Adultery Jyoti's Journey of Transformation

[sanjaimanju90]

Chapter 1

Hi, I am Sid, short for Sidharth , my real name. I am from India. This story is about me and my wife and our lives. My wife's name is Joy, short for Jyoti . Let me start from very beginning. I belong to a family from Northern India.

I did my engineering and was working for an IT company which after 2 years transferred me to USA. I was to work for 2 years and to be brought back to India but while I was there I got the hang of things and I liked it there.

Many things like culture, freedom, Open minds, Living standards, importance of enjoying life rather than always being in rat race and most importantly money was what attracted me most. I saved so much that all my families' debts and loans were gone and I built a good house for my family back in India.

Then after these 2 years when I was called back, I found another job in some American Company and left my Indian company for good and choose to stay here for more. After working for another 4 years I got good recognition and promotion and became close to my American Boss who supported me a lot. I was well settled now financially as I saved a lot while leading a good bachelor life.

My family on the other hand was now started pressing me for marriage and were very worried thinking if I get married to a foreigner girl who will be far away from their culture and understandings.

Well 1 more year passed and I turned 30 and were to return to India for holidays. I also thought that now is the right time to settle down in life. Well as I reached home where my parents and relatives gave me a plethora of options to choose from many local girls and ample of Photos to look at.

Spending so many years in America, I also felt it a bit weird now although I am aware of the tradition. I felt shy talking about it infront of my parents about which girl to choose. All were educated, some at local colleges and some from major universities of India.

My parents knowingly selected girls who were traditional and conservative to look at, though we have ample of very modern, women centric, convent educated fashion savvy girls but my parents can't even dream of some girl wearing a jeans and top standing next to me.

I thought let's do it and choose few after which I will go to their houses with my family to meet, see and know the girl and her family. It's a big occasion for Indians. So the hunting starts.

I went and didn't find any to my liking but then I met a girl. When I 1st saw her I thought- here we go again, the painful process of rejection starts(who knows, I was also being rejected by earlier one's) but after sometime I was beginning to feel a bit of positivity but still unsure. She was a bit tall though, around 5'6", which is good because I am 5'11" myself.

She was wearing a very regular and conservative dress called Salwar-Suit which was of loose fitting (tight clothes in India is not normal). Her hair was around her lower ribs, very thick mane of black.

She was fair, her eyes were big and hazel, her nose were pointy and her overall personality was very innocent kind. She was very shy as all girls are here- at least on the day when they are being seen as potential bride.

She was not thin and can't be called fat too, somewhere in very right frame. She was studying in local college. Her mom said she is very good in cooking and other homely works.

She also said she is good in studies and singing and arts. My parents were also got very interested, more so when they saw me giving some positive gesture to their talks. They started showing me their family album which was filled with her images from last 5 years.

She also had a younger sister of around 2 years. They both were wearing same type of dresses in all the pictures and on all the occasion (even their college & college uniform were the same dress).

I being a IT person settled in foreign was a valuable entity in the field of match making and they were ready to give some dowry (though they were not that well-off) which my father asked, but I completely rejected the same and said I will marry only on condition of no dowry what so ever.

I saw the girl eyes lit up and at that moment I thought I made a 50% mind of marrying her (Why 50, I am a normal person who hopes and thinks the next shop has better products where I was due to go).

We got alone time to talk which I accepted 1st time and asked about her likes and dislikes, she was very regular Indian girl without any extra ordinary expectations and likes. She didn't asked anything even I asked her to ask any thing. She talked about her house and her sister and family, looked like she and her sister were very close.

I also asked her if she had any special friends (has to be discreet here to avoid being offensive) and she gave a small laugh as if mocking me and said it's not what her parents and she likes. Our time was up and we left.

After seeing some more girls I said to my parents enough and wait. They pushed me and one day in the heat of moment I said okay to marry the same girl. Her name is Jyoti. So the dates were decided for engagement and we met at our house and exchanged ring in presence of our relatives.

I was happy that I satisfied my parents but was very unhappy that I was still unsatisfied because I wanted my partner to be modern, free thinking spirit like me and up to my standards. That's Life.

I returned back to USA and gave this news to everyone around me. One day while having a weekend party I told my friend about my doubts about marriage and partner.

He was from California. He told me women are very sensitive and soft and relationship with husbands evolve them to be better in life and many times they find something inside that they never thought existed.

You need to be just good husband. It really lifted my morale and I started thinking about telling her to become more presentable, so that I can face my friends with her and learn a bit English so that she can speak without embarrassing me.

Learning about my marriage, my boss offered me a long leave, more than I applied for (he saw some programme about big fat Indian wedding and thought it's the same kind of affair and got very excited talking about it, don't know why?). I gave him the invitation card and he was very grateful for that.

Okay so I was off to India and was about be married to a girl I met once but now I was happy because I was confident that I will deal with everything what life has to throw at me. 3 months after my engagement I got married, it was a very crowded affair with all the flavours of Indian wedding minus the big & fat part.

She looked beautiful in bride's getup and 1st time I got convinced I made the right decision. Though we have not spoken about me taking her to US now but that was kind of unstated fact. They say a lot about 1st night but I think it's overrated. We took in 2-3 days of non-stop traditional ceremonies to get married and both were awfully tired, moreover ours was arranged so it slowly evolves into erotica (which has its own fun).

We talked a lot, I kissed her forehead and hands. Lip kiss in India is as close to 3rd base so we thought let it simmer. After 3 more days of endless traditional practices we found our peace and time to relax (Whooooo! Marriages in India never come easy).

We had a short trip planned to Kerala and Goa of about 5 days in coming week and we started preparing for it. I also started preparing papers for her Visa application.

One day in the morning she was wearing a beautiful saree after taking a bath, her hair was wet, her hands were full of mehndi (kind of temporary Indian tattoo applied to married women), her ears and nose were pierced and were having golden jewellery on them, her neck was having a golden chain and locket with black beads called Mangalsutra, her back was donning a golden thin chain, her ankles was having silver anklets and her feet fingers were having rings.

The sari was silky red and black and she looked very gorgeous. I got shocked to see her like that and her eyes and smile took my heart. I called her and told her that I love the way she looks and told her to never take out these jewelleries away, I want to see her wear them every single day.

My mom and dad and were very happy as they got an ideal daughter in law.

It was the day we left for our so called honeymoon. We had to catch a flight from Delhi to Kerala. I asked her do you intend to wear sarees all through the trip and she said yes without thinking much about my question.

I lived in America for so long, I studied in engineering college, I never been with anyone apart from my mother who wears saree everywhere she goes, so it was kind of odd for me too. I asked her what about goa, are you planning to wear saree even in that weather.

She said yes without blinking an eye. I thought to myself - patience is the key.

We reached Kochi, Kerala's capital city. We were booked in a 3 - star hotel in the heart of city.

We reached hotel and relaxed with bath and food in the afternoon and went for shopping in the evening. I took her to mall and ordered her to shop for herself some clothes to use in this trip, and like well programmed software she started executing and instinctively entered a saree showroom.

I caught her hand and laughed at her with love realising the innocence and asked her to follow me.

I searched for a casual wear shop and took her to a ladies section. She was now shocked and was looking very tensed and said she has never wore such a thing and she will be very guilty if she does.

She was scared of her parents and now my parent's opinion on her after they know what she did. She behaved as if she is asked to get naked on a stage.

I took her in my arms and kissed her forehead. I said she is beautiful, innocent, respectable, and honest from within and no matter what she wears will not change any of this.

I also said that she is my wife and if I don't have any problem then what is her problem. I urged her to open her eyes to the world and look beyond conservative thinking and be practical, wearing a saree on a hot day is so damn uncomfortable when you have so much outdoor activity to do outside.

She suddenly realised she is in public place and she tried to go away from me and looked here and there. Though there were people but they were not even paying attention at all and busy with themselves.

She suddenly had a thinking face and suddenly looked like a spark went off in her brain. She looked at me and said ok and said she agrees on what I said.

I was very happy and thought that she was a gem who understands me. I took her to stalls and selected top for her, white, yellow, orange, all with cut sleeves cotton with V necks.

She was not saying anything and I just took it without too much worrying about sizes because I thought I got it. We then moved to jeans and I purchased a low waste type figure hugging jeans and skin tight leggings of stretchy material.

I took this opportunity to buy a jean short and tank top and she just got exploded and said what you are buying. She just realized that she just reacted to me while I was doing shopping for her and backed away.

She then came and said, she can't stand with me while billing for these items as biller will think otherwise of me.

I said, dear! You are my wife and we are lawfully married couple, anything thing you do with me and with my permission is fully acceptable. You stop worrying and start living.

Can't you be just happy for yourself? You have bought your 1st pair of jeans today at the age of 28.

She stood with me bravely and the man at the counter was having just another day at work and ignored our stuff like it was not even there.

I smiled at her after paying and went back to the hotel. She was now very happy and I felt she was having butterflies in her stomach.

I order us some early dinner as a room service and said to me wife to show me the purchases. She said why? As if I asked her to cut her fingers and serve me in a plate.

I told her I bought these items for you and I want to see it fits or not otherwise the money and time will go to waste. She nodded yes to my argument and went to the bathroom to change.

After 5 minutes she called back and said she was sorry, the sizes are wrong and our money and time got wasted. I told her let me see and she said plain no.

I said dear, I am your husband and we need to be very close with each other please be practical. She said okay and opened the door.

My eyes fell from my socket and my mouth remained open so much that she waited for my comment but after hearing nothing and only my stare. She felt bad and went inside again.

I again asked her to come out and said sorry for my behaviour. When she came out, I was fully confirmed that I married a bombshell. She wore a yellow t shirt and blue jeans and my god!! I took the right size, now I know her size, she was at that time around 36DD (I strongly suggest to google search for Jessica Kylie).

I said to her she is my queen and she is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen.

She got filled with joy and also started blushing. Now let me describe, she wore the top which was very tight and her boobs were standing tall in them, it was coming out of her chest like a rocket but they had just enough swing to them.

Her top stopped at her belly button and her jeans started 3 inch below her belly button where her creamy white colour was visible, probably never saw any light.

Her jeans fabric was stretchy and thin and hugged her like a glove.

I step back and saw the gem again and got mesmerised again, this time I was really amazed because of her ass, the small of her back was really small and her ass flared up as if it was fitted by a sex crazy ass loving man and not by god.

Her real measurement that is now known is 36DD 28 38. She was like a curvaceous queen, a full voluptuous woman as if directly coming from those hip hop videos. There was a figure which was hidden all these years from the owner itself.

I hugged her and felt myself getting extremely hard and started kissing her all over and started pawing her ass and back. This made her very excited and she kissed me back but with closed mouth.

1st kiss. We go away from each other and I saw something pointing out of her top, her nipples got hard. I took her hand to bed and made her sit down and said wait, went inside the bathroom for taking a gel to reduce friction because of her 1st time( well advised) and started removing clothes to put cream on my shaft.

And it happened, doorbell rang and our food came. I couldn't go out with a big hard on and cream all over my penis, so I asked Jyoti to take the food, she did not replied or stood up, kind of frozen and the bell rang again.

I asked her dear don't be shy, this is your test because you will wear this from tomorrow anyhow. She said no and said that she thought we are going to change for the sizes. I said you are looking absolutely great and there is nothing wrong with your dress.

Go ahead.

She started and slowly moved to the door and opened it with her head peaking out only to receive the food she thought would be a small tray but it was wheeler and with lots of dishes and servings.

This made her to open the door fully and turn back towards the bed and stops and turned again to face the man.

This gave him ample time to gawk and think. His eyes looked bigger than earlier and a slimy smile on his face showed that he is judging Jyoti to be a bold and modern girl.

He said madam can I serve and she said okay. He took his time and using his eyes for multi-tasking.

Jyoti tried to show that she cared less and was looking at food. In the meantime my erection was a kind of down and I wore my clothes and was out to see what's happening.

I was at bath room door and Jyoti was at other side of the room and the waiter was between us facing Jyoti. I got an electric shock by seeing this guy gawking at my newly married wife and I saw that her nipples are still poking from the top.

My hard on returned to conquer, but could not understand why I felt so hot now as if I touch myself I will cum now.

When he felt my presence he did his stuff and tuned to take my signature on the bill but I don't know why I said him to take signature from my wife.

She stood there and he approached her and got to a hand distance. She signed ASAP and handed him the book. He smiled and said thank you and started leaving.

After the door closed, she sat on the bed and started crying slowly.

I went to her and said why you are crying, what happened and she said that the man was taking pleasure while he was here because of my dress and that it was a very stupid idea of her to dress like that.

I lost my temper and said you are my wife and you have done what I have told you, you mean I am stupid. She said she dint mean that. I saw her tears and felt my heart melting.

I said, my dearest wife, this is your problem and not only you but problem of our Indian girls and society.

She said how this is my problem and I replied that, the man is owner of his own mind, eyes and mouth.

If he gawks and smiles then what is the worry, why do you care and why do you give him importance. If he is having pleasure then let him have it, her eyes became wide with question mark.

I said any person is allowed to do anything with himself, do you agree? She nodded yes. I said that anyone can think whatever they want to, she nodded again.

This is a free country, and anyone can wear anything thing they want. Until and unless his action is not resulting in any mischief, all girls should be cool and let them gawk& see, take pleasure.

But if they cross line, all you girls should take step and fight against that kind of man and should not sob like you are doing now.

Be strong, be feminine but be bold, this is your body and you are the owner and should do what you feel like and should never be bothered about others opinions.

Her eyes were dry, she was smiling, and she took my hand while sitting and kissed it and put it near her chicks lovingly. She said she is blessed to have a supporting husband and also said she will always keep this in mind and tried to follow it.

Then she stared to get up and serve food and we ate. After food, I asked her to try another top but this time without bra because her old bra is leaving bad impression on her top.

She got embarrassed but did not say anything and went into the bathroom but turned and said, I don't have any good undergarments and what to do.

I said we will shop for it tomorrow. She closed the door and came out in only a minute but dint came out fully and was shying away.

I went up from bed to bathroom door and saw why. She wore her pink tank top and short shorts and I think without any bra and panties. I thought this is the right stuff to have on our 1st sex cum honeymoon night. I pounced on her and started smooching.

I asked how come you wore this dress, I thought you will not, she said it's my body and I can wear whatever I like, even you can't stop me and laughed while I got hardest and 1st time touched her boobs and found them like wet jelly soft. The nipples were hard though and I took her to bed and she was fully cooperating.

Her eyes were full of erotica and looked like she wanted to feel what sex is.

I couldn't wait and took her top off and she asked me to close the light.

I dint listened to her as I was so busy with my mauling and smooching her body but she reached the switch and put off all lights. I was lost so I dint care about anything, I opened her short and found some hair on her pussy which smelt great.

I started licking her and she was shocked because of this feeling and couldn't stand my touches on her clit.

I took out my creamed penis instead and found out that she was a prize definitely as she was a virgin. I impaled her slowly and she was in tears although was cooperating for better insertion.

I reached the end of my shaft which stands at 7 inches and started the to and fro motion.

I am no Sisy but this time I lost it in seconds when a flash came in front of me where my wife was wearing her tank top and shorts and standing in lobby of this hotel waiting for a taxi alone with two porters holding her stuff standing both side of her.

She was wearing all her jewelleries in ears, neck, nose, back, ankles and fingers and was wearing a big googles with her hair in a very stylish fashion.

I came and she held me tight not allowing me to take out my penis.

Her breath slowly got steady and she opened her eyes, I can look at her eyes now from close because our eyes adjusted to dark and can see the real Jyoti inside it.

For this act, she was not guilty; she was ravishing, taking full realization of this feeling and just living this pure emotion.

She is now what a real women is, understands her needs and desire. While our session was over my feeling was of doubt and confusion about the flash which came in front and why I came instantly after the flash.

I was sleeping on the bed while she got up and cleaned and went to bathroom. She came back in salwar-suit and slept next to me.

I switched on the lights and said why you changed and she said these clothes are to wear outside and can't be ruined while wearing at night.

I said yes and declared tomorrow is our shopping day again and this time we will buy you more clothes for every time of the day and night.

She protested and said why to waste money again, I told her I have to take you to US and you can't wear sarees and salwar suite there.

She said ok. I also changed and after an hour I felt like having her again but stopped myself to not make her hurry up into things.

Next day when she got ready she wore her saree again and when I questioned, she said, I need more time.

I respected her feelings and gave her the time, but she said shopping is on and we went out. We went to biggest malls and brands and shopped her many things.

1st her wardrobe was filled with comfortable night gowns, next, she went to jean rack by herself and started selecting jeans for her and while the loose fitting and high on waist was available she chose the low wait, body hugging type.

Some of them were thin fabric type rather than jean fabric, of which she took a white and a pink one. Next rack when I saw was filled with ultra-low jeans and supper stretchy material, the model was wearing it which showed what they are selling.

The thin model was nowhere fitting inside that one, how Jyoti will fit only time will tell. Butterflies were back now in my stomach. We had a bus to catch to Munnar (A hill station & then to Alleppy).

We had a lot of time to do whatever we want. Next destination was Top and Shirt racks and we started browsing, I was feeling like a boy left in the field of chocolates.

I started picking up tighter ones with stretchy material, then cotton tops, short shirts- tight of course and then we went to lingerie section, litmus test time - Now I also felt shy in going there as all girl sales women and ladies customers were present.

I stepped back and she went to the non-enclosed area of lingerie racks. She searched, checked, thought and repeats.

After 15 minutes she came back with a slip for payment which needed to be separately paid and then the items can be collected back from the racks.

I looked very nervous and she very shy, we both went ahead for payments and checked out. She said thanks and was very happy for my attention and love and not so much for the stuff she bought.

We learnt that there is a big Shrine nearby and went inside for prayers and came back to hotel for lunch and check out.

While checking out I got a call from my office that there has been a big fire in our building and many things are destroyed including our data and servers, for furthering the business with clients we required to reconcile all data that was left and fetch information from our sources.

In nutshell I had to go back to US urgently and I was completely taken a back because our hard work was wasted.

Also I have to leave my family and relatives and specially my newly wedded wife here. We rushed to our hometown and same day I took flight to US.

Jyoti was very supportive and understanding and never showed her real emotion of sadness but I knew better.

Well after spending some 10 days and night at a make shift office, our organisation was back to do business and in next 20 days the old office was renovated and we went back to our normal work routine. In the meantime Jyoti's visa was approved and I sent her ticket to US.

It was a big deal for everyone around her to let her travel so far alone but going back and picking her up was also difficult for me. She was sick for 3 days in anticipation of coming down here.

Everyone was at airport to leave her and she also cried like a baby. Somehow she kept her own and managed to sit in the flight. Now I was sick in anticipation and applied for leave and was granted without an issue.

[sarit11]

My dear writer

Dont mention caste and religion here

[Hotgiri]

Hi
Very good update n story, request you to add images to make it more erotic and spicy

[Glenlivet]

The errors in spelling and grammar show that it is not a copied story.

[sanjaimanju90]

Chapter 2

In her words, after coming out of airport without any hitch in US she felt proud of herself and her confidence increased immensely.



I received her and took her to our new home where I shifted recently. The neighbourhood was very nice and calm place; I had a garage a small backyard and front lawn.


She saw the house and the location and was awestruck. She was wearing here saree and was object of a lot of attention at airport and while entering our neighbourhood and house. Next door Mrs Smith was there who was trying to judge us.


We relaxed and started putting things together and in 2 days we finished our house for family living.


Now on 3rdday, without initiation she wore her jean top and we went out to a restaurant for lunch. Nothing happened but she looked awesome while everyone was ogling her and Mrs Smith was trying to figure out is she the same women who came 2 days back like a scared cat.


Just imagine her standing in full day light in front of everyone with all her jewelleries and mehndi tattoo.


Her figure was easily visible and she looked like an exotic model. She was very cautious and said after we came back was this was for me because she felt a need to thank me and make me happy.


I announced that we have to finish our unfinished honeymoon and have to leave tomorrow for the same.


She was very happy and excited for getting chance to explore this developed country. We chose Florida for our getaway and she was having no clue what the place is like and how famous it was.


We were on the plane and next thing we knew was we were at this great resort entry which my friend from Florida suggested as the best place for couples. He said that this place is right on the beach and is of best standards.


