Mohini exposed by her husband by divya_baby

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The striptease was nearly complete. She pulled the garter belt around and unclipped it. It was folded and placed on a table or chair, or something out of view. She turned around and bent over, leaning with one hand on something. He knew it was one hand supporting her, because he could see the other. The hand cupped her crotch. It was flexing, gripping her sex, easing off, then again tightening the grip. 

The hand moved up her body over her stomach out of sight. A finger appeared between her legs, and pushed at her bottom. It circled her asshole, stopping to press at the relaxed entrance. The finger was joined by another, with both running under her crotch, between her legs. He couldn't see clearly but it looked as though her fingers were disappearing into her pussy. Fuck! She was really putting on a show! He looked up and down the path, hiked out his cock, and pulled on it. She arched her back, and obviously had an orgasm. The sight of her perfect ass, slim waist, and long hair, had him spell bound. 

When she cum he relieved the ach in his balls. He spurted over the fence. Sending a stream of cum into her garden, which was as close as he would get to entering her secret garden. Unaccountably, it came to mind that her hedge had been clipped.

He stumbled away, and leant against a tree, getting his breath back. His heart settle down to a steady beat, while he memorised the sight of the beautiful young woman stripping. No longer interested in the bar, he decided to walk home, and give his wife a surprise.



Mohini couldn't see anyone outside in the dark, but was almost sure she had an audience. A possible flicker of a white face in the dark was all she had glimpsed. If she had been certain, there was no way she would have played with herself, and certainly not gone as far as an orgasm.

Next day Mohini felt as though she needed a fix. Sudhir had been too tired to play with her, when he came home last night. Although it was Saturday he went in to the office to work on a project. She was buzzing all over, with no hope of satisfaction. If only she could have been sure someone had watched her performance last night. 

In any case, there would be other opportunities to show off her body. Her husband had demonstrated that, time and time again. Anytime she thought about the naughty things she had committed, it gave her a thrill. It was a pity the memories weren't enough to satisfy her need. 

'Don't be so ridiculous,' she told herself.

These games were for her husband. They got him going so much, it was worth the embarrassment of exposing herself. She wasn't fooling herself one little bit, but had to pretend it was for him. More and more it was becoming a deep seated need that kept her playing the game.



The phone rang, to become a welcome distraction. 



'Hi, Dhruvi. Of course, anything I can do to help,' Mohini said.

Dhruvi, her neighbour, was organising a party for charity, and she had been, 'volunteered', to help. She was wearing old bikini bottoms, and a t-shirt, to slum around the house, when Dhruvi summoned her. The woman was twenty-three, yet had a domineering way about her, that couldn't be refused. Instead of changing into something more appropriate, she rushed out into the heat to receive instructions. At least with Dhruvi she wouldn't be thinking of flashing her body.

The bikini top was needed, but it was too small since her breasts had grown a couple of inches. Why they had blossomed a size or two, she had no idea, but Sudhir wasn't complaining, so it wasn't a problem.
Walking across the grass between neighbours houses, she found Aditya washing his truck. It was soapy, and he was ready to rinse it. She folded her arms over her breasts, just in case he hosed her down. He was a great one for playing around, but she didn't want to visit her friend in a wet t-shirt. 

'You can do mine when you're finished here!' Mohini joked.
'If you help me out, I'll help you out,' Aditya laughed.

'Depends on how you want to help me out,' she teased.

'Anyway you want,' he smiled.

The sound of his voice revealed he was getting a little too serious. His wife was in, so she would have to be careful. Dhruvi had a temper, and wasn't someone she wanted to annoy.

'You missed a bit,' she said. He threw her a sponge, and she caught it against the t-shirt. Mohini pressed up against the side of the truck, to reach the roof. The sponge wet her, and the window added to the wet t-shirt look. When Aditya opened the passenger door, she knew what he was doing. He hadn't climbed in to clean the seats. She wiped her breasts across the driver side window, pressing them hard against it.


She shouldn't be teasing Dhruvi's husband, but couldn't help it. He was in the truck, so she was safe. This was an opportunity to play, and it drew her in. The thin wet t-shirt was see-through now, but she could pretend not to know. He was sitting in his truck, watching her wet breasts pressing against the glass. She heard the window purr as it slid down. She continued to sway back and forth while rubbing a stubborn stain on the roof. She knew it was a paint mark, but again pretended ignorance. With each hard push of her hand, her wet breasts were jiggling back and forth. 'How you doing there?' he asked.

He'd shuffled across the seats to get close to her breasts. Not wearing a bra under the white t-shirt wasn't a good idea. It was see-through when wet, and Aditya was finding them very tempting. 'I can't shift this mark. I won't give up. Do you have something else to clean it with?' she asked.

She knew what he was doing, and it was getting her hot and bothered. If he took notice of anything other than her tits, he would see her becoming hot and sweaty. It would look as though she were working hard. It was hot outside, but she was so stoked up that she was hotter.'Hey! What you doing? Stop it, let me go!' she complained.

Feeling his hands grip her breasts was too much. She didn't mind him looking, but grabbing them was going too far. Alright, it must have been very tempting, but he was a neighbour. She didn't want to get a bad reputation in her own back yard. He let go of a t-shirt covered breast, and pushed a hand up to grab a bare breast. Then repeated the action with her other breast.She was balanced on the step of his truck, with her tits bared!