Adultery Dr Anjali

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Update-4


Next day, Anjali get ready to go to hospital. After wearing dress she checked Ram's room, He was in deep sleep due to the sedation of medicine, She smiled and closed the door behind and walked towards the kitchen, Toasted some bread and pour milk in a glass. She took breakfast alone at the dining table. She knew it's going to be a busy day ahead. She was about to leave, she heard door open. Anjali turned back and see Ram stood near the door of the bedroom which allocated for him. He was in his loose T shirt and shorts.

"Hi Ram, are you ok? I am about to leave" Anjali called out to him, her voice filled with concern. his eyes slightly glazed from the painkillers he had taken.

"I am sorry bhabhi, I was about to wake up early to make breakfast to you. But I dont know, I slept more" Ram's voice was filled with apology.

Anjali's heart melted at his sweet gesture. She walked towards him and patted on his shoulder gently. "Don't worry, Ram. You need to rest." she said, her eyes searched his face, looking for any signs of pain.


"I'm fine bhabhi, really," Ram assured her, his eyes meeting hers with a warmth that she couldn't ignore.

"Okay, but if you need anything, don't hesitate to call me," she said, slipping her phone into her bag. "I'll be back in the evening."

As she left, she couldn't shake off the feeling that something had changed between them. The way he had looked at her, the way his hand had felt under her touch, it was all too intimate, too real.

The day at the hospital was long and tiring, but Anjali's thoughts kept drifting back to Ram. She found herself smiling at the thought of his shy apology and the way he had looked at her in his sleep. It was a distraction she hadn't expected, but it made the hours pass quicker.

Evening she returned from the hospital and enter the flat by using the spare key she kept in her bag, the apartment was filled with the tantalizing aroma of something cooking.

She was on a call, on the other end was Vijay. "Yes Vijay, I reached just now and I can smell the aroma of delecious food"

"Wawoo Ram must be cooked somepthing special for you" Vijay said, his voice filled with humor. "What did he make?"

"I'm not sure yet," Anjali said, her stomach growling. "But it smells heavenly." She walked into the kitchen to find Ram standing at the stove, stirring a pot of something that smelled like a mix of spices and vegetables. He was in a round neck T shirt and shorts. His T shirt drenched with sweat.


"Welcome back, bhabhi," Ram said, turning to greet her. "I made your favorite, paneer butter masala."

Anjali's eyes widened in surprise. "How did you know that was my favorite?"

Ram blushed slightly. "Vijay bhayya talked about it once, while eating dinner" he said, his voice a little shy.

"Ohh Vijay he is making my favourite dish" she told to Vijay through the phone.

"He is really sweet and caring, he got the nature of his mother. How's your hand now Ram?" Vijay asked.

"Wait Vijay I will turn on the speaker phone" Anjali said, placing her phone on the kitchen counter.

Ram nodded, his cheeks reddening. "It's better now, I dont have pain, thank you," he replied, his eyes avoiding hers as he focused on the simmering pot.

The conversation continued, Vijay asking about Ram's health and their plans for the evening. Anjali listened with half an ear, her gaze lingering on Ram's bare arms, muscles flexing as he cooked. The way he moved with confidence in her kitchen, as if it were his own, sent a thrill through her. She had never noticed how attractive he was before, but now it was impossible to ignore.

They ate dinner together, the conversation flowing easily despite the underlying tension. Vijay's voice on the speaker was a comforting presence, but Anjali couldn't help but feel a little guilty for enjoying Ram's company so much. She knew her attraction was wrong, but she couldn't deny the comfort he brought to the lonely flat.

After dinner, Ram offered to clean up. "You must be tired from work," he said, his eyes genuine. "Let me do this."

Anjali nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. "Thank you," she said, watching as he began to clear the table.

As she sat in the living room, scrolling through her phone, she heard the clank of dishes in the kitchen, the sound of water running in the sink. She couldn't help but feel a warmth spread through her at his thoughtfulness. It had been a long day, and his offer to help was a balm to her soul.

