Adultery A professor's wife entertains his students by Mir Nasir

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I should have know better than to underestimate my wife! She took a deep breath, placed the last card on the table, and actually shook hands with Salman, saying “Congratulations. You were the better player ON THE DAY!” (Wow…., what vanity!).
Then turned to me and said, “Dear, would you please go to that book-rack over there?”
“Uh, sure” I said, taken aback. With a less than intelligent expression on my face, trying my best to hide my erection, I walked to the rack and stood beside it, not knowing what to do.
“Take out that Atlas.” She ordered.
I knew which one she meant since there’s only one on the rack. A large, hard-bound World Atlas Book I got at a throw-away price in an old-books shop. It was a large, heavy item, with maps of different continents illustrated in color; somewhat the size of those large wedding albums newly weds are always showing around to family and friends.

Still not quiet clear on what she wanted, I nevertheless took it out and brought it over to her. She took it from me calmly, put it on the table in a vertical position, like the way it was placed on the rack, making a kind of protective shield out of it, as the top half of her body was now totally covered up till her neck.
I got it at once! But then, how would she unclasp her bra while holding this in front?
“Ok dear, you can take off my bra now” she said, and immediately, I had my answer.

I could have gone down on my knees and kissed her feet then and there, showing my appreciation, nay devotion, to her intelligence and presence of mind. She was keeping her side of the bet, with out showing her nudity to the two guys present.

With unsteady hands, I managed to unclasp her black bra from behind and free her boobs. I placed the bra gently on the back of my own vacant chair, rendering my wife completely naked right before my two students. The fact that she was still managing to retain a semblance of dignity in that situation, only speaks for her marvelous grace and wit.

“Not fair!” Salman cried. “Cheating.”
“Why?” Rozi replied, calmly, “the bet was about taking off clothes, which I’ve done. Nobody mentioned anything about having to flaunt your nakedness in front of everyone. Besides, you didn’t seem to mind when Tariq took off his briefs hiding under the table.”