29-05-2020, 09:17 PM
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Episode 1.
I walked out from the bathroom with a big towel wrapped around my body. The towel was tied up over my breasts so that only the start of my cleavage was visible. Even though the towel was wet it still did not stick on any other part of my body as it flowed over my corpulent breasts. It hung down up to about half way down my thighs so that my rounded smooth thighs were visible to whoever was lucky enough to be here. I walked to the dressing table nearby and stood in front of the long mirror there. My face was fresh, devoid of any makeup but I knew I was still lovely to look at. That was not arrogance, just a statement of fact. I have been told that many times by many people since my teens. I plugged the hairdryer on and started drying my wet hair. After ten minutes I was satisfied that it was sufficiently dry as my now slightly curly tresses beautifully framed my face. They fell loose around halfway down my back.
I sat down on the little stool in front of the dressing table. I reached in front and took a small bottle of maroon nail polish that was on the dressing table. As I crossed one leg over the other, one end of the towel fell open to the floor exposing almost the whole of my thigh. The other end was still stuck wetly to the other thigh and only my crossed legs hid my pussy from being exposed. I opened the bottle of nail polish and leaned forward. My breasts were large enough that they now they slightly rested on the top of my thigh. I applied the nail polish on my big toe nail and the second toe with the toe ring around it. I looked at my handiwork with dissatisfaction and immediately took a tissue and wiped off the wet nail polish from the toe nails.
“Hmm hum.. this is not right, your nails should flash brightly even in the dull light Swetha,” I murmured to myself.
I put aside the maroon bottle and took the bottle with the shinny silver nail polish. I started on the same two toes like before. This time I liked what I saw and I continued till I had applied to all the toes on that leg. I crossed my leg the other side and now the other end of the towel also fell open and now both my bare thighs were exposed. I quickly applied polish to the toes before starting on long nails on my fingers. I admired my own handiwork on my long, manicured nails.
“His body will definitely tremble in excitement when I caress it with these fingers,” I laughed to myself.
“What was his nick name again among his friends hmm yes BRS short for big rod Shiva. Well let’s see how he controls himself when these long slender fingers squeeze that ‘rod’. My soft lips automatically stretched in a small smile at these thoughts.
Some men with small bodies would have a large penis completely disproportionate to their body size while in some cases it would be other way around with big men and small or average penis size. I did not know this from experience, just gossip among women folks. Yes, we women talk just as much about men as they would about us. In Shiva’s case however if his reputation is true, his tool would be very appropriate for his five feet eleven inches frame. Not just his height but that body too. I waited for about two minutes to let the nail polish dry. Then took a large bowl and a flask I already had ready and went back to the bathroom. I filled up the bowl with water and opened the flask and poured out the ice cubes into the bowl. I dipped the fingers of both my hands into the cold water for around three minutes. When I too them out the polish was well set as droplets washed over smoothly over the shiny nail surface. I did the same for my toes, one leg at a time before walking back into the room leaving the bowl and flask in the bathroom. I can get it later. It was not important now. I went back once more to the dressing table and stood in front of the mirror looking at my reflection. My right hand slowly reached up to the left side of my body where the end of the towel was pushed in around the wrapped towel. I slowly pulled at it and let the towel fall to the ground. I looked at the young woman staring back at me on the mirror.
“Did this look like a body of woman who had given birth to a child?” I asked myself.
My already large breasts appeared a little bigger now than when I was an unmarried woman but I was happy to note there was no sag there yet. My stomach was quite firm and flat but for some slightly visible stretch marks but that can’t be helped. What I could do however was the great effort I had taken to maintain that figure. Yet motherhood had had it’s say. I had put on a slight bit of weight in spite of my best efforts but it only made me more voluptuous I was told. This body should attract any man but would it attract that BRS. Of course it would, I dismissed that thought straightaway. My eyes moved down from my stomach to my thighs. For my five feet six inches height they did look long and attractive. They were rounded and smooth without any hair on them. Caressing those soft, smooth flesh would be many men’s dream. It surely would have been Shiva’s too but it would soon become a reality only for him. My eyes moved to the spot where my thighs met. The hair absent from my legs were there in a v shape, not in abundance but in a thin carpet like covering, hiding the love treasure from being conspicuously clear to the naked eye. The dark contrast of that to my body made it more alluring to the eyes.
