[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.

[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

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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.

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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.

[sanjaimanju90]

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!

[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.

[sanjaimanju90]

Chapter 10

My lady love, my better or best half and my dream girl, my queen and my pious, plain, prim, conservative and shy wife Jyoti is now on Instagram as Joy. She is ready to go for shopping to buy a dress for her beach date. I asked her to come in her conservative Indian attire to the shopping.



Jyoti is 36DD 28 36, No bulge whatsoever but not a tight body either. She stands at 5ft 7inch and by far the prettiest women I can imagine and can be compared to some most beautiful models or movie stars. She just doesn't have confidence of a beautiful and bold women.


She wants to put layers of clothing over her body not only to cover it all but also to hide the curves. She hates when her boobs move while walking. She used to wear the most common cotton innerwear. All in all, she didn't care about her look in a non-traditional way.


In traditional ways, she would wear her chuda (red bangles supposed to be worn by married women), Nose ring, small ear rings, Mangal sutra (a holy necklace supposed to be worn by married women), Silver Anklets, and finger & toe rings. She wears a vermilion on her hair partition (a small line only) and a small bindi on her forehead just b/w eyebrows.


She would look stunning in any Indian dress but again having no self-knowledge of being an outstanding beauty. She loves to wear all her jewelries and I really like those on her. I think most western women get attracted towards Jewelries but don't wear them as much as Indian women do.


When walking to the nearby shopping areas, I held her very tight. I was feeling overwhelmed by these emotions. I felt deep love towards Jyoti and I took her to a restaurant first. We sat and ordered some food. I said that I feel so proud of her and I feel so much love for her which I can't explain with words.


I had my eyes wet while speaking. Jyoti saw and came towards my side and sat next to me. I took her hand and kissed it. She asked why I am crying.


Me -- Darling, I am very happy. I am so happy that I can't contain this emotion. I always had a fear of losing you. I think myself as man of new age and I was very anxious when I saw how you reacted to my ideas and suggestions in past.


Joy -- My dear, I am what I am. I can't change. This is me. This Indian girl from a village. This is your wife.


I got scared when she said she can't change.


Joy -- I have given up my world to be with you. I have come so far away from my family and place that I don't get to see a familiar face. I don't relate to the culture. I don't understand the language but still I am happy when I am supposed to be sad. I am happy because of you and your love and care for me. I feel lucky and blessed.


Oh, the tear tap was opened up and we both were jerking salty water for some time. When it settled.


Joy -- I know, I promised you to obey for next few hours, I know I promised you to be your dream wife but I get shaky legs. I get anxious, scared. I feel alone with these feelings.


Our food arrived and we started eating.


Me -- What if I am ready to share your fears and won't let you be emotionally alone ever.


Joy -- How?


Me -- Darling, It's the openness and communication. If we share all our thoughts! Good and Bad with honesty then this can be solved. I want you to be honest with me. I will be honest with you. Trust me!


Joy -- It's difficult for a woman to be transparent and honest always but I assure you I will be or I will try to be as much possible.


Joy -- I am scared of wearing short dresses. I know you like me to and I try but it's difficult to wear them at home. How to do it outside?


Me -- I understand but can you pin point what exactly are you scared off.


Joy -- Hmmm! I am scared of people looking at me and thinking of me as low-class woman. They will outcast us. They won't talk to us. They will think that I am going behind your back. They will doubt my character and I will feel so guilty.


I chuckled and she looked me for why?


Me -- My love, meri pyari wife! Nobody in this country and for that matter continent thinks like that. If they see you in short dress (normal for here) then they will think you are local. If they come to know you are foreigner then they will think of you as stylish.


Me -- They will que up to talk to you. They will wish that you go behind my back so that they can get a piece of you. They will judge you if you try to avoid them and run away without acknowledging their moves. That will be taken as rude behavior. Now you decide.


Joy -- Dear it's so opposite of where we come from.


Me -- It seems to be opposite but actually its only in our mind.


Joy -- What do you mean?


Me -- Look at our Indian heroines. They wear short and tight clothes in movies and in real lives. Some of them are married and have boyfriends but in movies they do cuddling and kissing with different actors but still are they being avoided by us. People line up for taking selfies with them and call them at their functions for their performances. They are adored.


Joy -- But they are stars.


Me -- Yes but general public makes them stars by worshipping them. I tell you it's all in your mind. These actresses don't think twice to get out of their house in most tight dresses and common people follow them and don't boycott them.


Joy -- So you mean if I wear western clothes, I won't be asked why I am wearing it.


Me -- Joy Joy Joy! Who will ask you that. Do you see your mother around to ask this and even if she does at some point in our life. Tell her proudly that it's what my husband wants and loves.


Jyoti stopped eating and was digesting all these thoughts.


Me -- I want to make you JOY. A version of Joy is in my mind for tomorrow and I want you to be that version. I will worship you and will give everything if you do that.


Joy -- (Hesitantly) I am away from all known people of our lives. I will try this for the sake of my love for you.


I left whatever was in my plate and paid the bill. We passed the Gym near our place and found a couple coming out. The boy was in shorts and tank top and the girl was in her sports bra and short yoga shorts. She was a muscle barbie. I saw her and they both were unknowingly staring at Jyoti. Jyoti got uncomfortable because of the stare and the girl's dress. She increased her speed. I slowed her down and asked her what happened.


Joy -- That girl was staring me and I felt that she was judging me.


Me -- Ok, but you are fully covered and she was like showing all her body minus the essential parts.


Joy -- Yes she was nude, I can't imagine how can she..... I lock my bathroom door to come to this state of dressing before taking bath and here she is running like this in Public.


Me -- Meri Pyari Biwi. Kya tum bhool gayi. You were running wearing even short bikini with so many people around on our beach honeymoon.


Jyoti was blank. She didn't know what to say.


Me -- Think of what reasons you had when you were nude like her. You fear to be judged by people but you are one of the culprits for judging others. This is so double standard by you.


Jyoti's face was like a bulb got lit in her mind and first time she did not flinch after listening about her being in bikini. She gulped and just started moving forward.


We went to a big clothing shop with lots of mannequins adorning sexy dresses. I asked Jyoti to wait at reception. I wanted Jyoti to have no say in my selection for some reason. I wanted to dress her myself for her date. I brought her just so the clerk knows about the measurements that I am talking about.


I went to this man of 30s to ask for the whole set and pointed to my wife. He looked at me and took me to all the sections that I wanted. With shopping complete I paid and took Jyoti back to the house. Even though she was asking me to show her the purchase but I said only at home.


While coming back I purchased a few more things keeping my love away across the street so that she doesn't see it. We came back. It was near evening. My heart was pounding. I had a continuous hard on since morning and now its growing even more. I asked Jyoti to call her boyfriend and ask for what time he will come to pick her up. She threw the plastic glass at the floor when I said this showing her anger. She was not that serious though and started to clean the floor.


I hid all the clothes. I told her that these will be given to you tomorrow just before going out. We had early dinner. We were not speaking much. I was braving a hard on, a pounding heart and a jealous mind. The feeling was out of this world. I am sure she was tensed as well.


After dinner, I tried to speak & make love to her but due to her anxiety, she was not supporting me and going away. She was not in the right frame of mind. On the other hand, I was burning like a furnace with desire. My mind was unstoppable and so was my erection.


When I held her hand and pinned her to the bed, she had a gloomy and sad face. I felt pity and left her and started petting her like a baby and asked her about her bad mood, even though I knew.


Joy -- You already know I am very nervous and I am about to do something which I will regret all my life.


I got zapped listening to this.


Me -- I asked you in the restaurant that what you are scared about and you said mostly about people judging you. If that is the case then why are you so worried. I am with you and I told you that no one will have any problem with how you dress or what you do.


Joy -- Its easy for you but my mind is not accepting. Moreover, I am going to do something against you. You are my husband and I am going out in the world with a boyfriend. What is happening!


Me -- First of all, you are not going against me. You are following me. Remember this is my idea and when I proposed it, you questioned my masculinity. So, believe me when I say it that we both are in this together.


Joy -- Even if you are with me then what about others. Even though people here see girls in short clothes every day but look at me. How ugly and out of place I will look. They all will laugh at my expense.


After thinking for a while, I got an idea.


Me -- Ok, this is reasonable. You trust me and you are assured from my end that I am with you but how will you get assured that you won't look ugly or a sore thumb.


Joy -- Exactly! How to know this hence I am scared and can't think anything else.


Me -- I have an idea. I made your Instagram account.


Joy -- Don't make me remember that, I already have a lot of trouble because of you.


