Adultery Indian Wife & Construction Guys- Part II

[reema4uhoney]

  Chapter- 21

 

The special Friday came around too quickly for me, though it was the same as any other day for everyone else. I would miss my friends, and the high status of being Paul’s girlfriend. How I was going to tell him we were breaking up, was difficult to contemplate. For Tina it was a special day to remember, one of the executives sent for her. He liked the work produced and offered her a full-time job. Without thinking about it, she accepted the offer. In HR she told them a mistake had been made and that she was twenty-six, the young woman surprisingly accepted her word for it. The overworked girl dealing with her employment details, accepted the lie, and Tina promised to bring in the usual paperwork on Monday. My birth certificate and other documents would be used, unnecessarily she explained that her father liked the name Reema, so she used it rather than Tina.

 

Next, she phoned the college, it took some convincing for the principal to give me, or as he knew her, Tina, another week in the rehabilitation class. Eventually he relented and arranged for me to stay another week. Once home, facing an interesting weekend, Tina laughed out loud. She was proud of her powers of persuasion. Everyone thought I was older, from the way she dressed and because she behaved with confidence. The salary offered was great and next week we would get both. What about the following week, what then? Tina might look older, but she was still nineteen and unused to looking forward to the unknown. She was inexperienced enough to have confidence in her ability to solve the problem when it arose.

 

Paul picked me at the bus stop, drawing less attention this time, he noticed I was quiet this morning so didn’t bother me until we parked up.

 

“What’s up…is your elder sister giving you a problem…” Paul asked.

 

“It’s not her…I’m grounded over the weekend…like…yea…I guess it is her fault…” I moaned.  

 

“I could sneak into your room tonight…we could play around…” Paul said and grabbed me.

 

“Hey…leave me alone…” I complained, then giggled; Paul soon had me subdued ready to kiss and cuddle.

 

“Security will be around…let go…hey…like we can’t do it…” I challenged. His hand was between my legs and I was trying to push him away.

 

“Let the poor guy have a gawp…” Paul laughed.

 

“Stop it…” I pushed him harder, Paul heard the words but my body betrayed me. I was wet, and my legs were gripping him, not blocking his wandering fingers. My eyes flickered for a moment, then closed; I started to moan, and fidget on the seat. He’d found my clit and by now he knew exactly how to get me going.

 

“Stop it…we can’t…” I whispered, any moment I was going to orgasm and my whole body stiffened, a swirling feeling in my tummy had started ready to spill out to my limbs.

 

“Hey…like…why?” I complained.

 

“You said to stop…the security guy might come by…” Paul said trying to look serious.

 

“Oh…like…fuck you…” I complained.

 

“Later…that was just something to keep you interested…” Paul smiled and darted out as I tried to hit him. From the other side of the car I growled at him, it was a nice feeling but I needed more; looking around the parking lot, I noticed the security guy slowly walking down our lane.

 

“Damn…you had better look after me…later…” I bitterly spoke. I settled onto the classroom chair and squirmed a little, I pushed my swollen lips hard against the seat.

 

“What’s up with you?” Carol looked at me squirming and asked.

 

“You were right about Paul…like…he knows what to do to a girl…” I smiled and said.

 

“I warned you…what has he done?” Carol cheekily asked.

 

“Like…playing with me in his car…the security guy was close…Paul stopped…” I said, not wholly telling the truth.

 

“O…I hate that…was you…like…really close…” Carol asked as though she were experienced.

 

“Like…on the very edge…I’m still close…” I exaggerated.

 

“Like…does he have really strong fingers…yea…you know what I mean…” Carol said and giggled.

 

“That’s going too far…girl…yea…” I scowled then smiled a secret look.

 

“Like…maybe I’ll take him from you…” Carol teased.

 

“Well girl…he got two hands…like…he could play with us both…” I offered, we looked at each other and giggled. Miss Derby walked in and all became silent, Miss Derby bit her lip looking worried, she pulled at the collar of the high buttoned blouse, it looked as though she were choking.

 

“This morning we’ll study maths again…as you know…I hate it as much as you do…I just don’t want you to get too far behind…when you return to your classes…you three athletes need a remedial class…I know that’s cruel…but it’s true…I probably need to join you there…” Miss Derby smiled at them.

 

“I don’t mind joining with you anywhere…Miss…” one of them spoke up. The main sound of the class was silent expectation with a few giggles.

 

“That’s nice of you Andrew…but I like a real mean man…you know what I mean…” Miss Derby teased. She looked at Brian, with sparkling eyes, quickly looking away from him, she strode to her desk while fingering a pet collar under the high-necked blouse. Andrew didn’t dare say more, knowing he hadn’t Brian’s gift with chat-up lines. Miss Derby had turned her back on him and he accepted he’d been blown out; he’d only tried it on because every guy in class thought she was sexy.

