Adultery An innocent girl manipulated by blacktigereyez

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The woman had to be shocked by the news, but she didn’t let it show. But I definitely could not hide my surprise and my mouth opened and remained like that

"Well, sameer," i said softly. "You might have let me know."
"I wanted it to be a surprise," he told me smoothly.
"Oh, I’m surprised," Mrs. Kochar said, fixing him with a steely glare. "Surprised and utterly unconvinced."

Despite her harsh words, Mrs. kochar stretched out a hand and took one of mine.
"Come sit with me, my dear," she said firmly. "I want to get to know you. And I want to hear every detail of your supposed love for my son."
I fixed my boss with a stare. He was totally at ease and looking at me with mock eyes. My heart began to race. I hadn’t been prepared for quite this hostile a reception and i looked to Sameer for a rescue. But he appeared to be enjoying my position. He was the one who had put me there but Luckily, he obliged.
"Later, Mother," he said, just as firmly as his mother had spoken. "Right now, I think dipti and I should lead the others in a dance."

i noted the look between the two of them and instinct tol me i was being thrust into an argument that had been going on long before I arrived. But there was no time for analysis, as sameer was taking me into his arms and i was immediately intoxicated by his clean male scent.
For a few minutes the rhythm of the music and the power of his body against mines threatened to send me reeling. But i regained my senses slowly, and as i did, i realized they were the only ones dancing, and that all the others had formed a circle around us and were staring intently.

"It’s almost all women," i whispered as i looked around the room. "Sameer, what is going on?" (well it was a start. This was the first time I had called him by us first name). well the situation certainly demanded it and I was not at all prepared for what was taking place all around me. this man had taken my by complete surprise and still he was keeping me in dark about his intentions.

We were surrounded by youn women aged between 22 to 27 and all were wearing expensive clothes and were looking breathtaking beautiful. Each and every one of them could have been a super model or a film actress.
"It’s a marriage mart," he told me with a grimace. "My mother’s idea. She’s brought in every eligible woman she could find — daughters of her friends, mostly. I was supposed to pick a bride from among them."
I stared up at him. "You’re not serious!"
He shrugged lightly, as though it was nothing really out of the ordinary. "I have certain responsibilities, according to my mother. One of them is to marry and procreate. Carry on the family name." His mouth twisted. "Something I have resisted for a good long time. She’s almost as disappointed in that as she is in the fact that I went into computers instead of medicine."
I let myself relax a little closer to him. "Partial to doctors, is she?"
"Definitely. I come from a long line of them."
"I see. So you’re a rebel."

"I prefer to see myself as an independent thinker." He gave me a quick smile. "But since I failed her there, she thinks I owe her a wife and family. And she is annoyingly proactive about it."
i finally understood. "So that is why we’re pretending…."
He quickly stopped my words with a kiss and locked my lips with his. I gasped.
"Quiet," he reminded me with a significant look. "The point about pretending is that you do it secretly."
Then his gaze dropped to my lips and his eyes darkened. "But to be convincing, we really ought to do more of that kissing," he murmured, and immediately followed through on the suggestion.

This was the pretending part, I reminded myself groggily, yet it was hard to keep that in mind when his mouth was so hot and his tongue was searching for a response from mine. The room faded and all i could concentrate on was the sense of him, so large, so strong, and so very delicious. Everything seemed to be spinning around me. I could not concentrate on anything but the man in front of me.
But all that came to an end as the music died away and those watching crowded closer. A tall, redheaded woman with a superior air was the first to speak.
"Is this true, sameer?" she demanded, stepping forward. "Are you really engaged?"
Samer dbangd an arm around my shoulders in a protective gesture. "It’s true, Shilpa. I’m finally spoken for."

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The woman had to be shocked by the news, but she didn’t let it show. But I definitely could not hide my surprise and my mouth opened and remained like that

"Well, sameer," i said softly. "You might have let me know."
"I wanted it to be a surprise," he told me smoothly.
"Oh, I’m surprised," Mrs. Kochar said, fixing him with a steely glare. "Surprised and utterly unconvinced."

Despite her harsh words, Mrs. kochar stretched out a hand and took one of mine.
"Come sit with me, my dear," she said firmly. "I want to get to know you. And I want to hear every detail of your supposed love for my son."
I fixed my boss with a stare. He was totally at ease and looking at me with mock eyes. My heart began to race. I hadn’t been prepared for quite this hostile a reception and i looked to Sameer for a rescue. But he appeared to be enjoying my position. He was the one who had put me there but Luckily, he obliged.
"Later, Mother," he said, just as firmly as his mother had spoken. "Right now, I think dipti and I should lead the others in a dance."

i noted the look between the two of them and instinct tol me i was being thrust into an argument that had been going on long before I arrived. But there was no time for analysis, as sameer was taking me into his arms and i was immediately intoxicated by his clean male scent.
For a few minutes the rhythm of the music and the power of his body against mines threatened to send me reeling. But i regained my senses slowly, and as i did, i realized they were the only ones dancing, and that all the others had formed a circle around us and were staring intently.

"It’s almost all women," i whispered as i looked around the room. "Sameer, what is going on?" (well it was a start. This was the first time I had called him by us first name). well the situation certainly demanded it and I was not at all prepared for what was taking place all around me. this man had taken my by complete surprise and still he was keeping me in dark about his intentions.

We were surrounded by youn women aged between 22 to 27 and all were wearing expensive clothes and were looking breathtaking beautiful. Each and every one of them could have been a super model or a film actress.
"It’s a marriage mart," he told me with a grimace. "My mother’s idea. She’s brought in every eligible woman she could find — daughters of her friends, mostly. I was supposed to pick a bride from among them."
I stared up at him. "You’re not serious!"
He shrugged lightly, as though it was nothing really out of the ordinary. "I have certain responsibilities, according to my mother. One of them is to marry and procreate. Carry on the family name." His mouth twisted. "Something I have resisted for a good long time. She’s almost as disappointed in that as she is in the fact that I went into computers instead of medicine."
I let myself relax a little closer to him. "Partial to doctors, is she?"
"Definitely. I come from a long line of them."
"I see. So you’re a rebel."

"I prefer to see myself as an independent thinker." He gave me a quick smile. "But since I failed her there, she thinks I owe her a wife and family. And she is annoyingly proactive about it."
i finally understood. "So that is why we’re pretending…."
He quickly stopped my words with a kiss and locked my lips with his. I gasped.
"Quiet," he reminded me with a significant look. "The point about pretending is that you do it secretly."
Then his gaze dropped to my lips and his eyes darkened. "But to be convincing, we really ought to do more of that kissing," he murmured, and immediately followed through on the suggestion.

This was the pretending part, I reminded myself groggily, yet it was hard to keep that in mind when his mouth was so hot and his tongue was searching for a response from mine. The room faded and all i could concentrate on was the sense of him, so large, so strong, and so very delicious. Everything seemed to be spinning around me. I could not concentrate on anything but the man in front of me.
But all that came to an end as the music died away and those watching crowded closer. A tall, redheaded woman with a superior air was the first to speak.
"Is this true, sameer?" she demanded, stepping forward. "Are you really engaged?"
Samer dbangd an arm around my shoulders in a protective gesture. "It’s true, Shilpa. I’m finally spoken for."

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The woman was furious. "I flew all the way out here from Boston for nothing!"
"You poor dear. Your arms must be killing you." A pretty woman in scarlet joined them, giving sameer a grin and the complaining woman an arch look. "And you really ought to go wash those bugs off your teeth, shilpa. Such an ugly sight." She pretended to shudder, but all the time she was looking me up and down.
The woman named shilpa retreated, outraged, but the newcomer stayed, offering her hand.
"Hi. I’m sapna. And I must say, you look almost as good in my dress as I do."

