Adultery Not an usual couple story

[Pattaasu Balu]

Let Aish make the words of her office mates true. Bring each one home and fuck with them in front of her husband. Let her not allow that bastard to touch her in future. Get pregnant with Gautam baby and make that bastard husband as father of it. That is best punishment ever.

[Mylife4u]

Chapter 52 - Dread
(POV – Ajju)

I have never seen Aishu that horny. She looked wild and there was arrogance in her look at me. I felt scared about her transformation but, what can I do. I just bought this to myself. I took the piss with a heavy heart and heard her moans from the bathroom and went out to the hall again to my place with the slippers.

Next morning, when I woke, I walked towards the bedroom to get myself ready and I was shocked by what I saw. Aishu was still sleeping and her T-shirt barely covered her navel and there was no bottom at all. She was lying half naked in the bed with her belly down. I felt a inner voice warning inside m to not go near her, but, my manhood won and I moved near my beautiful wife who despises me.

I went near her and looked at her. Her hair was in its own curvy self with a bunch of hairs covering half of her face and few lying on our small yet beautiful lips. Other half was lying over her beautiful smooth neck and upper back. Her one leg was lying over the nearby pillow and other leg was straight and the fact that she wore no panty made her cunt and ass visible higher than usual. She has shaved few days back and there were little hairs all over her cunt and I could see thin lines of wetness lying over her thighs and she hasn’t cleaned up herself after her session yesterday it seems.

Her pussy looked dry and even her asshole was slightly visible in that position. The musky smell of her pussy and her juices covered the air in that area and I felt like smelling something incredibly tasty. Few days of lying out combined with the fact of semi-sex yesterday made my little guy wake up inspite of all the troubles in life and I felt like holding her ass cheeks in hand and splitting them open and licking her pussy and ass like a obedient dog.

I wanted to leave my finger inside her gloryhole and have the taste of it and wanted to look the moaning lips of my sexy wife while nibbling her nipples and kissing her underarms and biting her lower lip while tasting her tongue and then, sucking and chewing her breasts while my manhood enter her ulta-wet cunt and making her moan my name in love and lust combined.

But, I have lost all those moments. Haven’t I? By being incredibly stupid and idiotic. How could I even think of sharing this God made beauty to someone else. She is mine and mine alone. How the hell can I think otherwise.

I should have killed Gautham when he first broached the topic of Aishu and I must have ripped his tongue out when he asked me to let him touch her. Instead, I let him touch her and she shagged him back infront of my own eyes. My beautiful wife who I love most in the world hates me now.

I felt heavy and I felt like holding her cheeks in my hands and kissing her forehead and crying to her begging for forgiveness for hurting her, for making her sad, for making her worry and making her feel I am not a human.

I felt like holding her legs and say I will be under these all my life and please forgive me. But, I couldn’t, because, the thought that even then she would spit on my face and go away made me scared and I left the place silently and started getting ready to the office.

Even today was horrible at office and my colleagues started asking what happened to my usual happy self. But, I had no answer and I had to work late to compensate for my recent lack of productivity. I returned back late home and when I reached, I could hear some different voices from our bedroom. It was loud and I was shocked.

I slowly walked inside to see Aishu sitting in the corner of bed in a sleeveless Tshirt that I got for our second honeymoon and a jeans shorts which was just covering half her thighs. She had her legs crossed and the bulge of her thighs made her sexier than usual. I’m sure she knew I am there but, she was deeply engrossed in the movie.

Yeah, the movie. I forgot about it and the sound it produced in the beauty of her. It was porn. American XX porn. 

A guy was flirting with a lady in a beach resort. He was talking to her with a lusty look and the camera focused on the lady’s smooth arms and visible cleavage in the tshirt. And the camera moved to her thighs which was smoother in shorts and the guy’s hands were resting on one thigh rubbing her thighs.

I realized Aishu was wearing something like that now. I was feeling different. And the camera moved to a second guy and by the dialogues I realized he is the husband.

He looked weaker and dull and with a sad look. The lady ignored him and was talking to the new guy and they both giggled while the first guy started rubbing her thighs upper and moving closer and to my shock when the husband called the wife’s name, she said “Shut up” and in moments the strong guy and wife started kissing each other in public.