Instead he only booked our place of stay. So I and jyoti were standing out of this resort looking each other with excitement. Now she was wearing her salwar suit again (she said most of the clothes we bought in our honeymoon for her were left at our house in India) and I was in my khaki men's shorts and t shirt.


We entered and went to reception where one of the very beautiful staff checked us in to our room. She was in her bikini following the tradition.


My wife was very uncomfortable as she has never saw anyone in flesh wearing a bikini that to on the job in front of strangers.


Receptionist greeted us with smile but looked jyoti from head to toe and must have thought what on earth this conservative women wearing at such a place. Jyoti was silent till the staff left our room after dropping us.


Now the room was very good. This was on 2nd floor with a balcony, watching over a big swimming pool. The room was spacious with big open glass door cum wall which opens in balcony.


The bed was king size and cosy. The bathroom was with tub and was elite in class. Jyoti forgot everything and was smiling with sense of happiness.


We were there in morning so we rested for some time and got ourselves freshen up.


She wore her conservative and loose Jean top to the breakfast and lounge. We had our breakfast but jyoti had more than that.


She had a realization that she is at wrong place since all the girls were either in bikinis or very rarely in sun dresses. Even the older ones were strutting stuff which hit her like an arrow. She didn't ate much because of her nervousness.


Now while going back I asked her what she is planning to wear and she said she only had jean and top and salwar suite.


I said why not to buy some things from here only and we started to go at the nearby area where few shops of beach related stuffs were present.


This was educational for her, she saw tattoo shops where girls were tattooed on all the right places, there were some open massage area where men were massaging ladies and vice versa and we went in the clothing shop.


While entering into the shop and I saw a white bikini with triangular top and triangular bottom on front and back, the triangles were very small, lesser than 3 inches and joined by white string.


Jyoti started to search for her top in long shirt section from where I pulled her off and took her to tank top area where I picked up tight & stretchy white cotton top and beach style short shorts.


She said she can't wear it and I looked at her and said who will stop you if you do; she thought about it and said nobody but herself as she is not brought up like this.


I said that these things are silly, we should enjoy life and respect others culture also, it's part of local tradition to wear such clothing and if you will be conservative you will regret it in your life afterwards when you become old. The word Old did the trick and she said, I don't know.


I knew I got her. I checked out with selected merchandise while keeping the white bikini secretly under my pocket.


We went back to hotel and started taking stuff for beaches; I knew what was required as this was not my 1st time. She went into bathroom to change and came out and sat on the bed facing away from me.


I said lets go and she stood up in front of me and said I can't go out like this with a pleading eye. I understood that pushing is waste so I said her to wear the long jean and keep the shorts in bag. She happily agreed but was very nervous about the top.


The white top was tight and was sticking to her skin giving out her figure. From top you could see the globes about quarter of them and it seemed like it was a jelly jell-o when she moved. I was very satisfied.


When we came out of hotel towards the beach area, there was a big board banner below which a photo shoot crew was standing with few models in extra small bikini, all were well endowed and posing for photos with passing crowd.


The Add on banner on top said to participate in bikini competition on Saturday and winner will get many rewards. We saw them and Jyoti looked at me and said how can these girls wear such a small clothes and pose with strangers for a photo.


I told her, this is a different world and we have come here, now we should try to evolve and mix into it.


She laughed and said do you expect us to behave like them and change our tradition. We continued on our way and said, look Jyoti, by wearing small bikinis do not make you bad.


I think until and unless you don't hurt anybody physically, psychologically or by any other way, you don't commit any crime or sin.


I don't want you to behave like them but I want you to think like them, like a free spirit, comfortable with their selves and enjoying life.


She said, I would never like to hurt anyone and would always want to obey my dear husband, with a smile.


We reached the beach and were so busy in our conversation that didn't realise we were just few feet away from surfs.


I thought this was a good place to sit, I saw few lounge chairs very near and went there and kept our bag and took out my shirt and sat there.


While she was standing and gazing everything around, this was her 1st beach visit ever, she never saw sea.


So she was very happy and awestruck to see the vastness of the water. After 5 minutes of water gazing she sat on the lounge and started feeling uncomfortable because of jeans.


I said, I told her. Then I gave her the shorts and showed her the way to the change room which was around 15 feet from us.


She said she can't go alone and asked me to accompany her. I said ok, while she was entering, I gave her a bunch of cloth pushed inside my fist, in her hand and said remove your under garments and wear this inside. She dint had the courage to see what I gave to her in front of everyone.


After few minutes she came out side and then it became the most awesome moment of my life.


Here she was, few days back, she didn't know shorts even existed, she never owned a tank top.


She was not even allowed to go alone from house, she never used to speak to outside boys, she never ever saw a bikini, she, who is brought in the ultra-conservative family where after marriage girls are not allowed to show even their faces to elders of the house is standing on a public beach in Florida with hundreds of people around her in just a tight and short top and a short shorts.


The gap between top and shorts was around 3 inches. She was wearing her nose ring, ear ring, finger ring, toe finger ring, girdle and anklets and was having a mehndi tattoo with lots of red bangles (it's a bracelet kind of thing which Indian girls wear after marriage, made of glass, metal or plastic).


Moreover since the top and shorts were skin tight, impression of bikini triangles which she wore inside now were plainly visible.


She can't walk strait because of utter shyness. She ran to lounger and sat immediately. I said don't worry, is anyone talking any offense on what you are wearing.


She tried to drink water and I saw almost everyone was watching her act and react. Some were smiling secretly and understood that this was her 1st time with exposure.


She wore her big aviator glass that I gave her earlier.


After some 15 minutes of nervousness and consoling she relaxed to sit without movement. I gave her the sun lotion to put on herself to avoid burning.


She put it everywhere but left her boobs area. I told her boobs are very soft area and prone to burning, she took some lotion and watching here and there she started putting the lotion on her upper exposed cleavage.


That was a site, Indian women touching her on public beach who happens to be my conservative newly wedded wife. I mean wow!


After 30 minutes both of our attention turned towards the ambience and gentry and we were surrounded by a crowd of beach goers who were here for sun.


The bikini started to become smaller and we started seeing thongs and tear drops and string bikinis with transparent fabric all around us.


The girls were hot; some looked like Hollywood make, some like next door models. I asked her, do you want to swim in the water and she said yes and we got up, then she realised that she is dressed very little as per her standard.


Somehow she showed mental strength and started walking with me hand in hand. I dint go straight to water but started walking through the shore line to absorb the view.


She after few steps also became free.


We saw people kissing and doing PDAs which made her come close to me I grabbed her by waist. She was showing immense courage to let me do this in public but now she is getting the point.


After some distance I kissed her on her cheeks and forehead and she blushed. I said you have become my dream women and I want my dream girl to do everything I dreamed of.


I love you!!


She smiled and said I love you too, thank you for doing this for me. After that we returned back to our lounge and went to water in front of our chair.


I stopped and said, wait if you go in water wearing this, you will make your clothes wet. She said she wanted to go in water and she has not brought any spare for what she is wearing.


I said, my love, I meant that you need to take off your top and shorts in order to go in water. That's the reason I gave you bikini.


I played my card, now I was nervous for her reply. She looked at herself and all around and said are you sure, the bikini is what you want me to wear? It may be too much for me to do.


She was saying this without confidence. I said, oh my love, of course I am sure. The bikini is meant for beach and water and look around every one is in bikini only.


She said ok and started to move towards change room but I took her hand and said no, why to go there! Just take it out here. She saw my eyes.


I started getting hard with anticipation and understood that I want my wife to show off always. She took her top over her head, while her top was in front of her face I moved couple of steps away from her.


We were standing just where the surf started. It was fully crowded and many guys (around 15) in different groups were standing with in 2 meter distance from her.


Everyone including me started secretly eyeing her grand exposure. She was looking at my eyes only, as if nobody existed for her. She threw her top towards me to catch then I saw the bikini top, which was very small on her 36DD boobs.


Her boobs were showing from all four sides.


Then she started to take her shorts out and in a second it was in her hand. She threw that to me again but her eyes were red now. She came to me and said, are you really sure.


I looked at her bottom, my god only covering her pussy lips and there was a small triangle on backside which was covering her top but. It was kind of a semi thong.


I said I am 100% sure. She saw my hard on and smirked and blushed.


All around people were mesmerised by this oriental beauty.


This was my 2nd most amazing moment of life. Her boobs and her ass were making everyone salivate and her jewelleries were making everyone amazed.


I think she never saw her wearing that bikini in mirror so she probably not knowing the exposure level but anyhow she did it. Just makes me wonder about the girl I married few days back and the girl who is standing in front of me with everyone around watching more than 95% of her body skin exposed.


(Just to add, In India women only show around 20% of their body which includes face and head and hands. I walked towards lounger to put her clothes in bag while she was standing at the shore line.


While keeping her clothes in bag I saw her from back and got a big kick as if a current running in my body. My wife was facing the sea and watching it.


All the guys were looking at her, standing nearby and walking around trying to be discreet. From back side I can see only a white patch of triangular clothe on top of her ass, rest her body looked naked from behind.


She made her hair bunched up to save from water. I caught hold of my camera inside our bag and took few pictures of her around the guys.


I then called her and when she looked back I took her picture again. Seeing me doing this she just ran and moved behind a tall guy looking very worried.


She doesn't want me to take her photo like that; she didn't want to have any proof of what we are doing probably. I lost the camera in bag and ran towards her and held her claiming as my gal before the black guy thought she is on her own and playing around.


I caught her, held her close, very close, looked in her eyes and started kissing her on lips. My hard on was the hardest.


She realised where we are and tried going away after few seconds. Guys around us started commenting on her hotness. I took her and walked towards the waves. She became a free bird the moment we got inside the water.


Waves were hitting our head and we were getting fell off like anything. We were splashing and hugging and cuddling and enjoying the water.


I touched each and every inch of her body while under water and she never resisted. All the time the water was at around our chest or shoulder height.


I thought she only liked to be submerged with water because she couldn't be seen under surf, even I can't see her properly while standing next to her.


After an hour of playing we got tired but this really sparked our relation as couple and it felt like bliss. My hard on subsided because of water.


We decided to come out, we took each other's hand started walking to our longer, and we saw hundreds of loungers lined up along the sea beach and people watching the sea.


After walking some distance where water only reached our foot, I realised that her bikini has become transparent, in fact I can see the nipples and areolas on her boobs, down at her bottoms, and the lines of her pussy lips are clearly visible.


She forgot about her mini bikini and she was walking as if she was walking in a local busy Indian market fully dressed from head to toe. With her bikini, she was showing 95% of her body, now that it's wet - she is showing 99% of her body, it can be said that she was apparently naked with hundreds of strangers all around her and gawking her on a sunny afternoon in broad day light.


Half way mark to our lounger, she realised the same and stopped dead on her feet. She now remembers that she is with all these people who are watching her and her immodest bikini has gone past the any known limit of physical and moral decency.


She looked at me and said something which I couldn't understand because no voice was coming out of her mouth. She felt heavy in her heart. She ran to her lounge and grabbed our bag and ran towards the change room.


Everyone, who was expecting bold women around them for the rest of the afternoon, got a shocker.


I couldn't move until she reached inside the change room. My mind took time to react and instantly I felt more guilt than anything.


I thought that I have cheated her and hurt her feelings. After waiting for half hour outside the change room toilet, she came out with her face red as if crying desperately.


I tried to console her but she didn't have anything to do with me and my words were falling on her deaf ears.


She started walking towards hotel with full jeans, top and towel on front side of her body. Nothing was visible.


She walked like zombie, walking straight, not seeing anyone, anything, probably crying. I was walking behind her like a boy whose toy is broken and he was doomed for it. She entered our room, went inside toilet, and took 2 hour inside for god knows what! I tried knocking the door for her wellbeing but she was not replying and was just sobbing.


We didn't had anything thing in lunch as it was getting to be early evening.


After 2 hours she came out in her regular salwar suit and slept on the bed with her eyes closed. I was very sad and thought my day was started so well but now it has become a nightmare.


I said a plain and straight sorry without any backup excuse and went ahead for my shower and when I came out she was in deep sleep.


Late in evening I ordered room service for dinner and she w/o saying a word severed it to me and herself and we ate silently.


I was so unlucky to miss out on a great sex that night because I was feeling a mix bag of emotion with excitement, horniness and guilt & sadness all at once.


We woke up next morning, she looked a bit better, we freshened up and I suggested outing for breakfast, she agreed w/o saying a word.


She again wore her salwar suit and we went out. We ate breakfast and I started having normal conversation with her, I also said a hearty sorry and said that we will not push for anything and things can take their own time.


I suggested taking a walk around the resort to relax a bit after breakfast. While walking we came across many babes, bimbos, bikini models, cougars, Milfs and ugly women.


Most of the time my head turned and she saw me salivating.


I tried being discreet but couldn't do much. We saw a pool and went there, now the place was buzzing with couples and people were enjoying the day.


We sat at the pool bar and I asked for my drink and for her a fruit juice (she never had alcohol). My eyes were filled with images of awesome beauty all around.


She said after a long time that why am I looking around so much and not at her, I got her drift and said, no its nothing, people here are so happy and enjoying themselves, I hope we also can do so. She started sipping her juice.


I continued talking about the general stuff like whether, hotel food, back home stuff and all the while enjoying the view.


She got up and started leaving and I didn't even notice and was watching 2 blondes in the pool. She called me and said shall we go! I got caught with hand in the cookie jar.


She was getting very jealous now. We reached the hotel beach side entry and found the Models with their very skimpy bikini and taking selfie with strangers, giving pamphlets for bikini contest and all.


We crossed them and one of the girls came to us and gave us the pamphlet and told about the contest.


My wife and I were very uncomfortable but for different reason and I started lusting on her and smiling at her and she also started smiling and talking to me and started touching my hands and shoulders and all.


She felt neglected again. She told me that a big bikini fashion wear brand is organising this contest and all, I saw the pamphlet and found Malibu Strings written on the top.


I knew this brand as I followed it for many years as they have a competition section on their site which often promotes amateur models and their submission. The model looked at my wife and said nice dress.


My wife at last found some attention and she thanked her.


She started wondering about Jyoti's jewelleries and accessories and they started interacting about it.


She got fascinated about all the metal she wore and called her other model friends to show, after some 5 minutes my conservative wife and those big boob, bubble but, ribbed abs, miniscule bikini clad models exchanged their names and then said goodbye.


One of them shouted, don't forget to come for the competition.


At last Jyoti had a bit of smile on her face and said that even though they were what I thought as moral less, cheap women but they were good at heart and were very friendly.


She said they are brave for what they are doing and the way their body looked was something she never expected.


She said back in India, women don't thing about their bodies as anything more than a jewellery stand but here these girls work on their bodies, they go to gym not only for the sake of going to gym but they do serious exercise, which can be seen on their figure, Their biceps, their abs their thighs and calves.


I never knew a woman can also workout like this and which can look so good. I again started seeing smart women in my wife.


She also got jealous as I was eyeing them up. We started going around the resort and towards the main entry and got inside the hotel and went inside the hotel to our room.


We sat on the balcony and relaxed. After some time we went to a nearby park for some jungle action where we saw animals in wild, there was a small hiking strip which we did with great difficulty as my wife was not fit enough & dressed for it.


There were couples doing this adventure with us and all were seemed to be enjoying the hike and this get-away.


My wife said to herself that she needs to be fit enough to do all these activities. I told her here the lifestyle of all is to be fit and adventure ready.


They enjoy their weekends with small getaway, parties like spring break (she said, what is spring break), they do extra-curricular activities and most importantly listen to their heart and don't think about others opinion.


My wife smiled and said that she always wanted to see the world, see different places but never thought growing in India that the culture may differ so much! I knew that she was having a culture shock; she will take some time to come out of it. In the mean time I was gawking at others wives and girlfriends and enjoying.


She knew I was doing this but couldn't express her anger and jealousy. We came back in the evening and thought this was a better day than yesterday.


We had food in nearby restaurant and came back to our resort dead tired. We took showers and slept.


At midnight my horny hands were cuddling her and I started kneading her boobs and ass. She was woken up by this and started moving with the rhythm. I kissed her and started having my way with her.


When I was about to penetrate her she looked me in my eyes and said why you were looking at all the women with hungry eyes, am I not good enough for you. I said we will discuss this later and started rubbing my cock on her pussy.


She caught hold of my cock and said what do you really want from me? She added, I also want to be happy with you, I also want to enjoy life, yesterday was a bad day for us, I was very sad but today I realized that you expect something else from me which I never considered to be while growing up.


You want a modern wife, which I never thought I am. You want a bold woman; with so many years of conservative living I am anything but bold. You want me to be fully embracing this culture, I am so scared about my parents, your parents and our relatives and neighbours and in general our society that if they come to know about yesterday's incident about what happened at beach, I think I will be burnt alive.


I was stunned, Even though she said she is not bold, but she surely talked very boldly. My cock was punctured.


But in next few moments my life would be changed forever because of her next few sentences. She was lost with in herself for a moment and then came to reality and started touching my punctured cock.


She tried to get up from Man on top position to kiss me, I dint needed an invitation, I travelled the half distance for a long open mouth kiss. In the meantime my cock was back to life. She held my cock and put it against her pussy.


She said, "I will try to merge in this culture, I will try to become bold, I will enjoy life with open mind".


In the meantime my cock was fully inside her and I started going back and forth. She continued and said, "I will try to be fit, I will take care of my body to look beautiful always, I will try to become your dream girl, the way you always wanted and I will be open to any ideas you give to enjoy our life".


My speed was extreme, I was very excited, I was at the helm.


I imagined her at the beach in white, transparent bikini and said in the flow to her that she looked amazing at the beach in the bikini and everyone around her was amazed by her beauty, she looked so sexy and hot, even hotter than the models.


I was fully erect and pumping furiously. My voice was also taking breaks with my movements. She opened her closed eyes after hearing sexy and hot for her she said that she was also very excited when she was at the beach and felt everyone was staring at her only.


She said in her sultry voice in between light moans that she loved me and always will. I also shouted I love her and came strongly in her. She also enjoyed the session but I guess she didn't come.


After our session we remained quiet for some time in that state and she spoke, "will you still love me if I will wear such kind of bikini, when men will see me and see my body parts, won't you be jealous at all.


She then said, she was very jealous in the morning when I paid attention to all the girls around. I said, "My dear, I will never be jealous, I know you are mine and you will always be mine, no matter who sees what part of your body and no matter what you wear or don't wear.


Also don't be jealous about me watching others, also I won't mind if you see someone handsome and admire him. It's a very normal human tendency for which we shouldn't be guilty. Keep this in mind that I will never stop loving you.


She said that she was very amazed by the body of the bikini models at the hotel entrance and she wanted to know how they achieve such body.


I said, they have a very balanced routine and they exercise daily but they also have some supplements which help in making that shape.


I said, if she want to try that supplement then I can buy her some boxes.


She said, she is keen to exercise and make her body the natural way. We slept while talking about our day and her questions about exercise.


She was so curious about it that many times I got dozed off in between but she woke me up by her excited question. I was again content.


Here comes the 3rd day of our honeymoon, in the morning Jyoti called our families for some regular talk and said she is very happy and excited about our honeymoon. We talked for few minutes and said our goodbyes and kept the phone back.


We started getting ready for the day and to my utter surprise and sheer delight, jyoti, my damn conservative traditional typical Indian housewife wore her skin tight white stretchy top and her short shorts for the morning.


She put on some very light makeup and did her hair differently which was kind of sexy and elegant. She said she is ready and went out of the room without any fanfare.


I followed her with a hustle as I was still getting ready. I said she is looking so sexy and delicious. She giggled and said it's all for me.


Now having breakfast was so much fun with a hard on. She never bothered about her top being so low cut and her exposed boobs.


After breakfast we went to the same add campaign and found the models more in number this time. Since it was Friday and the competition was on Saturday only. Earlier day girls came running to my wife and my wife also took few running steps towards them.


All were showing big smiles, and mixture of surprised and appreciative looks towards my wife's attire.


The new ones also joined and started mingling with this awesome girl with some unusual jewelleries and accessories.