Me -- Just listen! I have a lot of pics of you when we went to our honeymoon in Florida and you wore those bikinis. I have pictures when you wore the white one and the Malibu string red one. Oh, I am getting so excited just by thinking about it.


Joy -- Don't make me remember it. I am suffering already.


Me -- As you said, you are afraid of being laughed at or being looked down by people here. I will post few pics of yours on Instagram and I will prove that you will be loved by people. Since your account is made in Rio Brazil, most Brazilians will view our post.


Jyoti was stumped. She was speechless. I scrolled and went to a special place in my album and selected 3 pics. One in white bikini where her body was almost naked apart from a very small patch of bikini bottom above her ass crack and the other one was in Red Malibu strings where she was taking selfies with beach goers and her profile from side was visible and only people who know her can know it's her. The last one was when she wore her tank top and shorts here in the house for me.


I showed her these pics and told her that I am posting these pics and will asK for comments on how I look in these pics. Before she could respond, I did some filter and made those pics look even more hot. I posted them in a slide and put up a music of Doja Cat called "Woman". It took me 3 minutes and I posted them.


Me -- JOY my love, welcome to this journey. As I told you I want to see you as a sexy bold woman and this is the 1st step that I have taken for you.


Joy -- Why do you call me JOY.


Me -- It's the name I am giving to my wife from today. JOY means ultimate state of happiness and that's what you give me when you show your bold and sexy behavior like in our honeymoon when you went there in bikini and was careless about it.


Joy - Why I can't be your simple wife. Why do I need to do this. My friend from college and her husband lives so happily and they follow our culture. I know they live in a small town back home but they are also happy.


Me -- My love, I hope they are happy and they live a good life but when they become old, when they question about what they did to make their life fun, happy, adventurous and what they achieved apart from giving birth to children then they won't have much to show but we will. We will live and fulfil desires. We will experience world, we will conquer our fears, we will die knowing that we have tried grasping as many experience as possible.


Me -- We will love each other and won't let the flame die by day to day mundane things. We will become a role model for couples. This is how I think and how I want to live. The only problem is that the source of my love, my happiness my success and my adventure is my wife that is you my darling.


Joy was not blinking. She was slowly falling away from her anxious thoughts.


Joy -- But why did you put my pictures on Instagram, you have put a picture of me in my conservative look of Salwar suit in the morning and here you are posting a picture where I am naked. I am more naked that the girl who came out of Gym today. I was judging her but I have worn an even smaller thing on me. God forbid, if any known sees me in this. You have to remove them now.


Me -- I will remove them but only tomorrow night. It's been 20 minutes since I have posted your pics and I wanted to show you something.


I opened the post and started showing her. I had tagged all the right tags for it to be viral and it did. From morning, only I was following her but I saw 500 more followers added in last 20 minutes. She got 1200 likes and 50 plus comments.


The bikini pics were very hot. In one of them she was in her white bikini but only a patch was visible above her ass and all her body from behind was nude with strings showing on her neck and back. She had high pony. The most sexy part of this pic was that 3 black men were around her and looking at her from both sides. The other Pic with red bikini was another bomb. She was held by 2 men and a model was taking her pic from phone of these men.


I started showing Jyoti the comments she received from this post. She was very reluctant but curious too.


Comment 1 -- She is a real beauty. The best ass on Instagram.


Comment 2 -- White Bikini is made for you. I wish I would have been at that beach.


C 3 -- Indian Hottie.


C4 -- Are you a model. You have a killer body


C5 -- Gorgeous Chica


C6 -- Are you single


C7 -- Connect me if you are serious about modeling, I manage shoots for Mega Magazine. DM me.


C8 -- How beautiful a women can be. You are a goddess.


C9 -- You body is like Lacikaysomers and face like Chantelzales.


C10 -- Hot Brazilian body


Well, the comments were flowing and likes were increasing. In next few minutes, the likes became 2000. The phone was ringing continuously.


Me -- Now do you believe me that you look absolutely wonderful. And when you wear hot clothes, you look so desirable.


Joy -- What to say, again the same question is coming to my mind.


Me -- What?


Joy -- How do you feel when people are commenting on my body. How can you let it happen. Can't believe that my husband has uploaded my nude pic on net for other men to see and comment.


Me -- Believe me now, its who I am. I want to show you off and I get excited when I do. I am all horny reading these comments.


I touched her pussy over her Pajamas and found some wetness. She quickly removed my hand but I understood that its 1st times my plain dutiful loyal wife has got wet by reading these comments.


Joy -- My dear, I worship you, I do fast for you, I have devoted my life for you and I have taken pious oath in front of world during our marriage to be with you and only you. This is beyond me. I am confused.


Me -- Darling, trust me!


I started kissing her ear lobes and giving her sensual touches around her neck. She starting to melt in my arms. I was very horny and couldn't control my feelings but I didn't wanted to give her satisfaction tonight. I kissed her forehead and asked to look me in the eyes.


Me -- You said for the next 24 hours you will listen to me. Now listen. I need a Hotwife as I told you already. I need a sexy, bold women by my side. I need my fantasy girl. I will love and adore this hot woman. But!


Joy -- But what?


Me -- But my fantasy starts from you being sexy and hot.


Joy exclaims!


Me -- Yes, it's the only beginning, I want to see you like a slut, a whore a randi. I want you to feel like one. The naughtiest type. The flirtiest type. The kinkier you become darling, the more I will love you and respect you.


Joy puts her palm on my mouth.


Joy -- What are you saying. Are you out of control.


Me -- No, I am not. I want to make you comfortable with these words. I want to finish what you and Angela started on our honeymoon. I want to see you doing modeling for bikinis. I want to see you. Oh I have so many desires.


I was absolutely out of control. I was not sticking to my plan of not pushing Jyoti too much. I was so unhinged that I came in my pants just by thinking of the situation we are in and the consequences of it all.


I stopped talking and went to freshen up. Jyoti also knew that something happened in my pants. I saw myself in mirror and got worried about it all. I kept sitting on the commode questioning myself.


When I came back, Jyoti was fast asleep.


THE DATE DAY


I woke up and saw that Jyoti has woken up and was sitting in front of the mirror deep in her thought. I realized what I said last night and got worried.


Me -- Good morning, Jaan.


My wife looked at me but didn't answer. I became worried. I was having second thoughts. I decided to ask Jyoti if she is not willing to go then I will cancel the whole damn thing. I was worried that if I have really over stepped this time.


Me -- Hey! Are you Ok.


Joy -- Good morning to you too and yes, I am fine.


Well, I am not sure what's going on but I went to do my morning chores. After sometime, when I went to kitchen and asked for team. I saw my wife dressed in her red saree with all the jewelries and light make up. She was looking like a goddess of beauty and fire. She was ravishing and shy. She was so Indian and conservative. She came with a cup of tea as slowly as she could or the time has slowed down.


I was awe struck. I wanted to hold her and never let her go. I felt extreme oneness with her and wanted to absorb her into mine. But then life gives you a twist.


Joy -- Here is your tea my Pati dev (respected & God like husband). After having this, please call my Boyfriend and ask him at what time he need his girlfriend ready for his date. Also, I will need my Pati dev to dress me up for my life's first date.


Well, if there is a meter which can measure shock and surprise then I am sure I would have set a record until that point in the history of humanity. I was not able to close my mouth and my tea cup was hanging just away from my lips without any movement.


She said all those things with a straight face and she moved on to do some work elsewhere. She was dressed in her most conservative way and talking such kinky stuff without breaking a sweat. It was as contradictory as night and day.


My lund (penis) was at full mast. I was brain feezed for sometime and then the emotions hit me. Jealous, horny, scared, anxious and what not. She came back to the kitchen and saw me holding the cup and mouth open. I was unmoved. She just looked at me and asked to finish my tea. I finished tea in next 1 minute.
I was jealous, insecure, shattered, afraid. I was in double mind.


Then I remembered the dress I choose for her to wear today. With this attitude she will be indistinguishable among other hot girls. All my fantasies are coming true but here I am having second thoughts. I thought of calling it off. I felt this urge to hug her and ask her to be with me and not go to anywhere. But that will prove how much coward and timid I am Infront of my wife, who is drawing confidence from me.


Oh Lord! I was in a mess. I can now empathies with my lovely wife. How dreadful and daunting this all feels. I felt sorry for her and now understand when she says how sinful of an act she is doing. I felt lost. I must have looked shattered because I felt my true love hugging me from behind. I turned and I had tears running.


She looked at me and just hugged me the tightest she has ever done. After sometime she looked up.


Joy -- My love, thank you!


