Misc. Erotica A journey called life

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By the time I reached the parking lot, Varun had left with his car. My clothes , purse and home key were in his car. We both walked to scooty thankfully the key was in bike itself. We decided to start the scooty and travel to Mamta's home. I was getting stares on the way as my dress was wet and transparent, the drizzling made sure my dress is wet. We stopped at a textile shop we found near by so I could buy something. Since we were in village there were no good shops it was a small one. We went in only a young boy was there in the shop. I asked for kurti . He replied we are relocating and we kind of moved all our goods to shop in city. I can find from the limited items we have. I asked for an S size kurti, he came back saying we dont have any S sized kurti available now, I can get you an L sized one. L would be 2 size big for me, which I guess is much better than my current wet clothes. He brought me a bright yellow and pink kurti I picked the pink and asked for a leggings, the leggings they had were of very cheap quality and bit transparent. I had no choice but to get them. He seemed to be very religious and a decent guy he didnt stare on my body. I felt comfortable standing there else I would have left from there immediately. I decided to buy inners also as it was uncomfortable to be in drenched inners. I asked him for inners, he gave a shy reply we dont have any ladies inners available if it is urgent I can get you gents inners. I looked quizzically at him.

Mamta came and told me, you buy the dress. We can go home in the same bra and dry your bra at home before we go out for shopping. It will dry quickly she told me. I have a slightly padded bra which might take some time to dry but it is ok, I am with Mamta and we will reach her home in another 5 minutes. I paid with help of Mamta and went to the change room. You cannot really call it a change room. It has a door which has 1feet opening at bottom and 4 feet tall door, it covered till my shoulders. I went inside the change room .The door is broken, I cannot latch it, I asked Mamta to guard me while I change. I pulled my t-shirt out, it was sticking to me like a second skin. I looked down my body , I could find mud in my bra and cleavages, I undid my bra hooks. My boobs become free, they were suffocating inside those wet bra. I felt relieved freeing them. I turned back to see if the shop boy is looing in my direction, no he seems to be good guy he is checking something in his book register. I used the t-shirt to wipe the mud sweat from my upper torso. I nipple were poking up with the cool winds coming . I felt some movement near the door, I saw it is Mamta holding the door ajar, boy is still doing his entry in books. I looked at my bra it is still wet and dirty. I decided not to wear the wear the bra. I thought the kurti is bigger in size and it has good embroidery in the chest area that nobody can realize I am braless. I have pulled my short down, both my panties and shorts came down together. I was standing naked in a shop just behind a half door with no latches. I wore my leggings which was very tight, it looked like a think sin on my body. It was so tight that it went inside my ass crack and also formed a camel toe in front. I wiped my body again and wiped my body again before wearing the kurti.

I came out of the shop with the my crumbled clothes in my hand. The boy gave me a pen and said could you please feedback, we will invite you to our new showroom . I liked the boy he is very decent and not at all irritating. I asked about him, he said he is a hanuman swami bhakta and he does brahmacharya. He was wearing a simple shirt and a white dhoti, which was kind of loose and I could see he doesn't have hard on anytime when I was there. I understood he has nice mental control that he didn't stare me anyway. I took the pen and wrote the address, i put down my wet clothes' in corner of the table. Mean while he took my dress and started folding and putting into a cover. He folded my t-shirt and shorts, then found my panties there he didn't say a word. He kept it inside the cover. I also noticed my bra was missing it must have fallen in the change room. I thought of getting it without any silence. He looked towards the changeroom and said I think your bra has fallen in the change room I will get it. How did he know I am braless ? he didnt stare on my chest. I had made sure it looks fine when I was inside the change room mirror. He moved away to get my bra. I looked up and found there is a photo of and old guy in the wall hanging in inclined way with agarbattis. I could see my reflection there, my dress neck is big as dress is 2 size big. In the reflection I could see whole torso in the reflection. I could see a grin in the face of the photo. I turned back to see he is coming with my bra in his hand, I looked at his groin area I could see a shadow of his thing and it is down. I felt happy and sad at same time. AM I not hot enough to raise a dick, am I that flat chested. No I have enough to make Ranjith hard. We came out of the shop.

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After the game I planned to go for a shopping as we were travelling next week. I thought to go home first then go for shopping, as I needed some inners. We were on the scooter going Mamta was feel like taking a pee, I told her we will reach in 10 minutes if you can wait. She didnt want to asked me to look for a restaurant or a petrol pump. I told her you know the route there is no such place nearby. Please dont expect me to take you to restaunrant while I am braless like this. Mamta started to say I cannot go on a road. It was unbearing for her that she decided to go near some bushes, asked me to stop the bike. She left her purse went to the bushes, then I heard her phone ringing. It was Sanjay who is calling I called out Mamta, she I think has gone far inside bushes I think she didnt hear me. I thought whether to answer the call or not, I decided to take call . Anyway Renjith has not called from once he left day before yesterday. Only received message saying flight delayed and issue and some issue with his phone which I didnt understand.

I answered the call, it was Sanjay he started speaking before I could say a hello. Mams , the name he fondly calls her, he said I know you are with Shalini so just listen to what I am saying dont reply back. Renjith woke up he is stable now but we still cannot tell the details to Shalini you be with her.I will call you after an hour. He said something more like that which I didnt listend as my head has gone numb. By the time he finished the call Mamta came back, she saw me in standing like a statue. She saw I am holding the phone and tears flowing from eyes. She said you need to calm down. Renjith is all fine he is perfectly fine. He met with an accident, he has no single scratch on his body. It is that just he is in hospital I will take you there. I said I want to go now itself , I cannot wait a second. I rode bike quickly to hospital.

I reached hospital he was moved to a room. Sanjay was surprised to see me. He said wait will take you to him not quickly, but I didnt listen to him. I just wanted to go inside. Renjith was sleeping, there is a small bandaid on his forehead apart from that nothing. He looks perfectly ok . I tried to wake him up, I know he will be very happy to see me near him. I scolded Sanjay and Mamta for not telling me. I was going out and playing games when my husband was in hospital, I felt very bad.

Sanjay waited for a second, he held me shoulders and said please listen. We thought to call you immediately once he woke up but there is a small complexity. He has some memory loss, he is not remembering anything that happened in last 1 year or something. It was a shock to me, Sanjay continued he is not remembering you now. We asked the doctor he said may be a good sleep will help him get bak his memory may be few days. We didnt want to tell you and scare you. I was confident he will remember me the moment he sees me.

Mamta told me to go back to home and come back later, Sanjay will take care of him. I dont feel like going home, I need to sit with him and save him. She reminded atleast lets go home and change clothes and come. I was in braless dress while riding the bike and running in the hospital corridors. I dont care now. Two doctors came to inspect Ranjith then, they woke him up. Asked how you are feeling asked him how do you feel you remember everyone. Renjith seemed annoyed with this, he responded I know he looked at Sanjay and Mamta and acknowledged them. He doesnot remember me. Sanjay told him I am a new employee in company and I was taking care of him last 2 days. Doctors told him you had a minor accident and you may not remember all things so we asked. It seems you look normal that will also be fine in few days you can go home day after tomorrow.