Your dress?" i turned to sameer in alarm, but he was smiling at the woman named sapna with obvious affection. "Meet my kid sister, dipti," he said. "Sorry about the dress, sapna. It was an emergency situation. I shanghaied her to come to this party and she didn’t have time to go home and change."
"You mean, this is your sister’s dress?" i was finally getting the picture.
sapna laughed, reading my mind. "You thought it belonged to one of his old girlfriends, didn’t you? It’s mine. I keep a few items of clothing at his office for the times I’m in town and need a quick change." She patted my arm. "Don’t worry, Dipti. His reputation as a womanizer is highly overrated. I’ve seen him home with a book to keep him warm many a night and…"
"sapna is quite a little storyteller," sameer interrupted, taking my arm and maneuvering me away from his sister. "Which reminds me. It’s about time to tell some stories to my mother."
"Do I have to?" I dreaded this. "We really didn’t plan anything and..."
"Just tell her the truth," he said.

Me : The truth?? not sure what he meant by that. "That you intervied me last week and we fell madly in love?" i asked helplessly.
His crystal-blue eyes were hard to read. "Is that the truth?"
i hesitated, not sure if he was mocking her, or just teasing. But it was too late to find out. He was presenting me to his mother again.
"Tell me, my dear," Mrs. Kocahr said as she patted the seat next to where she was sitting signaling for me to sit beside her. "Who are your people?"
i blinked as I said. "Well, I’m from Chandigarh, if that’s what you mean."
i heard Sameet stifle a laugh and knew Ive made a faux pas. But Mrs. Kochar went on calmly. "No, dear. I’m asking about your family. Your parents. Your grandparents."

"She grew up in a chandigar," sameer began in a tremulous voice. "Her father works in the electricity board
"My son is quite the comedian," the older woman said tartly. "But I’m sure he will remember his manners soon and let you speak for yourself."
"My father is an electrician," i said quickly, giving sameer a look. "And my mother is a housewife.
"I see," Mrs. Kocahr was saying, looking slightly stunned. "And where did you attend college?"
"Oh, chandigarh govt college, of course. I got a degree in computers there."
"govt college," she echoed faintly, making it sound like something she’d found wrapped in greasy newspapers

"Mother prefers the Ivy Leagues," Sameer said, his mouth thin with barely suppressed annoyance. "Or something small and north eastern in the liberal arts." "sameer!" his mother said warningly.
"In fact, I believe your maid’s daughter is going to govt college, isn’t she?" he asked. "I hope she turns out as well as dipti has."
Looking from one to another of these two, i had a sudden flash of insight. Obviously, he had spent a lifetime warding off his mother’s clumsy attempts to take charge of his life. And after the way Mrs. kochar had treated her, ordinarily I might have felt resentment and gone completely to his side. But looking at the man who’d brought me here,I saw frustration and annoyance, and an underlying sense of guilt that complicated matters.
Acting on impulse, I took her hand.
"Mrs.Kochar, please don’t be upset about this," i told her earnestly. "Our engagement is very new and we are going to need some time to decide if it will stick. Please don’t consider this as a sure thing at this time. Anything could happen."

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Oh, dear. Now i’d done it. i looked at sameer, then his mother, expecting them both to be angry. But sameer was looking baffled and his mother was staring at me as though she weren’t quite sure if I was sane or not. Had i blown the whole charade?

I saw his mothers eyes widen at my comment. She thought for sometime and then she stood up. Well Sameer this party did not go exactly as I had planned for you. Any ways you two enjoy yourselves now but I have to leave now. Im feeling very tired now. I’ll send these ladies away so the two of you can have some privacy. Enjoy the dinner and the drinks.

And then turning towards me her mother said we will meet again. I’ll forward to it.
I was alarmed hearing this and my eyes became wide. Same just smiled and winked at me. then his mother disappeared and we were left alone.
Sameer held my hand tole me come one lets have something. Now that the vultures are gone let us enjoy this evening.
Me: Sameer what is all this (I liked calling him Sameer, atleast today I had the right to call him by his name) bcos I was his saviour tonite.
Sameer: don’t worry you did good today. Tmrw after the dinner I’ll find a way to clear you out of this mess. Don’t worry. Till such time lets just pretend that we are lovers and by saying this he moved his arms around my shoulders and his fingers were on my naked flest.

I shuddred at his touch. There was something in the way he touched becos every time we made physical contact a certain current passed between our bodies. His touch was very special. It conveyed so many messages to me. it was not jus a normal touch. It was like a caress. As if hes hand is making love to my shoulder. There was different feel to his touch. And I loved it. But I should not like it. I’m already committed to someone else. Pretending in front of his mother was ok now what was the need to pretend.

This club is owned by mother he said as if reading my thoughts and without warning he cupped my breasts in his hands. And gave me a kiss again. This time I also joined in the act of kissing and I kissed him back. He gave me a tight squeeze on my breasts and just when I wanted more out of his kiss he left me and withdrew his face from me. he gestured over his shoulder and told me that the waiter coming towards us was his mothers favourite.

He ordered wine for us and fish fingers and some light snacks. I was totally under his spell. In his company the time just went by and without knowing I was on my 3rd glass of wine while going through my meal. He was an amazing talker and he spoke about so many things. He was very knowledgeable. The dinner got over quicker than I wanted to and we both were in his car on our way back.
“do you think in the end your mother believed it?" I asked him.
"It doesn’t really matter. I think she’s finally starting to accept the fact that I’m not marrying anyone, especially not someone she pushes at me."
I was quiet for a moment, then said softly, "She loves you, you know."
He glanced at mee. "Of course she loves me. That’s just the problem."
"Be kind to her." "You’re lucky you have such a caring mother."
He didn’t answer, but he did insist on accompanying me to my door. As we waited for the elevator to arrive, i turned to him and smiled.

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"I just want to thank you for this evening." I finaly said.
"Thank me?" His face looked so lovely in the dim light, i found hims staring at my cleavege, as if trying to fix a copy of their picture in his mind forever.
"Yes." . "I actually had a lovely time, despite all the ups and downs. It’s been so long…." my voice trailed off and my grin faded.
He caught the note of pain in my voice and looked at me curiously. "I assume you’re missing yr husband a lot," he said casually. "Are you dating anyone special?"
"I’m not dating anyone at all,"I said firmly, my chin high. "And I don’t plan to. I gave all that up a long time ago. Now I belong to my husband"
Turning toward me he couldn’t resist touching my cheek. "do you, Dipti?" he asked softly, searching my eyes. "What happened, why did you close all the doors so soon?"
i lowered my gaze, avoiding his scrutiny. "That was a long time ago. It’s irrelevant now."
He frowned, probably wondering why he felt such a strong, irrational desire to get her. The impulse was ridiculous. I wasn’t his. And the elevator had arrived.

"I’m glad you had a good time," he told me as he escorted me aboard. "Even though I had to blackmail you into going with me."
i laughed, mood changing like a summer day. i led him off and into a hallway. "Here’s my apartment."
"I guess this is it." His smile was lopsided. "Shortest engagement on record."
The urge to kiss him grew in my chest and he must have felt the same as started toward me, hungry for another taste of my warmth. Suddenly I thought of my neighbour uday and I shivered and something in the look on my face, some fear, some warning stopped him.
Looking away, i quickly fumbled for my key and fit it into the door.
"Well, good night," i said brightly, gave him one last smile, and disappeared into my apartment.
He stood staring at the door, uttered a low oath, and finally entered my flat.
“just for the record we are still engaged tonite are we not”.

