01-02-2021, 01:10 AM
In utter shock I shrieked and let go of my grip at the petticoat and obeying the laws of gravity it slided down to the floor in the same instance. Anita giggled and poked me again, stamping firmly on the fallen petticoat at the floor. This time though, I managed to grab her hands with mine and willingly stepped out of the petticoat to escape her jabs.
Anita: (suppressing her giggle, victoriously, if not viciously, she said) Hey Kalpana, leave my hand. I won’t poke you again. Its just that you were so curvy and inviting dear. Believe me, I used to do that to my sister all the time. She is a bit like you, but not as curvy as you are.
Me: I know what you mean ( I couldn’t help but smile, as I reminisced my own student days where I have played the same games. Being at the receiving end is somewhat different)
As I released her hands and laughed with her, she quickly bent and casually picked up my petticoat from the floor.
Anita: So, over there you’ll find new petticoats Kalpana. Its good that you stepped out of this yellow in-skirts that you’re wearing. They don’t fit you right, besides they won’t match the saree well. There are better matching white ones for you in the shelf. Look around ok.
She said those words so commandingly and easily, to my own surprise, I nodded.
Me: OK, I shall look.
(I walked up to the wardrobe and was busy opening the door of the cupboard as anita tiptoed to the changing room door and opened it wide enough to call for anil ..
and called him loudly... laughing )
Anita: Anil.... Want to see our Saree designer's petticoat? It looks like she needs help herself here!!
I turned back to look in horror as Anita casually threw my saree and petticoat outside the door.(still laughing)
(I wasn’t sure how much Anil could have seen me ... but, she quickly closed the door and walked to me..)
Anita: Honey?... Have you picked?
Me: Hey ..why did u open the door Anita ? (I asked in a hushed tone.. Very shocked momentarily not even worried about her throwing my saree and petticoat outside)
Anita: (coolly) Dont worry honey... we are all casual here...
She came closer to me and caressed my shoulders and smiled. I didn’t know what to believe and a chose to play along, get the whole thing done quickly. I picked up a few petticoats..all to my dislike were in white and were translucent.
me: Are all the petticoats in here white Anita?
Anita: Just to make sure that they dont go well with your panties.. hahaaa...
(She naughtily brought her hands forward to grab my waist band.. but I had anticipated it this time and moved away in time.
Anita: I was just kidding honey. I am not living here everyday. So, honestly I don’t know the answer. See,, i am wearing a white one too.
(she lifted the base of her saree elegantly to show me her petticoat)
Me: OK...
I shrugged...and turned to pick one up from the top shelf marked... 38. hoping that its my size. As I did that, I lost my guard momentarily.... letting Anita stand at grabbing distance from me!
Wasting no time at all, with both her hands, she grabbed the sides of my panties.. and gave it a tug to pull the panty material that had been buried in my butt crack)
Anita: Just a favor honey... (she cooed casually, with her fingers still sticking well inside my panty lines on both my butt cheeks )
I blushed furiously. I have never been treated this way before... and YET strangely I was quite excited to turn partially to face another woman who stands close to me with her fingers in my panties .To my surprise, I smiled and even said thanks to her!
As i tried turn back, I realised my panties came down a few more inches as she still hand her fingers stuck there,..)
Anita: OOPS... ( she sounded apologetic)
I hurriedly pulled it up, but it was a little too late as my healthy bush briefly came into view.
Anita: sorry honey .I didn’t mean to do that, but looks like u need to clean up there. I know of just the right place, you see.
Me: Uh.. it’s ok ( i blushed again and quickly cut her short. I was being eaten alive in shame. I quickly fetched a petticoat and tried to wear it. As soon as I pulled it over my thighs…
Anita.: Hey! I am not joking. You would look horrible if you wear your petticoat over these gaudy coloured panties. So, better change.ok?
Looking down at myself, I had to agree with what she said. I sighed and said OK.
Me: so, is it that shelf that contains the inners? (I went over to the shelf holding the loose petticoat in one hand).
Anita helped me too in searching for the right size, but to my disappointment, they were all many sizes smaller.
Anita: I have an idea! (I can see the light bulb flashing above her head!) Why not give me your panties. We have an additional set of panties in the next room. I will fetch the right one matching the size and shape.. OK?
Me: No. Don’t bother, it’s nice to wear matching sets, but its not essential.
Anita: Don’t be shy honey and sorry to put you into all this trouble
You can wear the petticoat properly in the mean time and remove what’s inside.
(I swear that I saw some mischief in her eyes as she said it, but for some reason I decided to comply. Being controlled and told what to do, by this beautiful woman was strangely exciting me.)
Me: uh... ok. .
I soon found myself grabbing the seams of the flimsy petticoat with my mouth so I could let my right hand inside. It was a bit too tight for both hands anyway.
Holding the petticoat in one hand... I slowly pulled my panties...off my hip ... putting up a dance nearly. (anita watched with anticipation in her eyes!)