I excused myself to use the restroom because I wanted to freshen up. While I was in there, I overheard Renjith talking to Sanjya about me. He mentioned that she looked familiar and had a very pretty face. I couldn't help but notice that she wasn't wearing a bra, which made me feel a bit uncomfortable. I returned to the conversation and Sanjay introduced me as his colleague. He asked me to continue the story we were discussing earlier, so as not to shock Renjith. I agreed and stepped out of the room to call Varun. I informed him that I would be taking my planned week off next week due to some unexpected emergencies, and asked him to inform the managers


Renjith mentioned that he wanted to have a conversation with Sanjay, so Mamta and I stepped outside the room. Mamta assured me that she would find a dress for me to wear. Seeing the worry on my face regarding Renjith's health, she tried to lighten the mood by jokingly suggesting that I could stay in my birthday suit. She playfully slapped my boob, trying to make me smile. A few minutes later, Sanjay emerged from the room looking tense. He said goodbye and left with Mamta. I returned to our room and found Renjith fast asleep, looking peaceful like a baby. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door and it was Mamta. She handed me a package and quickly left. I opened it to find a yellow cotton top and a blue skirt. There was also a pink t-shirt and orange shorts. I decided to wear the top and skirt. However, I noticed that there was no bra in the package, only two pairs of panties. I called Mamta and asked her if she had forgotten to buy me a bra. She responded by saying, "You're with your husband, why do you need so many layers, dear?" I replied, expressing my concern that Renjith had lost his memory and I didn't want him to think poorly of me.

I made my way to the corner of the room and decided to change my clothes. Glancing over at Renjith, I noticed he was fast asleep. Slowly, I took off my outfit and examined myself in the mirror. Carefully, I slipped on the top, but as I turned around quickly, I had a strange feeling he was watching me undress. Perhaps it was just my imagination, he was definitely asleep. I then put on the skirt and panties, making sure the skirt reached my knees. The top was quite thin, revealing the shape of my breasts and nipples, a reminder that I wasn't wearing a bra. Suddenly, I heard a cough and saw Renjith opening his eyes, asking for some water. I hurried to get it for him, bending down to pour the water, unintentionally exposing a wide gap in my neckline, giving him a glimpse of my cleavage.



I had the urge to take off my top and stand there without it, just so he could see me comfortably. However, I noticed that he didn't have an erection. Maybe he was wearing underwear? I wasn't sure. Perhaps he was just tired. Poor guy. I walked over to him to check the saline levels being injected into him. I knew that when I stood by the window, my silhouette without a bra would be clearly visible to him. He seemed to be staring blankly at my silhouette. Eventually, he fell back asleep. I leaned back on my nearby bed and lay down. I don't know when I drifted off to sleep. I was awakened by the sound of giggling - two young nurses had entered the room. As I looked down, I realized that my skirt had ridden up above my panty elastic line, giving anyone who walked in a full view. I quickly adjusted my dress and approached the nurses. They had come to administer some sleep medication. They informed me that he was experiencing some pain, so they were giving him medicine to help him sleep. He would be semi-conscious during this time.

Nurses administered the medication to him, and they were laughing afterwards. I inquired about the situation, but the girls mistook me for a caregiver instead of his wife. They informed me that he had put on quite a show, luckily he was asleep or he might have had a heart attack. The other nurse even commented on his appearance, mentioning his size, which she had noticed while changing his gown. The other nurse added that he had PTSD, which was causing his erectile issues. I was shocked to learn this, which explained why he hadn't been aroused during the show. I called Mamta to confirm, and she confirmed it. That's why she bought me a revealing dress, so I could seduce him. Both nurses have since left.

While Renjith was sleeping, he began mumbling something. I couldn't make out what he was saying. I approached him, and he was in a semi-conscious state, opening his eyes and saying something. Then he complimented me, saying I looked beautiful. He said something else, and then mentioned feeling an itch in his penis. I lifted his gown and gently touched it to provide relief. He asked if I could show him my breasts, as he had never seen them before. I asked him whose breasts he had seen. He mentioned seeing the naked or partially naked models who visit his garment factory. He doesn't remember me, but he remembers other girls' breasts. Perhaps I should bring his favorite model here, naked, so he can regain his memory and erection. I asked him who he liked the most, and he mentioned someone else. After a few seconds, he said Alice, who had helped him with a demonstration. She had some mishaps with her dress and ended up naked in the factory, arriving on a scooter. I realized he was talking about me. I felt relieved. He repeated, "Alice, show me your breasts," and it was the best thing I could hear at that moment. I took off my top, held both of my breasts in my hands, and brought them close to his face. However, he had fallen back asleep. I stayed like that for a couple of hours before deciding to return to bed and sleep.


I stepped out of the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around me and a pink panty on. The towel barely covered half of my thighs, leaving half of my boobs exposed. I was certain that this sight would be enough to turn on even a deadboy. As I walked in front of my husband Renjith, I noticed his eyes fixed on my body, particularly my boobs. I felt the same shyness I experienced the first time I stood naked in front of him. I asked if he needed anything, and he requested that I open the curtains to let more light in and get some water, but he insisted that I get dressed first. I told him it could wait and slowly approached him. While bending down to pick up the water bottle, I knew he had a view of my ass from behind. I handed him the water, but his gaze remained fixated on my boobs. I helped him lie back down and tucked him in, but my towel came undone above my chest, surprising him. I quickly covered myself, though the towel slipped slightly below. I saw the shock on his face as he gasped at the sight. I turned away, accidentally revealing my pink panties underneath. Facing the window, I readjusted my towel, making sure he couldn't see. I seductively opened the curtain, letting light flood the room. Turning back towards him, I considered readjusting my towel again. I caught his eyes and slowly undid the knot holding my towel in place. Just as I was about to open the door, two doctors entered the room, engrossed in their conversation. They approached Renjith, asking how he was feeling, only to notice me standing there in a small towel. Apologizing, they asked me to go and change. As I headed towards the bathroom, I overheard Renjith discussing his health issues with the doctors, who began to explain further.

That's when the senior doctor entered the room, and he was extremely harsh. He glanced at Renjith and remarked, "Oh, this guy has an erectile issue, hmm." He instructed the accompanying nurse, "We need a scan, please take him there in the bed." Once she left, he turned his attention towards me. I could feel his gaze piercing through the towel I was wearing, knowing that I was naked underneath. He asked me, "Who are you?" and I replied, "I am Renjith's wife." The doctor pondered, "Hmm, it will take time for him to regain his previous state, maybe tomorrow or even weeks or months. Are you planning to walk around naked until he recovers his erection?" I felt humiliated by the way he asked those questions. To make matters worse, the room door was left open, allowing anyone passing by to see a half-naked woman standing there. He once again focused on my thighs and commented, "You seem to have discoloration near your thighs. Please sit on the table, let me examine it." He spoke with such authority that it frightened me, so I quickly moved to the bed. He leaned in closer to my thighs and inspected the area. I couldn't help but feel vulnerable, knowing that I was completely naked and he could easily lift the towel. He slightly lifted my towel and asked, "Do you have this color difference in any other places?" I replied, "I don't know." He then turned to the junior doctors who were present earlier and instructed them to take a look and provide their suggestions. I felt embarrassed as they brought their faces so close to my thighs and touched the spot, which was just five inches below my pussy. They couldnot figure out anything. He just laughed and said that was nothing. I realized may be he played a trick to see me closely.