I turned back toward in surprise but before I could open my mouth in reply he just grabbed me and lip locked me. this time it was a fierce kiss as if he’s trying to punish me. chewing my lips biting them. Demanding a kiss not taking it. He pushed me against the wall and leant on me. I could feel his arousal the sudden growing of his tool. He brushed his hips against mine and I let out a sigh of relief. I kissed him back as openly and as shamelessly as if I was also desperate for it and I actually was. i hugged him back tightly and wrapped my arms around him in surrender. I pressed my pelvis against his rock hard penis and he felt my need as he inserted his hands between our bodies to fondle my breasts. He was hungry for me and I was hungry for him. our kiss lasted for some time we kept on licking each others tongue, he lowered my dress and pulled out my breast and started squeezing with my nipple but never letting go of my lips.

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he was brushing his cock very hard on my pussy now as if he is fucking me in the standing position and I also started moving my hips in the rhythm with his strokes. I tried to pull away from him to try to tell him to make it till the bedroom but he did not give me a chance to either pull away or utter a word. His lips never left mine and kept on sucking the juices out of tongue and his fingers doing magic on my already erect nipple. With his other hand he lifted my dress from behind and started stroking my ass pulling it more and more on him. I tried to insert my hands between our body to open his zip and pull out his lund as I was quite desperate to get fucked now and by this man only but then suddenly he pulled away from me leaving me hot and breathless.

I looked at him there was passion in his eyes and then without uttering a word he left my flat leaving me staring after him. I stood there just like a statue for sometime he had closed the door while going. Another 5/10 mins passed like this. I took off my sandals and stood in front of the mirron observing myself. My lips had swollen becos of the punishment they had just received at the hands of Sameer. My left breast was out of my dress and my nipples were swollen. My cheeks red with shame, wine and what not.

Then my door bell rang. Sameer had decided to come back I ran towards the door. Happy like a teenager girl and opened the door. My neighbour sharma was standing in front me. he was holding a bag in his hands. He was the last person I was expecting at this time. He was just sating at me and then I realized that my breast is out and I hurriedly inserted it back inside my dress but the damage was done. He had seen what he wanted to (he had seen and done enough already). I stammers “Mr sharma, how come you at this time?”.

Uday: dipti ji your left your clothes last night I just came to return them. In fact I had come 2/3 times but u were not home. just now I heard some noice so I came over.
I was wondering how much noise had he heard. Should I invite him in. will he behave nicely today. It was quite late and it will send him a wrong signal so I just took the bag from his hands and quickly added. Tks a lot for all I did and sorry for last night I wasn’t quite myself and without bothering to hear his reply I closed the door shut.

My heart was beating so fast as if I had just been in a race trace. It had been another eventul day so I went to sleep as I was feeling damn tired.

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The next day i got up early. I was debating what to wear. Today I was unable to decide what to wear and finally I decided to wear a saree. I was desperate not to give an impression to Sameer that I love dressing up for him. I purposely put sindoor in my maang to remind him that I don’t belong to him and he should learn to stay away from me. I packed the dress which he had given me and decided to dump it in the laundry on the way to office.


I reached office and to my surprise the boss was already in the office. I had not prepared myself to face him so early in the morning and I was relying on his usual routine on coming late but it appears that these days everything was going unexpected way with me. finay the buzzer went away and with beating heart I gathered myself to face him. ramlal was sitting on the stool outside unable to look at me. I entered the boss’s cabin.

"Hi," he said, looking down into my green eyes and holding out his hand.
"Hi," i said back, shaking his hand. "Oh, I dropped the dress at the cleaners on the first floor. Here's the claim ticket for it."
He pocketed it and looked around in the office. “so do you want to talk about yesterday”.
Me: “I thought that was over”
He: “sort of, but you never know”
Me: what is that supposed to mean”
He: “I mean that it may not be entirely over and you may have to play that part from time to time. That’s what I mean” he was teasing me again. There was that naughty look again in his eyes. And god when will he stop looking so handsome. Everytime I lfted my face to look at him I found it hard to take my eyes away from him. it was like as if they stopped at his face and refused my command to lower them down.

Me: “oh so you mean there is going to be another blackmail coming soon, this time what will be your excuse”
He: “I don’t think I have to blackmail you any more, don’t you enjoy acting”
Me: “I don’t mind acting but only if I don’t have to pay a price for it like last night. Has your heart ever been touched in any meaningful way?" i asked him softly.
His mouth hardened and so did his gaze. "Sure."
I searched in the shadows of his blue eyes. "I don't believe you."
His own hand covered mine, lacing fingers. "Then I'll prove it to you," he said huskily, and he leaned toward me again.
This time i couldn't move. Frozen to the spot, i closed my eyes and felt his mouth come down on mine, felt my own lips part to accept him, felt him slide inside me, felt the urge to melt against him, hold him close, hold him dear.

But it was all a sham and i knew it. Balling my hands into fists, i shoved hard and pulled herself away from him.
"That's not your heart," I said a bit breathlessly, staring up into his dark face. "That's your libido." i licked my lips, trying to deny my own reaction to his seduction but my hands were trembling. "Besides, the blackmailing period is over," I insisted. "I don't have to pretend to love you anymore. And you don't have to pretend to love me."
our gazes met and locked but in seconds, the spell was broken. The door swung open and her sister streamed into the room.
"Oh, there they are!" she called out. “looks like you are already inseparable. So have you set the date yet?”
Sameer: “ we were thinking june actually
Sapna: looking at me “ so what do you say bhabi”

I was in an awkward situation not knowing what to say. It was like a nightmare which was never ending and I was going deeper and deeper into it. I looked at Sameer for some clue but he was totally at ease and was having a good time with his kid sister.
Sapna: by the way mom is throwing a party at the farm this weekend and she expects both of you to come to the party and spend the night at the farm to carry on the family tradition.
Me: “what?????”
Sameer: covering up immediately. “oh she means yes. Don’t you honey”.
Me: what? Oh ummm I mean this Saturday? Ummm actually”
Sameer: actually she wanted to go with me to goa this Saturday but tell mom not to worry we will postpone our goa trip for next week. Cos we have our whole life in front of us don’t we honey” saying that he winked me as if daring me to spill the beans and call his bluff.

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I stared at him dumb faced. This guy was impossible. I could not find anything to say.
Sapna: “By the way were you two fighting cos I can see all red on my bhabi’s face”.
Sameer: “yeah shes always fighting with me. but don’t worry once I tame her then it will be the other way round. And sapna by the way she’s still working in this office as my secretary so pls keep this marriage business to yrself for the time being and don’t spread the news in the office.
Sapna: “it doest make any sense to me. anyways have it your way I just came to tell you about moms plans. And by the way I need to go shopping I need some money. Can I ask gawde.
Sameer: “ok no problem, tell him I have authorized it. In case you are going to the shopping mall take him with you he may be able to get you some discounts.”

After her sister left us I looked at my boss and gave him the look.
He hesitated, looking just a little sheepish. "Well, actually…one of the reasons I was looking for you was to ask if you would mind carrying on this pretense a little longer."
So it was ask now. No more blackmailing? i looked at him quizzically. "Why?"
"Well, you see…" He coughed awkwardly. "My father heard about it and he's coming to town just to meet you."
"Your father?" From what i'd heard Mr. kochar was more likely to be on a jet flying to an international medical symposium or advising foreign governments on how to manage their health care than to be in Delhi with his family.

"My mother is planning a dinner party coming Saturday night to introduce you to him, and to the rest of our family." His smile was engaging, as usual. "Will you come?"
i shook her head, the push and pull of wishes and fears tearing apart my confidence. I was getting dangerously attracted to this man. The longer we stayed together, the harder it was going to be when we had to part at last.
"sameer, what's the point?" i asked him worriedly, u know very well that I’m married

Sameer: “I know very well, how can I forget. Everytime I look at you the sindoor in yr maang reminds of the very fact that you are married, thankfully my sis did not notice. You will have to stop putting sindoor now for some time. Pls try to understand that Im just trying to get away from my parents as they are hell bent on getting me married. Cant you save your boss from this trouble. You are my personnel secretarty. You are already like my wife. You should take care of all my need and I will take care of all your needs”
He looked at me and scratched his head in an uncharacteristic way. "I don't know," he said, and his sincerity was obvious. His dark eyes softened with something that looked an awful lot like affection. "But I want you there. And it's making everyone so damn happy."