It lasted for sometime and by the end of the kiss, the guy’s hands were touching her big breasts and crushing them and the lady spoke something into his ears and he laughed and they both walked together and the visibly shaken hubby followed them.

In the next scene, they entered some room and the moment husband entered, wife asked him to latch the door and started kissing the new guy and the guy started removing her sleeveless tshirt and she wore nothing inside and the globes were soon inside his mouth and the husband was helplessly watching and tried to go away.

The new guy called his name and asked him to wait there and removed the girl’s dresses, and gave them to the husband while, the girl was laughing and finally threw her panty at his face saying, “See how wet she is sissy”

They made rough fucking and made the husband watch while the wife giggled for everything and moaned like a bitch and when he completed fucking, she called her husband to come near her and asked him to look at her used panty.

“You hurt me. And see what I did.”

And she split the pussy open and was about to say something and the screen paused.

“Hey”

I turned towards Aishu shockingly. 

“Bring me some water.”

I ran to the kitchen happily and brought her the same. She drank it empty and gave me the bottle. 

“Keep it in the kitchen and come”

I ran again and came to bedroom.

“Come here.”

I went near her happily.

“Help me untie my shorts. The button is too tight.”

Wow. She is changing. She is trying to forgive me.

She was sitting and I went near her and moved her tshirt up and the shorts was tight. I tried unbuttoning but the jeans’ button was tighter and also, as she was sitting the job was more difficult. 

I tried to bend as much as possible and infact contemplated to ask her to stand up, but, I didn’t want her to get upset and I tried again and as it was a tad difficult, I sat down in the floor and tried unbuttoning her and as I was in the process, her right leg which was above her left leg was swinging and was continuously hitting me in my hip and chest.

I ignored it and after a small struggle unbuttoned her. She stood immediately before I could stand and removed her shorts. I was sitting and her pussy was just above my eyes and she removed the shorts slowly and removed it through right leg first and then the, left leg, The pussy smell was reaching my nose and she bent enough to make me see her cleavage. I felt a hard on and immense happiness.

She sat down again and threw the shorts towards me.

“Put this in the washer”

I felt different but, felt it’s her way of punishment but, at least she is forgiving me. And I ran again to throw the shorts with her aroma inside the washer and came back.

She has resumed the movie by now and the husband was seen to be licking his wife’s pussy, like a dog while the new guy was talking to the wife about other things.

“What are you watching here? Latch the door and get out.”

Aishu’s voice shocked me. I turned towards her.

“Just get out.”

I felt a shame as she turned towards the screen and rubbing her pussy slightly looking at the scene. I took my cue and came out embarrassed and more than that. Dreadful.

[roxanzoom]

Awsom update really make hqrd but dear could you plz increase the lenth of update
U could post in a week but make update long enough for some actoon

[Dorabooji]

Hope next time she will make her husband do what he saw in the movie. Great writing bro

[masud93]

big updates plz

[xavierrxx]

Amazing update. She is in full of heat and lust.
Will she call Gautam for the night or Ravi? Cant wait to see who is gonna get lucky?

[zulfique]

Super bro

[masud93]

waiting for next,,, plz jaldi karo

[Yesudoss]

Lovely updates

[Decentcouple151]

Just a suggestion make her resign
from job go to other city then a new guy comes in and a romantic sex story with lots of fantasy in it. Then her real husband comes in seek forgiveness she shows her sex with the new guy on laptop to the husband seeking revenge and then dump the husbanf
Its just suggestion.
Make this story a slow love filled romantic sex story and simultaneously seeking revenge

[justafantasydear]

Wow.. thtas going to be interesting now..

[Thangaraasu]

Good one

[Dumeelkumar]

Splendid update

[Nesamanikumar]

Who is going to fuck Aishu first after her husband. Waiting for the next update.