Joy -- Thank you for this. I was very worried and always questioned your love whenever you asked me to do something like this but today your tears have proven that you love me. You care for me. You will feel my absence. You treasure my being and your right on me.


She kissed me sweetly on my lips.


Me -- I have no words.


Joy -- Dear we have to help the boy. Can't shatter his hope.


Me -- Yes, Yes! I will call and ask him.


After talking to excited Luke, I came back and found that Jyoti was in bath. After some minutes she came out and wow. First time ever, she was naked in our bedroom in daylight. She came to me where I was sitting.


Joy -- Dress me up. I am your doll. I want to be yours. I want to feel your desires and become your fantasy. I am yours to do anything for the next few hours.


I was very nervous. I went to my secret bag and fetched out a bag.


THE DATE DRESS -- First the white bikini, absolutely small triangles on top and bottom, Thong bottom with a triangle on top of her ass crack. On top of that a body-hugging transparent camo halter high neck crop top with some side boobs because of bigger arm hole and since it was crop so it stopped just 2 inch bellow her boobs. For bottoms, there was a blue roughed up and torn jean shorts coming just 2 inches bellow her ass. Then a flat beach slip on in pink color. Big round metal pink ear rings.


Well, she already has nose ring, red bangles, anklets, toe finger rings, a mangalsutra (necklace work only by married women) and many rings on her fingers including our marriage band.


I asked her to close her eyes. She looked at me with a very serious look and said that she trusts me.


At this point all my doubts were lost, I was deeply in love with this naked woman in front of me and I wanted to see her dressed as a siren. I was driven by my horny feelings and fantasies.


I looked at her and saw no hairs what so ever on her body apart from the obvious places. I took a sunscreen and started applying it all over her body. This was an amazing feeling. I was protecting her from the sun but I will be displaying her to the world. The feeling of touching her body and especially her delectable parts were awesome. I slowed down at her boobs and put my heart to put the cream in a most sensual way. She was holding her moans by pursing her lips. The most I enjoyed was when I creamed her ass and its crack. Her skin is so soft and her ass and boobs stand out defying gravity.


I took the bikini bottoms and tied it on her. I adjusted the while triangle in front of


her pussy. It covered her mounds and got an inch top of her slit. The bottom disappeared in her ass and a thread reappeared on top of her ass and became a triangle. I pulled the side threads a little bit up.


Then came the top. After tying the contraption, I realized that her boobs are visible from all around her tiny triangular patches. Her areola was covered but there was a slight bump made by her nipples. This white bikini was shiny type. I hate extra threads hanging from bikini tops and bottoms hence I cut them a bit. I took few steps away from her and saw that she was mostly naked from front and completely from behind. Wow what a view.


This was my sight at the beach in Florida a year ago when she accidentally and unknowingly did something she was unaware of but today she knows what she was getting into, literally she was getting into the same bikini that she wore on that beach and it got totally sheer after becoming wet.


I took my iPhone and took many pics while her eyes were closed. Then came the Jean shorts. Well, it was so short and all her legs were flowing. With sun screen applied, her legs looked like......I don't have words, thick thighs and shapely calves. I don't know how perfect she is. All this is always covered and today all will be seeing here real beauty. It was time for photos again.


She was getting a bit impatient. I took the top, the real showstopper. When I put the damn soft figure-hugging thing on her. She became an epitome of modern-day beauty. I am of firm believer that a completely naked girl is not as attractive as a kinky naughtily dressed girl while showing some and hiding some.


The top was very transparent but due to camouflage grey design it looked a normal shirt from far but still you can see bikini triangles from far. If you looked from close quarters then you can easily see the boobs all around her bikini top and her nipple bumps.


The top was ending below her boobs and you can see a vast expanse of her abs and hips and waist. Also from side, the globes were visible due to the cut of arm holes. This dress was kind of shoulderless hence the arm hole was so big. I am a fan of side boobs and I love when I can see them from sides and from behind. This top is making my dream come true.


I put on the ear rings, a large hoop hanging giving her a flirty look. I gave her a pink slip on and then It was time for her big reveal to herself. I stood her in front of the mirror and asked her to open her eyes.

[sanjaimanju90]

Chapter 11

My pure and loyal and very desi wife with no background of western culture is dressed like a hot ass sexy models likes of them can be seen on Instagram and twitter. Her dress by design has a touch of slutty look. She has never worn this much short shorts in the house and never have ever worn that kind of top in our house.



The bikinis that she worn last year on the beach was her being naïve and unaware. After the shock from that incident and the depression and many many discussions later she tried to wear top and shorts in the house only but this was out of the box.


She has gone out of the way by a million light year to wear something so transparent and naughty. This kind of dresses are worn by models in a raunchy music video. Her mid-section was bare from below her boobs to the end of her hips. You could see the threads of her bikini bottoms coming out from and above her shorts. Her tits were heaving even when she is breathing since there isn't any hard and tight support of bra.


Since her tits are very perky, they were still standing straight ahead giving a great side profile and making her boobs look even bigger that the 36DD. Her long legs with thick thighs and legs were making me very hard.


But there were 2 showstoppers. 1st was the transparent top, which was so tight and thin and was molding her curves. They beauty of this top was that the transparency was so erotic that the roundness of the tits all around the bikini triangle are clearly visible and apparent.


The 2nd thing and my most favorite thing was the side boobs action. Ohh yes, her side boobs were visible and not very less but not a lot also. It was so much that when my wife raised her hand, her breasts can be seen from behind her and that angle took the cherry for me. I clicked few pics of her like that.


Now was the time for big reveal, I was very worried and nervous. Even though, I have taken this leap of faith and dressed her like a hot sexy chick, I was scarred what her reaction will be after she opens her eyes. I was trembling. Few minutes back, I was jealous and started doubting my decision but now after seeing her like this, I wanted the world to see her like this.


Meri pyari patni, meri better half, meri jaan. Meri sanskari biwi. Please apni eyes kholo (My loving and pious and loyal wife, please open your eyes).


Jyoti's POV


Yesterday we had a raunchy session of sex. Even though I was so anxious but my dear husband culled it and made me comfortable and had his way with me. I liked his passionate love making and I too get hot seeing him being so loving and caring and passionate.


Well, there are so many emotions running in me. As a woman, as an Indian woman, as a person coming from a village background with so many restrictions, how to digest all these new information and emotions.


My own husband made my Instagram account and put a very nice pic of me with my salwar suit but on the same evening, he put my pics where I am nude if not for a piece of cloth which can be curled up in a child's palm easily.


I was doubtful that I will look like a clown in front of everyone and to ensure that my doubts are erased. He made me read comments over my post of those men. One of them even asking me to do modeling. How a morally straight women should behave. I don't know.


On top of that, my husband, whom I love and worship is telling me that wearing short and small clothes are just the start of his desires and fantasies and he wants me to feel like sluts and whores. He said he wants me to be comfortable with these words. He wants me to act naughty and slutty and most importantly he said the more I do these immoral things the more he will love and respect me.


I was checking my Instagram account after waking up early in the morning and my god, I have 10k followers and I saw a new post by my husband which was nothing but my pic in a saree from my wedding where I was all made up like a bride. The pic has a line written on top of it saying, "I am my husband's Doll". That post has so many nasty comments too.


Many of those comments came from men but some of them from few women. I opened few profiles and I saw these women were regular girls but the some of the pics that they had posted of them at beach or club or streets or malls were so obscene. They were dressed in the shortest of the short clothes and were posing with there families. Many with husband's and his family.


I was shocked to see how comfortable they are in these pics not only in front of strangers but in front of family as well. How much different is this to our culture where I can't come out of bedroom if my husband's brothers, friends or uncles and father is sitting in living room.


The point can also be seen that Sid was right when he told me that most women who wear short dresses are married and many posts that I saw was where the wife wore an impossible dress and husband was standing with her proudly while other men were also surrounded the women while the picture or video was taken.


This made me gasp and wonder that if my husband is exposed to this culture for so many years than it is natural that what he is expecting me to become. I remembered a term used by him "exhibitionist wife"


When I searched this term, It opened new kind of pages. These pages were where the wife is dressed like a randi and slut and she is carefully roaming on the beach and in the streets with her husband while her husband is making a video. These women were so carefree that I saw that their breast and bum was visible through dresses or they were bringing them out. Then I saw something which flipped my switch.


I saw a video, where a plumber comes in the house and the wife opens door for him in towel pretending to be taking a bath and I threw the phone away. I was aghast. I was shocked, I was angry, I was aroused, I was anxious and my heart rate was so fast.