Now I found that all the girls today were wearing same colour bikini which was of rose red colour with hint of transparent and stretchy kind of materials, their nipples were slightly visible and impression of their nipples and areolas were very prominent.


They took her towards the pavilion where a small stage and banner was put. Some of them got busy with the pamphlet distribution and mingling and attracting strangers. The girls from yesterday were having conversation with my wife.


My wife was looking towards me regularly for assurance, i guess but she was all smiles.


I now went closer and heard what they were talking. It seems Jyoti has shown interest in their body and muscles and they started showing their abs and biceps and triceps.


I heard one of them say that my wife has a great body to start body building and within 6 months she can become well-muscled and toned.


They started touching her biceps, abs and started pulling her side flaps to see the fat around her waist. She was having some fat but nothing which looked bad, moreover her tummy was flat.


Again my wife asked about the type of exercises and they invited her to hotel gym in evening for a practice.


She smiled and said, let me ask my husband.


Then one of them brought a box with bikinis inside and said they have some bikinis which she can take, it's an offer from the bikini company for today to distribute these ones to select few for free.


She said no, but they insisted, she then said it's all mixed, I don't know my size, all started giggling and one of them said, babes these are special bikinis like the one we are wearing, its only of single size and its made of super stretchy material which will fit all sizes.


She took one of them which were a triangular string bikini with very less coverage; it was having brand logo to advertise. She said thanks and started walking towards me.


One of them said, what are you guys doing in the afternoon, can you volunteer for our add campaign.


Then she added, half of our girls are going to nearby beaches to add for the event tomorrow and we need to fill their places to keep the add going here.


I said sure we can help, what will we do though. The girl who seemed like a team leader replied that I can do some banner related stuff and stage fixing-up for tomorrow with others and my wife can join her team


I said okay, we will be there at 2pm. We started ahead towards our room and jyoti was planning to go for some market trip but I held her and stripped her off her clothes with our curtain open on glass doors and windows and started making love to her.


She felt ticklish and said what happened to you but I took her towards the glass door which opened in balcony and put her on the wide glass with her face towards the outside of resort and pool and her back towards me.


I started smooching her neck and upper back and shoulder. She got damn excited because of this and started shivering.


I thought this may be her weak point and very sensitive one. She said what you are doing on balcony door with everything open, we can go to bed and do this.


I grabbed her and put her face towards me. We started kissing wildly. She was as wild as me this time. We moved to the bed eventually and had the wildest sex I ever expected out of her.


She moaned the loudest this time. I continued to fuck her for 15 minutes. She was at the hilt but I never felt she came but I came with a burst.


She said she was very happy with our relationship, afterwards. I felt satisfied and tired and we both relaxed nude on bed with each other.


We felt asleep and woke up at 1 pm. We took light lunch and got fresh and went to the add camp for volunteering for our newly made friends. They showed me things to do and I started my work.


The team leader named Angela took Jyoti at a back room and proposed her to be a volunteer add model for today.


My wife was shocked and said no but she made her understand and told her about the job and the seriousness. She also told her about their field of work and its profits. Then she said she will pay her per hour basis also just like other models.


My wife was unsure; she came to me and said about all this. I just said, go for it and enjoy this opportunity. You will learn a lot with them.


She said, but they want me to wear those bikinis for campaign. I said, you have already worn a bikini and so many people saw that, also this is what the adventure of life is, to take up new tasks and prove you are better than what you think of yourself.


It will be exciting. She agreed and said, will you be okay with me doing this. I said 200%.


She understood that I want her to do this and she went ahead.

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Chapter 3

After few minutes I saw Angela coming to the front and behind her my wife, the moment I saw her full body, I got electric shock.


My hard on was back and my imagination was travelling at light speed.

She was standing with 4 models, all of whom were having big boobs, big ass, full muscled and toned figure wearing the transparent, skimpy bikinis and Jyoti was wearing one of the red bikinis with same material, half of the boobs out from both sides.

The lowers triangle was also very small.

Her impression of nipples can be seen from miles and her makeup done with full red lipstick and black kajal in eyes. She was putting very thick coat of sun cream, which is why her skin looked oily.

She looked tremendous just like Jessica Kylie in her bikini (check her body type to know). After standing behind them and watching, she also started giving pamphlets to people.

Angela told her about the promotion, what is to be done and what to be said to people and sent her in front for her to interact with crowd.

I would add here that after I left her in India for some time, she worked on her English speaking and the result was really appreciating, also she has got the hang of the slangs being used.

Nonetheless saw boys and men started lining up to know what she has to say.

I was supper excited when I saw a man of around 35 years, wearing a Speedo standing next to her and she was talking to him and they were smiling.

I took my phone and caught the moment on my phone. Then I started recording her. She was like a red chilli on fire. She looked ultra-sexy.

After some time she started offering selfie with others and boys started grabbing her from her waist and arm for the selfie. This was in-turn recorded by me.

Angela came to her and said her to pose properly when they take photos. She showed her the poses for selfie and full portrait (when a friend from a group takes picture and other catches the model for the shot).

Then she started posing and enjoying with them with loud laughs and hugging among the models. All the people thought she is some special model from different ethnicity and with different figure and with so many jewelleries. She was hit at the beach and became a crowd puller.

My wife after an hour looked like she was doing this for a long time and after 3 hours of this camp, she became pro at this.

Moreover after our 3 days and especially today, she became tan and her skin started becoming golden brown instead of milky white.

She came to me and said we are done and we have to move towards the room. I agreed, I was not of much help to the campaign because of my hard on and my wife, who was source of that hard on.

We started going back before she went back to change. I told her everyone has already seen you like this then why bother.

She said ok and we started back to hotel, after she took her clothes in a bag and said bye for now to our model friends.

Now I was in awe, I was speechless. She was doing all the talking about the people and girls and how lucky she was and how everyone was appreciating her.

She was thanking me and repeating- I love you, we were in middle of the hotel reception& lobby when she said I love you again and I didn't responded back since I was imagining her standing nude in the main lobby.

She stopped and held my hand. She became worried and asked me standing in the middle of the lobby in her skimpy suit that is I angry with her.

Then I realised, that my reaction may become a spoiler. I dragged myself out of me and tried to focus.

I said, baby how can I be angry with such a great wife, I am so lucky to have you as my wife.

Then suddenly my mind took control of me again and I said, even if you stand nude in this lobby with everyone around, that won't make me angry.

I couldn't believe what I just said. I looked at her for the reaction but she was ok and she said, she can't do that because she is not a bad character women (According to her upbringing, nude in public is hallmark of sluts and prostitutes, kind of lowlife of Indian societies).

Also she said that her body is not like the other models and she has fat all around her. I rubbished her and laughed at her and told her that there nothing wrong with your body but you can work on your fitness.

She agreed. In the mean time I realised that we were standing at a crowded reception on Friday evening where guests were flocking in to check in.

Most of them dressed in their travel clothes and my traditional Indian wife wearing only her rosy red, smallish string bikini with fully glistening tanned body and most importantly and intriguingly without any amount of shyness and doubt.

I got scared as people around us were watching us as we were standing locked in an embrace. i took her in the lift which was full and somehow she drifted in between 4 guys.

They greeted her as, Hey babes and she replied as hi without any problem.

I thought she may not be realising what taboo boundaries she is crossing with every minute of these days. Or maybe she is fully aware.

Because of her branded bikini which highlighted the bikini competition add, I thought everyone in lobby and lift were thinking that she is a model who has hunted her prey and now she is taking him to his room for some fucky-fucky or vice-versa.

Whatever they thought we entered in the room at around 5.30 pm and she started her favourite topic of Gym and exercise. She said that we have to reach the gym at 6.30 pm as promised.

I agreed and we freshened up, I called for some juices and we went to hotel gym.

For Gym she again wore her tank top and shorts and said that she needs to buy new one as she only have 1 set of this dress.

I saw sea of change in her attitude and knew the company of models and her adventurous volunteering worked on her.

There in gym we met Angela again, my wife was surprised and amazed to learn that Angela was a fulltime fitness instructor and was giving body building coaching to many new amateur females in the body building circuit and also to some elite customers.

She has also planned to open a gym, for which she has accumulated some funds and charted out some plans.

My wife got very impressed with this woman and suddenly had so much of respect for her.

Back in India, women can't even go to work without the worry being discriminated, eve-teased, captured, kidnapped and some cases bangd and murdered and here she has planned to open her own business with her capability and passion.

Angela took my wife for regular Body and weight measurement and other related tests and after seeing the excitement of Jyoti, she asked both of us to listen to her brief report of all the tests.

She said that, it's very rare that people like Jyoti with such body and physique and given background come here, she said if given proper training Jyoti can become very fit and healthy.

She stopped for a moment and asked if she can suggest something? Jyoti said that Angela can speak the truth and she believes in her and she will take her words seriously and positively.

Jyoti thought probably there is a problem with her body and she started sweating. I took my wife's hand and asked Angela what is in her mind.

Angela smiled and said let me propose you something and request you to listen it 1stand then react. We both agreed anxiously.

Angela continued and said that Jyoti as she earlier said is very-very rare because of her body, her looks, her colour, her traditions and her jewelleries etc.

She can become a world class model for many fashion giants, I started to say when Angela took my hand and squeezed to stop me.

She again said that she is a model and knows how the industry works and what they want. Also if I will train her, she can be at top of her physique in next 4 to 5 months.

Most importantly Jyoti has good assets (my wife didn't understood), so Angela said to her that, Jyoti you have a great shape, your boobs are very prominent and attention seeking and your ass is a killer, big and round (Jyoti was full red by now with shyness) which is a great combination and is very rare in oriental women.

Also I want jyoti to enter in FBB (female body building) competition and I will train her personally and I can guarantee she is a winner.

(Nobody ever in her life had this much confidence on her, for which she was surprised and also very happy). Moreover she can earn millions if everything goes well in short span of 1 year.

We both stared with blank expression. She stared at us back and asked, what say!

I looked at Angela and then at Jyoti and then at Angela and said I don't believe this.

My wife also said that this is even far from fiction and it is impossible to think of me as model, she added that, what her family will think of her, she can't be a model.

Then she said that being a female body builder for an Indian wife is like dreaming with eyes open.

Then she said to Angela that how can you even say that, how can you guarantee that I am a winner.

Angela with all her beauty and confidence replied that she can prove it.

Me and my wife said in a single tone, HOW?

Then she said, Miss Jyoti Sharma, if you want a proof, that you are a winner then you have to participate in tomorrow's bikini competition and I am sure you will win( I saw her fingers were crossed while saying this).

Now if you win then I don't have to say anything further to prove my point that you are born to rule the world.

Also you get 30 thousand dollars and a contract with the bikini brand for a year and if you lose, which is most uncertain then I will train you for a year at one of the Gym back in our (New York) city for Free and will never ask you for any modelling job etc.

We both were astonished, we dint had any answers, there were so many shocks at once. 1st shock for my shy conservative wife was to participate in bikini competition.

2nd was the 30000 dollars which is a very big amount and 3rd was the modelling contract with the Malibu Strings (my wife as a bikini model) and then getting training for body building and participating body building competition.

This is too much for me. Even my perverted mind can't comprehend the taboo and impossibilities which seemed possible, I don't know why!!!

It was too much tension in the room, I was bombarded by mixture of emotions and Jyoti too was fully flushed.

We have nothing to speak about. I just can't go ahead from the image in my mind where my wife wearing a bikini standing on a big stage with a rapper back side.

Somehow she can't walk ahead in my imagination; also her body was very unclear as if I am seeing from very far. We just stood up and came out of gym and back to our room without saying BYE to Angela.

We can't speak to each other as well. She came in the room and slept on the bed facing away from my side. I went in the balcony and sat on a lounge chair and closed my eyes.

I was woken up by a phone ring kept near bed.

I went inside the room to pick up but it stopped ringing. I saw the clock. It was 12 in the night.

My wife when I checked was in washroom looks like she also felt asleep and just woke up.

I thought I had a dream of all that happened during the day and was expecting my wife to come out side in her daily normal attire which she wears in India or the 2nd possibility which I thought was that everything was true and not a dream and my wife will be crying and will be very sad and angry too. I became nervous.

Toilet door opened, my gut was very dry, I wanted all to be a dream.

I saw my wife coming out in a salwar suit and dint looked at me, just slept next to me on bed. I was lying on the bed while waiting.

I thought of asking her about the day but I thought let it slip, may be it all is really a dream. I got up in the morning with a tea on the table and a beautiful smiling wife sitting next to me in a very beautiful saree.

She asked me to be ready for breakfast. While having breakfast in our balcony, she said that everything that happened yesterday was an unintentional mistake by us and she was happy that I dint push her for that. I was slightly happy and sad too.

I thought at least we are back to normalcy.

I wasn't saying much, we finished our Breakfast and decided to go for a market visit nearby only. She left in the same beautiful saree and me in my shorts and shirt.

When I thought let's leave my voyeuristic dream of making my wife bold, confident and free minded and think of something else more suited for regular Indian family, we met with a twist again in the form of Angela in the lobby.

We were early today at around 8.30 am and she was all dressed in her cotton and gauzy sun dress sitting anxiously.

She looked at us and stood up and ran towards us. We stopped and didn't say anything. She came in hurriedly and said good morning and said she was so nervous last night after we left.

Also she didn't mean to hurt our feelings by anything and she considered Jyoti as a friend and just gave a suggestion.

She dint knew that the culture difference is so much and we can take this thing offensively. She pleaded with a most genuine sorry face I have ever seen and my wife took her hand and took her to lounge chairs and we all sat.

My wife said that, instead of Angela being sorry, it is we both who should be sorry for being rude.

She added, moreover I did not took any offence and was speechless last night. She said that she is very thankful for Angela's friendship and will always be because it's for Angela that my wife has become so much confident and bold.

Angela and Jyoti stood up and hugged each other.

Angela said sorry and Jyoti also said sorry to her, then Angela said that even if she is not participating in any competition or interested in modelling then also she will give Jyoti, fitness training.

She said, she doesn't want because of all this miss-conception she will have a negative thought about exercising and training as she was so excited about Gym and exercising.

Jyoti hugged her with great excitement and started saying tons of Thank You.

My wife looked at me as if to ask me to thank Angela and with a little happiness I also said thanks to her.

Then Angela asked us to rethink about our decision and don't let the opportunity go. My wife said, thank you for the opportunity but I am very scared.

Listening to this Angela took her hand and made her sit down next to her and told her that she has to face her fear and running away from things you are scared off is a coward act.

Also she said that she will take care of her and make sure Jyoti is comfortable all the time and whenever she thinks that things are getting very difficult, she can always look up to her and Angela will help her get out of the situation.

Then my wife asked something which was probably the 1st step towards the offer, she said that she doesn't know anything about modelling and doesn't have time to prepare for it, she is just not sure how to be a model.

Angela quickly replied that, she is her friend and it is her job to teach all this.

My wife said, but the competition is today and she can't learn everything in few hours but Angela said don't worry and it is up to her to make my wife learn all the required things.

Then Jyoti said that she doesn't have anything to wear for the competitions for which Angela smiled and said that she have dozens of bikini to choose from.

My wife didn't have any other reason but her utter shyness and the culture shock.

She looked at me while I was fully submerged in the discussion and went into my subconscious with a blank face.

There was a silence among us when suddenly I was electrocuted by my wife's voice that "SHE WILL DO IT".

Angela jumped and shouted that she will surely win the competition. Everyone started looking towards us which embarrassed both of us.

Angela took her hand and said if you are ready then we should go and start preparation for the competition.

My conservative Saree clad newly wedded wife who was covered today in head to toe with her traditional dress, who came for her honeymoon with her husband which was her 1st outing ever and that to at an American beach resort was going to prepare for a bikini competition.

I started walking behind them without much thinking like I was tied by a rope.

While entering in crowded area where the competition was to start in few hours all eyes were on my wife as everyone present were in their beach attires and very small bikinis, here was my wife in a shimmering saree with everyone wondering what is she doing here.

Angela took us to the registration counter to enrol my wife, the person who was from Malibu strings bikini saw my wife up and down and asked Angela what is this, Angela held his hand and said that she is a winner of your bikini competition and he will be sorry to let her go without using my wife's talent.

The man named Jim (from his ID) shared a repo with Angela so he agreed with some apprehensions.

We went inside the back stage area where there was room designated for Angela.

Competition was to get underway at 2 PM so we only had around 5 hours. I was told to go outside, I came out when my wife came out of the room behind me to say that she is expecting my support and her husband is the only source of confidence in this strange and unknown world.

I smiled and kissed her on forehead and then on her lips while standing in the corridor where people were passing but she didn't mind at all and reciprocated my action with a 20 second mouth to mouth kiss.

This was our 1st PDA and I never thought of having it with my wife as nonchalantly as this.

She was un-phased as a man passed us starring at her when we disengaged and she just smiled at him and looked at me for a quick hug and thank you.

Then she disappeared inside. This was told to me afterwards that what happened inside the room.

Jyoti afterwards told me that Angela asked her to fully disrobe in toilet attached to the room and gave her a hair removing cream to take off any hair whatsoever on her body apart from head and eyebrows and was given instruction to clear hair b/w ass cheeks also. She asked why but Angela just said that, don't take chance.

After some time my wife came out like a new born w/o any hair and had a bathrobe on. Next she was told that the competition has 3 rounds in which 1st is introduction, 2nd is just a cat walk and small jiggle here and there and third is final result round.

She said that because it was organised by Bikini brand so all models have to wear a different suit in 3 rounds, bikini was given the brand itself with so many choices.

Angela took my wife back to hotel spa where a full body tanning machine was available. My wife didn't understood what it does but she just went ahead with fear inside the small box. After an hour she again came back to the competition area with Angela.

When she went inside to see the result she was surprised what happened to her body colour. Angela called Jessica who was her friend to teach her the catwalk required.

Jessica was pro and a world famous bikini competitor. She tried to get her through the walk for 15 minutes and Jyoti responded positively but not to the satisfaction of a Pro.

Then Jessica explained her concept of being UNINHIBITED.

She told her that on stage she just need to enjoy the crowd, comments and her body. My wife said how to do it. Jessica asked her, have you ever had sex in front of other people.

My wife said what you are talking. Jyoti said a firm no. Jessica said ok don't stress yourself, just give me the answers.
We are all ladies here. Jessica then asked her that has she ever been nude in public. Jyoti said never, that's unthinkable for her.

Jessica laughed and said Jyoti darling, I don't want you to do all these things but I want you to change your mind set. Seeing your responses I think that if I say that I want to stand nude on beach then you will think I am cheap women.

If I do or try to do sex in public place that you will think I am a whore. This is the attitude I want you to change.

Jyoti said why she needs to change her mentality towards whores. Jessica said, because they are not.

They are just expressing themselves. It's their body, their right, who are you to think otherwise for them.

Jyoti was confused. Jessica looked at Angela and smiled.

Jessica said when you are out on stage you have to express yourself as openly and as uninhabited as possible but if you have set a limit in our mind that these things are sins then you will have no confidence to express yourself because you will think that what you are doing on stage is whorish and slutty.

Jyoti raised her eyebrow and said why I will think that.

Jessica said that when you open that big T-shirt on stage in front of the crowd, you have to act like a free slut which does not feel uncomfortable with her body.

This whore doesn't worry which part of her body can be seen by whom.

She listens to all the sexist comments and smiles at them and feed on them, These sluts jiggle there breast and move their hips as demanded by crowd like a whore and if you think that the whores are sinners then I am sure you will only embarrass yourself and Angela too.

Jyoti was completely down and sadly looked at Angela.

Angela said that Jyoti, this is not what is told to each model but because the other models are groomed in an environment which makes them feel that bikini competition is like just another sport but because you come from some other place which I told to Jessica, so Jessica decided to tell you this so that you should not get morally conscious about what you are doing at stage.

This is a profession here in this part of the world and girls need to be fully free from this stigma to do justice with this competition.

Jyoti said that I am not a slut, Jessica interrupted and said no girl is a slut dear but you can act like a slut or whore because that's good if you feel good and confident of what you are doing and till the time you are not hurting anyone.

Jyoti was blank since the words are said by her husband. Jyoti said that she understands that she needs to free her mind and be comfortable in her skin.

