[shaalu_re]

Meera stepped out of the infinity pool, water cascading down her body. The light blue panty was completely soaked, now almost transparent, clinging tightly to her smooth, shaved pussy. The outline of her soft lips was clearly visible. She quickly picked up a large white towel and wrapped it securely around her waist, covering her lower body. Then she took another towel in her hands.
Shankar also climbed out of the pool right after her. He wrapped a towel around his waist and casually reached underneath to remove his wet underwear, tossing it aside without any hesitation.
He started speaking excitedly, clearly eager to share his news.
“You said earlier that I’m looking very happy, right? There is a reason,” he said, smiling broadly. “You know Ajmal… he will not be a problem anymore. He was siphoning money as well. He was a bigger fraud than I thought.”
Meera stood there, unsure how to respond or excuse herself gracefully. She didn’t want to stand half-dressed having a serious conversation, but Shankar had turned slightly away from her, using another towel to dry his upper body and shoulders. His back was broad and toned.

She had no other option but to reply while changing.
Under the cover of the towel wrapped around her waist, Meera slipped her hands inside and slowly pulled down her light blue panty. The wet fabric slid over her wide hips and thick thighs. She stepped out of it, now completely bare underneath the towel. She used the second towel to gently wipe her inner thighs and her bare pussy. The soft fabric brushed against her sensitive, slightly swollen lips, sending a small shiver through her body.

She glanced at Shankar — he was still turned the other way.
Feeling a rush of boldness mixed with nervousness, she reached behind her back and unhooked her pink bra. The straps slid down her shoulders. She removed it completely, holding the damp bra in her hand for a moment. Her heavy, round breasts were now fully bare in the open air. The cool breeze made her dark brown nipples harden instantly into tight, aching points.

Unbeknownst to her, Shankar could see her reflection clearly in the large glass panel beside the pool. He had a perfect side view of her topless body — the full, soft curve of her breasts, the way they hung naturally, and her stiff nipples. This was the first time he was seeing her truly topless, with no cover at all. His towel twitched noticeably as his cock reacted.
Meera quickly used the towel to wipe her breasts, drying the water droplets from her soft, heavy flesh. She then picked up her emerald green kurti and slipped it on without the bra. The silky fabric clung to her still-damp skin, her hard nipples clearly visible as prominent, dark points pressing against the thin material. Anyone looking at her would immediately know she wasn’t wearing a bra.

She then pulled on her white leggings, going completely commando underneath. The leggings hugged her ass and thighs tightly, the absence of any panty making the fabric sit directly against her bare, smooth pussy.
She turned back toward Shankar, now fully dressed but obviously braless and pantyless. Her nipples were poking obviously through the kurti, and the leggings clung to her curves, accentuating her ass and the subtle mound of her pussy.
Shankar had finished drying himself and turned around. His eyes immediately dropped to her chest, lingering on her hard nipples before moving lower.

Shankar stood near the pool, still in his towel, watching Meera with a playful glint in his eyes. She had just finished dressing — her emerald green kurti now on, but clearly without a bra underneath. Her hard nipples poked prominently against the soft, silky fabric, making two dark, obvious points.
He chuckled softly and said in a teasing tone, “Seems you got rid of the enemy property completely.”
Meera felt an instant rush of shyness. Even though she had been bold enough to remove her lingerie in front of him, the casual joke made her cheeks burn. She instinctively crossed her arms lightly over her chest, but the movement only pushed her full breasts together, making her nipples even more visible through the thin kurti.
She quickly gathered her removed pink bra and light blue panty from the side table, folded them neatly, and put them into a small paper cover. She held the cover in her hands as they started walking toward the parking area. With every step, her heavy breasts bounced freely under the kurti, the fabric rubbing against her sensitive nipples. Shankar walked beside her, his formal pant he has worn. Meera could clearly see the thick bulge underneath — he was struggling to hide his erection.


As they reached the car, another vehicle entered the farmhouse compound. Shankar glanced at it and said, “Looks like my brother’s people have arrived. You go ahead, Meera. I’ll meet him and come later. The driver will drop you home safely.”
Before she got into the car, Shankar looked at her one last time. His eyes dropped briefly to her chest, then back to her face. With a mischievous smile, he said, “Be careful… treasures are in the open today.”