[unknown writer]

Hi readers, I am rakesh, married recently to a beautiful  girl Gayathri Devi. I work at an MNC . We are financially well-settled. Gayathri is a homemaker and she turned out to be very obedient and faithful. Never she had raised her voice over my silly mistakes.
Till a few months into our marriage, we had great moments during our honeymoon and we didn’t plan kids at that point. As months passed by, I was slowly bothered by my parents to give them a grandchild since they knew me and my college friend Anup got married at the same time and now his wife is 5 months pregnant. I was under a lot of pressure and my wife was not so happy about our sex life for a few weeks.
A day came when she raised her voice to ask what was going on with my weak erections. I said it was the pressure from work. The new role was very demanding and constant pressure from parents to have kids was far pushing.
I asked her if should we consult a doctor. She said it was not necessary since she knew what I was capable of in bed during our early marriage days. Then she asked me was there any requests from me on how she should get ready or what preferences I had so that the erections are strong. I said nothing was on my mind right now but said I will take some time to research how to get back healthy relationship back.
Later that week when my wife was at her mother’s place for the holidays, I started thinking about how can I overcome my problem. I started reading articles on how to have sex urges back to normal.
Most of the stories I come across were stories about men having affairs and sexual relationships with other girls, maids, and neighbors. Which would eventually cause a weak interest in the wife. But I was not into any of those.
In the next article, I saw the title, “Helping my cuckold husband.” I didn’t understand the meaning and ignored it initially. A week passed but nothing was promising. Some articles said seeing porn during intercourse will only help ejaculate but not with erection. I ran out of options and I called Gayathri to say hi. I explained to her what I researched and she was shy to comment on those but was able to understand my pain.
Gayathri came back from the holidays. As usual, I went to the office. I got a call from my wife asking what the password of my personal computer was as she wanted to research a bit more from where I left off. I gave the password, “lovely wife”. She blushed and hung up the phone.
When I reached home, Gayathri welcomed me with a big smile saying that she might have found a solution to our problem. But she was not sure about it. She said that if we try to have sex in some new places, it might help especially with the idea of not being alone while doing sex.
I was confused about what was suggested here. My wife told me if we had sex in some places like motels and relatives’ bedrooms, my conscious mind would only think of getting caught instead of other unnecessary work-related thoughts.
The trick she suggested might work or might not work but listening to it made me a bit hot! To my surprise, we were invited to my friend’s place that night for dinner and Gayathri had her plan to execute the mission of “sex while thinking of getting caught” the same night.
Since there was a plan to have sex at a friend’s place, Gayathri wore a sexy saree. It was a lightweight silk multi-colored floral saree and complimenting dark blue blouse with a medium opening at back with a thread. I don’t remember her wearing this saree from her wardrobe after marriage. My wife looked stunning, maybe because of the weight she gained. The blouse is slightly tight enough to push her bust up a bit.
We reached the friend’s place. Intentionally, Gayathri kept chatting with the friend late at night and finished dinner. This led us to do a sleepover at my friend’s place.
After we left to sleep in the guest bedroom, my wife asked me, “Are you ready for what we discussed this morning?”
I said, “Let’s begin.” But the excitement didn’t last long, my penis was like jello in the middle of the act and I had to give up. Gayathri was upset and I laid back on the bed with covered sheets.
My wife was then adjusting her saree. She had to button up the back of her blouse for which she needed my help. First, I helped with the bra, it was a white floral bra 34DD in size. While I was about to hook her blouse, I suddenly heard someone fall on the floor outside the door.
I was in no proper dress to quickly jump out to see what happened. I stayed back asking Gayathri to check. But before I hooked any of the blouse buttons, Gayathri quickly wrapped her saree around the unhooked blouse and opened the door. It was my friend who stepped on a slippery tile and hurt himself.
His wife and my wife helped him to stand up again. For some reason, I got my erection full on! This might be of only one reason if I am correct. The idea of my wife being partially dressed or say unbuttoned a bit around a friend gave me this erection and to be honest, it was hard and not going away!
When Gayathri returned to the room explaining about the incident, I showed her my erection and quickly, we were on cloud 9 for the next hour enjoying the sex.
Gayathri: What’s the matter? How come your erection lasted long? What changed during my absence from the room for a while? What was going through your mind?
Me: Gayathri, it’s tough to explain. Let me tell you tomorrow.

[unknown writer]

Husband And His Erections – Part 2 (Cuckold Proof)
The next day morning, we reached home and my wife Gayathri asked what is the thought I had in my mind which gave me a hard boner last night. I said it was actually she and the way she went out to help out my friend.

My wife was thinking for a while about what she had done differently other than helping her friend. Gayathri asked me, “Please, can you help me understand the situation again?”

I said, “You left the room with your blouse unbuttoned from the back and you had not even tied the thread, it was just covered by the saree. It was kind of a daring step you took, not thinking about the implications if something went wrong.”

She asked me, “What would have gone wrong?”

“What will happen if your saree accidentally slips and your back is seen by our friend?” I replied. With this question, Gayathri’s face turned red and said, “You pervert! This is about the cuckold husband story I read over the internet, isn’t it? Knowingly or unknowingly, you became a cuckold too,” she said.

I had no clue what she meant by that.

“Gayathri, please help me understand what a cuckold means,” I asked her.

“Wait, let me show you, but this is the last time I am going to demonstrate it to you,” and saying that, my wife went inside the bedroom, and changed herself into a nighty. It was a light purple color nighty with lace stitching around the neck area and a regular towel acting as chunni. This was normal wear for her and I asked her what was new about this. She said, “Wait, I will prove your cuckold-ness in a moment.”

After a few minutes, the doorbell rang and it was our milkman. Gayathri said, “Now, watch carefully” and lifted her nighty and removed her panty and placed it in my hand. I said, “What is wrong with you?”

She approached the door, turned toward me, threw her towel on me and unbuttoned the first button of her nighty. That would almost show my wife’s cleavage line and if she bends a little, her melons will definitely hang freely. I was not sure if she was wearing a bra at this point because she didn’t turn to my side.

She opened the door and asked the milkman to wait until she brings the milk vessel. The milkman was staring at my wife’s boobs as if he had never seen even his own wife’s boobs. He was not even blinking his eye.

My wife noticed his stare and quickly held the revealing cleavage with her hand and slightly closed the door and came toward me. She placed her hand on my penis. She said, “See, it is already burning hot and raging for my pussy.” She said, “This is what a cuckold means. In layman’s language, exposing or letting your wife or girlfriend be enjoyed by a stranger or friend is a cuckold husband and here you are, a dumb cuckold.”

This time, my wife took her panty from my hand and went inside the kitchen and finished taking the milk from the milkman’s vessel. She came back and gave back the vessel to the milkman and closed the door. She then asked me to come to the bedroom since she was turned on by this incident!

I reached the bedroom and hugged her and gave her a kiss on her forehead. I noticed that my wife’s breasts were soft and pressing to my body strongly while we hugged. I realized that she was not wearing a bra and asked her.

“Did you just answer the milkman’s call without wearing a bra and panty?”

She was blushing and said it was her intention only to prove I was a cuckold and not to expose herself.

We had hard sex early morning and I was impressed and worried by the way my wife explained cuckold-ness to me. And it actually was true that I was a cuckold.

I researched a bit more on the term and found that cuckold was different from what I was experiencing. Cuckolds will only have a boner if their partner was fucked by others. While in my case, I was able to perform sex by just the thought of my wife secretly exposing to strangers.

I clearly explained my issue to my wife along with the videos from the internet about how a cuckold guy will behave. My wife was patient. She listened to everything I said to her and understood my situation. Finally, she asked me how she can help me.

I asked her if she would be my partner in crimes and that too, in any kind of situation so that I could overcome my problem. She said, “I am your wife and you have every right to ask any kind of sexual favors from me that does not cross any boundaries and spoils the prestige of our family. As we are born and bought up in Iyer families, my only request is to not do anything stupid that can cause issues within our families.”

I promised her that I will only ask for some favors just to spice up our sex life. Other than that, we will lead a normal life like others. She said, “Anything for you, baby.”

With those words, I got a tiny boner again and asked her to take time to think through the issues we might face if get caught by any known people. Also, I asked my wife to be proactive in coming up with new ideas.

To be continued.

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[unknown writer]

Great ! The idea that there are competitors for the husband to take care of his  wife, made the husband to perform and win over his competitors, creates miracles ! 

Please continue the story !

sure tq for comment

[unknown writer]

Husband And His Erections – Part 3 (Exposing At Party)

I and my wife Gayathri definitely had an open-minded discussion last week. And to my luck, she was well-behaved and patient during the entire process of finding my issue with erections. I was able to convince Gayathri to an extent where at least she was ready to listen to my confessions and agreed to do some relatively safe flaunts and not too shady ones.
At this point, even I was not sure what were safe and yet erotic things that I might ask her to do. Time would tell how things might turn out. Honestly, my wife’s demonstration to me fooling and parading around the milkman without panties underneath and unbuttoned nighty, was the epic scene that a male pervert would ever imagine from a traditional wife. I should be either a very lucky person or a very bad loser for this erotic finding.
Diagnosing my sloppy wiener’s (penis) crazy behavior would be a great pain if we consulted a doctor. It would have taken forever and I might have ended up using pills for the rest of my sexual life.
All this happened over two weeks. In these two weeks, I was able to perform thrice compared to the once-in-a-month sex we had, that too, with enhancing pills I secretly bought. I blamed myself for this issue I was facing. Let me give my background on why I ended up losing erections. Like every other man, I did masturbate from my teenage. I got addicted to it.
To give you a perspective of the frequency, you won’t believe, I would empty my balls for every chance I get to spend some time alone.
Did I stop doing it now, no? Even after the marriage, it was the same case long hours shagging in the bathrooms and being unable to get erections while I needed it in bed.
All those times while shagging, I would imagine my neighbors’ and friends’ hot moms exposing upon my request to show their cleavage and showing ass to me. It was because I saw them cleaning the front yards of their homes in night dresses, showing cleavages and ass views.
Now, there was a catch to this. I would only imagine one person at a time obeying my requests – one shag for cleavage, another for striptease, allowing groping and eventually sex.
Each request required some private place. Let it be my bedroom where I sleep alone or during bath time. Like this, I shagged four times a day for each imaginative MILFS I came across.
This was happening without any practical experience in bed for years. My penis got used to the imagination and different persons, although I occasionally masturbate now because of the lack of privacy at home while married. I still do it. But I would imagine my friends’ wives now.
This was the reason I lost interest during the actual act with Gayathri because of the complicated assumptions I made in my mind. But the last two weeks were different. My erections were at full scale, but the main character in my imagination during sex was my lovely wife Gayathri Iyer doing all sorts of naughty things around strangers.
I was hundred percent sure any young stud or old boomer uncle would have an urge to at least try to make eye contact with Gayathri while she was out for some work. Some of my friends, shop keepers, and helper boys were always ready to help her with all sorts of unnecessary things such as carrying groceries or bringing some heavy items from the market even if she didn’t need help. You know why they do all these despite Gayathri always saying big ‘NO’ to their requests. They were doing it just to make conversation with her and get to know more about her.
Luckily, I was glad she never encouraged any of them because she was loyal to me and in the same way I was loyal to her. But I shagged for all her friends too later in the night, imagining all sorts of my naughty requests in mind because my mind was an imaginative pervert.
After the two weeks of exotic frenzy I and Gayathri had, whenever colleagues at work asked me how are you and how is your wife doing, I answered, “Yes, we are good.” But in my mind, I was like, “Yes, I am fantastic and my wife is sexier and bolder than usual from the last time you saw her.” But I couldn’t open up like that not yet at least.
Let me tell you why they ask how my wife is doing even though they had hardly met her once at our marriage reception. They were leering at her right in front of me and trying to give a handshake to her as part of their congratulations.
Why they would do all these is because she was very beautiful. Gayathri is 5 feet 5 inches tall and is around 58 kg. She is very attractive in either sarees or salwar kameez. Her bust is very attractive with a 36D size. But she prefers 36C size bras to hold the boobs firm and high. She has a sculpted ass just like a ripen peach fruit. She always does her waxing to keep everything smooth and moist in her skin very well which will bring a glow to her fair skin.
If she blushes or feels shy, her cheeks would become rosy pink and her eyes are always pleasing. Her face is oval and had beautiful lips always with the appropriate lipstick color which stands out. Also, she always puts a bindi on her forehead which would look sexier as fuck. Overall, she is a traditional spotless beauty.
Anything she carries on her body is just for enhancing her beauty. Believe me, since I know if she stands butt naked in front of a lady, they can’t stand a chance. They will have a wet patch on their panty too. I am trying to say that they will be jealous of her perfect body. By the way, she does have a nose piercing with a shiny diamond stud that I presented to her.
She is in this toned shape because she does all the housework and also had a treadmill at home which she uses occasionally. I know it’s hard to believe the perfect sizes and beauty I explained here. But why can’t an Iyer family boy working in an MNC and hailing from an upper-middle-class family marry such beauty around Iyer families?
It’s not like Gayathri’s family is poor that they had to marry her to me. We met through a common friend of my dad’s and FIL’s family gathering and the alliance was set there she agreed to marry me because I am also handsome and flirty.
While I was coming back from office on Monday, I doubted in my mind did she answer the milkman’s call the same as she did before or if she did not. The only way I could find was to reach home and ask her.
I quickly reached home and rang the doorbell. Gayathri was now in a different nightly. But all buttons were intact and to my curiosity, I hugged her and felt the boobs by giving a grab to them just to see if she had a bra or not. She didn’t have it. And I didn’t check panties though since she said –
Gayathri: Hello husband, please calm down. I do have it, don’t worry.
She noticed my anxiety and said: Look dear, how could you expect me to do the same I did last week without your presence?
And she also said she was not that self-stimulated to do exposing to strangers.
I kissed and said: I was only hugging you nothing else (I pretended).
She was clever and won’t believe my words.
Gayathri: Please dear, no more games of that sort.
And she said she informed the milkman not to bring milk anymore. I was shocked to learn that she was just backing off from our deal which we made a day back.
Then I left the conversation with a huge disappointment. I had my bath and went on to watch TV. She bought me food and was trying to feed me. I was not in the mood to eat after all my excitement was turned into ashes that she won’t co-operate any further.
My behavior was erratic. I won’t yell yet her or show signs of anger at her. But I was feeling lost all the time. This happened for two days.
On Thursday morning for the first time to help her understand my situation, I said: Ok let’s get inside the bedroom and have fun.
Even though I was getting late for office. We went inside the bedroom and stripped off each other’s clothes. Yes, I did get an erection, but as usual, it was sloppy in a minute.
Then I asked Gayathri to do something to make it harder. She said: As a female, I am in my most vulnerable state just fully naked in front of you. And you know I am very well-built and good-looking. If this does not make it harder what else I can do?
Me: Ok Gayathri just answer one thing. Why did you tell the milkman to stop coming? After a long time, I had my fullest erections. I was happy and thought my sex life is getting better. You just ruined the harmless fun I am having. Can you explain why you did that even though we had a deal to have fun with strangers?
Gayathri: raki baby you are right. I had to do it because I was scared. I mean when you left for the office the milkman arrived as usual. But he also brought one more person with him on the bike. And for a while milkman was standing at the doorstep trying to get a peek at my neckline.
Gayathri: All the time another person on the bike was checking on me by moving side to side so that he might get some glance. At that moment, I was not at all trying to fool the milkman. But still, they were expecting something from me. That was when I decided not to do it anymore.
Me: Oh my poor wife, come here. Sorry for not asking why would you suddenly behave like this that makes sense. Please tell all these things to me as they happen. These are the ones that make me hornier.
Gayathri: Wait a minute raki, all this time while I am explaining my experience, you are imagining something else right? Why is your penis erect now?
Me: See Gayathri that’s the catch here, even though you didn’t do any move. The milkman was eager to have a second good look at you and also bringing his buddy along with him is an exotic feeling for me. I mean look at this raging boner, won’t this excite you?
Gayathri: Yes it does, but it’s creepy to think that boner is for an imaginative feeling instead of me actually causing it.
Me: Gayathri I know this is weird. But look at the positive side to this, small efforts make huge differences in our lives.
Gayathri: You sound very comfortable parading me around strangers while I am scared to death thinking of backfiring.
Me: What is the worry about dear? What you said is right we have to think through the situations and make our move just to avoid embarrassment. Are you still in the game Gayathri?
She said she was not sure and asked what would happen if someone knew that she was willingly exposing for others to see and came back again and again since they knew our place.
Me: Oh wait, Gayathri, who asked you to willingly expose? We have to make them accidental. After all who is asking you to do all this? Your husband. And why would you worry about it? I am the one who needs to be more careful after what I ask you to do. If you love me and really believe in me, make a promise that you will help me get my erections back for the erotic stuff I ask for.
Gayathri thought for a while and said, She would do things that bring no harm. And she should have the last saying whether she would do it or not in certain situations. All the outcomes of such situations should be well planned without causing disturbance to their normal life.
Me: Oh Gayathri, finally thank you. With those words, I am relieved.
And had a beautiful time having sex with her that morning and left for the office. Now that the game is on, I quickly needed to come up with ideas. In the office, I hardly worked for an hour or two and spent the rest of the time carefully designing the situations I wanted Gayathri to do.
After so many crazy thoughts which might be level 4 exhibitionism and a definite no from her, I had one level 1 idea which would just put men in an uneasy state. But still would look genuine without raising doubts.
It was a birthday party for a friend’s son. I wanted to return a favor to my friend because his wife gave me multiple boners while I attended some of their parties.
Then I went home and told Gayathri about this Saturday’s birthday party plan.
I said: I am excited about this party.
I told her to open her wardrobe and put all sarees out on the bed and their blouses too.
Almost all the sarees had matching blouses and all had good thick fabric linings in the blouses.
Then I asked Gayathri: Do you have any little transparent blouse?
She asked: Why?
This was the first ask from me since our conversation from yesterday and I was only getting a few ideas to do things secretly not putting us in the spotlight. She said she didn’t have one and she might not do it because my ask was to wear a transparent blouse.
I said: Don’t worry, the transparency will be only for the blouse and you can still wear a bra and saree that covers it most of the time.
And when the time would be right she would have to slide the saree a bit and adjust it again.
Gayathri gave it a thought and agreed with one condition that she would only slide the saree pallu(thin wrapped edge covering the upper portion of the body on one side) twice when the time would be right and I should be around her all the time.
I said: Ok. Now show me the blouse. Let me take a look at it. Gayathri left it to my decision for color choice. None of them was transparent.
Then I asked: Should we buy ready-made ones (since the party was only one day from then)?
She said: It will be hard for us to find a tailor who will stitch it, and don’t ask any questions about transparency.
Me: Ok then what else we can do?
Gayathri said: I can do the alterations needed tomorrow. But it will take a while to slowly remove stitches to remove the lining. And I will not be able to use it anymore around family functions once done.
I said: It’s fine. You can buy new blouses later. But please do make this pink blouse transparent.
And we slept tight.
The next morning, it was Friday. she smiled and kissed me on the forehead to see my anxiety. I reached the office and made a video call to see the progress of lining removal.
I asked Gayathri: Where are we with the blouse?
She said she just removed the back portion of the lining and she would start the front side after lunch.
I asked her: Do it quickly, and call me when done.
She said: Don’t worry, there is a whole evening left before tomorrow.
In the meanwhile, I was plotting an alternate plan just in case level 1 of revealing did not cause any erections to me. It was almost evening.
Gayathri called me and said: Dear hubby, your ask is finished and now I am feeling very shy to wear this one at home only. How can I wear it outside?
Me: Can you show me how it looks?
Gayathri: Come home, I will show you.
Then I left the office early. Once I reached home Gayathri was already wearing the blouse with a white slip inside. She was in a pink short-sleeved blouse I knew this one from our 1st anniversary.
It was a good fit on her and the sleeves were silver lined with thread designs the same went for the back portion of the blouse. It had a front opening and the removed lining would almost show 75 percent skin clearly. But she had this slip which was ruining the fun.
She said: How does it look? Will it be ugly to wear or should we back off from the plan?
I said: This is fine, but I will make a small adjustment tomorrow before the party and you should not say no to it.
She said she would do it as long as the adjustment would be a small change from what she already wore.
Gayathri was feeling a bit confident because of the slip kind of bra she wore while she was showing. The blouse was almost like another lining underneath covering 90 percent of blossoms and for a regular man it would not make any statement. But I knew giving the right bra to it would make the trick.
Finally, the weekend came. In the evening time as planned, she wore the blouse we planned and a pink saree with similar stitches with silver threads at the borders. And she put on adequate jewelry and little makeup.
As she sat on the bed while I was getting ready. I asked her to slide the saree on the right side which she did with a cheeky smile and asked if was it helping him.
I said: Look Gayathri, for all the planning we did you were wearing a white slip kind of bra inside which is almost like full lining. Now the reason I asked you yesterday for a small adjustment is the slip itself.
Then I kept my hands in my pocket and handed her one of her old white bras and asked her to wear that.
Gayathri said: No way I will wear it.
Because it was one size smaller and also had a silver floral design that would easily pop through the blouse and it had thin straps all around and not covering much of her cleavage.
Me: Yes exactly, wasn’t this our plan for transparency, baby? I am not asking for your opinion here, you already made a promise.
She was silent for a while with her head down. I sat beside her and asked her what was the problem.
She said: I will look like a whore at the party.
And she did not want to come.
I consoled her and said: Look baby, you are doing this for me and why do you care about others thinking of you as some whore?
I further added: Sometimes celebrities will have wardrobe malfunction that does not make them whore. They are still actors and more gossiped ever than before.
Me: Anyway, I am asking you small favor, right? Because all the time you will be covered with a saree at the party and when I signal, you will lose the saree a little to reveal the blouse. It’s as simple as that.
She stood up with a grin on her face and went into the bathroom and asked me for the old floral bra. I gave it and after a minute, she threw a white slip on my face and started blabbering from inside with one edge of the saree in her mouth.
In her muffled voice, my wife said she was doing this only for me to get erections. By chance if I didn’t get one, she would never do it again. Also, she said she should not be the center of attraction at parties or for gossip around party guests.
If I made sure of these things, she would do the saree slides twice. But anything seemed to fall apart she would only do it once. I said ok.
Then she came out and said: Let’s go.
I asked her to show it once.
She said: Come and see it yourself.
Then I went near her and slid the saree to see the right side of the boob. Yes, this was exactly what I was looking for – more than I wanted at this point for level 1. It would show most of her side boobs and cleavage was on spot.
The back of the blouse showed all of the back straps. On shoulders, it was transparent. Overall, if anyone noticed this blouse and bra, they would definitely get hard boners.
We started to party and throughout the way she was covering her blouse with a saree wrapped around. I told her thanks in advance for doing this and that I would definitely repay this. She had a worried face and a small smile too to cover up the anxiety.
We reached the party. Find out what happened at the party in the next part.
To be continued.



