Adultery Not an usual couple story

[Mylife4u]

Chapter 53 – Step Two
(POV – Aishu)

Elated. Excited. Happy. Awesome. Wonderful. Even Horny.

Making my pervert husband do errands for me and sending him out while I masturbate to hubby humiliation porn made me feel all things above.

He deserves it and much more but I ain’t a slut to fuck another guy as the internet asked me to. But, just a grunted wife who wishes to teach her hubby a lesson.

I changed the video to another normal porn where a foreigner fucks an desi lady as he locked the door as this kinda porn is the one that actually excites me better. And then I began rubbing my pussy while my another hand crushed my breasts and then fingered myself to sleep.

The next morning, I felt fresh as a rose and I started to office with a glee. May be because, it’s Friday or because of the night’s happenings. I got myself into a maroon cotton salwar which is tight and accentuates my beauty.

After Shimla, I stopped wearing sexier outfits as much as possible but, everything has changed now and to pin point, yesterday night, everything changed topsy-turvy. I wore my dupatta a bit above my usual chest line and therefore, it showed the light line that went beneath the kameez, camisole and bra. 

I kept myself a maroon bindi to match the salwar and got some jasmine on the way to make me look prettier. I just didn’t wanna think about Ravi, Sandy or any bitches there gossiping me. I know me and I live for myself.

As soon as I entered office, I could feel the constant gaze of human eyes all over me. Men, Women both. I am actually pretty but it got 1000 times better due to the fact that I felt clarity now than before.

I got into my cubicle and Reshma came with a smile, which I can even believe to be true if I haven’t heard what she spoke yesterday to the other bitch. 

“Wow. You look so pretty today di.”

I showed what amount of acting I am capable too.

“Aww. Thanks di.”

“I am really saying di. I just feel jealous about you today.”

She giggled and I wanted to strangle her neck right there pushing her against the cucbicle. But, I giggled like college girl in return.

“Haha. Don’t say too much di. Thanks again Resh.”

She gave a giggle and walked towards her cubicle.

And as I went to take some water from the purifier, I could feel a set of lusty eyes over me and I turned to look the bastard, Ravi talking to some new joinee girl.

I stared at him angrily as if I might burn him and in return he winked at me. 

How dare he?

And the same moment, the new joinee turned her head towards me to see who is the manager winking at and I instantly turned my head towards the purifier but, I know for sure I would be the subject of the gossip among new joinees today.

I controlled myself from getting angry and I turned my mind towards the the exciting things I have planned for my sweet and cute hubby tomorrow.

And just the mere thought made me happy and shiver with an excitement.

The day went faster being it a Friday and I tried avoiding Ravi or Sandy both and went lunch with same Reshma and acted even better and finally the day came to an end.

I reached home to find Arjun being at home and looking at TV in the bedroom. I went in and just let out a sound from throat.

He looked at me and the same instant I started removing my kameez (tops) out of the body exposing my matching black and black camisole and padded bra straps which were new and well designed to make my curves prominent.

I could see he got an instant hard-on and that reminded me of his cock getting hard when he brought his friend and I hugged him and the words came out of my mouth.

“Tomorrow I need to purchase few stuff and so have to go to Phoenix mall. Be ready by 11. Also, “

He looked at me intently. 

“Get out now.”

He stood with a defeated look immediately and walked away the door with slumped shoulders pointing out his weakness and scare being exposed by me.

That night I didn’t finger or anything but just went through my plan and accessories to the plan and got myself into an early sleep.

The morning came and I woke and got into the preparations. I shaved myself clean in all places, underarms, pussy, hands and legs. I then had a long bath with careful applying of shampoo and soap all over hair and body. I then put on some base cream along with kajal for eyes and pink lipstick along with a free-flowing hair and got myself into a see-through designer partywear saree.

I have never wore this saree. I got it as a present for my b’day from my sister and I never wore it for following reasons. 

1, It was completely see-through that anyone can see the curves all along and also, my navel.
2, Neckline in the blouse is a tad low exposing my cleavage a bit more than usual thin line that came from yesterday’s kameez.
3, It was a sleeveless saree.

I don’t wear sleeveless much. I have always grown like that and I’m a bit concerned about others seeing my underarms even when they are completely shaved. But, today isn’t a usual day and my hubby isn’t a usual guy. Is he?

I came out after all rounds of make-up and Ajju was just shocked by what he saw. I looked like the girl from Chennai Times paper who has come to a high class party exposing most curves and looking gorgeous yet brining hard-on to men.

He has never seen me wearing such sleeveless and see-through dresses . Just during our honeymoon, we have tried some smaller clothes but not such a perfect package. That too in Chennai.

“Get ready. We need to start.”

He looked at me and was about to ask something but stopped in midway and walked towards the bedroom and in 20 minutes, he was ready.

He took the car today instead of the bike and I smiled myself knowing the reason. We reached the mall in some 3 minutes and I carefully touched up myself once again before getting down in the mall.