The petticoat came down to half my thighs...
Anita (the moment my maroon panties appeared below my petticoat..) that’s good enough honey. Let me help u...( and knelt down. and grabbed my panties with both her hands... and pulled them down easily)
Can u step aside now please?
(she scopped the twisted panties easily and straightened it in front of me..)
Anita: I will let u get changed into the matching blouse. while i am out.
Me: OK Anita.
I quickly tied the petticoat. It was about 3 inches below navel. (Probably even lower than Anita, I thought). I didn’t have a lot of choice, as it was too short.
As she stepped out.. I rummaged the blouse section and found a matching blouse miraculously! I wasted no time and changed into it and waited for her to come back.
Anita came back opening the door widely without knocking A technician sitting outside had a GREAT view of my near naked butt from the transparent petticoat!
I was oblivious to it as I was facing away from the door.
Anita: Sorry darling.. None of the sizes match yours I am afraid.
Me: what? Where are my panties then?
Anita: Oh... it’s with Anil. He said he will look up further in another room upstairs.
Me: (my head began to spin) what? You gave it to him?
Anita: Easy Kalpana. Relax.
(she came close to me an patted my butt cheeks... this time..)
Anita: See isn’t it free.
Me: (God! now Anil knows that I am not wearing panties)
(while was thinking about that.. her naughty fingers started creeping up my crack...
I jumped aside. She giggled and patted my shoulders)
Anita: Get dressed in that new saree Kalpana. Let’s see how it suits you. Oh, the blouse looks fantastic on you. I can already imagine how you would look with the saree. You will be certainly more gorgeous than I am, in this set, for sure. Try the saree on, I will be back soon honey. Promise..
With that she vanished out of the room.
Me: (falling for it) let me try it on. I wore the new saree carefully and as best as I could. She was right. It DID suit me very well. But for the ridiculously short petticoat and obscene low-hip that I am wearing it now, I was actually looking quite alright. If I covered my pallu securely, I was looking decent enough as the saree was not as transparent as I had anticipated it to be.
As I had gingerly stepped out it seemed even the technicians are 'in the know' about my lack of inner wear! At least I was happy to be still wearing my bra and found a good fitting blouse there of matching colour.
As I looked around, no one else seemed to be around but for a leachy technician ogling at my now obscenely exposed hip. I consciously covered it as best as I could with my pallu. He is making no efforts to disguise his stares. (Why should he? of course. He probably couldn’t believe that he was seeing the same person, whom he saw a few minutes back! He is perhaps used to the generous exposures of the air hostesses there, but this one he is seeing now has certainly made his day!)
Anil steps out in to the office. I offer a tentative smile
Anita: (suppressing her giggle, victoriously, if not viciously, she said) Hey Kalpana, leave my hand. I won’t poke you again. Its just that you were so curvy and inviting dear. Believe me, I used to do that to my sister all the time. She is a bit like you, but not as curvy as you are.
Me: I know what you mean ( I couldn’t help but smile, as I reminisced my own student days where I have played the same games. Being at the receiving end is somewhat different)
As I released her hands and laughed with her, she quickly bent and casually picked up my petticoat from the floor.
Anita: So, over there you’ll find new petticoats Kalpana. Its good that you stepped out of this yellow in-skirts that you’re wearing. They don’t fit you right, besides they won’t match the saree well. There are better matching white ones for you in the shelf. Look around ok.
She said those words so commandingly and easily, to my own surprise, I nodded.
Me: OK, I shall look.
(I walked up to the wardrobe and was busy opening the door of the cupboard as anita tiptoed to the changing room door and opened it wide enough to call for anil ..
and called him loudly... laughing )
Anita: Anil.... Want to see our Saree designer's petticoat? It looks like she needs help herself here!!
I turned back to look in horror as Anita casually threw my saree and petticoat outside the door.(still laughing)
(I wasn’t sure how much Anil could have seen me ... but, she quickly closed the door and walked to me..)
Anita: Honey?... Have you picked?
Me: Hey ..why did u open the door Anita ? (I asked in a hushed tone.. Very shocked momentarily not even worried about her throwing my saree and petticoat outside)
Anita: (coolly) Dont worry honey... we are all casual here...
She came closer to me and caressed my shoulders and smiled. I didn’t know what to believe and a chose to play along, get the whole thing done quickly. I picked up a few petticoats..all to my dislike were in white and were translucent.
me: Are all the petticoats in here white Anita?
Anita: Just to make sure that they dont go well with your panties.. hahaaa...
(She naughtily brought her hands forward to grab my waist band.. but I had anticipated it this time and moved away in time.
Anita: I was just kidding honey. I am not living here everyday. So, honestly I don’t know the answer. See,, i am wearing a white one too.
(she lifted the base of her saree elegantly to show me her petticoat)
Me: OK...
I shrugged...and turned to pick one up from the top shelf marked... 38. hoping that its my size. As I did that, I lost my guard momentarily.... letting Anita stand at grabbing distance from me!