Later, as they sat together watching TV, the air grew thicker, charged with unspoken desires. Every time their knees brushed, Anjali felt a spark. She knew she should retreat to her room, maintain the boundary of their relationship, but she couldn't bring herself to move. The comfort of his presence was too intoxicating. She see his T shirt drenched with sweat. "Anjali you both carry on I will call you later" Vijay end the call.

She turned to Ram and said "Ram why you wear the shirt, if you sweating too much in this hot condition?"

Ram looked down at his shirt and laughed a little, "Habit, bhabhi. I didn't want to make you uncomfortable."

Anjali felt a warmth spread through her. "You don't need to worry about me," she said. "Please, make yourself at home."

"Thank you bhabhi" Ram said with a smile.

"ok I will come after a shower" Anjali said and walked out of the kitchen. When she went out Ram removed his T shirt from his body and wipe the excess sweat with the T shirt and resumed his cooking. His broad shoulders and muscular chest was a sight to behold. His dark brown skin shined with the sweat. That time he noticed Anjali's phone ringing. Anjali dont took the phone with her. The phone was on the kitchen counter top. He checked the screen. That was a video call. He read the name on the screen. "Nisha calling...."

He ignored the call. He know he cant took the phone to Anjali, because she is in bathroom. Again the phone is started to ring. He decided to attend the call and tell to call after some time. He wear the T shirt again and attend the call.

He see a beautiful women's face on the other end. She is beautiful as Anjali. The women on the other end was shocked to see Ram attending the call.

She was about to say "sorry wrong number" that time Ram said.

"Madam wait wait... Its Anjali bhabhi's phone, I am Ram, the servant here. She went to showet and the phone is in kitchen. I will inform her to call back" Ram said quickly, trying to explain the situation.

Nisha was surprised that a servant attend the call of from his misstress phone. But she managed to be normal and said "Ok Ram please inform her"


"Ok madam" Ram said politely, ending the call. He felt a bit awkward, but he knew he had done the right thing. He put the phone back on the counter and went to check on the food. As he stirred the pot, his mind wandered to the conversation he had just had with Nisha. She was beautiful, no doubt about it, but it was the way she talked, so confidently, that intrigued him.

He felt hot and removed his T shirt and kept on the back rest of the chair. He went to the fridge and took out a bottle of water. As he twisted the cap off, he heard a gasp behind him. He turned around and saw Anjali standing at the kitchen door,  She is in a loose cotton shirt and a cotton short till cover her mid thighs. Her gaze focused on his lean but muscular body. His dark chocolate shin shined. The contour of the muscles can clearly visible. She swallowed hard, trying to compose herself.

"Ahh Bhabhi, one Nisha called in your phone, I attend on third time and informed her you will call back" Ram said, his voice slightly embarrassed.

"Nisha... Ohh she is my best friend, its a long time she called me." Anjali walked towards the kitchen counter and took her phone.

"Did you finished cooking?" Anjali asked, her eyes still lingering on Ram's bare chest.

"Yes, bhabhi," Ram replied, averting his gaze. "It's all ready."

Anjali nodded and walked back to living room. Nisha sat on the sofa and call her best friend Nisha.

A: hi dear, happy to see you after a long time.

N: yes Anju.... First I was shocked when your servant attend the call.

A: ohh Ram, actually he is not the servant...

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(Anjali explained everything about the accident and the aftermaths)
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N: ohhh so you guys are ready to help him.

A: yes Nisha. Vijay said me that he will help him to start a restaurant and I am sure Ram will won it, because he is the best cook. I feel it from the food he prepare for me.

N: That's really sweet of you both.

A: Now Vijay told me to keep him to stay with us and he can give me company when Vijay is out of station.

N: Anju, is that okay with you? Can we trust him? You know, with you being alone and all...

Anjali's mind raced. Trust was not something she had ever had to question with Ram. He had always been the epitome of respect and loyalty. But the way he had looked at her the night before, the way their knees had touched under the dinner table, it had all felt... different.