I was just about to hop off the table when Varun walked in. Varun found out about my husband's accident and decided to pay a visit. Back in the office, Varun always had this weird habit of trying to sneak a peek inside my dress. He's the one who roped me into the football team and chose the white dress for us. His wish came true when I got caught in the rain the other day. And now, he's getting an eyeful with me in just a towel. I felt so awkward standing there. I searched for my spare dress, which was stored in the bed's lower compartment - the same bed they took for scanning. I had no other outfit to wear since my other dress was still damp in the bathroom. What a day! I seem to be giving everyone a thrill except my husband. Varun moved closer and suggested I change. I replied that I had no clothes to change into. He then offered to buy me one from outside and asked for my sizes. I was mortified by his questions. Just then, he received a phone call - turns out he wasn't alone; the other team members were on their way up. I pleaded with him not to bring them up as I was practically naked. He shot me a mischievous glance. His eyes were undressing me. He requested to use the washroom, and I felt even more embarrassed, knowing he probably needed to relieve himself immediately.


Mamta arrived with the food and caught me in a state of undress. She playfully asked why I was walking around naked. Just then, the nurse brought Renjith back. Thank goodness my husband and clothes were back. Renjith was surprised to see me in a towel and questioned why I was naked. Mamta quickly defended me, saying I was only half-naked because my dress was in the bed compartment that he took. I understood her intentions, she was trying to tease him. I silently thanked her. Renjith admitted that he couldn't see those parts, but he believed I was naked except for the panties I had in the morning. Mamta jokingly scolded him for figuring that out while lying in bed. She then pushed me to stand in front of Renjith, emphasizing that I wasn't naked because I had a towel. As she said this, she untied my towel and it fell to the ground, leaving me standing there naked. I tried to cover my breasts with my hands while Renjith eagerly looked on. Just as things were getting awkward, Sanjay walked in and asked what was happening. Mamta scolded him for not knocking and quickly stood in front of me to cover me up. I couldn't help but feel embarrassed, even though Sanjay had seen more than that before.

After the awkward moment passed, we all sat down to eat the food Mamta had brought. The tension eased as we chatted and laughed, with Mamta making jokes to lighten the mood. I couldn't help but be grateful for her quick thinking and sense of humor in diffusing the situation. Later I heard Renjith speaking to Sanjay alone saying when he saw me naked with Mamta and Sanjay walking in he felt something on his penis like an erection. May be this is what I needed to do.

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After Mamta and Sanjay left, there was an uncomfortable silence between us. We had our meal at the hospital. He seemed hesitant to speak with me after catching a glimpse of me naked. He apologized for Mamta's actions in pulling the towel in front of him. I reassured him that even I was surprised by her behavior. After a brief pause, he mentioned that he didn't see anything as it all happened quickly. I jokingly asked if he was disappointed that he missed seeing me naked. Taken aback, he quickly clarified that wasn't what he meant. Seeing me laugh, he mentioned he wouldn't mind seeing me like that again. We both chuckled, and I replied that maybe next time. He requested some juice, and as I was clearing the dirty plates and food from his bedside table, he accidentally spilled curry on me. With a look of regret, he apologized. I comforted him, saying it was fine, and went to dispose of the dirty plates outside the hospital room. I noticed that the curry had also stained his hospital gown. I swiftly suggested we change his gown. He hesitated, saying I didn't have to do it. I teased him, reminding him that he had no problem seeing me naked, so why be shy now?

I just asked him to move a bit, and he responded by saying that he can actually stand and doesn't always have to lie down. I didn't want him to strain himself, so I was hesitant to call the nurses. I remembered how they made fun of his lack of erection, so I decided to just change his clothes instead. I untied his gown and removed it, leaving him lying naked in bed. It surprised me to see him so shy, especially since he never seemed shy when we were naked in front of Mamta and Sanjay. Maybe he lost his memory of that. Just then, a nurse entered the room to administer his night medicine and saw me with my naked husband. I didn't know what to do. The nurse asked what was happening, and I quickly explained that his gown got dirty and I was trying to remove it. She advised against doing such activities and told me to call for assistance next time. She took the gown with her and said she would bring a new one. Meanwhile, my husband remained naked and embarrassed. He asked why I didn't lock the door and requested something to cover himself. I felt sorry for him. Although he wasn't getting an erection, I was feeling aroused. The nurse returned with a wet towel and began wiping his body. She wiped his face, chest, and legs, and then proceeded to wipe his penis. I felt upset seeing this happen to my husband. After she finished wiping him, she realized she forgot to bring the new gown and left the room again. Renjith was lying there, closing his eyes in embarrassment. The nurse eventually returned, helped him put on the gown, and then left. He was angry with me for making him feel like an exhibition.

I was kinda stumped on what to say to him. He looked at me and asked, "Aren't you going to change?" I told him I needed a bath too. So, I headed to the bathroom, took off my dress, and tossed it in the wash. After a quick shower, I reached for the dress I had hung up to dry earlier. I thought it’d be fun to come out in just my towel and change in front of Renjith. I stepped out of the bathroom wrapped in my towel, holding my skirt and t-shirt. I tied the towel loosely, hoping it would fall when he glanced over. I considered making up an excuse about the bathroom floor being wet. But he was already fast asleep, missing my little moment. I dropped the towel and stood there for a second, letting out a soft "ouch" since he was in such a deep sleep. I didn’t want to wake him, so I just grabbed the t-shirt from the table. Then his phone started ringing, and I didn’t want to disturb him with that noise. I quickly went over and picked it up. The screen showed a name: Bernard.

I picked the call, as it could be a business call. I was answering a phone call of a stranger and I am stark naked. I was feeling awkaward and shy. He asked for my husband, I told him he is in medication and sleep didn't give more details. I asked the details. He said he needs some documents to be sent to him related to the export details. It has to happen today itself. I was not sure what to tell him. I just said yes I will check and WhatsApp. Renjith is in deep sleep. I called Sanjay immediately he has not answered, I have dialled him couple of times and he has not answered yet. I am still standing naked in that hospital room.I reached for my pink panties and slipped them on, the fabric feeling soft against my skin. As I grabbed my yellow t-shirt next, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of urgency. I called Sanjay again, placing the call on speaker as I pulled the t-shirt over my head, the fabric gently brushing against my braless bobs. Then I slipped into my blue skirt, tying everything together.Still no answer from Sanjay. I realized I might have to go to the office myself to find those documents. Taking a deep breath, I gathered my things, determination replacing the initial embarrassment.

