Adultery NEMESIS

[Neelkantha]

Part 178 – Chacha Took Sangeeta's Measurements Properly

 

Pihu’s POV- “Chacha, you won't be able to take my friend's measurements properly with that small measuring tape. Take out your bigger one,” I said laughingly. Hearing this, Chacha too laughed in return, but Sangeeta glared at me angrily. She didn't like my joke. Anyway, Chacha stood in front of Sangeeta and said, "Move your saree lapel from your chest." Hearing this, Sangeeta was shocked and asked, "Why should I move my lapel?" Chacha said, "If you don't move your lapel, how will I take your measurements properly?" Sangeeta, showing a little annoyance, said, "Take the measurements the way you did a little while ago. If there was no problem then, why would there be one now?" Chacha tried to explain her, "You don't understand. The measurements I took earlier were for a regular design blouse. But you both have chosen a special design blouse. So, to sew that kind of special blouse, I'll have to take your special measurements, won't I?" Hearing this, Sangeeta again showed some annoyance and said, "Then I don't want a special blouse. Sew a blouse of any design according to the measurements you took earlier." I said, "Absolutely not. The blouse will be sewn in that same design. And why are you having so much trouble giving your measurements to Chacha? You're acting as if no ladies’ tailor has ever taken your measurements before, and you've never given your measurements to anyone." Sangeeta said, "I've had many blouses sewed until now. And I've given my measurements too to many tailors. But I've never given this kind of measurement to any of them before." I asked, "What kind of measurement?" Sangeeta replied, "The kind he's talking about. This kind." Chacha said, “Look, listen to me and understand properly. I don't care what other tailors do or how they do their work. This is how I work. I've been doing my work this way for more than 50 years. And that's why my work is always perfect. Every blouse I sew till date is a perfect fit for my customer. And that's because I always do my work diligently. If you want, ask your friend. How many times have I taken her measurements like this? She didn't have any problem not a single time. So why are you throwing such a tantrum? My job is to take measurements. Only if I take the measurements properly will I be able to sew a blouse that fits you perfectly. And besides, there's only your friend here besides me. So why are you so shy about giving me your measurements in front of your friend?” Sangeeta said, “I'm not shy in front of my friend, I'm shy in front of you.” I said, “You're talking strangely, Sangeeta. You're talking as if you've never been naked in front of a man before?” I said this so suddenly that both Chacha and Sangeeta were startled for a moment. Then Chacha smiled a little. But Sangeeta's face turned bright red with shame and anger. She looked at me angrily and said, “What nonsense are you talking, Pihu?” I said, “Why are you acting and talking like a child? What did I say wrong? There are three adults here. And what's there to hide? You're a married woman. Obviously, you must be naked in front of your husband. I am too, in front of my husband. What's there to hide or be ashamed of?” Sangeeta said, “Are you crazy? What are you blabbering! There's a difference between being naked in front of your husband and being naked in front of some random man, understood?” I laughed a little and said, “Oh, is that so?” Hearing this, Sangeeta stopped abruptly. She understood my taunt. She said, “Look, Pihu, you can say whatever you want to me, but I can't give my measurements like this. I don't want to get my blouse stitched. I'm leaving from here.” I grabbed her hand and said, “You won't do anything like that. You'll stay right here. And you'll let Chacha take your measurements, according to his way, and exactly as he says. You won't say anything or do anything on your own. I swear to you on our friendship. Now, if you still want to leave despite my oath, you can happily go. I won't stop you.” I knew that Sangeeta wouldn't break my oath. And that's exactly what happened. Sangeeta said, “Hey, Pihu, what kind of childishness is this? Where did oaths and all this come from? And why are you being so stubborn?” I said, “Because you're being so stubborn yourself. The work that should have been finished by now, allowing us to leave, is getting unnecessarily delayed because of your arguing and fake tantrums. I've given you my oath, now you see what you'll do. Will you stay here and let Chacha take your measurements according to his way, or will you break my oath and leave? The decision is yours.” Sangeeta said, “You know very well that I can never break your oath.  You've really trapped me today, Pihu.” I said, “Understand whatever you want. But tell me what you'll do.” Sangeeta said, “What else can I do? You haven't left me any option, by giving me an oath. I'll have to give my measurements now.” I laughed and said, “That's more like it, my dear. Give your measurements to Chacha.” Seeing my laughing face, Sangeeta said, “You shameless slut!!! Just wait till we get out of here, then I'll show you!!!” Then she looked at Chacha and said, “And what are you watching there, standing around like that? Come and take my measurements, however you want to." The chacha then stood in front of him again with his measuring tape.