 

“Open the book to page one-zero-nice…even I know how to work out the maths behind these geometric shapes…Andrew…the word is maths…not math…unfortunately there’s lots of math around…I’ll help anyone who needs it…else carry on quietly…” Miss Derby cajoled us. I looked at Paul wondering how I was going to tell him this was our last day together.

 

“Come here…yes you…girl…” Miss Hanson loudly spoke.

 

“Sorry miss…” I automatically trotted out the words.

 

“Is that what you call a uniform…the skirt is too short…as for the blouse…well…I’ve a good mind to sent you to the principal…at least you could pull your socks up…girl…” Miss Hanson the sports teacher admonished me.

 

“Yes Miss…Sorry Miss…” I timidly gave way.

 

“Haven’t you learned not to bend over like that…you’re showing off your bottom to the boys… you hussy…” Miss Hanson said.

 

“Yes Miss…Sorry Miss…” I repeated while going red with embarrassment.

 

“What have you got to say for yourself…” Miss Hanson asked.

 

“My elder sister is taking me shopping for a new uniform tomorrow Miss…” I said and handed over a note.

 

“Well…I suppose this is an explanation…be careful how you bend over…try to keep the buttons done up on your blouse…you look as though you’re bursting out of that blouse…you boys…get to your class…you see that I mean…girl…hurry up to your class…don’t forget your college bag…” Miss Hanson reminded me. I fled to my class, feeling belittled, like an unimportant, silly collegegirl. It was alright to let go and sink into the role, as this was the last day. It was difficult to know whether to feel good or bad about it.

 

“Sorry Miss Derby…I was talking to Miss Hanson about my uniform…yes Miss…at the weekend…” I promised. 

 

“I don’t like my students being late…as it disrupts the whole class…” Miss Derby smiled at Brian and others “You’ll be leaving us Monday…joining the usual round of classrooms…I don’t want to see you here again…be a good girl…do as you’re told…understand…” Miss Derby told me.

 

“Yes Miss…thank you Miss…” I smiled back at her. Miss Derby was alright after all, thinking back over the week; I thought about being caned in front of the whole class. At the time I thought it so unfair, bent over the teacher’s desk, showing off my bottom in these small panties was horrendous. Better fitting underwear was needed, as well as a new uniform. At the time I’d imagined my panties being drawn down my legs, to expose everything between my thighs. All those juicy boys lusting after my body was thrilling. Instead, everyone rallied around to commiserate over my humiliation, they let me know I was one of them and had earned their respect.

 

I smiled to myself as there was no intention of buying a college uniform, my younger sister would swap with me, neatly slipping into the new classroom on Monday. Unlike this class, Tina would go from room to room, changing with each subject and teacher. As usual Paul gave me a lift home, though this afternoon there was just a quick kiss as payment. Getting out of his car I leant in to tell him, then lost my nerve yet again.

 

“I’ll phone you…if I can get away…we can meet in the mall…” I told Paul, I dragged my feet away from his car to the kitchen door, no longer skipping with excitement, I was making a good impression of a moody adolescent.

 

“Hi…” Tina my younger sister welcomed me home. She was glowing with pleasure, hardly able to wait over telling me the news. She needed a elder sister to share the good news with, so it was annoying having her elder sister acting like a sullen teenager. The mumbled greeting wasn’t what Tina wanted.

 

“What’s wrong…a bad day at college…” Tina asked me. “Come on…tell me…” Tina said and sat me down at the kitchen table.

 

“Nothing…like…it’s nothing…really…” I morosely spoke. Tina sat next to me and took my face in both hands.

 

“Just tell me…how you feel…is it a boy…did you break up with Paul…” Tina asked.

 

“No…like…I’m going to miss my friends in class…that’s all…” I eventually admitted.

 

“Well…I guess this might be good news then…the principal phoned…he wants you to spend another week in that class…what do they call it…it’s an experiment…” Tina quickly slipped the news to me. It was a surprise when I just sat there, absorbing the news.

 

“Like…am I still grounded…” I asked.

 

“Well…I guess no…are you okay with this…” Tina said.

 

“No…of course not…Like…I guess…there’s no choice…I’ll need a new uniform…underwear and something to wear after college…” I said.

 

“Well…my job pays well…I’m take you for shopping…then eat out…” Tina hesitantly spoke. She kept her eyes on me, while gulping down the coffee. Another week away from college would be good and working in the studio would be great! Tina beamed at me.

 

“After shopping…can I go and meet some friends…” I asked.

 

“I thought…we could go to a restaurant together…as a treat…” Tina offered.

 

“Sorry…another time…yea…” I said, trying not to look too happy. My eyes sparkled from the idea of meeting up with Paul.

 

“Girlfriends…or…boyfriends…” Tina teased.

 

“It’s girlfriends from class…Carol and a couple others…” I lied, while Tina freshened up; I phoned Paul then Carol. Tina had been prepared for a row with me; I’d sunk into the role of collegegirl too well, so maybe that was why I accepted the extra week. I was relieved to put off telling Paul we’d to break up, at first, I was worried about spending another week pretending to be my younger sister. The prospect of avoiding work and spending time with friends in class, overruled the anxiety. No longer did I’ve to put on the collegegirl role, it sat upon me all the time now. It also worried me how I was going to throw the role off, when going back to work, shrugging my shoulders, I settled into leaving the worrying to others.