"Including you?" i asked softly, more in wonder than in exasperation. (I should keep my emotions under control) obviously he was just using me for his own advantage I should not show him that he disturbs me emotionally.
He nodded slowly, looking puzzled, as though he couldn't figure it out himself.
i was going. Of course i was going. What else could i do?
Oh, stop playing the tragic heroine, a voice inside me chided. You know you want to go. You know you want to be with him every minute you can, so stop denying yr self.
And that was true. Still, i knew I ought to be resisting all of this.
i was falling in love again. Falling in love with a playboy who didn't know what love meant. How crazy was that? And what about my husband?? I remember ramlal telling me about Sameer and his father how different were they in their ideas but both were notorious playboys.

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Just then I heard Sameer addressing me “by the way we will now have to think about your costume cos to please my father you will have to look presentable to him which will be quite a hell of a job”.

Me “I thought that your father was supposed to not like me, cos you want to avoid marriage? Is there a catch here?”
Sameer “no, no don’t worry I want him to like you but then he will stop pestering me to marry knowing that finally I’ve found some one to settle down with so I can buy myself some more time. Ok?”

I simply nodded at the same time wondering what kind of dress should I be wearing to get the approval of his father whom I had never met in my life and who obviously was from a very high class family.
Sameer “I have a friend u see, he’s a clothes designer and he makes designer clothes for models and actors, maybe I can request him to design something awsesome for you on urgent basis but then that would mean that you may have to adjust to his timings as hes very busy otherwise designing clothers for the big shots. Let me get in touch with him and I will let you know”
Since I had no say in the matter I just nodded and left his cabin. I went out and sat on my desk. Ramlal who upto this moment was not having enough courage to face me came to me with bowed head and without looking in my eyes aske me “madame kya aap ke liye kuch le ke aaoun garam ya thanda”.

I said “haan sirf chai aur voh bhi jaldi”. He left without looking at me. after a while my intercom buzzed it was sameeer.
I entered his cabin “Hey I managed to convince my friend to design something for you. But since the party is day after tomorrow he’s requested me to drop you off to his place this evening. He will see you today evening after he finishes his usual routine work. I will take send you a car today at 9 pm to yr flat and from there you can go to his place and get this done.

I nodded.
Sameer: “and pls for god sake whatever happens do not offend this guy as he does not stitch clothes for ordinary people otherwise. Hes just doing me a favour so if you find this guy bit irritating of too hifi then pls bear him for my sake as he knows his job better than anyone in this field and I’m sure he will make you look like a super model. Ok? Now promise me that you will not show him your temper

Me: don’t worry Sameer, if this party is so important for you then i’ll do anything not to spoil it. But then how will drop me back?
Sameer: don’t worry my drive will remain outside no matter how late it becomes
Me: late?
Sameer: well since the party is only day after tmrw he will try to finish yr dress tonite itself and may require you to stay back for some more time so that you can give him a trial also as it will be difficult for me to trace me again tomorrow as this guy is really hard to locate cause he’s so busy.

Me: ok I’ll do it for you Sameer. (And I meant it).
Sameer told me to take the day off and told me to take his car and go to a beauty parlour (all expenses paid by the boss) and start getting ready for the party and the car will remain with me till tmrw mrng. So I went to the parlour where the drive took me. obviously they were briefed about my arrival before hand only as I was given a royal treatment and they did thorogh job on me waxing, threading, facial, manicure and pedicure and everything. Before leaving the parlour when I had a look at myself in the mirror I was surprised to note that my complextion was looking even more fair and I was really looking very lovely. I wanted to take a picture of myself and send to my hubby right at this moment so that he will come back for me. (I also wanted Sameer to see me right now,) god!!!! why is it that when ever I think of my husband now smaeer’s thought comes along?

I had a light dinner in a restaurant alone and told the drive to take me to the designers house. His name was hendrick claude. He lived in a posh area in delhi and had a big bunglaw. I was wearing a blue coloured cotton saree and once the car stopped in the drive way I walked up the steps and rang the bell. It was 9:30 pm and I was already half an hour late. The driver drove his car so slowly on the way to the designers bunglaw that I felt maybe hes deliberately trying to go slow as I felt him looking at me time and again through the rear view mirror. My heart beats had increased while I was waiting for the door to be opened. I felt the cool night breeze on my back and It made me shiver.

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The door was opened by a man who was in mid thirties. He had long hair and a glass of whisky in hand. He opened the door and stood aside to observe me. his lips formed a circle as if hes about to whistle and he looked me up from the toe to the head his eyes stopping at my curves making me feel nervous and finally his eyes rested on my face. I was staning on his door steps and he took his time observing me for sometime and finally making way for me to step inside his bunglaw. There were paitntings on the wall all around me which obviously looked very expensive. Few paintings for of young girls half dressed in very erotic poses.

He gave me his hand and introduced himself “I’m hendrick claude, sameers best friend. Well I gotta say Sameer’s choice is really good. If he had not found you first then I would have surely proposed you right now. you have a lovely figure. Im sure u can become a very good model, and trust me I don’t say this to every girl I see. You have the right curves”. He was wearing a gown which was upto his knees.
I was very glad to hear such comments form such a popular designer. I was not sure as to what I’m supposed to do now. claude handed me a glass of wine and told me to loosen up while he goes and prepares the trial rooms where we were supposed to start. I sat on the couch started sipping the wine while claude disappeared out of sight. By the time I finished drinking my wine glass he appeared again and told me that he has to just design something for an actress so he excused himself for 10/15 mins and refilled my glass and went off again.

I sat alone on the couch watching tv and since I had nothing to do I kept sipping the wine and by the time hendrick finally came back I had downed 3 glasses of wine. Claude came to me he was also drinking continuously as everytime I saw him his glass was more than half filled.

Cluade: we will go upstairs, pls follow me dipti ji. My feet were slightly unsteady as the wine had slowly started its effect on me but I was still very much in my senses.
We entered the room. It was a huge room with lot of space and couch on one end and a huge bed in the middle. Claude dimmed the lights and came towards me.
Claude: Ok dipti ji before we start measuring you, pls tell me have you ever attended a party at Kochar’s mansion before or is this yr first?
Me: no this is my first
Claude: well let me tell you then, the place where you are going you will be expected to see all the top shorts of this town and even people from abroad who are working with sameers father and they will all be wearing very expensive and designer clothes. So since you are sameers future fiancée your dress needs to be an absolute stunner and bold. i want all the people attending the party to just stare at you and get stunned by yr looks.

Me: par maine kabhi bhi bold dresses nahi pehni hai.
Claude: don’t worry madame. First time sabko ajeeb lagta hai. joh dress main apke liye banana ja raha hoon voh sirf dress nahi hai. the dress that I’m going to make for you will cling to your body like a second skin. Yeh dress apke shareer se aise lipta rahega jaise ki aapka hi ek hissa ho. Aur appke shareer ke ek ek curve ko ache se dikhayega. Jise dekh ke dekhne vale ki aankhein dang reh jaaye.
I was shocked listening to this guy. Iske baatein sun ke meri saanse tej ho gayi thi. Claude mere karee aa ke khada ho gaya. aur mere kareeb aa ke mere kaan mein kaha “Sameer to aapko dekh ke hi pagal ho jaayega aur aapko le ke bistar pe jane ke liye tadap uthega”. Maine kabhi use itna excited nahi dekha jitna excited voh aapko le ke hua hai aur usne mujh se aapke liye bahut khaas dress design karne ko kaha hai”.
Claude ki baatein sun ke main bahut khush ho gayi. kya sach mein Sameer bhi mere bare mein sochta hai. kya voh mujeh pasand karta hai. Sameer ke liye is tarah se sajna ki mujhe dekh ke voh bistar pe sone ko bekaraar ho jaaye yeh baat sochte his mere man mein ek ajeeb si gudgudi ho gayi.

