Mohini exposed by her husband by divya_baby

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A group of young men were staring at a woman, who was looking at shoes in a store window. They were admiring his wife's panty clad bottom! He stopped to sit on a bench, and unfolded a newspaper. The dress was up, showing off the tight white panties griping her cheeks. Again he wished she were wearing stockings. The lower half of one cheek was on show, with the panties pulling tight between the cheeks. From the bench he could see both his wife, and the men ogling her ass.

She leant forward to peer at a pair of shoes. She put both hands on her knees, and straightened her legs. A bulge of white cotton pressed between her thighs. By twisting her head at the right angle, she could see across the mall in the store window. 

Four young men were ogling her rear! Pretending to compare the shoes, she looked from side to side, wiggling her ass. It was thrilling to watch them nudge each other, and obviously comment rudely about her. Unable to hear what they were saying, she had to imagine their bawdy remarks. It was thrilling to enthral them with her body, but it had to end, so she moved on.

Sudhir watched the guys rather than his wife. They could smile and suggest things to each other all they wanted, but it was he taking the attractive woman home for sex. He got up and followed her, glad they hadn't made an approach, or shouted foully at her. It would spoil things if they spooked her. He figured she was heading for the exit, so hurried to catch up. 

'Damn! That was so exciting, I can hardly wait to get home!' Mohini laughed. 

'One more, before we go?' he asked.

She was panting from arousal, and her eyes were glinting from excitement. He figured he might push her along while susceptible.

'Like what?' she asked, sounding interested.

'Wait here until I open the car, then take your skirt off. Can you run in those heels?' he challenged. 

The big soppy grin on his face, told her he was happy with this morning's game. They stood outside the entrance, while she thought about it. This was different from a couple of days ago, when she would have been upset over such a suggestion. There was no one around, so maybe she would do it.

'OK!' she laughed.

It was a nervous laugh, so while walking away he wondered if she would comply. Sitting in the car he made sure the passenger door was unlocked, not wanting to scare her. In a hurry she trotted between cars, with him avidly watching. It was a graceless gait in high heels. Suddenly she disappeared.

'Damn! My blouse got caught in a car mirror,' Mohini said.
Turning to her husband, she exclaimed, 'Oh! Who are you?' 

Her voice was a squeak of fear. 

'Hitesh, what's your name?' the stranger asked.

'Oh hell, I'm in the wrong car,' she unnecessarily said.

'Not for me you're not,' he smiled.

He spoke to her, while staring at hard nipples trying to escape the blouse. The broach had fallen off as she ran, to reveal all. The skirt was still held in a hand, dangling uselessly. Frantically tugging on the door handle had no effect. It was locked!

'Please, I need to get out,' she said, in a panicky voice.

'Sorry, it locks automatically. A bad feature when you've left your keys inside. Calm down before you get out. I don't want you screaming,' he laughed.

She heard the click of the door unlocking, and relaxed a little.

'Sorry,' she coyly said.

'It's all right, you've made my day,' he laughed.

Opening the door, she turned to look at him. He was handsome, and slightly younger. He was smiling at her with a look of interest. She realised the blouse had fallen open, but didn't care.

'Have you changed your mind? I can drop you off anywhere you want to go. Maybe my place?' he smiled.

'Very tempting,' she teased. 'Thank you, perhaps another time,' she quickly added.

'Here's my card, in case you change your mind,' he said. 

He tucked the card into the exposed bra, and purposely brushed a nipple.

The naughty tease had come from somewhere. Had she meant it? A terrible thought was that she had, from being so worked up. It was then she realised how aroused she was. Even before getting into his car, she was vibrating with sexual tension, and the fear had provided a rush of excitement.



'Where did you get to?' Sudhir asked.



'Just drive, quickly!' she cajoled him.



'Fuck! You look ready to orgasm,' he loudly spoke.



'I think I am,' she huffed and puffed.



'What did it for you?' he asked.



He wanted to know for next time. Between watching traffic, the road signs, and her, it was difficult to concentrate. He watched her trying to put on the skirt, and eventually give up. He was surprised to see a hand shoved into her panties.



'I got into the wrong car, by mistake. I wasn't wearing the skirt,' she said, between heaving breaths. 'He saw my panties, up close. He could have, touched me, or, driven off with me,' she moaned.



'I was, already, stirred up, then, the fear, of showing off, my panties, to a stranger,' she said, with difficulty. 'I've, cum,' she whined, which turned into a deep groan.



'Save some for me,' he teased.



In surprise he felt her unzip the jeans, and pull out his cock. Now it was really difficult to concentrate. He determinedly stared at the road, trying not to think about what she was doing down there. 



'That is so good,' he whispered. 'Wait until we get home,' he ground out. 



She had a determined grip on his penis. She wasn't listening to a word he said. A park sign came into focus, and he turned off the road. On the dirt road the car skidded, twisted, then came to a halt with a trail of dust catching up with them. Pushing the seat away from the wheel, gave extra room, and she took the hint. 



With a look of fascination he watched her kiss the head of his cock. He always thought her pert lips looked perfect, when pouting while concentrating. She licked his cock, and played with his balls. Her head went down, murmuring something, then her mouth engulfed him completely. She'd never tried this before. The game was more exciting than he ever hoped for!



Mohini imagined she was in the wrong car, with that handsome young man. The car door was locked, so she was trapped. She couldn't get the skirt on, because the seat belt was too tight. The stranger leaned over to free the seat belt, only he pushed a hand between her legs. She was so hot, she opened them! With eyes closed she felt a hand between her legs, playing with her sex! A hand was on her breast mauling it.


The fear suddenly flipped to sexual arousal. She was being driven away by a stranger, and the only way she could think to stop him, was to suck him off. The fantasy was strong enough to believe the cock she was sucking was a strangers'.