Adultery Life of Mina

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Finally, they parked up and Mina opened the back door to get her coat. Sharma ji told her to leave it, despite Mina's pleads about how cold it was.

Mina had no idea where she was, however it was a bad neighbourhood with loads of garbage and overflowing drains and no named shops. She walked around the car to Sharma ji, and linked the arm he offered, his warm coat was comforting against her bare caramel coloured skin. They walked through the car-park, down a little alley which led to an array of small shops on a cobbled street which didn't have a road. The road was full of men, with the occasional female who was also scantly dressed, making Mina look fairly conservative in comparison. Mina looked around realising she was in some sort of red light area as all of the shops were either selling video's, clothes or offering massage services.

The place was plastered with images of naked women. As Mina walked, struggling to keep up as the cobbled floor was hard to walk on. The men oogled her as she walked, she felt vulnerable and nervous. Sharma ji explained that the area was much better in the evening, full of men looking for sex and one day he will bring her, a thought that made Mina worried.

They walked into a shop, it sold clothes, Mina realised that was why she was there, to increase her wardrobe variety as stated at the meeting. Mina was shocked to see the clothes on display, staring in amazement as Sharma ji let her go to greet the man who he obviously knew. Mina, was almost disgusted at the clothes, even she had more class.

Mina looked up and wondered where Sharma ji had gone, she looked frantically around feeling worried as the men in the store just stared at her. Sharma ji called her from the back of the shop, she practically ran as they entered a back room with not much but a beaded curtain as a door. The back room was full of boxes and loads of naked pictures on the wall.

The owner, Mr Thakur was roughly the same age as Sharma ji, they both seemed very friendly as they sat and talked. Mina stood in front of them both as they started to talk about her. Mina smiled, foolishly although not knowing what else to do. Mr Thabkur got up and walked towards Mina, placing his hands on her boobs firstly like he was weighing them then giving them a firm squeeze, turning to Sharma ji stating how big and firm they were.

Mr Thakur went away and Mina looked at Sharma ji, “ Mina, smile. Bitches like you love shopping so be happy!” He ordered

Mr Thakur arrived back with a heap of clothes and placed them on a vacant chair. Sharma ji asked Mina to try them on, Mina picked up the first outfit and looked around wondering where she was meant to change. “ The changing rooms are in front of the shop” stated Mr Thakur.

Mina walked through the shop, it was fairly busy with about 3 customers, all male. She saw the door which said changing room in the corner, by the window display, she closed the door behind her which was fairly secure, then she turned to see the street –the back wall was just a window and a few men congregating outside like a peep show audience,

Mina found the wand to the blinds and pulled it, although they closed they had slats missing allowing partial view but it was the best she was going to get. Mina quickly changed, the top was a bra, with no cup exposing her tits and a thong that barely cover her ass.



There was no mirror, Mina grabbed her clothes and opened the door softly checking to see who was around whilst she planned her route to the back room, but the shop became busier with about 30 men just huddling by the door of the changing room to catch a glimpse or what Mina unwittingly was advertising in the shop window. Mina quickly ran to the back, men cheering as she was struggling to get past in the tiny shop. She turned to notice that the shop door had been closed to avoid any more people coming in, but the crowds were emerging outside as word had got around.

Mina presented herself to Sharma ji and Thakur ji who were in a deep conversation and not phased by the chaos going on outside, almost as if it was normal. Both rose from their seats circling Mina as Sharma ji asked her to drop the clothes she was holding to cover herself up. Both felt her body up, Mina looked noticing two of the staff by the curtain who were stopping the crowd from coming in were catching a glimpse as her body was being molested by these two old perverts.

Sharma ji said that they would take that outfit and then picked up another for Mina to try. Mina was so frustrated that she needed to do that all over again. Sharma ji whispered in Mina's ear not to cover up when she walked back but to show off otherwise Mr Thakur would charge for the clothes and she had no money.

Mina swallowed the lump in her throat and walked into the shop, the 30 men all smiling, touching themselves and her has she walked passed them. Mina tried on the next outfit, noticing the huge crowd outside.

Mina looked at the black dress, thinking it was small but at least it covered her. She put in on over her naked body and then looked down, it was a fishnet dress which had become very stretched exposing her naked body.