A: Nisha, I trust him. He's like family now. And with Vijay's guidance, he'll be just fine," Anjali replied, trying to convince herself as much as she was her friend. She took a deep breath.

N: Okay, if you say so, Anju. But be careful, you know what I mean.

A: I know, I know," Anjali said, rolling her eyes playfully. "But I'm a big girl, I can handle it."

N: Just saying, be safe. Love you.

A: Love you too.

That time Ram came there by holding his T shirt in his hand and guester to Anjali that he is going to shower. Anjali noded. And continued to talk to Nisha.

A: actually you are lucky to have in laws with you.

Hearing that Nisha's face become sad. Seeing that Anjali asked.

A: what happened Nish, any problem with them?

N: no dear, but I am not happy to stay with them. They are very treaditinal. They don't like me working and always interfere in my personal life. (you can read Nisha's struggle in Nisha Young Working wife story)

Anjali's heart ached for her friend. She knew Nisha's in-laws were a bit overbearing, but she didn't realize it was this bad. "Nish, you should talk to your husband about it," she said gently.

N: no use Anju, he is afrad on them. But he support me without knowing them. I am sure if we staying together without them. Our life will be happy. So you are lucky. You are staying alone with Vijay and you have full freedom.

Anjali nodded sympathetically, her thoughts drifting back to the tension in the flat. She didn't know what to say to console her friend, but she knew she had to be there for her. "Nisha, I'm always here for you, no matter what," she assured her.

A: But I am lonely when Vijay is out, he know that also. So he suggest to keep Ram with us. And Ram is a good boy, he is taking care of all the things.

N: Yes, may be he is a good boy. But still be careful Anju. You know what I mean.

A: Nisha don't worry, I know what you are saying. I am careful. And about Ram, he is really nice and caring. I don't think there is anything to worry about. And when Joshi will be back?

N: he is here, he come back before 3 weeks, but yesterday my father in law hospitalised by a heart attack. Now Joshi and mom is at hospital. I am alone here.

A: ohh ok, so these three weeks you guys enjoyed right? Anjali teased Nisha.

N: yes dear. (Nisha try to hide the truth) we enjoyed. Anjali felt jelous on Nisha to have a strong man as her husband. But in reality both Anjali's and Nisha's life was different. Nisha had to face the wrath of inlaws and Anjali had to deal with her lonliness and unsatisfied sex life.

A: you are lucky to have him as husband. Nisha said with a smile.

N: yes dear, but I dont like his over fear on his parents. They are always controlling.

The conversation continued for a while longer, with Anjali listening to Nisha's complaints and offering what advice she could.

A: Nisha I have a suggestion for you. If you can, try a transfer to other brach with some distance and you can stay alone there and you will be free from them.

N: Anju, that's a brilliant idea! But i am not sure Joshi allow me to stay alone.

A: Everything will be ok dear. Anjali consoled her. "Why don't you talk to him about it when he's back from the hospital? Maybe he'll understand."

N: I will, Anju. Thank you for being there.

As they hung up, Anjali couldn't help but feel a pang of envy. Nisha had a loving husband, despite his flaws. Vijay, on the other hand, was rarely around. But she pushed the thought aside, focusing instead on the comforting aroma of Ram's cooking. She walked into the kitchen and checking the taste of paneer. She felt the paneer melted on her tongue. She closed her eyes and enjoyed. When she open her eyes she was shocked for a second that Ram stood near and looking at her that she enjoying the taste.

R: "did you like it bhabhi?" Ram asked, his eyes hopeful.

Anjali nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. "It's delicious," she said, her voice a little breathless. "You really are a great cook."

R: "Thank you, bhabhi," Ram said, his chest puffing up with pride. "I try my best."

Anjali took another bite, the flavors exploding in her mouth. The paneer was perfectly spiced, and the gravy was thick and creamy, just the way she liked it. "How did you learn to cook like this?" she asked, genuinely curious.

Ram looked away, his expression shy. "From the, master cheff" he replied, referring to the head chef at the restaurant where he had worked before. "He taught me everything."