I realized that I am already an exhibitionist wife, I have already done these things. I have become naked in front of plumber; I was roaming in a sheer bikini on a public beach with my husband and I had been seen naked by 2 men when I was preparing for competition.


It was like the switch was flipping again and again giving me more clear insight of the things happened to me from the time I landed in America. I was naïve, I am morally straight, I am a bit backward in thinking but I am a bright person. I realized that I have been doing these things which I am dreading to do all along.


I felt some relief from my constant anxious feelings. I went to the shower and when the water started running over my body, I had this small motivation to test what and how my husband feels. Last time on the beach, he was not with me most of the time when I paraded in bikini. This time, I can gauge his reactions.


I wore a red saree with traditional make up and jewelries. I decided to not succumb to my fears. I can't be changed, I can't become a Brazilian woman, I am an Indian wife and I will always be but for the sake of knowing and understanding my husband I took a stand to just go with the flow and hide all the fears away and to show him the emotions what he has been asking for.


I pretended to be confident when he woke up and played hard to get. I even asked him to call my boyfriend to confirm time and asked him to dress me up for my 1st date. I was so nervous and I was dying inside to utter those words but I needed to know. When I came back, I saw him frozen up and also tearing up a bit.


When I saw him in deep thought and in tears, I just melted for him. I found those tears shouting to me that he loves me and respects me and he values me. I hugged him tightly and felt very close to him. I wanted to stop with my experimentation but the curiosity was driving me strongly.


I figured, lets see what's the dress has he brought for me. I wanted to know what he imagines me to look like while going out. I also wanted to know that what he meant when he said the naughtier, I become the more love and respect he will give to me.


I became naked in bath and again washed all of my body. Before coming out, I stood inside and prayed to the Almighty. I asked forgiveness and questioned my god that if my husbands want me to behave in an immoral way and I accept his wish as a token of my love and devotion towards him then will I be a sinner. I again questioned that if I deny him these joy's then I disobey my husband and then will I be a bad wife. I said, "let my god(husband) decide whats good and bad for me".


I opened the door and came out nude. I never did this even if we were having sex, I was never nude when walking out of bed in dark but here I was in light coming out of bath naked and presented my self to my love and asked him to make me his doll. After all he had a post on Instagram which said the same.


I closed my eyes as per my husband's request and then opened them after getting dressed by him like a doll.


What I saw when I opened my eyes got me a jolt of my life. I was shaken to the core, I was moved, I was amazed and I was dead scared. I was not seeing me in the mirror. My husband made me someone else. I looked similar to what an exhibitionist wife were wearing on the internet. I was looking extremely bold and open.


This dress was not an invitation but an announcement to look at me, ogle me. It was saying that the women in this dress is open to talk & flirt. Dare I say this, this dress made me look like a little slut demanding men's attention. I had my emotions written on my face but when I saw my husband's face in the mirror.


Well, he stood like a pronounced criminal in court. As if he has done some murder. He was so scared that the moment our eyes met, he put his head down. I saw him trembling.


I saw his goose bumps were raised and I could feel him holding his breath. I controlled my emotions and turned towards him. I love him, I have always seen him in commanding position in all aspects of life but for the first time I saw him like a scared cat. I was overwhelmed by a feeling which was to urgently take care of my husband. I hugged him and asked him.


Darling, do not worry. I wanted to see what you brought and hence I agreed for you to dress me up. I held his hands and kissed them one by one. He had twinkle in his eyes and had the most vibrant smile on him. He started saying thank you to me without stopping. I felt so happy that I could give him this Joy. And that name struck.


I said to him, "Darling, how is your Joy looking. Is she like how you dreamed in your fantasies". Well he was out of bound. He raised me by lifting and started circling. He made me site on a stool and he sat on the ground and put his head on my thighs and started kissing them and saying I love you and thank you again and again.


I was proud of myself that how I have managed to test my husband's words. How I have controlled my fear till now and how I have not gotten disgusted and angry. I remembered Carla and Marla's words about me being so lucky as a wife. I started thanking my God and thought that something that brings so much Joy to my husband because of me can't be a sin.


I don't know, what came over me as I was overwhelmed by all the love and joy that I asked him. "Meri Jaan, mere pati dev! Kya app meri picture leker Instagram per post karoge". (My dearest husband, will you take my pic and post on Instagram)


There was lightning in his eyes and in his steps. He ran and came with his camera in a single moment.


I was so excited by it all that it all felt like a dream where things happen without any effort. He posed me for few pics and then I started doing it on my own. I forgot everything and was enjoying my husband's undivided attention. He was seeing me as if he was seeing me for the 1st time. As if I was a movie star and he a big fan. We clicked more that 50 pics from all angles possible.


When I saw those pics on his phone, I was really amazed with myself. Also, my husband murmured, "Angela was right, you are made for modelling". I saw him with a concerned look and he said that he was just thinking out loud. This got registered in my brain that I am made for modelling.


Next, he started selecting the pics to post on insta. I became worried, I was thinking that with so many posts and so many followers, my posts are bound to reach someone back home. I was skeptical and shared my concern with my love.


I said, "Jaan, kahi ye post mere ya aapke family ya relatives ke pass na chala jaye, mujhe bohot darr lag raha hai". I said I am scared that these posts will land to our known. He thought for sometime and looked at the phone.


He changed, my name from Joy Sharma to Joy S and said that we will always do some filter to your pics and I will never post my pic in this account so no one can corelate. Even if some one known see this profile, even then they will never join dots that its you.


Then he said something which took me back to my very nervous self. He said, "Jaan, hamare ghar wale kabhi ye soch bhi nahi sakte ki tum ek gaon se ayi hui ladki, aisi modern dress pehen sakti ho". He meant that our family members can't even imagine you able to wear such modern dress as you come from a village. I took offence of his statement but I let him continue.


He said, "Mai tumhari Indian dress and saree ki koi bhi pics yaha nahi dalunga, aise agar koi dekh bhi le to use lagega ki koi videshi high class ladki hai jo ki tumhari tarah lagti hai". After saying that he deleted my Indian dress pics. What he meant was that he will delete all pics of mine in the Indian attire and if any know come across my sexy pics then they will think me as a high class foreign women and not the real me.


I was not happy with his words for foreign girls as high class and I felt that I must tell him that I am not a backward woman that he thinks.


I told him, "Jaan, mana ki maine hamesha se tumhe tumhari ichaoon se dur Rakha hai, Jab bhi tumne mujhe western dress pehnaya ya phir mujhe western attitude wali ladkiyo ki tarah behave kerne ko kaha tab maine tumhe disappoint kiya but iska matlab ye nahi ki mai low class hu ya phir mai dehati ya backward hu. Mai bhi sab kuch ker sakti hu. Kya tum mujhe iss dress me low class ladki kahoge".


I meant that even though I have not fulfilled your desire and I have disappointed you whenever you asked me to wear western dress and behave as a western girl but this doesn't mean that I have a low class or I am a backward women. I can do anything. Will you perceive me a low class girl in the dress that I am wearing now?


My question took him by surprise and he was blank for few seconds. He sat down at my feet and hugged my thighs. He said, "Meri pyari wife, agar kabhi mai tumhe kisi bhi dosre ladki se inferior samjhu to usi waqt meri life khatam ho jaye. Tum meri jaan ho, I feel so proud of you and I see you as my queen and I see a world of potential in you. I never meant anything bad against you and it was just a figure of speech and I will be careful what I am speaking in future".


Listening to him and seeing him hugging me so lovingly I became so mushy with feeling of love but I felt such confident about myself right now. I forgot what I was wearing and how sinfully I was dressed.


Then he said, "Darling since I changed your name and deleted all your Indian dress pics, I will put some raunchy pics and videos of you in this profile. These pics will be so hot that even if our family see you in these pics, they will never ever believe that it is you".


I was pulled back to reality, just now I was showing confidence and has scolded my husband about his thought he indirectly said that I cant be as modern as western girls. Now how to take it back, what kind of pics he wants to post. He have already have posted my Pics in bikini and this dress, are they not vulgar enough for him. I asked him with my beating heart what he meant by more raunchy pics.


He smiled like a college boy who is excited because someone asked him about his favorite topic like video games. He enthusiastically opened accounts of Insta models and showed me their profile. It is safe to say that I was shocked and terrified.


I saw women wearing dresses with the purpose to direct attention to their breast and bum, I saw women completely naked from behind and women dancing and walking and frolicking and what not in the state of undress. One thing I realized that all these women were having a voluptuous body type but with muscular thighs and some with abs.


