood up, took some red color that she uses to apply her Bindi .Anirudh's eyes again widened but he kept mum. He knew that today he was the one to just keep quiet and let Bondita do what she wants.

Bondita adjusted herself on Anirudh's lap and Anirudh on his own instinct encircled his hands around her waist, to which her face turned a shade of red. She very slowly applied a Bindi on his forehead and smiled.

Now her hands reached his lips which were perfectly bow shaped. She very gently applied the color on his lips, painting them red just like her lips and let out a soft giggle. And as Bondita applied the color on his lips, he kissed her finger gently , to which she blushed again and then eyed him.

She took some kohl now and made Anirudh open his eyes more for her.

She gently began lining his eyes with the kohl but Anirudh as a reflex closed his eyes and let out a sigh as her finger just went down in his eye. Bondita immediately blew into his eye and he instantly felt relieved. Now she very gently lined his eyes with the kohl and he could only let out a sweet chuckle. She now made him wear her gold ornaments.

She now took the comb and started adjusting his hair. She let out a partition in between and moved his hair to both his sides. When she was satisfied, she started to get up from his lap but Anirudh held her more tightly as he blew into her ear. He whispered," The sindoor, Bondita."

Bondita's eyes widened and she immidiately said, " Pati Babu, you don't need to wear it. Men don't wear Sindoor."

Anirudh again pulled her closer to him as her hands rested on his shoulders, he said," Bondita, when I have to get ready just like you, why don't you make me wear the Sindoor of your name as well? You wear the Sindoor of my name, right? Why can't I wear the Sindoor of your name?"

Bondita slightly blushed and took a pinch of Sindoor from her Sindoor daan between her fingers and lined his hair partition with the sindoor and finally stood up. She made him stand up and turned him around and as she examined him from head to toe for about a minute, she could only drool her eyes over him. No matter what, he always looked attractive.

Anirudh was finding it hard to move as it was difficult for him to walk in a saree. But somehow, he managed and took slow steps towards the almirah and Bondita was just surprised at whatever he was planning to do. Before she could know his intentions, he placed his white shirt and grey trousers in her hands and said," It's your turn, Bondita."

Bondita never saw this coming but before she could protest, Anirudh pulled her closer to himself as she landed on his chest.

"If you won't wear these clothes on your own then I'll have to use my hands to make you wear them." he smirked as those words left his mouth.

Bondita's face turned all the more crimson with his remark. She immediately rushed towards the bathroom as she was aware of what her Pati Babu was capable of doing. She was feeling her heart thumping against her chest but somehow she calmed her stupid heart down.

Anirudh just waited outside and looked at his reflection in the mirror. He was just reliving every moment. He raised his eyebrows as he just concluded something. With his hand on his jaw, he muttered," You don't look that bad in this, Anirudh Roy Chaudhary."

He turned around and laughed as he was finding it so foolish all of a sudden. Both of them were literally behaving like kids, playing cross dress up.

His trail of thoughts broke when he heard the bathroom door turning open. He could not believe what his eyes just saw. There stood his wife, in his white shirt which was so loose for her tiny body. She struggled with the trousers that she was wearing, they were way too long. The sleeves dangled to either sides and her hair were all flustered and open. She was looking so tempting to him right now. Even the suspenders hung on either sides of her shoulders as they were so loose for her tiny shoulders. She was much tiny in front of him and seeing her all dressed up in his clothes, he could only gaze at her lovingly.

He slowly made his way towards her and she out of nervousness just tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. She was not able to look him straight. This was way too strong of an emotion. She felt as if her heart would burst out anytime as it raced at a different pace altogether.

Anirudh stood in front of her now. He gently took her suspenders and placed them on her shoulders and the next moment, he pulled her in a tight hug. She quickly wrapped her arms around his body.

A mischief crept in her mind and she pushed him. She now made slow steps towards him, held his waist and pulled him towards herself as she blushed inwardly. He in turn, was no less than her when it came to showering surprises. He pulled her towards him by her collars just as she did. She turned her face to the side out of shyness.

"Pati Babu...." said Anirudh in his sweetest voice as he imitated her.

Bondita immediately turned her face towards him as she was bewildered at his act.

Anirudh now pushed her, just as she pushed him and covered his face with the pallu and again imitated her. He now started walking past her but Bondita held his wrist, pulled him towards herself and again enveloped her arms around him as she stood on her toes and whispered in her huskiest tone, imitating him," Will I let you go now, Bondita?"

And Anirudh could only chuckle at her behavior. He wrapped his hands around her neck as he said in his sweetest voice," Pati Babu, now I'll show you how much I love you through actions and not words."

Anirudh placed a kiss on her cheek and she blushed.

She imitated him again, placing her finger below his chin," Badmash Bondita."

Anirudh pulled her closer to him as he said," Just like you, Pati Babu!"

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Hey dear readers, this is personally my favorite. I don't know if you will like this weird imagination or not.

Though I've seen numerous women wearing saree in my household, I personally have no idea about how they do it. So , please forget that part and pardon my mistakes.
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