Anjali nodded, her gaze lingering on the him. Now he wear a neat T shirt and shorts. The fragrance of the soap she given to him hit in her nostrils.

"Bhabhi lets have dinner, I think you are hungry" Ram said breaking the silence.

Anjali nodded, her eyes still on him. "Yes, I am," she murmured.

They sat down to eat, the air still charged with tension. Anjali couldn't help but steal glances at Ram, his biceps flexing as he served the food onto their plates. She felt a heat spread through her that had nothing to do with the spicy curry.

As they ate, they talked about their days, she talked about her best friend Nisha and their childhood friendship to him.

That time Vijay called her in phone and both Ram and Anjali talked to him. Anjali praised about Ram's cooking. And Vijay say thanks to Ram for preparing delecious food for his wife.

V: dear I am very tired today, going to sleep after reached my room. Cal you tomorrow.

A: ok Vijay take care.

The call disconnected and she little raise up and leaned forward to take some curry, her loose shirt moved down and showed her cleavage to Ram. Its first time Ram see a pair of beautiful milky globes in front of his eyes. He swallowed hard and tried to avert his gaze. Anjali didn't noticed that. She was busy in her own world.

After dinner, Ram cleared the dishes and Anjali settled into her usual spot on the sofa. He joined her, sitting at the opposite end, trying his best to ignore the electricity in the air. The TV played a Bollywood movie in the background, but neither of them were really watching. Anjali felt the weight of Ram's gaze on her, and she found herself blushing under his scrutiny.

The silence grew heavier as the minutes ticked by, until Ram spoke. "Bhabhi, did you like the food I prepare?" He broke the silence by asking this.

Anjali looked up from her phone and met his gaze, her cheeks still flushed from the earlier conversation with Nisha. "Yes, it was amazing," she said sincerely. "I can't believe you cooked this all by yourself."

"It's nothing, bhabhi," Ram replied with a small smile. "I enjoy cooking for you. It makes me happy to see you enjoy my food."

Anjali felt a warmth in her chest at his words. It had been a long time since anyone had cooked for her with such care and attention. "Thank you, Ram," she said, her eyes meeting his for a moment before looking away shyly.

"Bhabhi we need to buy some groceries, its almost finished in the refrigerator" Ram spoke up, breaking the quiet.

"Ohh I forgot to brought, normally me and Vijay went to shopping on every friday, because two days off for me. I need to go only if any emergency cases is there." Anjali said while placing her phone aside. She stood up and walked towards the kitchen. "But today, I don't know why I forgot."

Ram followed her, "Its okay bhabhi, today is friday, if you are ok we can go out and bring" He said eagerly.

Anjali nodded and smiled. "Ya thats good idea," she looking at mobile and check the time "its 9:30pm, I like night driving. But Vijay not allow me to drive alone in this time."


R: "Don't worry bhabhi, I know driving, I have license for heavy vehicle also" Ram assured her. "If you don't mind, I can drive. Actually I feel very bored to stay inside all days."

Anjali looked at him, she understand that he wanted an outing. "Okay, Ram," she said finally, "but only if you promise to drive safely."

R: "I promise, bhabhi," Ram said, his eyes lighting up. "Let's go."

A: let me change my dress. She walked in to her bedroom and Ram went to his bedroom.

After around 10min both come's out from the room. Seeing each other both laughed. He was wearing a white T shirt and blue jeans that gifted by Vijay after the accident. And she was wearing same pattern White T shirt and blue jeans.

"Ha ha we are in same dress Ram, looks like lovers" Anjali giggled, breaking the tension.

R: "Yes bhabhi, we are looking like twins." Ram also laughed, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

They both walked out of the flat, and Anjali locked the door. The night was warm, and the streetlights cast a soft glow on the pavement. Anjali took a deep breath, feeling the cool air on her face. She hadn't realized how much she had missed the simple pleasure of a night out.

She give the key to him. He sat on the driver seat of the SUV. She sat next to him. She noticed that he was a good driver. He drove smoothly without any jerks. The cool wind was blowing from the open window. It was a full moon night and the light from the moon was making the road bright. Anjali felt something was different about this night.