Angela laughed and said, Jyoti most of the time you have be comfortable in your skin because you don't have much or no clothes to wear while doing modelling.

Jyoti said I don't know about it, my husband won't be happy.

Jessica said, Dear jyoti I can swear on my life that if you take part in this competition and become more free with your body, try to be bold in front of others in presence of your husband and maintain your fit body, he will lick your feet for whole life.

Jyoti smiled to herself and said that she can be a slut or stand nude wherever they want but she can't think of my husband like this.

She loves him and always will. Jyoti then added that if this competition will add more strength to their relationship that she is ready to try it.

Jessica then showed her one very sensuous catwalk which included all the breast movements and hip movements and boldness.

Jyoti was asked to repeat the same and Jyoti tried to do the same. After another hour she was ready for the walk and dance and postures.

Jyoti was taken given 3 bikinis for 3 rounds. Competition was about to start when Angela asked Jyoti to be nude in presence of Jessica.

Jyoti hesitated then Angela said that from now to the competition Jyoti was not to wear anything on her body.

Jyoti agreed thinking she needs to be confident and this will help her and moreover they were only 2 ladies who were now her friends. Jyoti became nude and for next 15 minutes she acted her slut walk.

While Angela called make-up and hair stylist for Jyoti, 2 men entered in the room and Jyoti was stopped on her feet while she was in bending pose and her ass was facing the entry door.

Men entered in the room and hugged Angela and Jessica. Jessica held both men hands and stopped them from going to greet this new model.

Angela went to Jyoti and said don't get scared. This is your moment to overcome you fear of nudity. Jyoti was frozen in that pose and Angela pulled her up.

Jyoti said my husband has still not seen me naked fully well and you want me to stand naked in front of men who are fully strangers.

Angela said that these men are fully professional and they are here to do a job and she needs to show how tough she can be and if she can overcome all her emotions now, then she is definitely today's winner.

Jyoti controlled herself and closed her eyes when Jessica brought the men in front of Jyoti.

Jyoti shook her hand with a smile with them and they complemented her on her body and asked her about the style and make up she generally does.

They after briefing from Jessica behaved very professionally but very friendly and appreciative, which gave Jyoti some confidence.

Their eyes never wondered creating a doubt. After some talk, Duke started putting make up item on table and Alex asked Jyoti to stand still with her legs at 1 feet distance.

He surveyed her body briefly. Jyoti in her mind thought what if their family knew that she is standing in front of men fully naked and a man is surveying her full body in absence of her husband who has sent her to participate in modelling competition. In the meantime Alex brought his cream and started putting it on her body.

Interestingly this cream and many such layers were to be put on each and every part of her body. This was done by Alex himself.

Her boobs, nipples, hips, thighs, legs, belly, face arms etc. Jyoti was asked to put the cream on her pussy by herself. She realised that her nipples were fully erect and her pussy was soaking wet so she asked Angela a towel.

Angela while handing over whispered in Jyoti's ears about enjoying the sensation and said that don't think that you are cheating your hubby coz you are not, unless you don't have penetrative sex with a man, you are not a cheater.

She winked and added that try to be a slut which lets another man touch her body but don't cheat your husband because cheating wife hurts husbands but slutty wife is always adored by her hubby.

Jyoti smiled lightly trying to think what it means in India is a wife let a stranger touch is her entire body in presence of others but in absence of his hubby.

She got a kick at this thought and realised she is touching the farthest moral boundaries of her culture so nonchalantly.

She got wet again and pushed a towel in hey kitty again. Jyoti to cream and put the cream all around the lips of her pussy but Alex who was sitting on her knees and his face about feet away from her pussy asked her to put it inside her lips.

Now In one hand she was holding the cream bottle and the other was used to apply the cream so Angela came to rescue and stretched both her lips one by one to apply it inside the lips.

Actually after applying 3 layers of these creams, Jyoti's full body was glistening, shinning and shimmering as the cream was giving a sparkle effect with small particles in it.

After seeing herself in a long mirror, Jyoti forgot that she is nervous or shy; she got excited and couldn't think that the mirror was showing her body only.

She thanked Alex and Angela and Jessica in a breath. Duke said its time for hair and Jyoti happily sat in a chair without any apprehension and started looking at mirror while all 4 were standing behind her.

She was beaming. Duke in 5 minutes turned Jyoti's hair into a master piece. Then Alex did her makeup and asked Jyoti to close her eyes.

After 10 minutes, when Jyoti opened her eyes, she can't believe herself. She was looking like Miss Universe. She was looking very beautiful. She stood up and hugged Alex. Jessica and Angela saw each other and passed a surprised smile.

The hug went up for 5 seconds when Jyoti realised, what she has done. Angela came near her and said this they are trying to explain. Jyoti looked at her with doubt.

Angela said when you hugged Alex, was it because you wanted to express your Joy and Appreciation or because you are a cheap whore.

Jyoti smiled back at Angela and said no I am not a cheap whore but I can be a classy slut and they both started laughing.

Angela said; please don't ignore duke as he is as helpful. Jyoti wasted no time and stepped towards Duke and hugged him for few seconds with a big thank you. Angela and Jessica both were happy now.

They attacked Jyoti for a group hug and all 5 started laughing. Alex and Duke started to leave when Duke opened the door to corridor when Jessica asked something and he started replying keeping the door fully open.

Now since the competition was minutes away. Corridor was a rush. Jyoti stood there at the door without any problem even though people crossing were seeing her fully nude.

She was in her zone and didn't mind her being seeing nude. While leaving just out of the door, Duke took Jyoti's hand and pulled her for a ritual goodbye kiss on cheeks.

She got surprised but didn't hesitate as her nude body was standing on the threshold of the door and giving kiss to a stranger fully nude and dolled up with many men and women around.

When she closed the door Angela hugged her fully and said, baby if you be as daring as you are right now and be broad minded, you can be the biggest name in industry.

It was about time so Angela gave her the 1st bikini which is to wear; Angela said this is the 1st look round so you have to give a punching impression on all.

Jyoti said she wanted to meet her husband before the competition but Angela said that she has sent Jessica to look after him and provide him an entry and a front row seat.

Jyoti got fully aroused again to listen that her husband will be in front row. Her nipples were fully erect.

Angela said, how many gifts her husband her given to her till now. Jyoti said many things, in fact most of them and the Angie asked how many she has given and she said after thinking that she has not given him any gift.

Jyoti asked why, Angela smirked and said that its time to give your husband the best gift she can give by acting like a slut on stage, actually if someone tells you that you are a slut then you should accept that and reply that person that you are only your hubby's slut.

Jyoti said wow and looked at the bikini.

Jyoti wore the bottom with cream colour, it was a small at front and back with fully transparent material, It merged with her now skin colour fully.

Though the bikini was transparent but on the right places it was bedazzled with small diamond like stones, which made her pussy play hide and seek and can be seen only with very close view.

Rest of the area was fully visible. In the back the triangle was again transparent; this got converged and entered into her ass crack at about half of her hip.

The bikini top was again a cream colour but it was a tube bikini with 2 rectangle flaps covered her boobs from sides to nipples and in centre there was a big diamond studded metallic rectangle which was thin and hollow which showed all her tits from bottom to top cleavage.

Nipple area was again diamond studded and rest of the bikini was transparent. Back of the top was only strings.

Her shoulders looked naked without strings. Angela said she looked like a playboy cover model. Jyoti loved her bikini and loved the skin show.

Jyoti said that she hope her husband will like her new dress. She was given a big t shirt and she was taken out with other girls.

My heart was pounding, I was given seat in the front row and it was difficult to sit because of all the excitement.

All the girls came on stage with heavy music, loud cheers and big commotion by all. The rapper was running around singing.

The host was tall dark and handsome, he looked like a muscle buff. I saw my wife getting on stage with 10 other girls.

I can't believe it. I tried taking out my I-phone to shoot but my mind and my hands were not supporting. All of them were wearing a big T-shirt, which came up till their upper thigh.

My wife was standing in a pose just like the other girls, looking very different but ravishing and bold, her eyes was watching the crowed and other girls, she was smiling as if she does this every day.

All the girls were introduced one by one and my wife introduced as JOY of 28 years from India, She smiled and raised her hand to take the applause.

Then the host said that she has come to US just 10 days back for the 1st time and she is on her 1 honeymoon with her husband.

The host called me a lucky bastard and told that JOY is an ideal for all wives around the world. JOY was 7th in line.

After all the intro girls went back and the 1st girl started to do her catwalk. They were all sculpted with great body; some were like next door models.

The 1st girl name Linda was wearing a dental floss bikini as it was invisible in most of the area but she dint had the curvy body type but a flat one.

After 6th girl came my heart was pounding like a hammer and I was lost for a moment when crowed started to make loud noise and I saw the girl was dancing with her back to the crowd as her ass were clapping with each other.

I woke up and thought that this is a very bad idea, I have brought my wife here and have made her walk with sluts who don't care who see what and think what about them.

Almost everyone was shooting these girls. Now, here comes my wife, a truly middle class Indian girl with conservative values and believes.

Never in her life had she known this world existed but ...... wait all the girls came, all 9 came to stage but she didn't came. The host said she chickened out.

There was a big boo from crowd. It dint happen. We came back from the honeymoon next day

[couples2k9]

Nice story... Pls continue..

[Glenlivet]

Good.

[sanjaimanju90]

After so much trust and effort of Angela and so much anticipation from my side, my shy wife Jyoti chickened out from the competition. She got stage fright and when she saw camera, she got scared that it can be seen by the world and our known friends and family which can be disastrous for us.


Angela took responsibility for Jyoti's quitting while Jyoti ran to hotel, picked up all her stuff and asked me to leave the complex for our home in New York. She was guilt ridden for the promises she did to Angela and others and also came to realisation what blunder she was about to do and how immoral every aspect was. Whatever happened we came back and settled in our married life, Jyoti returned to the conservative best, the way I found her in India before marriage.


Her sad attitude became a coz of worry and her guilty mind showed lack of interest in bedroom adventure which became a fortnightly affair at the best. After our arrival back home, I called Angela to say how sorry we are; as I know she was sticking her neck for Jyoti.


At 1st Angela was very upset but after my humble request she became calm and asked about my wife. I told her about Jyoti's' mental state and her sadness. Angela became sympathetic towards her and said, maybe she was less sensitive towards Jyoti's' background.


After that I asked her what has happened back stage and Angela told me most of it. I was surprised to listen all and got very jealous, excited and upset. I can't explain though about my mix emotions. I tried to talk to jyoti afterwards about the last honeymoon but she never entertained my request of discussion over the topic. For few more weeks, Jyoti's attitude remained that of a sinner and I started losing patience. I had nowhere to confide so I spoke to Angela again about the issue in hand.


She gave me advice about not speaking to her about that incident and try to be normal in day to day life. Then she told that, Jyoti must be changed into an open mind person, she must realise that she has not committed any crime or she has not failed her husband or anyone. Whatever she did was okay. Till the time she doesn't accept this, she will never become normal again and it will become a permanent scar.


Angela added that she must be made comfortable and reassured. Angela also said that if anyone can do it, it's me. She again said that she is made to rule the world but she is hiding in her cocoon. Word of caution from Angela was to make slow progress.


I started forcing Jyoti to come with me for regular home shopping and restaurants. She always went out in Indian dressed and saree most of the time. I wanted to divert her mind to other subjects. After sometime I gave her a budget to maintain home which was low so that she will be busy. She started becoming active housewife. But even slightest initiation of sex became a reminder of her recent past.


Time started passing and after 3 months Jyoti began to get acquainted by our surroundings. She began to go grocery shopping on her own on weekdays at a next door mall. She started to know how things are generally done here in America like plumbers, gardener etc. She also made a friend in one of the next door wife Mrs Jameson. After about 5 months from our honeymoon trip she began to understand the way of life in America and started to be more comfortable around people with different mind sets.


For example she was hanging with Mrs Jameson and her circle of neighbourhood ladies where she was asked to try western dress in exchange of Mrs Jameson wearing her Indian dress. They both swapped the dresses and when Mrs Jameson came out with a salwar suite everyone was happy and laughing. Jyoti after some time came out in Mrs Jameson top and jean and everyone acknowledged how awesome she looked.


Since Mrs Jameson was on slim side, her dress was very tight on Jyoti. Everyone clapped. My wife got embarrassed because of the stretchy top and her big ass in jean which were ready to explode. She came back and told me about it and I appreciated her about the step. She said she was forced to do it by others and was not able to say no. I took her in arms and said my darling; you don't need to justify your actions because I trust you.


Later that night I initiated love making. I started disrobing her salwar suit which she used to wear at night. She never resisted but never helped either. After making her nude, she wanted to go inside blanket. I took my clothes off and jumped inside blanket. I cupped her big juice bouncy boobs and started smooching her face and neck. She became loose and started moaning lightly. I tried to kiss her but she avoided it.


I reached for her nipples and gave them both a good 10 minute suck which made her jump and insatiable. I again reached for lips and started kissing. This time she kissed back but her lips were not parted. I took my finger to trace her curves and reached to her pussy lips which were a bit hairy. The moment I reached her clit, her lips parted to moan and my tongue entered for a good long heart melting kiss.


She was fully wet and hot and our blanket was adding to her heat. We never had this type of hot session after coming back from our 2nd failed honeymoon. I threw the cover off and took my hands off her pussy. In my subconscious mind I wanted her to get extremely excited and beg for me to fuck.


I stopped sucking her boobs and dipped my mouth in a very hot and wet pussy. With my 1st wriggle of lips she almost screamed. I searched her inner folds with my tongue for next 15 minutes and she finally came and was breathing like a marathon racer. The sounds of her ornaments like bangles and anklets were making me extremely hard.


She thought that its over but I didn't stopped and drank all her juices which felt like sweet nectar. She also started bucking her hips. I was ready with my rod and I stood up and started going to the other side of bed to get the condom. She thought I am finished and took my hand and asked me (with lots shyness and erotica) not to leave her now. I smiled at her and jumped on her again.


Clutching her boobs in one hand and her hips in another I kissed her with wild intensity and she responded back with ferocity. I told her that she is the most beautiful girl in the whole world for me. I said that I don't want her to become sad and negative. She took my cock and put it at the entry of her hot box. After that she started raising herself in order to get penetrated. I went inside an inch but I stopped. I told her I want my wife back. She looked confused.


I said I want the one who went with me to the honeymoon and not who came back. She remained quiet and was expecting me to continue the penetration. I got inside and around half of my cock was buried in her. I knew I have got power over her and I stopped again.


When I stopped she said what you want with a moan. I said I want my wife to change her downcast and negative lifestyle and live with open mind. I said I spoke to Angela and I know what happened back stage. She became worried and I impaled my 7 incher up to my balls. She started moving her hips in order to enjoy the sensation but I jacked tight the way any to and fro movement was not possible.


I told her I am okay with whatever happened there and I was the one who approved it at first so you don't have to worry.


She said while applying the pressure to mover her hips that she is guilt ridden to this day. I started my motion and switched on the lights. She closed her eyes. I was very slow at first. After few strokes I stopped and said she must let her go of all the pressure and tomorrow shall be our new beginning where she can do whatever she wants without me putting any pressure.


I said Angela was very concerned for her. She said, please make love to me and I will do whatever you say. I stopped talking and started my furious movements. We both were huffing while the bed was making a low intensity creaking noise. She was crying and moaning without words. Few more strokes and I reached my hilt where a vision of my wife hugging a man while she was nude and surrounded by applauding crowd flashed in my mind.


I couldn't control and the result was a mind blowing orgasm with multiple ejaculations inside her deep well. I fell on top of her. We didn't moved for some time and after that she spoke very slowly that she was sorry for being so selfish and was only thinking from her viewpoint.


She didn't thought it affected me so much that our relation was strained. She also said that she was scared to call Angela but now she will, to say sorry. I kissed her and we cleaned and slept back. I was very content but a tiny little thought was worrying me about my fantasy.

[sanjaimanju90]

Chapter 4

We had a fruitful sex last night and I was after many months, contended by everything. Only one thing pricking my mind is the deviant fantasy running inside my head most of the time, which I was trying to run away from.


Focusing back to apple of my eye, my wife Jyoti, she became cheerful in the house and around her new found circle of friends. Nothing big to be told about but while observing I can see her getting more open in talks with our neighbours. With her great looks and kind heart she became hit amongst the ladies. Not to mention her traditional and authentic appearance with jewelleries were attracting attention and causing curiosity.


Jyoti still preferred her Indian Conservative attire, mostly Long Kurta and Shalwar. One day, one of our neighbours invited us for BBQ in their Backyard which had Pool with large deck. All her friends were part of this Lunch event. I thought of asking Jyoti not to wear her Kurta but decided against it because it may seem to her that I am dictating terms all the time and she has no free will.


We went to location which was 10 minutes by walking. Jyoti was very excited and was dressed for (can't say for the occasion) the event by her standards and expectations. Also because of the weather & use of better beauty products she was becoming very fair day by day (I don't believe only white colour skin is better). Her beauty was very prominent. Her figure was never much out of shape. Her boobs were very bouncy and her ass though slightly obscured by the loose dress was very desirable and had a unique rhythm to it when she walked.


She wore a bright yellow cotton Kurta and a Rose red Shalwar. All her ornaments like golden chain in her neck, red bangles, ear and nose piercing ring, silver anklets, toe ring etc were usually looking amazing. When she entered the backyard, all the men who only heard about us earlier from their spouses just stood still with amazement. I was in my casual T and Shorts. The Host (Mitch) came forward watching the beauty that my wife is, in front of him on this very sunny day and shook my hand and tried to Air kiss my wife on cheeks who was just stunned by this show of brazenness. Mitch expected for her to kiss back but she froze in her position. I intervened saying you have a beautiful backyard and great pool.


Somehow I felt relaxed as I felt a bit of tension in air as everyone observed this. Jyoti's body language was self explanatory. When I held her, I found that she was shaking from his touch. I took her inside and every other Male just said their hello from a distance. From the back I saw Mrs Jameson came rushing to shake my hand and grabbed Jyoti from her hands and said "excuse us" to me.


I saw 1 by 1 other lady started to disappear inside the house where Mrs Jameson was with Jyoti. I started meeting men and started having casual conversation. In the mean time inside house Jyoti was at her nervous best when Mrs Jameson (Nancy of about 29 years) said to her that, she understands why Jyoti is behaving like this but this is very normal b/w men and women here and was part of the culture just like a handshake.


Jyoti for this replied, more to herself than to Nancy that, at her place, especially in her community men and women are not allowed to even shake hands, that to a strange man, she added that, we say 'Namaste', folding our hands and that's it.


Nancy smiled and looked all around the gathering of friends and had a smirk on her face. Nancy replied that this may happen to her always where ever she goes and it's better to understand the culture where you have chosen to live. Hearing this Jyoti suddenly had a flash of remembrance of what transpired while she was at our honeymoon and how she was kissed by a Man in her nude state.


She had almost forgotten that incident as a sinful past but suddenly all those episodes flashed in front of her. She thought to herself that, if only Nancy and others knew what I have done then they will not laugh at me. Another woman named Vicky while motivating Jyoti said that, Jyoti is better than this and she must be nervous since this is her 1st time but she will survive. They all said lets go and get some sun.


All went outside; Jyoti pulled Nancy back waited to let everyone go out. She asked her in absence of all that what if someone will again try to kiss me. I can't do this, my husband is right here and what will he think.


Nancy said, don't worry, no one will try this again but even if someone does this today and in future, it's not a big deal and it's just an air kiss, You don't have to kiss him or anything. Just bring you lips close to his cheeks and back. She gave her a quick demo and said, now can we go in the sun.


Jyoti suddenly realised what these women are wearing. Though nothing out of the ordinary but all were in shorts and little T-shirts. Some were wearing wife beater shirt of their husband. By the time Jyoti stepped out she saw around and all women were in their bikini and all men were Topless. Nancy was taking her top off and was joking with someone standing next to her.


I was surrounded by 1 Guy named Rick and His wife Vicky and Brea. Suddenly Rick turned and went towards BBQ and I was left with these two beauties in their bikinis standing next to me and smiling and talking. She again froze and when she looked at me, she became extremely angry and jealous. I dint realised this and said a Hi to her but she stood there watching everyone.


