A Housewife Or a Whore

[Snigdha]

 

 
 
#3
 
Aparna sat in her car and was recollecting everything that had happened in the restaurant. She was once again desperate for a release and this time she wanted it bad. She was glad that she brought one of her large purses today. She placed her purse directly over her crotch and put her hands underneath it. She knew it would take only a few rubs. She closed her eyes and started to replay the whole scene that had happened in the restaurant. There she was, slumped in the backseat of the car. All relaxed and smiling (ear to ear). She was so lost in her thoughts that she never realized that her home had arrived.
 
Driver: "Ma'am, we are here. Is everything alright?"
 
Aparna: "Yes. Why? What makes you think otherwise?"
 
Driver: "Ma'am, you made some noise when we were coming home. I asked but you did not reply. Your eyes were closed as well. It made me wonder if your health is fine."
 
Aparna (stuttering): "Yes, everything is fine."
 
Every servant became curious seeing her looks. She somehow made her way into her room. Her own needs became so demanding that she started to rub herself in her sarree itself.
 
She was at the peak of her desires and she heard the ring. It was her husband on the other side.
 
He was concerned for her health (the driver had told him about the noise in car). She was talking to him and fingering herself at the same time. His words fell on a deaf ear as she experienced another mind shattering release. She somehow recollected herself and started to talk. The release was so intense that her words wavered and made her husband think twice for her health. He conveyed to her that he was coming home taking the next available flight. Aparna felt disappointed hearing the arrival of her husband for the first time. She experienced guilt for the first time as well.
 
 
She connected her chat messenger and was disappointed not to see Amit online. She conveyed her feelings to Amit about what had happened in the restaurant, what had happened in the car and the call of her husband as well. She connected late at night once again. Amit was not there once more but had left an off liner for her.
 
"It is nice to know your husband is coming to town. He can help me somewhat in making you a proper whore. Go shopping with him for some classy dress and sexy sets of lingerie. You will need to pose for the photographs which I plan to take later. The classy whores have to upload their pictures on websites."
 
Aparna's fingers instinctively knew what to do next.
 
Aparna was quite puzzled as she received a string of emails from Amit. He had told her the specific type of lingerie and dress to shop for. He had even mentioned the shops where she would get them. He had also attached pictures in the emails to guide her properly. She was much excited by the whole idea of going shopping.
 
After many orgasms and thinking, Aparna was forced to ponder - How did Amit have such deep knowledge of this stuff? Did he plant this idea into her mind and was using her? Was it right to explore the idea further?
 
Rishi had come home for he was bothered about her health. Aparna had to go for a full body check up to convince him that she was absolutely normal. She loved his concern for her. The full body check up took a few days time and it meant that Aparna and Amit would spend a lot of time together.
 
In these moments of togetherness and love making, Aparna felt enveloped with guilt. She was surprised to see that after the initial 2-3 days of togetherness, the idea of becoming a whore once again had got the better off her. She started to imagine herself as a classy whore even when she was in bed with her husband. The sheer imagination took the love making to many different levels and Rishi thought she had missed her much.
 
The results were back soon and Aparna was declared normal. It only meant that Rishi would have to go back to his trips once again. Aparna did not want him to go. She had really enjoyed being his personal whore for the last 3-4 days, in her mind at least. Aparna and Amit had both enjoyed the time they had spent together. They both would miss each other's company. In these days spent together, Aparna did not login once in her virtual world. She was forced to think once again whether this virtual life was worth it or not.
 
Aparna got a sms from Amit which made her remember that she had to go shopping. Going shopping with Amit meant a normal, natural thing. It would rather be an adventure of its own as Rishi had a thing for lingerie. It would not put her in any kind of a spot of bother. At least, this is what she felt.
 
Rishi was more than excited to go lingerie shopping with Aparna. They went to this new mall which flaunted a whole range of imported brands like Victoria's Secret, La Perla, Ravage and so on. The lingerie boutique was suggested to Aparna by her best friend, the very same friend who had introduced her to the virtual world.
 
The lingerie boutique was quite an experience in itself besides the articles at display. The place was for elite people with elite taste and bulky wallets too. Every faint detail was taken care of by the owners of this boutique. The ambience, light effect, pipe music being played, a hint of an erotic perfume all around the store added to the charms of the boutique.
 
At all times, a person from the store would be there to assist the customers in deciding and finalizing their choice of product. The prime function of the assistant was to ensure two things - the products were not stolen (the store did not have any anti security tags on the clothing due to the class of clientele they were handling) and they were not soiled in any way.
 
Rishi and Aparna were assigned a cute looking boy, as an assistant, the moment they entered the boutique. The assistant was helping them settle down and trying to get a feel of their requirements. Once they communicated their vague outline of likings, they were shown into a room. Rishi settled himself onto the plush sofa. He could see that the cubicle was meant to change and the mirrors, outside the cubicle, on the walls were there to help her decide about the looks, fittings and such issues. He imagined himself sitting while Aparna would go inside, change and come out to check herself to his viewing pleasure. The sheer thought stirred his penis beyond his control.
 
Aparna felt too shy discussing her intimate desires, in front of that cute looking assistant. She had never ever done such kind of a thing before. Though she felt excited inside but how could she display the same on her face. She chocked as the assistant asked her measurements. The more she blushed, the hornier Rishi was feeling.
 
Rishi and Aparna held hands as they skimmed through the various catalogs. Refreshments were served as they settled in. The effort of the boutique owners was to give the customers such services that they would not think of going out of the boutique without buying anything. The cute looking assistant excused himself for a moment to let the couple browse through the different styles, patterns available.
 
The solitude gave the couple the moments of intimacy they required. She felt quite horny seeing the various patterns. In fact, she was taunting Rishi that he was going to be sorry for bringing her to this boutique. She kept on teasing Rishi by making him imagine her in the various lingerie products, without them as well. One could safely say that the room was definitely infused with a hint of musky smells.
 
The assistant came in after 20 odd minutes. He unconsciously smiled (a naughty one) as he could get the faint hint of a musky smell. He knew the couple was more than ready. He waited on the customers to make a decision. He was intimated by Rishi the designs and patterns which interested them.
 
The assistant then gave them a general talk on how a person unconsciously purchases ill fitting undergarments. He gave them the few brief indicators which could clearly indicate an ill fitting undergarment. Aparna was surprised to find that she was wearing an ill fitting one as well. She was glad that she came to this boutique.
 

A random thought came into her mind "perfect lingerie for the perfect whore."