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Claude ne apni drink table pe rakh di aur mere paas aa ke khada ho gaya. usne meri saree ka pallu haath mein le ke neeche ko girane ki koshish ki par main hamesha apne saree ke pallu ko pins laga ke rakthi hoon. Maine apni saree ke pallu ke pins nikal ke uske hawale kar diye aur seena uski aur kar ke khadi ho gayi. claude ne mera pallu neeche gira diya aur meri chest ki aur dekhne laga. Meri saanse tez ho chali thi.
Claude: aapne apna blouse to bahut upar tak silwa ke rakha hai. joh dress hum banana jaa rahe hai voh dress apke shareer ko jitna chupayegi utna hi dikhaayegi bhi. Mujhe aapka cleavage dekhna hai taki main uske hisaab se aapki dress design kar skun.

Yeh sun ke main sharam ke maare laal ho gayi aur maine apni aankhein neeche zameen mein gadha di. Claude ne aage badh ke meri blouse ka ek button khol diya aur mere blouse ko apne haathon se spreak kar diya taki merei cleavage ko dekh sake. Par yeh vala blouse bahut upar tak stich kiya hua tha aur kam se kam 2/3 button khole bina mere breasts khul ke bahar nahi aane vale the. Clause ne ache se meri chati ko nihara aur jab use laga ki yeh kafi nahi hai to usne apna haath meri blouse ke andar daala aur thodi si skin ko bahar ki aur nikalne laga. Uske haathon ka sparsh apne shareer ke itne sensitive area pe paa ke main thodi uncomfortable hone lagi. I knew that this guy is very professional in his work but he was ultimately touching me in a very sensitive area that too in his own bedroom. i felt sensation on my skin and I shuddred at his touch. Claude opened another two buttons as he was not satisfied with what was visible to him aur ab mera blouse almost utar chukka tha. sirf 2 button aur reh gaye the khulne le liye. Maine red colour ki bra pehni thi aur ab mere mamme ek dum saaf nazar aa rahte the. Claude mere mammon ko ghoorate hue apne hoth gol kar ke jaise whistle karne vala ho aise pose main kahda hua unhe ghoor raha tha.

Claude: aapko to main aisi dress bana ke doonga ki party mein har aadmi aapke ke bare mein soch ke raat ko apni apni biwion ko tang karenge.
Uske mooh se aisi aisi baatein sun ke mere man mein uttejana paida hone lagi thi. “dipti ji aapko apna blouse nikalna padega. Kyonki joh dress main aake liye banae jaa raha hoon voh ek backless dress hogi and uspe blouse nahi pehen sakte” aur yeh kehte hi usne meri blouse ke aakhri do button khol diye. Meri blouse ke button kholte hue uske haathon ki ungliya meri breasts ko sparsh kar rahe the aur mujhe halka halka aanand aa raha tha.maine apni aanhkein dheere se moond li thi. Ab claude ne apne haathon se mere blouse ko meri baahon se neeche utarne laga aur aisa karte hue uske chest meri breasts to tik gayi thi. Aisa lag raha tha jaise ki mera koi lover mere kapde nikaal raha ho aur jaise ki hum dono kuch der mein is maha bed pe let ke sex karne vale ho. Mere man mein ajeeb ajeeb se khayal aa rahe to aur itni hi der mein meri blouse puri tarah se utar chuki thi aur claude no meri blouse ko utha ke ek kone me faink diya.

I had never wore a backless dress in my life and I was quite willing to wear one especially in front of so many rich people. But there was only one question which was bothering me and which I dare not ask this guy so I just decied to keep quite as I was sure that I will find out the answer to my question in a short while.
Meri blouse ko utar ke claude was staring at my breasts. Making me feel very helpless. Mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha ki main kaha dekhoon. Agar main uski aankh mein dekhti to mujhe aisa feel hota jaise ki voh apni aankhon ke jariye mujhe batana chahta hai ki is time voh kya mehsoos kar raha hai aur kya karna chahta hai. mere man bhi kuch ajeeb ajeeb se khayal aa rahe the isliye main bhi use koi galat signal nahi dena chahti thi isliye main sharam ke mare neeche zameen ko dekh rahi thi.

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Claude: aapke blouse ka size 34 hai” I was shocked to hear this. How could he judge the size of my breasts exactly without measuring me with a tape. Maine bina sir uthaye haan mein sir hila diya.

Claude: we will choose blazing red colour as red is the symbol of sex and red colour will look very very sexy on you. Aapki skin itni white hai aur aapki white skin pe laal reang ki silk ki dress bahut achi aur sexy lagegi. Mujhe dekhte dekhte voh mere peeche aa gaya aur meri back ko dekhne laga. “mujhe apki saree nikalni padegi” is se pehle ki main kuch keh pati claude ne meri saree ke falls nikalne shuru kar diye. Uski ungliya meri kamar pe touch hone lagi aur usne mujhe ghuma ke meri saree ko nikalna shuru kar diya. Ab main sifr bra aur peti coat mein uske saamen khadi thi.

Mr. claude. “mujhe apaki thighs dekhni hai”, kya apne waxing karvai hai”
Me: haan aaj hi karvai hai unhone ne”
Claude “Sameer legs aur thighs ka deewanan hai, tumhari waxing karvaye bina kaise rehta voh”. Joh dress main aapke liye design karne vala hoon voh dress apki thighs ke done taraf se kati hogi. Andar se bhi aur bahar se bhi. Matlab ki apka har step jo aap logi aapki legs ko aapki thighs tak dikhaayega.
Me: “itna exposure? Na baba na”
Claude: dipti ji aapne mujhe samajh kya rakha hai. maine priyanka chopda jaisi actress ki portfolios banayi hai aur voh bhi jab voh struggling actress thi. The industry still respects my eye. Maine ek baar jis ladki ko dekh liya use dekhte se hi main samajh jata hoon ki un pe kya jachne vala hai. aap yakeen rakhiye ki party mein ek baar aap dance floor pe aa jaayegi to apke har step ke saath apki legs ka joh andar aur bahar ko bhag dikhega use dekh ke party ka har ek aadmi sirf aapke saath ek dance karne ko mar mitega. Aur jitni baar aap jhukengi aapki ass cheeks logo ko pagal bana degi. Us party mein apse sundar aur sexy koi nahi dikkhega yeh meri guarantee hai.

Claude ki baat sun ke maine khud ko aisi dress mein imagine kiya aur sharam ke mare main pani pani ho gayi. Sameer ko apni aur is tarah dekhte paa ke mere upar kya gujaregi yeh soch soch ke main laal ho gayi aur kya use is tarah se uksana theek hoga? Iska nateeja kya hoga?
Main yeh sab soch rahi thi ki claude ne meri peti coal ka nada khol ke meri peti coat ko mere shareer se nikaal ke alag kar diya
Me: “yeh kya kiya aapne”. Main ab sirf apni bra aur panty mein khadi thi.
Claude ne jaise meri baat suni hi nahi ho. Voh to bus meri jhaango aur meri legs ko nihaar raha tha. “its so beautiful”. U r gorgeous, mind blowing”. Usne apne haath meri laaton pe halke se fere “so smooth like silk”. Mere pure badan mein uske touch se kampkampi si daudne lagi.

