Rajesh stood behind the kitchen counter, his arms covered in flour as he rolled out the dough for Sudha's favorite naan bread. She was sitting at the table, her eyes following every move he made as he worked.

"You know, you really don't have to do all this for me," she said, her voice soft and sultry.

Rajesh looked up and smiled. "I want to. You deserve it."

Sudha smiled back, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Well, in that case, maybe I should make it worth your while."

She stood up and walked over to the counter, her hips swaying gently as she moved. Rajesh felt his heart rate quicken as she approached, his eyes drawn to the way her curves filled out her tight dress.

"How about a little taste test?" she asked, her voice low and seductive.