[Sanjjay Rangasamy]

Waiting for next update

[xavierrxx]

Marriage is just a ritual or commitment to support each other. It does not say anywhere that woman body belong only to that man.
Tying a piece of thread or a wearing a ring does not conclude that man to do anything whether she likes or not. It is all human created. Every woman has right over her body. She will decide to whom she can give her body. Cheating/cuckoldry/extr marital affar It all depends on how that man takes it. The same is applicable to man as well. The body is just a piece of flesh that will decay slowly as age grows and going to go inside the ground or in fire. Till the time life goes, each can decide how and with whom they wanted to live happily.
But commitment remains the same. Helping each other and nursing the kids born to them and help them grow as a good person in the society is their responsibility. Sex is not life. It just a bodily need for each other for few minutes or hours. It cannot last for life. Too much of anything will not be liked after some time. The same is applicable in the sex life also. Only the true love will be till the end of life. It depends whether the couple have it between them throughout their life.

[Mylife4u]

Chapter 53 – Step Two
(POV – Aishu)

Elated. Excited. Happy. Awesome. Wonderful. Even Horny.

Making my pervert husband do errands for me and sending him out while I masturbate to hubby humiliation porn made me feel all things above.

He deserves it and much more but I ain’t a slut to fuck another guy as the internet asked me to. But, just a grunted wife who wishes to teach her hubby a lesson.

I changed the video to another normal porn where a foreigner fucks an desi lady as he locked the door as this kinda porn is the one that actually excites me better. And then I began rubbing my pussy while my another hand crushed my breasts and then fingered myself to sleep.

The next morning, I felt fresh as a rose and I started to office with a glee. May be because, it’s Friday or because of the night’s happenings. I got myself into a maroon cotton salwar which is tight and accentuates my beauty.

After Shimla, I stopped wearing sexier outfits as much as possible but, everything has changed now and to pin point, yesterday night, everything changed topsy-turvy. I wore my dupatta a bit above my usual chest line and therefore, it showed the light line that went beneath the kameez, camisole and bra. 

I kept myself a maroon bindi to match the salwar and got some jasmine on the way to make me look prettier. I just didn’t wanna think about Ravi, Sandy or any bitches there gossiping me. I know me and I live for myself.

As soon as I entered office, I could feel the constant gaze of human eyes all over me. Men, Women both. I am actually pretty but it got 1000 times better due to the fact that I felt clarity now than before.

I got into my cubicle and Reshma came with a smile, which I can even believe to be true if I haven’t heard what she spoke yesterday to the other bitch. 

“Wow. You look so pretty today di.”

I showed what amount of acting I am capable too.

“Aww. Thanks di.”

“I am really saying di. I just feel jealous about you today.”

She giggled and I wanted to strangle her neck right there pushing her against the cucbicle. But, I giggled like college girl in return.

“Haha. Don’t say too much di. Thanks again Resh.”

She gave a giggle and walked towards her cubicle.

And as I went to take some water from the purifier, I could feel a set of lusty eyes over me and I turned to look the bastard, Ravi talking to some new joinee girl.

I stared at him angrily as if I might burn him and in return he winked at me. 

How dare he?

And the same moment, the new joinee turned her head towards me to see who is the manager winking at and I instantly turned my head towards the purifier but, I know for sure I would be the subject of the gossip among new joinees today.

I controlled myself from getting angry and I turned my mind towards the the exciting things I have planned for my sweet and cute hubby tomorrow.

And just the mere thought made me happy and shiver with an excitement.

The day went faster being it a Friday and I tried avoiding Ravi or Sandy both and went lunch with same Reshma and acted even better and finally the day came to an end.

I reached home to find Arjun being at home and looking at TV in the bedroom. I went in and just let out a sound from throat.

He looked at me and the same instant I started removing my kameez (tops) out of the body exposing my matching black and black camisole and padded bra straps which were new and well designed to make my curves prominent.

I could see he got an instant hard-on and that reminded me of his cock getting hard when he brought his friend and I hugged him and the words came out of my mouth.

“Tomorrow I need to purchase few stuff and so have to go to Phoenix mall. Be ready by 11. Also, “

He looked at me intently. 

“Get out now.”

He stood with a defeated look immediately and walked away the door with slumped shoulders pointing out his weakness and scare being exposed by me.

That night I didn’t finger or anything but just went through my plan and accessories to the plan and got myself into an early sleep.