Maine ghadi ki aur dekha raat ke 11 baj chale they aur main ek anjaan aadmi ke ghar mein sirf bra aur panty mein khadi use apne ango se khilwaad karne de rahi thi sirf us kamine Sameer ke liye. How I hate that handsome bugger. I wanted to kill Sameer right at this moment. Couldn’t he be here himself. Was he too busy or what not able to spare time for me leaving me un attended. Huh why should I care for him either.
Ooooooohhhhhhh claude ka haath ab meri thighs ke paas jaa raha tha aur voh meri thighs ke andruni hisse ko feel karta hua meri panty ke paas pahunch gaya tha. usne meri choot ke upar se (panty ke upar se) haath fera aur maine na chahte hue uske shoulders pe apne haath rakh diye. Mujh se raha nahi gaya aur maine apni taangein khud spread kar di. His touch was so soothing so relaxing. This guy was so good. Usne meri choot ke upar halke se haath ghumane ke baad apna haath guhma ke meri kamar se hote hue meri ass cheeks per rakkh diya and in the process uska face meri navel ko touch karne laga. Mere pet pe uske mooh ki garam garam saanse and he was fondling my ass cheeks at the same time giving me a very nice and erotic feeling. I couldn’t control myself and swayed my hips in rhythum.
Claude: yr waist is 26 he said and got up.

This guy was amazing. Does he not require a tape to measure the womens curve and yr hips are 34. “Thats about a perfect figure u got madame. The ones that the ramps are waiting for. Sameer is so lucky to have you this Saturday all to himself”
What does he mean by this?

I was slightly unmindful, but realized that claude had moved to my backside and was checking something, which I was not able to see. Some moments passed. There was silence in the room and he was also not touching my blouse and that made me in effect more uneasy. I wondered what was he doing!

I was in a doubt whether to look back to see what he was doing. I was standing with my back to him with my legs spread just a little. He must be having a clear view of my spotless back as there was no blouse obstruction. Suddenly I felt his fingers touching my skin and gently stretching the back of my bra. I nearly quivered at his sudden touch. he clearly understood that.

claude: What happened Madam?

Me: No, no. Nothing.

I flushed as I was caught.

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claude: well the dress that im about to design for you is going to be a back less dress so there is no question of you wearing a bra. Hence I’m afraid we will have to let go of it.

Me: what??? Now wait a minue….
I had not even finished my sentence and claude without waiting for my anser unhooked my bra from behind and made my back totally spotless.
Claude: ohhhh my god what a sight. You have a flawless back dipti ji” you are so irresistible”
Me: what have you done atleast tell me your intentions before you undress me”.
I was desperately holding on to my bra with my hands preventing it from falling down. Claude “dipti ji as I have to design a dress which is tailor made to fit yr skin I have to see that it fits you well and for that I have to seen you in the condition in which you will be wearing this dress. I’m sorry but this how I work. Sameer did not tell you?
He indeed had and It was useless arguing with this guy so for the same of Sameer I kept quiet.
“ok now so lets get started”. Claude picked up a red dress material from the bed and came over to me from the front.

“I will have to make the dress tighter in front becos of 2 main reasons. First is that the tigher the dress be the bigger yr breasts will appear in it as you will be wearing it without yr bra the exact shape and the outline of yr breasts must appear in the dress otherwise the purpose of wearing a braless and back less dress gets defeated. Saying this he traced his fingers to the outline of my breasts. secondly if your breast size was 28 or 30 I would not have bothered becus the outer of yr dress would have been tight enough to suppor the inside. Bus since you have heavy breasts the dress will tend to slide down due to the weight of yr breasts. My breathing pace increased hearing such intimate female things from a male. I didn’t know what to say or reply.

“ok now I will wrap this dress around you to see how tight do we need this and we certainly don’t need this additional cover and saying this he pulled out the bra from my hands and now I was standing absolutely topless in front of him.
Claude: wow!! What a sight. He stared at my breasts for a while then he wrapped the dress around my breasts and tied it at the back.
Now he came to my front and I noticed, as he came, he was gently scratching his pelvic area. I giggled and blushed slightly, but simultaneously felt a delight that my curves were fiery enough to arouse even this professional designer. He bent a little and his face was exactly in front of my firm boobs and he stretched the fabric of my dress base with his left hand and inserted two fingers of his right hand exactly over my sternum and tried to create a gap between my skin and the dress fabric. The dress fabric length was adequate and it reached at least two inches down from where my boobs ended. Thus as I got his fingers touching me in such a portion of my body, like any other matured woman, I trembled and closed my eyes for a moment.

he: Madam, take a long breath and deflate your stomach once.

I took a long breath and held the air within so that my stomach looked flatter. he obviously found it easier now to insert his fingers into my blouse base. Previously his fingers were unable to move much due to the tightness of the dress, but now he was at least able to guide and move his middle and ring fingers up into my dress. I could feel he was touching my bare boobs and the bottoms of my breasts. I was definitely getting excited and had to release the breath.


oho Madam! You need to hold your breath for a little more time. Please do it again.

Undoubtedly my heart was beating fast as hiss fingers remained inside my dress base touching my bare boobs! I again deflated my stomach as much as possible taking a long deep breath. And he was again moving his fingers within my blouse touching my bra cup bottoms and gently pushing my firm tits from below. This went on for few seconds and once when he poked his finger into my breast feeling the firmness of it, I had to resign.

Me: Ouch!

I released my breath and almost by natural reflex action held his hand trying to remove it from my dress. he looked at me with surprised eyes and I quickly controlled myself realizing that I have to allow this much during the measurement process. I very softly whispered sorry to him and lowered my eyes timidly. he realizing my condition probably took out his fingers from my dress bottom.

My condition was becoming critical now.
Ok now I will measure you. Saying that he took the tape from his pockete and bent a little encircling the tape on my stomach. The cold tape almost gave a shiver on my bare stomach. Now he slowly pushed it up to the base of my dress and measured my midriff. In the process, he again touched the base of my boobs making me very uncomfortable.

he took the tape off my body and stood up from his slightly bent position.

Madam, please raise your left arm a bit.

I raised my arm in the air and he adjusted the elevation of my arm to the exact position, but I did not know why his touch on my skin was making ripples in my mind. I tried to smoothen my mind by arguing about his proffesionalism, but felt my blood gushing rapidly through my vessels. After measuring my arms and sides of my body mr. claude sat on his knees and wrapped the tape around my waist measuring me there. His hands brushing against my stomach tickling me. I was getting aroused now. It was impossible for any mature woman to go through such ordeal with another male for an extended period of time and not feel anything.
Claude: mujhe apke asli measurements chahiye becos the dress you im going to stitch for you has to be worn without undergarments.

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Me: what???


Claude: dekho jaise maine kaha tha ki aapki dress side se aur andar se cut out rahegi so that har baar jab aap apna pair uthaayengi to aapke thighs expose honge aur peeche se thodi jyada cut out rahegi take aapke ass cheeks ka 25% shape dikhna chahiye. Jaisi panty apny abhi pehni hai isne aapki ass cheeks ko puri tarah se cover kar ke rakha hai aur joh dress main banana jar raha hoon usme sirf aapki naked sexy skin dikhni chahyie undergarment nahi.
Aur aisa kehte hi mujhe bina koi mauka diye claude ne apne haath meri panty ke andar daal ke ek jhatke se meri panty neeche kheench di.
Me: shhhhhhh yeh kya kiy aapne? Ise utarne ki kya zaroorat thi aapko? Maine aapse kaha bhi tha ki agar mere undergarments nikalne hai to pehle mujhe batao.
Claude: abhi to bataya na maine ki aap is dress mein panty nahi pehen sakti. Main aapka measurement kaise loonga. I don’t want this dress to go wrong and spoil my name becos of yr coyness. Now pls spread yr legs for me.

