“Thanks Rahamatbhai, I did my best” Probhaboti giggled like a teenager, still extremely turned on.
“The job is yours that’s for sure. Looks like you’re ready to start now if you like” Rahamat said smilingly.
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Hearing a knock on the door, Probhaboti’s heels started clicking as she walked to her small apartment door and took a deep breath. Slowly opening the door, she saw that big grin of Rahamat. He was wearing a very nice black suit with a blue tie and he had flowers in his hands.
He smiled “For you my dear” handing them to her as she can’t help but smile.
“Oh….thank you Rahamatbhai” She answered happily…as she turned and walked to the kitchen sink. She then opened the cabinet underneath…. pulling a vase out and began filling it with water.
After putting the flowers in it, she turned around and bumped into the much bigger Rahamat. Her tits damn nearly popped out of the small tight sleeveless blouse that she was wearing. He smiled and took a step back….. admiring the curvy widow’s body before speaking, “Oh Probha, you look gorgeous….. I love you.”
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As Parveen was returning from the great “Sen Villa” at 10:00 pm…. complying her services, she expected to find her mother-in-law ( MIL ) already asleep. Today was Monday and surely she wouldn’t be at “Sandhyatara”.
Rather sleeping, she might be taking rest in the living room….. waiting for her. But oddly, all the lights of their small house…. consisting of three rooms along with a small kitchen…were totally off. Was a thief slipped in their house….. she was scared a bit.
Instantly, she prepared herself mentally and without making a noise, she pulled out her small torch as she stepped forward carefully. A quick check proved that her MIL wasn’t in the house at all…. meant, she went outside.
But with whom…. and where? Parveen alias Mala was confused…..
To Be continued…