I opened my make up box and started applying make up to my face. After about ten minutes I looked at the results, My doe like eyes was made more attractive by the eye-shadow and kajal around it. My cheeks slightly reddened with blush and my soft slightly thick lips had an attractive coating of red lipstick elegantly applied. Knowing it would not last long on my lips I still had taken great care to apply it attractively. Only then it would mesmerizingly attract the opposite pair of lips towards it, in this case Shiva’s. My long thin nostrils flared slightly in excitement thinking about what I was soon going to embark on. Overall, not only a lovely face but a sexy face stared back at me. I walked naked, without any feeling of embarrassment to my cupboard. As I took each step my breasts would gently sway, my buttocks would move with the sway of my hips. If Shiva was here to see this what would have happened? Probably would have started leaking for him I laughed very softly, inaudibly.
I took out a matching set of red lacy panties and bra. Soon I was in full attire, a red chiffon sari covering my sleeveless gold blouse and the deep cleavage from sight. Yet it was transparent enough to give a hint of the beauty hidden there. My smooth bare arms were visible on one side. Would he want to kiss me there I wondered in anticipation. My sari was tied a few inches below the belly button. I walked up to the dressing table again and twirled my body this way and that way admiring my own effort in making myself attractive. On one side the curve of my bare waist and the smooth stomach was visible along with the hard thrust of my breast against the blouse. In the back a vast expanse of my flesh was visible covered only by a small stretch of cloth of my blouse. This was not my usual blouse but one made specifically for tonight’s use.
I was married when I was 24 and now at the age of 28, I am a mother to a one and half years old baby boy. This bit of maturity has given more elegance and oomph to my looks. I puckered my lips trying to look like a vamp as I admired myself. Those lips lucked very succulent. Surely Shiva’s lips would want to suck and chew on them. His would be the second pair of lips to do so after her husband, Mahesh. No one else had tasted them, not even during my school or college days. Another thought came to my mind and I blushed at the thought in spite of myself. These lips would soon wrap around another person’s cock. From all accounts one that was long and thick. From what I had heard from Shiva’s reputation, quite a few women’s lips had already done what I was soon about to do. Also, by the fact that those women would go back to him again and again confirmed that he also knew how to use the gift nature had given him. Therefore, I was unlikely to be disappointed tonight in bed. If I was going to sleep with a man other than my husband then it should not become a let down. For all accounts sleeping with him had never been a let down for any women yet. So there was every chance that a delightful night awaited me.
Shiva loved conquering women and married women were especially his specialty. However, it was not so in my case. He didn’t seduce me, instead I chose him. I had met him several times when I had been along with my husband. Even in the presence of my husband his eyes would boldly strip my body. I could clearly see his lust for me in his eyes. Getting me to his bed was a challenge for him. He had tried to pursue me the few times we had met but since my husband was not a very particularly close friend to him the number of times we met were very few and that had thwarted his hopes. That is until I chose him.
“Wait dear boy, you are going to get what you dreamed of for so long,” I thought to myself.
I put a small red sticker bindi on my forehead and vermilion on the parting of my hair. I took out my mangalsutra chain and placed it outside my blouse and pallu. I was a picture of a typical Indian wife. Not that of a chaste looking one but that of a very attractive and sexy wife. Maybe it can even be said like a wife who is getting ready for the first night. In this case a first night with her lover not her husband. The look that would instantly cause a stirring in the loins of any red-blooded man and would make that man want to take that gorgeous creature to bed.
I went back to my cupboard and took out the black pair of high heels shoes I had bought. Those too were especially for today's occasion. When I walked with the heels on, the sexy movement of my hips and buttocks were more accentuated now. As I moved I thought, even when I am dressed normally Shiva would look at me with those longing eyes. Now that I am dressed to kill what is going to be his state. I walked back to the dressing table mirror for one final look. I was satisfied with what I saw. I recollected what Shiva had told me.
“I must clearly feel that another man’s wife has come to give herself to me. Only then I would really enjoy removing every bit of your clothes one by one from your gorgeous body. Kiss every exposed part as I remove your clothes knowing I am kissing the body that belongs to someone else and finally feast on the sexy body of not just another unknown man’s wife but here the wife of my friend. A beautiful sexy woman who had disturbed my peace for so many nights,” he had whispered to her on the phone.
My husband Mahesh was watching me while lying on the bed, with deep sorrow in his eyes. Yes, that’s right. My husband knows that I am going to sleep with my lover, his friend, in a short while. That did not mean he was sending me happily to enjoy myself. In fact, this was causing him great pain but he had no choice. There was a reason he was powerless to stop me. The reason for that happened two months ago to this day. It was not that he was a weak man incapable of satisfying his wife. He was a full-blooded man more than capable of satisfying any woman and that was the reason why this situation arose.