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Husband And His Erections – Part 4 (HD Boobs!)
As we reached the party, my wife was reluctant to get down from the car. This was beyond my comfort level and I was tensed, “Please don’t make me do this”, said my wife Gayathri.

I said: Look dear, I understand your problem of back-bitched once someone notices your blouse. Now, carefully watch the guests as they arrive. I will show you to what extent our fellow guests expose.

One couple arrived as we spoke and once they got down from the car, I showed Gayathri a lady with her sleeveless blouse making adjustments to her saree. I asked Gayathri what in the world would this lady do to correct the saree.

Gayathri said she would correct the saree in such a way that it would not show her boobs.

I told her: Not only this lady, but you can also observe some others too. If anyone wearing the sleeveless and transparent saree tries to cover them up appropriately, I will take you home directly without further compulsion.

Me: But if that is not the case, you should get out of the car confidently, not covering your top with a wrapped saree.

She gave it a thought for a bit and agreed to my condition. I was in a tense tone saying to myself in a low voice, “Please please please ladies, please show off your boobs to make my day.”

In this 21st century, modern women are never conservative if they are already into t-shirts, jeans, and sleeveless. All they need is a perfect excuse to attend exclusive parties with same-age group friends.

Today, my luck was bad, I guess. I mean, some were revealing and some were still traditional. But our condition was, all ladies with sleeveless doing did show off their boobd. So I failed. Then in a pleasing tone, I asked her –

Me: Do you feel somewhat confident now? Some are ladies showing off intentionally.

She said, ‘NO’ and said: Listen, dear, all the ladies arriving are wearing revealing sarees and some are not, I understand. And god knows why they are intentionally showing their assets like that. You are not asking the same from me as they do.

She: I would have probably agreed to wear sleeveless or do a milkman’s episode without this much hesitation. But you asked to show my bra from this transparent blouse at a friend’s party. Isn’t that a big ask from you? And which I am not completely comfortable with.

Now I felt sorry for my wife. Probably, I should have taken this a little slowly. But I got an idea since she mentioned about milkman episode.

Me: Dear wife, you should have probably understood by now that I am listening to your excuses even though we had agreements and discussions. Will you be my good wife and at least do me a favor by repeating the milkman’s episode here at the party?

She was shocked to hear this.

I said: I know this is a big ask. But look at the positive side of the new ask. It is simple to execute because you have done it already without any second thoughts to demonstrate my problem. And further, you are allowed to keep yourself covered in a saree all the time. Then we’ll go inside casually and wish the boy and eat some cake and return home.

I could hear only silence in the car. Probably she was giving it a thought. I was not sure at this point what would be her answer. This idea itself was so erotic and I had the boner already. I could have shown it to her. But didn’t want to disturb her thought process.

After 5 minutes, Gayathri spoke with a commanding voice.

She: Krish, I am very concerned about our family prestige. Previously I was worried about someone noticing my slutty blouse. I hated the idea but had to agree with your erections or urges. Since you are liberal on altering the ask even after promises. I am considering your new plan. And listen, don’t even dare to ask anything else at least for a month.

Hurray! Finally, she agreed. It felt like an HR interview with salary negotiations.

Me: Ok Gayathri, please go ahead and remove your floral bra (I said by winking my eye at her).

She said: Hold your horses. I don’t want to remove my bra here and get caught bare-breasted while changing. First, let’s go inside and I will find a washroom to remove the bra.

I said ‘ok’ and we got down from the car. I was on cloud nine, probably most happy person at the moment. As we entered the party from the entrance the hosts received us warmly.

I got a shaking hand from my friend and Gayathri got a tight hug from my friend’s wife. I could notice the anxiety on her face. She was nervous and tightly holding the covered saree even while giving hugs.

As we went down to the hall Gayathri secured a corner spot and we stood there. With one hand she was holding her saree and with the other hand holding my arm tightly.

It was almost cake-cutting time.

I told Gayathri: It is the right time. Everyone is present in the hall and the washrooms area might be empty now. Can you please get rid of your bra (I whispered slowly in her ears)?

She looked into my eyes and her nose was turning red with heavy breaths with a sad surprised expression. I took off my arm and showed her way to the washroom. She kept her head down and stood there moving her torso side to side in tension.

I told her: If you don’t go now, I will deliberately drag your saree at any point without any caution.

Whew! That was rude of me to threaten her. She started walking after my scary pep talk of pantsing threat.

Gayathri missed the cake cutting and it was almost 10 minutes since she left for the washroom. The rest of the couples were taking pictures with the birthday boy and eating cake. I searched for her and knocked on the washroom door.

Me: Hello, Gayathri are you in there?

She replied: Yes.

Me: What is taking you so long? Please open the door.

She: I don’t want to come out. I feel shy as if I am parading for an FTV fashion show.

Shit again! I couldn’t believe my wife was doing this to me. I knew it would take a small push to get started.

Me: It’s ok, don’t be scared. Have you already removed your bra or not?

She: I did and it’s fully transparent now.

Me: Can you let me in for a second?

With that, she opened the washroom door. As I entered inside, I saw the floral bra on the cabinet and the tension on Gayathri’s face.

She was asking: Can we not do this now?

I quickly grabbed the bra, kept it in my pocket, and left the washroom. Now, from the outside of the door, I said –

Me: Dear, you have no choice now, but to come out like that.

Saying that, I walked toward the hall where everyone was busy in various conversations.

I intentionally went to have a chat with a couple of friends and told each one of them that I came here along with my wife Gayathri and she was feeling sick and was in the washroom. A couple of ladies were worried for her and went near the washroom asking Gayathri to open the door so that they could help her feel better.

Finally, she came out. She had to, right? My wife told the ladies that she was fine, and it was just a minor headache that caused nausea and now it was cleared after vomiting.

Ladies were walking toward us and I noticed probably others might notice too that my wife’s beautiful tits were shaking with every step she was taking. And it was a wonderful
motion art to watch!

Now Gayathri suddenly became the center of attraction for men. Everyone was asking if she was feeling well. This was the moment I was waiting for.

Gayathri was in the middle of everyone only wearing a transparent blouse and no bra. Although she was covering her upper body with a saree, I knew she was hiding her melons only in thin material. Just to ease her into her comfort zone, I said to them –

Me: I’ll take care of her from here. If she’ll have dinner, she’ll feel better.

And I took her to the open backyard where the dining tables were arranged.

We were the first to dine and it was a buffet. We had to serve ourselves. Gayathri looked into my eyes and asked if was happy now.

I said: I need more from this wonderful evening. But I amsatisfied to some extent. Can you do something which excites me? Like, a demo?

I asked with a naughty smile on my face. No way she would agree to anything else, but I took my chance to ask.

She said: What else I can do? This itself is an exhilarating experience for me and I am scared to death.

I told her: The backyard has less ambient light to notice your transparency. Can you be my supportive wife and just wear the saree as it should be instead of wrapping around?

She was hesitant for a while and asked me to prove that it was not as transparent as it would be under proper lighting.

I told her: Slide the saree before someone comes out

She quickly took a kneeling position hiding away from people beside table cloth and posed for a picture without flash. For the naked eye, it would not raise any suspicion because I edited the pic such a way as to make it appear as a low-light photo. But I could notice her areolas from the blouse. After Gayathri felt safe in the backyard lighting, she eased off her saree to normal position and smiled at me asking me to enjoy my evening while it lasts.

Guests arrived for dinner from the hall and we were to follow the pack and at this moment, Gayathri had no idea how much show she was putting on for them. She felt it was not that noticeable because I manipulated her with an edited photo.

I could see whoever was standing behind her was taking a good look at her see-through back. We filled our plates with food and settled down to eat. The seating position was in the such way she was feeling confident because no one could notice her side view. I took the first seat right around Gayathri’s seat. All of a sudden, the photographer was taking pictures with a high-end camera. Once he reached our table, I signaled him to come to the other corner and take picture of us as a couple.

He came to the diagonal edge of the table, not giving any caution to get a candid shot. Then he clicked a pic. That flash from the camera would almost show my wife’s side boob clearly to whoever noticed it, they definitely got a view of her naked breasts from the blouse.

My wife tried to adjust the saree to cover her left boob. I quickly held her left hand and her right hand was buried in the food plate. Seizing the opportunity, I asked the photographer to click a couple more. Gayathri was struggling to let her hand go free. While the struggle was happening and during one click, the saree fell and the flash gave a perfect boudoir-style photo.

Some guests noticed my wife’s braless blouse which was too transparent and they were awestruck. They might have enjoyed the view. I realized this was more than what she could take in a day. Then I asked my wife if she was feeling alright.

She quietly said: You idiot, you have done enough, and dared to ask if I am okay as if nothing has happened. Your wife’s private parts are on camera now. Do you realize it? What if they will circulate among others?

She: Go, get them deleted before that photographer leaves the party. If you delete them successfully, I won’t scold you for what you just did or else I will kill you.

Wasting no time, I went looking for the photographer. I found him and told him I would like to take a look at the pics that he clicked. The photographer without any thought said he had left the SD card in his car since it was full already with the pics and video from the party.

He asked: Give him a minute or two so that I can bring it back.

Then he went to his car. A minute later, I went outside to look for him. I was behind his car and could see he was transferring our pics to his laptop and at the same time, he was deleting Gayathri’s inappropriate pics from the SD card. I knew these bastards won’t leave such valuable pics. I would have done the same.

After a moment, he opened the new folder and selected the gorgeous saree drop pictures. He opened and zoomed into it and started touching his crotch. Oh wow, it was visible. Gayathri’s boobs were in HD quality and her face was embarrassed as fuck with a wide open mouth. What the hell!

He started jerking off. I knocked on the car door in the middle of his action. I caught him red-handed.

Then I told him: Hey pervert, what are you doing? Let me call the security officer.

He was in shock, he kept his cock inside, and was pleading with me not to complain as his reputation would be gone.

He said: Sir, I haven’t seen such a nice pair of boobs in a while, so I couldn’t control myself.

I told him if he didn’t want to be jailed, he had to delete the pic from his laptop.

Me: When I bring my wife here, you should open your laptop, show the pics to my wife, and delete whatever she asks to delete. This way, she will feel relieved that you’ve deleted the photos.

He agreed to my proposal and requested with a pleading voice, “Please understand my situation. My wife is not in town, so I work for myself. Can I finish what I have started?”

I said ‘ok’ because that was a reasonable demand.

He said: Please come within 5 minutes.

By that time, he would be done and cleaned. While I went inside to bring Gayathri, she was already giving goodbyes to the hosts and also enquiring me about the photos while dragging me out.

I said: I’ve taken care of it. You can see it yourself. But we have to wait here at least 5 minutes as the photographer in that car has to attend to an urgent call from his wife.

Gayathri said: Oh no, this can’t be happening. That fellow might save the pics to some other device and he is just buying time for that. Why can’t we wait near his car and check what he is doing?

Then my wife walked in a hurry toward his car and she was surprised to see the photographer was jerking off to her picture with nipples zoomed in. She quickly closed her eyes with one hand and knocked on the car window.

She: Hello mister, what are you doing?! Open the door.

Poor fellow, he was disturbed in the middle of masturbation again. He worriedly looked at me while Gayathri closed her eyes. I gave him a signal like, “Don’t worry, finish what you have started.”

Then Gayathri asked me: Please help me open the door. This fellow is not responding, please do something.

I told Gayathri: Please be patient. Let him finish what he is doing. After all, you gave him quite a show to enjoy.

She came toward me and started hitting my chest and repeatedly saying: It is all because of you. If my photo gives him chills, why can’t you get the same erections?

I laughed and showed my boner to her. She calmed down once I placed my dick in her hand. On one side, my dick was hung out open in Gayathri’s hand and that fellow was jerking hard from his car seat for Gayathri.

Me: This is a memorable moment.

She: OMG, how long this idiot will take to finish?

And my wife again started knocking on the door. But now, she was not closing her eyes. While he was stroking, Gayathri shook the door’s handle which inturn dropped her saree to the side.

Wow, that was epic! My wife’s boobs were displayed right in front of the photographer with only a car window glass separating them and he was enjoying it for sure. What else could I have asked for, this evening?!

With a live boob display for him, he released his cum on my wife’s picture on his laptop screen.

Gayathri was like: Yuck! He cummed on my face! (coming towards me and adjusting her saree).

The photographer cleaned himself and rolled down the window saying: Sorry, it was intense. I never was this hard before. Please take the laptop now and delete the pics as you wish.

Gayathri had no expression on her face. A lot had happened in a short time. Then she went near the door, took the laptop, and gave it to me to delete the pics.

She slapped him saying: You pervert. Go fuck your wife! Why waste your energy on another person’s wife?

She also suggested to him: Use your erections wisely while they last.

Of course, she was preaching to him and scolding me with one statement. Then I deleted her pictures and also made sure they would not recoverable.

I told Gayathri: I’ve done it. Please check once.

My wife took the laptop and broke it in one shot by hitting it hard against the wall. From the broken pieces, the hard disk fell out which she took and flipped in fountain water to make sure nothing could be recovered again. She also asked for the memory card from the cameraman which he gave without saying anything because she might break the camera too.

Gayathri took it and gave it to me. I kept it in my pocket.

Then I asked Gayathri: Shall we go home to put my raging boner to sleep?

My wife scolded me: You dumb fuck! This is all because of you. A stranger has seen my boobs now, not only that he jerked off to them, and some even stared at them at the party. You have to deal with the back bitchings.

She was not ready to face them again ever and asked: Can you give me one good fuck session today? Will you be able to? After all, you might have enjoyed every bit of moment back at the party and things that were unplanned made me horny.

