04-05-2019, 12:36 PM
Well, I was right. When she came home the next evening, she told me that instead of going out sightseeing, Vinod had suggested they stay in for the day, and had ended up spending the entire day in bed in his hotel suite. Samina was a like giddy as a teenager as she told me that she had fucked a childhood idol of hers. She could not get enough of it. She told me that she had told Vinod everything about us, and that he had told her that he was glad she was married. He always had a thing for married women, and over the years had slept with dozens of wives, including the wives of many of his fellow stars, along with the wives of directors, producers, and even cameramen. Apparently he had father several children with those wives as well, but he didn't seem to care. He loved the feeling of superiority over their husbands, and that is all that mattered to him. Samina told me that it was not he who left his wife, it was she who left him, unable to put up with his womanizing any longer. She also said, that Vinod was without a doubt one of the best lovers she had ever had, and she could understand why so many women would be willing to break their marriage vows for him.
Samina was able to convince her boss to send her to Miami on a training course for a week. Of course she spent the evenings and nights with Vinod, usually in bed with him, and occasionally sightseeing. She was like a kid in a candy store, as far as Vinod was concerned, willing to do anything he asked her to. Including telling him more about me, and how much of a better lover he was.
Finally, after spending the weekend with Vinod, Samina came home and informed me that Vinod would be spending the following week in our city with Bishan, and had already asked her to spend the evenings with him. A request that Samina had happily granted.
And so it went for the week. On Friday morning Samina informed me that Vinod had expressed a desire to come to our house, so she had invited him to spend the night. I was not sure about that, but Samina was so happy about it, that I kept quiet and told her that I was happy Vinod was coming over.
Friday evening rolled around, Samina was pacing back and forth in front of the mirror occasionally twisting around trying to look at every part of her tight sexy body. She was nude due to having just stepped from the bath and there was still water rivulets dripping off her smooth lightly tanned skin. She was obviously pleased with what she was seeing. I know that I was.
Samina naughtily lifted each of her breasts with her hands, and as she pursed her lips in a mock kiss, she pinched at her erect nipples aggressively. She then rolled the swollen nipples between her red tipped manicured fingers and stuck her tongue out at me as she watched me gawking at her through the mirror.
I was rapidly getting an enormous erection. You see Samina had taken off the cage earlier, as a reward for good behavior, but had made me promise I would not jerk off, or pleasure myself until she was ready to let me do it. So there I was nursing an enormous erection, leaking precum, and desperately wanting to get pleasured. Well I say enormous but Samina would say something different then that. She would maybe remark that it was tiny or maybe even an itt- bitty hard-on. Or as she called it that evening, the little hard worm was out to play! What ever she would say would be closer to the truth then enormous would be. I was definitely smaller than Vinod, or any of her boyfriends thus far.
It had been decided long ago that the only way to satisfy my darling Samina was to let here have affairs. It was quite obvious to the both of us that I was never going to be able to do a proper job. The first disappointment had occurred about two months after our honeymoon when I had prematurely ejaculated all over the outside of her vagina before she could even get her panties off, and that had set a pattern. Small penis with quick release is not a good combination!
Samina was as nervous as a virgin bride on her wedding night. She wanted everything to be perfect for Vinod. So taken in by him was she, that she blew off the phone calls from her other guy friends. It seemed that my wife had found someone to her liking, intense liking. All day Samina was atwitter with her desire to make sure that Vinod would be happy.
As I said earlier, Samina was pacing back and forth in front of the mirror. She was teasing me, making me watch her every move as though I would be watching anything else but my sexy blonde wife. She sashayed to her jewelry chest and lifted the lid. Samina pulled a tiny gold ring from the padded trough and sauntered over to me. I sat upright as she neared and prepared to help her. With my legs hanging over the edge of the bed, she stepped between them and then thrust her left breast in my face.
Without allowing me to touch her, she gently squeezed and rolled her left nipple until it was erect. She giggled as I attempted to put my lips around the hard little bud to suckle at it and she jerked backward saying that I was being a naughty little boy. She then proceeded to insert the sharp stud of the little gold earring through her ear.