I walked out from the bathroom with a big towel wrapped around my body. The towel was tied up over my breasts so that only the start of my cleavage was visible. Even though the towel was wet it still did not stick on any other part of my body as it flowed over my corpulent breasts. It hung down up to about half way down my thighs so that my rounded smooth thighs were visible to whoever was lucky enough to be here. I walked to the dressing table nearby and stood in front of the long mirror there. My face was fresh, devoid of any makeup but I knew I was still lovely to look at. That was not arrogance, just a statement of fact. I have been told that many times by many people since my teens. I plugged the hairdryer on and started drying my wet hair. After ten minutes I was satisfied that it was sufficiently dry as my now slightly curly tresses beautifully framed my face. They fell loose around halfway down my back.
I sat down on the little stool in front of the dressing table. I reached in front and took a small bottle of maroon nail polish that was on the dressing table. As I crossed one leg over the other, one end of the towel fell open to the floor exposing almost the whole of my thigh. The other end was still stuck wetly to the other thigh and only my crossed legs hid my pussy from being exposed. I opened the bottle of nail polish and leaned forward. My breasts were large enough that they now they slightly rested on the top of my thigh. I applied the nail polish on my big toe nail and the second toe with the toe ring around it. I looked at my handiwork with dissatisfaction and immediately took a tissue and wiped off the wet nail polish from the toe nails.
“Hmm hum.. this is not right, your nails should flash brightly even in the dull light Swetha,” I murmured to myself.
I put aside the maroon bottle and took the bottle with the shinny silver nail polish. I started on the same two toes like before. This time I liked what I saw and I continued till I had applied to all the toes on that leg. I crossed my leg the other side and now the other end of the towel also fell open and now both my bare thighs were exposed. I quickly applied polish to the toes before starting on long nails on my fingers. I admired my own handiwork on my long, manicured nails.
“His body will definitely tremble in excitement when I caress it with these fingers,” I laughed to myself.
“What was his nick name again among his friends hmm yes BRS short for big rod Shiva. Well let’s see how he controls himself when these long slender fingers squeeze that ‘rod’. My soft lips automatically stretched in a small smile at these thoughts.
Some men with small bodies would have a large penis completely disproportionate to their body size while in some cases it would be other way around with big men and small or average penis size. I did not know this from experience, just gossip among women folks. Yes, we women talk just as much about men as they would about us. In Shiva’s case however if his reputation is true, his tool would be very appropriate for his five feet eleven inches frame. Not just his height but that body too. I waited for about two minutes to let the nail polish dry. Then took a large bowl and a flask I already had ready and went back to the bathroom. I filled up the bowl with water and opened the flask and poured out the ice cubes into the bowl. I dipped the fingers of both my hands into the cold water for around three minutes. When I too them out the polish was well set as droplets washed over smoothly over the shiny nail surface. I did the same for my toes, one leg at a time before walking back into the room leaving the bowl and flask in the bathroom. I can get it later. It was not important now. I went back once more to the dressing table and stood in front of the mirror looking at my reflection. My right hand slowly reached up to the left side of my body where the end of the towel was pushed in around the wrapped towel. I slowly pulled at it and let the towel fall to the ground. I looked at the young woman staring back at me on the mirror.
“Did this look like a body of woman who had given birth to a child?” I asked myself.
My already large breasts appeared a little bigger now than when I was an unmarried woman but I was happy to note there was no sag there yet. My stomach was quite firm and flat but for some slightly visible stretch marks but that can’t be helped. What I could do however was the great effort I had taken to maintain that figure. Yet motherhood had had it’s say. I had put on a slight bit of weight in spite of my best efforts but it only made me more voluptuous I was told. This body should attract any man but would it attract that BRS. Of course it would, I dismissed that thought straightaway. My eyes moved down from my stomach to my thighs. For my five feet six inches height they did look long and attractive. They were rounded and smooth without any hair on them. Caressing those soft, smooth flesh would be many men’s dream. It surely would have been Shiva’s too but it would soon become a reality only for him. My eyes moved to the spot where my thighs met. The hair absent from my legs were there in a v shape, not in abundance but in a thin carpet like covering, hiding the love treasure from being conspicuously clear to the naked eye. The dark contrast of that to my body made it more alluring to the eyes.