Without a word, Sangeeta removed the lapel of her saree from her chest and wrapped it around her waist, forming a circle around her waist. This exposed her boobs, which were held in place by her blouse. Sangeeta's boobs are usually much larger than mine, but after the birth of her daughter, I think they have become even larger than before. Her boobs, bound by her blouse, looked as if she had tucked two large watermelons inside. I don't know about chacha, but the sight of her large boobs made me feel sick. I looked ahead and saw chacha staring at Sangeeta's boobs, still bound in her blouse, with astonished eyes. It was at that moment that I felt a little mischievous. I was standing next to Sangeeta. I squeezed one of her boobs with one hand over her blouse and said to him, "What happened, chacha? It's a good size, isn't it?" My action embarrassed both Sangeeta and chacha. Neither of them expected me to do or say something like this. Sangeeta immediately removed my hand from her tit and said, "Pihu, please behave yourself. What are you doing?" I said, "Sorry, buddy. But I couldn't help but see you in this state." Sangeeta now looked at chacha and said, "And why have you been staring at me all this time? If you're done staring, then quickly take my measurements and let me go." Chacha came forward, muttering "yes, yes," and began taking Sangeeta's measurements with his measuring tape. I noticed that chacha was taking Sangeeta's measurements very carefully, so that his hand wouldn't touch her boobs, etc. I wasn't enjoying this caution. I was expecting something exciting to happen, but I felt like chacha wasn't able to muster the courage to do anything. I felt I had to encourage him to do something with Sangeeta. So I said to him, "Chacha, what kind of measurements are you taking? You took my measurements differently when I came earlier at your place. Have you forgotten all that? I brought my friend here with me by praising you and your work. I argued with her so much, using oaths and such, and coaxed her into taking your measurements. And I convinced her. And how are you taking these measurements? If you don't measure properly, and the blouse doesn't fit her properly, or if it's even slightly loose, you'll be disgraced, and I'll be disgraced. And that's not to mention the taunts I'll have to endure from her. You should measure her chest properly so the blouse fits properly." Chacha looked at me and said, "I've taken your friend's normal measurements. But she won't give me the measurements I want." I said, "She’ll indeed. Why won't she? Just tell me what kind of measurements you want?" Chacha said, "Taking measurements over the blouse won't do any good. I won't get the perfect measurements of her. If your friend had taken off the blouse and let me measure her chest, I would have gotten better and more perfect measurements. But that's not possible." I said, "If you want to take her measurements without the blouse, you'll get the measurements you want. I need a blouse that's the perfect size for her. Whatever it takes, I'll make her do it." Then I turned to Sangeeta and said, "Sangeeta, take off your blouse and let Chacha take the measurements of yours as he wants."