The morning came and I woke and got into the preparations. I shaved myself clean in all places, underarms, pussy, hands and legs. I then had a long bath with careful applying of shampoo and soap all over hair and body. I then put on some base cream along with kajal for eyes and pink lipstick along with a free-flowing hair and got myself into a see-through designer partywear saree.

I have never wore this saree. I got it as a present for my b’day from my sister and I never wore it for following reasons. 

1, It was completely see-through that anyone can see the curves all along and also, my navel.
2, Neckline in the blouse is a tad low exposing my cleavage a bit more than usual thin line that came from yesterday’s kameez.
3, It was a sleeveless saree.

I don’t wear sleeveless much. I have always grown like that and I’m a bit concerned about others seeing my underarms even when they are completely shaved. But, today isn’t a usual day and my hubby isn’t a usual guy. Is he?

I came out after all rounds of make-up and Ajju was just shocked by what he saw. I looked like the girl from Chennai Times paper who has come to a high class party exposing most curves and looking gorgeous yet brining hard-on to men.

He has never seen me wearing such sleeveless and see-through dresses . Just during our honeymoon, we have tried some smaller clothes but not such a perfect package. That too in Chennai.

“Get ready. We need to start.”

He looked at me and was about to ask something but stopped in midway and walked towards the bedroom and in 20 minutes, he was ready.

He took the car today instead of the bike and I smiled myself knowing the reason. We reached the mall in some 3 minutes and I carefully touched up myself once again before getting down in the mall.

I know for my plan it would have been better if I wore a short skirt and a tshirt but, I these Indian men have more than just craze over sexy women in sarees. I wanted to build on that.

We first went to a coffee shop and when he asked me what I want, I just replied.

“Just sit here. I can get myself tea. I won’t be needing your help.”

I didn’t ask what he needs and went towards the counter with extra shake to my hips than usual knowing that he would be watching from behind.

As expected, I was wearing the saree low-hip and I never have done that. Ever. And It has exposed my navel which is Ajju loves more and knows one of the best features of me that I don’t easily make others see.

I reached the counter and bent myself a little pushing my curvy ass a bit behind and asked the guy to cater my tea and I paid for the same bending even more to push ass more and more behind.

Arjun must be thinking and dreading the fact that this amount of bending must have exposed more of my cleavage to this young server but, he was wrong and I had my hands strategically placed to cover most of the valley but, my dear husband doesn’t know it.

I came back, crossed my legs showing my new anklets and slippers to the world and started sipping the tea while he tried to look other side. I smiled inwards.

I then walked slowly towards other shops, window shopping each and every shop but, my mind knows which shop I am actually moving towards.

It was Amour. A famous lingerie shop in the mall with both male and female helpers. It has variety of collections of sexy lingerie and I knew it already.

My usual lingerie purchase mode are buying through online, getting it in a all women shops and rarely, my hubby getting it from smaller shops in T. Nagar where men sells them rather than women.

But, today I am entering a new mode. I entered in the shop and Ajju followed me confusingly and timidly.

I pointed out a man and said him, “Ask that man if lace bra is available.”

“What? What the hell?”

“Shh. Just shut up. You lose all privileges to talk to me like that. If you wanna continue sleeping in living room, go and ask him. If not.” I just gave a look.

He stared at me for a moment and moved towards him and asked something. That guy asked something back which I guess is the bust size and my lovely guy replied him. Yes. He knew my measurements.

The guy asked him few more questions and showed some pictures in the catalogue. Now would be the time. 

I moved nearby and asked him a bit aloud that the helper would hear me.

“Arjun. What size did you say?”

“What?”

“What size you said him?”

He just looked at me with some emotions I didn’t understand and didn’t want either. And making this opportunity useful , the helper, who must be a simple guy from that locality, replied.

“36B madam”

I gave a shy smile at the helper and turned towards the idiot. He knew I was upto something instantly.

“Ajju. What is this? Have you forgot it’s C now?”

I giggled and I am sure the helper heard it all right. Arjun’s face darkened. I ignored it and the helper ran to a nearby area and knelt down to take some boxes out.

I moved near him and patted him in shoulder.

“What’s the price of that model?”

I asked him as he was kneeling pointing towards a pure lace pink bra which just covered everything except nipple barely with all those flowery patterns in it and the pink colour made it more sexy. The guy must have got a hard on thinking my dusky body in the pointed pattern and turned towards me to reply something but was shocked to see me still lifting the hands to point some other model.