As she twisted the tiny needle through her lovely ears, I thought back to when she had gotten it. It was gift from Vinod. They had gone out on their second date (which happened to be their first fuck date) and when she came home I immediately noticed the new earring son her ears. She had worn no others since then! In fact even her conversations with me were almost all about Vinod, his likes, dislikes, and tastes. Samina was like a collegegirl who had just gotten her first crush. The only things she didn't share with me in detail, were details of their encounters.
Samina paraded seductively back to the dresser where her little panties are kept. After rummaging through the drawer, she pulled out a tiny wisp of hot pink satin and lace. The panty was a thong style and the front of the panty was bordered in hot pink satin with the center panel made of frilly pink lace. She tossed the dainty garment at me and of course I caught it instantly.
After selecting her panty, she went into the next drawer down and retrieved the matching garter belt. It was made the same way only it had little baby pink bows covering the metal stocking clasps. The satin and lace piece of lingerie was also thrown in my direction.
The last item she chose was the matching bra. This was no every day bra. It's called a balconette bra! I call them half cup bras. It had lacy edges that caressed and cradled her breasts but fully exposes her nipples and the area around them. Sexy as hell, and teased me no end. I so wanted to reach out and touch those nipples, but Samina made it clear that they were for Vinod's enjoyment only!
Samina looped the hot-pink garter belt around her slender waist and fastened it in the back. She then sat next to me on the bed and started rolling a bright white nylon stocking onto her right foot. I watched closely as she unrolled the almost transparent material over her Fuck-Red toe nails and up her long slender leg onto her thigh. She looked at me very seductively and clipped the garter belts straps to the wide white lace band of her stocking top. She repeated the same thing with the other stocking only this time she never looked at me.
She leaned back resting on her arms and she appeared to be thinking of something. I asked her what was on her mind as I stared at her garter framed pussy. I was waiting quietly and wondered how she managed to shave her mound to where she only has a little strip of light blonde hair above her pussy. The lips and surrounding area of her vagina was as smooth as silk all the way to her little pink butt hole.
|Suddenly Samina giggled and spoke out. "Oh I nearly forgot to tell you. Something happened the other day that I want to talk to you about. When Vinod took me to that fancy restaurant last week, the Maitra'd asked the hostess to please show Mr. and Mrs. Sinha to their table. Vinod must have placed the reservations in his last name."
I told Samina, that it was no problem and that the Maitra'd most likely didn't know that she was his girlfriend because she had her wedding rings on.
"I know that's most likely why the matra'd introduced us as husband and wife. What really shocked me was how wet I became. When my eyes met Vinod's upon hearing those words I knew our relationship was changing. I took his arm and snuggled in as close to Vinod as I could get. I was so excited to think that everyone there would be thinking of me as his wife!" Samina giggled happily.
I was staring at Samina with my mouth hanging open and a raging hard-on. Jealousy and excitement surged throughout my body. The ice cold feeling in my stomach was killing me but my hard little dick was dripping with excitement.
"Honey, for that moment and as far as I was concerned, I was his wife. I was wet down there (her eyes glanced to her pussy) and ready to make passionate love to my husband! I would have done my new husband right there in the restaurant if he would have allowed it. Imagine, your hot little wife was now Vinod's hot little wife. I was no longer his girlfriend, I was his wife! If he had wanted to, I would have let him give me a baby!" Samina giggled again, as I swallowed hard.
I was shaking slightly at this new revelation. My sexy little wife was imagining that she and Vinod were husband and wife and she wanted to have his baby! I was going crazy. I'm not sure if it was Samina thinking about it or me. The thought was too intense and erotic, and the warm sensation of liquid in my crotch signaled that I had just prematurely ejaculated and it was because of this new fantasy.
Samina noticed me fidgeting and as soon as she saw the spreading wet stain of my "spermies" she giggled uncontrollably. “Aww, did your little hard worm have an accident?”She knew that I had a new fantasy to play with and she immediately started to formulate a slightly different scenario to cuckold me with physically as well as cuckolding me mentally. “Well I hope you enjoyed it! It may be your last for a while, the cage goes back on soon. I love keeping you soft!” Samina giggled again.