I felt my dress was just appropriate. I looked at my dearest and he was having a tense look and when I asked him why he is looking so tense, he said that he is worried if I will get angry and think it is too much and will go back in my shell. I looked at him and with a confident look I said, yes, its too much but I am not angry. I think this is the culture of western girls and who am I to judge them for this.


My husband mouthed the word WOW without uttering it. I felt proud of bottling my emotions and showing him only what I wanted to show him and not my broken self. He selected few pics. One of them was a full frontal of me looking at the camera with a very warm smile.


I see in the pic that my transparent camo top was not able to cover me and my breast were visible apart from the bikini top area. My belly and thighs were all visible for the viewer. Next, he selected a side profile and here I was standing holding my breath with my chin up.


This gave a very womanly view showing all my curves in its glory. The 3rd pic was something strange and most sexy. In this my back was to the camera and I had my hand raised above my head. I saw that both my breast was visible on both side of my torso and it looked like I was not wearing a top because my breast looked naked from side.


I will never believe its me if I would not have been part of this shoot. What has happened to me. Have my morals dissolved with time. Have I become a cheap woman. Sometime back I would have cried rivers and would have shouted on my husband seeing me dressed like this but today all those emotions are buried somewhere.


Is this my effort to bury my emotions or is it an excuse for me being a dirty immoral slut. I saw my husband post these pics and gave me my phone. When I checked the caption that my husband wrote "Ready for my date", I remembered the reason all this is happening for.


I was about to leave my home with a relative stranger for whom I have to pretend to be a girlfriend. I started having goosebumps, I started having second thoughts. I pinched myself to wake up from this bizarre dream but this was reality.


"TING TONG"

[sanjaimanju90]

Chapter 12

Our story is at a cross roads, Picture a girl from a very backward part of India. All her life in India, she has been with her family, friends and neighbors who are nothing but the most conservative people by any standards.



Her place was a small-town bit far from a Big city. Generally, people in her life would have been untouched by the modernization that's taking place in India but just feel the contrast that she is not exposed to the modern culture of Indian metro cities but the West which is millions of steps ahead of our Indian cities hence this situation is outlandish and overwhelming for her. It will be overwhelming for an Indian living in Metro cities as well.


She was exposed to fashion only through Bollywood movies of 80s, 90s and 2000s. In our family, if any bold scene comes or if a heroine is wearing something a bit scandalous then elders will either change the channel or fast forward.


The amount of awkwardness towards anything intimate and sexual is always high. Modern for men in these town means to get a bike or car, to own a mobile and to be able to converse in a very little English. For women, being modern will be to wear clothes like salwar suit, maybe a high waist jean, to be allowed to go to market without much restriction and to be allowed to study till high college or more.


The world from where Jyoti hails is an alien land. The word bikini is not in anyone's dictionary. The idea of wearing fashionable clothes is to wear something tradition and authentic with heavier and colorful design and more jewelries.


This contrast gives me the kick. The taboo nature of this whole situation where a woman at one moment is pristine, traditional & fully covered but the next moment becomes a hot and sexy looking model while exposing much more part of her body than the clothes on her hide. This is so unreal and kinky.


Her very core foundation of being conservative and pure is being shaken and destroyed. The only person till now who has visual access to see her body is her husband. Just feel the overwhelming nature of this situation that my dear wife is finding herself into. The level of anxiety and nerves that she is braving.


I, on the other hand is going through another set of emotional trauma. I am feeling guilty to put the innocent and caring wife through all this. I am feeling guilty of making a pious girl look and feel like a slut (at least that's what I was intending to do). I am scared if I will lose her in the process. What if she changes and never loves me again. If her care and love for me diminishes. I am feeling highly jealous of the situation. I know I have started all this but still I am very unsure.


My lovely wife has never worn such sexy dress for going out with me but (through my insistence and persuasion) she is going out in the world as a date with another man in this hot ass outfit. After all these emotions, the most dominant feeling is arousal. Seeing that steadily there are changing traits in Jyoti and she is holding herself well. She is making my fantasy come true is giving me a consistent boner. Oh God! This is overwhelming for me too.


Looking at her state of dress, I just wanted to grab her and smother her. I was getting this animalistic feeling to squeeze her boobs with some force and just fuck her with passion. I started to approach her lips and as I was about to touch those juicy lips with mine. There was knock.


TING TONG


Wait a minute! Is this really happening?


Me -- Darling! Your date is here. Go open the door for him.


Joy's face was blank. She was not reacting and not moving. She basically froze.


Me -- My love, its time. You insisted in the morning to call and inform your boyfriend to come on time and I did. Now he is at the door. Go and open and welcome him.


Joy -- I can't.


Me -- What do you me you can't. Ok I will open the door.


Joy held my hand and was not letting me go.


Joy -- I can't my love. I can't.


Me -- Its okay, I will open the door.


Joy -- I can't go with him. I can't go to a man, with a man to a date when I am married. I can't go out in this state of undress. Please make him leave. Please!


Me -- I was shocked. For the last few hours my loving wife was behaving so open and bold. Suddenly this reaction.


TING TONG


I have a condition that if someone knocks or calls then I have to answer and that to quickly. If by any means it gets delayed then an anxious feeling creeps in me.


Hence because of my natural instinct to answer the door, I ran and opened it. I saw a very cheerful and fresh-looking Luke standing at the door with a bunch of flowers. He was smiling and I instinctively smiled and welcomed him inside.


It was awkward for me to talk to him realizing what is about to happen. Luke was just a young boy barely crossed the legal age and he was unaware about the complexities of such relations. Hence, he was cool like he has come to take his real girlfriend out. The truth was far from it.


Luke is standing in front of a husband and in sometime he is about to take his wife on a date. In this case the husband has suggested this idea to him and bought a sexy and exposing dress for his conservative wife and has just prepared her for their date with his own hands.


I asked him to stay and wait in the living room and said that Joy is getting ready. Since it was awkward, we were silent for sometime when silly Luke said


Luke -- Hey Mr. Sharma, I hope Joy is getting ready appropriately as I don't want to get embarrassed in front of my people. I hope you remember those Insta pics I showed you. If they find I am dating a girl who is anything below the level of other Brazilian girls then it will become another reason for my embarrassment.


Hearing this, I was enraged. Although I replied only by saying of course and excused Luke. As for me he is just an immature boy who has no experience with girls. I excused myself and gone to the bedroom to check on Joy. I saw that Joy was still standing frozen and looking down at the floor.


Me -- Hey darling! Luke is here.


No answer from her.


Me -- Joy, what happened. We have discussed this. This has to be done. We can't let the boy get embarrassed yet again.


Joy was still not moving. I thought I have to tackle the situation. If my wife denies to go with Luke now then there will be a misunderstanding between us and Martins. Moreover, in few days Joy will regret and lose the only friend she has in this continent. I called to her in firm voice.


Me -- Jyoti Sharma!


She moved and looked at me hearing her full name from me.


Me -- Are you my wife Jyoti Sharma, who loves me and considers me her closest in the world. If you respect me as your husband and want me to be respected here then listen to me.


Joy was suddenly attentive to what I was saying. She started wondering while waiting for me to utter what I have to say but then she spoke.


Joy -- Yes, I love you and I respect you. You are the dearest to me. I am married to you Infront of gods and I am devoted to you and only you.


Me -- If you respect me then please listen that I feel challenged by Luke. I feel that he still feels that my wife is not worthy of being a good company. I think he still thinks of you as prude and backward girl who has no idea of the modern times. He has doubts whether you are worthy of him or more importantly of this society. Even after telling him about your bikini competition days, he is not satisfied.


I saw Jyoti reacting and her eyes becoming red with some anger.


Me -- Darling, I think its an insult to both of us and especially to me. I can't let any walking Tom to cast doubts on you in front of my face. I implore you to show him what my wife can be and can do.


Joy -- My dear love, as you know that respect is the most important thing for us and if you feel insulted by him because of me then I need to step up and respond.


Joy -- Dear love, from the morning I was showing fake confidence to check your responses and to test you. I was curious about the dress that you bought for me. 5 minutes back I was unsure that I will go on date dressed like this but ....


Jyoti sits on her knees in front of her husband and touches his feet to seek his blessings. This act brought so much taboo. She was dressed as a slut and was acting like a pious bride.


Joy -- Whatever I am doing and will do is to make you feel happy. Please love me and never hate me.


I held her by her shoulders and hugged her with all my love.


Me -- I promise that my love will only increase for you, if you pull this off. As I told you. "The naughtier you become, the more loving I will be."