I said: At your service, please get in the car.

While in the car, I gave her bra back to her. I was laughing and she had an angry and horny face which was so sexy.

She said: What will I do with it now? Shove it up in your ass.

It amazed me how openly she was scolding me. Level 2 of exposure was a great success. Then we reached home and had a great fuck twice after a while.

The story will continue.

[unknown writer]

Husband And Erections – Part 5 (Wife & Delivery boy)

Me: Good morning, Gayathri, how are you feeling now? I forgot to say sorry yesterday. Please forgive me. None of the photographer’s episode was planned. It all happened so quickly. And I appreciate how you stood up for yourself for deleting the pics.

Walking left to right at the corner of the bed, I went on with my apologies.

Me: Also look, yesterday night was double the excitement I ever had because of your unplanned exposure to some guests and photographer. I can never thank you enough for the daring step you took for me and my urges. I am very fortunate that I got you as my wife.

While I kept on talking to let my wife understand how impressed I was, Gayathri was smiling with one hand under her head lying on the bed, leaning to my side, covered under a white blanket, and looking at me the whole time.

Me: Darling, say something. Are you even listening to me? Say something, at least scold me!

She: Yes dear, I am earful and eyeful at present.

Me: Huh, ‘eyeful’? What do you mean?

My wife winked, pointing down and toward my bottom with a laugh. At that moment, I realized my cock was stiff early in the morning, peeking out from one side of my boxer.

Then she said: Someone is ready for more action even in tension. Will you come to me Krish and show me what you are up to early in the morning?

She teased me naughtily with an inviting finger and pleasing eyes as she bit her lower lips. I immediately started climbing on the bed from the bottom side while giving my cock a slight stroke with boxer fabric. My excitement was building up from the tease she was doing while I slowly slid inside the blanket. I started kissing her feet. She was moaning softly and tried to get hold of my hair for pulling me up.

As I moved further up, her soft thighs were warm and my face cheeks were touching the sides of her thighs and my nose slid smoothly up along the valley of my wife’s folded thighs. A thin layer of sweat on her eased my motion upward.

I was about to reach the clit which was just inches away from my tongue and just hiding under her pink panty from yesterday. I thought the juices were already dripping way before I entered the blanket. And I wondered what fascinated her into drenching wet – me or the photographer?!

I wanted to ask her but I would ask her later. While I tried to move further up, Gayathri kept her hands stiff against my upper head not allowing me to reach her midriff.

Then she asked me: Can you please stir up the juices with your tongue in my pussy like never before?

Wasting no time, I slid her panty with my index fingers, dragging evenly from either side. Seconds after moving the panty just inches below her knees, I gently licked the side walls of my south Indian wife’s vagina passionately.

“Ahh.. uuh.. please.. yeah.. there you go!”, she screamed, holding the lower back of my head while caressing my hair.

At this moment, I wanted to give my hundred percent because I somehow felt she was turned on by yesterday’s episode and I definitely wanted to utilize this chance to trick her into exhibitionistic and voyeuristic behavior. I wanted to her believe that exposure to strangers happens to be very erotic and could cause mutual stimulation. Of course, it is true but I wanted her to feel the same way.

While these thoughts were running through my mind, I continued to warm up the vagina with slow, broad licks, making my tongue as wide as possible. Once I felt enough juices were stirred up, it was time for precision strokes to the clitoral hood opening, to bring shivers to her body. While I did my part, Gayathri felt breathless. I complimented her on how hot she was.

My partner was quivering simultaneously while craving more pleasure. Waves of pleasure from her were unpredictable when I hit the right spots. She curled her toes and enjoyed the experience with closed eyes. She was now in no state of control because I was all over her, tickling, licking, teasing, and fondling her folds and services. Her erect brown nipples were shooting toward the ceiling with an arched back.

Then I slowly started making rounds around Gayathri’s shaded brown areolas. She even had tiny goosebumps there. Her face became reddish color and after a while, I fondled her breast like a stress ball. Suddenly, she said she was cumming.

“Done, I am done.. ahh”, she said as she reached her climax, tightly crossing her legs to retain the excitement and relief from orgasm.

It was time for my turn to get a head from her mouth or handjob, I mean it was up to her. While I climbed up further, my boxer hooked her feet thumb finger to the front edge of my boxer and started to come down. I progressed upwards to her face to give a big lip-smacking kiss.

Now my dick was sloppy after all the drama happened to bring her to climax. She enquired what happened to my erection.

I told her: It is the same problem, Gayathri. The thrill and erection will be fine until it’s time for the actual performance.

I told her: I can perform well yesterday because my memories were fresh from the evening braless adventure with the photographer.

She said she was tired and would discuss the erections later. I was a bit disappointed to learn my erections truly were scandalous and it just won’t let me feel manly or aroused unless some infectious bug thoughts like a stranger looking at Gayathri with lust.

Then I got down from bed with disappointment and went to the hall for watching TV. None of the channels were entertaining me as of now because I had unfinished business back in bed.

Then came the idea of a lifetime. I searched my pant from yesterday to get the SD card I kept in my pocket and started a slideshow of pictures. I was shocked to see the photographer was keen on getting candid shots of my wife all along.

Was he really get hired for the party or was he just a paparazzi to Gayathri?, I thought. Anyway, the very last pictures of Gayathri not covered with a saree were showing her nipples clearly from flash. All who got a great deal of that show have their eyes wide open.

My erotic thoughts were quick in getting my mood again thinking of the ways how Gayathri could be exhibited artistically. Wasting no time, I walked to the bedroom again with my laptop and on the floor, I saw the pink transparent blouse from yesterday. Then I took it and kept it on my head as a trophy.

Placing the laptop on the bed’s headrest frame with the picture of Gayathri serving her boobs to guests with embarrassment, I asked Gayathri, “Please open your eyes.” (and I showed her my erect penis.)

She was shocked to see my manhood back in the game. She was also laughing and pointing toward the trophy on my head. Then she invited me to her. I didn’t tell her I was this hard by looking at a picture right at her back. We proceeded to have great intercourse like last night and both reached the climax again and were exhausted with a good feeling.

The Sunday started well and we slept naked till noon. As we were hungry, we woke up. I wanted assurances from her regarding my request to exposing to strangers.

Me: Gayathri, please wake up. It is almost noon. We need to have brunch and I am ordering food from outside.

Then I went to bathe. When I came out, Gayathri had the laptop on her lap and was looking at me. She rested her hands back on the pillow.

She: I got it now. This is the reason for all the excitement. It’s good but in many ways.

I had no words, I was just embarrassed to tell the truth. We argued the sequence of incidents that happened in the last two days. I found a fewer questions and reasonings and a submissive attitude from my wife. It looked like I won her control. I just wanted to test it once without any resistance from her.

Then I told her: Go, get a bath. The food will be delivered in a few minutes.

While she took bath, she asked me to put clothes on the hanger outside the bathroom. I deliberately placed the same outfit from yesterday evening. It was the pink saree, floral bra, petticoat, and pink transparent trophy blouse which was the star of the show!

I went and sat in the hall in my shorts without a t-shirt. In a while, Gayathri shouted after I heard the sliding sound of the bathroom door –

She: You naughty pervert, can’t you find anything else? You better stay where you are. I will kill you (probably with a smile or anger, I suppose because I couldn’t see her from the hall).

As she walked toward the hall, I was wishing that she wore the dress I left on the hanger. Her anklets’ sound intensity increased with every other step she inched toward the hall.

The first thing I could notice from her entry was the floral bra on her hand swinging to her right-hand motion as she walked. And there came her voluptuous body cladded with the same saree I gave her. She approached me with a bright smile on her face while throwing a bra on my face.

She said: You idiot, you want me to be braless while there are perverts ready to ogle me at the party. But do you care to provide me with this bra while at home?

I smiled with a sheepish grin on my face and asked her to sit on my lap now with a piggy kiss mouth. Suddenly, the doorbell rang. It was the food delivery guy, I guess.

I asked Gayathri to go take the order giving her money for it. With an angry face, she got hold of my hair moving my head back and forth, and said –

She: I should have guessed it coming. What a plan you curated, you pervert,. You can’t wait for even a day. How could you possibly think I am ready to do what you ask for?

I told her: I already got the answer from you this morning. You didn’t say a word while you noticed the pictures I was hard for. Now dear, I beg you to please do this testimony to prove you are with me in this adventurous journey (fingers crossed while she gave it a thought).

She started saying terms and conditions in her mouth while the bell rang again.

I told: I will be obliged to them but at present please attend the door (I pleaded).

She stood up with a shy smile and started to adjust her saree. Yes, my prayers worked and finally, she was giving in. The future was bright and the path to exhibitionism was in full swing.

I thought in my mind while my tummy had butterflies feelings all over. She turned her back to me and made more adjustments to the saree which I could not see.

One thing I could notice was my wife did not have money in her hand. Just before she opened the door, she gave a non-reluctant smile and hid her face with one hand and saw me between her fingers and the other hand holding against her breasts while she stood cross-legged.

The bell rang intensified because of the long wait. She finally looked up, took deep breaths with hands straight down with a jitter at last, and turned the knob to open the door.

While this took place, I strategically put there the floral bra somewhat in the line of sight of the delivery boy. I wanted to make sure that the bra laying on the floor and the transparent blouse shoulder of Gayathri made evident that she was braless. I wanted a good viewpoint to start recording this.

Then I went into the kitchen which stretches out from the house into the lawn where we have a window facing the front entrance. I started recording. Only Gayathri could notice me from the kitchen window. At least she knew I was watching her and I would not miss any opportunity of such kind.

The delivery guy was passing the time. I guess he noticed the bra on the floor. He was pretending that he was looking for the receipt of the bill.

While he went toward his bike, I was hinting to Gayathri I could not see any cleavage or nipples by pointing to my bare chest and nipples with a questioning hand expression. She responded wait with a hand signal and adjusted her saree so it was on verge of slipping from the shoulder anytime. My excitement grew as the delivery guy approached Gayathri again saying he found the receipt.

But I saw him taking it out of his pocket and headed back to her. He had no idea what he was about to witness this lovely Sunday noon.

The delivery boy: Madam, here is the receipt. It is 250 Rs in total.

Gayathri slowly lowered the silk that was covered over her right breast with her fingers to an extent where dark areola started to show. She looked toward my side and started inserting her fingers inside the blouse where she kept the money. The currency bills were clearly visible right above the areola. Yes, this was the perfect curated unintentional exposing most shy exhibitionists would want to plan.

My wife took out the money and adjusted back her saree and started counting the money. I felt sorry for him for the small show she could provide. So, out of courtesy and brotherhood, I wanted him to have some more show.

I climbed the granite of the kitchen countertop and signaled Gayathri with a hand wave. She noticed and I pleaded for a saree drop. My dick was erect asking her to be noticed clearly. She was laughing inside with both lips between her teeth and nodding her head sides as, “no way.”

I had to do something. Wasting no time, I lowered my shorts and boxer. My dick swung out like a loaded spring. She broke her laugh out which caused her saree to slip slightly while trying to counteract adjusting the saree back up. One currency note slipped from the left hand which was also holding the lower part of the saree tucked in the petticoat.

She reacted to catch money in a reflex before hitting the ground. But in this struggle, her saree dropped to her left hand revealing till navel.

The delivery boy was agile and positioned himself as a keeper to catch the falling note. Wonderful! It might be for him at that position, lucky bastard.

My wife’s full bust was just above his head displaying two hanging melons with a deep valley of cleavage. The erect nipples were not shy to poke out from the thin transparent blouse.

Although Gayathri realized and corrected the saree condition in seconds, he had definitely seen what he could. The shy smile continued as she kept her face sideways to avoid his eye contact. She stretched her hand out to give the rest of the change and closed the door.

Not in his good senses to believe what he just saw, he was stood startled in the same spot while looking at the door. Gayathri ran inside the bedroom and I followed her pulling my shorts up. She laid on her back on the bed with her hands wide open and laughing.

“Have you gone nuts? What was that careless act you spoiled brat?” said Gayathri. I barely could hold my laugh there and your dick was responsible for all this.

I asked: How was the experience? Was it exhilarating? Is this a sign of a green signal?

She buried her face in the blanket and after a while with a big breath and straight face said-

She: Let’s go and eat first.

I followed her into the dining room and realized the recording was still on in the kitchen. I took the phone and we had lunch. She asked me to show the recording.

In the end, once we left the bedroom, the delivery boy was still trying to get a peek from the front window. But, no luck. He was scared to check the rest of the windows.

We noticed he was vigorously touching his crotch and rubbing it above his pants.

“Poor guy! He has to masturbate to relieve it”, I said. She chuckled.

I saw Gayathri’s smile and she acted with a serious face again as soon as she noticed that I was observing her. She just won’t open up saying that she was enjoying it as well. She would eventually admit it, I thought.

To be continued.

[unknown writer]