It was very hot outside and I was having a Pint with my Shirt off. Suddenly we realised that Jyoti is over dressed in this very hot day. I also came to realise the same and excused myself to fetch her. She was sweating with heat and fuming with anger.


Jyoti's mind was in great doubt, she was not able to leave the BBQ and she can't be here either, like a crow among the pigeons. I took Jyoti aside and said, it's my entire fault. I would have told you everything about this BBQ Party but, and I stopped. She looked at me with a questioning look so I said that, if I will tell you these things like Air Kiss and about wearing a bikini. You will think of me again as a pervert who wants to display his wife and would have gone to your sad lifestyle but what can I do, it's the culture here.


Jyoti said with a sigh that she is not blaming me for this since she was invited to this party and I was just accompanying her. She again raised her eyebrows and said that why you were standing with Vicky so close and laughing. I just looked at her with an expression which was of frustration and disbelief.


She retreated from her anger though and said take me out of here. I decided it's time to pull my muscle. I said wait for 5 minutes and we will go. After some time Jyoti was sitting next to Nancy but no one offered her to open her clothes and get some sun. She met all male (husbands of her Girl friends) and said Hi from far.


While I was crossing through the deck, I acted as if I slipped and pulled my calf muscle. Rick came running and tried to get me to the nearest Seat. Vicky bent down and grabbed my calf and started massaging. I saw her boobs jiggling in her bikini which was clearly seen by Jyoti too. Jyoti also tried to show her concern sitting next to me.


After a minute I pretended some pain. Jyoti requested our host for us to leave. Rick took his 4x4 and dropped us to our house. He said he is sorry that our stay was shortened by this damn accident. I thanked him and he went away.


We both were silent for some time, Jyoti went inside to change and then to kitchen for Supper. After Supper when we sat in the living room, Jyoti came up with her apology of an embarrassing noon. I showed some disappointment. She felt bad that I am disappointed with her and also she felt competitive and jealous because I was attracted towards other girls like Vicky.


She again apologised and said that she was not aware about this kind of norm at bbq event. I said please try to learn (trying to fake a little frustrated look) else we will get cut off from the social circle here.


She stood up, seeing me frustrated and disappointed. Her face was filled with resolve and her body started shivering. She said that she will never be a reason of their embarrassment or social isolation. She said that she is an Indian woman and is capable of everything. "Though this culture is new to me, so what, I will try to learn and follow". She got herself in a speech mode and it seemed like she was telling this to herself more than me, she continued that, "Even Nancy and other girls don't know what I have done on our honeymoon and how I looked at the beach, if only Angela could tell them and make them take back their smirk".


She looked me in the eyes and got very cold feet thinking, she is admitting what all she has done (This was never spoken off b/w us but she knew that Angela has told me what happened at the competition). She came near to me and promised me to be the type of wife I always wanted and will try to change the way we live and think.


She asked me that if I will mind if other men will come near me and bring their lips close to me. She said that, she is worried that, I will think of her as a very bad woman. I smiled inwardly and replied that, bad women are only those who do anything which there husband don't want or approve off. I don't mind this because it's a way to say hello here. I added that, "Also sometimes even acquaintances (men and women) kiss each other for short duration as a gesture for Hello or bye, it's called a peck".


She nervously asked me that you approve of this kiss too. I said, "Unless and until there is no wrong intention involved than why I should mind". She said, "What our parents and relatives will think if they know that I am getting kissed by different men now and then, if they ever find out this they will cut me in half".


I held her and kissed her on her lips and said it is just tradition, just like we touch our elder's feet and I said that we live thousands of miles away from home and any known relative, so who will know all this. She seemed convinced more by my kiss and my touch on her back.


I saw her go inside while asking me to follow her. I found her on the bed waiting for me. She was very wet and when I took her in my arms, she started to melt and gave herself away completely to my debauchery of a long and never ending sex. I have been fascinated by her pussy and its smell but the taste of her juice made me an animal hence my 1st attack was there only. I took one figure and placed at her sweet hole and inserted my tongue on top of her mound to get to the most sensuous part of her body, by the time my next figure was introduced in the play, her clit started to get swollen to which I was surprised and then it came out of her slit.


She was moaning like crazy and watching me as if I am doing some trick on her as these feelings were new to her. She came very hard and was panting but I dint let her rest. After drinking the most savoured liquid in the world I asked her get on her knees and hands and inserted my very hard cock. She was screaming with a mixed sensation of pain and pleasure, I didn't had any difficulty to pump her as she was very wet with her orgasm. I held her hair and twisted her and asked her to look at me. She was in my complete control and was completely submissive which was evident from the look in her eyes. We had a sex filled night with her ooohs and aahhhhs getting a bit louder. 2 days in a row was new for our household.


Next day morning I gave her one of mine wife beater shirt and asked her to wear it with her shorts. She said in a confused way that why I want her to wear my shirt but I raised my eyebrow and said pleases no questions. I saw her going inside our bedroom.


Now this shirt of mine was cotton white shirt with vertical white lines or ribbed. The shoulder straps were an inch wide. I was waiting for her for next 5 minutes. When she didn't show up, I called her from the kitchen. I heard her steps approaching the living room.


Now she is fair and tall and curvy and voluptuous but still a frame smaller than me which made the hand holes go below the bottom of her boobs. Also a quarter of her boobs were visible from both sides which she was trying to hide without any success.


Size of her boobs is big (something between 36D and DD) so the boobs were stretching the top and the vertical lines were bending with the boobs. Also the neck was very deep which gave a nasty amount of cleavage for the view. The bottom went down to the mid thighs and was grabbing her ass and thighs loosely. She was wearing a white bra under the shirt which was visible from top and sides. Also her shorts were visible below the Shirt but not much.


She was standing there as if she is melting away, she can't look at me in her shyness. Her effort to cover her body parts are failing. I asked her, did you like this?


She replied with a shake of head and a poker face. I thought, is this the same women that Angela describes to me while they were preparing for bikini competition. I realized that she just needs motivation and support and she only fears about the opinion of others towards her and specially mine. If I assure her, she may turn a new leaf.


I went close to her and said, I have been living in USA for many years and this place is full of people from many countries and culture but I have never seen anyone as beautiful as you my dear. She looked at me 1st time after coming out but still with a Poker face.


I continued, you are perfect in every sense, your face, your hair, your eyes, your .... I stopped a bit....boobs, your sweet nipples, your naval, your curvaceous ass and your very shapely thighs and legs. Angela was right; you are born to rule the world.


This named Angela and the incident related to the name shook her. I gathered my courage and said that Angela has told me everything which happened that day. Jyoti felt embarrassed and I could see her goose bumps. She looked at me with a pleading look and said, "I Love you and whatever I did, I was doing it for you only, I am not a bad women, I am sorry".


I grabbed her and placed my hand on her back. I asked her to look me in the eyes and said, "Have I ever told you that you are bad women, I know this incident from a very long time but did you find any deterioration in my affection or attention towards you". She shook her head saying no and hugged me tightly while repeating thank you and love you. I said, "Now do you like this shirt". She again said no.


I pleaded that I want her to maintain the same attitude towards life as she did when she was in that room with Angela. She surprised me by taking a step away and said that whatever happened that day was a big mistake and she told me that she was surprised by my demand continuing the same attitude. She added that she feels guilt everyday and which husband in the world would want their wife to be seen, touched, hugged and kissed by other men completely nude.


Now this was a whole new level, we were talking about other man touching feeling kissing my wife. I was prepared for this though and I said what marriage does to a girl! She was having no answer. I said, it is just a vow to be with each other and to take care of each other while never breaking trust.


She shouted back to me that, "she feels she broke my trust when she allowed those men to touch her". I said that this can't be her decision, it was me who gave you permission to enjoy the life and explore new challenges and I take all responsibility of whatever happened.


I moved and grabbed her again, I said if I am not holding her accountable for this than why she is feeling the guilt. She looked me straight in the eyes and asked me that "are you not even a little bit upset about me being looked at by those strangers on the beach, in the lobby and inside that room, where I was so swept by the occasion that 2 men kissed me while I was all dolled up and naked"?


I just laughed and kissed her on the lips and said maybe a tiny bit (I had a ragging hard on after hearing the description, my mind was in turmoil, I had to choose between ending this fantasy or making it true) jealous that I wasn't able to see it myself but no I don't mind at all and I have full faith in you and your decisions. I also said that, I am ok as long as she is enjoying herself and I heard from Angela that you were very excited and was living that moment.


She hugged me tightly and said that in our culture any Man would kill her wife if he finds out that she is even looked or desired by other men in a sexual way let alone to be seen in small clothes or in my case a bikini but you my dear husband are so mature and open minded. I really am lucky to have you. I love you.


I said I love you too, I again asked her, and did you like this shirt. She again said no. I looked at her with a questioned looked but she smiled and said that this shirt is odd and not meant for women. My bra can be seen from top and sides and it too tight on my breast area.


I said it's very simple, just remove your bra and come back. She shot back saying why you always want me to remove my bra.....I said just trust me. She with a questioning look went inside. While she was turning to go inside I asked her to remove her shorts also as it's of no use.


This time I was also nervous when she came back, she was looking absolute smoking hot. I asked her to go back to her room and bunch her hair up with a high pony and some makeup and high heels sandals. She feigned irritation and went inside. I don't know why but I felt I waited her for a day when she came back in 15 minutes.


Now this was 3rd best moment of my life. The wife beater t Shirt was acting a halter white dress on her. Her boobs from the sides were clearly showing. Lack of bra made the boobs go more towards side of her chest so now around third of her boobs were showing from either side. Also you can see side view of her waist. Her cleavage was deep and still without her bra the boobs were standing tall. Her nipple bumps where clearly visible and an impression of her areola can be seen through the white material.


She was wearing a black sandal which made her naked legs and thighs looked burning hot. One can see the outline of her panties on her back. Her perfect apple bottom (size 38 now) can't be missed in this one piece. Her rosy red lips and high pony was giving her a bold and ravishing look. I quickly grabbed her and started kissing her madly. She started smooching me with same passion. My hands slipped to her ass and then to her pussy which was smoking and was very slippery.


After out kiss, with heavy breath she said that can she now go back to her normal clothes to which I said baby this is your normal clothes, what is wrong with this. She gave me a shy look and said that I can't do our regular work with these clothes and if someone comes to the door then it will be a big embarrassment.


I said to her, where is my Bikini model wife, to which she just hit me playfully and said that while I was complimenting her beauty, how I knew that she has best nipple, best vagina etc. have I seen other women nipples and vagina. Did I sleep with other women too?


I said that I have not slept with other women but I have seen other women on beaches, clubs and on Internet. She suddenly realised her state of undress when she wore her white bikini and came out of the water. Her nipples, areolas and her Pussy line were fully visible. She said that, "yes I remember how I accidentally exposed my body parts at beach". I said that there are many girls which you can now understand willingly expose their body at beach, at clubs, at the streets etc.


She said that they all must be unmarried women and not like her. I said still you didn't understood, here more that unmarried girls, married women are trying to wear best bikinis I mean small bikinis and many times they can be seen topless and naked on beaches with their husbands.
She said that she don't believe that all husband let their wives be naked with them in front of the world. I laughed a small laugh and asked her to finish her daily chores and meet me in our bed room. While I did my office work, my slutty dressed India housewife finished her work and came back to me in her wife beater shirt. I just wanted to grab her and pound her pussy but I stopped for something important.


I made her sit on my thighs on our laptop desk and opened my favourite website, Literotica.com. I asked her to look at this website, here you will find people and mostly men wishing their wife to be more daring, more sexy, more bold and with less clothes.


She asked me what this is. I said it's a website for people to write & share their sensual stories for others to read. You can also read few of them here in the wife category and then you will understand. She said that she doesn't have patience to read a story about others but I insisted and opened a story on a wife going to a beach with his husband and making out near the dunes.


I left her for few minutes but when I came back I saw her still reading the stories. I left her undisturbed and went to another room to have a nap.


I must be dreaming I thought when I saw my shy and beautiful wife sitting in just my wife beater shirt with her left boobs fully visibly from side and all her sexy thighs and reading porn without realising its porn. She looked flush and completely engrossed. I stood there without saying anything and was wondering that she is a flower bud ready to blossom. I slowly went and brought my mobile and started taking her picture. At one point she took her nipple and stretched it felt a current in her. After an hour or so she returned back to kitchen in her normal clothes while looking very flush. She was not looking at me and was lost.

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Chapter 5

Joy's POV.


"DING DONG", our doorbell rang, I find myself in a state of Frozen Shock on a Physical level while volcano of nervous energy was bursting in my Head.


"DING DONG", it rings. My Heart is pounding at the speed of bullet! I see two mini me standing on each of my shoulders in argument. I can feel the sweat on my forehead while a moral compass with its pointed needle was poking in my conscience again and again. I was afraid of either result while my jolted mind was guilt tripping. In this chaotic present, I asked myself that how I ended up here & I saw the Past few days flashed through my eyes....!


Few days back at the BBQ party I felt very belittled and humiliated and I escaped that place with my husband like a coward. Fleeing is something that is not associated with our family, culture and country but I feel I am not ready for this culture shock and even the smallest of acknowledgment of the liberal nature and culture brings the memory of my experience at the beach and that inturn fills me with darkness & guilt. I feel like I am a sinner. I committed crime against my family, my husband and my culture. Hence, even being not a person who shows back to any problem, I had to run away as I was so ashamed of my being.


Sid, my dear Husband, who has been my guiding light in all this turmoil, has also suffered because of me. First of all, I can't fulfil his wishes as I am extra shy and conservative. Secondly his wife has crossed limits and broken his trust. Then because of that guilt, I went into a dark and depressed frame of mind where I got emotionally and physically disconnected with him and lastly even till this point, I am becoming reason for his embarrassment in this society.


Sid is continuously encouraging me and pulling me out of depression but I am not able to wrap my head around his thought process and likings. Even though sometimes I get convinced by his logical arguments about life's outlook and how to conduct myself but in few moments I get back to the same mould. Its like something's pulling me back and wants me to be the same. I sometimes cross that conservative threshold but the farther I go away from this threshold, my guilt traps me with even more power and drags me back and shows me my place.


Sid is so supportive and he respects my space and bears my emotional state BUT I fail to understand his desires, likes and wishes about me. From where we belong, a man will literally kill another man if they seem to stare at his wife or even mention in a wrong manner. It doesn't matter if they are in rural area or liberal city or in a foreign land like us but Sid's casual and liberal behaviour is unheard off and even goes against the ingrained paradigm.


He is not only stopping but introducing and encouraging me to these new sinful behaviours like wearing western dresses which shows skin, having no qualms about others seeing you in it. Having no care of what others think of you in these scenarios. He encouraged me to get involved with those girls on the beach wearing bikinis. I was so fascinated by them and their bodies and their attitude that I overlooked their lack of decency and went along and got swept away progressively. I was shocked to see myself on stage with others and was utterly ashamed and felt like a prostitute. The word prostitute even cant do justice to the feeling of sin. I would say rather say in our slang language as Randi. I felt like a Randi who is ready to do anything. I have never used this word in my life and herd it as part of growing up. I have not shared this feeling with anyone yet and this is what is eating me.


Even though the BBQ was my invite and I dragged Sid with me but I would have expected Sid to tell me in advance about how the scene will be. What is the appropriate dress other nuances. Sid's telling me that a Kiss from a stranger man is a norm and is not to be frowned upon is unbelievable. As is told you, this behaviour will attract bloodshed in our culture but Sid has his other views. He is normalising it by saying when in Rome. How can women here wear a bikini in presence of husbands of their friends and neighbours? What is this place and what is this culture.


I see women wearing form fitting thin tops and shorts in the markets; these women don't even care where they are! Who is seeing them and what are they showing. Sometimes there side boobs are totally visible, sometime a big portion of ass cheeks and what not. My dear husband wants me to wear something like this and I feel more and more insecure. I imagine myself like this and get a feeling of being melting away in nothing.


Sid told me to wear his undershirt and asked me to remove everything from inside and wear a heel. I looked myself in the mirror and saw a new person looking back. This was not me, not the Indian girl who has never worn Jeans outside the house. I was again feeling like a Sinner. Now I contemplate and realise, even after having these ill feelings I chose to wear the bikini and other things on beach and why I came out in a wife beater shirt and why I am in this current scenario is because of an innate and basic emotion which all Human possess and that is curiosity. I feel this curiosity is the reason for invention of all these experiences that I had and will be having in future. I wanted to see what's on the other side and I always gave this excuse that diving in the water for a moment doesn't make me a fish. I will be just an observer but when the transition happened I didn't realised.


Sid told me that most of the dolled up and modern women that I saw on the beach, streets, neighbourhood, malls etc. are married or engaged women. All of them have a loving and encouraging husbands or partners; well he also said that some of them are just independent and confident women too. When I dint agreed to his view point then he showed me few blogs on net, few pics of celebrity wives and husbands and some websites. One of them was a story site meant to share experiences as he told me.


That site had endless stories where he took me to a section of Loving wives. I liked the name very much. He searched something and asked me to read a story shared by husband & wife. Basically that story was the detail description of what both of them felt when they went to a beach after many years and how they fought with insecurities, jealousies and other anxious feelings. Wife was described as super attractive and her bikini was very small as chosen by her husband as a surprise gift. She was very nervous at first. Then story became a lot....... How to say without disrespecting the couple........ It became like a sexual play. Wife at the end of the vacation was roaming without top and had friendship with many males and did even kiss few males at the encouragement of his husband. One thing that struck me that these couple were Americans hence I realised that when an American people can have doubts about the kind of issues I am facing then my being self-critical is justified and it also proves that these doubts and overcoming of these doubts both are normal with all women.


I felt good that I am not alone in this. I thanked Sid inside my head for showing me this. I searched for some stories myself of similar nature and found hundreds of them. But then I found other subjects of stories like incest, cheating wife, exhibitionist etc. and got scared closed the site. I felt that I have seen something too depraved and again got that feeling of being a sinner a prostitute (Randi). I am simply frustrated by emotional pendulum. I thought of letting go and just be in present before I lose my sanity. Also I wished to develop enough courage to speak to my Husband about all of this.


I know that since I am having these feelings of doubts and conflict, Sid also must be having them too in some other form. Hence next day when he insisted me to wear his wife beater shirt (what a stupid name), I accepted it and came out and started doing my chores. Well one thing is for sure, when I wear something like this as per his wish or say anything bold, he gets excited and loves me and showers me with his attention which is mostly physical. I really get excited when he does that. Well today was no different and he hugged me multiple times slipping his hands inside my shirt (I was naked underneath) and pushing all the right buttons while not allowing me to work.


Well my ordeal started when he started asking me that why cant I dress more liberally and if havens have fallen if I wore this. I was just casually listening and ignoring mostly. Then he started insisting that I come out with him in the yard for few minutes. He said he wanted me to get accustomed with this. Well, I was indulging him upto this point but going out was not possible for me. I was scared of next door neighbour seeing me and thinking of me as the worst kind of women. He kept on with his reasons but I drew the line. He was disappointed but not showing and said its his job to push her into the right direction but she can always say no and he will understand. He kissed me and said I love you.


I asked him, why he wants me to wear smaller and tighter clothes and show them to others. He said its complicated and has lots of reasons. I wanted to pursue but I didn't. After his face went a bit sad he said atleast you can wear this inside our house. I said, I will do it for you. He said, if someone see you wearing this, nothing will happen and no one will think of you any different. He said lets do an experiment.


I asked him, what is in your mind and said to him that, I don't want to go out. He said that I need to stay here in the comfort and safety of our house. He told me his plan and just gave me some reason to agree on it. I am from a land where married women don't deny husband anything. Yes, I know that the Husband's don't have out of the box demands back there but still saying no to husband is considered to be a damned thing. Further I said no to him already about going out so I had to agree on this one with heavy heart.


"DING DONG", our door bell rang, I find myself in a state of Frozen Shock on a Physical level while volcano of nervous energy was bursting in my Head.


"DING DONG", It rings. My Heart is pounding at the speed of bullet! I looked towards my Husband and he wasn't be seen. I went close to the door and saw that a man is standing wearing a uniform of a local plumbing company. He seemed to be of around 30 odd years. I was not able to breath, I cursed myself for agreeing to this. My husband had booked plumbing service for the shower tap being broken. We had just used broken tap and tied the whole thing with a tape to stop water but it was continuously leaking.