After her bout with the giggles subsided, she pulled up the tiny pink panties carefully so as to not snag her panty on her stocking clasps. The dainty garment barely kept her shaved pussy out of my view and it was driving me crazy. The sexy little pink lace panties barely covered her pouting pussy lips which bulged out straining valiantly against the lacy panel that partly covered them.
Samina stood up and looked over her smooth shoulder trying to see her tight little butt and the thin little string that separated her hot little cheeks. I looked up to see her staring at me and she patted her ass, smirked and walked away. "Should I wear a bra or not, honey?" She asked.
I was shaking as I stood up with the last piece of lingerie that she would wear. I was allowed to wrap the hot-pink balconette bra around her tiny body and up under her large breasts while she held up her mane of bleached blonde hair. This balconette or "half bra" lifted her large breasts up and squeezed them together. I was gazing into the mirror as I fumbled clumsily with the tiny hooks in back. I could see that the majority of her breasts were without coverage and the hot-pink satin and lace displayed her to perfection. Her tits were sticking out at least a half of an inch and the sexy jewel piercing her left nipple directed your eye's right to it.
Samina turned around and the front of her garter belt scbangd across the head of my little penis making me moan softly. She was standing closely now rubbing my soft cock, against the garter belt on purpose and her hot breath softly caressed my quivering throat. She moved onto her tippy-toes inching my penis closer and closer to her panty covered sex and her fucking pouty lips tickled at my ear.
She whispered hotly for me to get her white spiked heels from the closet and to get on my fucking knee's to put them on her feet. I turned obeying her order like a good cuckolded hubby should. I searched through spiked heel after spiked heel until I found the white six inch open toed spikes with two inch platforms and wide ankle straps. I turned back to find my wife sat on the edge of the bed with her long legs crossed over one another waiting for me to crawl to her.
On my knees, I waddled to my bride cradling the sharp tipped spiked heels in my arms. While I was searching for the shoes, Samina had found another item for me to adorn her pretty little feet with and naughtily tossed the dainty white ankle socks in my face as I sat on the floor at her feet. I was shaking wildly as I placed each little white sock over her stocking clad feet and pulled them over her slender sexy ankles. She had me kiss the arch of each little foot before slipping the wicked white spiked heels onto her precious feet.
I struggled with the wide patent ankle straps but managed to finally get them tightly buckled. I was then made to kiss the bottom sole of each shoe and then each ankle below the strap before being allowed to stand. Samina pushed one of her high heels into my groin so I could bend over and fluff the hot-pink lace trimming of her dainty little ankle socks to where it billowed out just over the top edge of the wide ankle strap of her shoe.
Before making adjustments to the other little sock, Samina pushed even harder into my penis with her heels mashing my little thingy into my belly and driving her sharp pointed heel into my tiny balls. She giggled mischievously as she pushed the toe of her shoe upward toward my belly button and digging even more harshly into my scrotum with her sharp heels.
I was sweating profusely when I finally finished with her high heels and socks. Samina instructed me to return to the closet and retrieve her hot-pink mini-dress with the sexy white lacing on the bodice and white lacy cuff's on the short puffy sleeves. This dress was skin tight around the bodice but billowed into a "flirt skirt" and it was very short. It looked like a little girls dress but instead, it was a naughty wife's dress and it also exposed a great deal of cleavage. I was thinking that I would most likely have to make adjustments to her garter straps because a dress this short would require me to shorten the garters so that the darker shade of her stocking tops wouldn't show.
I held the top part open so Samina, could step into this naughty little pink mini dress. Samina placed her hand on my shoulder to stabilize herself so she could step into it and was being very careful not to catch her heels on the slick fabric. I pulled the dress up over her hips and she put each arm through the short little sleeves. I carefully adjusted each lace of the bodice until they were tight and her hard nipples stuck out like two pencil erasers. If you looked close enough, you could also see the little impression that her piercing made through her tight dress on her left breast.
I was correct in my assumption that her stocking tops would show. I now went to my knees before my wife once again and started the task of fixing her garters while she held up the short hem of her skirt. I needed at least two more inches to hopefully hide the fact that my hot little wife was indeed wearing stockings. She giggled because I had to stare right at her lace panty covered pussy. I so wanted to stick out my tongue and lick at my wife's hairless pussy.
