30-12-2019, 07:31 AM
“Would you mind trying a one-piece dress?” Mr. Naidu proposed my wife as she was guided in a big ladies’ apparels store. They walked straight into the western dresses section. “Need something really sexy for this beautiful lady!” Mr. Naidu whispered to the approaching lady attendant with a naughty wink as he patted on Richa's bums. Richa had to play along and smiled to his remark as she saw the attendant turning to her. She took a quick measurement of my wife and didn’t fail to notice her bares inside. She took Richa along an aisle with multiple attractive dresses on either side. They discussed about cold shoulder or off shoulder and length of the dress as they talked and walked back to where Naidu and Patil sir were standing. “She will be stunner in a thigh length body hugging top! And it is off shoulders too! Just that she will need a push up! currently it seems you’ve taken her off!”, the attendant played smart and responded equally naughtily to Mr. Naidu, much to his pleasure. In no time, they finalized on a nice royal blue color dress for her and suggested Richa to try it out. Richa hesitated knowing she wasn’t wearing the bra and would need one so the dress could hold up properly. The attendant noticed it quickly and offered to get one for her from the adjacent section. “Has he removed both bra and panty or just bra?” she asked Richa as she again winked towards Mr. Naidu. All of them laughed when Richa meekly confirmed she needed both.
“Do you need me to assist or I allow him inside?” the attendant continued to draw fun of Richa as she approached the trial room. The section of the shop wasn’t too crowded, and Mr. Naidu was allowed to sneak into the stalls with my wife carrying the dress and pair of inners with her. Patil Sir preferred to stand at a distance like a gentleman whereas the attendant returned to the stall after placing the other dresses away. She could hear them smooching inside and suggested to keep the volume down as Mr. Naidu forced open my wife’s mouth and planted some sloppy kisses. The situation got onto him and he violently stripped her inside the tiny stall and bent her at waist on the small stool. BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG! A couple of strong slaps on her either buttocks echoed inside, followed by a hustling sound as Mr. Naidu turned her around and mauled her breasts. Richa remained quiet and passive to his aggression and that fueled him further. She was turned around again with her wrists locked in his palm over her head and her bums blasted with a second round. The noise was louder this time and Richa couldn’t stay quiet and moaned slightly. “Easy Sir!” the attendant whispered as she knocked from outside. That was enough for Naidu to get back to senses and he backtracked. To Richa's horror though, he opened the door and said sorry to the attendant. She obliged and got a good view of Richa's naked front that she wasn’t allowed to cover. “Is the bra fitting correctly? You’re big!” she commented while they leave the door open, Naidu and attendant standing on either side of it and other customers quite close by. Richa managed to smile and push her out as Mr. Naidu closed the door and assisted her to put on the bra and roll the panties up. He then assisted her putting the dress and monitored as she fixed her makeup. The attendant helped Mr. Naidu get a pair of high heels and a nice bracelet for Richa. She was concerned if she will be made to pay for it (like Imran) but Mr. Naidu didn’t turn out cheap.
Richa was quite apprehensive though when they stepped out of the trial room after a long time. The dress was extremely revealing and ran just below her upper thighs. It was extremely tight and showing her curves quite prominently. There were no sleeves off course and her shoulder blades were on display as it was an off-shoulder one. Further the straps on the behind were extremely thin and exposing most of her back as well. The push up plastic bra was virtually popping her tits out and exposing a lot (much more than Indian standards) of her cleavage. She felt as if she was completely on display and was dragged by two men who weren’t that young as her. Everyone in the shop (men accompanying their partners or the employees) was literally having her with their eyes and Mr. Naidu was proudly dragging her along the shop. Mr. Patil was turned on too, but he kept some distance and let his business partner enjoy all the thrill. Naidu would repeatedly put his hand around her waist, sometimes touch her bare arms, shoulders, caress into her hairs and at times even slip them down on her bums and gauge her reaction. My wife was finding it difficult being the center of attraction but somehow played along and responded positively to everything Naidu tried with her. It was just about getting dark when they moved out of the shop after Mr. Naidu offered the efficient attendant (obnoxious according to Richa) a hefty tip. As they walked along the mall floor, Richa held Mr. Naidu’s arm (much to his like) and kept leaning on his shoulders in between. Thankfully, he didn’t display my wife’s body to everyone and instead decided to head for an early dinner. It was too early for Richa to do dinner, but she proceeded along with Mr. Patil into a sports bar like café.