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I booked a uber , waited at the reception and called Sanjay he is not answering. My uber has arrived I ran and got into the car, I dont know whether anybody noticed my braless boobs bounced while I ran to car. It is stil drizzling , I got inside the car. I called Mamta also she also hasnot answered. I was not sure what happened to both of them. I heard the driver calling me, I didn't know when I got slept. We reached the gate of the factory. Rain has stopped. I paid the driver and got down from the car. He gave a smile and left. The weather was little cool because of the drizzling and rains from morning.  I walked to security cabin looking for Chacha. He is not there.  I dont know his number call, the cabin is also locked. I looked through the cabin window saw a phone number . I called that number , it gave a message that number doesnot extist. I dont know when he will came or whether he will be back or not. 

I waited for a few minutes, walked around. I was getting impatient. With no other option, I decided to jump. The gate was just a little taller than me. I found a small wooden piece, stepped onto it, and with a determined effort, managed to pull myself to the top. Slowly, I swung my legs over to the other side and prepared to drop. That's when my skirt snagged, catching firmly on the gate. My feet touched the ground, but the hem of my skirt was stubbornly held, leaving me standing with my skirt hiked high above my waist, completely exposed. I tugged, tried every angle, but it wouldn't budge. There was only one option left: I had to duck down and peel the skirt off over my head. It was a slightly awkward maneuver, but I managed, finding myself standing in the profound silence, in the middle of nowhere, clad only in my pink panties and a T-shirt. As I tried to free my skirt from the gate, my phone started ringing I was startled to hear the phone sound, It was Sanjay. "What happened? Why did you call so many times?" he asked, his voice laced with concern. He'd been in a meeting, phone on silent, and seeing my calls had clearly scared him. He quickly added that the file Bernard was looking for should be in the office and he can guide me on that. He said good you picked up Bernard's  call it was very important that we share that export license document with them.  He told me to send it asap. He asked to walk inside the office and check the first shelf for a blue folder and give him a call.



I rushed towards the office, finding the main door locked. I opened it, and I started searching for something on the shelf. When it wasn't there, I moved to other cupboards, finally spotting a  blue folder tucked away in a drawer. I quickly snapped a picture of the documents inside and sent it to Sanjay for confirmation. "Yes, that's the one," he replied, and I immediately forwarded the image to Bernard. A sigh of relief escaped my lips as I sank into the chair.

A shiver ran down my spine; the chair was surprisingly cold. Damn, I thought, realizing I'd left my skirt at the gate. Glancing out the window, I saw evidence of a good rain shower while I'd been busy in my search. Slowly, I stepped outside the door, looking for any movement. Seeing no one, I dashed towards the gate. My skirt, now thoroughly drenched and clinging to the metal, was stuck. As I started to climb the gate to retrieve it, my phone began to ring inside the office.

I had no choice but to sprint back, dressed only in my T-shirt and pink panties. In my haste, I stepped into a puddle, slipping and falling with a soft thud. The phone's ringing stopped, then started again as I scrambled to my feet and resumed my dash. By the time I reached my desk, the ringing had almost ceased, but I managed to snatch it on the very last ring. "Hello?" I gasped, still panting. It was Sanjay. Bernard had dropped a mail confirming he was able to process the license. He asked why I was panting, and I simply said I'd come running to pick up the call, leaving out the detail that I was standing there in nothing but my panties and Tshirt. 

The office floor, which was perfectly clean a few minutes ago, now had muddy footprints and water marks from my fall outside. My wet T-shirt, sticking to me like a second skin showing my nipple and my areola completely, was dripping constantly. Each drop added to the mess on the carpet. I quickly stepped out of the room; I needed to get my skirt from the gate. Even though my T-shirt was dirty, I put it back on because I didn't want to walk around without it.

When I got to the gate, I climbed over it. The cool metal felt strange against my skin. My skirt was finally free, but it had rust stains on it. I saw a tap on the wall and washed the skirt there. After a quick look around to make sure no one was watching, I pulled off my soaking T-shirt. So there I was, standing in just my light pink panties, right inside my husband's company compound. I had no other clothes to change into—everything was now wet. I hugged the wet clothes to my chest, trying to cover myself, as I walked back towards the office.

Suddenly, I heard a motorbike roaring, which made me freeze. I spun around, my heart pounding, relieved to see it was just a bike passing on the road outside. As I turned back, I noticed something at the entrance: a security camera. A shock went through me. I had walked past that camera so many times in just my panties, and even stood topless in front of it! Surely only Ranjith can see the CCTV footage, I hoped, feeling my face get hot. Who could I even ask about it? Back inside the office, there was another camera looking down from the ceiling. I suddenly felt very shy looking at the cameras, especially remembering the fact that I was  just walking around in front of them in just my panties.

I walked into the room and put my wet clothes in a corner to dry, then settled myself in a blind spot. Even though my panties were damp, I definitely didn't want to be completely naked in my husband's office without him around. Outside, it was still raining and pretty cold, so I knew I'd have to stay put until my clothes were dry. The locker where we kept designer clothes was locked by the store manager, and I didn't have the keys. I found a charger and plugged in my phone, scrolling through Instagram reels to pass the time.

Suddenly, Mamta called. I picked up, and she told me Renjith had woken up when she went there. Apparently, he'd seen a notification on his phone about some trespassing at the factory, picked up by motion detection. Then Mamta asked, "Why are you walking around naked there?" I was startled! "How do you know?" I asked, since I was sitting in a blind spot. She said Renjith had sent her a video of me. Because he's having temporary memory loss, he must not have recognized me and thought I was trespassing. Oh my god, my husband sent her a video of me naked from the CCTV! I quickly explained to Mamta what had really happened. She then asked, "Are you totally naked, then?" I said, "No, I have panties on." I asked her why she was asking since she'd seen the footage. She then sent me the video on WhatsApp, and it was me in my T-shirt and panties from before I fell. I felt a huge wave of relief. Then it hit me: who else might he have sent it to before Mamta? But Mamta quickly reassured me, "Don't worry, he didn't send it to anyone else. He knows you're my friend and wanted to check with me first what you were doing there." I felt so much better after that. 

Mamta then told me to call Renjith directly and tell him about the document request from Bernard. She hung up, then called back a couple of minutes later, this time on video. I disconnected and tried to audio call her back, but it failed. The third time, she called on video again. Feeling utterly embarrassed, even though I knew she might be messing with me and she'd seen me topless many times before, I finally answered. After a second's lag, the call connected, and there on the screen was Renjith, my husband.

He looked absolutely shell-shocked to see me topless in front of the camera. I could see him looking from side to side, calling out for Mamta, saying, "Look, this girl is naked in my office! What is she doing? Who is with her?" His eyes were fixed on my boobs; I could feel it. I felt so embarrassed, even though it was my own husband seeing me naked. But for him, I was a stranger now. His question about who I was with stung a little too.

