Misc. Erotica DIARY OF AN INDIAN EXHIBITIONIST WIFE

[Cucumber]

The next day, Ananya dressed in a beautiful light pink kurti and leggings and went out for grocery shopping. After locking her door, she took the lift down, walked outside, and crossed the parking area. She was lost in her own thoughts when suddenly her eyes met Ramesh's. He was sitting on a chair facing the main complex gate. Her steps halted immediately, and he stood up.
Ramesh: "Good morning, madam."
Ananya suddenly felt a flush creep up her face. "Good morning, bhaiya."
Ramesh: "How are you, madam?"
Ananya: "I'm fine, but you don't look fine. Why do you have dark circles under your eyes? Didn't you sleep properly?"
Ramesh: "Yes, ma'am... I mean, no, ma'am. I tried to sleep, but I couldn't." Suddenly reminded of her naked body, his eyes instinctively started scanning her curves.
Ananya noticed his gaze roaming over her body. "Why, bhaiya? What happened?"
Ramesh: "Ma'am, it's nothing. Sometimes it happens when something keeps playing on your mind."
Ananya now understood what he meant. Shyly, she asked, "What is on your mind?"
Ramesh: "Nothing special, ma'am. And... I wanted to apologise for yesterday. It happened by mistake. I tried to look away, but I couldn't... because I have never seen someone so beautiful."
Ananya was taken aback by the comment. She felt a warmth spread through her body, even as she was surprised by his boldness.
Ananya: "It's okay, bhaiya. Sometimes accidents happen, and we can't control them."
Ramesh: "Yes, ma'am. Thank you for understanding."
Ananya: "Hmm... okay, bhaiya, let's leave this topic. I have to buy some vegetables."
After that, she left.
The rest of the day passed without any more incidents.
Once everything had returned to normal, on a Saturday evening, Varun came back from work.
Ananya: "Dinner is ready—come on!"
Varun went to the kitchen.
Varun: "You made curry?"
Ananya: "Yes, I felt like eating it today."
She picked up the pressure cooker and the rest of the utensils and started walking toward the dining table.
Ananya: "Can you bring the curry?"
Varun: "Yup."
Varun picked up the bowl full of curry and followed behind his wife to the dining table. Suddenly, her foot slipped, and she fell. Varun tripped over her legs, and the curry bowl in his hands slipped too. It spilled directly onto her back. The curry was hot, and she screamed in pain.
Varun: "Sorry, sorry, sorry, baby!"
She kept screaming.
Varun: "Stand up and remove your clothes, or it will leave scars!"
She stood up, jumping in pain, and he quickly helped strip off her clothes. In an instant, she was completely naked and hopping around the drawing room. He held her hand, led her to the bathroom, turned on the cold shower, and placed her under it.
She started to relax.
Ananya: "Ouch, ouch—it's burning!"
Varun: "I'm so sorry, baby. It happened by mistake."
But Ananya's mind was elsewhere.
After about five minutes, she calmed down, felt relief, and started scolding her husband angrily. Varun took it all without saying a word, even though it wasn't entirely his fault.
Ananya: "It will leave scars!"
Varun: "Don't worry, babe—I'm here."
Varun turned her around and examined her naked back. The skin had only turned slightly pink, even after some time. He suddenly remembered the curry wasn't that hot either.
Basically, she was overreacting. Her back was perfectly fine. He breathed a sigh of relief.
Ananya: "It's hurting, and now it will leave scars."
Varun: "Baby, don't worry."
Suddenly, an idea struck him.
Varun: "Baby, I have an ointment that will heal it completely. It might take a little time, but it won't leave a single scar."
He was plotting something.
Varun: "Let's go out and apply some ointment."
Ananya: "Okay."
He led her to the nearby sofa in the drawing room and told her to lie down on her tummy. She was still naked as she lay on it.
Varun: "Let me get the ointment."
As a doctor, he knew it wasn't serious, so he took his time pretending to search his bag. There was no way he didn't have such basic medication, but he came back empty-handed.
Varun: "Anu, there's a problem—no ointment. I'll call Ramesh bhaiya to run to the medical shop at the end of the road. That'll be faster."
Ananya was still in her own zone. "Please, whatever you do, do it now."