Maine apna haath apni choot ke paas rakh diya to avoid giving him a direct view as he was sitting on his knees his face was bang opposite to it. I had shaved my pussy hair aur meri chickni choot ab ek ajnaan aadmi ke chehre ke paas thi. Main puri tarah se nangi uske samne khadi thi aur badan pe sirf ek red colour ka kapda lapet ke rakha tha joh sirf meri breasts ko hi cover kiye hue tha. arousal ki leher mere pure shareer mein daud rahi thi aur is aadmi ke haath mere pure badan pe ghoom ke mere shareer mein aur sansani paida kar rahe they. I was heading for disaster with this man.

Claude ne inchitape le ke meri legs ka measure liya from outside and apni note book pe kuch likh diya. Voh apne haath meri legs pe sehlata gaya aur neeche tak le gaya. apna right feet thoda bahar nikaliye. Maine apna right feet thoda aage kiya.
Dekhiye dress aapki legs tak spread rahegi. I want yr full feet to be visible. Aapke pair bahut khoobsoorat hai. main nahi chahta ki yeh aapki dress me chup jaaye. Itne sunder pair chupane ke liye nahi balki dikhane ke liye hote hain. Aapki saree mein to aapke pair puri tarah se dhake hue the. Aapko lambe heels pehenane padenge taki dress thodi si aur upar hat jaaye and with every step yr elegant feet should be on display.
I nodded to him.

Usne mere paav ko utha ke apni thighs pe rakh diya aur halke se mere pairon pe apne haath firane laga. Usne table se ek thinner ki bottle utha li. Aapne jo polish lalgayi hai voh humari dress se match nahi hogi. He started wiping the polish off my finger nails. Mujhe mere pair ke neeche kuch halka halka mehsoos hone laga. Maine apne pair se halka sa daba ke dekha to mujhe ehsaas hua ki yeh uska erection hai. mera pair theek uske lund ke upar tha aur mere pair ke sparsh se uska lund dheere dheere khada ho raha tha. maine uske chehre ki aur dekha to voh ek dum normal jaisa lag raha tha jaise ki use kuch feel nahi ho raha tha par uske feelings a saboot to mere pair mehsoos kar rahe the. He was totally naked under his gown. The material of his gown was also not very thick aur mujhe uska lund ek dum ache se feel ho raha tha. Maine bhi apna pair dheere dheere uske lund pe halke halke se ghisna shuru kiya.

I wanted to see how professional is this guy really is. Sach poocho to raat ke 1130 baje akeli ladki aur paraya mard agar ek doosare ko itna intimate touch denge to koi bhi bekaabo ho sakta hai. and I was as it is deprived of sex from such a long time.
Ab voh mere finger nails pe nail polish laga raha tha. uska lund puri tarah se khada ho chuka tha. uska lund gown ke fabric mein se ache se feel ho raha tha. claude bhi dheere dheere apne haath se mere pair ki skin ko feel kar raha tha. uske haathon mein ek ajeeb as control tha. voh bahut halke se mujhe touch karta. Aisa touch ki mujhe acha bhi lage aur adhura sa hi. voh apne haathon se mere pair halke halke se sehla raha tha aur main aise he khadi aankhein moonde uske is touch ka mazaa le rahi thi aur apne pairon se use bhi mazaa de rahi thi.

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Uske knees pe baithane ki vajah se uska gown kafi upar tak chad chukka tha aur main agar chahti to apna pair uske gown ke andar daal ke uske lund ko ache se mehsoos kar sakti thi. Voh dheere dheere mere pair ki unglion ko choo raha tha aur mere parion mein nail polish laga raha tha. yeh pehli baar tha ki main kisi mard se apne pairon mein nail polish lagva rahi thi aur voh bhi apne pairon ko uske khade lund pe rakh ke aur apne pairon se uske lund ko mehsoos karke use mazaa de rahi ti. Uska lund kafi badha tha aur ab voh puri tarah se tan ke khada ho chuka tha. yeh size ka lund kisi bhi ladki ko mazaa dene ke liye kafi tha.

Claude ne mujh se mera doosra pair maanga. Maine jab apna doosra pair dene ke liye uski thighs pe se apna pehla pair nikala to dekh ke dang reh gayi. uska lund jaise uski shorts ko faad ke bahar nikalne ko utavala ho raha tha. I looked at claude and realized that he was looking at my choot. I did not realize that uske haathon ke sparsh ka mazaa lete let maine apne haath apni choot pe se hata diye the aur cross legs khade hone ki vajah se use merei choot ke darshan kafi achi tarah se ho rahe they.

Abt tak meri bhi sharam ka parda dheere dheere uthata jar aha tha aur maine is baar apni choot ko cover karne ki koi koshish nahi ki. Maine aise pretend kiya jaise ki mujhe pata bhi nahi hai ki merei choot uski aankhon ke samne visible hai aur maine apna left pair utha ke uske khade lund ke theek upar rakh diya. Uska lund bahut garam lag raha tha. claude repeated the same process again. He was obviously not in any hurry and was taking his own time and I was also not in any hurry either so I was also taking my time. Feeling the entire length of his lund with my feet.
Is baar claude khud apne haathon se mere pair ko pakad ke dheere dheere apne lund pe ghisa raha tha aur bahut halke halke se apne hips ko upar bhi utha raha tha.

Claude: aapke pair bahut sunder hai. jee karta hai inse hi kaam chala loon. Aapko dekh ke to har koi deewana ho jaayega. Aap to kisi ko bhi on kar ke chod sakti ho. Meri halat ka to aapko andaaza ho hi gaya hoga ab tak.” Yeh kehta hue usne mere pair ko pakad ke apne lund pe ache se ghis diya. Maine sharam se apni aankhein neechi kar li.
Maine apni itni tariff kabhi nahi suni thi aur voh bhi itni honestly. Claudes ke comments unlike other males were sounding quite genuine and truthful. Aur usne to itna openly mujh se yeh keh diya tha ki main na sirf achi dikhti hoon par mera logon pe kya asar hota hai yeh usne apne lund ka example de ke saaf saad keh diya tha. kya sach mein main logon ko aise arouse kar pati hoon. Kya isilye gawde, ramlal aur sharma meri taraf attracted hog aye the.
Claude “aapke pairon ko choomane ka man karta hai, kya main inhe choom sakta hoon?”

Me: na baba na, pls do not do any such thing,I beg you”
Claude ke chehre pe disappointment saaf saad dikhayi de rahi thi. Finally he was done polishing my nails. Usne apne gown ke kapde se thodi si nail polish jo ki bahar spread ho gayi thi use rub karne laga aur rub karne ke baad apne gown ke kapde ko mere pair ke upar rakh ke mere pair ko anda dhak diya. Mera dil jor se dhak dhak karne laga. And he then asked me for my hands. Chalo lage haath main aapke finger nails bhi polish kar deta hoon.
Claude ne mujhse mera haath maanga. Maine apna haath age badha diya. Aur saath hi apna pair bhi thoda age liya. I did not know what to expect. Uske lohe jaisa garam garam lund mere pair ko choo raha tha. mere pairon mein kampkampi hone lagi. Uska lund puri tarah se tan ke khada tha. mujh se raha nahi gaya aur maine apna pair uske lund pe rakh diya aur use apne pairon se age peeche sehlane lagi.

Claude: jyada mat hilna madame nahi to dono taraf kaam bigad sakta hai. aapki nail polish spread ho sakti hai aur doosra to aap samajh hi gayi hogi?. Claude mere haath ko apne haath me le ke unpe nail polish laga raha tha aur main apne pair ki ungliyon ke beech mein uske lund ko pakad ke dheere dheere upar neeche kar rahi thi. Maine uske lund ke top ko ache se feel kiya aur uske lund ki skin ko apne pair se neeche kar ke halke se mehsoon kiya. Uska lund halka halka pani chod raha tha. aur mujhe bhi bahut acha feel ho raha tha. I wanted him to come at that time. Main chahti thi ki uske lund a pura paani mere pair pe gire. Par voh shayad bahut pakka khiladi tha aur voh apna orgasm control mein rakhe tha aur mere pair ki massage ka bharpoor anand utha raha tha.