After correcting the issue with her stocking tops showing, she sat at her makeup table. I was instructed to crawl under the table to look up her little dress as she applied her makeup. I stared lovingly at her panty covered pussy as she hummed a little tune while putting on her lip stick and eye shadow.
"Honey, do you like for me to look sexy for my boyfriend?" Samina teased me.
I nodded my head up and down, and mumbled a yes.
"Something else happened at the restaurant the other night and I think I should tell you about it." Samina was in full teasing naughty mode and giggling like a little girl.
I was waiting with baited breath as she spoke and glanced up from between her stocking clad thighs to see that she was staring into the mirror putting mascara on her long dark eyelashes.
"I know you wanted to keep your status as a cuckold husband quiet but I think that your little perverted secret has been found out. You know Mr. and Mrs. Chughtai?” Samina was referring to the elderly retired Pakistani couple who lived not too far from us. Well, they were at the restaurant too. I was being naughty. They saw me making out passionately with my boyfriend. They saw your sexy little wife out on the town with her lover. They know I'm his girlfriend now for sure." Samina giggled.
I was shocked and a little worried. But was surprised that Samina did not seem to care that they knew. Well frankly there were both in their 80's childless, eccentric, and a little senile, so there was little chance that anyone would believe them, even if they went around telling people what they saw. But the danger of playing around in our town was suddenly made very real. It just pure luck that it was not someone else who spotted Samina and Vinod. I made a mental note to talk to her about that.
Samina spread her legs apart and told me to kiss the inside of her thighs if I had a little hard-on from what she was telling me. I softly placed little kisses on her stocking tops and was moving up the inside of her thighs toward her panties when she stopped me. I looked up into her eyes and she blew a kiss at me from her freshly painted cherry red lips.
"Does the thought of me being Vinod's wife, and having his child turn you on?" Samina, took my chin in her dainty hand and I nodded yes and begged her not to leave me.
"Oh baby, I won't leave you. It's just that we; me and Vinod, don't want to have to sneak around to be lovers. I want to be able to go out with him and not be afraid for people to see us together. I am his girlfriend dammit and other people should know that! Bishan already knows, as do a lot of his friends who were with us that night after the gala. But he has assured me that they will be discrete, except maybe Gloria Khanna, you know that annoying hag, no one likes, but puts up with because she is filthy rich, thanks to her late husband, who died and left her millions!”
Samina was able to convince her boss to send her to Miami on a training course for a week. Of course she spent the evenings and nights with Vinod, usually in bed with him, and occasionally sightseeing. She was like a kid in a candy store, as far as Vinod was concerned, willing to do anything he asked her to. Including telling him more about me, and how much of a better lover he was.
Finally, after spending the weekend with Vinod, Samina came home and informed me that Vinod would be spending the following week in our city with Bishan, and had already asked her to spend the evenings with him. A request that Samina had happily granted.
And so it went for the week. On Friday morning Samina informed me that Vinod had expressed a desire to come to our house, so she had invited him to spend the night. I was not sure about that, but Samina was so happy about it, that I kept quiet and told her that I was happy Vinod was coming over.
Friday evening rolled around, Samina was pacing back and forth in front of the mirror occasionally twisting around trying to look at every part of her tight sexy body. She was nude due to having just stepped from the bath and there was still water rivulets dripping off her smooth lightly tanned skin. She was obviously pleased with what she was seeing. I know that I was.
Samina naughtily lifted each of her breasts with her hands, and as she pursed her lips in a mock kiss, she pinched at her erect nipples aggressively. She then rolled the swollen nipples between her red tipped manicured fingers and stuck her tongue out at me as she watched me gawking at her through the mirror.
I was rapidly getting an enormous erection. You see Samina had taken off the cage earlier, as a reward for good behavior, but had made me promise I would not jerk off, or pleasure myself until she was ready to let me do it. So there I was nursing an enormous erection, leaking precum, and desperately wanting to get pleasured. Well I say enormous but Samina would say something different then that. She would maybe remark that it was tiny or maybe even an itt- bitty hard-on. Or as she called it that evening, the little hard worm was out to play! What ever she would say would be closer to the truth then enormous would be. I was definitely smaller than Vinod, or any of her boyfriends thus far.