Mamta quickly jumped in, "No, no, she got into an accident trying to save your company, and that's how she ended up naked there, poor girl. She did all these extremes for you and is standing there without a thread for you." I quickly interrupted, "No, I'm wearing a panty!" Both Mamta and Renjith burst out laughing at that. Then he asked, "How will you come from there? Chacha might be there," and so on. I told them I was waiting for my dress to get a little dry, then I could come in an Uber.

Renjith continued the conversation for a few more minutes, nothing major, but I felt like he just wanted to keep talking to keep seeing me naked like that. Then I heard Mamta tell Renjith it would be hard for him to be on the phone like that in bed. She offered to connect his mobile output to the hospital TV screen so he could see more clearly. I was terrified. Was she really planning to project my naked video onto the TV screen? What if a doctor or nurse walked in? I quickly made some excuses and disconnected the call.

I felt like I was having some kind of connection with Renjith, but I wasn't sure if it was just for me, or if for him, it was just the thrill of seeing a pretty girl naked. After I hung up, I stepped out from the blind spot and stood directly in front of the CCTV, knowing Renjith would be watching me. Almost immediately, I got another video call from Mamta. I knew it was Renjith making excuses to call me again. This time, I picked up the call, holding the phone slightly lower so he could see my boobs and navel.

On the screen, it was Mamta, and she exclaimed, "You silly girl, please cover up! This isn't your husband to give a show to!" I felt a flush of embarrassment. Then she asked, "You're out of the blind spot now, right?" I asked her how she knew, she said could see Renjith eagerly sticking on his mobile screen, watching intently. I felt butterflies in my stomach. Then she said, "Even her husband and the IT security guys might also have access, and you're giving a free nude show to them too." I just realized what a fool I am.

I must have dozed off in the chair, as I was suddenly woken by my phone ringing. It was Sanjay, on an audio call. He told me that Bernard had called, and they were happy with everything. Bernard had heard about Renjith's accident and wanted assurance from the nominee, which apparently was me. Renjith had made me second-in-charge without my knowledge. Sanjay said they just wanted to know who was running things and to thank me for getting the document to them on time, otherwise, they would've faced a huge fine. He added that they simply wanted to put a "face to a name."

A million thoughts raced through my mind: What face? Is this going to be a video call? Oh my god, I'm practically naked, how can I answer? I desperately wanted to tell Sanjay no, but I couldn't exactly blurt out that I was standing naked in the office. What if he accessed the CCTV to see me naked, even though I knew he'd seen me before? I still felt so shy. I asked him if it was really necessary, and he insisted, "Yes, it's very important. You don't know how much pressure we're under. Please be ready." Then he hung up.


"Please be ready." That phrase echoed in my mind, but ready with what? I didn't have any clothes to present myself. All I had was that cheap T-shirt, which was probably still wet and dirty despite my attempts to wash it. The call with Bernard could start in minutes, and I had nothing to wear. My eyes landed on a small, checked tablecloth. I pulled it from the table and dbangd it over my shoulders. It covered them, but barely, ending right where my bra cups would begin. I'd have to adjust my camera carefully so they only saw me from the shoulders up, hoping they'd think it was some kind of quirky dress.

I checked my camera angle and decided on my sitting position. Soon, the Zoom invite popped up. They started by expressing their sympathy for Renjith and then officially welcomed me onboard. The conversation then shifted to export and business, topics I wasn't very familiar with, but Sanjay handled all the questions. Most of the discussion was between them. My entire focus, however, was on that tiny towel on my shoulders. I felt incredibly shy and embarrassed, sitting naked in front of these two men. The conversation continued for another five minutes, then they wished me "all the best" and ended the call.

As I lifted my hands to wave goodbye, the towel slipped from my shoulders just as the call disconnected. For a split second, I saw Sanjay's mouth drop open. Bernard was almost off the screen, so he probably didn't notice. Knowing what Sanjay might do next, I quickly pulled off the towel and dbangd it over one of the CCTV cameras. I could see the camera moving side to side as it tried to adjust.

Suddenly, I had to pee urgently. I rushed to the washroom. While I was inside, I heard a loud noise from outside—it was Chacha, shouting, "Who the hell is inside? This is private property! How dare you! I'm calling the security officer!"

"Chacha, it's me, Shalini!" I called out. "I came here for an urgent call. You weren't here when I arrived, so I let myself in." He immediately calmed down. "Sorry, Madam, for shouting," he said, asking if I was alright. "I'm good, Chacha," I replied, "Can you get me some tea from the shop outside?" I needed him to leave so I could finally come out, otherwise I'd be stuck in there naked.

"Sure, Madam," he said. "The rain's almost over. I'll get you some snacks and tea." I heard his footsteps fade away. I waited another two minutes, then opened the door slightly to scan the room. Once I was sure he'd left, I stepped out. To my surprise, the tablecloth was back on the table. He must have taken it off the camera and put it there. Shit, I thought, I probably gave Sanjay, or whoever's watching the CCTV, a nice ass pose. I went to gather the clothes I'd left to dry, but they were gone. Not a single cloth remained. I checked if the wind had carried them away, but there was no wind inside the room.

I didn't know what to do. Chacha might be back in ten minutes. Should I go and hide somewhere? If I just disappeared, Chacha might get suspicious and search for me, or even call the security officer. I had no idea what to do. I didn't even have his number to call and tell him I was leaving, but how would I leave in just these thin pink panties? It felt like everything was going dark around me. I just sat back down in the chair.

Maybe I could tell Chacha that he'd accidentally left with the clothes I was wearing. If I was lucky, he'd have them and could give them back to me. If he hadn't taken them, then who had? And if it was someone else, had they seen me naked too? So many questions raced through my mind. Finally, I concluded that I had no other option than to tell Chacha I was stark naked. "Please don't come in," I'd say, "bring me some dress instead of snacks." I couldn't exactly cover my nudity with a bag of chips. I gathered all my courage to tell him all this.

Then I heard the distinct sound of an autorickshaw pulling up – the ultimate moment for me to be naked in front of Chacha. A rush of emotions flooded my mind. I sat on the chair, covering my eyes with my hands. I didn't want to see his face, or his expression, when he saw me naked. I could hear the autorickshaw pulling away and footsteps approaching. The inevitable moment was here, to reveal my nudity to old Chacha. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad. It's just a body, after all. Animals and birds don't cover themselves. Just don't make a fuss, I told myself. Walk up to him casually and say, "Hey, how are you? How do I look? Why are you staring like that, haven't you seen a woman before?" I could hear Chacha singing a song: "Choli ke peeche kya hai." In my mind, I thought, What a song to sing. I don't even have a choli for him to ask about. I just gathered all my courage as the footsteps got closer. I heard the sound of the door opening. I squeezed my eyes shut and cupped my breasts with my hands.

