Adultery Kalpana : What a Day!! **

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As I tucked the fleets of the saree into the petticoat and had a good look at myself in the bathroom mirror, I was positively horrified at my own self. No way, could I present myself like this in front of Ravi. I was looking obscenely erotic with that striking red saree worn well below hip with nothing to cover my top except the thin transparent pallu. The red saree was providing a nice contrast to my fair skin and was really complimenting, but this is not my home. I finally decided that I don’t have much of an option and covered myself with the wet towel over my shoulder to hide my nakedness and cover my large brown areolas as the red saree was doing such a poor job of masking them. The transparency of the saree exposed more at the waist than covering. Sighing to myself I opened the bathroom door and walked tentatively towards the living room. Apparently, facing away from me, Ravi was engrossed in the TV news and didn’t seem to be aware of my presence in the room for a few moments. Too shy to call him at that state, I just stood there staring at him. At last he looked at my direction, looked stunned for a moment, then pretended to adjust his spectacles and muttered, “wow, that saree suits you very well madam”, while he was eyeing me from head to toe his gaze stopped a wee bit longer than necessary at my deep navel that was clearly seen behind that transparent pallu. He did an extremely good job of hiding his anticipation and totally averted his gaze from my huge breasts, as it was possible to easily spot the outline of the shape of my boobs and my now erect nipples.

His attitude increased my confidence in him. The fact that he is not openly staring at me despite my attire increased my trust in him and made me feel much safer in his presence. Gradually I fell for his plan and began to trust him. He asked me caringly if the dresses were fitting me in a very casual tone, though it was clearly obvious that I was standing there without the blouse and a petticoat that was several sizes shorter than mine.

Shifting myself uncomfortably I explained to him about the blouse and asked him if he had another blouse a little bigger perhaps. His eyes traveled to my shoulders and rested on my wet towel. They shone a moment and he got up his eyes still staring at my shoulder. He approached me with a pleasant smile on his face.


---- To be Continued ----