I opened my make up box and started applying make up to my face. After about ten minutes I looked at the results, My doe like eyes was made more attractive by the eye-shadow and kajal around it. My cheeks slightly reddened with blush and my soft slightly thick lips had an attractive coating of red lipstick elegantly applied. Knowing it would not last long on my lips I still had taken great care to apply it attractively. Only then it would mesmerizingly attract the opposite pair of lips towards it, in this case Shiva’s. My long thin nostrils flared slightly in excitement thinking about what I was soon going to embark on. Overall, not only a lovely face but a sexy face stared back at me. I walked naked, without any feeling of embarrassment to my cupboard. As I took each step my breasts would gently sway, my buttocks would move with the sway of my hips. If Shiva was here to see this what would have happened? Probably would have started leaking for him I laughed very softly, inaudibly.
I took out a matching set of red lacy panties and bra. Soon I was in full attire, a red chiffon sari covering my sleeveless gold blouse and the deep cleavage from sight. Yet it was transparent enough to give a hint of the beauty hidden there. My smooth bare arms were visible on one side. Would he want to kiss me there I wondered in anticipation. My sari was tied a few inches below the belly button. I walked up to the dressing table again and twirled my body this way and that way admiring my own effort in making myself attractive. On one side the curve of my bare waist and the smooth stomach was visible along with the hard thrust of my breast against the blouse. In the back a vast expanse of my flesh was visible covered only by a small stretch of cloth of my blouse. This was not my usual blouse but one made specifically for tonight’s use.
I was married when I was 24 and now at the age of 28, I am a mother to a one and half years old baby boy. This bit of maturity has given more elegance and oomph to my looks. I puckered my lips trying to look like a vamp as I admired myself. Those lips lucked very succulent. Surely Shiva’s lips would want to suck and chew on them. His would be the second pair of lips to do so after her husband, Mahesh. No one else had tasted them, not even during my school or college days. Another thought came to my mind and I blushed at the thought in spite of myself. These lips would soon wrap around another person’s cock. From all accounts one that was long and thick. From what I had heard from Shiva’s reputation, quite a few women’s lips had already done what I was soon about to do. Also, by the fact that those women would go back to him again and again confirmed that he also knew how to use the gift nature had given him. Therefore, I was unlikely to be disappointed tonight in bed. If I was going to sleep with a man other than my husband then it should not become a let down. For all accounts sleeping with him had never been a let down for any women yet. So there was every chance that a delightful night awaited me.
Shiva loved conquering women and married women were especially his specialty. However, it was not so in my case. He didn’t seduce me, instead I chose him. I had met him several times when I had been along with my husband. Even in the presence of my husband his eyes would boldly strip my body. I could clearly see his lust for me in his eyes. Getting me to his bed was a challenge for him. He had tried to pursue me the few times we had met but since my husband was not a very particularly close friend to him the number of times we met were very few and that had thwarted his hopes. That is until I chose him.
“Wait dear boy, you are going to get what you dreamed of for so long,” I thought to myself.
I put a small red sticker bindi on my forehead and vermilion on the parting of my hair. I took out my mangalsutra chain and placed it outside my blouse and pallu. I was a picture of a typical Indian wife. Not that of a chaste looking one but that of a very attractive and sexy wife. Maybe it can even be said like a wife who is getting ready for the first night. In this case a first night with her lover not her husband. The look that would instantly cause a stirring in the loins of any red-blooded man and would make that man want to take that gorgeous creature to bed.
I went back to my cupboard and took out the black pair of high heels shoes I had bought. Those too were especially for today's occasion. When I walked with the heels on, the sexy movement of my hips and buttocks were more accentuated now. As I moved I thought, even when I am dressed normally Shiva would look at me with those longing eyes. Now that I am dressed to kill what is going to be his state. I walked back to the dressing table mirror for one final look. I was satisfied with what I saw. I recollected what Shiva had told me.
“I must clearly feel that another man’s wife has come to give herself to me. Only then I would really enjoy removing every bit of your clothes one by one from your gorgeous body. Kiss every exposed part as I remove your clothes knowing I am kissing the body that belongs to someone else and finally feast on the sexy body of not just another unknown man’s wife but here the wife of my friend. A beautiful sexy woman who had disturbed my peace for so many nights,” he had whispered to her on the phone.
My husband Mahesh was watching me while lying on the bed, with deep sorrow in his eyes. Yes, that’s right. My husband knows that I am going to sleep with my lover, his friend, in a short while. That did not mean he was sending me happily to enjoy myself. In fact, this was causing him great pain but he had no choice. There was a reason he was powerless to stop me. The reason for that happened two months ago to this day. It was not that he was a weak man incapable of satisfying his wife. He was a full-blooded man more than capable of satisfying any woman and that was the reason why this situation arose.
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