 

“I understand…it’s a nuisance…I know…you can do it…I’m sure…you’ve been enjoying college…it’s been a chance to relive high college…this time you’re popular…as soon as you’re due to move onto the ordinary class…I can take your place…” Tina said, I didn’t seem to notice the slight on her character. Also, I didn’t know that Tina had phoned the college asking them to keep me for another week.

 

“Come on…cheer up…think of good things…you’ll get to see your boyfriend…” Tina said.

 

“I’m no longer grounded…” I said.

 

“Yes…” Tina said, we both sighed with relief and missed each other’s pleasurable reaction to the agreement.

 

“Same as before…you’ll have to be me…keep it up all the time…if you step out of line…I’ll put you over my knee…” Tina quietly said.

 

“Well…like…really….” I asked surprised.

 

“If I’ve to…to keep you in check…it’s a possible punishment…just to make sure you keep in character…” Tina suggested, she was pushing the arrangement a bit too far. During the week my younger sister had spanked me. Agreeing to let my younger sister spank me was going too far. However, the thrill of meeting Paul later on, meant I was in a good mood and would agree to anything.

 

“Like…only if I deserve it…yea…like…I’ll really have to behave myself…I’ll be a good girl…do as I’m told…” I promised with a slight chuckle.

 

“You can have a new college uniform…some clothes to go out with your friends…” Tina said, and thought about it. Could she get her elder sister to carry on the deception for a couple more months? She was due to leave high college then.

 

Tina looked through the racks of clothes, picking out what I would wear, as a teenager I should know. “Try this underwear on….” Tina said.

 

“Like…I can’t wear this to college…” I complained.

 

“I know…this set is for going out…I’ll get you some sensible underwear for college…while you change…” Tina said.

 

“These are nice…soft and silky…” I said.

 

“Is the color right…we can’t take them back now…” Tina complained, pulling me from behind the curtain; I whispered a protest, madly looking around the store, I was relieved not to see anyone in view.

 

“Put your arms down…stand up straight…I want to see what they’re like…” Tina said.

 

“Di…someone will see…” I complained.

 

“Get this dress on…quickly…” Tina cajoled me. I didn’t need telling a second time, I quickly pulled on the dress, not seeing it properly until it was on. Looking in a mirror to make sure the dress covered me, I now saw the pattern. It was an A line dress, flaring out from under my bust with a wide flowing hem swirling around my under thighs.

 

“Di…I can’t wear this…” I hissed.

 

“Why not…it’s lovely…especially the fairies flying around the hem…” Tina pointed out, careful not to laugh. We didn’t have to buy the dress, but seeing it on me stirred the devil in Tina. The pig tails, college uniform and makeup made me look young. This dress brought my age down a little more, as long as the person didn’t look too closely.

 

“Like…really…I can’t wear this…what if someone sees me…” I crossly spoke.

 

“They will think you look cute…you’re so adorable…” Tina said in a loud voice.

 

“You’re teasing me…just get something reasonable…” I said. The petulant stance and expression, was turning into a temper tantrum. All my frustrations were about to overflow into an uncontrollable outburst. Tina could see it coming, and looked around to see too many shoppers close by. Gripping my arm, she lifted the back of the dress. I was right it was too short, and the thong made it worse.

 

“Ouch…no…you can’t do that to me…like…not here…no please…not here…” I objected in a low hiss.

 

“Ouch…I’ll be a good girl…I promise…” I beseeched Tina.

 

“Ouch…please Di…I’ll be a good girl…” I promised Tina. Tears rolled down my cheeks, it wasn’t so much the pain, it was the indignity of it that mattered. Taken by surprise it had been difficult to protect myself. It seemed I would have to accept being dressed like a teen, wearing just a thong meant keeping a firm grip of the hem, what there was of it.

 

“You promised to be a good girl…do you mean…” Tina asked me, while wiping away my tears.

 

“Yes…Di…like…I’ll be good girl…I’ll do as I’m told…” I sincerely promised. Tina watched me slip into the collegegirl role a little deeper than usual, the sincerity and motivation were clear to see on my face. I was slumping my shoulders and taking on the poise of an adolescent, right before her eyes.

 

I was determined never to receive another spanking, it was just so thoroughly demeaning and it hurt. If it meant completely deferring to my younger sister then I would just have to be an obedient collegegirl. The shoppers, watching my public spanking, made it so much worse than when spanked at home. Finding how physically strong and mentally determined Tina was, pushed me deeper into surrendering to the collegegirl role. It would just have to be accepted that Tina was the head of the household. Instead of being the elder sister, I was now the dutiful younger sister.

 

 

*****End of Chapter-21*****