From his kneeling position, he must be able to see my clean shaved underarms right above him and the beginning of my shaped boobies thanks to my costly bra and he was staring at them with open mouth and even Ajju saw this and held my other arm tightly as though it might hurt.

I turned towards him and stared at him with fiery eyes and looked beneath to remove his hands and he removed seeing my look.

“Show me few more patterns.”

He stood and brought me few boxes along with 2 catalogues of sexy woman clad in bearly covered panties and bras all in different colours and patterns.I was pretending to be looking into them and asked him casually.

“Do you have magic bras?”

“What Madam?”

“Hm. Like push-up bras but costlier.”

“Oh yeah madam. The ones with some wire below and cotton too.”

“Yes”

I could see Arjun getting irritated but trying to suppress his anger. I wanted to do more but, the helper helped.

“But Madam..”

“What?”

“Nothing madam.”

“It’s ok tell me. I wanna know things before I invest money. “

“Err.”

“What ?”

“Those models are for middle aged woman.”

“That means?”

“Hmm. To make.. To make things fit.”

“Oh you mean saggy breasts?”

He was shocked to see me speaking that. My sweet hubby must have had a mini heart attack.

“Ye..Yes madam.”

“Haha. So, I won’t need it?”

He used opportunity again.

“For sure madam”

I started giggling like a kid well aware that he means my breasts must be tighter and fit and won’t be saggy.

“Then, get me 2 of these model. “

“This will be better madam.”

He showed another design with deeper neckline for even a bra and laces over nipple area too and pushup cotton beneath. It was like the ones in Japanese porn movies. I liked it ok but, said.

“So nice. I would definitely like it. Ajju what you say?”

He angrily looked at me and nodded and walked towards the counter.

I smiled with satisfaction and purchased two of the model. One in pink and another in violet matching my saree and walked out of the store praying, I never see that guy again.

But, my face purposefully gave a smile to the helper and he looked with open mouth as I walked away cutting my hips like a trained dancer to make the guy happy for his rendered help and my hurt husband walking faster in embarrassment before me.

[Mylife4u]

Hi folks

Sorry for the delay in updates. Hope you like the new update! 

Please do let me know your comments

Thanks
MyLife4U

[roxanzoom]

Chapter 53 – Step Two
(POV – Aishu)

Elated. Excited. Happy. Awesome. Wonderful. Even Horny.

Making my pervert husband do errands for me and sending him out while I masturbate to hubby humiliation porn made me feel all things above.

He deserves it and much more but I ain’t a slut to fuck another guy as the internet asked me to. But, just a grunted wife who wishes to teach her hubby a lesson.

I changed the video to another normal porn where a foreigner fucks an desi lady as he locked the door as this kinda porn is the one that actually excites me better. And then I began rubbing my pussy while my another hand crushed my breasts and then fingered myself to sleep.

The next morning, I felt fresh as a rose and I started to office with a glee. May be because, it’s Friday or because of the night’s happenings. I got myself into a maroon cotton salwar which is tight and accentuates my beauty.

After Shimla, I stopped wearing sexier outfits as much as possible but, everything has changed now and to pin point, yesterday night, everything changed topsy-turvy. I wore my dupatta a bit above my usual chest line and therefore, it showed the light line that went beneath the kameez, camisole and bra. 

I kept myself a maroon bindi to match the salwar and got some jasmine on the way to make me look prettier. I just didn’t wanna think about Ravi, Sandy or any bitches there gossiping me. I know me and I live for myself.

As soon as I entered office, I could feel the constant gaze of human eyes all over me. Men, Women both. I am actually pretty but it got 1000 times better due to the fact that I felt clarity now than before.

I got into my cubicle and Reshma came with a smile, which I can even believe to be true if I haven’t heard what she spoke yesterday to the other bitch. 

“Wow. You look so pretty today di.”

I showed what amount of acting I am capable too.

“Aww. Thanks di.”

“I am really saying di. I just feel jealous about you today.”

She giggled and I wanted to strangle her neck right there pushing her against the cucbicle. But, I giggled like college girl in return.