Sangeeta couldn't understand what was going on. What Chacha was saying, and what I was doing. The idea that a ladies’ tailor would ask a customer to take off her blouse for measurements was something Sangeeta probably couldn't believe. On top of that, I was agreeing with everything Chacha said, which must have surprised her even more. She looked at me with a bewildered expression, but couldn't say anything. Without further delay, I reached out and started unbuttoning her blouse. Before Sangeeta could react to my actions, I had already unbuttoned all the buttons and removed her blouse. In the blink of an eye, Sangeeta was standing in front of me and Chacha in just her bra. Neither Sangeeta nor Chacha expected me to do something like this. Chacha was staring with his mouth open at Sangeeta's large boobs, which, now that the blouse was off and they were confined by the bra, looked even bigger. Looking at those two large, watermelon-sized boobs, Chacha must have been drooling. Because I certainly was. I felt like saying, "To hell with this whole charade! I should just unhook her bra and free her boobs from their confinement. And then I would suck on her juicy boobs." But if I did anything like that right now, the whole game would be ruined. It was necessary to weaken Sangeeta a little first. And I had complete faith in Chacha that he would definitely weaken Sangeeta before him. I just had to wait until she was completely vulnerable in front of Chacha. So, for now, somehow controlling myself, I said to chacha, "Here, Chacha, take her measurements properly. And if needed, don't hesitate to tell me, I'll even take off her bra. Just take her measurements properly." Sangeeta looked at me once and said, "You slutty bitch!!!! Come outside with me. I'll kill you today!" Hearing her, I laughed and said, "Whatever you want to do to me, do it later. Right now, let Chacha take your measurements properly."


I looked at chacha again and said, "Chacha, now you can measure my friend however you want, as much as you want. She won't say anything." Chacha, now a little bolder, started pressing and measuring Sangeeta's boobs through her bra. Chacha's face was beaming with joy. Having such large and soft boobs in his hands, he started playing with them like a little child. Sometimes he would cup Sangeeta's boobs in his hands through her bra and squeeze them, and sometimes he would wrap his measuring tape around her boobs, teasing them. I glanced at Sangeeta's face. Her entire face was red. Whether this was due to anger and embarrassments, or because of chacha's hands pressing her boobs, I don't know. But she stood there silently without saying anything, letting chacha press her boobs. Gradually, the expression on her face began to change. After all, she is a woman. How long could she stand there silently while a man pressed her boobs? Finally, her patience gave way, and she closed her eyes. She tilted her head back slightly and began to enjoy the feeling of chacha pressing her boobs. But she was biting her lower lip hard to prevent any sound from escaping her mouth, so that we wouldn't get any inkling of her condition. And I was quite enjoying seeing her helplessness. I winked at chacha again. My gesture meant that it was time to move on to the next stage. Chacha understood my signal perfectly and nodded his head in agreement. I laughed and said, "Chacha, my friend has a good size, doesn't she?" Chacha also laughed in response to my question and said, "Absolutely, your friend has a very large size. Don’t take it the wrong way, Pihu, but her boobs are even bigger than yours.” I said, “That’s to be expected, Chacha. Her boobs were already bigger than mine, and on top of that, she just became a mother a few months ago.” Chacha said, “Oh, is that so? So that means your friend’s boobs must be full of milk right now.” I said, “Absolutely. Why, do you want to drink my friend’s milk?” Chacha said, “Yes, why not? I wouldn’t mind drinking it if your friend lets me.” I said, “Why wouldn’t she? Her boobs are full of milk. Drink as much as you want.” Chacha said, “Yes, I’m a little hungry too. So, Pihu, do one thing, take off your friend’s bra as well. First, let me see her boobs. Later, I’ll drink her milk.” I said, “No problem at all. Here you go.” Saying this, I turned towards Sangeeta. I saw that the effect of our conversation was starting to show on Sangeeta as well. This time, she neither opened her eyes nor tried to stop me. She just stood there silently. Perhaps she also understood what was going to happen to her next. And she had surrendered herself to me and to her fate. Such a great opportunity would never come again for me. Taking full advantage of the moment, I extended my hand and moved it towards Sangeeta’s back. Then, with a single tug, I unhooked her bra and completely removed it from her body. And Sangeeta stood between us like a stone statue, completely naked from the waist up, with her eyes closed fully.


