Adultery Not an usual couple story

[Mylife4u]

Chapter 23 – The Preparation

(POV – Aishu)

Damn it. How did I forget that? Ajju is returning by Sunday and I have nodded my head fast for the conference by Monday. And How can I forget that he is coming this Sunday? This week’s twists and turns have modified me so much that I am more concentrated towards my clothing and Meghna bitch and Pervert Ravi than I am towards my loving hubby. 

But, what can be done now. I have accepted the invite and it is a very prestigious offer and a career defining moment. So, I feel Ajju will accept it and understand it. Let’s see. 

All these thoughts were going through my mind and I started working the day’s tasks, which were larger again due to Meghna bitch’s jealousy. I tried hard to complete them within time and as I couldn’t, I decided to take the work back to home today. 

Once I reached home, I called Ajju and informed him about the news. He was excited to know about the conference and dejected when he knew about the date. It took a while to convince him and after that, I started to work. 

And while working, I started thinking about the opporunity and then about the amount of work I get everyday. I suppose, they are both related. I still remember last year’s company party where Ravi and Meghna were talk of the gossip by the way they sat together,giggled and danced together and left in the same car. Meghna is married but, married women make more interesting gossip. And this year, Ravi never actually did anything that he did last time with her but, danced with me, who was virtually unknown to him before. And today, she tried to convince Ravi by mentioning about Pradeep even when I was right there. Its safe to assume she is jealous of my growth and its better to be in a safe distance from their feud. But, my devil mind told otherwise, Let’s try making her angry. It would be fun. By talking with Ravi at times and dressing a bit skimpy during the visit.

But, It would be too cold in Shimla. I can’t wear anything than sweaters and and jumpers over there. How to make her angry then? I was thinking about it and I got an idea. I’ve once heard a famous heroine using insulation cream to wear revealing dresses in hot climates and I decided to buy one myself. And after a tremondous search online, I finally found a place that sells it in Chennai and It was in Spencer plaze. I noted down the exact address. 

Next step that came to mind was dress selection, I have to get good dresses for the 5 days. Along with matching accessories and stuff. I took a list of things to be purchased and decided to start that Saturday for purchase. 

The next few days moved on quietly without any excitement. As usual, Meghna was a bit irritated and my usual work load was heavy and even when I did a good job, all I got was more criticism. Sandy tried to cheer me up and he seemed to be pretty excited about the whole trip. That party day has transformed him that he is eagerly waiting for travelling with me than travelling with Meghna. Ajju seemed to be pretty busy with his works and we just spoke a word or two each day. 

And finally, Saturday arrived the shopping day arrived. My plan was to reach spencers first and get the cream and do some window-shopping and then go on to Express avene where I can purchase other planned stuff.

I wasn’t thinking much about what to wear and settled easily with a red t-shirt tops and a blue tight-fit jeans. I wore a padded white bra to match the tops’ looks and has very light touch-up. I left my hair almost loose with a single band. And after getting my clutch and putting a shawl around my head, I started out. 


As usual, Chennai’s sun was unforgiving that day and as I am not used to riding mopeds, I have to get a cab. But, to my despair, the weekend booking was on full swing and all cab companies said me they can’t avail a cab for a while. So, I had no chance but to take a public transport. So, With much irritation,I started towards the bus stop and waited for a bus.

And the bus came and it was free too. So, I got a seat nearby the window and was checking my facebook wall during the travel. After few stops, the bus arrived at and a huge crowd entered in making the whole bus crowded. It was then, I saw a gang of girls who were sitting just 2 seats before me. They occupied 3 seats and was giggling and chatting as if they were in a air-conditioned suite. They must be 19-20 years old and they wore anarkalis, t-shirts and kurtas. The inability to go back to the care-free age made me sad and I was looking at them with envy and right then, I noticed 3 guys standing near the footboard. 

One guy looked rugged with a ruffled hair and another looked like a decent rich guy and the final one was looking like a nerd with his specs on. I could see they were glancing looks atthose girls and were commenting something within themselves. I looked at them for 2-3 minutes and they were all looking at those girls now and then and talked to themselves after each look. 

It was that exact moment,the devil inside me asked me something.

“So, those guys are looking at these girls.”

“Yes”

“So, What does it prove? That you have become old?”

“Nothing of that sort. Just that I am sitting far away.”

“Haha. Jus say that to yourself. You are becoming an aunt with marriage and all those things.”

“No.”

“Then, prove it. Make those guys see you.”

“Done”

To prove my point to my devilish side, I was looking at those three guys for another few moments and when one of the guys, the nerd, threw a passing look at me and I removed my head scarf the same moment. And t grabbed its attention. Now, My blood red t-shirt was visible and it attracted him a lot. He tried hard to make his look at me an accident and failed each time. He slowly turned towards his friends and murmured something and I know in a very few seconds they will look at me and I have to make an impact.