Mr. Naidu seemed pleased with the ambience inside as he walked my wife towards a table on left side. He chose a high chair over the regular sitting arrangement and offered Richa to climb and adjust on it. Both him and Mr. Patil surrounded her and while Patil sir kept some distance, Naidu was quite direct in putting his hand on her exposed thigh and caressing her arms in between. He was trying to touch a part of her body all the while and Richa obviously didn’t oppose any time. The café wasn’t too crowded but there were some groups there enjoying their drinks and food. The men were obviously ogling over my wife’s but even some of the ladies gossiped about the amount of flesh Richa displayed. Mr. Naidu offered a cocktail for himself and Richa whereas Patil sir preferred a mocktail. Now, Richa isn’t a heavy drinker at all but she continued to play party to Mr. Naidu. The café started playing some music after a while and some of the groups hit the ground to shake their bodies. Richa kept gulping the drink down slowly while Naidu completed his first two. They were enjoying some fancy finger food at the same time and Naidu was enjoying my wife too. After a couple of drinks and some time, Mr. Naidu started going little loose and started caressing Richa intimately. The lights were dim and there was music around but people could still see them in between and Richa wasn’t finding it too uncomfortable to kiss him on lips, have him hug her tightly, caressing her bare arms, planting some kisses on her shoulders etc. On a few occasions, he encouraged Mr. Patil also to get intimate with her or tried pushing her to touch him. Richa remained oblivious and available to whatever her man wanted her to do! Mr. Patil decided to leave them after about an hour leaving my wife alone with his mildly inebriated friend! He left the car for them thought with Sandesh waiting at the parking!
“Why don’t you shake your booty? Everyone is dying to watch you!” Mr. Naidu commented to my wife after Patil sir left and actually dragged her towards the relatively empty area where some groups were dancing to the music.
Now, he wasn’t too proficient with dance moves and started shaking his booty before getting my wife started. Richa isn’t too bad at dancing and a drink had actually helped her loosen up. She started dancing in front of her man casually first and then turned into some seductive moves. The men around them were obviously uneasy watching her dance shamelessly holding Mr. Naidu so close to her! Some of the groups, having girls with them, ignored and moved slightly away but few others seized the opportunity and started clapping and encouraging them. Mr. Naidu was enjoying the attention they were receiving and encouraged Richa further along with other men around. She was now dancing in a circle of men and although was close to Mr. Naidu, others were touching her up occasionally. She wasn’t drunk but thrilled and exhibited some seductive steps while dancing to some of the fast tunes. The men were getting bolder with the response from Mr. Naidu and Richa and started closing on her. On certain tunes, Mr. Naidu acted as if passing Richa to the next man standing on his side and the process was repeated as all of them openly touched her. On few occasions, men were pulling her closer, putting their hands around her waist, rub their hardness on her front or back and then release her to the next man! They were all playing it smart and would pass her back to Mr. Naidu as if admitting to his authority and then he would grab and hold her tight, sometimes kiss her, sometimes pass on few drops of liquor from his mouth into her mouth and caress her body, occasionally a slap on her bums as well! They were playing on his ego and my wife’s exposed body. Richa didn’t do anything to break the rhythm and played along!
Although Mr. Naidu thought that he had situation under control, there were occasions when Richa was absolutely ravaged. At times, when he had stepped away for a washroom break or to fetch himself a drink, Richa was groped hard, kissed and manhandled by the group. She had known that the men were part of same group and were smartly taking turns with her. On many occasions, one or two of them would dance in front of Naidu while the rest would enjoy pressing her tits, bums or further kissing her before presenting her back to him. The bouncers or management usually discourages such behavior, but they were covering each other nicely for the staff to notice. When Mr. Naidu took a break after a few songs, the men engaged him in some conversations and allowed their fellow friends enjoy my wife. Richa spent a good 15 minutes surrounded by those horny men while Mr. Naidu had stepped away to sit down and enjoy his drink and finger food. He was sitting on the nearby chair and thought that he had a good view on her but that wasn’t completely true. The men would form a wall blocking his view for a few minutes before opening it up for him. And behind the wall, everyone was enjoying Richa openly. Some of them were bold enough to kiss her and press her tits while other would grab her and press their hardness on her bums. My wife chose to remain submissive and allowed everyone have their share of fun! After a while, Mr. Naidu called her over to where he was sitting, and my wife obliged instantly. The men were dejected but couldn’t react openly. Naidu asked Richa to sit across him and started feeding her some paneer pieces in a twisted manner. He kept feeding those pieces in a manner as if stroking her mouth with his member. He made her open the mouth wide, place the piece in his fingers and then push-pull it out as if stroking before finally letting her munch. The men obviously whistled and encouraged him, and Naidu started getting bolder by making her suck his fingers dipped in alcohol.
