Adultery An Indian Marriage by rulerandcane

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Looks better. Do you like them?"

"They are ok. I am not used to silky ones."

"They are special occasion ones. So don't worry."

He tossed her another one. This was cotton but similar. She liked them much more.

"I have a few more of those and they could be your daily ones."

He then rummaged again in the bag and took out another one.

"This one is real special."

It was the tiniest underwear she had seen. She removed her cotton ones and got into one of them. It immediately reminded her of the video in which the girl danced. She was wearing similar ones.

"It's called a thong. Lower the dress."

The thong slid into her ass cracks and she felt exposed. She lowered her dress.

"This looks perfect. Good dressing session. I am tired of admiring you." He joked.

She was tired of dressing up. She started removing her dress. Then as she was about to remove the thong and replace them with her regular panties, he interjected.

"Keep the thong on for now. You can wear a bra but nothing else." He knew she did not like the thong and so wanted her to get used to it a bit. Plus it pleased him to make her parade herself in it.

She obliged reluctantly. The thong was worse thing. It was worse then no panties because it constantly reminded her of her barely covered ass every time she took a step.

The whole show had made him horny again. While their sexual escapades had crossed several items which normal couples would not dare off, they still did not have their first intercourse. He had intentionally delayed this. He wanted to explore other things first. He also was afraid that as she was a virgin that sex immediately might make her hate it. While she did not like the blowjobs and the spanking, it was more bearable and he knew she would handle that. He was not sure if tonight was the night. He decided it was not. He wanted it to be more special and maybe do it when she was aroused as well. He got up and got himself another beer. She was seated on the couch and he sat next to her and grabbed her by her hips and puller her closer.

"Which dress did you not like? Be honest"

"The small skirts, the black dress which was small as well and the thong." She answered honestly. He knew those would be the ones.

"OK. I won't make you wear them till you are used too. I might make you wear them if you disobey me though", he warned.

"You can change the thong now if you want but wear the new panties I bought."

She almost leapt at the suggestion and within seconds discarded the thong and switched to her panties. She must really hate them, he thought.

"I'm going for a run on the treadmill. Do you want to join?"

"No", she replied. She did not like to exercise. It was not something she was used too.

"You can get dressed in pants if you do that. You need not run in your underwear." He felt he needed to give her some incentives.

Her mind wandered but she could not get to a decision quick enough.

"Get up and get some clothes and come to the room. You need some exercise." He had made the decision for her.

"Don't take too long." He walked away with that threating note.

She changed into the pants he had bought and a t-shirt. She then dragged herself to the room. He was already running a sweat. She got on the treadmill next to his and started it. She labored it for some time as she watched him work out.