I kissed her forehead and said My dear Jyoti, please go on a date with Luke as his girlfriend and show him what you are and what's your worth. You are fulfilling my fantasy and I am grateful for this. You are fashionably dressed but even if you roam naked on these streets and have more dates, I will still love you in fact I will love you more than today and my respect for you will only increase.


Jyoti transformed from a timid, worried and anxious women to a flamboyant, sexy and confident in a minute. We both went outside the bedroom and into the Living room where Luke was waiting. This moment was special. Can't believe that it is actually happening. Jyoti was moving with confidence in her stride as if the dress doesn't matter.


The moment we entered the living room, I saw a smug looking face melted into an awestruck face. Even Luke was frozen. He was not able to respond to hello of my wife. I was so proud and aroused at the same time. I held Joy by her waist to show my ownership on the girl and the situation. Joy on the other hand behaved as relaxed as a girl can be.


I waved at hand in front of Luke's face. Being over dramatic is not an MO for young and shy Luke but this was just one of the moments where he couldn't believe his luck. By seeing shocked Luke, Joy was overjoyed and her confidence sky rocketed. She called to him and asked.


Joy -- Hey Luke! I hope I am looking like one of your Instagram girls.


I think this line came from her due to the fact that Jyoti has realized that she has become a member of Instagram girls who post intimate pics on their account. Well, she was naïve at this point still.


Luke -- Hey Mrs. Sharma.


Joy -- Please call me JOY. Remember I am your girlfriend for today!


While saying this, she left my hand and started walking towards Luke and stood next to him. I was having such a hard on that it was visible over my PJs and I had to do some effort to disguise it. I couldn't believe the confidence with which my shy wife was behaving. She had twinkle in her eyes and looked at me when she called herself his girlfriend.


Luke -- Yes, Joy. You look stunningly beautiful. I can't believe you can look like that and dress like that.


Me -- I told you that my wife, who is also your girlfriend the hottest women I know.


I saw Jyoti and she was so proud of herself that her stance while standing became so seductive and confident. There was no slouch and her chin was up and her boobs were pointing straight and a bit up.


Now when I look at her standing next to Luke, I saw the real extent of her exposure. She was looking stunning and ravishing. Her clothes were only hiding 20% of her body. To add to the allure the hidden parts were molded by her top and shorts. Further to make the dress more seductive and sluttier, the top was transparent and I can see the roundness of her complete boobs with the skin. One can easily see the nipples making small bumps.


Also, the shorts had small holes here and there. I got to the whorish look of my wife in full glory when she stood next to her date. I saw Luke looking at Jyoti and staring straight at her boobs. Jyoti also saw this and looked at me with wonder and confusion on how to react.


I took her hand and dragged her to the kitchen away from Luke. I hugged her and smooched her and pressed her ass putting hands over her shorts. I snaked my hands to her nipples and pinched and rolled them and they looked more pronounced. I whispered in her ear.


Me -- I am so proud of you. You have literally made him chew his own words back about you. I can't be happier. I can't be more excited. My fantasies are coming true and you are the most complete wife I can ever dream of.


Joy -- Thank you! This is all for you. I know that we are helping the boy but I would have never taken these steps if you have not asked and encouraged me or pushed me. I am thinking of all the past times when I was in this kind of situation and how I had chickened out and I blamed you. I don't want to spoil your mood and I know I have to go through with this situation.


Joy -- You see, how he is acting and how he is scanning me and seeing me so closely at my private part. How to digest this. How to get over this. Since you are standing here with me which is giving me some confidence, if I go out then what will I do. I will get crushed with these emotions. I don't know.


She started breathing fast!


Me -- Joy, thank you again and this time for sharing your inner feelings with me and not blocking me. I know this is difficult for you and this is difficult for me. Yes, even for me. Even though I have these fantasies but still we are what we are. We are conservative being and this is so new for me as well. Sharing the most precious thing of my life is bound to be like this.


Me - But this is for our good. If you go through this, you will get insight into what I want from you. Today you are his girlfriend. He can look at you. He can hold your hand. If required he can kiss you as well.


Joy looked at me aghast!


Me -- Yes, that's what we need to establish that the boy is capable of a healthy relationship with girls and it can be established only if he has a beautiful partner. This partner is you and you must make him proud as a girlfriend.


Joy -- I won't let him kiss me.


Me -- Joy, you are doing this for me. Yesterday I told you that I have desires to make you naughty and flirty. I want you to cross boundaries, even though they are immoral. I am not asking you to let his kiss you. I am asking you to kiss him in front of his friends. You must initiate it.


Jyoti was lost for words. Her mind was fuzzed. She had an expression of WHAT!


Me -- Yes, kiss him. Let him touch you. Let him hug you. Take his hands and put around your hips when walking along with him in front of his group. I will also request you that if he touches you on your boobs and ass then let him do that upto a point.


Joy -- What! What are you saying dear? I am going dressed half naked. (She opened her phone and showed me her pic from just now). See, my breast is completely visible. I am not half naked but I am more naked than hidden by clothes. You know, I have worn undergarments bigger than this top and shorts all my life and you are asking me to even go further and be physical with him.


Me -- (I hugged her) My pure and innocent wife. I have just suggested it, the ball is in your court. As I told you the naughtier and the sluttier you get, I will reciprocate it with more love and respect for you.


Jyoti had a look of wonder in her eyes when I heard Luke's voice calling us. I had asked Jyoti all this for a purpose. The purpose was to aim higher and even if we fail, we get result of our choice. In this case, I made her forgot the dress and how skimpy and slutty her look is but now she is focused on ensuring that her GF duties are satisfactorily completed and how she can avoid being physical with Luke.


Hence, she forgot about her dress when we came back to living room and was not even bothered when Luke surveyed her thoroughly again.


Me -- Luke, I am giving you the most important and precious part of me, my wife Jyoti now JOY. Please take care of her. Ensure that she is looked after and feels safe. Be with her and help her because most of you guys don't speak English and she can't understand much Portuguese. I am entrusting you this responsibility. Don't hurt her or make her feel bad.


Joy saw me with eyes filled with love and tears.


Me -- Take as many pictures of her as possible and make her enjoy her date.


Joy ran to me and hugged me tight and kissed me. We kissed for a 1 minute of so forgetting about Luke. This was new as we have never kissed in front of another person. After our kiss, Joy realized the same but smiled at me. She whispered to me saying, I hope you will kiss me when I come back.


I saw them going out of the door, I saw the back of her body with a high pony, she was looking like an ass girl out of sexy music video. The torso was small, the boobs can be seen from behind and the ass has flamed out and was jiggling slightly. Oh my God. What have I made her wear.


She looked back at me and waved when she got in the car. I was not sure what to do with this hard on. I am short of words here what to write as I was so excited and unaware of this new feeling. This is a noble experience for me.


For the first time ever in my life, I was restless, anxious. I couldn't sit. I was walking briskly. The house became an echo chamber and I was playing a film in my head about how we reached to this moment.


I opened her Insta page from my phone, I saw that she has gained 20,000 followers from yesterday. I saw the bikini pics that I posted and I saw that they have bombed the scene. They had 100,000 views and around 50,000 likes. I was shocked. This was getting viral.


In my experience, if a desi girl (of south east Asian decent) exposes then her reach is much more than any other girl and this was the case. I went to comment section and started reading them. Most of it were emoji's but some were comments.


Some were crass but I really got horny reading them when they called her slut and whore and asked her to share her nude pics in DMs. They also asked her size which got me an idea of giving her size in next update.


There was one comment from a verified account saying -- "Hey, hope you remember me and John. We did your make up last year during the competition. You are a special talent. Would love to work with you. DM".


After reading this comment, I guessed his as the same guy who has seen her naked and rubbed all the make up on her naked body. This gave me goose bumps. I thought the world is too small and Jyoti is right in worrying about our family finding out.


I opened her DMs and got 2 surprises. 1st -- This make up guy has also DM his contact info and has offered Jyoti a modelling work if she is interested. The 2nd was a message from Angela. She just wrote "Happy to see pics, call me both of you".


I picked my phone and messaged Joy -- "Keep sending selfies, hopefully naughty selfies. Love you. Your proud hubby".


After pondering for few minutes, I received few pics from Joy. My heart pumped and I was nervous. I opened the pics. The first pic was a selfie of Joy's face sitting in a car. She was looking so pretty. Her make up was light and her face was glowing in the sun.