Then I heard a voice: "Chacha, can you check whether the tap outside is closed?"

It was Mamta! I felt instantly relieved. I opened my eyes, barely able to believe it was her. She looked at me and said, "Shameless girl, you're still naked? Oh no, you are wearing a panty." She was playfully teasing me. Seeing her, a huge weight lifted. She handed me a cover, and inside was a frock. I quickly grabbed the dress from the cover and turned away to put it on. She playfully shouted at me, "Now she's shy? All these hours you were naked, attended business calls, sent out the servant to get tea! When I come and give you some clothes to cover up, now you're feeling shy! You are a shameless drama girl!" she teased. I didn't even wear the dress properly; I just dropped it, ran to her, hugged her, kissed her on the cheeks, and said, "Thanks! Please, let me wear something!" I pulled on the dress. It was very short, barely reaching my mid-thighs, but it was definitely better than being naked. It had a zip down the front, right to my navel. Then she said, "This is Renjith's selection." I asked, "How come?" Mamta replied that she'd sent a few pictures to Renjith to choose from, and he had picked this one. It was him who sent Mamta to buy me clothes because I was naked.

Mamta took my couple pics , I gave her a look she said its for Renjith. I gave little pose to her lifting little of my frock to show more thighs. Thats when the Chacha walked in. He was staring at me, his gaze sweeping over my body in the short dress. I couldn't help but imagine his reaction if he'd arrived just a minute before Mamta, seeing me completely bare with naked boobs and a thin transparent panty. He might have had a heart attack. Mamta noticed his lingering stare and told Chacha to get a cab for us to go back. He left with a rather sad expression.

Then, I heard a few notifications ping. Mamta had posted the photos she'd taken in a group chat where we were all present. "Why did you post them in the group? Sanjay might see them!" I asked. She mumbled an apology, saying it was a mistake, and started furiously deleting them. But she only deleted them for herself, so my photo in the white frock was now visible to everyone in the group.

Soon enough, Sanjay sent a "Wow" message, asking, "You changed that red dress? You were looking good in that too." Which red dress? I thought, then realized he was talking about the tablecloth I'd used during the call.

By then, Chacha had arrived with an autorickshaw. I made sure I had the blue folder with me, and we both got into the vehicle. I leaned against Mamta's lap and drifted off to sleep. As I slept, the hem of my frock rode up, revealing a good amount of my wheat thighs and the edges of my pink panty to the autorickshaw driver and people on the street. Oblivious, I slept soundly.

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Mamta woke me up when we reached my flat. I was feeling incredibly sleepy and tired, so I just stumbled out of the autorickshaw and said goodbye. She called me back, though, and adjusted my frock, which had ridden up, revealing my panties—something I was too exhausted to notice. On the way inside, the security guard tried to say something, but I just ignored him and walked straight in.

I slept wonderfully, waking up around 5:15 AM feeling much better. That's when my mind started replaying everything that happened yesterday. I was so grateful that Chacha hadn't seen me naked in my panties. A wave of relief washed over me. I took off my clothes, tossed them in a corner, and then enjoyed a hot bath.

Coming out of the bath, wrapped in a towel, I began combing my hair. My eyes fell on the dress I'd removed to air dry, and then it hit me: my clothes from yesterday were still missing. That meant someone had come and taken them, and whoever it was must have seen me naked. A knot of unease tightened in my stomach. I'd been so relieved that Chacha hadn't seen me, but now I realized he likely had. Plus, he still had my old clothes.

I called him on the number I'd gotten from Sanjay later. He sounded like I'd woken him up. "Hi Chacha, I want you to return my clothes," I said.

"What clothes, Madam?" he replied.

"The ones I put for drying," I clarified.

I was worried. I went to a nearby restaurant around 8:30 AM for my breakfast. When I parked my scooty, I found a note on the console that I hadn't noticed before. It was a crumpled, cheap piece of paper, scrawled in crude, block letters: 'LOVELY CURVES, MADAM. ENJOYED THE SHOW. A LITTLE BIRD TOLD ME YOU MIGHT ENJOY MORE EYES ON YOU. DON'T WORRY, I'LL KNOW IF YOU PLAY ALONG.' Some kind of crap advertisement, I thought, and just tossed it away.

After breakfast, I came back and took my scooty. This time, I found a note inside my helmet: 'YOUR SKIRT FEELS SOFTER THAN I IMAGINED. KEEPING IT WARM FOR YOU. FOR OUR NEXT ACT, WEAR A FLOWY SKIRT AND NO PANTIES. TAKE A WALK ON THE MARINE DRIVE PROMENADE AT 6 PM. I WANT THE EVENING BREEZE TO BE OUR PARTNER. NO CHEATING.' I tossed that away too and headed to my flat.

As I walked in, the security guard approached me and passed me another note. This one said: 'YOU ARE BEING A BAD GIRL NEGLECTING ALL MY MESSAGES. SOON I WILL POST YOUR NAKED PICTURES FROM YOUR HUSBAND'S OFFICE IF YOU DON'T AGREE TO MY TASKS. I HAVE PICS OF YOU LYING IN THE OFFICE ROOM WEARING SWEATY PINK PANTIES SHOWCASING YOUR ORANGE SIZED BOOBS HANGING LIKE LOTUS FLOWER BUDS.'

A shiver ran through me. The threat was real. Someone had seen me naked and was now blackmailing me. I didn't know what to do or whom to tell. I quickly put on my dress and headed to the hospital.

Today, we were moving Renjith from the hospital to a small house nearby. It would make follow-ups easier, and we didn't want to bring him back to the flat just yet. Sanjay and Mamta were there to help with everything. For Renjith, I was still just a caretaker who also worked in his office, and who had even shed her clothes in front of him a couple of times. That part still didn't make sense to him – why I'd gotten naked without much complaint. Perhaps he thought I was desperate for the job.

Mamta and Sanjay stepped out to finalize some arrangements. A call came from Sanjay, asking me to send him a document from his laptop, which he’d left at our home. He gave me his password. I logged in, found the file, and sent it. Accidentally, I noticed a half-played video in the video player. It was of me, walking in just my panties with my T-shirt and skirt in my hand. I played it from the beginning. It started with an empty gate area, then I walked in, in my panties and T-shirt. I watched myself remove my T-shirt and wash both it and my skirt, spending about three or four minutes topless. My boobs were swaying as I washed, I have even washed my boobs and nipple there in the open. A pang of dismay hit me, realizing Sanjay had this naked video of me. There were other protected pictures in the same folder, all opened. It hurt to know Sanjay had these intimate videos; I had trusted him. I couldn't tell Renjith now, not when he relied on Sanjay more than he did on me. I didn't know if Mamta was involved either. Was he the one blackmailing me? I had no answers.

A few minutes later, they both returned. Sanjay took his laptop. I had left the windows exactly as I found them. He might have had some suspicion, but I didn't show any doubt or unusual behavior, so he seemed to think I hadn't seen the video. I wanted to know what his plan was.