It had been decided long ago that the only way to satisfy my darling Samina was to let here have affairs. It was quite obvious to the both of us that I was never going to be able to do a proper job. The first disappointment had occurred about two months after our honeymoon when I had prematurely ejaculated all over the outside of her vagina before she could even get her panties off, and that had set a pattern. Small penis with quick release is not a good combination!
Samina was as nervous as a virgin bride on her wedding night. She wanted everything to be perfect for Vinod. So taken in by him was she, that she blew off the phone calls from her other guy friends. It seemed that my wife had found someone to her liking, intense liking. All day Samina was atwitter with her desire to make sure that Vinod would be happy.
As I said earlier, Samina was pacing back and forth in front of the mirror. She was teasing me, making me watch her every move as though I would be watching anything else but my sexy blonde wife. She sashayed to her jewelry chest and lifted the lid. Samina pulled a tiny gold ring from the padded trough and sauntered over to me. I sat upright as she neared and prepared to help her. With my legs hanging over the edge of the bed, she stepped between them and then thrust her left breast in my face.
Without allowing me to touch her, she gently squeezed and rolled her left nipple until it was erect. She giggled as I attempted to put my lips around the hard little bud to suckle at it and she jerked backward saying that I was being a naughty little boy. She then proceeded to insert the sharp stud of the little gold earring through her ear.
As she twisted the tiny needle through her lovely ears, I thought back to when she had gotten it. It was gift from Vinod. They had gone out on their second date (which happened to be their first fuck date) and when she came home I immediately noticed the new earring son her ears. She had worn no others since then! In fact even her conversations with me were almost all about Vinod, his likes, dislikes, and tastes. Samina was like a collegegirl who had just gotten her first crush. The only things she didn't share with me in detail, were details of their encounters.
Samina paraded seductively back to the dresser where her little panties are kept. After rummaging through the drawer, she pulled out a tiny wisp of hot pink satin and lace. The panty was a thong style and the front of the panty was bordered in hot pink satin with the center panel made of frilly pink lace. She tossed the dainty garment at me and of course I caught it instantly.
After selecting her panty, she went into the next drawer down and retrieved the matching garter belt. It was made the same way only it had little baby pink bows covering the metal stocking clasps. The satin and lace piece of lingerie was also thrown in my direction.
The last item she chose was the matching bra. This was no every day bra. It's called a balconette bra! I call them half cup bras. It had lacy edges that caressed and cradled her breasts but fully exposes her nipples and the area around them. Sexy as hell, and teased me no end. I so wanted to reach out and touch those nipples, but Samina made it clear that they were for Vinod's enjoyment only!
Samina looped the hot-pink garter belt around her slender waist and fastened it in the back. She then sat next to me on the bed and started rolling a bright white nylon stocking onto her right foot. I watched closely as she unrolled the almost transparent material over her Fuck-Red toe nails and up her long slender leg onto her thigh. She looked at me very seductively and clipped the garter belts straps to the wide white lace band of her stocking top. She repeated the same thing with the other stocking only this time she never looked at me.
She leaned back resting on her arms and she appeared to be thinking of something. I asked her what was on her mind as I stared at her garter framed pussy. I was waiting quietly and wondered how she managed to shave her mound to where she only has a little strip of light blonde hair above her pussy. The lips and surrounding area of her vagina was as smooth as silk all the way to her little pink butt hole.
|Suddenly Samina giggled and spoke out. "Oh I nearly forgot to tell you. Something happened the other day that I want to talk to you about. When Vinod took me to that fancy restaurant last week, the Maitra'd asked the hostess to please show Mr. and Mrs. Sinha to their table. Vinod must have placed the reservations in his last name."
I told Samina, that it was no problem and that the Maitra'd most likely didn't know that she was his girlfriend because she had her wedding rings on.