Now my husband wanted Me, His Wife, Shy and Conservative, Orthodox, absolutely alone in this alien culture, who has not shown more that face and upper neck to anyone back in our country, who is dressed only in his Husband's ribbed wife beater shirt through which some side boobs and cleavage can be seen and it came to the upper thighs, wearing Chuda (bunch bangles of mostly red colours), nose ring, ear ring, anklets and bare feet to open the door, welcome the stranger, to take him to the shower and tell the problem and see him off after the work.


My Husband was somewhere upstairs and cant be seen. I was to give the impression that I am alone and brave and the dress that I am wearing is part of my casual and bold attitude. I had to pretend that I am highly modern and acclimatise myself and note the reaction of the man which will be very normal (as per Sid). I was fighting with my recent dark and degrading experience and here I was again stuck in a compromising situation. I was about to tell the man to go away and we don't need his service but then I again thought that this will again make me an absconder.


I gathered all the courage possible and remembered my god. I opened the knob and took my head out. He introduced himself as Philip from XYZ and I let him in. He came inside and started looking in his mobile to find something. Well I closed the door and was dreading to be seen by him. With heart pumping, I held my breath and remembered to be cool and casual. He looked at me after his mobile and I just stood and smiled. He said, he has come for the repair of the tap and the minimum amount is X dollars and if something comes up he will charge extra. All this time he was looking at my face. He asked me to show him the shower and I pointed him towards the same. He went and I followed.


He saw the problem and smiled and said bad quality. He looked at me and said, I will change this bad boy in a jiffy. I just nodded and he went on to open the tool box. While standing there I realised my husband was correct, I felt nothing odd from his behaviour and if anything wrong here is fear inside my mind. What if all Sid said was true and wearing less clothes and for that matter clothes are not the criterion to judge a person at least over here. I thought that if I were in my land, I would have been tagged as a whore by this time or rapped but here it is business as usual. I started having doubts about my decision to quit the completion on stage. I heard a voice from far away, Hey! Miss! Hey! I came back to the present and the man asked my for the access of the main valve and a step stool. I very calmly told him that the valve is beyond the trap door on ceiling and I turned to bring the stool.


I was very happy suddenly, I was clenching and ensure my hands have covered most of my boobs and the shirt was as low as possible to cover my thighs but while walking I forgot that I was hanging lose inside my shirt. I picked up the stool and went to the shower and laid it on the floor. I realised my boobs were hanging and Philip can see them very clearly, all the roundedness was on display, In fact the valley between my breasts and my belly was visible. I saw him seeing my breast but his expression and demeanour did not change. I being in the moment without pretending felt very confident. I Stood up and without trying hard to conceal much, I said that here you go.


I looked up and smiled and thought, Yes heavens are still to fall. I was really surprised by myself. Philip stood on the stool and poked his head inside the and tried reaching the valve. His foot and stool wobbled and I said sharply, Be Careful. He said thanks. He started taking about his hardship with this job while his head was inside that trap door. I was having a conversation with a stranger in my shower while wearing only a thin shirt and nothing was seem weird apart from my mental stress and tension. He asked, what is the accessory called which I am wearing in my forearms. I looked at my Chuda, the bloody red ones with Golden kangans at the end, They covered around 6 inches of my arm. I said to the stranger that these are called Chuda and these worn by married women as symbol of their happy and prosperous married life. He said, they look very beautiful and asked about my husband.


I told him he is gone out to do some chores. He said, your husband is a lucky man. I blushed and felt uncomfortable and taking complements from men is not what happens normally back where I come from. But I dint lose my pretence of being confident. He came down and without looking at me moved towards the leaky tap. He told me to step away. My mind was bouncing with many ideas, I thought either I am not beautiful enough, or men here have grown tired of looking at women with small clothes or this is very very normal here that this man has not even cared to look at me. I started getting relaxed. Even though I was wearing a wife beater shirt but my modesty was covered mostly. I thought the shirt was big enough for me to cover most important parts of my body for decency. I laughed inside my head with this thought. Few moments back, my husband was telling the same thing and I was not listening to him. I found myself shaking my head.


I was struck with a sudden jolt of water on my collar bone, I dint stepped away as told by the plumber, I was busy with my thoughts. Philip said, oh no, I shut the wrong valve and looked at me. He removed the leaky tap and the main line was not closed, while in the middle of tap being removed the water came out with pressure and hit me on the shoulders. He said, Go go go... Till the time I realised what happened, I was drenched mostly and I started going out but got slipped on the floor.


Oh no, oh no........ I thought.......my shirt was transparent and my skin was visible. Because of the fall, my left boob was out on my shirt and the shirt was bunched up at the level of my hips, my legs were fully open and my vagina was in front of the stranger. He stood and saw me in this way. Even though it was for merely 2 to 3 seconds, his looks on my body seemed to last for a century. I tried getting up but feeling a little bruise on my ankle. He jumped on stool and closed the correct valve and the water receded. Everywhere was water and I was fully wet. He miraculously had just his lower part of pants wet. He took my left elbow while I tried to get up. My wet shirt was still bunched up till my lower hips and my left boob was still out. I registered this and quickly lowered my shirt over my ass and vagina and put back the boobs inside my dress. He stood and saw what I did and then he said sorry. I started running towards the bedroom.


This was like my bubble was burst and I was attacked by my dark feelings, I started tearing up. I started having realisation that what has happened. I felt again like a bloody Whore. What is happening to me, what is happening with me? I just entered the bedroom from shower and was starting to look for a towel but with my fuzzy head it was difficult. I realised that the towels are kept in the shower area and was about to turn when Philip came with 2 towels and put them on me profusely telling sorry and repeating that he told me to step away. He saw tear in my eyes and got really scared.


I was fully covered with these 2 big fluffy towels and he ran inside the toilet and changed the tap with a supersonic speed. I was still cursing me and crying when he came out and said Job is done and this one is on me. He skipped towards the front door and while turning to leave said, Sorry. Well he left and I just sat on the floor all wet and crying. I was angry and fuming!

[Vettaiyyan]

Amazing start

[Rangushki]

Fantastic bro

[Glenlivet]

Good.

[sanjaimanju90]

Chapter 6

So, we are at the cross roads again and with the goings on, each and every move of mine and her's feel like walking on the land mines with eyes closed. Yes, we are both anxious and uncertain separately in our own minds. I feel like, we need to come together and face these feelings and discuss things openly. At the end of last chapter, Jyoti was extremely angry and in disarray. I was trembling with her reactions and was just about losing my composure.



Its like day on the beach of Florida was a Nexus Event of our life and things cant go back to normal before that point and that day comes back again and again in our life in one form or another. Mostly, its coming now as a bad memory where a Sin was created.


When plumber left the house in a hasty manner, Jyoti was sitting on the floor with her wet dress and holding a towel. She was gritting her teeth in frustration and anger and an angry loud moan left from her mouth. I heard it and ran towards the room downstairs. I was unsure what happened until then but when I saw her red face, I was scared for the 1st time because of her.


She looked me and shouted. "What have you made me. What have you been making me for last few months. I can't believe I did this". She was tearing up and was trying to say many things but holding herself. I asked her to relax and have some water, it will calm you down.


Oh! Listening to me, she snapped and it was like a dam was broken. She said in a desperate angry voice, "This is all your fault, that day on the beach was your fault, I was naked that day because of you. I was walking in the smallest of clothes in front of the world because of you. People looked at me in the same way as they will see a cheap woman. Today I was naked because of you, You want me to be like them. I am not like them. I can't be them. I will leave this place and go back. You are asking me to calm down when a strange man has seen me naked in our home and you want me to have water. Look, I had water just few minutes back and I am all the way naked because of this water on my shirt."


She looked down and then shouted, "I look like a Randi (whore, slut in local slang), I felt like a randi. I was roaming in front of him like a Randi and you know what, I was somehow feeling good about it. Are you happy now? Oh God! what have I done. What I have become. I was trying to forget that incident on the beach but I am not able to because of these incidents (BBQ and todays)."


I wanted to hide somewhere, I wanted to take the time back, I wanted a plane to crash nearby to distract her but nothing was helping. My mouth was dry. I just stood with pleading eyes and wasn't able to form any sentence in my head. She was inconsolable and tears were running on her cheeks. She went upstairs and locked herself in the room. That was the worst moment of my life. I thought I have lost all. Now I was shaking my head. I was thinking, how strong is the grip of these fantasies that I have been pursuing them knowingly and un-knowingly even after being so nervous and anxious and still I was hoping against the hope. Am I addicted, am I unwell? No answer.


I was lost. I lost.


Despair and distraught.


I have learnt that every problem has a solution and if nothing is working then give it some time. Everything in hindsight and mostly unpleasant things can look like a milestone in this long journey called life. So, I decided to make coffee for us.


Well, what happened next was unexpected. After an hour, Jyoti came out of her room. She was not looking at me but the floor. She was still red faced with swollen eyes. After some pause, she said, "I am very very sorry, please forgive me". I was not able to digest it. What happened! I was standing with 2 coffee mugs in my hand and my mouth was open. Earlier, Jyoti reacted which made me speechless and now this U-turn has again flabbergasted me totally.


You see guys, In our conservative culture, Husbands command respect and wives are supposed to not disrespect them come what may. For a wife, all other sins are miniscule when you be-little your husband, shout on him, curse him. Its not a dominating and submissive kind but this feeling comes innately atleast at the beginning of the marriage for all wives. But we are also becoming liberal with many customs and meanings of relationship so this is also getting dissolved like other customs. Jyoti being from a small town & from a very conservative family from even Indian standards, these feelings are drummed down from mothers, Grand mothers and Aunts. She has made a big mistake shouting on me. But I am not conservative in this sense and I feel, she has all the right to express her feelings and she has just got blown away by the intensity of the situation. She never meant to disrespect me & I never meant to make her feel cheap.


I was very happy, mostly because, Jyoti was clearly not saying sorry for the heck of it. She meant it and it meant I was somewhat out of the darker region of forest but still lost. She showed maturity which is definitely required for the fantasies I was aspiring to fulfill. Oh! Again I cant get away from these fantasies and my thinking is tuned to see these incidents happening through the prism of these fantasies. Surprisingly, I am yet to define them in my head of what I want to fulfill. I am so twisted myself.


I kept the coffee mugs down and ran to hold her. Kissed her on her forehead, her eyes and cheeks and asked her to stop crying and she has nothing to be sorry about. I said that she was right and I was sorry for being so insensitive towards her. She looked me in the eyes now and said, "No, you need to forgive me 1st, how can I shout like this! I should have voiced my concerns in a better way but I was taken back by what happened. Please forgive me". I hugged her tightly and gave her the coffee.


She was also surprised by the coffee. She was confused. I could see that in her. We sat in the living room. I thought, I must let her talk and encourage her to open up. I said, Jyoti, I love you with all my heart and soul. You are my 1st priority. Please forgive me, (I stopped her from interrupting). I want to listen to all your concerns and feelings. I want you to treat me as your close friend and not a husband. I want to share my feeling with you without any second thought of guilt or embarrassment and I request you to show trust in me and open up. For any relationship to be successful communication is must and especially our relationship. We need to share our expectations and our fears. We need to be comfortable with the thought that we share each others secret, even if they are a bit for the lack of better work, weird. Come on!


Jyoti, sipping through the coffee and looking at the mug by lifting it multiple times. She was amazed by something. She said, "I agree with you that we must talk about our feelings and expectations but opening up is difficult especially for conservative and shy girl like myself. But I promise you that I will try to share my feelings with you instead of bursting like this. I am sorry". She took pause, drank few sips of coffee. She said, "You know, growing up I have never seen my father making tea or coffee for my mother after they had a fight. Here, I shouted on you and you could have shouted back and made me stop but you listened, gave me space and prepared this cup. I am really amazed. Well, to add to it, your wife, an hour back was almost naked in front of a stranger. Still, you not even talked about it and have no remorse for my action. You are not even making me feel bad that I was using such a cheap language (Randi/ Whore/ Slut) for myself, this is the first time, I have uttered this word and that too in front of my husband. After all this you are showering kisses and saying that you love me. What kind of husband are you? I am sure you aren't bad because you cared for me even though I crossed millions of limits but I am not sure how you are good either because I haven't seen, known or heard this phenomenon." She sighed and said, "Please tell me, I want to know, I want you to open up too".


Ahh! The ball is safely in my court but I took this as an opportunity. Now it was my time to sip coffee. I wished; it was something stronger. I looked at the roof and prayed, hope this goes well.


My dear, I am thankful for your understanding and trust and respect. See, we Indians have a rich history, we were modern in our times and had a lot of contribution to the world and society. We were so liberal that we wrote, published and preached how to do sex. You know the book name. Somewhere down the line, we lost our way a small bit and started treating women unequally. We made talking of sex as taboo. Furthermore, we made, Women talking about sex as the biggest taboo. We all have been made to believe that a women's sexuality depends upon their husbands and a women taking lead in this is mark of cheap and lowest category of females.


My dear, I am not saying, I am a very enlightened man but when I see you taking charge of yourself in all aspects of your life and act confident, I get even more infatuated by you and I fall head over heels. You know what is sexier than a naked woman or a liberally dressed women, It's a confident naked or liberally dressed women. That women can melt mountain. I fantasize to see you with that confidence. That's all is my way of thinking and intention.


Well, my words were very disarming and I felt Jyoti was letting her guard down. I went a bit philosophical on her. Since we were yet to develop any vocabulary to talk hot topics and I wasn't sure what could offend her. She couldn't believe what I just said. She couldn't respond.


I took this as a positive sign and carried on. I said that, you are letting external factors control you. I said whatever happened at the beach is a past and I as a husband have absolved you( since you needed that) from any guilt and given a chance, I paused and looked in her eyes, my heart was beating fast. Given a chance, I will again encourage you to repeat what you did and if possible, go and win the damn bikini contest. Jyoti was shocked!


I said, look at you now. You are in such a shock. Please tell me why? She blurted, "I cant believe you want me to explain myself on this, How can my husband ask me to be naked Infront of others. You were not in that room, If you will see what happened then you will surely kill me right now". I said, I was told everything by Angela. The name gets her every time it comes up. She again said that, I hope she told you that......


She stopped, looked unsure and brimming with emotions. I asked her, She told me what? Jyoti closed her eyes and collected herself and sighed. She said, I hope she told you that I was in the company of women who were as liberal as a porn movie heroines. They asked me if I have ever had sex with other men, If I had sex with you in the open and they said that doing these things will eventually make a darling for my husband. The asked me to be happy and smile when other men during competition will complement my body parts or pass even bad comments. They asked me that I should take them positively and be more provocative when this happens.


She added in the same breath that, "you know what, after few minutes of my reluctance I agreed with them and started believing that what they said was correct. I started doing the most provocative walks and taboo poses". My eyes were getting big, my head was spinning, my heart was beating fast but most importantly my penis was full mast poking through my pants. She took a glance at me rigid part but without flinching or reacting added, "I was so full of self belief that I started doing the same and while I was naked & bent down, 2 men entered and I didn't even corrected my position, dint even ran for clothes or try to hide. I stood my ground and shook hands with them. Your own Indian wife, who is supposed to even hide her face from our family men, who is supposed to run in another room of the house if outsiders come in the house, I, Jyoti, your symbol of respect was naked all along for half an hour with those men working on my body. They even touched your wife's body every where to put some cream".


She started huffing, tears in her eyes, She said, " I disgust myself, not because of all the above but while leaving I hugged and kissed them being naked in front of so many others and in that moment, I was feeling proud of myself. I hope you are told all these things. I am sure Angela didn't gave you these details else I would have been in my hometown with a Divorce paper in my hand because no Husband can take this". She stood up and got hyper, "Now you know I am a real randi, Now you know why I never spoke of that vacation, Now you know why I feel what I feel, I will pack my things and go away because nobody can accept such a low life of a wife. I have cheated you and I am the worst of my family. I am sure my family will burn me alive and if they love me, they will leave me in some other town far away and forget about me".


Roller coaster cant give me that feeling which is being given to me by all these incidents and Jyoti's reaction. Forget about erection, I caught her while she was wrestling me to leave her alone and she melted and started crying loudly, I couldn't hold the tears back too. I put her to bed after she exhausted herself with crying. I sat and thought that I must be the most cruel person who is letting my life partner to go through these situation knowingly. I can be sure the Indian readers will understand her pain and mine too. I took a solemn oath to let this fantasy go and even thought of finding an opportunity back in India. But as they say never say never!


I was sitting when I got a call and at that point. I have to leave for Brazil for 6 months on deputation (due to client pressure on a big project). It was on cards but I wasn't part of the team going there. I was surprised and given our current condition I was not able to process it. By night things settled down and I informed Jyoti that we have to leave for few months to Brazil. Brazil or Bombay, She didn't cared, She was a bit relieved that she is leaving the house where a plumber saw her naked. We were to depart in a week's time and things got so busy that there was no time to ponder upon.


Lets see what life is to offer us more.

[sanjaimanju90]

Chapter 7

My friends, Its been a long time and I haven't described how do we really look. We are not a Gym freak or anything like that but we are very fit. I have a lean body with muscles wherever a fit guy can have without any bulk. Jyoti too is fit and after marriage I am observing that she is gaining some weight which is giving her voluptuous appearance. Lately she is gaining and her ass and thighs are showing the advancement and so does her boobs. If you look at the model Jessica Kylie, she can be called her doppelganger including her face and body. But all those delectable assets are hidden under loose clothing mostly. I have asked her to start some form of exercise or workout so that her gains can be controlled and directed. I was not able to emphasize much on this aspect because it gives her the memories of Angela and her gym plans. All-in-all my wife is a Red-Hot girl at the peak of her charms.



Coming back to our story, we were in a difficult phase of our relationship. Both of us were unclear of what we expect from each other (especially myself) and what we are capable off (especially Jyoti). As I mentioned earlier that I was asked to visit Brazil. I was part of a 3-member group who will be stationed for few months to ensure smooth operation for our clients and We will be working in different cities from our client's office. I was given responsibility for a major bank as client and they provided me office space which was located in Rio de Janeiro. Long story short, Client was paying a hefty amount and we were forced to visit as Brazil was not preferred destination in terms of growth perspective. I was to be paid 3 times of my yearly wage in these few months. Looking at the handsome amount, I accepted the offer. I will be compensated fully for relocation and housing for these few months.


Jyoti was not excited about moving. She didn't question my decision though. We were packing and we had to relocate by the coming weekend. Things at home were still weird. Somehow this moving has given us both sometime to think upon what happened with us. After a lot of effort, we were able to get us ready for the flight on Saturday. We were to stay in hotel for few days before finding a suitable location to stay. Client has tagged with us a bank employee to coordinate and fulfill all our needs in coming days. His name is Carlos and he is a middle age man of maybe 45 to 50 years. Carlos English was unintelligible over phone call hence he used to let his young son talk.


I explained to Jyoti that Brazil is a whole different world than America & India. I said that, I too have no clue of this country, its people, places and culture apart from what's in pop culture. We have to somehow manage our time there. People don't speak English well there and that will become a huge barrier for us in our day-to-day life. She said, "somehow, I got hang of American English and now again I will be back to zero". I kissed her and just smiled. We reached Airport and checked in to our hotel. We were travelling very heavy thanks to Jyoti.


For next few days, I was busy at the work and sadly Jyoti was caged in the Hotel. Carlos helped me search a house on rent. Basically, he asked his brother to rent us his house for few months as it was vacant and it was next door to where Carlos was living with his family. I agreed because the house and the neighborhood were great and all essentials were at walking distance. For the week that we stayed at the hotel, Jyoti has made a friend with a local girl (housekeeping staff at the hotel) as she was one of the few people speaking in English and was very friendly in nature.


I came to know about the friendship only on the last day as we were leaving and this girl came to see us off. I saw the Girl (Carla) and I was astonished. She was a looker! I found out later that she was struck with tragedy and have opened up to Jyoti. I heard her referring Jyoti as Joy as a form of endearment. They had already exchanged numbers and have promised to meet in coming times.


