28-02-2019, 05:23 PM
Shashidar came at 1 PM. They were talking when I laid out the plates on the table and made ready the lunch. As he insisted on me also to take lunch with them, I also sat on my chair opposite to Shashidhar. Few times, I could sense that his eyes were fixed on me and felt shy.
As I was wearing net saree, top portion of my breast was visible. I tried to correct again but as I was eating with one hand it was not possible and on the contrary the pallu fell on my left arm showing off full skin. I got up, washed my hand and corrected the pallu fixing it with a pin. We completed lunch and while I was clearing the table, and both the gents sat on sofa taking about old days.
He left after half an hour. Two or three days later my husband asked me to go to LIC office to enquire about payment of some premium as he was not having time. Therefore, I visited the LIC office and got the information. When I came out of the LIC office, surprisingly I saw Shashidhar just come out of same office and was starting his bike. I waved at him and he stopped. After some enquiries, he asked if he can drop me at home. It was very hot that day and I sat on his bike. We reached home and I thanked him. He did not come in as he was busy.
He met me few more times here and there in the market and now we got more familiar. That night my husband spoke to me about IVF. I was in fact ready for donor sperm, as I wanted to be a mother, which is ambition of every woman. My hubby told that he also did not mind but the cost was very high.
We stopped further discussion. Morning while leaving to office he had left a DVD near the TV unit. I saw it with curiosity, which had figure of a pregnant woman who was very happy.
With interest, I played it. An unsatisfied homemaker gets intimate with a tailor and gets a baby in short film. The husband accepts the wife knowing that the child was of the tailor and supports his wife as it was her right to become a mother.
Husband explains to his wife that marriage is a social ritual where two decide to be companions for life. But if one is not capable of giving birth to child the right of other should not be denied. I could not understand why he left it for me to see. I was bewildered to think any such thing in my life. I started to think. Is it possible? Will any husband really accept it? Why they should not agree when they consent for child from a donor sperm? My mind was thinking all such possibilities. Who can father my child if at all we decide so? In the back ground Shashidhar’s photo flashed in my mind.
One day my husband called Shashi for dinner. That evening I don’t know why and how I myself showed too much interest in my dressing. In fact he had a surprise in store for me was when my hubby opened his briefcase and took out a light yellow net saree with lot of embroidery work and was very attractive. He had also bought matching ready-made blouse. Which was sleeveless and backless. The front had net showing off lot of upper portion of my boobs. I looked at mirror and I myself appreciated what I was seeing. That day I did not feel shy and thought how Shashi might react to view my huge boobs, back and bare sleeves. I wore the saree well four inch below naval.
As anticipated Shashidha’sr eyes were fixed at my top portion several times. This time somehow I did not feel uneasy, and on the contrary my whole body was reacting and I felt excited. Few occasions while serving water and curry, I let my pallu fellall down, made an eye contact with him and smiled.
I don’t know how all changes happen. May be my husband was trying to provide occasions for me to be friend with Shashidhar? Was it the case? But in days to come, I myself was trying to dress sexily. I went to beauty parlour for frequent waxing, facials, hair make up etc. I bought few more net sarees, stitched backless blouses, bought new tops, leggings etc. I started telling my husband to call Shashsidhar for lunch or dinner by preparing some special dishes. I was giving excuse that after ll he being a bachelor is staying alone and may be missing homely food.
As I was wearing net saree, top portion of my breast was visible. I tried to correct again but as I was eating with one hand it was not possible and on the contrary the pallu fell on my left arm showing off full skin. I got up, washed my hand and corrected the pallu fixing it with a pin. We completed lunch and while I was clearing the table, and both the gents sat on sofa taking about old days.
He left after half an hour. Two or three days later my husband asked me to go to LIC office to enquire about payment of some premium as he was not having time. Therefore, I visited the LIC office and got the information. When I came out of the LIC office, surprisingly I saw Shashidhar just come out of same office and was starting his bike. I waved at him and he stopped. After some enquiries, he asked if he can drop me at home. It was very hot that day and I sat on his bike. We reached home and I thanked him. He did not come in as he was busy.
He met me few more times here and there in the market and now we got more familiar. That night my husband spoke to me about IVF. I was in fact ready for donor sperm, as I wanted to be a mother, which is ambition of every woman. My hubby told that he also did not mind but the cost was very high.
We stopped further discussion. Morning while leaving to office he had left a DVD near the TV unit. I saw it with curiosity, which had figure of a pregnant woman who was very happy.
With interest, I played it. An unsatisfied homemaker gets intimate with a tailor and gets a baby in short film. The husband accepts the wife knowing that the child was of the tailor and supports his wife as it was her right to become a mother.
Husband explains to his wife that marriage is a social ritual where two decide to be companions for life. But if one is not capable of giving birth to child the right of other should not be denied. I could not understand why he left it for me to see. I was bewildered to think any such thing in my life. I started to think. Is it possible? Will any husband really accept it? Why they should not agree when they consent for child from a donor sperm? My mind was thinking all such possibilities. Who can father my child if at all we decide so? In the back ground Shashidhar’s photo flashed in my mind.
One day my husband called Shashi for dinner. That evening I don’t know why and how I myself showed too much interest in my dressing. In fact he had a surprise in store for me was when my hubby opened his briefcase and took out a light yellow net saree with lot of embroidery work and was very attractive. He had also bought matching ready-made blouse. Which was sleeveless and backless. The front had net showing off lot of upper portion of my boobs. I looked at mirror and I myself appreciated what I was seeing. That day I did not feel shy and thought how Shashi might react to view my huge boobs, back and bare sleeves. I wore the saree well four inch below naval.
As anticipated Shashidha’sr eyes were fixed at my top portion several times. This time somehow I did not feel uneasy, and on the contrary my whole body was reacting and I felt excited. Few occasions while serving water and curry, I let my pallu fellall down, made an eye contact with him and smiled.
I don’t know how all changes happen. May be my husband was trying to provide occasions for me to be friend with Shashidhar? Was it the case? But in days to come, I myself was trying to dress sexily. I went to beauty parlour for frequent waxing, facials, hair make up etc. I bought few more net sarees, stitched backless blouses, bought new tops, leggings etc. I started telling my husband to call Shashsidhar for lunch or dinner by preparing some special dishes. I was giving excuse that after ll he being a bachelor is staying alone and may be missing homely food.
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