My birthday was approaching real quick. I wanted to use this opportunity to cash in on all the insecurities Gayathri might have before I ask her to do more naughty stuff. Even without my consent, she should do kinky stuff on her own. I got my nerve up and asked her if she would be willing to try exposing herself in a controlled setting as a birthday gift for him.
Gayathri: Hmm, asking for a gift is not inappropriate, But a gift to expose me in a controlled setting? I mean you already did that, right? What is the new thing you expect me to do?
Rakesh: Promise me you would do it. Understand it’s your husband asking you as a request for arousal. It is not like I am forcing you to expose it.
Gayathri: My dear, calm down. First, tell me what you have in mind and then I will decide. I am all ears, tell me what it is.
Rakesh: Ok, listen! You have already shown your nipples under a sheer cloth for a bunch of men at another party. And the after-effects we both know how fruitful they are for my erections. I hope you liked it too. Correct me if I am wrong.
Gayathri: Yes, I admit you started all this for a reason and is slowly pleading me to join your drama along the way. I am happy knowing that you are satisfied while satisfying me. So, don’t worry, just say it, but please have some boundaries and think about what you ask for.
Rakesh: Let me come straight to the point. Hope you remember one night while we were rocking in bed, I mentioned you should be worshipped for the physique you got.
Gayathri: Yes, you did so?
Rakesh: I was waiting for the perfect opportunity to curate a plan and execute it. And my birthday presented me with the right opportunity and a person to worship you.
Gayathri: The suspense before you tell me what you want might give me a heart attack. Please tell me already. I will try to do it.
Rakesh: It is my friend. Subramanyam (Subbu) is visiting Chennai a day before my birthday and I will ask him to stay over for the night. I wish you let him see your nipple slip accidentally or present him an opportunity so that he sees your perfect ass while you bend for some daily chores. Can you do this for me, dear?
Gayathri: I see what you are up to. I thought you were just making some plain statements just for arousal. But I see you are serious now about it. And what made you think I will try your crazy idea?
Rakesh: You know Subbu, he was at our wedding. He just couldn’t take away his eyes from you during the ceremony and on reception day, he was literally eye-eating you. Maybe you didn’t notice. So, why not give this fellow a chance to revive his bachelor days? I mean, he is a great friend so far and my best buddy.
Gayathri: Are you not scared of ruining your friendship with him? Because if I do it, he would cheat on you in plain sight and try to take advantage to openly eye-eat me whenever possible and god knows what more he expects out of it.
Rakesh: Wonderful, instead of insisting you seemed comfortable with the idea that is all I want to know. I appreciate it and love you dear. Let me take care of the after-effects. Nevertheless, he is my childhood buddy. I can handle him and I trust him with our secrets.
Gayathri: Hey listen. You still didn’t answer me. What made you think I would accept this proposal?
Rakesh: I know you don’t get convinced easily, but I can make out from the blushing face while I bought up the request. Bingo! See, you smiled again.
(I was happy to know that my wife Gayathri almost agreed and gave a mischievous smile to me. I was wondering how easily she accepted my proposal. I might ask her later why she didn’t resent my idea.)
Gayathri: Hmm, someone seems very excited about the rare gift he is about to get. Since I am ok with the request, would you please plan it, as you always did, and save me from embarrassment? After all, how can I plan my own exposure? I am already tense.
Rakesh: That is a reasonable request and I can plan it, dear.
Over the next week or two, I was restless planning different scenarios and shortlisting the safest unintentional level 3 exposures (At least, one private part out for public entertainment).
Finally, I came up with two plans. Plan A focused on my wife’s frontal nudity and Plan B was to show her nude ass. Then I proposed both plans to her and left it to her choice. Both plans needed Gayathri to pretend she just took a shower and was ready to get dressed.
Gayathri: My dear husband, you carve out the plans very well. I have a few questions about it.
Rakesh: Go ahead. What are those?
Gayathri: For your plan A to show my front. You initially said it would be an unintentional nipple slip. Why wouldn’t you plan this to show my full breasts here?
Rakesh: It is because I found it hornier and this seems very natural and he will feel worried that he did a mistake and you can take advantage of showing slight anger. Pretend you felt embarrassed and I secretly get aroused. You might doubt plan B too, but it is the simplest one compared to Plan A. For B, you have to bare your ass nude for a while and just walk away pretending no one noticed you. Let me know what’s your choice.
Gayathri: I will choose plan B. Showing butt is better than tits. And I don’t need to face him.
Rakesh: Ok, I am excited about this. You are the best. Let me call him and confirm his visit.
Finally, a day before my birthday, I got a call from Subbu that he boarded the flight from Bangalore and informed me he would land at 7:30 am. Since he had some work in the city, he would be in a hurry to freshen up have some coffee and get a ride to the city by 9:00 am. I needed to execute things accordingly.
Rakesh: Dear, I am leaving for the airport. I will message you just before reaching our street. Just don’t panic while the plan is on. It will make you lose control and expose more than what you intend to show.
Gayathri: Shush, be patient, you’ll get your wish. I know how much excited you are for this day. I will do my part correctly, you do yours. Leave now and go get your buddy.
Then I kissed my wife passionately and left for the airport. Once I picked up Subbu, I messaged her before we started back home, and Subbu did not know we were chatting. Gayathri replied with a thumbs-up emoji as a reply.
Rakesh in chat: Dear, what are you wearing right now?
My excitement was out of control and she replied with a smile. I remembered the early days just before our marriage we used to chat like this.
Gayathri in chat: I am actually about to take a shower. So, naturally I am nude.
Rakesh: I am hard as fuck and can cum at any point. We’ve started and will be there in 30 minutes. See you soon, and remember, the doorbell is your signal. From that point, you have 10 minutes to put on a show. Love you.
The drive seemed longer than usual every meter seemed like a kilometer. I was driving as fast as I could. I was waiting for this eagerly, this was the road to heaven and we could do it. No other couple in their dream would have thought this would be possible.
Finally, we reached home. Subbu already visited my home once earlier before marriage and he was also really excited to meet Gayathri after a long time. He was enquiring about how she was doing along the way. I told him he could ask himself once we reach home.
We were standing at the doorstep now and to be honest, I was dying with anxiety. I was all butterflies inside my stomach. With a deep breath, I went on to ring the doorbell. “Ding dong” a bit long pause before the next “Ding dong”. Yes, the plan was on.
Rakesh: Hey Subbu, Gayathri may still be sleeping and she doesn’t know you are here. Don’t mind, let’s get inside, I have the keys.
Subbu: No formalities, dude. You were a sound sleeper when we were in the college days. You won’t wake up even if someone wakes you up.
Rakesh: Yeah I know, I do it on purpose so that someone can answer the door. Good old days.
I think I had paved the path nicely to make all this unsuspicious and the buddy-talk I assume helped to make it look none of this was staged. I expected an Oscar performance from Gayathri. Let’s see what happened. And I began to unlock the door and led Subbu inside the house.
Rakesh: Be my guest and welcome back to Iyer’s home sweet home.
Subbu: Thanks, dude.
And we proceeded toward the living room hall. The hall was directly opposite the kitchen. We have a L-section couch and I told Subbu to sit in the one which faces the kitchen and I sat on another side which is facing the TV on the opposite wall and had an obstructed view of the kitchen side because of the wood shelve pattern design for decorative artifacts. I mean, I could see what was happening if I wanted to, but it was part of the plan. So I remained duck until there was a signal from Gayathri.
Then I looked at the clock. It was already 5 minutes from the moment I rang the first doorbell. In the next 5 minutes or so, this fellow was the first lucky person to see my beautiful wife in a compromised position.
He began to check out wall hangings of our family photos and indulged in conversation about his plans in the city that day and also told me he would leave tomorrow night after the birthday party.
I knew he would ask for a bathroom for refreshing. But I tried hard to stop him from bringing that up by engaging him with consecutive questions. Then I started the mini go-pro action camera facing the kitchen for future saving precious moments as memories. I could control it from my phone if it is connected to Wi-Fi.
It was almost 10 minutes now. Gayathri could show up at any moment. OMG, this anticipation was killing me!
Finally, I could hear her anklets sound coming closer into the dining room and toward the kitchen. Subbu also became silent upon my signal.
Rakesh: Shhh, let’s surprise her.
He was expecting that she was coming our way so that he could greet her. All was quiet in the living room as the two of us held our smiles (of course, our intentions were different). The next thing I knew according to the plan was that Gayathri walked semi-naked back view into the kitchen and she would make coffee for herself. She would make a cupboard closing sound without turning back and it would be a signal for me to enter the kitchen.
Suddenly, I saw my friend Subbu’s eyes getting wider and his head was fixated in only one direction. It looked like he was frozen at that moment. The only movement was in his pants with a pitched tent! He saw something he should not have, lucky fellow! By this time, I was expecting Gayathri’s ass to be visible to him and maybe a little more of her back covered with hair. I might be wrong too, Not sure unless I saw the scene myself.
As Subbu was taking his time even to blink his eyes, I was impatiently waiting for the cupboard sound. This was where it really got interesting. A loud sound of glass hitting the floor. This was not in the plan as I got scared and I shouted what was that and jumped up and ran into the kitchen. Glass shattered into a million pieces.
Subbu also alerted me and I wasn’t sure if he was concerned about the glass or about getting a better view of my wife. Probably both.
This was when I saw Gayathri standing in the kitchen, shaking and covering her ears with both hands. As soon as she noticed Subbu, she tried to cover up with her hands, not really knowing which part to try to cover because she was only wearing a bra not quite holding her melons in place and hair wrapped in a shower towel.
She initially crossed both arms over her tits which barely covered both. I could clearly see her areola popping out and then changed her mind realizing her pussy was on display with lush forest and took her left arm to try to cover up her bush too.
Since it was unplanned, to save her from more embarrassment, I took off my t-shirt and gave it to her. She kept it up against her bush. The glass pieces were all around her on the floor. I told her to calm down and whatever and said –
Rakesh: Don’t move, otherwise you’ll cut your feet big time.
She couldn’t walk out of the kitchen and I couldn’t walk into the kitchen. I asked Subbu to go and get my sandals or shoes from the porch outside. Then I put my shoes on and carried her over to the dining room. Subbu gave her a towel.
Then I looked at her and said: Please come out of the shock and wrap this towel to cover yourself properly. You know he can see, right?
And I smiled at her embarrassment.
Gayathri: I didn’t know Subbu would show up announced. I was doing my daily routine. Also, I thought you might be jogging at this time. You should have warned me. You knew I would wake up early today to make arrangements for your birthday tomorrow.
Subbu: I am sorry for the inconvenience. Please forgive me.
Rakesh: Hey Subbu, it’s not your fault. I should have told her in advance. And she did say she would wake up early, but since she was not getting to the door, I thought she was still asleep.
Gayathri: I was in the shower getting ready.
Rakesh: The surprise became a disaster (It was a blockbuster hit according to me, Gayathri first time naked before another man!). He just wanted to greet you so we stayed silent. I am sorry Gayathri, I will be more attentive to what you say next time.
Gayathri: I just came over here for real quick coffee preparation before I dressed up. None of this would have happened if you have just told me about his arrival. I hope he keeps this a secret and would never share it with others. Even I will be careful from now on.
Saying this, she left to the bedroom running. I and Subbu both had exchanged fake disappointments since she was upset (pretending).
Rakesh: I am sorry dude, you are welcomed so badly. Let me clean this up and meanwhile, you go and get ready in the guest room on your right and you can carry on with the work in the city.
Subbu: I feel sorry for what happened just now. It happened so quickly and I wish I did not see Gayathri in that state. I can promise you that until my last breath, this will remain a bitter secret.
Rakesh: Thanks dude for reassuring me and I believe in you. You go and get ready.
Then Subbu went for a bath in the guest room. After cleaning up, I went to check on my wife.
Rakesh: Hey, are you ok? How are you feeling now? What happened over there? I wasn’t expecting Subbu would get that much of a show. Is it an improvised plan or what?
I couldn’t read her expressions. She had red cheeks for sure. Probably, it could be from anger or blush and she won’t open up right away. But after asking multiple times, she talked –
Gayathri: Hey, you know how embarrassing it would be showing your private parts to strangers? I knew we planned it but it was supposed to be just my bare ass. I didn’t know this would happen. Damn, the glass jar slipped from my hand out of nowhere. My brain stopped working for a second, not sure what to cover first. I knew I had a backup towel on my head, but you know how tense I was at that moment. I wish he hadn’t seen my bush. It is not even shaved properly because it was not in our plan.
Rakesh: Ok, calm down. Firstly, how are you feeling about the incident?
Gayathri: Huh. How do you feel? Which is an important question here.
Rakesh: Honestly, mixed feelings. I was worried for a bit that you would get hurt from the cut glass. Thank god, it didn’t happen. But you know what, now that we came out of the situation and rewinding what just happened. It was quite a daring thing you just did standing there for a few extra minutes without panties. Bravo! Where did all the shyness go? You seemed comfortable there. Subbu couldn’t take off his eyes from the pussy of yours. Again, well done. I love you every bit for what you do for me.
Gayathri: Thanks dear, glad you liked it. I was nervous initially but thought I would give you enough time to cherish the situation. But it turned out like this. Are you jealous that Subbu saw me more than he should?
Rakesh: Jealous? Definitely not. I will cherish this moment forever. My sexy wife showed her pussy for the first time to a friend. You did an excellent job, of not raising any suspicion. I am feeling horny as fuck.
Then I started climbing on the bed toward Gayathri’s thighs.
Gayathri: Stop now, it’s not the time. I wish we could fuck right now. But he is still home and would want your company. Please go and check on him. Poor fellow must be feeling bad.
Rakesh: Hey, don’t pity him. No man would feel bad to get an opportunity to see such a beautiful body of yours. He is just pretending that he is feeling bad. He might have enjoyed it and most probably, jerked off right now in the bathroom. Let me send him off and we can have fun. Would you come out now?
Gayathri: No, I won’t. I can’t face him now. Hope more or less you liked your gift. Advanced happy birthday again. Let me know once he leaves, then I will come out.

[unknown writer]

hen I went to the living room and my friend Subbu was ready to leave and said, ‘Bye’, but didn’t inform me when he would come back. He could not even see me in my eyes and left in a hurry. The moment he left, I called my wife Gayathri to come out.
Gayathri: Did he leave?
rakesh: Yes, you can come out.
Then I saw Gayathri leaning out her head to make sure he was really gone and slowly came out. OMG, she was still not dressed, and she was walking toward me. Her hands covered her pussy and her hair covered her boobs.
Gayathri: Surprise!
rakesh: Wow, it looks awesome. Nice trim, dear. So, this is what you are doing inside all this while?
She shaved her bush like an airport landing strip and the sides of it faded into a shape that resembled a diamond and it looked beautiful.
Gayathri: Did you like it? I wish I have done it earlier before Subbu saw my clumsy pubic hair.
rakesh: Don’t feel bad, you can show him again if you want.
Gayathri: You naughty, always finding opportunities to expose innocent me. Are you ready to fuck me now or not?
rakesh: I wish I could, but I already cummed out in the garden while I went to throw the glass pieces away. The whole drama was so horny and I couldn’t hold it longer.
Gayathri: Oh, poor dear. You did ask me earlier, I should have allowed it. Now, I am horny after the vibrations from the trimmer shave. Can I get it in the evening then?
rakesh: Ok, let’s go shopping. I don’t have a good dress to wear tomorrow. You also need a new dress for the party. You are not going to wear any panties today. If that is ok, I can take you shopping and also give you what you want.
Gayathri: What? I..I can’t do that.
rakesh: Why not? It’s nothing compared to what you did this morning.
Gayathri: Because my boobs will show through my dress and the whole mall will see me.
rakesh: Well, try your satin shirt on and let’s see.
My wife hesitantly pulled the shirt over her head and just like I had suspected, it clung to her body. Her large nipples were poking through the fabric.
Gayathri: I can’t go out like this.
Then I started to tease one nipple, pinching it through her shirt until she finally said –
Gayathri: All right! I won’t wear a bra, but let me wear underwear at least.
rakesh: Ok, wear a long skirt then. We will see later if required, you have to remove it when I ask.
Gayathri: No, I won’t remove. Because I’ll be so wet down there doing all these and you didn’t give me a nice fuck yet.
rakesh: You need to wear underwear because you can’t stop your pussy from getting wet?
Gayathri: Whatever you think. I will wear them or just quit the shopping idea.
rakesh: Woah! Let us not step back, we are progressing. It’s fine, you can have underwear.
Then we left for shopping. Her tits were bouncing under the satin shirt and one could easily make out she was braless. Her face was red with all the blushing. She admitted she was wet and this braless thing was even making her horny. She was biting her lips and swirling her hair from which I understood she needed my dick right away. Once in a while in the car, she was touching her skirt and adjusted the bottoms from the top of the skirt. I felt sorry for her.
Finally, I said as soon as we entered the mall, I will give her what she wanted. And she smiled back.
Gayathri: What do you plan to do? I can’t do it. The mall is not a safe place. What if we are caught?
rakesh: We will figure it out. Just follow what I say.
As we reached the mall we went on to check the common bathrooms with doors. No luck. There was a bit of disappointment and she asked if we could have done it while we were at home. I said –
rakesh: Sorry, it is too early to gain my erection back home. But I am ready now. Look at your shirt hugging your body. Did you notice the number of stares you were getting all along? Your shirt is becoming transparent with sweat all over. A lot of men already revolving around you pretending they are actually shopping. Some are following us, I mean you, from the moment we stepped inside the mall.
Gayathri: Ya, I noticed, isn’t it what you want? Just enjoy while you can.
rakesh: How does it feel to be braless in a crowded mall? Does it feel good? I can see your nipples are erect.
Then she looked at my eyes with a smile. They were my first responders.
Gayathri: Let us sit somewhere near AC. Let my shirt get dry.
rakesh: Dear, wait here. I will be back in a minute.
Gayathri: Sure, come back quick. A bunch of men just won’t give up taking a peek at my shirt.
As I checked around, I found a way to our problem. Then I came back to her.
rakesh: You casually go toward the restrooms and on the left, there is a door. It’s a janitor’s closet. I will join you in a minute after you enter. This way, we avoid suspicion.
Without hesitation or saying something back Gayathri just left to the room. Just before she entered the room she made sure no one was watching and smiled at me.
I couldn’t believe we were going to make out in the public mall. I also started cautiously making sure no one was watching us.
As soon as I entered the room, Gayathri took her panty off and showed it to me. It was dripping wet. Then I hung it over the ladder against the wall. Wasting no time, I reached under her skirt to cup her vulva with my hand. She inhaled sharply with my touch. She was hot and heavily breathing. Then I told her to bend over.
She grabbed the doorknob with both hands, kept head below her hands and her forearms rested against the door. Then she looked back at me and asked seductively to make her happy. In a swift, I lifted her skirt and took the position behind her. Then I lined up, pushed in, and slowly began to fuck the moist pussy. I bent over to squeeze my wife’s breasts over her already sticky shirt which felt so soothing. From satin cloth, a tweak on her nipples felt like they were almost popping through her shirt.
Gayathri: That’s it, baby, that’s it! Do me harder. See, you have no erection issues it’s the motivation that is lacking.
rakesh: Dear, I am close, Oh yeah. I’m close to cum.
Gayathri breathed, forcing the words out in between my steady thrusts. I drove it harder, and faster. She started to knock her head against the door and had to bring her forearms closer together to protect it. There was no doubt that anyone outside would hear that steady dull knocking. I wondered if anyone noticed us.
Gayathri: I am done doing it already.
With one long firm fondle of the soft breast with both hands the sloppy movement arrived. Then I released my cum inside her and felt a jolt of current down my spine with a shiver around my chest. Goosebumps all over. That was a good fuck we had in a while. Throughout the act, we both were sweating heavily due to the lack of air circulation inside
Gayathri: Oh dear, that was completely insane. You were a completely different animal today. I loved it and couldn’t hold my moans. I hope we are not noticed.
Then Gayathri turned toward me lowering her skirt. I was awestruck by how beautiful she was in wet shirt and sweat droplets that were running down wars her globes. The satin cloth clung to her body as a second skin. Her nipples and areola edges were clearly outlined. I wished she walked out like this and become the center of attraction.
rakesh: Let’s go out.
I was just checking my odds here, why waste an opportunity to parade my dear more? The night was still young.
Gayathri: Krish, I can’t come out like this. I would have at least if the bra is there. Do something now. It is not fair, dear. I did what you asked for. Can’t you just spare me for now? The number of eyes preying on my boobs might cause me a concussion. And you don’t want that at this point of time and we still have shopping left.
rakesh: Ok, can you promise that this will be compensated with some other tomorrow?
Gayathri: I agree, but please plan it again to make it unintentional. You know what I mean.
rakesh: Sure thing. Stay here I will go get a sweatshirt for you from the vehicle.
Then I went and brought the sweatshirt that I use for my jogging and Gayathri wore it.
Gayathri: Thanks dear, you saved my day.
rakesh: Don’t zip the sweatshirt, leave it open, and also unbutton some of your shirt buttons and let some part of cleavage pop out of it. It is not a big deal in this mall. This should be relatively simple compared to the morning, right?
Gayathri: Hmm that’s fine. At least I will get some air. Let me do that and viola there you go. Happy now?
rakesh: I will go out first and follow me in 2 minutes. And don’t pick the panty. It’s already wet and leave it here as a trophy.
Gayathri: At last, you made me a commando (No knickers). That’s fine as long as my skirt doesn’t blow up.
Then we both went on shopping. I got my new dress and we went to the ladies section of a top brand and asked Gayathri to pick a dress that should make everyone in the party spellbound by her beauty tomorrow.
Gayathri: Hello, tomorrow it’s your birthday, not mine, and don’t plan anything silly. Please take things slowly.
This was the moment I realized. No protest from her whatsoever I say. She might be enjoying this journey as much as I do. So I decided to let things go smoothly and let it sail along the direction of the wind. But I just wanted to ask her what she meant by saying, “Taking things slowly”. So, wasting no time, I asked –
rakesh: Dear, what do you mean by taking things slowly?
Gayathri: Hmm, what I meant was. Plan them and execute them in a controlled fashion, just like how you did this morning. It seemed like harmless fun.
She was all in the game. Now that I had a green signal. I could plan incidents instead of wasting time convincing her.
rakesh: Just to reassure, dear. Am I listening correctly that I just plan and you will do it?
Gayathri: Dear, I know what your dilemma is here. As long as I feel safe doing things. Just take things slowly and I would hit the brakes if required.
OMG! Yes, it’s the ticket to heaven or call it a golden pass whatever it is. My wife is now officially an Amateur Closet Exhibitionist.
rakesh: Listen Gayathri, I want to let you know how proud I am. You are such a beautiful wife who will do anything that pleases me. You coming out of your shyness and stepping into the fantasy world of mine is so daring and I bet no wife at least among a million wives will do this for their husbands. I love you from the bottom of my heart.
Gayathri: Thank you and I love you. Thanks to you in the first place you shared your issues instead of blaming it on your wife not being beautiful or not responsive as others do. Your openness made all of this possible and to be honest it’s a mutual arousal for us.
Gayathri: You might have noticed it already. Again, I am all yours and there for you. But just take things slowly no hurry. Don’t make me regret my decision to help you which can put us in the spotlight as outliers in society.
We continued shopping and selected a beautiful dress for Gayathri. She was hesitant to buy it initially, but later on, agreed while I convinced her this was the easiest and slow step into our journey. She knew to what extent that dress could expose her but still agreed to it when I assured her whatever it displayed would be just unintentional.
rakesh: It’s getting late, let’s leave, and let me call Subbu. We can pick him up if he is still in the city.
Gayathri: Ok, I wonder if he shows up after all that happened.
rakesh on the phone: Hey Subbu, where are you, buddy? Are you done with your work? I can pick you up we are outside at present.
Subbu on the phone: Yes, I am done with the work. I am about to call you. I don’t know how I can stay with you tonight, not sure about the situation you guys might be in. If you don’t mind, can you bring my luggage out once I call you when you are home?
rakesh: Dude, you are unnecessarily worrying too much. We don’t hold on to anything against you. It was just an incident and unfortunately, you were there. How come it is your fault? We are sorry you feel that way. You don’t need to stay elsewhere. Give me your location so I can pick you up.
Subbu: Are you sure about it? What about Gayathri? What does she think?
rakesh (before muting the phone): Hey give me a second. (rakesh to Gayathri) Dear, seems Subbu is still worried about how you are dealing with the morning situation. What should I tell him? I leave it up to you.
Gayathri: What do you want me to do? After all, it is your fantasy and I told you this would ruin your openness in friendship.
rakesh: It’s not ruining anything dear. Out of respect, he is just enquiring how is your situation at present. He is a little worried to show up his face to you. Would you talk to him and invite him home?
Gayathri: I don’t have an issue. Here, let me talk to him.
rakesh (phone unmuted): Dude, hello, are you still there?
Subbu: Yes, I can hear. What’s going on?
rakesh to Gayathri: Here dear, talk to him.
Gayathri: Hello, Subbu.
Subbu: Hmm, hmm, yes, yes Gayathri.
Gayathri: What happened in the morning is not your fault at all by any means. You were nice to bring shoes and a towel to save me from the situation. So, thanks to all that and now be a gentleman and come home with us. If you don’t mind, can you pick up dinner for all of us? I am tired to cook anything now.
Subbu before disconnecting the call: Sure, of course, I am happy to. And thanks for understanding, Gayathri. I was worried about how to come out of this situation. I am sending my location, see you guys shortly.
rakesh: Wow! You dealt with it like a mature woman. Let’s go get him.
While on the way to pick him up, I asked Gayathri if could she do something or the other that she was comfortable with, where Subbu could feel normal and not feel awkward.
Gayathri: If it gets him out of his misery, I can do it. Because, even I don’t want some awkward feeling while we are around.
rakesh: Ok then, once we reach him, get down from the car and give him a welcome hug as you met him for the first time today. That will make him comfortable. What do you say?
Gayathri: Ok, not a big deal.
We were at the location now. Gayathri got down took the dinner from his hand and placed it in the car’s back seat. She then with a big smile made the first move for a welcome hug saying, “I couldn’t receive you properly this morning. Let’s get in, I am hungry”. Subbu felt relieved. He might have a terrible day while not thinking about the scenes from the morning.
Then we reached home and quickly sat for dinner and Gayathri was the last to sit next to me. While she was about to sit, she removed the sweatshirt and hung it on the back of the dining chair. She didn’t realize that her shirt was still translucent with some wetness still around her breast which was hiding under her sweatshirt till now. Subbu was quick to notice as he was sitting directly opposite us. I didn’t bother to ruin the show and didn’t warn her.
Gayathri: Tomorrow is a big day. Lots of decoration to do.
Subbu: I can help. I am free tomorrow.
Gayathri: Thanks, I am glad you are here.
Before I went to bed, I just checked the footage from go pro. Guess what, I planned it and Gayathri improvised it. I could clearly see the glass jar was deliberately pushed down from the shelf with her fingers.
This explained why she did not resist anymore, she was totally into my fantasies. It was like she read my mind. And I thought that was the reason she was careless with her shirt being wet and transparent and she still removed the sweatshirt.
It all came down to one point I just needed to ask and she would do it and take it from there as she was comfortable with.