I know for my plan it would have been better if I wore a short skirt and a tshirt but, I these Indian men have more than just craze over sexy women in sarees. I wanted to build on that.

We first went to a coffee shop and when he asked me what I want, I just replied.

“Just sit here. I can get myself tea. I won’t be needing your help.”

I didn’t ask what he needs and went towards the counter with extra shake to my hips than usual knowing that he would be watching from behind.

As expected, I was wearing the saree low-hip and I never have done that. Ever. And It has exposed my navel which is Ajju loves more and knows one of the best features of me that I don’t easily make others see.

I reached the counter and bent myself a little pushing my curvy ass a bit behind and asked the guy to cater my tea and I paid for the same bending even more to push ass more and more behind.

Arjun must be thinking and dreading the fact that this amount of bending must have exposed more of my cleavage to this young server but, he was wrong and I had my hands strategically placed to cover most of the valley but, my dear husband doesn’t know it.

I came back, crossed my legs showing my new anklets and slippers to the world and started sipping the tea while he tried to look other side. I smiled inwards.

I then walked slowly towards other shops, window shopping each and every shop but, my mind knows which shop I am actually moving towards.

It was Amour. A famous lingerie shop in the mall with both male and female helpers. It has variety of collections of sexy lingerie and I knew it already.

My usual lingerie purchase mode are buying through online, getting it in a all women shops and rarely, my hubby getting it from smaller shops in T. Nagar where men sells them rather than women.

But, today I am entering a new mode. I entered in the shop and Ajju followed me confusingly and timidly.

I pointed out a man and said him, “Ask that man if lace bra is available.”

“What? What the hell?”

“Shh. Just shut up. You lose all privileges to talk to me like that. If you wanna continue sleeping in living room, go and ask him. If not.” I just gave a look.

He stared at me for a moment and moved towards him and asked something. That guy asked something back which I guess is the bust size and my lovely guy replied him. Yes. He knew my measurements.

The guy asked him few more questions and showed some pictures in the catalogue. Now would be the time. 

I moved nearby and asked him a bit aloud that the helper would hear me.

“Arjun. What size did you say?”

“What?”

“What size you said him?”

He just looked at me with some emotions I didn’t understand and didn’t want either. And making this opportunity useful , the helper, who must be a simple guy from that locality, replied.

“36B madam”

I gave a shy smile at the helper and turned towards the idiot. He knew I was upto something instantly.

“Ajju. What is this? Have you forgot it’s C now?”

I giggled and I am sure the helper heard it all right. Arjun’s face darkened. I ignored it and the helper ran to a nearby area and knelt down to take some boxes out.

I moved near him and patted him in shoulder.

“What’s the price of that model?”

I asked him as he was kneeling pointing towards a pure lace pink bra which just covered everything except nipple barely with all those flowery patterns in it and the pink colour made it more sexy. The guy must have got a hard on thinking my dusky body in the pointed pattern and turned towards me to reply something but was shocked to see me still lifting the hands to point some other model.

From his kneeling position, he must be able to see my clean shaved underarms right above him and the beginning of my shaped boobies thanks to my costly bra and he was staring at them with open mouth and even Ajju saw this and held my other arm tightly as though it might hurt.

I turned towards him and stared at him with fiery eyes and looked beneath to remove his hands and he removed seeing my look.

“Show me few more patterns.”

He stood and brought me few boxes along with 2 catalogues of sexy woman clad in bearly covered panties and bras all in different colours and patterns.I was pretending to be looking into them and asked him casually.

“Do you have magic bras?”

“What Madam?”

“Hm. Like push-up bras but costlier.”

“Oh yeah madam. The ones with some wire below and cotton too.”

“Yes”

I could see Arjun getting irritated but trying to suppress his anger. I wanted to do more but, the helper helped.

“But Madam..”

“What?”

“Nothing madam.”

“It’s ok tell me. I wanna know things before I invest money. “

“Err.”

“What ?”

“Those models are for middle aged woman.”

“That means?”

“Hmm. To make.. To make things fit.”

“Oh you mean saggy breasts?”

He was shocked to see me speaking that. My sweet hubby must have had a mini heart attack.

“Ye..Yes madam.”

“Haha. So, I won’t need it?”

He used opportunity again.

“For sure madam”

I started giggling like a kid well aware that he means my breasts must be tighter and fit and won’t be saggy.

“Then, get me 2 of these model. “

“This will be better madam.”

He showed another design with deeper neckline for even a bra and laces over nipple area too and pushup cotton beneath. It was like the ones in Japanese porn movies. I liked it ok but, said.

“So nice. I would definitely like it. Ajju what you say?”

He angrily looked at me and nodded and walked towards the counter.

I smiled with satisfaction and purchased two of the model. One in pink and another in violet matching my saree and walked out of the store praying, I never see that guy again.

But, my face purposefully gave a smile to the helper and he looked with open mouth as I walked away cutting my hips like a trained dancer to make the guy happy for his rendered help and my hurt husband walking faster in embarrassment before me.