The moment I removed Sangeeta's bra, and her two large, watermelon-sized boobs were revealed before his eyes, Chacha's expression was priceless. His eyes widened in disbelief at the sight of Sangeeta's enormous boobs. He stared at her naked boobs without blinking, as if he had forgotten to breathe. I laughed and said to Chacha, "Chacha, are you just going to stare at her boobs all day, or are you going to touch them too?" Saying this, I took Chacha's hand and placed it on Sangeeta's boobs. As soon as I did that, Chacha's hands went into action automatically. He immediately grabbed both of Sangeeta's boobs in his hands and started squeezing them. But Sangeeta's boobs were so large that they wouldn't fit in Chacha's hands. So Chacha held one of Sangeeta's boobs in both his hands and started squeezing it. Sangeeta's daughter was only five months old, so she was still breastfeeding her. Therefore, her boobs were full of milk. And as soon as Chacha grabbed one of her boobs and started squeezing it, milk squirted out of her nipple and landed on Chacha's chest. Seeing this, Chacha became happy again, like a little child who had received his favorite toy to play with. Chacha started alternately grabbing and squeezing Sangeeta's boobs with both his hands. The pressure from Chacha's hands seemed to be increasing on Sangeeta's boobs, because suddenly Sangeeta let out a loud gasp, "Ugh... that's enough...for me…" Hearing her gasp, both Chacha and I looked at her simultaneously. Her eyes were still closed. Her head was still tilted back. But she had stopped biting her lip anymore. That's why we could hear her whimpering clearly. Now she was openly whimpering in front of both of us. She no longer cared whether we knew about her condition or not. In front of Chacha, she had truly become vulnerable. It was becoming not just difficult, but almost impossible for her to hide her feelings. And that's exactly what I wanted—for Chacha to break her down so completely that she would surrender to him. And that's precisely what was happening.


Chacha played with Sangeeta's boobs for a while, then turned to me and said, "Pihu, it's been a long time since I played with your boobs. Why don't you take yours out too, so I can play with them for a while?" I laughed and replied, "Chacha, I've given you two such big toys to play with, why are you still reaching out to me? Play with these instead." Chacha laughed in response and said, "No matter how many new toys I play with, it's impossible for me not to play with yours when you're right in front of me. Now quickly take off your blouse and get naked as same as your friend." It was only a matter of time before Chacha spoke, and as soon as he said this, I immediately removed the lapel of my saree from my chest and started unbuttoning my blouse. I had been waiting for this opportunity too. Ever since I had seen Sangeeta enjoying herself in front of me, I had also started to crave the same pleasure. I unbuttoned my blouse and took it off. Then it was my bra's turn. I reached behind me and unhooked my bra, taking it off and letting it separate from my body, just like Sangeeta, and stood there completely naked from the waist up. I stood next to Sangeeta. Now, in front of Chacha, two beautiful and young women stood completely naked from the waist up, their bare boobs exposed. Seeing us in this state, Chacha was completely flustered. He probably didn't know whose boobs to grab and squeeze at first. He was confused between the two of us friends. Finally, he calmed his agitated mind and made a firm decision. Following his decision, he held one of Sangeeta's boobs in one hand and one of mine in the other. And he started squeezing both of them simultaneously. I was standing to Sangeeta's right. Chacha held Sangeeta's right tit in his left hand and my left tit in his right hand. One tit of each of us was in one of Chacha's fists. This scene in itself was very erotic. We two friends were standing side by side, and Chacha was standing right in front of us. And in his two hands were one tit of each of us. And he was slowly squeezing both of our boobs at the same time. At that time, there wasn't even a fly in Chacha's shop besides the three of us. And the atmosphere of the entire shop had become quite sensual. We three were enjoying ourselves in our own ways. Sangeeta and I were enjoying having our boobs pressed by chacha. And chacha was enjoying pressing both of our boobs at the same time. The atmosphere was getting heated. And I was certain that the atmosphere was going to become even more heated and sensual in near future. And all three of us were ready for it. Completely. (Contd.)

 

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