[unknown writer]

The next day, in one quick tap, I set off the alarm before it made a loud noise.
Gosh, it was already 6:00 am and it was my birthday and I woke up with a red eye. I should have slept better (thought to myself). The reason I didn’t sleep well was the haunting question that was running through my mind from last night. “Why did Gayathri deliberately push the glass jar so it breaks and she did not attempt to catch it?”. But I kept asking myself if she could do it or if she had her own fantasies just like me.
rakesh: Hey sleepy head, good morning! Wake up.
Gayathri: Many more happy returns of the day. Hope you have a nice day ahead. Go, get ready and wake me up once you are done with your shower.
Gayathri with a little smile on her sleepy face adjusted her hair and tied it in a bun and sat on the side of the bed looking at me. Her eyes followed me as I walked from bed to closet.
Gayathri: Did you wash your hair properly? Your shower felt quick.
rakesh: Oh is it? Maybe. No, wait, you are right. I am actually quick to finish the bath because I have something to ask. How does it feel now after the kitchen incident and mall, are you good?
Gayathri: I felt nervous but at the end of the day, it was fun for you which is all that matters. I know how good it felt from the quickie we had back in the mall. But I am more interested in learning how you felt about last morning.
rakesh: I liked it and actually loved it.
I thought it was now or never and I just went on to ask.
rakesh: I was just checking the recording last night which I set up yesterday for capturing our best moments.
Gayathri: A recording of what, dear?
rakesh: It’s just for memories, not a big deal. I wanted to tell you beforehand, but it will make you more nervous so I didn’t.
Gayathri: Ok, what about it?
rakesh: Would you mind telling me how the jar was dropped?
Gayathri: Actually, I was going to tell you after Subbu left for Bangalore. But since you asked for it anyway, I will tell you now. It was my adrenaline rush that took control over me at that moment. I don’t know what I was thinking.
rakesh: I can understand and can relate to it how it feels when the risk kicks in and things lose out of our control.
Gayathri: You do?
rakesh: I think I do understand that we can develop some feelings over time while we live out our fantasies or others.
Gayathri: Are you mad at me for showing him more than what you asked?
rakesh: Why would I be mad I would love to show you off. The question is, do you blame the rush feeling you got at that moment which exposed you more or did you like it?
Gayathri: I don’t know exactly, but a strange feeling took me over ever since you mentioned that he was eye-eating me at our wedding and I am also aware he was attracted to me from the day we met from his long stares.
rakesh: How come you never told me he looks at you that way?
Gayathri: Like every other girl, I just ignored a lustful preying eye looking for a chance to devour womanhood. I particularly noticed him because he felt out of the ordinary on our wedding day getting caught a million times staring at me non-stop.
rakesh: Oh, did he? Pervy bastard. But that does not explain why you have to take one extra step to please him more.
Gayathri: How do I explain? Well, here is the thing. I hope you can relate to it. Did you know that you have voyeuristic thoughts until you have experienced the Milkman episode?
rakesh: No, I did not. It was the key to a rabbit hole full of kinks I started to develop we both knew.
Gayathri: So somewhere you lost yourself completely when it comes to exhibiting me revealing clothes and you were at a point now asking me to bare all nude to a friend. Likewise, I didn’t know exposing myself to someone who is already dying to stare at me unlocked some kind of showing-off tendency in me. I feel strong itching in me when I realized I can cause big bulges in his pants. I hope you understood my situation.
rakesh: So, it seems if you knew someone likes to admire your body you get this rush in you to show more of you and enjoy looking at their erections?
Gayathri: I think so. That is what I can think of in my peculiar situation.
rakesh: I feel very thrilled that you developed some of your own exhibitive thoughts and I am totally with you. After all, that is what I am more interested in all along.
Gayathri: Since you are aware of my newly developed desire, how would you like to play the game? Do you think we should stop all this and go back to a routine like we used to before? Because if we do proceed further, there might be more surprises that we might run into eventually facing tough situations.
rakesh: I don’t think we will ever run into that situation as long as we are open and loyal to each other just like you told me now. I am hundred percent all in this game even if it means you wish to please someone you like physically.
Gayathri: What do you mean? I will never do that. And don’t even think of it.
rakesh: Hey, I am not asking you to do it. I am just reassuring you if it is even to that extent I would still be ok and devoted to you. I am just trying to prove my love to you, dear.
Gayathri: Good to know, but that was a bad example. Let’s focus on the day. Go check on your friend.
I laughed and thought how lucky I was to have such an understanding wife.
rakesh: Go, get ready and let’s have some fun with that pervy bastard. Let’s see how can he lust for you without getting caught by me. Can you tease Subbu to an extent where he should excuse us and go to the bathroom to relieve his hard-on? I will leave it to you how you do it.
Gayathri: Are you sure about this, dear?
rakesh: I am waiting. See if you can wear something we bought from the mall yesterday.
Saying that, I left. Gayathri went to take a bath. I got the leverage to push her further into it because now I knew she liked to have admirers now. Then I went to see what Subbu was doing
rakesh: Hey dude, are you awake?
Subbu: Hey, birthday boy. Happy birthday to you. Seems you are ready already.
rakesh: Ya, I am. What about you, getting ready? Seems Gayathri needs some help from you in decoration. Hope you don’t mind.
Subbu: Hey, I don’t mind. I offered her help yesterday if you remember. I am happy to help. Let me get ready.
This fellow face became bright when I mentioned Gayathri’s name. Seems he was excited too as much as I was, of course, both of us had our own reasons to get excited.
I and Subbu had a casual chat while we had coffee. Then I heard the anklets sound coming towards the hall. I kept my eyes wide open not to miss how she looked and what would be Subbu’s reaction.
Gayathri: Hey, both having a nice time? Do I have some coffee left over?
I and Subbu both were kind of awestruck with the beauty of elegance standing in front of us. She made sure she was not doing what we planned to look obvious. Instead, it was what a modern wife wears casually at home. She knew I was impressed already with the non-stop stare from me. I wondered what Subbu was up to. As innocent he tried to look away, he just couldn’t keep his eyes away while he pretend to be reading a newspaper.
Gayathri: Hello boys, I asked you guys a question. Why so silent?
rakesh: Dear, take the seat. I will bring coffee for you in a minute and Subbu, why don’t you give company to Gayathri while I reheat the coffee?
Subbu: Hmm hmm, yes yes of course, please bring her coffee. Good morning, Gayathri. What is the plan then? rakesh told me you needed some help.
Gayathri: Yes, I do. A couple of things actually. We need to…
As they continued to talk about decoration, I couldn’t help myself not looking at her blossoms even though I had seen them directly thousands of times. She had killer looks. It was a short sleeve knee-length dress in turquoise color, that runs multiple golden color buttons from the color bone and ends just under the bust. It was supposed to be a good outdoor picnic dress with sheer fabric as a top layer and a second inner layer of luxury satin that finishes the whole summer dress look. The satin which covers almost all of the dress except the shoulders was missing, and it was replaced by a very short thigh-length nightgown from last night’s shopping. The purpose we bought the nightgown was just for comfortable sleepwear.
The crochet style floral lace attachments at the top of the nightgown act as a bra, and white satin covers till hip length and with the same crochet style lace stitched as an attachment again with the hemline ending with wave patterns barely covering the ass. She left some buttons open just before the cleavage started to show up.
The noodle straps holding the top lace seem under heavy load, because as the lace stretches, it was not giving any support to her boobs. As a result, the lace became see-through because of the florals stretching as the weight of her boobs just suspended freely in lace with only straps as support without an actual bra.
At this point, I was not sure if my wife went commando (no underwear) or not. She did the mix-match of clothes very well and one cannot argue she did this on purpose because they blended well together giving a nice homely look as any wife would wear with sheerness as exclusion.
“Beep Beep” as the microwave signaled the coffee was ready to be taken out. I wasted no time rushing back to the table so as not to miss any show.
rakesh: Take the coffee dear and also let me know what I can help you with.
Gayathri: You just enjoy the show I am putting on.
rakesh: What?
I thought to myself how could she boldly say enjoy the show with a revealing dress? Did she forget that Subbu was right next to us? He could easily figure it out as he was not dumb.
Gayathri: Hello dear, why the question-mark face? I am talking about the Netflix show you started to watch.
There you go, my wife turned the plates right away. What a tease she was now. Well played. I could figure it out from her smile of course. Talking about the tease, I could easily figure out she was not wearing a bra although the nightgown material looked like it. At least, I knew she was not wearing a bra because of the lovely nipples protruding from the fabric and the areola brown patch fading towards the edges as the lace cloth canopies on top of the nipple tip.
Subbu might be enjoying the view. I wondered what his little brother was doing in shorts. Hope she got a peek at Subbu’s bulge for the effort she is putting in now. I should not let him go to the restroom to let him jack off at least till the beginning of the party.
Krishan: Ok, I will be here. Just call me if you need anything else.
I left to watch the TV and I could hear them talking in the dining room and also could see from where I sat. Once she was done with coffee, she asked Subbu to go and get the decorative items from the car trunk. As he left to get them, Gayathri in rather a low voice, just so that I could hear from where she was stirring in the dining chair turned towards me along with the chair pointing to me.
Gayathri: Dear, are you liking it so far?
rakesh: For sure. You are now full of surprises and I am excited. Can you undo some more buttons just so the boobs can breathe a bit?
Gayathri: I can do but you might have noticed the fabric is already breathable and I can feel the breeze from the AC sweeping in.
Then she undid two more buttons as requested which started showing a beautiful valley line between her melons. She jiggled her blossoms up and down with a naughty smile and began spreading her legs apart. While I was eager to check if she went commando or not, she quickly crossed her legs as Subbu stepped in with the decorative items.
rakesh: It’s not only me who needs to see what you are hiding under, right?
I spoke it a bit loudly so that my friend Subbu could also hear. Gayathri blushed and covered her mouth with a hand to hide the embarrassment.
Subbu: Here you go, Gayathri. This is all from the trunk. Let’s start it then. And what is hiding under what I need to know?
Gayathri: Hey, it’s nothing. He is just kidding that I was hiding his gift under some furniture. But I didn’t.
Subbu: Do I get to see it before he does?
Gayathri: I am not sure, ask Krish.
rakesh: Why do you need my permission? If you want to show you can, I have no problem. After all, you are the commander of the house and you are hiding it from us.
Gayathri’s laughter broke out listening to me saying, ‘house commander’ and Subbu had no clue that we were talking about Gayathri’s pussy.
Gayathri: Lol, funny you. Both will get to see the gift when the time is just right.
Subbu: Gayathri, what should we start first?
Gayathri: Let’s blow the balloons first. Here take this seat so we can split colored balloons so we can finish it quickly. There is only one balloon pump to use.
Subbu: It’s ok, you can use the pump.
Gayathri: Hey, I am fine. I got used to it from previous party setups.
Subbu: Ok, then.
Subbu got lucky Gayathri would inflate the balloons using her mouth which means lots of deep breaths which could cause cloth material to stick to the body even tighter showing more of her nipples clearly.
rakesh: Wow, that was a quick lot of accomplishment, I must say.
Gayathri: Dear, can I use your help for a minute in the kitchen?
rakesh: Yes, of course.
Gayathri: Subbu, if you don’t mind, please finish the rest that I have left out.
Subbu: Sure.
Gayathri: Krish, help me in the kitchen get the tape from the top shelf.
Then we both proceeded to the kitchen.
rakesh: Where is it?
Gayathri: Just pretend you are searching for it. I will take it out.
rakesh: Ok.
It was quite evident my wife was showing a good amount of nipples from this close. How come this fellow just sat rock hard without getting aroused, I thought. Then I whispered to Gayathri –
rakesh: Hey, did he notice your nipples? The dress shows your nipples elegantly and even I am hard.
Gayathri: Sure, he does. I saw him touching his groin. I think he is holding it tight between his thighs.
rakesh: That might be painful. What’s next? Do you have a plan?
Gayathri: No, I do not. Do you have one?
rakesh: Sure, I can make one. But how much are you willing to show?
Gayathri: How much do you want him to see?
rakesh: If you ask me, all of it. But what can you offer as of now?
Gayathri: What the hell! You want me to show him everything? No way, I can’t.
rakesh: Ok, how about an accidental upskirt? By the way, are you wearing panties?
Gayathri: What do you think? You didn’t buy me one yesterday.
rakesh: Holy shit. So, you are sitting there with no underwear all this while. Didn’t he notice it?
Gayathri: He is too busy looking at my boobs.
rakesh: Will do one thing. Let’s show him your ass first while I lift you near the wall in the hall and you pretend to arrange the tape for balloons to stick.
Gayathri: Are you sure about it?
rakesh: I am already aroused. Let’s beat the meat after this.
Gayathri: Ok, let’s go.
Then I told Gayathri she could use my help to tape on the wall as it was not reachable for her. These words alerted Subbu, not that he was not staring at her already. He was looking at us.
Gayathri: Ok, let me grab the tape pieces and Subbu can give me balloons one by one.
Saying that, she was really blushing. Her cheeks were pink in color due to it. She was wetting her lips and biting them involuntarily and said –
Gayathri: I am ready.
She grabbed some tape pieces and put them on my forehead for easier access. I made sure I lifted her carefully making her face toward me and just to avoid any suspicion from Subbu, I didn’t do the upskirt right away. After a tape or two were done, I moved a bit of the sideways to give her access to the next open spot on the wall.
Then I slowly lowered her a bit more while making the dress slide up a bit inch by inch. Subbu was standing just behind Gayathri and holding balloons as a good boy and he was just staring at her white milky thighs revealing further as we made progress on taping the wall.
It was one heck of a view I was having on my face. I was just in reach of her lace-covered boobs within reach of my tongue and Subbu was dangerously close to my wife’s ass. At any second due to my hand adjustments, the dress would be completely up.
Gayathri: Dear, I am almost done. How are you holding up?
rakesh: I am ok, just continue.
When it was almost time, Subbu had only two balloons in hand. I started taking deep breaths and making quick arm rearrangements so that I placed them in contact with Gayathri’s bare ass skin as starting point and dress over my hand and with force, I slightly lifted her further up. This caused her sheer dress and the nightgown inside to pull up. I hope I made it look accidental.
Two things happened at this point.
One: My friend Subbu was now having a close closeup look at my wife Gayathri’s bare ass. I knew he would like it because it was one beautiful ass. How was he stubbornly not touching already? If I was there I would bury my head in the butt cheeks.
Two: Gayathri screaming, “Put me down please, I need to adjust my dress, he can see, he can see dear put me down.”
rakesh: What is that he can see? Just finish the last one.
Gayathri: Krish, put me down my dress is dangerously out of place. He can see my butt.
rakesh: Shit! Is it? Subbu, close your eyes, man, what the hell are you staring at?
Subbu: Hey, I closed my eyes long back. I couldn’t say it because not sure how to alert you guys.
I knew he was lying, he was still staring. “Put me down now”, Gayathri screamed again. With that, I released my grip and suddenly, she lost her balance landing on her feet and falling back on Subbu. Since he closed his eyes just now he didn’t see this one coming toward him.
With force, Gayathri slipped onto him with her back. He also fell on his back in a chair right behind him with Gayathri landing on his lap. Wow, what an unexpected accident. Subbu’s dick might be brushed by Gayathri’s ass.
Subbu: Ahhhhh! Ouch! Shit! get up! get up!
Then he slowly lifted Gayathri sliding his palms under her armpits. Gosh, he might have felt her warm pits with his fingers What an opportunistic bastard he could have just told her to get up.
Gayathri: Sorry sorry! I slipped.
I signaled Gayathri with a wink to just play along since I noticed that Subbu was just trying to hide his tent and pretend he was hurt. If he was really hurt, no man can endure the pain with this ease.
rakesh: Hey dude, what happened? Are you okay? I don’t understand why you are screaming instead of her.
Gayathri: Shhh, Krish, let him breathe for a moment. I am sorry, Subbu. It’s your fault, rakesh. You did this.
rakesh: What is wrong with you guys? What did I do? Is this a prank or what?
Subbu: Nothing dude, I will be fine. I just need to use the restroom.
Gayathri: Ok-ok, go quick.
rakesh: Go dude as she says so. But what happened Gayathri, can you at least tell me?
I asked innocently as I didn’t know.
Subbu: Hey, please don’t ask her. I can explain, please excuse me for a bit, I will be back.
rakesh: Ok, come back quick.
As Subbu left the guest room, I broke my laughter saying, “What a performance just to hide manhood.”
I gestured to Gayathri for a high five but I could see her in tension. She was actually convinced that he was hurt.
rakesh: Hey dear, it’s ok, he will be fine. Your buttocks are soft as a cushion. How can he get hurt? If you are really worried you can examine it yourself.
Gayathri: Krish, be serious. He might actually be hurt.
rakesh: I mean, it hurts quite a lot. But I don’t know how bad it would be while having a hard erection.
I could see Gayathri was more worried than she should be. It was just ruining my mood now. Maybe she was genuinely concerned about him. To ease her, I told her.
rakesh: Dear, if it is that bad, any man would roll on the ground. They couldn’t even talk properly. But this fellow did wait here for a moment before he left and was still worried you would say something like landing on his penis. Let me go check. Relax!
Gayathri: Yes, please go check.
I went to his room quietly to take a look at what he was doing. In the bathroom, he was facing the toilet seat. Phew, as expected, no surprise. I knew this would happen. He was just masturbating, nothing serious other than releasing the pressure.
But, wait! He was looking at something on his mobile placed on the toilet flush lid. I slowly bent further to see what it was.
This dick head was actually a pervert. He just recorded what he was looking at back there. He was jacking off to my wife’s naked ass!
I took some steps back out of the restroom and called him out. He closed the door now and asked for 5 minutes. I knew he wanted to finish it off, so I left.
He might have kept the mobile recorder in his pocket it seemed like that from the angle of the video he was looking at. Wow, he was totally into her. I wished she also felt the same for him.