So, when I anticpated their heads are turning towards me, I threw my hands behind my head and grabbed the band and removed it and shook my head as if letting my hair fall loose and I was busy trying to put them back in my band. For a passerby, It will look like I am adjusting my hair and tying it properly but, the short sleeves of my red tee would have made sure the lifting of hands showed almost most of my hands and exactly right above my shaved under-arms. They would have been hidden but the fact that my actual underarm is millimeters away to be visible would have made those guys excited. I know I was right when I saw them with the corner of my eyes and all three has shited their looks towards me.

I was tying my hair slowly by slowly shaking my tee and I tried to sit straight and the movement has made those guys see the tight-fitting tshirt over my breasts (thanks to the padded bra :P). This has made them uncontrollable and I saw them talking to each other with much excitement. They then did a move which I didn’t anticipate.

They started moving inside the bus and I could see they were walking towards my seat. My heart skipped a beat but, I decided to go with the flow. By then, they both were standing near my seat and the rich looking guy went behind my seat and other two stayed right infront of me. I looked as if I never saw them. 

I then realised my bra strap is slightly out of the t-shirt and the little white color must be visible very clearly due to my red –tshirt. If it was other time, I would have reflexively moved my tshirt back to its place. But, I decided to stay calm and I even moved my hands on the opposite side and this made the whole strap come out of its place. And I was sitting with my strap sititng out and when saw the ruffian, he was seeing me with lust fileld eyes and the nerd was visibly opening his mouth in excitement to see my breasts in my tight t-shirt and my homely face. ( I hope they saw, I had a homely face).

And when my stop came, I had to move past the lady sitting near me and when I was about to move out of the seat, I saw the ruffian had a big bulge inside his trackpants and the huge bulge has formed just because of me. Me. Even after marriage and in a normal t-shirt, I am able to make a young guy go mad and get erect in a bus. I was feeling proud and the nerd tried to come closer so that he could dash me but, at the last moment the ruffian pulled him back. I smiled within knowing that the ruffian will fight with these guys that I am his girl and they shouldn’t see me with those eyes. How easily men become protective of pretty girls.

With the thoughts about the huge bulge I saw just now filling my thoughts, I entered spencer plaza. The mall wasn’t crowded as other malls as it was still sticking to its old ways without any renovation and the very few people out there were just some college guys making purchases and first time Chennai girls who have saw Spencers only from Boys movie. I moved past the stores and reached the store which sold the cream and I got 5 boxes of 150 gms each.

And while I was walking back towards the exit, a footwear shop attracted my attention and my legs moved in. The shop wasn’t very tidy and it was filled with boxes on one end and a single guy was sitting in a stool reading some cheap novel.

“Excuse me”

He looked up lazily and irritated by my interruption. 

“Yeah“

“What is the price of those stilettos?”

“Which one”, Again lazy voice.

“The third one from top.” 

“1200 Rupees.”

“Can I try that?”

He was giving a reaction that translated to no. but, he nodded. 

“Ok”

He didn’t ask me to sit but I took a stool nearby and there were mirrors opposite to me.

“Here.”, He gave the stilettos to me.

I was irritated with his tone and I bent down to remove my sandals and tried one and they were tight. 

“Don’t you have the next size? It’s too tight”

“Ok. I will see. “ Irritation still.

He came a minute later and gave me another pair. I again tried them and while I was bending down, I saw my reflection in the mirror and I approved what I saw. 

My thighs were the first thing visible to me. Neither fat nor too skinny, I have perfect thighs like a tennis player and the jeans have showed them off well. And my t-shirt was perfect with the help of the bra and my shape was more than a normal hot girl. I then felt I am a hot girl here and I should be the one who attracts people but not let them look at me lazily. I decided something myself.

The stilettos were actually perfect but, due to my plan, my little evil plan, I lifted my head and asked him, “Is there other colors? Can you bring them?”

He just nodded and went in. I then swiftly, lowered my t-shirt a bit and loosened up myself. When he provided me the other two colors, I bent down to try them on.

And in few seconds, I lifted just my head by still bending and I could see little brightness inside his lazy eyes. I know why they are. 

“Can you help me try this?”

He immediately sat down. Without any thinking and I was still bent and I know the top of my breasts with the help of lowered t-shirt and pushup bra will be visible out. A slight small area of cleavage and it has made him fall to my feet and help me out.

He was kneeling down and looked at my t-shirt now and then and I could see he was becoming restless and He moved his legs wider, which is a universal code of saying, he got an erection.

After that, I made him take more than 15 sandals and stilettos and he took everyone of them like my servant and put them to my legs like a slave bending his knees. All because of a tiny flash of my cleavage and my spattering of my eyes like a shy girl. I even let him once to feel my sole for a microsecond. And I know he would have fell in my legs begging if I have asked him to.

And you know what. I didn’t purchase anything from the store. I just came out saying, “Sorry. Not of my taste.” And he came running behind to give me his visiting card. 

All because of little cleavage, I realized when it is used properly, any guy is a slave and all those dominant men will easily bend for hot girl with right brain.

And to my surprise, I found myself completely wet when I reached the restroom. I love this. I am into this and it is mutually benefiting to me too. Revealing my beauty to exert power and grab things I want and also, to teach a lesson. Let’s see who learns it next.