Adultery My Wife’s Bull – From Honeymoon to Hotwife

[Sigan007]

Chapter 6: The Surprise Honeymoon Announcement

Ten days had passed since that memorable night when Meera first tried the red lingerie. She had slowly started making small changes at home. She no longer fought as much when Arjun asked her to wear the sleeveless kurtis or short nighties inside the apartment.

That evening, Arjun returned home from office earlier than usual, a big smile on his face and excitement clearly visible in his eyes. He opened the door and stepped inside.

Meera came out from the kitchen to greet him, wearing a new **sleeveless maroon nighty** that fell just above her knees. The thin fabric clung softly to her hourglass figure — her full breasts pressed against the material, her narrow waist clearly visible, and her thick thighs looking smooth and tempting. Her long straight black hair was open, flowing freely down to her thighs. She still looked a bit shy standing in front of him like this, but she didn’t immediately run to cover herself.

“Welcome home,” she said softly, handing him a glass of cold water. Her cheeks had a light pink flush.

Arjun’s eyes widened with pleasant surprise. He kept the glass aside, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her deeply without saying a word. Meera melted into the kiss, her hands resting on his strong chest.

When they finally broke apart, Arjun grinned widely.

“Meera… I have a big surprise for you.”

Meera tilted her head, looking curious but slightly nervous. “What surprise?”

Arjun took out two flight tickets from his bag and showed them to her.

“We are going on our proper honeymoon. Ten days. Not Goa… we are going to the **Maldives**.”

Meera’s eyes went wide. “Maldives?! Arjun… is it very expensive? And ten days? How did you manage?”

“I’ve been planning this for a while. I got a good bonus and managed everything. Beach resort, overwater villa, everything booked. Just you and me for ten full days. No office, no cooking stress, no relatives. Only us.”

Meera’s face lit up with genuine happiness for the first time in many days. She jumped slightly and hugged him tightly.

“Really? Maldives… I’ve only seen it in pictures. The blue water, beaches…” She looked a little emotional. “Thank you, Arjun.”

Arjun lifted her chin and kissed her again — this time slower, more passionately. His hands roamed over her body, squeezing her waist and ass through the thin sleeveless nighty. Meera moaned softly into his mouth, her shyness slowly fading in the heat of the moment. They stood in the living room kissing like newlyweds for a long time.

After the kiss, Arjun whispered, “We leave in three days. Start packing tonight.”

Packing for Maldives

The next two days were busy. Meera was excited but still stuck to her comfort zone. When Arjun suggested taking the new modern outfits and lingerie, she immediately shook her head.

“No, Arjun. Those are only for our bedroom here. I can’t wear them outside, especially in a foreign country. I’ll take my normal clothes.”

Arjun felt a pang of disappointment but didn’t push too hard. He watched as Meera carefully packed:

- Several traditional sarees (including heavy ones)
- Salwar kameez sets
- A few simple cotton nighties
- Modest one-piece swimsuits (no bikinis)
- Long maxi dresses that covered her fully
- Lots of innerwear that were completely conservative

No short skirts. No crop tops. No sexy lingerie. No micro bikinis.

Arjun tried once more while she was folding clothes.

“Baby, at least take one or two of the short nighties and that red lingerie set. It’s our honeymoon…”

Meera gave him a shy but firm look. “Please understand. I’m already nervous about going to Maldives. Let me wear what I’m comfortable with. Please don’t force me.”

Arjun smiled and kissed her forehead. “Okay, my traditional wife. We’ll go slow.”

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### Departure Day – Airport Scene

On the day of travel, they reached Kempegowda International Airport in Bangalore. Meera had chosen to wear a **traditional 8-yard Kanchipuram silk saree** — dark green with gold border. It was extremely modest and fully covered. The saree was dbangd in the classic conservative style with the pallu covering her chest and shoulders completely. Even though the silk beautifully hugged her hourglass figure, the heavy material and full coverage made her look like a traditional Tamil bride rather than a sexy honeymooner.

Arjun, who was wearing a casual shirt and jeans, felt visibly disappointed. He had imagined her in something lighter and more modern for the journey, especially since they were heading to a romantic beach destination. But Meera walked confidently beside him, pallu neatly in place, long hair neatly braided and decorated with fresh flowers at the end.

They completed check-in and security. While waiting near the boarding gate, Arjun kept glancing at her.

“Meera… you look beautiful, but this saree is too traditional for Maldives. At least in the resort you can change into something lighter, right?”

Meera adjusted her pallu again and said softly, “We’ll see after reaching there. I don’t want to feel uncomfortable in the airport or flight.”

Arjun sighed but nodded.

After some time, Meera stood up.

“I need to use the restroom before boarding. I’ll be back in five minutes.”

Arjun watched as his beautiful wife walked towards the ladies’ restroom in that heavy 8-yard saree, her wide hips swaying gently. He sat there thinking about how he was going to slowly transform her during this trip — from this ultra-traditional look to the glamorous, open version he fantasized about.

Meera entered the restroom.

**To be continued...**