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Finally he was done. And he unwillingly removed my feet from his thighs and immediately covered his lund with the gown without giving me a chance to see his arousal. I felt it was unfair. He had seen me fully naked and was denying me the same pleasure. Atleast I deserved to look at his lund. I could see a wet patch on his gown. I could not help but stare at his groin. Uske haath ke touch aur lund ke feel se mujhe bhi bahut arousal hone laga tha and my legs were shivering slightly.


Claude now started measuring me again and this time he was measuring the inside of my thighs. He kept the take at the base of my legs and moved it upwards till he reached my love spot. The back of his hand was resting on my choot. Meri bhi choot ab gili hone lagi thi.
Claude: good thing ki apne yaha bhi shave kar ke rakhi hai nahi to mujhe aapki choot ke baal nikalne padte.
Uske mooh se direct choot word sun ke main sharma gayi. mere pair kaampne lage the. Mere pure shareer mein ab halki halki si kampan hone lagi thi. Maine support ke liye uske shoulders ko pakad liya. Kyonki mere liye ab khada rehna mushkil ho chala tha. uska haath meri choot ke theek upar tha aur voh bahar hi bahar se jaise mere choot ko sehla raha ho use feel kar raha ho. Na chahte hue bhi main apne hips ko age ki aur le gayi aur uske haath pe halka sa pressure diya.

Me; yeh kya kar rahe ho aap? Pls not here. Stoppppppppp plssssssssssssss
Claude: bus ek minute aur
Me: “jaldi karo na”
Claude: madame aapne bhi to itna time liya. Pls mujhe mera kaam karne do na
I was digging my finger nails in his shoulders. I was going out of control now. this man was taking my orgasm to another level with his light feather touch on my pussy.
Claude: aapki choot se kafi discharge nikalta hai shayad
Obviously jis tarah se usne dheere dheere mere kapde nikaale aue jaise usne apna arousal mujhe feel karvaya tha to us hisab se meri choot se discharge nahi to aur kya nikalega.

Claude: continuing “humein kuch karna padega nahi to aapki dresss aapke discharge se kharab ho jaayegi and u might end up in an embarrassing situation”. His hands were now on my pussy lips and with his hands he slightly parted my pussy lips was looking close inside.
Me: ooohhhhh kya kar rahe ho??????????? Pls mujhe acha nahi lag raha……….. bus karo naaaaaaaaa”. I was digging my finger nails in his shoulders now and leaning totally on him for support as my knees felt weak. Aur use kas ke pakad liya. I was giving my self away showing him clearly that I was dying in pleasure.
Claude ne jaise meri baat suni hi na ho aur apni ungli ko dheer se meri choot mein daalne laga. “madame aapne to shayad abhi abhi discharge kiya hai” yeh keh ke usne apni ungli puri meri choot mein dal di.

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Me: ufffff yeh kya kar rahe ho???? I was biting my lips now. I was reaching the peak of my arousal now. this man was totally me taking to new heights now.
Mujhe se ab raha nahi gaya aur manie bhi jor se apni hips ko jhatka de ke uski ungli ko apni choot mein le liya aur kas ke uske baalon ko pakad ke uske mooh ko apne pet se chipka diya.
Me: bus karo naaa??? Measurement le to liya apne???? Ab aur kya kar rahe hoo. Oooooohhhhh pls apna haath bahar nikalo. Aaaahahhhh ui maaaa plssss bus karo na”
Claude ne ek do baar ache se apni ungli andar bahar karte hue apni ungli meri choot se bahar nikaal li aur meri gaand ko check karne ke liye meri ass cheeks pe apne haath ferne laga.

Claude: madame, kyonki choot bahut pani chodti hai hum aapko ek short beach panty pehanayenge. Jiski sirf ek string apki kamar pe hogi aur yeh vala area pura nanga hoga. Voh apne haathon se meri gaand ko sehlate hue bola. Maine uske baalon ko kas ke pakad liya. Meri choot mein abhi bhi khalbali si mach rahi thi.
Me: haan that will be better” same time maine usko baalon se pakad ke uska mooh thoda neeche kiya. Voh bhi shayad samajh gaya ki main kya chahti hoon isliye usne apne dono haath meri kamar mein daaal ke meri gaand ko ache se sehlane laga aur apna mooh meri choot pe rakh diya.

Me: “aur kya age se kaise rokoge mere discharge ko?” maine use baton mein lagane ke bahahne jaise use yeh bachkana sawaal pooch liya. Aur apne hips ko thoda as uske mooh pe press kiya. Usne bhi meri gaand ko dono haathon se press karte hue apne lips ko meri choot pe rakh diya aur halke se apni tongue meri pussly lips ke upar fer di. “agar bahut jyada discharge hua to” aisa keh ke maine apni choot uske mooh pe ragadna shuru kar diya. I had crossed all limit so shame and now I was beyond caring as to what he might think or say. My mind was only focussed on the pleasures I could give and receive right now.
Me: hssssssssssssss aaaaaaahhhh.
Claude. Yaha pe ek string aapki choot ko cover karegi. He parted my pussy lips with his mouth. Voh string thodi si andar rahegi taki aapke discharge ko ache se sok le aur bahar na aane de. Saying this he licked my pussy with his tongue once. I was in heaven. I could not control myself any longer. What was this guy doing.
Me: “will it work, agar jyada discharge hua to kapda sok paayega kya”. Saying this I pushed my pussy lips in his mount and rubbed my choot on his mounth.

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Claude “yes of course it always works” he licked my pussy again with his tongue and this time inserted his whole tongue in my choot. I was reaching the point of no return. I had to stop this thing now or it would be never.
I begged him to stop “haan haan main samajh gayi. ab bus karo na plsssssss”
My entire body was shivering and I was totally leaning on him for support. My pussy was discharging my fluids which he was licking shamelessly. Finally he removed his tongue and let go of me and he stood up. His lund had formed a tent in his own and it was standing facing my choot directly. As claude stood up his lund was touched me from my thighs right upto my choot as he was standing so close to me.

We both were now equally aroused and un satisfied hungry for more. I looked at the watch and it was now close to midnight. Time to go to bed. I closed my eyes and imagined so many couples must be making love at this time of the night.
He stepped forward right beside me and his right hand came over my breast area and rested over my shoulder. Needles to say that his lund was grazing my choot now as it was like an erect pole.
Claude: Now the current U-neckline (he started tracing the edge of my dress neck and slowly came near my cleavage). When the cut is like this way in the shape of a U, most of the upper part of your breasts are secured and covered, but your cleavage will remain exposed.

My heart was as if drumming due to his demo acts. he was staring at the top of my boobs and open midriff drinking every drop of my jawani with his eyes. I was feeling severe itching in my pussy as I felt his fingers gliding on my dress .

claude: Madam, now see what happens when you wear a square neck dress. (He took his hand back to my shoulder). Now the cut is like this, it comes down almost perpendicular (he now began dropping his finger over my right boob and stopped halfway down my breast). Now from around here, it goes to the right like a square (he almost touched the areola of my right boob as he traced his finger over my firm jiggling flesh).

I very faintly whispered “pleeeaaaasssseeeeee” with parted lips to claude. I was careful not to let him see my facial reaction. I was unable to restrict my left hand going over my my pussy as I wa s having a severe itch there. Seeing my reaction claused loosened the tape slightly and my nipples could clearly feel the brush of his thumb and fingers as he traced a straight line on the pretext of showing the square neckline. An obvious thrill ran down my body tingling right down to my pussy and instinctively my legs opened just a little wider. I scratched my pussy and seeing the opportunity claude thrusted his lund onto my pussy and in the bargain his lund brushing against my hands now.