Adultery my Affairs

[godofgoud]

 

I wanted to spend time with him. I loved him. I actually longed if he ended the relationship with Anjana and be my lover.

 

I told my parents that I have to meet a few friends in Cochin the next morning.

 

"I will be going to Cochin tomorrow to get our new TV. The sale ends tomorrow, " my father said.

 

"Maybe I can drop you," he added.

 

"No dad, don't bother. I will go by bus. I have to leave tomorrow morning."

 

"Ok. Call me when you are returning. Maybe I can pick you up on the way back," my dad offered.

 

"Ok, sure."

 

I went back to my room. I couldn't decide what to wear. Usually, I don't get this confused. I felt an urge to seduce Sri a bit. I wanted him to look into my cleavage. I wanted him to be excited but I don't want to be too loud also. Discretion was important.

 

I checked my entire wardrobe and tried one after another. Most of my dresses were ultra-conservative type and I couldn't find anything spicy. I was feeling so horny and I couldn't think of meeting him as usual.

 

Finally, I decided to modify one of my salwar a bit. I knew a bit of tailoring since my mother did a lot of such work. She used to stitch my dresses when I was a child. She had a 'Singer' sewing machine at home. She had taught me all the basics and I used to do minor shape corrections to my salwar.

 

I had a deep green cotton salwar with a conservative neckline. It was relatively loose and so, it didn't have buttons or a zipper. I opened up the salwar in the front midline and attached a zipper. I made a cloth loop in the uppermost part and fitted a softball button with a velvet top on the opposite side. So, when the zipper is pulled up, the ball button and velvet top will cover the top stop of the zipper so that it remains hidden.

 

I made the loop slightly big so that it may accidentally get slipped. Then I made two tucking stitch lines in the back to give it a figure-hugging look. I tried it on me and found it to have a good shape but still a bit loose. I advanced the tucking again and did a trial.

 

Wow. It looked great. It was sexy. Not only that it covered me like a second skin but also the tightness in the lower part of breast helped to keep the breasts as if in a push-up bra. There was no obvious cleavage but there was a slight shadowing in the valley in between, unlike the usual flat look.

 

The next day I left after breakfast. I wore a dupatta to cover myself well so that my mother won't notice it. I kept the dupatta spread out to make sure it covered everything.

 

I met Sri at the mall. He was a bit disappointed to see me all covered. He stood in the queue for tickets and I went to buy some chips from the stall. I went to the restroom and arranged my dupatta from spread out to one side hanging. That means I folded it and left it over one shoulder and left the neck absolutely free. After getting the snacks, I waited for him at the entrance of the theatre. When he had his eyes on me, I could see the sparkle in his eyes that was missing earlier.

 

We sat down in our seats. The seats were in the corner of the theatre except for one seat. There was one person sitting in the corner seat. Then we had our seats. This corner was diagonally opposite to the theatre entrance.

 

"Oh, bad luck. We didn't get the corner seat," Sri said desperately.

 

"It's okay. It doesn't matter, we are here for the movie," I said playfully.

 

We watched the movie till the interval. We had intervals in the middle of the movie in India which is meant for getting snacks and beverages. Even for Hollywood movies made without an interval, it will be inserted by the theatre people for advertisements and to improve sales in their cafeteria.

 

When the interval is announced, it usually takes a few seconds for the theatre lights to come up. I used this dark time window. I undid the ball button and unlocked the slider body of the zipper by turning the pull tab upwards. I carefully lowered the slider of the zipper about 3-4 cm and turned the zipper lock downwards before the lights were up.

 

I turned to Sri and told him, "We will get something more to munch. I feel hungry."

 

He smiled and agreed. I checked him through the corner of my eye to see if he noticed the results of my work. I was happy to find that he has registered it well.

 

I saw him ogling again and again. I looked down and checked if I was showing too much. I found that he was amused by the truth that the zipper is down a bit. Nothing much was visible except a faint hint of cleavage.

 

We were in the line and we had to wait pretty long to get our snacks. It was a multiplex and perhaps another show also had intervals simultaneously. We had a glass of Pepsi, coffee, popcorn, and nachos. The sales boy at the counter handed over Pepsi and popcorn and since both my hands were busy, I turned to Sri who was making the payment and asked to get the rest.

 

When I turned back, I found the sales boy looking straight at my boobs and calling out to his friend who was preparing coffee. He looked elsewhere when I noticed him.

 

Sri took the coffee and nachos and he also seemed to be extremely interested in my chest. I didn't look down at my chest so that I didn't want to make him feel caught. I wanted him to look but it should look candid and not like I was trying to seduce him.

 

We were walking back and heard a call.

 

"Hey Sri, how is the movie so far?"

 

We turned back to see Mithun, one of our classmates, standing there with a Pepsi.

 

"Hey Mithun, I didn't see you at the theatre?" Sri replied.

 

He was watching another movie. I didn't like Mithun much. He was a certified womanizer. I caught him looking at my breast multiple times. Luckily the bell that indicated the end of interval time rang and we were about to leave.

 

"Hey, let's take a selfie," he said and took his mobile and began to pause. We all looked at the screen and gave a smile. That's when I realized how much I showed. I felt as if I got a blow on my stomach when I saw myself in it. The zipper lock probably was not holding or might have given away as I tightened the breast part of the Kurti with the additional tucking I did. I saw the pull tab of the zipper almost at the lowest part of my cleavage, where the lower border of each breast starts to move apart.

 

It may not seem too much for the readers but nearly 10 years in the most conservative part of Kerala it was too bold a thing to do. I knew I couldn't do a thing as both my hands were occupied. But somehow, I adjusted the position and tried to hide part of the cleavage behind Sri so that I could save myself in the photo. Mithun looked desperate when I did so.

 

We entered the theatre and the lights were still on. Most of the onlooker's eyes were on my chest. I felt tense as well as excited. The lights were turned off by the time we reached our seats and I don't know what made me not correct my dress. I sat there and started having my popcorn.