The second selfie was her taking a pic with Luke in the driving seat. They were smiling. I was surprised that my dear wife has chose to take this pic and share it with me. Since the pic was from a side angle in car, her side boobs were totally visible more that what they were at home. Around 40% of her boobs from sides were totally seen bulging out of the top. Her ribs on the torso can be seen. Luke had smile till her ears.
The 3rd and the last pic shocked me even more. This pic was taken by Luke from her Phone. This time the angle was more from the center of the car. I saw in background there were 3 guys sitting behind Luke and Joy. All were seen smiling a happy. Now, the top that she wore at home was transparent but, in the daylight, it became translucent.


The white color of bikini can be seen through the top. At home, due to bikini patch the nipple area was completely covered but in daylight the transparent nature of the bikini has come out and her areolae can be seen slightly. No doubt all her boobs inside her top was completely visible now.


The second change that happened in her top which can be correlated to the 2nd pic as well is that the far out line of her top which were covering her side boobs and giving a very little side boob exposure has come towards the center and even from the front view her side boobs and front of her boobs on both sides are exposed. This has given a new and completely slutty dimension to her top.


She was looking like a top model from any website of this world. She is born to rule I thought. These pics made me out of control and I released my cum without even thinking of it. I couldn't move. I was just scrolling between these 3 images.


Even after cumming, I couldn't stop scrolling these images and I was hard again. I only stopped when I received a message with a question mark from Joy. I typed my reply


Me -- Darling, I am blessed my almighty to get the most beautiful girl of the world. How to appreciate you. I don't have means and expression to say thanks to you and to appreciate you. You have come out of dream. I love you.


Joy -- Meri Jaan! I love you too! I don't understand one thing.


Me -- What Jaan?


Joy -- Just now I shared few pics with you. I am here away from you and I am sitting shamelessly in the car with stranger men in broad daylight. How can you not hate me. Scold me, shout on me. Leave me. How are you loving me.


Joy has so much to do, so many hurdles to cross, so many taboos to surpass and Sid has so many fantasies to fulfill. This journey will be a one to remember.

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Chapter 13

Joy -- Meri Jaan! I love you too! I don't understand one thing.



Me -- What Jaan?


Joy -- Just now I shared few pics with you. I am here away from you and I am sitting shamelessly in the car with stranger men in broad daylight. How can you not hate me. Scold me, shout on me. Leave me. How are you loving me.


Me -- All answers will come in due time. Right now you concentrate on your Date and remember to have fun and get away from these thoughts and guilty feelings. Bye.


So here I am sitting at home browsing through my wife's Instagram page, reading nasty comments and getting Pics from my wife of her adventure to a date. As I mentioned earlier that Angela (Read Ch 2&3 to know about her) commented on the pics and asked to call her. I thought this is the right time to seek guidance from her.


I was very nervous and horny. I have already orgasmed after seeing the pic sent by Joy. The pic was nothing but my wet dream come true. I sent Angela these 3 pics before calling her.


Angela -- Hey! How are you?


Me -- I am fine, hope you are too.


Ang -- I just saw these pics. What is going on? I get worried about Jyoti.


Me -- Well, all is going fine and I called you after seeing your comment.


Ang -- Yes. Sid, as we spoke earlier that Jyoti is a really special woman. How is she coping with these pics being shared on Instagram. You know I have been recently dating an Indian man (Rahul) and I got to know about the culture and background from which Jyoti comes. Earlier I was apprehensive about her depression but now I know the reason for her agony and shyness.


Me -- Hey! Congrats and nice to hear that you are in a relationship. Yes, now you must be getting the 1st hand experience of the mental blockage and reluctance that Joy has.


Ang -- I must congratulate you that finally she is out of the woods and exploring the world. What is with the pic that you shared now.


Me -- (Silent while gathering courage to express my feelings)


Ang -- Hey Sid, tell me what's the matter. You know I am your friend.


Me -- Yes, you are. The pic of Joy that you are seeing is sent by her to me while she is on a Date.


Ang -- WHAT!


Me -- Yes.


Ang -- I don't understand.


Me -- Angela, I have been trying to change her and open her to new possibilities and remove her cultural hangovers but sometimes it becomes difficult.


I TOLD ANGELA EVERYTHING, INCLUDING THE BBQ, PLUMBER, HER REACTIONS, BRAZIL INCIDENT WHICH LED TO TODAY'S DATE. She listened very patiently.


Ang -- Sid, please take me as friend and tell me what you expect from her. Maybe, I can help.


Me -- Angela, what I told you is known only to me and Joy. I am very nervous to tell you this. Please don't judge me but I have many fantasies. Sometime I feel guilty about them but I have them and I am just acting on them.


Me -- Also I want Joy to be more open. She has this small window of acceptable things as per our traditions but I want to expand her window and broaden her horizon. This way she will also enjoy life. I have no ulterior motive.


Ang -- Thanks Sid for opening up, now can you specify what is that you want to see in her. I took you as a normal conservative husband but if you want to transform Jyoti into Joy while loving and caring for her then consider me as your accomplice.


Me -- Yes Angela I want to transform her but if you guide then it may be easier. I also want to stress that I don't see anything wrong in being conservative and traditional but we can balance out all aspect without having any guilt. I want to kill the guilt in her.


Me -- Angela, I want Joy to maintain the sexiest figure possible. I want her to dress in all kinds of clothes. Even if she is wearing the shortest and most revealing clothes everywhere then I will support her. I would like to see her take part in a bikini competition again.


Ang -- Are you sure Sid because if she does that then she will be termed as slut wherever she goes. Will you be able to accept that and cope with that. I can tell you this by experience. Girls in my field have to be open and I mean really open and liberal in nature. She will need your total trust and support without any doubt.


Ang -- I have seen these things have bad effect on relationships. You know during the bikini competition preparedness with Jyoti, she was naked Infront of 2 strange men for a complete hour. This may become a regular feature. I hope you understand what I am trying to say.


Me -- Angela, it's too much to comprehend for me. I just want her to be free. I want her to be spontaneous. I am aware of those 2 men in front of whom she was nude. Angela I too get jealous and feel guilty sometimes but this desire is too strong and it pushes me.


Ang -- Oh Sid, I see what are your fantasies but we have to be careful because Jyoti is very sensitive. She loves you and anything bad will take her back to depression.


Ang -- But you have managed to pull off this date for her. I see that how you have dressed her. She is looking ravishing and very sexy. She will definitely turn heads but Brazilian women are many steps ahead.


Me -- I want to tell you again that I love her and I want her confidence to improve. I have all good intentions behind this. I have dressed her in her most provocative attire yet. After bikini competition, this is the most outrageous dress that she has worn either inside or outside the house. She is very dutiful wife.


Me -- Thank you Angela. I am relieved to share this with someone.


Ang -- Don't worry! I will speak with Joy and give her motivation and support. I have seen that you already have made her Insta profile public. Ensure you follow me and I will be sending you links of few influencers and models to follow from her account. These will give her right push in the right direction. I have other things in mind but we have to keep it slow.


On the other side, Joy has reached the beach with her date. She got introduced to people by Luke as her girlfriend. They are told that she has come from America (which is true). Luke's parents and sister know about her but others are just thinking of her as a hot ass American.


Well, the scenes at the beach were very different. All were in the festive mood. There were groups of elders and younger people. Of course, as Luke's girlfriend, she was part of the young crowd where things were hot and wild.


Dress her however you like but Jyoti is a traditional Indian shy wife. She was very apprehensive and unsure of herself and was hiding behind Luke. Once out in the open she felt totally exposed. I would love to say that all men stared at her and most did but the competition at the beach was stiff. The young brigade of Brazilian women and other beach goers were of a different league.


Most women took few seconds to get rid of their dresses after reaching the beach hence all were in their Brazilian cut bikinis. Thongs are the norm. Few topless with only the smallest thong possible. Most having abbs, boobs and ass of a model. Drinking is normal. Kissing and petting even between friends seemed normal.


Jyoti was awestruck. She had forgotten what beach looked like after her failed competition. It was a nightmare for her to even think of a beach and that is why Sid has not brought her on any beach since their arrival in Rio.


Luke -- Hey, why are you being so shy. Mr. Sharma told me how great were you at the beach.


Joy -- Just give me some time. You needed a girl by your side today. You have it now.


Luke -- Lets set ourselves up here away from groups. I am only comfortable with my close friends. They will be here now.


Luke was with his gang of 3 nerds. They were all without girls and Luke was like them till yesterday but today he has a date but he is also nervous to mingle with others. His 3 friends were equally just like him. They were sticking out like a sore thumb and most guys and girls were giving them strange looks.


We put ourselves on our sheet and the boys just sat. They were not supposed to be here on the beach today but since Luke got his date so they all decided to give it a try. When Joy saw them nervous, she felt for the boys. She realized she is not the only soul insecure and uncomfortable here.


