Sure but why….
Actually he has just learned to make a cocktail Adonis and want your approval.
Sure sure …and listening to Madam he went to bar.
Thinking that …a man who could not even touch …sure you are the person for women’s club other wise they will make it bahanji ka what they say hann mahila samiti type.
Yes Madam, it was a double joy for me. firstly even if she was thinking about me ….it was perfect victory and if she was so much surprised looking at him drinking wine what will happen in his maiaka and esp. to my nanad
And he came with his favorite , Adonis made from sherry.
He recited the recipe….
2 ounces dry sherry
1 ounce sweet (red) vermouth
2 dashes orange bitters
And as Ms Khanna tasted it…vow…there was delight on her face.
Yes it is perfect…she beamed and his face got lit up like 1000 candles.
This time he sat next to her without me coaxing him.
And again we started chatting without taking cognizance of him, of course he was passing snacks, pouring drink…
“What do you suggest we should do to brighten up our ladies club a bit”…she sipped and asked,
“Madam, I think….can we organize something like full monty…on our ladies exclusive night …or do you think it will be too far….” I suggested playfully.
“Yes yes…you are certainly …we think alike…why not it’s ladies exclusive and when men go out they do watch striptease, cabaret …so yes but how to organize it.”
And this time when she bent to keep glass on table her pallu fell down and one dazzling, full some boob almost bursting out of low cut tight choli could be seen and she did not make any attempt to correct her pallu. Nor did my hubby whose gaze was not so timid this time, as I had instructed him.
“Madam it is very simple, I know persons who can organize this type of event and they are discreet too…and when during board meeting and annual review almost everybody is out we can get it done. And we can get half a dozen real hunks, with all the muscles ripping….”
“ yes yes…”giggling…sipping her third peg, which he had just filled up, she continued,
“ but…make sure that the muscle which ,matters most…should be real good.”
“ it will be Madam…” I joined in the laughter. “ I will be very strict in my specs…I know a young boy who was…second runner up in Glad rags Mr. India contest…he can also join… only his fees are slightly stiff as he works as ladies man too…you know”
“ Vow …to saaf saaf ye kyon nahin kahati ki he works as gigolo too,…money no problems…just organize …and may be we can give him some good tips so …”
Yes madam why not and this time I poured a stiff one.
“ gigolos …it was so good in Bombay…we organized so …daring hen parties…ladies will do anything …mind you anything to join them…drinks…smoke…you can not even guess…but Mr. Khanaa, he wanted to be VP and …in this fucking mofussil township…” she was talking dreamily.
“ Madam don’t worry these day …what they say…glocal…think globally act locally…everything we can get with click of a mouse…only thing is logistic costs…and with new flight decaan has started…we can organize parties even hotter than …anywhere”
“Yes…interrupting me she continued dreamily…Last time when we had gone to NY, with Mr. Khanaa, I decided to go to Chippendale…you know that …
I was aware what that place is but kept mum.
“yes…it is famous for full monty…what bodies yaar and you can even touch them, I thrust some dollars in a hunks’ brief and out lined with my fingers …what a size and …what hardness…that silken purple color brief…alas you can not put hands in side brief…”
And I checked with my peripheral vision …her finger were scratching, outlining his bulge as she must have done on that dancer their.
And my hubby caught my gaze.
Please take a shrimp just one …you are not eating anything Madam…and when his came closer this time her palm we right there…covering the bulge.
Yes Madam and a little drink….thoda saa…I too joined him.
she tasted a shrimp… “ I think all hubbies should be like you.” She complimented.