We settled in the new house and on day 1 we met with Carlos and his family. He has a beautiful wife and 3 kids, 2 girls of similar age group of early 20s and a boy of late teens. We were invited for dinner and the Martin's were very welcoming. Carlos's wife Marla was very caring and Jyoti and all the ladies gelled together pretty well. Finally, we were settled and Jyoti got some company. That night I attempted intimacy after the plumber incident but Jyoti was not up for it. She was in pleasant mood but said she was tired. Well, a week passed and I was totally held up at office doing late hours. At the same time Jyoti got closer to Carla and Martin's. She was not complaining much about my absence as she was having an adventure of sorts while managing the household.


For the past many days, she was wearing her Indian kurta (top) and pajamas (bottoms) but on Sunday morning she wore a tank top and shorts. I was surprised while she was avoiding looking me in the eyes all morning. Once we sat for the late breakfast, after the meal she said she would like to talk to me about something. I was worried and my heartbeat started drumming. I asked her if everything is all right and she said it's all fine.


She started by sitting next me and put her head on my chest. She said that she is very sorry. I asked her why she is sorry & what she has done. She looked at me but didn't said anything. I saw her and she was just not able to utter, she wanted to express but she was nervous about something. I took her in my arms and comforted her. I said that she can't do anything that will hurt me, I requested her to utter whatever was bothering her.


She said she is sorry for that day. I knew what she was saying but I feigned ignorance and asked her what day. She said, when I shouted on you and used abusive & inappropriate words in front of you. I asked her to forget it and I begged sorry. She put her finger on my lips and said there is more.


Jyoti -- I am sorry for something else too; I have shared that incident which happened to us with Carla.


I was surprised, how could she share such a private thing with a stranger.


Jyoti -- I know what you must be thinking but I have developed a friendship with her and found myself very comfortable with her. She shared her stories about her ups and downs and her latest heartbreak and while consoling her I said something which led to unfolding of all our story from the beginning.


I said that, I hope she was not thinking of us as some weird couple. There are few things which is better to be known only between spouses.


Jyoti -- I know and I am sorry but she was very supportive......


I interjected, I know she has become your friend and she will perhaps support you and that's good that you have a friend who understands you. Jyoti lifted her finger again to stop me from saying and had a very faint smile on her face.


Jyoti -- I was saying that she is very supportive of you and your views!


I was not able to comprehend what she was saying and had a blank expression on my face.


Jyoti -- Yes, for the past few days, she has been talking and always giving me reasons behind all your actions and also motivating me.


When I stayed silent, she continued.


Jyoti -- She told me that getting a husband/ partner who is supportive of you and encourages you to better yourself is a blessing. I told her about our honeymoon and how I was picked up for the bikini competition and how I got cold feet. I also told her that I was fighting my morals and self-criticizing myself after that incident and how it affected our relationship. She was very concerned. She listened to all our story and told me many things. There were many things that she said but the one that stuck with me is to let life happen and don't judge everything on the basis of morals. She added that if you are having cold feet or having hard time deciding something then judge your actions on the basis of happiness of your loved ones. If an action that you are about to perform brings smile on your loved ones face than that act is good.


Jyoti -- So while dressing up today morning, I asked myself, If I wear a small top and shorts then how will you feel. I closed my eyes and imagined you smiling looking at me and I just got them on me. Please tell me you like it. Your happiness and satisfaction should be my priority and I have neglected that and for that I am sorry. Please tell me, I am very nervous.


I was speechless, I was having a feeling like a beggar has won a lottery. I stood up and hugged her so tight and lifted her up and kissed her passionately. I felt free from burden. I blessed Carla in my thoughts. I smiled wide and thanked her for caring for me and for dressing up for me.


When we settled after our romance, Jyoti began telling me about the Marla and her son Luke. Since the sisters are mostly busy doing what they do Jyoti had not met them. Marla was very helpful and supportive to us in this 1st week. Her son Luke has brought many items of help to our house at the insistence of Marla.


Jyoti -- Marla is a complete woman; she runs her house and lives of all her family members and does that without breaking a sweat. Also, Luke is very good boy. He is very shy and seems to be very introvert. He is a great student and always tops his class. Since you were busy for past week, we need to go for shopping. I need to return the favors to Marla.


I agreed, it was my off day and these chores must be completed. While leaving to change, I asked Jyoti that has she forgiven me for that plumber incident. Jyoti looked at me pensively and said that even though its still difficult to forget that incident but I have stopped blaming you for that. It was an accident.


I thought, at least her thinking is moving in a positive direction. Jyoti started to leave the room to change her dress. I was disappointed but I remembered Angela's words that pushing Jyoti will be futile. Jyoti quickly changed into that universal Indian attire of kurta and pajama. We left to a near by mall which was just 5 minutes walking.


We discovered that there is a huge Gym just at the corner of our street and the market starts from there. While out Jyoti observed that almost all the women were wearing shorts and top or a short sun dress. Most of them were beautiful and bold. We also observed some PDA here and there. Jyoti ignored and kept quiet. While we were observing gentry, Gentry was observing Jyoti as her dress was very unique.


As I have heard that Brazilian women were one of the most beautiful, sexy and bold women in the world. They take care of them selves quite well and maintain there beauty standards to the highest level, so much so that Brazil is one of the biggest beauty market of the world and they perform most number of aesthetic surgeries on women like boob & ass enhancement etc. I was experiencing that 1st hand at the office and now at the neighborhood. Jyoti was uncomfortable as this was 1st time she was out in a Brazilian city. That too in a world renowned Rio! It was a déjà vu moment as the same kind of tension we felt when we stepped out on the 1st day on our honeymoon at the beach resort.


This time Jyoti showed some maturity. She tried to 1st ignore when she saw few very boldly dressed women with an hour glass figure but after completion of our shopping and while coming back, she mentioned that, "the dresses that I feel shy about wearing in our bedroom and house even when I am alone, women here are wearing them on the street, I can't believe this". I just pulled her closer and said, I can understand your surprise, even I am surprised.


We reached home quickly; I was feeling very aroused due to what Jyoti wore in the morning and after seeing all those beauty on streets. I hugged Jyoti and started grazing my palm on her boobs. Her 1st reaction was to stop me but when I persisted, she just melted.


I said to her, "dear, I am in so much love with you, I am floored by your morning gesture. I wish you wore the same dress with me to the market. I am sure, you look far more beautiful than those women out in the streets."


Jyoti looked up at me and said, "how can you say or even ask me that, what will Marla and Carlos think. How can you allow me to dress like that."


I just smiled at her and said, "Marla and Carlos wont even think anything odd, also what you wore in the morning is way more conservative that what we saw women wore outside."


Jyoti -- You know where we come from, even the male of our country doesn't go out in baniyan (wife beater tank top that men in India wear inside shirts) and you are saying that me, a traditional married women should wear it outside on street.


I said, "Yes, I am saying the same, I want you to open up, we are not in India and frankly speaking, I will request you to wear a tank top even if we are in India. Please."


Jyoti -- You know the shorts and top idea was only for Sunday and that to strictly inside our house.


I said, "Ok, then what you would have done if a delivery guy showed up at the door or even better Luke showed up." Jyoti bit her figure and said that she didn't think of that scenario. I laughed and said, "What if I say, you wear tops and shorts in the house for next week and don't change when someone comes, Please, this will definitely put a big smile on my face". Jyoti smiled and felt like she got trapped in her own logic. She just said OK, she will try. Oh, I was supper happy.


Jyoti segregated some of the grocery item and asked me to come to Martin's house to give them some of the things back and thank them. I agreed and went with her. They were our next-door neighbors and the moment we came on street; we saw, few guys were hitting Luke. I quickly ran and came in between trying to stop the punches. They boys ran and Luke was bruised and blood was coming from his lips. He started sobbing and then went running inside his house.


We too went behind him and saw Marla running behind him to his room. We waited and after 5 minutes Marla came out and sat on the dinning table and started crying. We just couldn't understand what was the matter. Jyoti asked Marla about Luke's bruises. Marla, just waved her hand. We sat down on the table and started consoling her. Marla spoke up.


Marla -- Thank you for intervening!


I asked what is the matter, why can't we complaint to some authority.


Marla -- Just let it be, I am really worried about Luke. You know he is good in studies but he is not so good in other parts of his life. He is not part of any sports team, he has no friends and is just alone.


I asked her that why those boys were hitting Luke to which Marla replied.


Marla -- Well as I said, He is a nerd and very bad in making friends, especially when it's a girl. Long back, he went to a party where he was invited, after my insistence, he went to attend but there few boys and girls teased him and made him drink force fully and made an embarrassing video of him. He was devastated by that and since then he has lost all the confidence. Since his sister also got embarrassed by this video, they started treating him badly and ignored him. He has completely closed himself and only shares his feelings with me when I force him.


Jyoti & Myself felt really sad, Jyoti asked about the boys hitting him.


Marla -- I think its about a girl, there is a small beach event here organized by Carlos's brother and he is supposed to be there with a girl and I think he asked someone for it and her boyfriend came with her friends. This is my best guess as what little he just now told me.


After talking to Marla and Carlos in the evening we went back to our house. Jyoti was upset. She told me, Luke reminds her one of her cousins with whom she was very close before marriage. Well the next 6 days went while I was again held up by office works. On Monday, Jyoti wore her Indian attire. I showed her my disappointed baby face and went to office. At office, she sent me a selfie with a top with loose sleeves and biggest shorts. I was happy while she was looking very cute.


Next day, she wore a T-shirt long and Shorts from the morning and I beamed with smile. She told me that she shared me request with Carla and Carla insisted not to disappoint me. I said that Carla is an angel who has come to my rescue. She pinched me and pushed me out of the door. She told me she changed he dress back to Indian when she visited Marla. This continued and on Friday evening when I returned home, I saw Jyoti in a very tight tank top and very short shorts. This was the shortest that she had. I just grabbed her the moment I entered the house. When I calmed down, I saw Jyoti not being in the moment. I asked her what happened and she told me all about the week.


Jyoti -- I met Marla and Luke many times this week. Once Marla was not at home and I found Luke answering the door. He was very uncomfortable facing me. I grabbed the door when he was shutting and went inside. I said to him that, he can consider us as his family and not be embarrassed by what happened. He was not talking at 1st but I told him that I had a cousin who looked like him and showed his pic on my phone, he was really surprised by the uncanny resemblance. When I shared that how I missed him and I really wish I could see him, he started opening up. He showed me his project and all. We spoke for half an hour when I asked him about that incident.


Jyoti -- Firstly, he said let it be. You can't do anything. I said that, hey, you know, If anyone would have hit my cousin back in India, I would have crushed their skull with the help of my brothers and friends. He said that, he asked this girl for the date on a beach event but unfortunately, she hooked up with some bad guy recently as she was one of the very few single girls he knew. I asked him why he must go with a girl on that day. He told me that, its kind of any yearly event and all his friends, cousins etc will come to this party and he thought if he has a girl with him, all his past will be forgotten, his parents and sisters will start respecting him and at last he will not be an embarrassment to Martin's.


I was listening very patiently and Jyoti was very passionately telling this.


Jyoti -- I asked him, why being with a girl is so important to you. I said that in our country its not how the boys are judged by their family and relatives. He dejectedly looked at me and said that he already warned me that I won't understand. He said, its not India, its Brazil! I am wasting our time. After getting irritated, he said, look at your dress (I was wearing a long and loose kurta and shalwar), you dress like an alien how can you understand our culture and mindset. I told him, I am sorry for frustrating him. He was having tears in his eyes when I left his house.


Jyoti -- After coming back, I called Carla and told her all this. She told me that the boy is right and he needs a girl to be accepted in his social circle, She told me many reasons for it. When I told her about the alien comment that he made, she was surprised that even after my promise of wearing shorts and top, why was I wearing my loose dress. I told her that shorts and top is meant only for the house and not for outside. She just gave me disappointed sigh. She told me that looking beautiful is the norm here. I said that I look beautiful in my Indian loose dresses too. She laughed and said Joy please understand the standards of beauty here. Until you don't show your half thighs and cleavage with back, sometime side boobs, you will be termed at Puritano/ Prude or a village girl without any class.
Jyoti -- Carla requested me to wear my best top and shorts and look for more dressing ideas. That's when I put on this top and shorts which you can see is very tight. I hope I am not looking ugly or vulgar because .....


I held Jyoti again and said that she is the most sexy and hot girl in Rio right now. She just smiled as she didn't took my words seriously. She said..


Jyoti -- After I wore this, there was a bell on the door and as I was on a high after Luke's outburst and Carla's speech; I opened the door and saw Luke standing. He was not even looking at me while holding something that Marla sent for me. I picked it up and asked Luke to come inside. Luke started mumbling which I couldn't understand as some of it was in Portuguese. I stopped his rant and told him that I was sorry for being insensitive to his feelings and his culture. He looked at me and smiled after seeing me dressed. I told him that back in our country women don't dress like this and every second of me being dressed like this and in front of you is like a sin.


Luke -- Hey, I see that we both are sorry for what we said but still my problem remains. I am feeling lost. It seems like there will be one more year of humiliation and embarrassment in store for me.


Jyoti - He started moving towards the door to leave. I started having a similar feeling which I had when plumber showed up. Even if I was dressed in an immoral and vulgar dress as per my standards both Plumber and Luke were not acting strange as if I am all dressed in saree. I called to him and said to him that I know a girl who is a friend and if I request, she will agree to accompany you on that day. She is a bit elder that you, like of my age. I hope you will be okay. Luke turned around and with delight he ran and hugged me.


While saying this Jyoti looked at me and said that "I am really sorry, I am keep getting in these situation where I feel, I am committing an immoral act and I have to keep saying sorry to you, my sorrys are loosing its value". When I hugged her tightly while kissing her forehead, she felt my hardness. She looked down and felt it with hand and looked at me.


Jyoti -- I have observed that whenever there is an odd situation, you get hard, this happened on the beach, during bbq, plumber incident and today. Please tell me if this means you don't like me or you want me to do these sinful and lowly acts.


I said that this is just the excitement caused by her hot body standing so close to mine. I asked her what happened when he hugged you and from where you will get a girl.


Jyoti -- Well I was shocked and couldn't decide on my reaction for few seconds. I saw him happy for the 1st time after we met 2 weeks back. He separated after few seconds and then I left my breadth which was stopped due to sudden hug. After I sent him, I called Carla and told her all about this but she told me that she was already booked tickets for Sala pala (She didn't knew the name Sao Paulo) for tonight to visit her ailing mother over the weekend.


I asked her that when is the party, and she said its on Sunday, 2 days from today. She was very tensed and said that


Jyoti -- I don't know why I got myself involved in this and I don't want to be the person or the reason for more disappointment for Luke. He was so happy which can be seen in his eyes. Probably by now he would have told this to Marla. I can't face Marla after this.


I started wrapping my head around all this. My hard core conservative wife was standing with me in our temp house of Rio, wearing a tight fitting short dress. She has just hugged an 18-year-old guy and was arranging a meet up for him with her friend. I was really hot and hard. I just closed my eyes for a second and has a familiar image of her standing nude in the crowded hotel lobby where we did our honeymoon. I think, there is some connection to all these feelings. By the time Jyoti was in kitchen started making team for me. I went to our room to change. While having bath, I was so excited that I orgasmed without much touching myself.


I started analyzing myself. Why I get excited when Jyoti gets into these odd situations, why I always encourage her to dress in smaller clothes. I asked myself, if I am satisfied with what Jyoti was wearing today and surprisingly the answer came as NO. I read somewhere that if kinky feeling persist even after your Cumming then you really want that kinky stuff. I closed my eyes while water was falling on my head. I was relaxed and started going through all the instances of our marriage and my cock just sprang back. I looked in the mirror and said to myself that I want Jyoti to wear as little at possible. Then I said to myself in the mirror that I don't blame myself for the plumber incident and I am happy that the plumber saw my wife's precious and hidden body parts. My hard on was intense at this point. I confessed that I want Jyoti to be an exhibitionist and will device ways and means to make sure this happens.


Suddenly a thought hit me, If not Carla, why cant Jyoti accompany Luke as a date. I was cumming without touching myself. Oh my God, what a revelation. After I cummed, I was still on a high and wanted to realize my fantasies.

[sanjaimanju90]

Chapter 8

I had a revelation. I vowed to make Jyoti an exhibitionist wife. This was something of a desire that was simmering inside me but I was not able to come to terms with it.



After burst of my kinky emotions and 2 orgasms, when I came out of the shower, I was a bit calm and I was thinking with my mind and not my cock.


I realized what I felt inside and was feeling guilty. I felt that I was planning to manipulate my lovely wife and that is deceiving her and cheating.


At the same time, I reasoned with self that I have some desires which I want my better half to fulfill. What is wrong in that!


Hmmm! I thought that I will always put out my feelings and desires as requests in front of Jyoti and will always be respect her decisions.


If she refuses to do something then, I can convince her with reason and love but I will never do anything to break her trust.


I felt somewhat redeemed in my heart. When Jyoti brought Tea for us, I felt jittery and nervous about how to convince her of something so unreal and impossible.


Jyoti was looking anxious and sad.


I told her to let go and enjoy the evening. She just looked at a distance and sipped her tea. I said, I know we can't disappoint Luke after knowing his past and present situation but what can we do.


Jyoti said, "I will request Carla to comeback on Sunday, or send any of her friend on that day, maybe she will agree or maybe she will think I am too clingy.


I hope she doesn't break our friendship over this, I can't lose a friend and I can't lose Marla and Luke as a friend too. I am so much in trouble, please help me. I can't let this go."


I put my team down and looked her in the eye and said, there is a way out of this and all your friends will be intact.


She just looked at me with desperate smile hoping I have found a magical solution.


I relaxed myself internally and said, why can't you accompany Luke on Sunday. As you said, Luke didn't mind when you said Carla is a bit elder to him.


This will solve all your problem and you will earn a strong bond with Marla and Martins.


Jyoti was just a statue, her tea cup was stopped before her lips and it remained there, she just looked at me.


Her face was brimming with shock and surprise. After few seconds, I waved in front of her face and she flinched.


I said, what do you say to my idea. Jyoti closed her eyes, put back the cup on the table and remained still. After few seconds, again I called to her and she opened her eyes and spoke.


Jyoti -- what are you saying, have you lost all sense. I don't want to discuss this any further.


Jyoti just left the room; I remained and finished my tea. I was feeling disappointed that I upset her once again.


After half an hour, I herd her voice, probable she was talking to someone. When she came out a bit latter, she was bursting with anger. I said, I am sorry and I didn't know any other way out.


Jyoti -- How can you even bring up something so bad. How your thought goes in that direction. Why its always like this. You know that I just can't take your unorthodox behavior. Indian men don't do that.


Men are supposed to protect their wives but you always put me out there.


Men don't let anyone see their wife's body but you encourage me to dress like a cheap woman.


Any red-blooded man will get boiled if a wife is even allegedly gets flirted by another man but you get hard when a stranger hugs your wife and you are proposing that your wife should go on a date with another man in front of the world. Are you even a man. Do you even love me.


I thought of taking this head on, I said in a calming voice that, "first you need to relax and let me explain before questioning my masculinity and love.


Darling, when I request you to wear short dresses and don't care when others see you and when I proposed you to go with Luke on Sunday, it symbolized my masculinity and my love for you." Jyoti asked "how" in an exasperated way.


I said, "Because I am man enough to let you feel freedom and not tangle you in a toxic relationship, I love you enough to not put restriction on you like other so-called red-blooded men.


Moreover, I am confident of your love that even if someone approaches you or flirt with you, you will always be loyal to me and will always love me and not leave me.


I am so confident of my masculinity that I can let people see you in your smallest of clothes and still not be jealous or have ill feelings for you."


Jyoti was just listening and she didn't have any argument. I continued by saying, I love you to the moon and back and you are right I am not one of those men whom you know.


I don't think women are only to do household jobs and they don't have any other aspect of life other than being a maid for their husbands.


I care for your happiness because when you came to me on that beach on our honeymoon to ask me my permission to go with the girls in bikini and do all those stuffs, I just supported you and never ever pointed a finger even after you neglected me after coming ack from honeymoon.


Even I can forgive you for questioning my Masculinity but I can't forgive you for questioning my love for you."


