Adultery Job Interview of Mrs. Anjali

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As I went home, my sons were playing outside, it was only my husband at home, sitting in the corner and watching me undress and change into nighty.  As I started removing my saree, “what happened today, Anjali?  Did you meet him?” he asked.  “Yeah, Krishna, he is okay now,” as I started saying and continued changing my dress, “wow, did you guys hug each other?” he asked.  “Yeah, Krishna, we hugged,” as I started saying and removed my blouse and petticoat and got naked and started wearing my nighty on top, “wow, Anjali…!” my husband exclaimed.  “Did you guys kiss?” my husband asked in excitement.  I noticed him covering his cock with a blanket and stroking it.  “No, Krishna, come on, me and Raju, just became friends,” I said and started folding my saree neatly.  “Oh, his name is Raju?” he asked.  “Yeah,” I said and continued folding my saree and began telling my husband about where he lives and what he does.  “Oh, you did not kiss him because he lives in the slum, Anjali?” my husband asked.  “Come on Krishna, you know I am not like that,” as I started to say, “I understand, Anjali, you guys just met, and it will take some time for kissing and stuff,” my horny husband said.  “We are not going to kiss, come on, Krishna, we are friends,” I said, folding my saree.  “What’s wrong in friends kissing each other, Anjali? It is a way of exhibiting love to each other,” my husband said.  As I had no answer to that, “bring him home one day, Anjali, let's get to know him better,” my husband said.  “Let him recover first, Krishna, then we can bring him home,” I said, folding my blouse.