“Haha. Don’t say too much di. Thanks again Resh.”

She gave a giggle and walked towards her cubicle.

And as I went to take some water from the purifier, I could feel a set of lusty eyes over me and I turned to look the bastard, Ravi talking to some new joinee girl.

I stared at him angrily as if I might burn him and in return he winked at me. 

How dare he?

And the same moment, the new joinee turned her head towards me to see who is the manager winking at and I instantly turned my head towards the purifier but, I know for sure I would be the subject of the gossip among new joinees today.

I controlled myself from getting angry and I turned my mind towards the the exciting things I have planned for my sweet and cute hubby tomorrow.

And just the mere thought made me happy and shiver with an excitement.

The day went faster being it a Friday and I tried avoiding Ravi or Sandy both and went lunch with same Reshma and acted even better and finally the day came to an end.

I reached home to find Arjun being at home and looking at TV in the bedroom. I went in and just let out a sound from throat.

He looked at me and the same instant I started removing my kameez (tops) out of the body exposing my matching black and black camisole and padded bra straps which were new and well designed to make my curves prominent.

I could see he got an instant hard-on and that reminded me of his cock getting hard when he brought his friend and I hugged him and the words came out of my mouth.

“Tomorrow I need to purchase few stuff and so have to go to Phoenix mall. Be ready by 11. Also, “

He looked at me intently. 

“Get out now.”

He stood with a defeated look immediately and walked away the door with slumped shoulders pointing out his weakness and scare being exposed by me.

That night I didn’t finger or anything but just went through my plan and accessories to the plan and got myself into an early sleep.

The morning came and I woke and got into the preparations. I shaved myself clean in all places, underarms, pussy, hands and legs. I then had a long bath with careful applying of shampoo and soap all over hair and body. I then put on some base cream along with kajal for eyes and pink lipstick along with a free-flowing hair and got myself into a see-through designer partywear saree.

I have never wore this saree. I got it as a present for my b’day from my sister and I never wore it for following reasons. 

1, It was completely see-through that anyone can see the curves all along and also, my navel.
2, Neckline in the blouse is a tad low exposing my cleavage a bit more than usual thin line that came from yesterday’s kameez.
3, It was a sleeveless saree.

I don’t wear sleeveless much. I have always grown like that and I’m a bit concerned about others seeing my underarms even when they are completely shaved. But, today isn’t a usual day and my hubby isn’t a usual guy. Is he?

I came out after all rounds of make-up and Ajju was just shocked by what he saw. I looked like the girl from Chennai Times paper who has come to a high class party exposing most curves and looking gorgeous yet brining hard-on to men.

He has never seen me wearing such sleeveless and see-through dresses . Just during our honeymoon, we have tried some smaller clothes but not such a perfect package. That too in Chennai.

“Get ready. We need to start.”

He looked at me and was about to ask something but stopped in midway and walked towards the bedroom and in 20 minutes, he was ready.

He took the car today instead of the bike and I smiled myself knowing the reason. We reached the mall in some 3 minutes and I carefully touched up myself once again before getting down in the mall.

I know for my plan it would have been better if I wore a short skirt and a tshirt but, I these Indian men have more than just craze over sexy women in sarees. I wanted to build on that.

We first went to a coffee shop and when he asked me what I want, I just replied.

“Just sit here. I can get myself tea. I won’t be needing your help.”

I didn’t ask what he needs and went towards the counter with extra shake to my hips than usual knowing that he would be watching from behind.

As expected, I was wearing the saree low-hip and I never have done that. Ever. And It has exposed my navel which is Ajju loves more and knows one of the best features of me that I don’t easily make others see.

I reached the counter and bent myself a little pushing my curvy ass a bit behind and asked the guy to cater my tea and I paid for the same bending even more to push ass more and more behind.

Arjun must be thinking and dreading the fact that this amount of bending must have exposed more of my cleavage to this young server but, he was wrong and I had my hands strategically placed to cover most of the valley but, my dear husband doesn’t know it.

I came back, crossed my legs showing my new anklets and slippers to the world and started sipping the tea while he tried to look other side. I smiled inwards.

I then walked slowly towards other shops, window shopping each and every shop but, my mind knows which shop I am actually moving towards.