Jyoti was stunned, she didn't know what to say. Whatever I said was true. Jyoti sat on the chair with a gloomy look.


She said, "I am sorry dear, here I was worried about losing friends and in the process, I upset you and questioned your love but dear how can you ask a married woman to date someone."


I replied back saying that, if a 3rd person is asking a married woman to date someone then I can understand your feeling but here I am you husband and i am asking you to go on Sunday with Luke so that we can help a boy who is in need.


I can understand your outraged feeling but if I am happy to let you go and be a date for a poor guy for 1 day then what's the harm.


Jyoti just moved her head in disbelief. I said, if you have any other idea then you can tell or else agree on this.


Jyoti -- You know how crazy this is for me and I am totally overwhelmed by this situation and all your explanations.


I just spoke to Carla when I was in the room and she was pitying on me because I am so wrapped up on my traditional believes that I can't see what I have as in what kind of great husband I have.


She shouted on me to go on Sunday and told me that I am over analyzing the situation. That's when I cut her call and came out of the room angry. I think you both are mad.


That's when the phone rang, it was Marla. When Jyoti picked up, Marla sounded very happy and chirpy, she thanked Jyoti for getting a date for Luke and said that Luke is all busy in preparation and has told everyone that he going to the fest with a date.


Jyoti looked at me dejectedly and just said "your welcome" to Marla. After some more talks call was disconnected. Jyoti with a sarcastic and angry face said, "congratulations! Your beloved wife has a date on Sunday."


Well I was over the moon, I was joyous and nervous and happy and terrified and so much more but more importantly I was HARD.


Jyoti saw my manhood and started shaking her head in disbelief but she had a small smile at the end. I ran towards her and lifted her up. She was still in her tank top and short shorts and I put my lips on her boobs over the top and started sucking.


I took her to the bedroom and opened her top and shorts very quickly. She was not expecting this but I was not able to control my feelings. I kissed her on the lips and thew my clothes in the meantime.


I held her close and told her that, "dear, I give you my complete blessing to go on a date with Luke and I don't want you to go there as a favor for Luke or Marla but as an act of love for your husband."


I started unclasping her bra and started mauling her breast. Her breasts are so spongy yet taut and stands so straight, I started feeling overly aroused. I put my tongue to use and started circling her areola with deft touches.


She started moaning just a bit. Her hand started circling me and started feeling back of my neck and head. I put my fingers in her panties and started making circles over her creamy pussy and clit.


I disconnected my face from her melons and said, "my dearest, I am so lucky to have a perfect wife but I want you to express love with the same passion as you express your anger and discontent, just minutes ago you said I am not a man and I don't love you.


I want you to say that you love me and you will go on a date with Luke for me and will try to explore and enjoy just like you did with Angela on that bikini contest day."


Jyoti suddenly stopped when she herds me say bikini competition and Angela. I inserted my fingers in her pussy and with thumb I was playing with her clit & I said, "you know Angela told me all that happened in that room and after the plumber incident you told me that how you felt like a Randi and Slut in that room.


As you see, I have never ever brought it up in our talks and never shown my regret or disapproval for events happened on bikini contest day or the with plumber because I love you and I trust you and I want sometimes to see your crazy side.


I loved it when you used bad words for yourself."


Jyoti started feeling the heat of my fingers and put a finger on my mouth and started to undo my boxers.


She took my cock in her hand and put it at the entry and started to push. I tried to enter in her very tight pussy and 50% of my cock went inside.


Jyoti just held my cock in her hand and stopped me. She looked me in the eyes and said "You are my love and my god and I can't disobey you.


I am sorry for my behavior today and earlier. After the bbq party I promised you to give you your dream wife and I tried but every time I have to cross a big moral boundary which is as bad as any sin".


I started becoming soft and Jyoti realized this. She started stroking half of my cock in her hand.


She continued by saying, "Jaan, I am sorry again for what I am going to say now and god is my witness that how devoted and pure wife I am but for you my husband I can be a Randi or a prostitute or a slut and a vyasya anything you want.


I have shouted on you after that plumber saw my nude and today to and to repent this sin, I will fulfill your desire and I will go happily for a date with another man."


My tools was like an iron rod at this time and I tried to start the to and fro but Jyoti held it tightly with a death grip.


She said, "My dear for going further you have to promise me something."


She looked very serious, she added, "You have to promise that your respect for me will never decrease, your love for me will never decrease and you will always believe me when I say that I am a pativrata stree (fidelity of women towards her husband) and always will be".


I will never be able to fully understand and adjust this modern culture and will always be tradition orthodox desi backward wife. Do you promise?"


I held both her hands and kissed her with intent and my acceptance of her promise.


I said, I promise I will always be dedicated to you and will trust you and will always hold you in highest regard and love you till my last breath, she started smiling.


Then I said, even if you roam in a bikini on the street, even if you use words like Randi and Slut for you or start using matherchod or behenchod words when you get excited or horny.


Even if you go on dates, even if you start wearing smallest of the small clothes around house, I will always see you as my tradition pativrata lovely wife.


Jyoti was leaking and I was oozing, there was no stopping this train. I was going at fast speed in her and she started moaning as loudly as possible and I was grunting and saying, fuck you my randi biwi(wife).


I held her sumptuous, big and delicate ass in my hand started giving my last performance, in some time we both came and that was the most explosive and dirtiest sex of our married life.

[sanjaimanju90]

Chapter 9

I have brought some kink out of Jyoti, my true conservative wife. I am mesmerized and surprised by our very vocal and open sex last night but I am very nervous and anxious about facing her today morning. Everything that happened yesterday was due to our horny feelings and we went with the flow but today is another day.



Today is Saturday and tomorrow being the day when my beloved will go on a date with a young 18-year-old. This is not some private date but the guy will introduce his complete community that she is her girlfriend. Phew!!! What a thought. Let me pinch myself! How has this become possible?


Also, the truth is that Jyoti is naïve about this situation and her POV is that she is helping Luke out of trouble and giving back favors to the Martin's. She has realization that she is venturing in the realm of sinners and morally bankrupt but she has some consolation that her own husband has proposed this idea and that I have insisted on this.


As a person, Jyoti is most loyal, highly moral, very pure soul with caring heart. She can't betray me in her dreams of dream but our story has come to this juncture where she has to take these steps. In our country, women will go to any extent to save their modesty and perceived character & more so a woman from an undeveloped part of the state.


All said and done, our women have unwavering resolve and if they set to achieve something then they will leave no stone unturned. I love my wife more that I can ever express and my pursuit to modernize her thinking and attitude has met with strong resilience of modesty and fidelity of my wife. The only tool at my disposal is the love that we have and the respect and position of strength a husband commands in our relationship.


When we woke up, Jyoti was not able to look me in the eyes while talking and she was avoiding me and running away to do some chores just to get out of my view. I can understand that she can't believe what she did and said yesterday.


I held her to myself very tightly and looked her in the eyes. She immediately looked down. I said to her that as I promised yesterday, nothing can stop me from loving & caring my wife. Please realize that I am in my senses and I am not guided by any horny feelings now. I want you to believe me when I say that I will respect you and will always believe in you and will trust you. I will never ever humiliate you or look down upon you. You will always be my queen and will rule my heart and my life.


Jyoti started tearing up and hugged me. She said that, "How can I be so lucky to have such a loving husband. Thank you, my Jaan. I was really feeling scared about last night. Somehow you have lowered my fear and angst. I don't know how to behave in this world".


"Carla always tells me that I have the best partner but now I realize why she tells what she tells. Even after all my sins, even after you knowing my cheap act on the bikini competition day and other such acts, even after my misbehaviors, you always remain calm and always think about me".


I stopped her from saying anything else and said that what you mentioned as bad and cheap acts like yesterday night or when you roamed naked in front of men and women on bikini competition day is what makes me love you more. The naughtier you become, the more loving I will be. The more shameless acts you do, the more respect you get from me.


Jyoti was silent, she was just shocked with my last line. I just kissed her forehead and told her to not over analyze this. And the doorbell rang.


In comes Marla, all happy and excited having a box full of cookies and sweets in her hand. She handed it to me and hugged Jyoti. She was so relieved that her son is at last excited about something and happy. She asked Jyoti about his date. Jyoti got cold feet and instinctively lied about Carla as Luke's Date for Sunday.


Marla was all happy and said that Luke is eager to meet her and he may come to us to further take some info. I asked Marla to not disclose the name to Luke and We will tell him personally. Marla was content and was praising Jyoti without stopping.


When she left, Jyoti started walking briskly here and there and started talking to herself. I told her to compose herself, its okay. She was not listening. I offered her coffee and some breakfast. After that, she went to bedroom and closed the door.


Well I waited for her and then went inside, I looked at her. She was dejected. I asked her what happened. Why she is so upset. I was starting to lose cool. I was also living this emotional sea saw and that was bringing out feelings of desperation but then I remembered Angela's words, when she said that Jyoti is meant to rule the world but we all have to convince her with care and not push her too far.


I took few deep breaths and hugged her while she was sitting. She was in her Indian Kurta Shalwar. I told her, "Darling, I want to confess to you about something." She just looked me without any expression. I told her, "I will tell you my true feeling, I have been holding this thought all this time and was very worried that if you come to know it then you will think bad about me".


She turned towards me and with a questioning look said what is the matter.


Me -- Dear, I have told some of it to you but I want to open up.


Joy -- So tell me please!! I am getting worried.


Me -- My love, I am not sure if it's a problem or its natural but I love it when you attract attention, I love it when you feel confident. I love it when you take lead and do something risqué.


Me -- I feel myself so lucky to have you as my wife because you are so beautiful and loving. I want you to feel the same way about yourself. We have lived with each other for sometime now but after our fights and our many naughty adventures, the saddest thing is your lack of self-belief. This is when you look your worst.


Last line got her attention and she started saying something but I stopped her.


Me -- I want you to become modern, not only with your looks but also with your attitude and belief. You know, the day of the bikini competition was the greatest and the worst day of my life.


Joy -- Why?


Me -- Greatest because of what you did, how you behaved, what you wore or not wore, how you treated stranger MEN, how you wanted to make me proud and how sexy and hot you looked.


Jyoti became self-conscious and wanted to get buried into the bed.


Me -- Do you want to know, why it's the worst day of my life.


Joy -- Because I left the competition?


Me -- No, not at all. It is because, I couldn't witness it, I was not there to praise you and not there to hug you and say that how proud I am. I want to see that kind of attitude from you. I want to witness it and that will give me the satisfaction I am desperately seeking in my mind.


Joy -- But but...


Me -- Yes, I know what you will say, how can a husband feel like this, do you even love me or care for me etc etc....


Me -- Whenever I orgasm, I imagine you in a bikini in a hotel lobby full of strange men. I get really hard. In my imagination you act so confident and you don't care about your lack of cloth. I see you happy in a bikini.


Me -- Sometimes I wish you give me a surprise when I come back from office by opening the door in your shortest clothes or without them. I imagine you coming with me to restaurants and malls in tightest and shortest dresses. I wish you start wearing heels. I wish you become outgoing and make friends. Oh, I desire for you to feel hot and horny and share those feelings with me.


I looked her in the eyes and repeated myself.


Me -- I, your husband, your life partner and your love want you to go on a date. And I promise you that this one act of yours will be the biggest gift you can give me. I want you to explore this and experience first hand how loving and naughty wife behave when supported by husbands.


Joy -- I am speechless, what do you mean by naughty wife.


Me -- How to tell you this without hurting you. I want you to be a hotwife and exhibitionist hot wife. There I said it. Uffff!


I started huffing as if a big weight has lifted from me.


With eyes as big as she can get, Joy -- Hotwife, what is that?


Me -- Well you can search all about it on the internet. You know, it takes hell lot of courage to open up and tell your deepest desire and secret to your partner. I am so vulnerable right now. It feels like I have given my control to you.


I stood up and started walking briskly around the bed. I was so nervous. There was some sweat on my head. I too felt like crossing a major boundary in our relationship. I plead to her to not get angry on me and not think of me as a horrible low life of a person.


Jyoti got up and held me with her arm to stop me from moving. She put her palm on my chest to stop me and realized my heart beat was jacked up. She looked me in the eye but I looked away. She took my face and kissed me and hugged me. She said, "I love you, I have already said sorry for what I said to you yesterday and before."


Joy -- I am not angry but I am curious and I get worried, how these feelings of yours will affect our marriage. I always feel inadequate and live under pressure of expectation.


I started feeling bad about all the desires that I have and wanted jyoti my pure wife to fulfill them.


Joy -- I realized now that what you expect from me is coming from a place of love and you don't have any intention to betray me. Even though I am not clear what you want from me but the way you have shown courage to open up and let it out your feelings shows that you trust me.


Joy -- If you trust me then I will trust you and will try to listen to you for the next few hours. Till the Sunday night I will try to do as you expect. I will take this leap of faith.


Me -- Jaan, Oh my sweetest love. Thank you.


Jyoti after listening this picked up the phone and called Marla and asked her to send Luke to our house and in a short while in comes Luke.


Joy -- Hi Luke!


Luke -- Hi Mrs. Sharma and Mr. Sharma!


I said Hi and asked him about some mundane things.


Joy -- Luke, there is something I need to tell you. I know you are very excited about tomorrow and all.


Luke -- I knew it. How can I be that lucky. There is no girl right. You lied to me. Fucking hell!


I stopped Luke from further getting upset and asked him to atleast listen to Jyoti my wife.


Joy -- Well its my mistake, I promised you something without asking my only friend and somehow she is not in town and she cant make it.


Luke sat on the couch and put his head in his palms and started blabber about his fate. I looked at my beautiful wife and she was all nervous. How can she not. Something she has to utter now which is against every moral fiber present in her body. Luke was dejected and started to get up to leave. My pious wife ran and stood in front of Luke and asked him to stop.


Joy -- I have a suggestion if you agree.


Luke just looked her with some hope.


Joy -- I want, umm, Sid wants to...


Luke got frustrated and was starting to leave when Jyoti held his hand and said with loud voice.


Joy -- Luke don't leave, just listen to me.


Luke -- What!


Joy -- I can come with you as your girlfriend tomorrow.


Jyoti quickly moved towards me and stood with me. Luke looked down while shaking his head and said.


Luke -- I know you mean good but thank you.


Joy -- Luke, I am serious, I will come with you. You don't need to feel bad.


Luke -- I don't need your pity. I am not capable of making a girlfriend and you don't need to be doing something for me out of sympathy.


Joy -- No luke, I am serious. This is not the time to debate on what I am doing and why.


Luke -- Hey, I needed a girlfriend to go on a date and not a neighbor who is married.


No one said anything for few seconds.


Luke -- Well, you want to come with me as a date, look at you, look at your dress. How do you think they will behave when they see you like this. My friends and cousins will bully me to hell.


As a husband, Jyoti was my pride and joy. She was everything good about my life right now and I cant let any Tom Dick and Luke to make her feel sub-standard.


Me -- Luke, I think you are showing your lack of experience with the fairer sex. Jyoti if need be can become a dream girl in a second. She is the most beautiful women I have seen. She cant be compared to all the thirsty Nancy's parading here and there but given a chance she can be one of them or even hotter than the hottest girl in Brazil.


Me -- Do you know, Jyoti has participated in a bikini competition. Jyoti has won hearts and praises of the top bikini models. She is just limited by her desire to be morally straight but when she decides she becomes The Goddess.


Jyoti after listening to this was so pumped that she hugged me in front of Luke and had tears in her eyes.


Me -- It was my idea to help you get out of this misery of a state as you are now our friend but it seems you are selfish and thankless.


Joy -- No Please! Luke isn't thankless, he is just confused. I can understand.


Luke -- I am sorry Mr. Verma but you can't understand. Just for example, what will I introduce her as. Her name is so so ...oriental that they won't believe me that she is my Girlfriend.


Me -- You can introduce her as Joy. Even I will call her by that name to make her respond to it when she is called.


Luke -- I am sorry to both of you and especially Joy. I don't know how to say this but she is very beautiful and I realized this when I first saw her but....but my friends will start talking when they will see her in something she is wearing right now.


Me -- Joy! Luke has a point here; you need to dress for the occasion.


Joy -- Stop calling me Joy.


Me -- I always wanted to give you a name of endearment and what better name than Joy and what better occasion than this and I winked at her.


Joy -- Ok I have my few t shirts and jeans. I can wear them.


Luke -- Joy, look at this....


Luke after that picked out his phone and opened Instagram, He said


Luke -- These are my cousins with their friends and GFs and some of them are my college mates. See these. He started scrolling pics of them.


Luke scrolled through pictures of some hot girls. Before Luke went overboard, I took his phone and spoke


Me -- That's nice Luke. I will make sure Joy is aptly dressed.


Hey! What kind of husband I am. I just assured my wife's boyfriend that my shy wife will dress in a sexy dress for their 1st date.


Joy looked at me and said


Joy -- What about Marla and Luke's family when they come to know about this. What Marla will think of me. Oh I haven't even thought of this.


Luke -- Don't worry about mom, She will jump with joy. She thinks you are the best girl ever and she asks my sister to learn from you. She thinks you are beautiful and wishes to find a girl like to marry me.


Luke by his inexperience uttered something so outrageous that myself and Joy got shocked.


I asked Luke to go for now and we will discuss details further. When Luke left. I pounced on Joy and started massaging her breast and ass and smooching her neck.


She asked me, Joy -- Do you love me?


Me -- Of course darling. You are my precious wife.


Joy -- Do you think I am cheap?


Me -- You are my queen darling? I can't praise you enough. You are great.


Joy -- What about Marla? What about the stupid dress that Luke wants me to wear. I don't know what to do.


About that time, Marla came again and asked Jyoti to come with her for discussion in our kitchen. Before Marla could say anything, Jyoti started blabbering.


Joy -- I am sorry Marla, I never meant to do any such thing but I cant leave Luke like this after promising him a date and my friend was not in town. I am sorry, I am sorry.


Marla -- What are you saying, I am so grateful that I have friends who are so selfless and can go any extend to help us. But what about Sid, does he know.


Joy -- Yes, he even proposed this idea when my friend couldn't come.


Marla had a twinkle in her eyes.


Marla -- You know you are so lucky to have a husband like this.


Joy -- Everyone seems to tell me this but I don't understand why?


Marla -- You told me he asks you to wear modern dresses, make friends, go out and enjoy and now he arranged a date for you. He is like a man made in heaven for you.


Joy -- I love him but I don't understand his requests and now you are saying this too. He said something like he wants a hotwife. I know I am beautiful but I am not that kind of girl that looks very good in that sense.


Marla -- Jyoti, Jyoti! wake up my dear, what world are you living in. The way you talk is like a naïve college girl who doesn't know a thing. Its ok. I am sure Sid has thought it through. Anyways I am so happy about this.


Marla -- Tomorrow my son will get a beautiful date to show and my friend you will learn a thing or two about Brazil and what it means to be a young beautiful hot woman in Brazil.


Marla left and Joy was wondering what she meant when she came and told me about Marla's discussion.


It was around 1pm and I said we need to go for some shopping.


Jyoti said, why we have to do shopping, I have enough clothes.


Me -- You promised me something yesterday and today and I want you to make me happy till Sunday night and if you want to go back to your Salwar suit after that then I won't stop you.


I got an Idea during Luke's visit and I asked Jyoti to give me her phone. I quickly downloaded Instagram and made an ID in the name of Joy Sharma. Married Wife.


Joy -- What this, you know I don't like this. My family hates all this and they deleted these apps from my brother's phone and warned all of us to ever use them.


Me -- My dear wife, you are not only their daughter anymore but my wedded wife and I want my wife to shine and see I have put your pet name Joy Sharma.


Joy -- But they will see my face and recognize me.


Me -- You are not supposed to add any of our family members or friends back home. This app will help you socialize here in our home and back in US. I want you to be the most leading lady of Instagram. Let's put a picture of yours. I clicked a pic of her in Salwar suit and put some filters to make her look a bit unlike her.


I am so excited; things are moving and amazing things are supposed to happen. I want to re-establish that I love my wife and my respect and love is growing since she is agreeing to experiment with my ideas.

[Unclekol]

Update please, awesome so far

[Glenlivet]

Good.