As Sanjay left, I got a Telegram message from an unknown number. It contained a picture of the threatening note I'd received, followed by the question: "Ready?" I sent a thumbs-up emoji in reply, then grabbed my scooty and headed towards Marine Drive. I was determined to catch him red-handed there.

I walked along the pavement, consciously trying not to let my skirt fly too high in the wind. I kept a close watch, checking if anyone was following me. I had strategically chosen to wear a skin-colored thong so it wouldn't be visible, making anyone who saw think I was going commando. I allowed the wind to tease my skirt hem up a couple of times, letting it reveal a bit more of my thighs. Seeing no one paying attention, I walked back to my scooty after about ten minutes. As I walked back, a small, cute puppy started barking at me. I crouched down and gently patted him. Just as I was about to stand up, I saw someone who looked like Sanjay walking in the distance. What is he doing here? I thought, my suspicion solidifying: he was the one blackmailing me. A profound sense of betrayal washed over me.

I went back home. Just as I was about to ring the doorbell, I heard Mamta and Sanjay talking inside. I froze, listening. I heard Sanjay say to Mamta, "Maybe these little playful things of Shalini are helping. That's what the doctor said." He continued, "And it looks like Renjith prefers accidental exposures from all these, so that kind of thing can help with his erectile dysfunction."

Mamta replied, her voice slightly exasperated, "Why are you worried about his erectile dysfunction? His memory is more important, right?"

"If he's erect and they have a few sessions, his memory will be back, you know what I'm saying?" Sanjay responded. "That's why we're doing this. Let it be a secret to Shalini for now, or else it won't feel natural to Renjith. I think solving his erectile disorder may help him with his memory."

Oh! So Sanjay is a good guy, even if he's going about this the wrong way. He's doing it for our benefit. I felt an urge to go and hug him, to say thank you. Maybe he'd already received his "present" – the video, I thought. Still, it bothered me that he had that video.

I walked into the room. Mamta and Sanjay stopped talking, and I saw Renjith in his room, doing something on his laptop. Is he watching the video? Is this video for Sanjay or Renjith? I wondered. I couldn't tell if Sanjay was a villain or a hero, or if he secretly enjoyed watching my naked video.

I sat down with Sanjay and Mamta. As I settled in, my phone buzzed with a Telegram notification. It said, "You cheated, you wore panties." This was followed by two photos of me crouching down, my skirt lifted by the wind, with my thong clearly visible, the thin strap disappearing into my ass crack. I wondered how he managed to send the message while sitting right in front of me. Was it Renjith who sent it, or was it some kind of scheduled message? I had no answer.

I quickly typed, "Sorry dear, I chickened out." The next message came instantly: "Call me master." Okay, this was real-time, not a scheduler. "Sure, master, what can I do now?" I replied. I glanced over at Renjith and saw a small smile on his face. Aha, so it's him sending these messages! I thought. Is he blackmailing me to see my naked pictures? I'll show you everything, my dear, I decided.

The next message read, "Since you cheated on this, you will get a punishment in the morning." I asked what it was, but received no response. I saw Renjith fold his laptop and lie down.

I escorted Sanjay and Mamta out. As Mamta walked behind me, she "accidentally" raised my skirt hem. "Ouch!" I said, quickly covering myself. I turned to her, ready to ask "What the hell?", but saw her blushing and asking, "What are you wearing, you shameless girl?" I realized Renjith might have seen it too. She was helping him. I shouldn't have worn the thong. I should have just let him see whatever he wanted. I should have played by their rules.

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Around 10:30 PM, I quietly checked on Renjith. He was fast asleep. I came back to my room, just putting on a simple T-shirt and shorts. Then, a message popped up: "When you go to temple tomorrow morning for the holy dip, you need to wear a saree way below your navel. Wear a yellow chiffon saree and a matching blouse, and please remember not to wear any bra." I was confused. Holy dip? Who's going? I went to bed, still perplexed.

I woke up in the middle of the night to check on Renjith, then again around 5 AM, getting ready for the temple as the message instructed. I still had no idea what was happening. Around 6, Sanjay and Mamta arrived. They asked about Renjith, then casually mentioned they were going to the temple. Aha! I thought. This blackmailing is from Sanjay and Mamta, trying to help us! But I really didn't want to wake Renjith up so early.

"We can't take Renjith to the temple so early," I told them clearly. "He's asleep under medication." They exchanged a look. "Who said anything about Renjith?" they said. Oh, these two are planning to take me to the river without him and record my video or photo, I realized. I really didn't want Sanjay seeing me naked again and again and taking my pictures.He has seen me naked way too many times. Why can't he just be satisfied with Mamta? Anyway, it was my priority to get Renjith well. "Okay then, let's go and come back before he wakes up," I said. They both looked surprised. "You're coming?" they asked. "Of course, I'm coming," I replied, and got into the car first.

Sanjay looked puzzled at Mamta. "Why are you wearing a saree today?" Sanjay asked me. "I just felt like it," I said, not wanting to tell him I'd cracked his blackmailing. Mamta was in a red cotton saree and blouse.

We reached the ghat, and there were a few people around. Oh my god, if I get wet, this saree will be completely transparent. My boobs and nipple will be totally visible, I thought. I imagined Sanjay and Mamta would take me somewhere private before the crowd, safely take my pictures, and send me back. Maybe they hadn't expected this many people. I just got out of the car and walked with Mamta and Sanjay. We reached the last step of the ghat. I simply jumped into the water. I wanted to finish quickly and leave before more people arrived.

I took three dips. I saw Mamta also getting into the water. "Good, you also dipped," she said. "Yeah, I had no other option, right?" I replied. She responded, "Don't worry, everything will be fine soon." Yes, I thought to myself, I hope so. That's why I'm doing all this. I got out of the river with Mamta. Since she was wearing a thick blouse, nothing was visible on her. For me, it was the complete opposite. Everything was on display. My breasts, their shapes, my dark nipples were visible from afar to anyone there. Sanjay had a puzzled look on his face. I didn't see him having any camera or phone.Is there a camera in locket or is that bulge a camera no definitely not camera. How is he going to record me for Renjith? Is this his private show? I went and stood in front of him. He was stealing occasional glances at my nipples, my breasts, and my hips. Water was dripping alluringly from my hips. Has he given someone else a camera to record me? Then one more person is enjoying my nudity my once sacred boobs and nipple which were supposed only to be seen by Renjith. How many people are going to see me naked? Is he trustworthy? I had no idea.

