18-03-2019, 12:54 PM
An Indian Marriage Ch. 03
Next morning when she woke up, she found his side of the bed empty. She wandered out and found him in the exercise room.
"Morning dear, want to run again?" -- he asked
She looked at the clock.
"No running." -- She smiled.
"Maybe later." -- He said as we turned of the treadmill.
"Today we go outside and do some shopping. You up for it?"
She nodded.
"Ok, get showered. I will make some breakfast"
She trotted back into the bedroom. She showered and got out with her towel dbangd around her. She was not sure what to wear. She decided to check with him.
"What should I wear?"
Breakfast was already on the table.
"How about nothing?" -- He mocked her.
She smiled sensing the joke. He decided to give her one of those moments. He got up and walked to her.
"We can decide after breakfast" -- Saying that he gently removed the towel and leered at her naked body. She became nervous again. It was a wrong question to ask.
"You are still not comfortable being naked, right?" He asked
She nodded honestly.
"The more you do it, it will get better" -- He assured. Secretly he wanted her to stay shy. It made these conversations more fun.
"Sit." -- He offered the chair in front of her.
She sat and hey eyes could not meet his. Why do I have to be naked she thought. Hasn't he seen enough of me?
She ate silently. He made a few comments on where they were going today.
"Do you have anything but a Sari?"
"Yes, I have a salwar kameez"
"What about jeans or a skirt?"
"No, I had a skirt at home"
"Saris not suited for here. We will get you some western outfits. Salwar kameez is fine for now and we can get some of those too"
"Let's keep Saris only for special occasions."
She had always worn a Sari since she was 18 or something. It felt odd hearing that she won't wear Saris.
"I like Saris", She muttered
"So do I."
"They are not suited for here. I like you to wear more skirts and jeans or salwar. "
"Let's get you dressed."
She got up as well but instinctively she covered her pubic region with her hands. He thought she was cute in the pose.
He went in opener her luggage and started looking.
He took out her underwear. "These are boring. We need to get you these as well"
"Come here." - He ordered with her panties in his hand. He held out her panties and she took it from him. He tossed her a bra and the salwar. She started getting dressed. He stripped and got dressed as well.
"Let's go."
They drove out to a large mall. Meeta had never seen something that big. It was also very crowded and lots of people. She saw lots of women dressed in really short skirts with their underwear almost showing. She dreaded that he would ask her to wear them. When she left for London, she had told herself that she would try to be as modern as possible. But there were still several things she was not comfortable with.
"Where do we start? Jeans or Skirts?"
"Jeans", she replied.
They went to a store and into a women's section. This store was not as crowded as some of the other ones.
"What is your waist? 28 or 30?" - He thought she was a 28.
"28", she replied.
He picked a few and asked for her opinions on the colors. They then walked to the change rooms. To her surprise he followed her to the rooms. Once they were inside he closed the door.
"Get undressed", he ordered.
She fumbled on her salwar and stepped out of them.
"Remove the top as well. It is coming in the way", he commented.
She did as told. Now she was in her bra and panties. She took her jeans and wore them. It was quite tight around her hips but it felt comfortable.
"Fits well", he said rubbing his hands over her thighs.
He made her try a few more of those. They finally selected 3 that they were going to keep.
"Skirts and tops are next", he said as they were paying for it. The sales lady smiled at them. She smiled back nervously.
The next store was crowded with lots of women and girls. There were hardly any men there. He took her to a section, which had long flowing skirts. She liked them a lot and they spent about half and hour picking few of those. They then went to another section, which had tops. She looked at them and was not sure if she would wear them. Most were sleeveless and some were transparent as well. He took over from her and selected a few.
Next morning when she woke up, she found his side of the bed empty. She wandered out and found him in the exercise room.
"Morning dear, want to run again?" -- he asked
She looked at the clock.
"No running." -- She smiled.
"Maybe later." -- He said as we turned of the treadmill.
"Today we go outside and do some shopping. You up for it?"
She nodded.
"Ok, get showered. I will make some breakfast"
She trotted back into the bedroom. She showered and got out with her towel dbangd around her. She was not sure what to wear. She decided to check with him.
"What should I wear?"
Breakfast was already on the table.
"How about nothing?" -- He mocked her.
She smiled sensing the joke. He decided to give her one of those moments. He got up and walked to her.
"We can decide after breakfast" -- Saying that he gently removed the towel and leered at her naked body. She became nervous again. It was a wrong question to ask.
"You are still not comfortable being naked, right?" He asked
She nodded honestly.
"The more you do it, it will get better" -- He assured. Secretly he wanted her to stay shy. It made these conversations more fun.
"Sit." -- He offered the chair in front of her.
She sat and hey eyes could not meet his. Why do I have to be naked she thought. Hasn't he seen enough of me?
She ate silently. He made a few comments on where they were going today.
"Do you have anything but a Sari?"
"Yes, I have a salwar kameez"
"What about jeans or a skirt?"
"No, I had a skirt at home"
"Saris not suited for here. We will get you some western outfits. Salwar kameez is fine for now and we can get some of those too"
"Let's keep Saris only for special occasions."
She had always worn a Sari since she was 18 or something. It felt odd hearing that she won't wear Saris.
"I like Saris", She muttered
"So do I."
"They are not suited for here. I like you to wear more skirts and jeans or salwar. "
"Let's get you dressed."
She got up as well but instinctively she covered her pubic region with her hands. He thought she was cute in the pose.
He went in opener her luggage and started looking.
He took out her underwear. "These are boring. We need to get you these as well"
"Come here." - He ordered with her panties in his hand. He held out her panties and she took it from him. He tossed her a bra and the salwar. She started getting dressed. He stripped and got dressed as well.
"Let's go."
They drove out to a large mall. Meeta had never seen something that big. It was also very crowded and lots of people. She saw lots of women dressed in really short skirts with their underwear almost showing. She dreaded that he would ask her to wear them. When she left for London, she had told herself that she would try to be as modern as possible. But there were still several things she was not comfortable with.
"Where do we start? Jeans or Skirts?"
"Jeans", she replied.
They went to a store and into a women's section. This store was not as crowded as some of the other ones.
"What is your waist? 28 or 30?" - He thought she was a 28.
"28", she replied.
He picked a few and asked for her opinions on the colors. They then walked to the change rooms. To her surprise he followed her to the rooms. Once they were inside he closed the door.
"Get undressed", he ordered.
She fumbled on her salwar and stepped out of them.
"Remove the top as well. It is coming in the way", he commented.
She did as told. Now she was in her bra and panties. She took her jeans and wore them. It was quite tight around her hips but it felt comfortable.
"Fits well", he said rubbing his hands over her thighs.
He made her try a few more of those. They finally selected 3 that they were going to keep.
"Skirts and tops are next", he said as they were paying for it. The sales lady smiled at them. She smiled back nervously.
The next store was crowded with lots of women and girls. There were hardly any men there. He took her to a section, which had long flowing skirts. She liked them a lot and they spent about half and hour picking few of those. They then went to another section, which had tops. She looked at them and was not sure if she would wear them. Most were sleeveless and some were transparent as well. He took over from her and selected a few.
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