Fantasy Young Girl's adventures with exhibition

[akshatha]

When he came back and called out, she just covered her front with the burqa and opened the curtain, this time more than halfway. His eyes would have come out of the socket if it were possible. He was stuttering.

He could see the reflection of her back and her pale skin and no bra in sight. The burqa is held in front of her. That doesn't mean she is not topless in front of him. She was hugging on to it very tight one arm above her breasts and one below for the fear of letting it go.

Now she has to get the salwar from him. She didn't plan how and didn't know now. If she let go of the bottom hand, the burqa would separate from her body and some underboob and her navel will be visible. If she let go of her top hand, her whole boobs will be open for him to see.

She however moved her top hand to her boobs and held it tight. This revealed the top of her chest and some cleavage as she held it tight. She used the other hand to get the salwar. This was overwhelming, she immediately closed the curtain. She didn't even try the salwar on. She removed her jeans and put on her burqa. She gave them to the guy telling him some excuse for not buying and rushed outside.

She was in a hurry. She was looking back at the shop while walking and didn't see the guy in front. She slammed into him. He didn't see her coming either. She was about to fall and he grabbed her. Two things happened then.

One, while slamming into each other he had his hands in front of him out of instinct. He felt her boobs in her hand. It was for just an instant but he was sure that there was only one layer of clothing. The burqa wasn't very thick either.

The second thing was that while catching her, he grabbed on to her ass. Now he was sure that there was nothing under the burqa. He lifted her and apologized. She apologized as well. From the look he gave, she knew that he knew. He didn't talk about it.