Richa's obedience made everyone think that she was a paid escort with him. And men literally jumped asking her phone number when Naidu announced that after his fourth drink they planned to leave. Thankfully, Richa wasn’t carrying her phone with her and managed to decline giving them her number but couldn’t stop from getting aggressively groped. When Mr. Naidu was back with his fourth drink, the group encouraged him to hit the dance floor again and he eventually agreed. He was getting high and the group could easily manage to keep him engaged and enjoy with Richa for the last time. My wife sensed the urgency with which all the men were touching her! She tried her best to stay calm as everyone kissed her on the lips, pressed her breasts, and some even fingered her from over her dress. There were countless touches on her bare arms and legs, kisses on her back and shoulders and pinches on her waist! But the best part (for the men off course) was when she was somehow bent at her waist and the men (each one of them) grabbed a handful of her butts and slapped it before letting the next person enjoy similarly. Richa was thoroughly spent by the time they stepped out of the café and walked towards the exit to their car.
“Do you need me to assist or I allow him inside?” the attendant continued to draw fun of Richa as she approached the trial room. The section of the shop wasn’t too crowded, and Mr. Naidu was allowed to sneak into the stalls with my wife carrying the dress and pair of inners with her. Patil Sir preferred to stand at a distance like a gentleman whereas the attendant returned to the stall after placing the other dresses away. She could hear them smooching inside and suggested to keep the volume down as Mr. Naidu forced open my wife’s mouth and planted some sloppy kisses. The situation got onto him and he violently stripped her inside the tiny stall and bent her at waist on the small stool. BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG! A couple of strong slaps on her either buttocks echoed inside, followed by a hustling sound as Mr. Naidu turned her around and mauled her breasts. Richa remained quiet and passive to his aggression and that fueled him further. She was turned around again with her wrists locked in his palm over her head and her bums blasted with a second round. The noise was louder this time and Richa couldn’t stay quiet and moaned slightly. “Easy Sir!” the attendant whispered as she knocked from outside. That was enough for Naidu to get back to senses and he backtracked. To Richa's horror though, he opened the door and said sorry to the attendant. She obliged and got a good view of Richa's naked front that she wasn’t allowed to cover. “Is the bra fitting correctly? You’re big!” she commented while they leave the door open, Naidu and attendant standing on either side of it and other customers quite close by. Richa managed to smile and push her out as Mr. Naidu closed the door and assisted her to put on the bra and roll the panties up. He then assisted her putting the dress and monitored as she fixed her makeup. The attendant helped Mr. Naidu get a pair of high heels and a nice bracelet for Richa. She was concerned if she will be made to pay for it (like Imran) but Mr. Naidu didn’t turn out cheap.
Richa was quite apprehensive though when they stepped out of the trial room after a long time. The dress was extremely revealing and ran just below her upper thighs. It was extremely tight and showing her curves quite prominently. There were no sleeves off course and her shoulder blades were on display as it was an off-shoulder one. Further the straps on the behind were extremely thin and exposing most of her back as well. The push up plastic bra was virtually popping her tits out and exposing a lot (much more than Indian standards) of her cleavage. She felt as if she was completely on display and was dragged by two men who weren’t that young as her. Everyone in the shop (men accompanying their partners or the employees) was literally having her with their eyes and Mr. Naidu was proudly dragging her along the shop. Mr. Patil was turned on too, but he kept some distance and let his business partner enjoy all the thrill. Naidu would repeatedly put his hand around her waist, sometimes touch her bare arms, shoulders, caress into her hairs and at times even slip them down on her bums and gauge her reaction. My wife was finding it difficult being the center of attraction but somehow played along and responded positively to everything Naidu tried with her. It was just about getting dark when they moved out of the shop after Mr. Naidu offered the efficient attendant (obnoxious according to Richa) a hefty tip. As they walked along the mall floor, Richa held Mr. Naidu’s arm (much to his like) and kept leaning on his shoulders in between. Thankfully, he didn’t display my wife’s body to everyone and instead decided to head for an early dinner. It was too early for Richa to do dinner, but she proceeded along with Mr. Patil into a sports bar like café.
Mr. Naidu seemed pleased with the ambience inside as he walked my wife towards a table on left side. He chose a high chair over the regular sitting arrangement and offered Richa to climb and adjust on it. Both him and Mr. Patil surrounded her and while Patil sir kept some distance, Naidu was quite direct in putting his hand on her exposed thigh and caressing her arms in between. He was trying to touch a part of her body all the while and Richa obviously didn’t oppose any time. The café wasn’t too crowded but there were some groups there enjoying their drinks and food. The men were obviously ogling over my wife’s but even some of the ladies gossiped about the amount of flesh Richa displayed. Mr. Naidu offered a cocktail for himself and Richa whereas Patil sir preferred a mocktail. Now, Richa isn’t a heavy drinker at all but she continued to play party to Mr. Naidu. The café started playing some music after a while and some of the groups hit the ground to shake their bodies. Richa kept gulping the drink down slowly while Naidu completed his first two. They were enjoying some fancy finger food at the same time and Naidu was enjoying my wife too. After a couple of drinks and some time, Mr. Naidu started going little loose and started caressing Richa intimately. The lights were dim and there was music around but people could still see them in between and Richa wasn’t finding it too uncomfortable to kiss him on lips, have him hug her tightly, caressing her bare arms, planting some kisses on her shoulders etc. On a few occasions, he encouraged Mr. Patil also to get intimate with her or tried pushing her to touch him. Richa remained oblivious and available to whatever her man wanted her to do! Mr. Patil decided to leave them after about an hour leaving my wife alone with his mildly inebriated friend! He left the car for them thought with Sandesh waiting at the parking!