"I know that's most likely why the matra'd introduced us as husband and wife. What really shocked me was how wet I became. When my eyes met Vinod's upon hearing those words I knew our relationship was changing. I took his arm and snuggled in as close to Vinod as I could get. I was so excited to think that everyone there would be thinking of me as his wife!" Samina giggled happily.
I was staring at Samina with my mouth hanging open and a raging hard-on. Jealousy and excitement surged throughout my body. The ice cold feeling in my stomach was killing me but my hard little dick was dripping with excitement.
"Honey, for that moment and as far as I was concerned, I was his wife. I was wet down there (her eyes glanced to her pussy) and ready to make passionate love to my husband! I would have done my new husband right there in the restaurant if he would have allowed it. Imagine, your hot little wife was now Vinod's hot little wife. I was no longer his girlfriend, I was his wife! If he had wanted to, I would have let him give me a baby!" Samina giggled again, as I swallowed hard.
I was shaking slightly at this new revelation. My sexy little wife was imagining that she and Vinod were husband and wife and she wanted to have his baby! I was going crazy. I'm not sure if it was Samina thinking about it or me. The thought was too intense and erotic, and the warm sensation of liquid in my crotch signaled that I had just prematurely ejaculated and it was because of this new fantasy.
Samina noticed me fidgeting and as soon as she saw the spreading wet stain of my "spermies" she giggled uncontrollably. “Aww, did your little hard worm have an accident?”She knew that I had a new fantasy to play with and she immediately started to formulate a slightly different scenario to cuckold me with physically as well as cuckolding me mentally. “Well I hope you enjoyed it! It may be your last for a while, the cage goes back on soon. I love keeping you soft!” Samina giggled again.
After her bout with the giggles subsided, she pulled up the tiny pink panties carefully so as to not snag her panty on her stocking clasps. The dainty garment barely kept her shaved pussy out of my view and it was driving me crazy. The sexy little pink lace panties barely covered her pouting pussy lips which bulged out straining valiantly against the lacy panel that partly covered them.
Samina stood up and looked over her smooth shoulder trying to see her tight little butt and the thin little string that separated her hot little cheeks. I looked up to see her staring at me and she patted her ass, smirked and walked away. "Should I wear a bra or not, honey?" She asked.
I was shaking as I stood up with the last piece of lingerie that she would wear. I was allowed to wrap the hot-pink balconette bra around her tiny body and up under her large breasts while she held up her mane of bleached blonde hair. This balconette or "half bra" lifted her large breasts up and squeezed them together. I was gazing into the mirror as I fumbled clumsily with the tiny hooks in back. I could see that the majority of her breasts were without coverage and the hot-pink satin and lace displayed her to perfection. Her tits were sticking out at least a half of an inch and the sexy jewel piercing her left nipple directed your eye's right to it.
Samina turned around and the front of her garter belt scbangd across the head of my little penis making me moan softly. She was standing closely now rubbing my soft cock, against the garter belt on purpose and her hot breath softly caressed my quivering throat. She moved onto her tippy-toes inching my penis closer and closer to her panty covered sex and her fucking pouty lips tickled at my ear.
She whispered hotly for me to get her white spiked heels from the closet and to get on my fucking knee's to put them on her feet. I turned obeying her order like a good cuckolded hubby should. I searched through spiked heel after spiked heel until I found the white six inch open toed spikes with two inch platforms and wide ankle straps. I turned back to find my wife sat on the edge of the bed with her long legs crossed over one another waiting for me to crawl to her.
On my knees, I waddled to my bride cradling the sharp tipped spiked heels in my arms. While I was searching for the shoes, Samina had found another item for me to adorn her pretty little feet with and naughtily tossed the dainty white ankle socks in my face as I sat on the floor at her feet. I was shaking wildly as I placed each little white sock over her stocking clad feet and pulled them over her slender sexy ankles. She had me kiss the arch of each little foot before slipping the wicked white spiked heels onto her precious feet.
I struggled with the wide patent ankle straps but managed to finally get them tightly buckled. I was then made to kiss the bottom sole of each shoe and then each ankle below the strap before being allowed to stand. Samina pushed one of her high heels into my groin so I could bend over and fluff the hot-pink lace trimming of her dainty little ankle socks to where it billowed out just over the top edge of the wide ankle strap of her shoe.