Wasting no time at all, with both her hands, she grabbed the sides of my panties.. and gave it a tug to pull the panty material that had been buried in my butt crack)
Anita: Just a favor honey... (she cooed casually, with her fingers still sticking well inside my panty lines on both my butt cheeks )
I blushed furiously. I have never been treated this way before... and YET strangely I was quite excited to turn partially to face another woman who stands close to me with her fingers in my panties .To my surprise, I smiled and even said thanks to her!
As i tried turn back, I realised my panties came down a few more inches as she still hand her fingers stuck there,..)
Anita: OOPS... ( she sounded apologetic)
I hurriedly pulled it up, but it was a little too late as my healthy bush briefly came into view.
Anita: sorry honey .I didn’t mean to do that, but looks like u need to clean up there. I know of just the right place, you see.
Me: Uh.. it’s ok ( i blushed again and quickly cut her short. I was being eaten alive in shame. I quickly fetched a petticoat and tried to wear it. As soon as I pulled it over my thighs…
Anita.: Hey! I am not joking. You would look horrible if you wear your petticoat over these gaudy coloured panties. So, better change.ok?
Looking down at myself, I had to agree with what she said. I sighed and said OK.
Me: so, is it that shelf that contains the inners? (I went over to the shelf holding the loose petticoat in one hand).
Anita helped me too in searching for the right size, but to my disappointment, they were all many sizes smaller.
Anita: I have an idea! (I can see the light bulb flashing above her head!) Why not give me your panties. We have an additional set of panties in the next room. I will fetch the right one matching the size and shape.. OK?
Me: No. Don’t bother, it’s nice to wear matching sets, but its not essential.
Anita: Don’t be shy honey and sorry to put you into all this trouble
You can wear the petticoat properly in the mean time and remove what’s inside.
(I swear that I saw some mischief in her eyes as she said it, but for some reason I decided to comply. Being controlled and told what to do, by this beautiful woman was strangely exciting me.)
Me: uh... ok. .
I soon found myself grabbing the seams of the flimsy petticoat with my mouth so I could let my right hand inside. It was a bit too tight for both hands anyway.
Holding the petticoat in one hand... I slowly pulled my panties...off my hip ... putting up a dance nearly. (anita watched with anticipation in her eyes!)
The petticoat came down to half my thighs...
Anita (the moment my maroon panties appeared below my petticoat..) that’s good enough honey. Let me help u...( and knelt down. and grabbed my panties with both her hands... and pulled them down easily)
Can u step aside now please?
(she scopped the twisted panties easily and straightened it in front of me..)
Anita: I will let u get changed into the matching blouse. while i am out.
Me: OK Anita.
I quickly tied the petticoat. It was about 3 inches below navel. (Probably even lower than Anita, I thought). I didn’t have a lot of choice, as it was too short.
As she stepped out.. I rummaged the blouse section and found a matching blouse miraculously! I wasted no time and changed into it and waited for her to come back.
Anita came back opening the door widely without knocking A technician sitting outside had a GREAT view of my near naked butt from the transparent petticoat!
I was oblivious to it as I was facing away from the door.
Anita: Sorry darling.. None of the sizes match yours I am afraid.
Me: what? Where are my panties then?
Anita: Oh... it’s with Anil. He said he will look up further in another room upstairs.
Me: (my head began to spin) what? You gave it to him?
Anita: Easy Kalpana. Relax.
(she came close to me an patted my butt cheeks... this time..)
Anita: See isn’t it free.
Me: (God! now Anil knows that I am not wearing panties)
(while was thinking about that.. her naughty fingers started creeping up my crack...
I jumped aside. She giggled and patted my shoulders)
Anita: Get dressed in that new saree Kalpana. Let’s see how it suits you. Oh, the blouse looks fantastic on you. I can already imagine how you would look with the saree. You will be certainly more gorgeous than I am, in this set, for sure. Try the saree on, I will be back soon honey. Promise..
With that she vanished out of the room.
Me: (falling for it) let me try it on. I wore the new saree carefully and as best as I could. She was right. It DID suit me very well. But for the ridiculously short petticoat and obscene low-hip that I am wearing it now, I was actually looking quite alright. If I covered my pallu securely, I was looking decent enough as the saree was not as transparent as I had anticipated it to be.
As I had gingerly stepped out it seemed even the technicians are 'in the know' about my lack of inner wear! At least I was happy to be still wearing my bra and found a good fitting blouse there of matching colour.
As I looked around, no one else seemed to be around but for a leachy technician ogling at my now obscenely exposed hip. I consciously covered it as best as I could with my pallu. He is making no efforts to disguise his stares. (Why should he? of course. He probably couldn’t believe that he was seeing the same person, whom he saw a few minutes back! He is perhaps used to the generous exposures of the air hostesses there, but this one he is seeing now has certainly made his day!)
Anil steps out in to the office. I offer a tentative smile
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