My jaw dropped. It wasn’t the biggest house I’d ever seen, but it might have been the most beautiful: Immaculate pale yellow stucco, three stories, green shutters on the many windows, decorated entranceway framing two big wooden doors, shrubs and flower beds. The whole thing looked like something out of Architectural Digest.The driveway ended in a loop in front of the house. I pulled off to the side where it widened near the entrance and parked. As I got out I looked back the way I’d come and got an absolutely spectacular view of the city, where the lights were just coming on.The door opened and he came out.He was even more handsome than I remembered; movie-star looks; sandy blond hair, perfect physique, killer smile with perfect teeth. But he was wearing an Old Navy T-shirt, frayed shorts and flip-flops like an ordinary person you’d meet on the beach.“Hi,” he said, flashing that smile again. “Come on in.”As he closed the door behind me he leaned in to kiss me.I was a little. My cleavage was clearly visible. It made me look traditional and hot at the same time. I knew Raj would like it. Raj teased me by saying, “You were dressed for the occasion and its a pity now I have to start from the beginning.” He was wearing a blue T-Shirt and Blue Jeans. I could see a small lobe in his jeans. We knew what would happen next. But I tried to be as casual as possible and asked him if he was hungry.In the absence of Pallu, I knew I was his wife. He took a shower and came out and I brought him the breakfast, which I and Pallu had prepared. I sat in front of him with a cup of coffee in hand. We spoke about each other’s work. I noticed him staring at my breasts a couple of times.I was not wearing a shawl. I knew my salwar covered only half of my breasts and the upper half was clearly visible. I started feeling as shy as a newly married bride. There was an awkward silence in the room and hardly could see his eye. As I took my first sip of coffee he slowly came next to me.I.
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