As they reached the ###### mall, he parked the car and they both stepped out. The mall was less crowded at this hour, which was a relief for Anjali, who felt more comfortable in quieter spaces. They started their shopping, filling the cart with the essentials they needed. As they moved through the aisles, their conversation grew more relaxed, and Anjali found herself laughing more than she had in weeks. Ram's easygoing nature and sense of humor were contagious, and she felt a weight lift from her shoulders.

The people around them watched them, they were shocked after compairing the dark-white complexion of Ram and Anjali, and think how he got a beautiful girlfriend like Anjali. But both Anjali and Ram was in their world. They finished the shoping and come back to the parking lot. Kept all the stuffs in the car and sat in the car.

Ram turned to Anjali and asked "where we go now?"

"Ram lets go to the XXXX park, there will be cold breeze from the nearby lake. Me and Vijay go there when we come for shopping and eat ice cream." Anjali suggested with a smile.

Ram nodded and started the car, navigating the quiet streets towards the park. As they drove, Anjali couldn't help but feel the warmth of his arm so close to hers, his strong grip on the steering wheel a silent reminder of his presence beside her. The park was indeed tranquil, the moon casting long shadows across the grass. They found a bench near the lake and sat down, the sound of the water lapping gently against the shore providing a soothing backdrop to their conversation.

"Thanks for bringing me here, bhabhi," Ram said, his eyes reflecting the moonlight. "It's peaceful."

"You're welcome," Anjali replied, her voice soft. "It's one of my favorite spots in the city."

They sat in silence for a while, each lost in their own thoughts. Anjali found herself stealing glances at Ram, his profile etched sharply against the night sky. "Wait bhabhi I will come now", saying this he ran towards the nearby cool bar and come back with cone ice cream. "You always liked Vanila flavour, isn't it?" he said with a grin, handing her the ice cream.

Anjali took the cone, her heart fluttering at his gesture. "How did you know?" she asked, a smile playing on her lips.

"I noticed it in your fridge the first day," he said, his eyes never leaving hers. "I've noticed a lot of things about you bhabhi."

The words hung in the air, thick with meaning. Anjali took a bite of the ice cream, the coldness a stark contrast to the heat building within her. "What kind of things?" she asked, her voice a little shaky.

"Your habits, your likes and dislikes," Ram said, his voice low and steady. "How you always hum while you cook, how you look lost in thought when you read, the way your eyes light up when you talk about your patients."

Their eyes met, and for a moment, the world around them seemed to fade away. Anjali felt her cheeks heat up, her pulse quickening. "I never knew I was that transparent," she murmured, licking the ice cream from her lips.

"Some things are easy to see," Ram said, his gaze intense.

The silence between them grew heavier, the air charged with something neither of them could quite name. Anjali took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing thoughts. "We should go," she said, standing up. "It's getting late."

Ram nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. He took her hand and helped her up, the contact sending a jolt through her body. They walked back to the car, the tension palpable. Anjali was acutely aware of every step they took, every touch, every breath. When they reached the car, Ram paused, his hand lingering on the door handle.

"Bhabhi did you need anything more?" Ram asked, his voice thick with unspoken emotions.

"No, Ram everything we brought," Anjali replied, her voice a little too bright. She could feel the electricity arcing between them, the unspoken tension threatening to snap like a tightly stretched rubber band.

Ram opened the door for her, and she slid into the car, the leather seats cool against her skin. As they drove home, the silence was a living entity, pulsing with the beat of their accelerated hearts. Anjali fidgeted with the hem of her dress, trying to distract herself from the thoughts that were swirling in her mind.

When they reached near the apartment building gate, the night watchman showed his hand to stop. He came near the driving seat. Ram slide down the window.

Watchma: Doctor madam sorry to disturb you.

Anjali think he came to ask about Ram. Watchman looking at Ram and said. "Sorry sir, I am very sick now, feel high temperature that's why stopped the car to ask hep from Doctor madam" Anjali understand what he want and open the door from her side and told him to come near her. Watchman came near her. She place her soft hand on his forehead and felt it's burning. She nodded and said, "Bhayya, please come to my flat now, I need to check your temperature then I will give you the medicines" Watchman nodded.

