Misc. Erotica Not an usual couple story..!!! --- Mylife4u

[ddey333]

After I was completely confident, I took my black panties with lace in them and wore them on. Ajju got me them from our honeymoon spot. A very famous honeymoon spot of India with ever increasing foreigners. So, it was a very quality one. Now, I took my black lace bra which was my favourite one. I wore it off. I was in black bra and panty and they looked hot in me. But, something was misisng still. It took me a moment to realise what I wanted. And threw off my bra and took the one from the top of wardrobe again. A push-up bra with black laces. Now, I wore them on and the bra accentuated the breasts and they looked more prominent and the cleavage created made me look hotter.

If Ajju was here, He would have ripped me off the clothes and will have bit and chewed my large nipples and would have ficked me raw until I screamed with pleasure. I was getting a bit horny but, Meghna and Sandy’s faces came before me and I started becoming more professional.

Now, I started getting into the party wear and Man!!!

I forgot that even though my weight has not increased, my bra cup size has increased from B to C and so, the dress was more tighter around that area. Yeah. Also, thanks to push-up bra. It made me look way more hot than I intended to. For a moment, I was thinking about getting off those clothes and getting myself into usual and comfortable salwar kameez or kurta jean. But, It was just a fleeting moment. I heaved a big breath and and wanted to be strong today and show them all who is the best.

Then, after a while of touch-ups, thinking, mirror-looking and again, turning around. Seeing my ass in the party wear. Seeing my breasts for the 100th time. I was ready. I took my black designer purse and was checking myself finally in the mirror. (I am hearing all your thoughts on how many times will you look into mirror. But, I know girls reading this would know what I mean). Then, I received the call from the cab driver and he said he is waiting outside. I locked the door and went out and reached the car.

One look on the face of almost 50-55 years old driver and I know I am succeeding in what I have planned. His face was excited and I could sense he is happy to have me in his car and for a smaller moment, I know he adjusted his pants.

So, I have started to rock the party after all. At least, I think I am going to.