Varun called Ramesh bhaiya, asked him to hurry to the medical store, and put the phone on speaker. He told the shopkeeper the name of the ointment, and the shopkeeper handed it to Ramesh.
Varun: "Bhaiya, please hurry up."
Ramesh: "Yes, sir—I’ll be there in a minute."
Varun: "Okay," and cut the call.
Varun: "He's coming, baby. Don't move."
Ananya: "Okay. Please hurry."
In a minute, there was a knock at the door. Varun hastily opened it.
Varun: "Thank you so much, Ramesh bhaiya."
He took the tube from his hand.
Ramesh stayed at the door, not wanting to enter unless invited. From his position, he could see the back of the sofa, with Ananya's head, naked shoulders, and legs visible up to her knees on either side. He was flustered by the sight.
Varun started applying the cream to her back. Suddenly, she felt a jolt, lifted her head sideways, and her eyes met Ramesh bhaiya's. Now she realised she was totally nude, lying on the sofa just a few feet from the security guard. If he took two more steps, everything would be visible—her plump ass, maybe even her pussy.
Ramesh quickly looked away but noticed her curry-drenched clothes lying on the floor. He fully understood she was completely naked; all he had to do was step forward to see her beautiful bright pink pussy and ass.
Ramesh: "Sir, I think I should leave. If you need anything else, please call me."
Varun, fully focused on his wife: "Okay, bhaiya—thank you so much. I'll pay you later."
Ramesh: "No problem, sir. Feel free to call me anytime."
With that, he left. 
Hearing his distant footsteps, she felt some relief, lifted her head, and confirmed he was gone.
Varun continued rubbing the ointment on her back—and spent a lot of time on her ass.
Varun: "Are you feeling okay?"
Ananya: "Yes, a little better now."
Varun: "Okay, fine. Let me wash my hands and order something to eat."
He went to the bathroom.
Ananya thought about the whole incident and lifted her head to check—the main door was still open. She was lying completely nude in the drawing room with the door wide open, unable to do anything about it.
Ananya: "Varun, come here—the main door is still open. Please close it!"
Varun had already noticed. "Wait two minutes, Ananya—I'm freshening up."
Ananya: "Please, yaar—someone might come and see me like this!"
Varun: "Don't worry, babe—we're the only ones on this floor. Just two minutes. And don't stand up."
Ananya started feeling warm again at the thought that someone might see her sexy ass.
Varun came out after five minutes. "Sorry, baby—I totally forgot." He closed the door.
Varun: "Is it okay now?"
Ananya: "Hmm, better."
Varun ordered rice and curry on Zomato and started cleaning the floor.
Ananya was happy seeing her supportive husband and was no longer angry at all.
Ananya: "Varun, are there any scars on my back?"
Varun: "Yes, a little bit—but they'll go away with the cream."
He was lying; she was perfectly fine now. He didn't want to end her exposure yet.
After thirty minutes, the Zomato delivery guy knocked. Varun opened the door fully, knowing his naked wife was on the sofa. He took the food and asked for ₹460.
Delivery guy: "Cash or UPI?"
Varun always used UPI, but today, to expose his wife, he said, "Cash."
He turned, went to the bedroom for his purse, found a ₹500 note but took only a ₹200 note instead. He came back to the drawing room and asked Ananya, "Do you have ₹300 in cash?"
Until then, the delivery guy had been on his phone. Suddenly, he noticed a lady with naked shoulders and bare legs.
Ananya shyly said, "Check my purse." Knowing Varun was doing this on purpose, she added, "Bring all the purses here."
Varun brought all three purses. In the meantime, the delivery boy scanned her shoulders and thighs.
Then Ananya lifted herself slightly to reach better—and her side boob came into the delivery guy's view, though the nipple remained hidden.
She felt extremely shy and didn't dare look at him. Varun took the cash, paid the delivery guy, who took one last glance before leaving.
Varun came beside her and suddenly slid his finger over her pussy. He was surprised to find her fully wet.
Varun: "You're wet even in this situation."
Ananya: "I don't know... maybe because of the burns."
Varun smiled inwardly, thinking she might be turned on by the exposure. This had happened a second time.
Without extending the conversation, he started feeding her the food. After dinner, he carried her to the bedroom, and she slept naked.