She told him to get inside the car. Ram drove the car towards the underground parking lot. Three of them came out from the SUV. Watchman also helped them to took the plastic bags. Finally they reached in front of her flat. She checked the time in her mobile. its 12:15am now.

Three of them enter in and she told watchman to sit on the sofa and went inside. That time watchman asked to Ram. "Sir are you madam's assistant, I didnt see you before."

When Ram about to say "Yes he is my assistant and he is living with us" Anjali came there by saying this. She open her medical kitc and took the stethoscope and thermometer. She walked towards watchman and said. "I am going to check your temperature now bhayya." She placed the thermometer in his mouth and started checking his pulse with her stethoscope. She nodded with her findings and said, "You do have high temperature, it's 103F. I'll get you some *********mol and an antibiotic. Before that if you need to cure soon, need to take ********* medicine through injection"

The night watchman nodded, his eyes wide with trust. Anjali took the injection and turned to watchman. He was ready by showing his hand. "Not here bhayya, on your buttocks." She said with a professional smile. "It's going to be a bit uncomfortable but necessary."  Watchman felt embarassed to take injection from her in front of Ram. He looked at Ram. ANjali understand that and told Ram "Ram please bring the vegetables we brought to kitchen and arranged in refrigerator."

Ram nodded and took the bag and walked to kitchen.

Anjali turned back to the watchman, He loosened his belt and unbuttoned his pant and lay on his stomach on the sofa. She pull down his pant along with underwear. She took the alcohol swab and cleaned his buttock. She was about to inject but she felt a strange feeling in her stomach. The sight of his bare skin, the smell of antiseptic and the thought of injecting him, it all brought a weird mix of feelings. She took a deep breath and pushed the needle in. The watchman flinched slightly but she was done in no time. She gave him the medicines with a glass of water.

Ram walked back in the room, his eyes searched for Anjali. He found her sitting on the chair, looking a bit flustered. The watchman stood up and adjusted his pant. "Thanks doctor madam, how much is your fee" he try to pull out the wallet.

Anjali waved her hand. "It's on the house, bhayya. Take care of yourself and let me know if you need anything else." The watchman nodded gratefully and about left the flat.

"Sorry I forgot to ask your name bhayya" she said to watchman.

The watchman looked at her with a hint of surprise in his eyes, "I am Sameer madam" he said.

"Ok Sameer bhayya" Anjali nodded

"Madam if you need any help, please tell me, I am staying at the gate room." Sameer said before leaving.

Anjali nodded, "Thank you, Sameer. Goodnight."

Once he was gone, Ram looked at Anjali "Bhabhi I arranged the vegetables in refrigerator"

"Thank you Ramu, its getting late, I need a good sleep now." Anjali said, trying to keep her voice calm.

Ram nodded, his gaze lingering on her for a moment too long. "Goodnight, bhabhi," he said, his eyes never leaving hers as he walked to his room.

Anjali watched him go, She knew  she felt a strange sense of excitement. She took a deep breath and turned off the lights, heading to her own room.

The bed felt cold and empty without Vijay beside her, his warmth and comfort a stark contrast to the loneliness she felt now. But as she lay there, she couldn't help but think of Ram, his gentle touch and the way his eyes had searched hers. She told herself it was just a moment of weakness, a product of the stress and loneliness of Vijay's trip. 


Next morning, Ram wakes up around 8:10am, He went to attached bathroom and freshen up. Then comes out and walked towards the kitchen. That time he see the third bedroom was open and light came from there. He went there and opened the door, He was surprised after seeing that room. The room arranged with full of gym equipments. A personal gym for Anjali. When his eyes searched every parts he felt a tap on his shouler. he looked back and see Anjali stood behind him in her yoga dress. A sports bra and tight leggings, Her hair was tied with a band. She was sweat and holding a bottle of water in her right hand.

Continue...........!!!