“Why don’t you shake your booty? Everyone is dying to watch you!” Mr. Naidu commented to my wife after Patil sir left and actually dragged her towards the relatively empty area where some groups were dancing to the music.
Now, he wasn’t too proficient with dance moves and started shaking his booty before getting my wife started. Richa isn’t too bad at dancing and a drink had actually helped her loosen up. She started dancing in front of her man casually first and then turned into some seductive moves. The men around them were obviously uneasy watching her dance shamelessly holding Mr. Naidu so close to her! Some of the groups, having girls with them, ignored and moved slightly away but few others seized the opportunity and started clapping and encouraging them. Mr. Naidu was enjoying the attention they were receiving and encouraged Richa further along with other men around. She was now dancing in a circle of men and although was close to Mr. Naidu, others were touching her up occasionally. She wasn’t drunk but thrilled and exhibited some seductive steps while dancing to some of the fast tunes. The men were getting bolder with the response from Mr. Naidu and Richa and started closing on her. On certain tunes, Mr. Naidu acted as if passing Richa to the next man standing on his side and the process was repeated as all of them openly touched her. On few occasions, men were pulling her closer, putting their hands around her waist, rub their hardness on her front or back and then release her to the next man! They were all playing it smart and would pass her back to Mr. Naidu as if admitting to his authority and then he would grab and hold her tight, sometimes kiss her, sometimes pass on few drops of liquor from his mouth into her mouth and caress her body, occasionally a slap on her bums as well! They were playing on his ego and my wife’s exposed body. Richa didn’t do anything to break the rhythm and played along!
Although Mr. Naidu thought that he had situation under control, there were occasions when Richa was absolutely ravaged. At times, when he had stepped away for a washroom break or to fetch himself a drink, Richa was groped hard, kissed and manhandled by the group. She had known that the men were part of same group and were smartly taking turns with her. On many occasions, one or two of them would dance in front of Naidu while the rest would enjoy pressing her tits, bums or further kissing her before presenting her back to him. The bouncers or management usually discourages such behavior, but they were covering each other nicely for the staff to notice. When Mr. Naidu took a break after a few songs, the men engaged him in some conversations and allowed their fellow friends enjoy my wife. Richa spent a good 15 minutes surrounded by those horny men while Mr. Naidu had stepped away to sit down and enjoy his drink and finger food. He was sitting on the nearby chair and thought that he had a good view on her but that wasn’t completely true. The men would form a wall blocking his view for a few minutes before opening it up for him. And behind the wall, everyone was enjoying Richa openly. Some of them were bold enough to kiss her and press her tits while other would grab her and press their hardness on her bums. My wife chose to remain submissive and allowed everyone have their share of fun! After a while, Mr. Naidu called her over to where he was sitting, and my wife obliged instantly. The men were dejected but couldn’t react openly. Naidu asked Richa to sit across him and started feeding her some paneer pieces in a twisted manner. He kept feeding those pieces in a manner as if stroking her mouth with his member. He made her open the mouth wide, place the piece in his fingers and then push-pull it out as if stroking before finally letting her munch. The men obviously whistled and encouraged him, and Naidu started getting bolder by making her suck his fingers dipped in alcohol.
Richa's obedience made everyone think that she was a paid escort with him. And men literally jumped asking her phone number when Naidu announced that after his fourth drink they planned to leave. Thankfully, Richa wasn’t carrying her phone with her and managed to decline giving them her number but couldn’t stop from getting aggressively groped. When Mr. Naidu was back with his fourth drink, the group encouraged him to hit the dance floor again and he eventually agreed. He was getting high and the group could easily manage to keep him engaged and enjoy with Richa for the last time. My wife sensed the urgency with which all the men were touching her! She tried her best to stay calm as everyone kissed her on the lips, pressed her breasts, and some even fingered her from over her dress. There were countless touches on her bare arms and legs, kisses on her back and shoulders and pinches on her waist! But the best part (for the men off course) was when she was somehow bent at her waist and the men (each one of them) grabbed a handful of her butts and slapped it before letting the next person enjoy similarly. Richa was thoroughly spent by the time they stepped out of the café and walked towards the exit to their car.
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