Adultery Not an usual couple story

[Mylife4u]

Chapter 11 - Preparations begin
 
(POV – Aishu)
 
We all started home early that day as we all have to get ready for tonight’s party. During the travel back, I was completely engrossed in yesterday’s and today’s events. The humiliation I got from Meghna, Sandy and Pradeep were all too much. As the minutes increased, My resolution intensified. I then reached home.
 
It must be almost 11 AM for Ajju and I can’t disturb him by calling to ask what I should wear and tocomplain about everything that happened. Also, our Indian husbands tend to be possessive more when they are not around and can’t see their wife. So, He might panic with my resolution to prove Meghna bitch and others that I can be super-hot if I wanted to. So, I didn’t call him.
 
Now, came the important question. What I shall wear?
 
There were plenty of options. Jean Kurta. A skirt and blouse. Designer see-through material saree. Anarkali Salwar kameez. T-shirt and Jean. Shirt and Jean. Sleeveless tops and Jean or skirt.
 
As I was going through my wardrobe, every above suggestion was available but nothing was satisfactory to my mindset today and to be frank, nothing was close enough to Meghna bitch’s dressing style. Yeah. I am talking about “Revealing”.
 
Suddenly, It strike to me. I reached the top of my wardrobe using a chair and I found the dress I searched for. It was my un-used party wear. My sister has brought me from abroad thinking the IT professional sister might need it for parties. But, I have never had the courage to wear it.
 
It was a black party wear. Thank God. It was with half sleeves. Else,It might have drove me crazy with fear. A V-shaped neck-line. Slightly deeper but I am not sure until I try it out. Importantly, The length of the dress ends in my mid-thighs.
 
I was looking at the dress for few more moments and the realisation dawned. I’ve to shave my legs if Im going to wear them. Yeah. It wasn’t long since I last shaved but perfection is what important while wearing such a dress. I then took my shaving cream and shaved my body hair-free in every part except the sweet mound. As I felt it wasn’t necessary.
 
Then, I had a long bath in the hot water and cleansed me from the day’s pollution. I washed my hair too and applied conditioner. Once I came out, I dried my hair and applied the serum to make it look more healthy. Now, trying out the dress part. I was confident enough that the dress will be fitting me well as I haven’t gained any more weight from the day I got this dress.
 
After combing my hair and leaving it free, I went before the mirror. I was in a white turkey towel that was tied over my prominent body parts and the breasts were half tied in and half out. It gave a nice sensuous look to me. I, then, in a swift motion untied the towel and stood before the mirror. Naked.
 
My hair was flowing free in almost a silky motion. Thanks to the shampoo,conditioner and serum. My eyes by nature have a dark outer-lines which accentuates the beauty. Sometimes, My hubby tells me, I have the most beautiful eyes in the world and at times, the most sexy eyes too.
Moving on to the nose, I have rather small nose with a cuteness surrounding it. Then came my lips. My sweet hubby loves to suck ‘em on for hours together and he says time isn’t enough to suck them. I have perfect lips and I am proud of them. Thanks to Ajju for making me more proud than I was in the beginning.
 
My neck, in its dusky colour( about which at times I worry about and which Ajju loves and says, “The dusky complexion is what makes you more attractive than anything”), is neither too long nor too short. It’s apt in length and then the shoulders and the most anticipated part of many, My boobs.
 
I wasn’t a fan of my boobs until Ajju arrived at my life. As a girl, I always felt the size of it isn’t enough and I wished for larger breasts. But, Ajju came to my life and said he loves it the way it is. Even my larger nipples in their black gbang colour and almost a gbang’s size. He loved it. Even today, whenever he getsa chance he inserts his hands inside and started rubbing my nipples which I admit is a bit larger and sexier. My areolas are smaller but they add a more dashing look.
 
Then, my hip, which had a slight extra-flesh few years back but now, I am maintaining a flat stomach and Ajju loves it even more. Finally, my love parts. Slightly trimmed with tiny hairs starting to grow and the shape of it reminding inversed triangle. Its always surpirising to me how this small area provides such a huge pleasure.
 
I, then, turned back and saw my bottom from sidewards in the mirror. I felt proud. May be its God’s gift. When I was always worrying about the size of my boobs, I have had a flourishing growth of my posterior and they were shapely, fleshy and at even a slight projection provacative. My legs were shapy and thighs were big enough to hold my fleshy ass.
 
I then turned overand over and I started getting proud of myself. Yes, those tits will look more awesome if they got a bit larger but still I am hot and sexy than 98% of girls. But, I have never wanted to reveal it to strangers. Okay Okay. I have wanted to, but, never liked the way others might look at me and comment in a bad way. I rather tend to be a shy girl about whom guys say, “She is cute and beautiful” rather than “Man!! How desperately I want her in my bed. And how much I wanna do to those tits”
 
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.