It was Amour. A famous lingerie shop in the mall with both male and female helpers. It has variety of collections of sexy lingerie and I knew it already.

My usual lingerie purchase mode are buying through online, getting it in a all women shops and rarely, my hubby getting it from smaller shops in T. Nagar where men sells them rather than women.

But, today I am entering a new mode. I entered in the shop and Ajju followed me confusingly and timidly.

I pointed out a man and said him, “Ask that man if lace bra is available.”

“What? What the hell?”

“Shh. Just shut up. You lose all privileges to talk to me like that. If you wanna continue sleeping in living room, go and ask him. If not.” I just gave a look.

He stared at me for a moment and moved towards him and asked something. That guy asked something back which I guess is the bust size and my lovely guy replied him. Yes. He knew my measurements.

The guy asked him few more questions and showed some pictures in the catalogue. Now would be the time. 

I moved nearby and asked him a bit aloud that the helper would hear me.

“Arjun. What size did you say?”

“What?”

“What size you said him?”

He just looked at me with some emotions I didn’t understand and didn’t want either. And making this opportunity useful , the helper, who must be a simple guy from that locality, replied.

“36B madam”

I gave a shy smile at the helper and turned towards the idiot. He knew I was upto something instantly.

“Ajju. What is this? Have you forgot it’s C now?”

I giggled and I am sure the helper heard it all right. Arjun’s face darkened. I ignored it and the helper ran to a nearby area and knelt down to take some boxes out.

I moved near him and patted him in shoulder.

“What’s the price of that model?”

I asked him as he was kneeling pointing towards a pure lace pink bra which just covered everything except nipple barely with all those flowery patterns in it and the pink colour made it more sexy. The guy must have got a hard on thinking my dusky body in the pointed pattern and turned towards me to reply something but was shocked to see me still lifting the hands to point some other model.

From his kneeling position, he must be able to see my clean shaved underarms right above him and the beginning of my shaped boobies thanks to my costly bra and he was staring at them with open mouth and even Ajju saw this and held my other arm tightly as though it might hurt.

I turned towards him and stared at him with fiery eyes and looked beneath to remove his hands and he removed seeing my look.

“Show me few more patterns.”

He stood and brought me few boxes along with 2 catalogues of sexy woman clad in bearly covered panties and bras all in different colours and patterns.I was pretending to be looking into them and asked him casually.

“Do you have magic bras?”

“What Madam?”

“Hm. Like push-up bras but costlier.”

“Oh yeah madam. The ones with some wire below and cotton too.”

“Yes”

I could see Arjun getting irritated but trying to suppress his anger. I wanted to do more but, the helper helped.

“But Madam..”

“What?”

“Nothing madam.”

“It’s ok tell me. I wanna know things before I invest money. “

“Err.”

“What ?”

“Those models are for middle aged woman.”

“That means?”

“Hmm. To make.. To make things fit.”

“Oh you mean saggy breasts?”

He was shocked to see me speaking that. My sweet hubby must have had a mini heart attack.

“Ye..Yes madam.”

“Haha. So, I won’t need it?”

He used opportunity again.

“For sure madam”

I started giggling like a kid well aware that he means my breasts must be tighter and fit and won’t be saggy.

“Then, get me 2 of these model. “

“This will be better madam.”

He showed another design with deeper neckline for even a bra and laces over nipple area too and pushup cotton beneath. It was like the ones in Japanese porn movies. I liked it ok but, said.

“So nice. I would definitely like it. Ajju what you say?”

He angrily looked at me and nodded and walked towards the counter.

I smiled with satisfaction and purchased two of the model. One in pink and another in violet matching my saree and walked out of the store praying, I never see that guy again.

But, my face purposefully gave a smile to the helper and he looked with open mouth as I walked away cutting my hips like a trained dancer to make the guy happy for his rendered help and my hurt husband walking faster in embarrassment before me.

Awsom bro , i really njoy thorughly 
Really u make hard just by reading 
While reading character appers infornt of eye 
Awsom 
Looming more forward

[Sanjjay Rangasamy]

Super update. But 'My sweet hubby" is something never expected as part of humiliation. All can say here is what the hell like Ajju