Son helps neighbor to get mom

[Harini13]

As Gayatri walked into the kitchen to bring a cup of tea for Elango, she was unaware of his gaze fixed on her back. Elango's eyes were drawn to the swing of her hips, and he couldn't help but notice the outline of her panty line. He felt a surge of excitement at the sight, and his mind began to wander to places it shouldn't.

(Gayatri: (thought) I'm just going to get him a cup of tea, nothing more. I need to keep our relationship platonic.)

Meanwhile, Elango's thoughts were far from innocent. (Elango: (thought) She has no idea how beautiful she looks right now. I wish I could just hug her and feel her close to me.)

As Gayatri returned with the tea, Elango stood up from the sofa, his eyes locked onto hers. He took a step closer to her, and Gayatri felt a flutter in her chest. She handed him the tea, their fingers touching briefly as he took the cup from her.

"Thanks," Elango said, his voice low and husky.

Gayatri smiled and nodded, feeling a sense of unease wash over her. She took a step back, trying to create some distance between them.

But Elango didn't let up. He took another step closer, his eyes burning with intensity. "Hey, can I talk to you for a minute?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Gayatri felt hesitant, unsure of what was happening. But she nodded slowly, her heart pounding in her chest.

(Elango: (thought) Yes! She's not pushing me away yet. Maybe this is my chance.)

(Gayatri: (thought) What is he doing? Why is he looking at me like that?)

As they stood there, frozen in time, Elango made his move. He reached out and wrapped his arms around Gayatri's waist, pulling her close into a hug.

At first, Gayatri was hesitant. She stiffened in his arms, unsure of how to react.

But as she looked up into Elango's eyes, she saw something there that made her heart skip a beat.

(Gayatri: (thought) Maybe this isn't so bad after all.)