[unknown writer]

As soon as I left toward my bedroom to convey a message to my wife Gayathri that my friend Subbu was fine and he was in fact aroused, Gayathri asked me how my arousal was.
I said: I was already horny the moment he saw your ass. Did you like what you showed?
Gayathri: I am not answering that. It is almost time for guests to arrive. I will go get ready if you excuse me.
She didn’t answer my question but smiled and continued her makeup. Then I left to take a shower. By the time I got back, Gayathri was wearing the red blouse she was mentioning. Blouse indeed was one masterpiece in displaying her raw beauty to admire. The blouse featured a deep-neck design adding a bit of sensuality to the inviting cleavage along with short sleeves barely covering the edges of her shoulder.
The whole front was embroidered with cream thread and the same was carried out as an inch-thick strap holding both edges with a chrome metal connector when fastened it looked like a ring holding the blouse together. A cream-colored string running across the top of the shoulder completed the look with a touch of sophistication and elegance. Overall, for normal people, blouse looked traditional paired with a cream-colored lehenga and at the same time, it looked very seductive for guys who just love to see through the transparent lehenga mostly covering only one side of her boobs. The lucky guests started arriving.
We received all guests and every willing guest got a hug from her and I bet men enjoyed her warm hugs and bust on display and ladies were jealous of her boldness. She was liking the attention a lot, her face was telling it. What a tease she was now!
The cake-cutting and catered food were done in time and guests couldn’t stop themselves from praising my wife throughout the party for her hospitality and the beautiful outfit she was wearing. Soon, the guests started leaving and men didn’t miss the chance to hug her again and some even complimented her in front of their wives.
I bet their wives were jealous of Gayathri’s bold looks. Little did they know she had changed a lot from the last time they saw her. She was just inches away from fulfilling my fantasy to become a hot wife.
Then we quickly settled in the hall after some cleanup. Gayathri didn’t bother to change her dress and Subbu didn’t leave any chance to stare at her while she did the cleaning.
Subbu: That’s a short and sweet party you hosted, Gayathri. I hope rakesh liked it. I will go pack my luggage and have to catch my flight.
rakesh: I liked it, but where do you think you are going? Just stay over, we will have a nice time you, me and Gayathri together.
Subbu: I would like to stay over, but I have important things to take care of back at home.
Gayathri: Subbu, stay over please for him, if possible. Like he said, we can have fun here.
Subbu: It’s not about fun, Gayathri. It’s just that I have some unfinished business to take care of.
While Subbu hastily went to go and pack, I saw my plan was falling apart. This situation needed to be corrected. I quickly came up with an idea and went to talk to Subbu.
rakesh: So, you decided to leave? No second thoughts, we would like you took stay back.
Subbu: Dude, I am sorry, but I have to. Please don’t get me wrong. I promised a girl a date tomorrow evening.
rakesh: Hmm, I understand. How come you didn’t mention me about this last two days?
Subbu: I forgot to tell you, but now you know.
rakesh: Show me her pic.
I was sure he would not open his photo gallery because I would find out he had Gayathri’s video with him.
Subbu: I don’t have her pic, but will send you when I have one.
I tried to ask him politely but it didn’t work out. It was time to bring out the truth out of him because I highly doubted he didn’t have any date to attend, nor he had some important work.
rakesh: I know what you did this afternoon in the restroom.
Subbu: What? What did I do?
rakesh: I know you were jerking off badly.
Subbu: Sorry if that bothers you doing at your house dude. But you know, we all do to relieve ourselves now and then what’s the big deal?
rakesh: Fair enough, but what made you horny enough to jack off?
Subbu: I couldn’t control man you knew I saw something which I am not supposed to see. So, to save the embarrassment of my visible erection, I have to excuse myself from there for a while to keep it down.
rakesh: There you are spilling the beans now. I appreciate it, but why did you record her upskirt from this morning?
He ran and closed the door so that Gayathri won’t hear us talking.
Subbu: Sorry dude, I got carried away and was not sure what I was doing. Forgive me and I am deleting the video right away.
rakesh: You better do it before you leave.
Subbu: Sorry dude, I am in fact very scared you might find out about this. So I planned to leave without extending my stay. Moreover, after what I saw from the last two days, I need to relieve myself badly. I booked an appointment at the massage parlor hoping for a happy ending and then I’ll take the flight.
rakesh: You don’t need to be sorry if you have not crossed the line of recording her exposed ass. But I understand your feeling about getting relieved ASAP.
Subbu: Again, I am not sure what I was thinking while recording. And you didn’t mind if I jerked off? The video part is the only thing that concerns you?
rakesh: Jerk off is your personal thing. Who am I to question you? If it has to be done, it has to be done. No matter who you jerk for.
Subbu: That’s right, how would you know? I am sorry, but I am curious how your conservative wife turned out to be such a bold-dressing woman.
rakesh: I asked her to be modern and proactive. She tried dressing boldly, Now she got used to it and she likes it that way. And she plans to keep it that way to show me how much she loves me.
While Subbu was processing what we just discussed, my wife knocked on the door and left. I told him now to be a gentleman and try to stay back.
rakesh: Everyone has their own ways to satisfy themselves. You will only get to understand once you get married and get used to a boring routine. No matter how beautiful the partner is. It might not make sense now, but reach out to me later in your life if you need any advice on making your wife love you more.
Then we both came out and I hoped Subbu would not have lingering questions about Gayathri’s new outcome since he last met.
Subbu: I am staying back, Yay.
Gayathri: Yay, super, Krish. You convinced him somehow.
rakesh: Yes, I did. The idiot only agreed since I promised to take him to a dance pub.
Subbu was surprised that I mentioned a dance pub. I winked at him to play along.
Gayathri: Oh ok, dance pub it is then. I am stopping you guys but isn’t this setup at home the same as you get just like any pub?
rakesh: Come on Gayathri, it’s not the same after all. Let’s talk come to our room.
We left Subbu in the hall while we had a conversation in private.
rakesh: Listen, this fellow after looking at you naked and ass up close lost his mind and the more he stayed here he said he could not control.
Gayathri: Did he admit it?
rakesh: Yes, he did. He planned to go to the massage parlor to get a handjob and then leave for the airport. Now he agreed to stay back after I convinced him that we can go to a dance pub.
Gayathri: I see the issue. Poor fellow. So, why do you want me to come to a dance pub? Do you want me to be your dance partner?
rakesh: Thought you would like to go there with us. You can dance with him. I would like to see you dancing with him.
Gayathri: What are you suggesting here?
rakesh: Just give him nice company.
Gayathri: Are you not jealous of dancing me with him? Sure you want to do this?
rakesh: Since you didn’t bother to say no, I assume you like the idea as well. And why wouldn’t I like it when you like the idea? I am more than happy to accommodate you to him.
Gayathri: But, why a dance pub?
rakesh: What do you mean?
Gayathri: We can dance here at home and have drinks too. We can have more fun here. I will leave it up to you.
rakesh: Fun here. What would that be?
Gayathri: I will leave it up to you. I will dance with both if it is at our home.
rakesh: Alright home it is. But you convince him.
Gayathri: Ok, I will try.
Then we came back to the hall looking for Subbu.
Subbu: What did you guys decide then?
rakesh: Gayathri says she will not come and she doesn’t want us to go either. But she is more than happy to bring the same vibes as a pub at home.
Subbu: I thought so. Why would any wife allow her husband to visit a dance pub? Let’s just do time pass at home them.
Gayathri: Hey Subbu, why do you think I won’t send rakesh with you? He is making things up. I just said we can party at home.
Subbu: Sorry, I presumed wives wouldn’t like seeing their husbands enjoying ogling at girls in dance bars. Especially hot waitresses.
Gayathri: It is true wives don’t like husbands looking at other women sexually. But the other way around is fine. If husbands check out their wives like there is no tomorrow while they dance, it is much better. Especially when we get dressed hot for them.
Subbu and I looked at each other and smiled. We didn’t react for a while.
rakesh: Ok, start the music. Subbu turn on the home theatre and played DJ songs. I will get the beers.
Gayathri: I can bring the beers you sit back here.
rakesh: Why don’t you get changed into something hot you suggested? Don’t you think this long lehenga skirt is way too much for dancing?
Gayathri: You think so? What should I wear then? I have no pub wear.
rakesh: Not a big deal just get rid of lehanga and dance with whatever you have inside.
Gayathri: No way, that is too much of an ask.
rakesh: Hey, be practical. It isn’t something that he has not seen already.
Gayathri: Ok, I will think about it. But let’s start first.
Then we all cheered with beers in our hands and started dancing to a popular DJ song. I and Gayathri held hands and danced according to beats. Subbu was sitting on the sofa and watching us.
rakesh: Subbu, come on, dance with us man. Why are you sitting there?
Gayathri: Subbu, what’s the matter? Play some nice song you like then. So, we all can dance together.
rakesh: I know it must be the vibe. He is not getting the vibe he is looking for, I guess. Maybe he needs a booty-shake dance just like we do in pubs.
Gayathri: Then play the song that makes us shake our booty automatically. Just play ‘Shake it Off’ by TS.
Subbu was still not in the mood. So, I asked Gayathri to remove her lehenga to spice up the environment Subbu was looking for.
Gayathri: I will go and change into a skirt then.
rakesh: But why even skirt? He has already seen you in and out. Isn’t it much easy for you to just dance in your underwear?
Subbu couldn’t believe what he just listened to.
Gayathri: Alright, fine. But why would I be doing it alone? I expect the same from you guys.
I was quick to remove my pants and told Subbu to get rid of his pants or else Gayathri might change her mind. Then I played the song and started dancing before Subbu and Gayathri removed their outer bottoms.
I was shaking my ass similarly looking at the video playing on TV.
Gayathri and Subbu looked at each other hesitant to strip.
rakesh: Come on guys, the song has already started.
Both of them reached to the buttons and hooks that were holding their bottoms at the waist. Simultaneously, the clothes were set loose the only thing holding the garments up was their hands. They waited for each other to see who did the first move. I couldn’t wait long as I was already horny and with a gentle pull I lowered Gayathri’s lehenga first. It fell to the ground and Subbu out of shock left his hands free which lowered his pant to his knees. Both covered their underwear with their hands again.
rakesh: Come on guys, just step out of them and dance. We all are adults.
Then they came near me and slowly started making moves according to the beats. Gayathri now was only in her red blouse from morning and a sexy panty which was just enough to cover her ass mid-way and she was still covering her crotch area. Subbu standing aside was staring at Gayathri and making slow sloth moves. He was busy looking at her ass.
rakesh: How is the vibe, guys? Is it good enough now?
Subbu: I like it!
rakesh: Gayathri, what about you? Why are you still shy to keep your hands up and just dance?
My wife made sure Subbu was not watching her front side and pointed me to look at her crotch area and slowly whispered.
Gayathri: Dear, this panty is sheer at the crotch area. I forgot to tell you. It almost shows my pubic hair. I need to change. I didn’t realize the sheer part of this panty in a hurry.
rakesh: That’s fine, it looks sexy and only noticeable if we see it on purpose.
Gayathri was blushing hard her cheeks were reddish with all the smile she was trying to hold. I turned her around with her left hand lifted while she still covered her crotch with her right hand.
Subbu was enjoying her ass as she moved in circles. I wanted to see Subbu’s reaction when he noticed her crotch. But I wanted him to look at it this time with confidence. Then I turned her one last round and made her face toward my friend and crossed both her arms with my hands crossed on top of hers.
I started swaying her slowly from left to right while a romantic song was played. Her body stiffened and slightly crossed her legs while her right leg was tip-toed and slightly bent knee and her face looked down with shyness. My dick was poking her ass crack while I pressed it hard against her where she was leaving soft moans occasionally.
On the other side, Subbu was having a huge boner not caring to hide it at all. Once in a while, he was touching himself and just holding an empty beer bottle and not bothering to get a new one. Maybe he had FOMO.
I wonder if he could notice the pussy line tightly buried in mesh cloth. With the right dance moves and some stretching, the panty would show her majestic pink clitoris clearly. All it required was one good dance move.
rakesh: Hey dude, seems your bottle is empty. You both dance for a while, I will get him a beer.
Then I left Gayathri abruptly with Subbu while slightly pushing her close to him. Then she turned toward me and smiled with shyness and just stood there. She might be embarrassed, but I know she was also excited about what would it be like to dance with a friend of mine just in her underwear. I sincerely prayed that the ice should break quickly between them.
rakesh: Subbu, be a man and take her hand dude. She is standing there alone without company.
Subbu: Oh yeah. Yes, of course, I would like to dance with her if she doesn’t mind.
rakesh: Just take her hand, dude.
Subbu then lent his hand forward a bit while standing behind Gayathri. Gayathri looked toward me and blushed. At the same time, I could see she was rubbing her hands with nervousness. I smiled and winked at her as a token of encouragement assuring her it will be alright.
Then she placed her hand in Subbu’s hand and looked down not trying to make eye contact with him. The song playing at that moment seemed apt for a bachata dance. I knew none of us know the right moves. But the dance video on TV helped us to copy the moves.
As the video played, partners needed to face each other and look into eyes and hold onto each other at their waist. Wow, Subbu was trying really hard to mimic the same moves. The sight was simply superb to watch.
Gayathri danced with Subbu with no pants, and I was very hard at this point. Subbu’s erect dick in undies could not be left unrecognized, because she still kept her head down. His dick could touch Gayathri’s navel at any moment. So she kept her distance a bit back not to brush her tummy against his dick.
It was a dream come true for me watching them dance from the couch. They called me to join in for a fast-beat countryside song and we all danced crazy. We were sweating out heavily. But after a couple of dances, we decided to take a break. This time, all of us sat on the same side facing the TV laughing with heavy breaths and making fun of our dance moves.
rakesh: What crazy moves we did. I never felt so alive.
Subbu: Me too, dude. We killed it.
Gayathri: I haven’t danced like this before. I liked it, Nice workout, we should often do it dear. By the way, you dance well Subbu, unlike Krish’s sloppy moves.
Now Gayathri was not trying to cover her crotch and became comfortable even when Subbu stared at her bottom non-stop.
rakesh: Yeah, I like to take it slow. I can’t match Subbu’s energetic performance. He is all hyped it seems. Nevertheless, what’s next on our night-out menu?
Subbu: Come on, rakesh. I know you dance well. You are a bit high and taking things slowly. So, to catch you up, let’s have shots first.
Gayathri: Yeah, let’s have shots. But only me and you.
rakesh: Ok, carry on. I will wait for you guys. I am feeling a little hot in here even with the AC turned on. Maybe because of the dance we did.
Subbu: Hey, I will use the restroom.
rakesh: Dude, just don’t waste time inside the restroom. Be quick, don’t do anything stupid like noon.
Subbu: Seriously dude, keep your mouth shut. I will be quick.
Gayathri (laughed quietly and asked me after Subbu left): Do you think he went to the restroom to relieve himself?
rakesh: He may or may not. Not sure, I can only guess based on how fast he returns back. Why are you curious about his shagging anyway? Does it excite you?
Gayathri: I am not answering that, but I thought it excites you. This is what you wanted, right?
rakesh: Of course, dear. And I don’t mind you opening up to say what makes you happy as well.
Gayathri: Don’t be stupid to pretend you don’t know what makes me happy. What gets you more excited is where my happiness lies especially today.
rakesh: Please dear I don’t want to wrap it up yet. Let’s take it to the next level today. Ok, Here he comes back. It’s quick so I doubt he shagged this quick. So, the answer is no, if you are still curious.
Gayathri: I am not curious, dear. But thanks for your clarifying.
We both laughed as Subbu approached us.
Subbu: It’s a bit greasy face after all that dance. I feel good after washing my face with cold water.
rakesh: Yeah dude, my t-shirt is sweaty too. It might feel good just laying here just on our underwear’s right. If it is just us boys here, We could have removed our t-shirts as well to cool us off.
Gayathri: Hey guys, don’t you think it’s bullshit what’s being debated here. I mean, you guys are dancing in just undies for a while now. Where is this new courtesy of being shirtless coming from? Don’t try hard to be good boys and I don’t mind just make yourselves comfortable.
Yeah, that’s true. I removed my t-shirt then followed by Subbu making ourselves Superman’s just in undies.
Gayathri: See, that’s easy. Now, what’s the plan? More shots?
rakesh: Yes, we can do that. But dear, why don’t you go put on the lingerie we bought last night?
Gayathri: Why are we wrapping up the night? Do you wanna wait until we have a special night together as planned?
rakesh: No, why wait till the end? Just put it on and make yourself comfortable too.
Subbu: Do you guys want me to leave or anything?
rakesh: No dude, stay.
Gayathri: Why do you want me to put it on now?
rakesh: Why not?
Gayathri: OMG, you are asking me why? It’s because your friend is here love and the lingerie is simply not suitable to wear while friends are here. I mean, it’s too revealing. So, it’s a big NO and I am comfortable in this outfit anyway.
rakesh: Come on, dear. I mean you are already showing a lot of legs in the undies now. It’s just the top that needs a change and is not much more than Subbu didn’t see already. What do you say Subbu and do you mind?
Subbu: No no, I don’t mind at all. How can I say no to chilling with a beautiful woman in her lingerie? As long as you don’t mind making her comfortable just like us and she doesn’t mind putting it on, I am cool. I mean I will be a dipshit to say ‘No’ to see a beautiful lady like Gayathri just in her sensual wear.
Gayathri blushed at what Subbu just said and looked at me.
Gayathri: What is going on here? Krish, why did you bring it up and now look at your face all innocent waiting for my answer, this includes you too Subbu.
All were silent while she made her mind up.

