Raj : should I ask sir?

Tarak nodded and Anjali took hold of the Delivery man other cheek with her free hand.

She made him look up at her.

Anjali : thank you so much for this pizza treat so now let us do something for you?

Raj : so mam, Can I ask you some more?

The man, by now excited about what was to come his way.

Anjali nodded.

He is feeling hesitated now.

Raj : uhm...

Anjali : don't be shy.

Anjali let go of his face and he raised his hands to the straps over her shoulders.

Raj : if I could see them (point towards her breasts) Is that okay?

Anjali wanna say yes, but she looked at Tarak, who is busy writing something so she took decision.

Anjali : of course.

The man delivery squeaked.

Anjali : should I remove or take them out?

Raj : I'd be honored. If I could help you.

Anjali : I can do it better. (She shyly said, as she have to take care what to show and what to hide)

Raj nodded.

Anjali kept her eyes on him as she slid the two straps down her slender arms.

She held the nighty at her chest for a moment before lowering it.

Her breasts came into view.

They are magnificent, Anjali's breasts.

They aren't too biggest but they fit right into a grown man's hands.

The curve of them, the large areolas, the nipples that were by then fully erect, and the mangalsutra right between them, a sign showing just how erotic and forbidden this whole thing was.

Anjali : Do you like them?

She asked Raj in husky voice.

The delivery man was lost for words. Anjali moved half a step closer to him.

Anjali (whispers in low tone to not let Tarak know that she asked it) : would you like to touch them?

Raj, with some difficulty, looked up at her, as if even after everything, he couldn't believe this was happening.

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