Mamta quickly went to the changing area, discarded the wet saree, put on a nighty, and came back. Then she told me, "Are you not discarding the saree?" "What?" I asked, confused. "I wasn't told that." "Who didn't say?" she retorted. I looked at Sanjay. He didn't say a word. I looked blankly at Mamta. She replied, "Don't you know you have to discard the dress for the wish to be satisfied?" What wish? I wasn't doing any wish, I was following a dare, I thought, standing dumbfounded. She said, "There will be no effect if you don't discard it." I insisted, "I haven't wished for anything!" Then she asked, "Then why did you simply come and jump into the water?" I was furious. I just pulled my pallu and said, "Enough with the drama! Let's go now." Both of them looked startled by my sudden outburst. She tried to cover my blouse with my pallu, but I snapped, "Not needed let them on display!" As she bent down to get my pallu, I could see right inside her nighty through the gaping gap. She was wearing absolutely nothing underneath. "You're also naked then!" I said loudly. "Why are you worried about me?" I was so angry I just let the pallu wind around my waist and walked with just my wet blouse. There weren't many people around as we walked. I knew Sanjay's cameraman would be somewhere, watching. Both of them didn't say anything. Mamta offered me a towel and asked me to wrap it, but I angrily threw it away. This was too much—them exposing me like this. Why couldn't they just say, "Do this," instead of taking me in front of strangers in transparent clothes and making a show?

Sanjay and Mamta dropped me at the gate. I walked inside the home. Renjith was sitting in the living room, looking surprised to see me walking in a wet blouse with two nipples very visibly pointing at him. I saw there were multiple Telegram messages, saying, "Wow, you did brilliant! Your nipples were super visible." I asked, "Master, do you want me to remove my bouse and show you my boobs, or do you want me to go stand in the middle of the railway station to air-dry this dress like this? Or do you want me to strip this and go naked in a busy junction?" There was no response. I rushed to Renjith to tell him to end the game. He was half asleep, but his hand was holding his dick. I didn't feel like shouting at him. I wanted to call Sanjay and end things.

I was about to call Sanjay when Mamta called me. "What happened, my sweetheart?" she asked. I asked her why she went to the temple. She said, "You know we've been trying for kids for some time, so a sadhu told us a holy dip with this wish on this particular day can help us have a child." I then asked, "Then why did you take me?" She replied, "Dear, you came with us. We didn't call you. You only did all this today." I was still angry. I heard Sanjay say, "Are you alright, Shalini?" I barked at him, "I saw your laptop containing my naked video!" Sanjay froze for a minute. Then I heard a slapping sound. "You pervert, you took her naked video!" Mamta cried.

"No, no, I didn't! Let me please explain," Sanjay pleaded. "You know I've seen you naked before also. I've seen your boobs many times more than you know, I feel jealous at Renjith which I told him also. But those were accidental or situational, and Renjith has also seen Mamta a couple of times; it just happened. But I never made any advancement towards you. I never took your video." He continued, "Mamta told me you were naked there in the office and to delete that video if it were recorded. I retrieved it to delete it, but out of my curiosity, I played it once and saw you walking naked in the compound. But after a few minutes, one more hooded figure entered the compound, jumping the wall. I don't know who it is. I was trying to figure it out; I copied the video so I could enhance it and find out who the person was who jumped in, not to see your nakedness. This is the truth, I can swear by Mamta and any god."

Mamta interjected, "This is true. I told him how I found you naked in the office and asked him to delete it. But the intruder thing, I'm hearing it now." Then I asked, "Then what was that you both planning about not telling Shalini and continuing the fun?" Sanjay replied, "We thought it would be fun to casually expose you to Renjith, as the doctor said he had better brain stimuli on the days you were naked or near-naked accidentally. So I asked Mamta to create situations like that video call for Renjith where you were topless, removing your towel at hospital, and yesterday's upskirt." He then sent me that full video. I saw myself walking naked from the taps. This was a more enhanced video; I could see my breasts swaying as I walked. After a few minutes, there was a hooded figure in navy blue denim jeans and a black hood entering the premise. He was there for some time and left before Mamta came. Then there was a second video: the person coming back, entering the building, and leaving after five minutes. I was dumbfounded.  So there really was somebody blackmailing me, and it was serious. I said I wanted to disconnect and would call back. They wanted to ask why I jumped in the river, but I didn't answer, simply disconnecting the call.

I looked at the messages. There were pictures of me standing in the wet blouse, clearly showing my breasts. In the background, I could see some stranger looking at me. There was a message from the blackmailer who identified himself as "shadow." It said, "Yeah, I wouldn't mind taking you to a railway station like this. You are an idol, a super sexy idol. You should be worshipped by tearing away each clothing on your body, then made to stand in sunlight without a single thread for the people to worship you. But I didn't like you venting out at me like that. You need to be punished. Go out of your home and get the newspaper lying at the gate in the dress you were wearing, with your nipples visible." I didn't want to go in front of Renjith like this. What would he think of me, a shameless girl who keeps her breasts on display all the time? Would he accept me later? I walked to the front. He was asleep. I went to the gate. There was a newspaper, and along with it, a cover. I opened it. It was my yellow T-shirt with something embroidered on it saying "suck this" and two pointers to the boob area. There were also two holes, the size of a one-rupee coin. If I wore it, my nipples would pop right through. I took that and ran back inside. This was getting very serious. This wasn't the friendly blackmail I had thought it was. I'd given quite a show today, thinking it was Sanjay helping me. The pictures were crystal clear, showing my body shape and nipples, but my face wasn't visible in them; it was either blocked by a branch or the camera angle.

I called Sanjay and Mamta to apologize. "I'm sorry," I choked out to Mamta. She replied, "It's okay, I understand, but you could have asked us. We always wanted good for you both. Renjith was always there for us during our difficult times." Tears streamed down my face as I repeated my apologies.

Then I asked her where Sanjay was. She said he was coming to my home and was talking about giving the video to some forensic people. "No, please don't do that!" I pleaded. "They'll ask for the full video, and you know I'm naked in it. Let's not do that, please." She playfully retorted, "Now you're feeling shame? You shameless girl, this morning you were so brave and shameless, showing your small boobs to everyone there." I was happy to hear Mamta's playful tone. "I'm sorry, please tell Sanjay bhaiyaa also," I said. She snapped back, "Bhaiyaa? After showcasing all your boobs and nipples, you're calling him bhaiyaa? You shameless!" I smiled, realizing she was right; I couldn't call him that anymore.

Then she asked me why I came to the temple without a bra. I confessed that I thought they were planning to expose me and show it to Renjith, and that, as always, Mamta would have a dress ready for me. Mamta still had many questions about how I knew about their temple visit, which I didn't answer. Then I asked her, "I was tricked into being like that. Why were you naked under your nighty? I saw your boobs and clean-shaven down there." She replied, "We were supposed to have fun after coming home from the dip." "Fun?" I asked. "The fun to have kids," she clarified. "Oh," I said, "I'm sorry I screwed it up." She said, "It's okay, we were tired anyway. Yeah, your 'episode' also caused some delays, but that's okay." I felt truly sorry for her. "Don't worry," I said, "next time we'll arrange a honeymoon place for you both to have fun, nobody to disturb." She laughed and said, "Good to hear you're also back in the mood." I changed out of my dress and put on a T-shirt and shorts.

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