[unknown writer]

rakesh wanted his wife Gayathri to wear her lingerie badly while his friend Subbu was with them. Find out how she was convinced to get rid of her blouse and wear her lingerie.
rakesh: Put your Lingerie on dear, please.
Gayathri: Lol, I can’t believe I can do this while Subbu is here.
rakesh: We are chill and good friends here. I trust him.
Gayathri: Yeah, that is the thing. We are really good friends and it’s awkward for me to do when good friends are around.
rakesh: Come on. You want to wear it today for me anyway, it’s just our own Subbu who happened to be hanging with us. Be a good girl.
Gayathri with a very innocent face said: I am a good girl.
rakesh: No, don’t give me that good girl look now. Alright, you are a good girl, I know. Now, be a good wife too and do it for me. No more second thoughts.
Gayathri: Fine, I will go put it on.
She was standing close to the hallway corner toward the bedroom and asked for my help.
Gayathri: I need help undoing the back of my blouse. Can you help, Krish?
rakesh: I am too lazy to reach you. Let my energetic friend help you.
She was laughing standing there and said: There you go, I am wondering why you were silent when I praised him and said you dance like a sloth. You never leave a chance to give it back, aren’t you? I am sorry for what I said, Krish. You are difficult to deal with when someone makes you feel inferior to others.
I laughed at her and told her –
rakesh: I am being serious, not for what you said. I am just being lazy. Do you want help or not?
She nodded her head as in yes.
rakesh: Then let him do it. What’s the big deal?
rakesh (to Subbu): Dude, what are you waiting for? Go help her. Do you need a special invitation or what?
Subbu: You always make things hard for everyone. How to do it, I don’t know. I have never done it before.
Gayathri: Just ignore him Subbu. It’s easy just twist the holding ring on opposite sides and release it and try not to look while you do it alright.
Subbu followed her instructions. The blouse snapped apart to the side upon twisting the ring. It slackened the blouse revealing her entire back. The only thing holding the blouse from falling apart is the string knot on the neck and her hand held against the blouse on the front. Then she ran into the bedroom in a zap shouting-
Gayathri: I told you not to look, Subbu.
Subbu was in a different world now. I was sure he was not listening to me calling him. He slowly made his way to the couch walking backward and sat beside me and kept his head toward the corner, waiting for her to return.
After a minute or two, she came back.
Gayathri: Shhh dear, I feel uncomfortable in this. I can’t come out.
Standing at the corner, I saw my wife feeling shy to come out. She was running her fingers up and down on the wall as she hid herself from us behind the corner with her face out trying to look at me.
rakesh: Come out now. Show me what it looked like on you.
Gayathri: This lingerie shows a lot, dear. I can’t come out while he is here. You come to the bedroom to see it yourself.
rakesh: Come on Gayathri, don’t be a bad girl now. He had seen you way more than this lingerie would show if you remember. Subbu, let’s give her place between us dude so she won’t feel uneasy by us directly staring at her.
Gayathri: Why do I have to sit in the middle?
rakesh: Do you want to sit alone in the other corner then?
Gayathri: No, I want to sit next to you.
rakesh: Then, come sit in the middle. I will stick to this corner only. You can ask him to move to the other side. But remember, he can see you easily from there.
Then she came running crossing her arms and sat between us. She might have realized that I won’t move.
rakesh: You look sexy, dear.
Her lingerie consisted of the same panty she was wearing earlier. It was paired it with a shelf bra that was barely holding her lower breasts and if she removed her hands, I knew the top half of her breast and most of her nipples would be visible from the sheer lace material. I saw she was wearing a garter waist belt with suspenders not fastened to the stocking yet.
rakesh: Dear, why are the fasteners not connected? Do you need help?
Gayathri: Yes, I do. it is my first time wearing this, not know how to do it all by myself. Need help or just leave it as it is?
rakesh: Hey Subbu, do you want to help her dude, to finish the look of the outfit? There are four suspenders. You do one side and I can do the other.
Subbu: Sure, I can help.
Gayathri: Krish, can you do the front side, please?
rakesh: Why so?
Gayathri: Just do what I say.
We started to fix the suspenders. Gayathri held her breath, stood up, and turned toward me while Subbu bent down behind her. Gayathri held her smile and looked at the ceiling as we worked on the front and back simultaneously.
Subbu said he never saw this type of lingerie in real life and he hoped that he did it correctly in the first shot.
rakesh: It’s just attaching strings to the belt, dude. Stop worrying and it’s my first time too.
Subbu once again up close to my wife’s ass, started to pull the suspenders from the garter belt down to hook it to the stocking. The attachment had to run along the ass cheeks. This meant he had to touch her ass while hooking it, no other option.
Gayathri: Krish, I can’t. Oh boy. His fingers touched my bum. OMG, I can’t do this.
rakesh: How can he do it without touching? You have to just stand still. Let him do it. He will do it quickly. Stop complaining about him. Poor fellow just doing what I asked him to do.
Subbu: I am sorry. I will be careful not to touch it.
I saw why she asked me to do the front. Her pussy was visible under the sheer material. It had a mushy look with some of her juices made it wet probably because of all the dance we did. I touched her pussy repeatedly to tease her. She widened her eyes and pushed my hands down saying she would do it on her own unless I didn’t quit touching her there. Both of us finished doing the belts and Gayathri asked if could she sit now.
rakesh: You just wore it properly with our help. Hop on the coffee table, and show us how it looks.
Gayathri: Do you want me to stand up on the table? No way.
rakesh: Please dear, what’s the fun in wearing it then? If it is not given a proper look by the audience.
Gayathri: It makes sense. But I only planned it for you and you insisted on buying this for me. You owe me after this. Okay?
rakesh: What do I owe you? It is my birthday gift from you anyway. Subbu owes you for being an extra person with us tonight.
Subbu: I owe you both. I think no dance pub can match this type of hospitality.
Gayathri: Fine, you guys decide later what I am owed.
Then she stood on the table.
Gayathri: Oh my gosh, how long am I going to be up here?
rakesh: Until our luck runs out.
Subbu and I both laughed.
rakesh: Come on, do some moves. Just lift your hands and make some moves.
She did with a lot of hesitation as we cheered for her. But she was doing it gracefully. Now was the time I wanted to test her limits. Subbu couldn’t stop touching his groin neither do I. Her bra was a real deal-breaker; it offers her beauty most passionately.
rakesh: Wonderful dear, you can get down now.
Gayathri: Thanks. Now I will go change.
rakesh: Why? You look sexy in it. Keep it on for the rest of the night, dear. Don’t you like us watching you? You are such a tease in this outfit.
Gayathri: OMG! Stop praising. I am already nervous because of you.
Subbu: Yes, it suits you well.
rakesh: See, now he also praises you. Just let it be on you for both of us.
Gayathri: Now, two bad boys in one room. I am even more embarrassed now.
rakesh: Come here, dear. Sit on my lap.
Gayathri: Why sit on your lap? Don’t be stupid. Give me some space now.
rakesh: What’s the big deal? I am not asking you to sit on his lap.
Gayathri: Krish, you are nasty. Don’t be silly.
rakesh: I am ok with whom you choose, but make sure you land on one of our laps. I am kidding, just sit on my lap.
Gayathri: I am done. I will go inside unless you quit asking me to sit on your lap. Just give me one good reason why I should sit on his lap while he is here? I have a lot of places to sit.
rakesh: I thought we could wrap up for the night saying bye to Subbu together. But you ruined it already.
Gayathri: Oh Krish, don’t act innocent. You and your nasty explanations. Ok, I will sit on you for a second for whatever reason it is. Then we will depart to our rooms. Clear?
I spread my legs wide with my groin pointing up inside my underwear. She slowly sat on my lap burying my dick down between my thighs with her soft ass. She felt the hard-on and gasped a bit. What fun it would be as a husband not making some naughty hugs while she was sitting on me.
Then I clutched her hand back while she lay her ass on my lap and it made her bust move high on the front leaving the nipples open to stare for Subbu to enjoy. She resisted for a while and slowly gave in to the way Subbu looked at her breasts. Maybe because her inner exhibitionist kicked in, I guess she settled in quietly. Then I started to kiss her back and she was moaning saying-
Gayathri: Dear, please don’t. He is looking at us.
I left her hands free to check if she ran but she was quick to pull her bra and hide her nipples. She was still sitting on my lap, I thought she would run.
rakesh: You ok, dear? I feel like you felt good sitting on me. Didn’t you? How does it feel while he is looking at you desperately?
Gayathri: I am not answering that. Let’s go inside.
rakesh: You are such a good hostess for him till now. Just continue being good. Why do you want to go inside? Look at him and how entertained he is. Can you sit on him now for a second? I would love to see you sit on him. Just once, please.
Gayathri: This is very bad. I am not sure I can do it. Yes, I am a good host. But what you are suggesting here is to make your best friend happy instead of you. Doesn’t that bother you?
rakesh: Come on, dear. Why would I bother further after what he already saw before and he even had a slight feel of your ass. And I am your husband telling you to do things. Things like this excite me you should have known by now. Just don’t overthink about him being present here as a friend we all are adults just looking for having harmless fun. Just remember our pep talk about mutual pleasure you did mention you will do as I say when the time is right. And now is that time.
Gayathri: Are you sure about this? You are sober, right? Do you really want me to sit on him? Hope you won’t regret this later.
rakesh: I am never this sure. No regrets later. I promise. Subbu will be a good boy. He won’t cause any scenes unnecessarily.
She actually thought about it for a while and said to Subbu –
Gayathri: Don’t even dare to touch me at all. I will make sure to kill you if you are overboard. (She gave a strict warning to Subbu.)
Subbu: I promise. It will behave. Pinky promise.
She laughed at Subbu saying a pinky promise and went hesitantly near Subbu. Then she told him to keep his hands away from her and slowly sat on his lap.
Gayathri: Oh my god! I can’t believe I am doing this. It’s like I am living in my husband’s dream.
Subbu admitted that her ass felt like some soft luxury cushion. He said he now knew what heaven feels like. Gayathri blushed really hard as she listened to Subbu’s excitement.
rakesh: Your words make her feel more shy it seems. Stop making heavenly comments dude. Come to reality, and have fun while you can.
Gayathri: I didn’t mean to interrupt you guys having some fun conversation with my ass being in his war zone. Is Krish’s fun coming to an end anytime soon?
rakesh: Almost done, I guess? How do you feel down there dude, having fun?
Subbu: You know it better. Since I am new to this game of yours, I don’t know how much fun is enough fun.
rakesh: You like sitting on him, dear. It seems his lap is better than mine. Warm and cozy maybe.
Gayathri: OMG! I am totally done, can’t get more embarrassed than this.
Subbu: That makes two of us embarrassed too.
Subbu brought his hands towards Gayathri’s hips making small contact out of excitement I guess. Gayathri felt the touch and bit jumpy now, but still sitting on him. She could have stood up if she wanted to, but pretended like she was waiting for my instruction. So to understand how she felt other men touching her intimately.
rakesh: Do you like him touching you like that and are you still doing OK?
She didn’t answer. She was hiding her smile from me with her teeth slightly biting her lips and eyelids half closed. Subbu said –
Subbu: Woah, dude! Her ass touches me a bit hard and a bit soft to my cock while she moves up and down.
(Oh my god. I would die for this ass a thousand times.)
Gayathri laughed a bit and couldn’t believe what Subbu just said. Subbu saying those words made me feel more horny and I wanted to masturbate right there. He couldn’t control much and also noticed Gayathri was a little vulnerable now.
He said: Since we are this far, do you mind me touching here?
Then, without her consent, his hands moved slowly up a little bit and touched her lower breast. Gayathri left gasps. He apologized saying if he was pushing any boundaries and gave a tight squeeze to her whole breast. Her eyes were wide open with nervousness about what just happened.
rakesh: Are you ok with that, dear?
She was also enjoying it but the reply from her was.
Gayathri: Huh, no.
Subbu: Alright, I will stop. I will stop.
Gayathri took deep breaths and laughed nervously with her hands hiding her face. But she was still sitting on his lap. So I asked her.
rakesh: Alright, didn’t you like it genuinely dear? Because I don’t mind you know.
She looked at my face with a puzzled expression.
rakesh: If you are saying no to me, believe me, I don’t care. I actually like him touching you. You be honest with yourself. Look at my hard-on, it’s hard as a rock.
I laughed a bit to show my interest further. She was thinking while still blushing.
Subbu: Is she blushing?
(I knew she was.)
We all laughed except for her being with a nervous laugh and she was staring at me.
rakesh: Sorry dear, if it is really uncomfortable, we can stop.
Subbu laughed and said: We can stop. Your outfit is sexy, to be honest.
Gayathri without getting up now shyly laughing listening to what we were talking about her outfit.
rakesh: It is sexy and you are still sitting on his lap getting comfortable, aren’t you? Did you start to like it now?
Subbu: Do you mind if I kiss your back a bit just like rakesh did? It’s very hard to control, not able to kiss the sexy back of yours.
Gayathri: I am not sure I can allow it.
Subbu was quick to kiss her back and neck passionately since she didn’t resist. Gayathri was now feeling the situation. The nervousness turned into excitement. She looked at me with her mouth open and released small gasps as he kissed her bare back.
rakesh: I see you like it, dear. There you go, good girl. Let him feel the boobs for a second.
Gayathri nodded her head as in no while biting her lips. But it seemed yes to me.
rakesh: Dude, feel her gently. She won’t say yes.
Subbu then pressed her right breast gently and said. Wow, that was really soft. Gayathri released a long holding breath releasing the excitement.
Gayathri: Oh my god. Oh my god. I can’t do this!
rakesh: See, it’s that simple. I think you are a bit turned on dear, aren’t you? I am turned on.
Subbu: I am definitely turned on a little bit more than you, dude.
Subbu continued to press both her boobs playfully. Gayathri liking it every bit now was still pretending she was doing it for me.
rakesh: You are a good girl. You are not doing anything bad. Don’t worry about it. And even if you do, you know I would say it’s me who asked for it. So, you are good and I am also ok with it. OK?
My wife nodded her head looking down with shyness. I took that as yes then. Subbu also got his answer and asked her if she was okay if he touched her nipples from above the bra and slowly. Without wasting time, he inserted his fingers inside the bra to feel them in the flesh. Man, what a tease it was to watch her face with sexy expressions and all that shyness. She was blushing covering her excitement with one hand.
Subbu: You still being that good girl?
Gayathri: Um..huh.
rakesh: You carry on, dude. She likes it. I can tell she likes it from where I am seeing her.
When I said that ‘she likes it’, she gave me a naughty look and made funny faces telling me to stop telling him how she was feeling.
rakesh: Let him reach down, dear.
Subbu: Can I?
rakesh: She is not saying anything, just do it, dude. She can stop if she wants to.
Gayathri gasped, “Ugh mm..” with Subbu was caressing her pussy just like we spread jam on the bread.
rakesh: Do you like touching your pussy like that?
She replied, “Hmm” with a nod. Her moans were getting bigger with Subbu’s both hand fingers trying to drill through the panty. Oh wow, now she leaned her head back resting on Subbu’s shoulder brushing his cheeks with her hair.
Subbu was now holding her with a hand right under her boobs and increased the finger movement intensity on her pussy. She now started guiding Subbu’s hand to where she wanted the pressure.
rakesh: Is she wet yet?
Subbu: Oh, yeah. So warm in there.
rakesh: She has really got a good pussy.
Gayathri made sounds like, “Iss huh..”
rakesh: You want him to finger you directly, dear?
She nodded yes without a thought. Subbu now moved her panty to one side and inserted two fingers straight in. Gayathri left a big moan and she had goosebumps all over and even me and Subbu got some.
rakesh: Oh man, this is escalating fast. You okay, dear?
Gayathri: Hmm huh.. Are you ok with this? Again, I am doing this for you.
rakesh: If you say so.
Gayathri: I am still a good girl.
rakesh: You are.
My wife gasped “uhh uhh..”with more fingers touching her pussy. She was enjoying it for sure. Sweet dull thud sounds came with every finger stroke touching the edges of her pussy. This was unbelievable
Subbu: Oh, wow. I can’t believe you are letting me do this, rakesh!
rakesh: You have no idea how much I am loving this. I fucking love it.
My friend stopped fingering my wife. Gayathri smiled quietly looking at me and adjusted her position on one of his thighs.