Before making adjustments to the other little sock, Samina pushed even harder into my penis with her heels mashing my little thingy into my belly and driving her sharp pointed heel into my tiny balls. She giggled mischievously as she pushed the toe of her shoe upward toward my belly button and digging even more harshly into my scrotum with her sharp heels.
I was sweating profusely when I finally finished with her high heels and socks. Samina instructed me to return to the closet and retrieve her hot-pink mini-dress with the sexy white lacing on the bodice and white lacy cuff's on the short puffy sleeves. This dress was skin tight around the bodice but billowed into a "flirt skirt" and it was very short. It looked like a little girls dress but instead, it was a naughty wife's dress and it also exposed a great deal of cleavage. I was thinking that I would most likely have to make adjustments to her garter straps because a dress this short would require me to shorten the garters so that the darker shade of her stocking tops wouldn't show.
I held the top part open so Samina, could step into this naughty little pink mini dress. Samina placed her hand on my shoulder to stabilize herself so she could step into it and was being very careful not to catch her heels on the slick fabric. I pulled the dress up over her hips and she put each arm through the short little sleeves. I carefully adjusted each lace of the bodice until they were tight and her hard nipples stuck out like two pencil erasers. If you looked close enough, you could also see the little impression that her piercing made through her tight dress on her left breast.
I was correct in my assumption that her stocking tops would show. I now went to my knees before my wife once again and started the task of fixing her garters while she held up the short hem of her skirt. I needed at least two more inches to hopefully hide the fact that my hot little wife was indeed wearing stockings. She giggled because I had to stare right at her lace panty covered pussy. I so wanted to stick out my tongue and lick at my wife's hairless pussy.
After correcting the issue with her stocking tops showing, she sat at her makeup table. I was instructed to crawl under the table to look up her little dress as she applied her makeup. I stared lovingly at her panty covered pussy as she hummed a little tune while putting on her lip stick and eye shadow.
"Honey, do you like for me to look sexy for my boyfriend?" Samina teased me.
I nodded my head up and down, and mumbled a yes.
"Something else happened at the restaurant the other night and I think I should tell you about it." Samina was in full teasing naughty mode and giggling like a little girl.
I was waiting with baited breath as she spoke and glanced up from between her stocking clad thighs to see that she was staring into the mirror putting mascara on her long dark eyelashes.
"I know you wanted to keep your status as a cuckold husband quiet but I think that your little perverted secret has been found out. You know Mr. and Mrs. Chughtai?” Samina was referring to the elderly retired Pakistani couple who lived not too far from us. Well, they were at the restaurant too. I was being naughty. They saw me making out passionately with my boyfriend. They saw your sexy little wife out on the town with her lover. They know I'm his girlfriend now for sure." Samina giggled.
I was shocked and a little worried. But was surprised that Samina did not seem to care that they knew. Well frankly there were both in their 80's childless, eccentric, and a little senile, so there was little chance that anyone would believe them, even if they went around telling people what they saw. But the danger of playing around in our town was suddenly made very real. It just pure luck that it was not someone else who spotted Samina and Vinod. I made a mental note to talk to her about that.
Samina spread her legs apart and told me to kiss the inside of her thighs if I had a little hard-on from what she was telling me. I softly placed little kisses on her stocking tops and was moving up the inside of her thighs toward her panties when she stopped me. I looked up into her eyes and she blew a kiss at me from her freshly painted cherry red lips.
"Does the thought of me being Vinod's wife, and having his child turn you on?" Samina, took my chin in her dainty hand and I nodded yes and begged her not to leave me.
"Oh baby, I won't leave you. It's just that we; me and Vinod, don't want to have to sneak around to be lovers. I want to be able to go out with him and not be afraid for people to see us together. I am his girlfriend dammit and other people should know that! Bishan already knows, as do a lot of his friends who were with us that night after the gala. But he has assured me that they will be discrete, except maybe Gloria Khanna, you know that annoying hag, no one likes, but puts up with because she is filthy rich, thanks to her late husband, who died and left her millions!”
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