[unknown writer]

After Subbu fingered her real nice, I asked my wife Gayathri –
rakesh: Dear, you want more? I leave it up to you.
Gayathri: Yeah, let’s stop for a minute. I don’t really know I want more. You tell me.
rakesh: Good girl. Why don’t you touch him a little bit?
While we were talking, my friend Subbu again pressed her right breast really hard. “Ahhh” was her moan with her index finger in her mouth laughing.
rakesh: You want to stand up, maybe.
She stood up adjusting her panty back to where it was. Then I gave her a lip kiss pressing her ass cheeks. She asked me if I liked it.
rakesh: Can you feel how hard I am now? It’s big, dear. How hard are you, dude?
Subbu: Wow, don’t even ask.
rakesh: Dear, just feel how hard he is. Just feel it.
Gayathri: You want me to touch him and tell you how hard he is? No.
rakesh: Just feel it once.
Gayathri: No, I am not doing that.
rakesh: You just gonna say no to that. I mean he just fingered you.
Gayathri: So? I am not doing that. I don’t want to touch his dick.
rakesh: Lol. Dude, you want her to touch you?
Subbu: Yeah, if it is ok with her.
Me and Gayathri laughed seeing how desperate he was for getting touched.
rakesh: Just feel it, dear.
Then Gayathri touched his dick with one finger real quick.
rakesh: Is it hard?
Gayathri: Lol, yes.
Then I burst into laughter again, all of us actually. She touched it to feel it with her whole palm once again.
rakesh: There you go just grab it. We are good here. I am good with you touching him. Come on, dear.
Gayathri now held his penis over his underwear and got the real feel of his groin. She was smiling with shyness.
rakesh: Get it out of the underwear.
Gayathri: What! Are you crazy?
rakesh: Take off your underwear, dude. Let her see how hard are you for her.
Gayathri closed her eyes and tried to run away. I stopped her from escaping the scene and told her to take a look.
rakesh: Touch on the underwear does not count as an actual touch. It is not fair. He touched your pussy directly to feel the warmth, right? So, you touch him directly.
While Subbu got rid of his underwear, Gayathri now was looking at his thick cock, saying –
Gayathri: OMG, what’s happening here? Oops! It’s so big.
Then we all laughed.
rakesh: Now touch it, dear.
I gently pushed her near him.
Gayathri: Hmm, no. Do you want me to touch his bare dick?
rakesh: I do want you to. But you don’t have to if you didn’t like it even after seeing it.
Gayathri was moving her shoulder side to side with her hands running through her hair and inquiring me if I really wanted it. I nodded yes.
Gayathri now touched his dick and said, “OMG! I am sorry to admit this Krish, it’s bigger than yours.
Subbu: Wow, that feels nice. I can’t believe all this is happening.
rakesh: Guys, I will step back a bit. Carry on.
Gayathri now stopped whatever she was doing and just kept her palm down under his balls and looked at me and asked where I was going stay there.
rakesh: Relax, I am just giving you guys a bit of room. I will stand here and enjoy the act.
My wife quickly continued what she was doing earlier not taking her eyes away from his cock.
Subbu: I am not going to lie. I jacked off a few times for her. But, this is on a different level. Never even though she would hold my dick in my wildest dreams.
Gayathri: Huh ha. Did you jerk thinking about me? I thought you are a good boy.
Subbu: I mean you are such a beautiful lady. No one can resist admiring you. rakesh is lucky. And I thought you are a good girl.
rakesh: She is a good girl, but sometimes, a naughty girl just for me. Are you getting turned on dear touching him? Say you are a bad girl.
Gayathri: I am not answering that. And I am good.
Subbu: She is a good girl. She just won’t admit she likes mine, don’t you?
Gayathri: You too now, Subbu. I am not answering that either.
rakesh: Alright, can you do one last thing for me?
Gayathri: What?
rakesh: Just put his dick in your mouth for a second.
Gayathri: OMG! You have gone crazy. You definitely don’t want me to do this dear.
rakesh: I want you to. Please.
She looked into Subbu’s eyes and then mine and enquired me that did I really wanted her to do that.
rakesh: I do, I really do. I think you will like it. Give it a try. Dude, plead with her.
Subbu: I am not in my senses now from what I heard. I mean see..umm yeah hmm hmm.. I would really love her lips touching mine.
Gayathri: I don’t know. I don’t know dear this is way beyond what you wanted. Are you sure? He is like your best friend.
rakesh: Yeah, but do you see me complaining?
Gayathri said: Gosh! You never complain I know. But I still don’t think I can do that.
Subbu: Gayathri, I am just as shocked as you are now what he says. Dude, are you comfortable with this? You won’t regret it later, right?
Gayathri: Oh, come on. Nonsense. You say you are shocked too after fingering her. Rubbish.
Subbu: I honestly thought we would just go out or just dance and that is it. But things got slightly out of hand slowly as you insisted.
Gayathri: True, I thought the same too. Now, look at what is happening. I should have not listened to you in the first place. I know Krish, you will be mad at me later. You are telling me to do it now, but you will regret it.
rakesh: Dear, I won’t be mad at you. Actually, I will be mad at you if you don’t do it now. Touch it again, See, it is going down with us just talking. Don’t spoil the mood. Just put it in your mouth once.
Gayathri: Fine fine. I will if that shuts you up and makes you happy.
rakesh: There you are. Be a good wife for me. Just take it in your mouth.
Gayathri was now sucking Subbu’s cock like a Popsicle. That was hot to watch. Subbu was on cloud nine.
Subbu: Oh my goodness. She is really good at it.
rakesh: She takes it real deep in her mouth just pure pleasure dude.
Gayathri now not listening to what we were talking about. She was just enjoying her mouthful of dick. She was slurping in and out with tight suction. Subbu was giving her slight directions to move up and down gently placing weight on her head. He was enjoying it. Then with her mouth dripping with saliva, she said –
Gayathri: Ok, I sucked it. Happy now?
Subbu: Just that little bit? Can I get a bit more of it actually on my tip?
Gayathri: That is all you are getting. You might cum if I do more.
rakesh: Yeah dear, you already sucked it, just do it again do the tip.
Gayathri: You guys are pathetic. Alright, just the tip of it?
Subbu: You do what you want, just don’t stop it. It really would be a big tease for me if you stop it in the middle. I won’t lie.
rakesh: Just suck it for a while as you do it for me dear. Make us happy.
Gayathri: Alright, stop begging. I will do it for a little bit. But not all the way like till finish.
rakesh: Ok-ok. I didn’t say anything about finishing.
I laughed at myself. She continued to suck him hard and I watched her move back and forth on her knees sucking him off. Subbu just leaned back on the couch with his hands under his head enjoying the moment. Gayathri now started to lick his balls one by one and Subbu’s dick became stiff like a rod.
Subbu: Oh my goodness, she is good at this dude.
rakesh: It’s alright. That’s why I like to fuck her on the couch. She is good in this kneeling position giving a blowjob.
Then he touched her hair and she increased her pace. Subbu now controlled her stroke speed by pulling her hair a bit when required.
rakesh: Do you like him touching your hair while you suck him?
Slurps.
Gayathri: Um huh.
Slurps.
That was all she could answer with his cock inside her mouth and her saliva dripping to the sides. It was a slippery slope all over his cock. While the action continued, I went behind her and touched her pussy from the back. Gosh, she was all wet down there. OMG, that was fucking amazing to watch. I continued to touch her pussy. The blowjob became faster and faster with every second.
Subbu: Oh my god, I got to cum soon.
Gayathri: No-no, please don’t. Not in my mouth.
rakesh: Relax, just let him cum. Not a big deal. Make sure you remove it dude at the last moment. She doesn’t like it much.
Subbu started to cum a bit on Gayathri’s lips and soon, he dripped his cum on the floor while she still stocked him. Gayathri went back on her knees a bit further to avoid cum falling on her.
rakesh: See, that’s easy. Now all are happy.
Gayathri: Yuck. That’s a lot of cum you released.
rakesh: Go wash your face up dear. You did an amazing job.
Then she went to wash her face.
Subbu: Aww, that’s a heavenly feeling dude. She is absolutely good at what she does dude. Would love to get it again another time if you may allow it.
rakesh: We will see how she feels going forward. Glad you liked it. I enjoyed watching you guys.
Gayathri heard this conversation leaning over the wall before entering the hall.
Gayathri: All right, no one is getting anything later. It’s a one-time thing because Krish wanted me to do it. I just proved to him how much I love him.
rakesh: Ya he had fun. Did you hear him? Now will you let me have fun?
Gayathri: Anything for you, Krish. Let’s go inside.
rakesh: We can. But did you notice he is already hard again?
Gayathri: What? Hard already, stop doing that? Get yourself dressed, Subbu.
Subbu: Ok, let me get dressed and go inside. Thanks, Gayathri, and thanks, dude. I am not sure whether I can thank you guys, but it’s the least I could do now.
rakesh: Dude, just stay, you just sit there like that and watch us having fun. I hope you will like that too.
Subbu: I get to watch too? Wow, that’s interesting.
Gayathri: Krish, what’s happening? Let us go inside. Don’t be stupid.
rakesh: Let me remove my underwear too. I and Subbu are even now. Now, remove yours. At least, remove your panty so that I can fuck you.
Gayathri: OMG. You can have it inside. Why do you want to do it here? I can’t let him watch us doing sex.
rakesh: Why not? Haven’t you seen him naked? Now it’s his turn and I am only asking to get rid of the panty.
Gayathri: Why do you want him to watch us?
rakesh: Because it makes me hard enough to fuck your brains out you know.
Gayathri laughed and thought she might get a good fuck after all this excitement. Finally, she gave in.
Gayathri: You want to take my panties off? I don’t know. That’s like totally different.
rakesh: We all know we are having fun. Dude, do you want to see her without panties?
Subbu: Yes, I do. I want to see what I touched. After what I got from her, I am ready to have whatever she can provide.
rakesh: Let’s see that pussy. Remove it, dear. Show it to my friend.
Gayathri: Fine, if you insist. I can’t believe I am doing this.
Then Gayathri removed her panty and covered her pussy with her hands and sat on the sofa blushing hard.
rakesh: That’s not going to help. Remove your hands and let us have a good look at it.
Subbu: I am waiting.
Gayathri: I don’t know I can show my pussy to your friend.
rakesh: He has seen it already from a distance. It’s just he is close now. Give him a view of your good shaved bush.
Gayathri: Stop it. I will show you.
rakesh: Come on, you shaved it right after the incident hoping he didn’t see your jungle, right? Now it’s time to show him what trim you made.
Gayathri: OMG, stop. I shaved it because I want to. Not because for others to enjoy.
rakesh: Whatever, just show it. Remove your hands and spread your legs.
Reluctantly, Gayathri showed us her shaved pussy.
Subbu: Oh wow. That’s a beautiful pussy there.
rakesh: Yes, she is great in maintaining her hygiene there.
Subbu: I see it. Just see how hard I am again just looking at her pussy.
Woh ho ho. That was bigger than before it seems.
Gayathri: What? How? You just cummed five minutes back.
Subbu: I have never seen such a hot pussy before.
rakesh: True. Dear, see how much he likes you already.
Gayathri: What the fuck! It’s really big. You also seem very hard.
rakesh: Dear, what do you want? Tell me, you have two options him or me.
Gayathri: I don’t know. Maybe start with licking mine. Honestly, two dicks making me feel hornier now.
rakesh: Alright! To keep things simple. Subbu lick her pussy to orgasm and I will give her a fuck next.
Gayathri: Dear, are you sure you want him to lick mine?
rakesh: Sorry. Do you want him to fuck you?
Gayathri: No-no. I am asking if you can do both and he can just watch if he wants to.
rakesh: Just see how good he is with his tongue first. OK?
Gayathri smiled and leaned back on the sofa spreading her legs. I told Subbu to go ahead. He straight went on to insert his dick in her. Soon, she moved away saying –
Gayathri: Hey Subbu, you can’t fuck me. You are only supposed to lick it. I can’t take the risk of getting pregnant by you.
rakesh: Yeah dude, are you nuts? Just lick, not fuck.
Subbu: Sorry. I couldn’t control it. Okay, just licking.
Then Subbu started licking my wife pussy like an ice cream. I was watching her from her top into her eyes while she moaned and begged him to stop it because it was too much pleasure.
Gayathri: Ahh.. huh.. omg omg.. I am close to getting my orgasm. Ahh.. ooh fuck.. this is insane. I am done. I am done, stop it, stop it. That feels nice.
rakesh: Dude, move, now let me fuck her.
Subbu: Ok-ok, please go ahead. It’s so wet down there. Enjoy.
I started to fuck her in the same position and she was enjoying my thuds like she had never felt. Unfortunately, I couldn’t make her cum a second time because I was too horny to fuck her long enough. Then I cummed inside her.
Gayathri: Krish, I need more, please do something, don’t stop. Fuck me please harder.
rakesh: Sorry dear, I came already. I might not satisfy you more. I can provide him with a condom if you allow him to fuck you. See how hard he is.
Subbu: Don’t worry, I got one ready with me.
Gayathri: Sorry Krish. I want some dick now. Can you help me?
rakesh: Subbu, go get it man. You got your green signal. Come on fuck my wife, touch her as you lusted. Make her happy.
Subbu ran to his room and came back with a condom on and started licking her again for a while and started to insert his big dick inside.
Gayathri moaned really hard because the big dick penetrated inside her pussy pushing her pussy edges to the sides making her feel every bit of his cock inside her.
Subbu: Omg, it is so good. Do you like it, Gayathri?
rakesh: She won’t answer. Sure she does like it.
Gayathri just moaned loudly and she rubbed her hands on her boobs and circled her nipples while she dragged her bra down making us look at her hard pokies. I volunteered to unhook her bra and removed it completely.
Then I started kissing her while he fucked and soon my dick started to gain traction again looking at her red face glowing with pleasure. They rocked back and forth and moans were high-pitched with every stroke.
Subbu wanted a different position and turned her in the doggy style and started to pound her pussy real hard. She was enjoying it every bit while he caressed her boobs down under.
I was standing close to her face with my semi-hard dick sitting next to her. Then I started to masturbate while they fucked. The funny thing was, I came again before Subbu finished his second and I saw he was not stopping any time soon. He was a real bull. I was happy that Gayathri’s first stranger dick inside her was not a disappointment.
rakesh: Dude, you can use my bedroom if you want. Try a missionary position. She likes it more.
Gayathri: OMG, Stop giving the tips on what I like Krish. You are making him crazy. Especially while he is drilling me hard. Ughh ugh..
I told them I would make the bed ready for them while they continued their fun. Then I placed my hidden cam to make memories. I told Subbu that the bed was ready.
Then Subbu lifted her with his hands making her face and hug bare chested with their nipples touching each other while his dick was still inside and took her to the bedroom. I followed them with a foldable chair where I could sit and watch them comfortably masturbating if possible. Then they started in a missionary position.
rakesh: Yes, fuck her, dude. Give her the pleasure of your big dick. Make her beg for the same every time you visit her.
Gayathri: Krish, stop it, hmm. He is getting more.. ohhh.. oh… ugh.. aggressive with your encouragement. Honestly.. ahhh ahh.. shit.. oh fuck.. I like it. But it’s too much at the same time.. ugh.. I am not sure I can take it much longer.. errrr auh.. Please cum, Subbu. Do what you want with me.. ugh.. make sure you cum fast.
Subbu told her to lay down and from the top now he inserted his dick again without thinking further he said. He loved her side boobs from her blouse on our marriage day. He saw her ass sway beautifully from a distance whenever she walked and told her he was lucky to have her like this even after she was married.
Saying that, he started to suck her nipples and bit them once in a while he fucked her from the top. He motorboated her soft melons. It was true bliss to watch Gayathri getting fucked by my best friend. Gayathri moaned with every stroke and loud thud sounds increased more and more as the sweat layered on their thighs from the burnout.
He was now french kissing her which she was not resisting and she lifted her above her head giving him a view of her shaved armpits. Subbu took advantage of licking her armpits. Little did he know it would make her feel more horny and sensual during the fuck sessions with me. Both were enjoying the night like never before and soon he cummed while kissing her. Meanwhile, I cummed again watching them.
Gayathri: Holy shit! What just happened? It all feels like a dream. God, he is good at the bed. I feel a bit of pain, but at the same time, pleasure too. This is unreal.
rakesh: I knew you would like it.
Gayathri: Well, how are you feeling, Krish? Are you satisfied that your wife fucked hard by a friend? I almost went into a coma for you.
rakesh: It feels so good, I can’t explain it in words. Glad you also enjoyed it.
Gayathri: Yes, I did. Hope your friend liked it too.
Subbu: I am tired as hell of making sure you like it. Thanks, both for letting me have fun. Thanks to you Gayathri especially. You are a true beauty to be just enjoyed only by Krish. Glad you let me have you upon his request.
rakesh: Guys, I only know this will be real someday, and wanted to give it a try for a long time. See, now all of us liked it. You never know until we try.
I kissed Gayathri passionately telling her how much I enjoyed it. We all were now too tired to get up and clean ourselves so we slept naked on the same bed with Gayathri in the middle. We slept tight.

[unknown writer]

you want to continue gayatri and rakesh adventures..??
with different persons.

[unknown writer]

Writer lost his erection

[unknown writer]

This is low-key one of the best stories I've ever read in a while!

Not really a big fan of wife sharing kind of stories, but honestly after I read this, have to say one of most erotic things written here... never jerked off like this in a while, reminded me of times of Krish's stories.

If you could please make a comeback that would be fantastic!

There's still milkman and other 'guests' that came to party, who are desperately waiting for next action. ;)

thnx man