As they sat a few boys and girls approached them. Joy saw and knew that they are the same group who beat Luke few days back.


Boy who beat Luke (BWBL) -- Hey! I heard you got yourself a date.


Boy behind him -- The looser and his friends. I am sure the girl is some hired prostitute. They can't have a date.


I was speechless how come they can pass on this comment.


Luke -- Yes, I have a date, a real date. Watch your tongue.


BWBL -- Better for you. If I ever saw you around my girl again. I will beat the shit out of you. At least look at her. How can you even think of asking her out.


Joy saw the girl whom Luke had asked to come for this party. Joy saw a young and pretty girl in her bikini. She was well built with a Brazilian body. She had one of the best set of boobs (DDs) on the beach with a Jiggling peach ass. Also, her bikini was very small and off course she was wearing a thong. She was having a straight face with bit of sadness in her eyes. Joy deduced some attraction in her for Luke by her body language and expression. Seems that she was somehow not happy with the guy and was caged.


Hearing this, Joy stood up and came in front after all she was mature & responsible girl, older than these teenagers.


Joy -- Enough of your bashful behavior. Please leave.


The Boys started laughing looking at her and the BWLB said, "This foreign whore thinks she can compete with our girls. Look at her".


BWBL -- Hey give me your number, I can recommend you to a few customers.


All started laughing and Joy was completely filled with shame. She started looking down and a had tears in her eyes. She was standing in transparent clothes with her side boobs completely visible and so was her areola due to transparent clothing and all her thighs and long legs was naked and she was being called as a whore and a prostitute publicly and laughed upon. She also felt a failure as she was an adult among these 18-year-old teenagers.


There was a young couple not very far listening to all this came and the husband asked the boys to leave immediately and not to come back again. The husband was having a towering personality so the crowd dispersed. The wife was a 30 something women and she took Joys hand and dragged her towards her sitting area. The husband stayed with Luke and friends to give some motivation.


The wife though is a surprise package in this story. Her name was Rita. She was an Indian women settled in Brazil. She was the one asked her husband to intervene because she was observing and watching Joy from the moment she arrived at the beach.


The reason for all this was Joy's Mangal sutra (Sacred necklace worn specifically by Indian married women, it has black beads and gold in a way which all Indian can easily distinguish it very easily). Rita was wondering how come this Indian married woman is roaming here seemingly uncomfortable with a gang of nerd teenager boys. Then the other guys came and started slut shaming Joy. Rita calmed her nerves and gave her water. Then she asked her the same questions.


Joy was speechless and in 2 minds. She felt like, she has been caught by Rita. Joy is a married women and she will die instead of removing her Mangal sutra. Her necklace is too sacred for her, even more than engagement ring which has no such religious importance hence she removed her ring but not the necklace. She never thought that she can cross path with an Indian woman. She didn't want to tell the truth as the truth is so embarrassing and weird but Jyoti was an honest person and Rita saved her from these monsters so she told the truth to Rita. Everything.


Rita gave a smile and a consoling hug to Joy and said "I understand". Rita was an Indian settled in Brazil for the last 5 years. She was in similar situation as Joy is in today.


Joy observed the person she was hugging and saw a beauty of light brownish complexion. She was in a green yellow bikini with Brazilian symbol. Needles to say the bikini was small and the bottom was thong. On top of the bikini, Rita was wearing a big netted mesh cover up. Rita herself was wearing the Mangal sutra and few red bangles.


Rita -- Joy, I think you have come to far along to think or doubt about your decision. You are here as a date with Luke.


Joy -- But!!!


Rita -- But what!!! You can't go back on your decision which is the reality of your situation. If you do, you will always blame yourself, you will give this boy Luke a dark memory. You will lose Martin's as friends and most importantly you will lose confidence of your husband and that may cause dent in your relationship.


Rita -- Joy, my husband is a Brazilian and when I married him, he had asked me to become Brazilian in complete sense. I had to change myself overnight. I was married to him in India when he came for a 2-month long trip. He was liked by my family when he stayed with us in my village.


Joy -- What you did. How you changed?


Rita -- Its a simple technique that I applied, a simple argument. In India, husbands are treated as gods by wife mostly wives from conservative background so I have said to myself that I will worship my husband as god and will treat his wishes as my command. I told myself that doing my god's bidding can never be a sin and I do everything to please him and I killed my guilt with that.


Rita -- And guess what! I have got all the love, support and care from my husband and he treats me like his goddess. I tell you; I feel like I am the happiest wife in Brazil.


Joy -- So you are telling me to do what?


Rita pulled out her phone and opened a YouTube video. The video was of the Rio Carnival and there was this woman dressed in nothing but glitters and was wearing a crown. Her body was covered with some kind of shiny cream and her areola and pussy were bedazzled with glitters & pearls. She was wearing a ridiculously high heel and was dancing on top of a moving tableau inside a big Lotus.


Joy -- Who is this and why are you showing me this.


Rita gave her a smile and said that Its me you are seeing and that's 4 years ago.


Rita - You see I changed myself in the 1st few months that I arrived from India and look at me. Half a billion views on this video that means half a billion people has already seen me like this without clothes.


Joy was amazed and shocked.


Rita -- You see I am telling by experience that I understand your situation. I will ask you to use my trick and get rid of your guilt.


Joy -- Wow!!! You have done this in your 1st year. You are not even wearing any clothes.


Rita -- Yes, Its Brazil and this is the carnival time. My husband told me that since you are foreigner here, you will be miss treated if you don't blend in and if you out shine the local women then you will be seen as queen. Now I am more Brazilian than any Brazilian women here.


Rita -- My husband is very liberal and he allows and encourages me to do everything. In the 1st week of my arrival in Brazil, my husband took me to a beach. I never had seen a beach before and never worn a bikini. He gave me a bikini to wear.


Rita -- I rocked the bikini and after sometime he took me home in that bikini itself without changing. He gave me the sluttiest clothes to wear around the house and in town and I did what he asked and I really enjoyed his compliments and other men's appreciation. One secret that I learned is that the more I flirted or showed my body, the more my husband loved me.


This last line resonated with Joy as Sid told her something similar as the naughtier she becomes, Sid will become even more loving. She told this to Rita.


Rita -- Lets kill many birds with one stone.


Joy -- What do you mean?


Rita -- I would request you to be Luke's confident girlfriend today. Take your stuff some where near that Guy's area who was being aggressive with you. Show him and his gang what beauty you really are. Show your rockstar body. Treat Luke like a king. Put sunscreen on him. Give him drink or food. Sit on his lap. Kiss him time and again. Go for the swim with him and play with him in the sea. Even better, involve all his 3 friends in your game.


Joy -- What are you saying. I can't do this. I respect you but you left India a long time ago but I am still the same shy village girl. What will my parents and husband think of me. This is madness.


Rita -- Joy, I have no benefit of any of your action or inaction but I am just guiding you as a fellow woman who comes from same country and background and faced the same situation. Let's talk about what your parents and husband will think.


Rita -- As you narrated that your Husband has not objected to you being participating in a bikini competition after few months of marriage. He even motivated you. He has called a repairman in your house and asked you to flirt and tease him and he is the one who gave this idea for a date. Since your parents are miles away from here and your husband seems even more loving and supportive. I don't think he will mind.


Joy was trying to digest what Rita just said. She was stunned by her arguments.


Rita -- You just told me that your husband said that the naughtier you become, the more loving and caring he becomes. Just think of it this way, the more prude and shy you become, the more frustrated, detached and dissatisfied he becomes. This will sour your relationship.


Joy was taken a back by the logical explanation of Rita. She never thought the obvious and suddenly she felt the concern of her husband from the time Joy became depressed after the bikini competition fiasco.


Rita -- I know being an Indian woman that is the last thing you want i.e. a detached and dissatisfied husband. Let's do one thing. Let's video call him and you can tell him the situation that has occurred and ask for what he wants you to do. After all a dutiful and responsible wife like yours must ensure that her husband is in the know how of an altercation where his wife is being abused.


Rita's arguments were too logical and undeniable. Joy took her phone and dialed Sid.


The Video Call...


Sid was walking down the memory lane of how he was treated by his American girlfriend from his 2 relationships and he was comparing and noting how his beautiful and shy wife treats him. How he holds a status of an all important figure who Jyoti looks up to always. When he contemplates, he finds that Jyoti has more virtues than any women he has ever met or been with.


The only disconcerting thing about his wife is her lack of awareness of the potential she possesses. The low confidence in her personality and how that affects her life. The American girlfriends were highly confident and free spirited and they used to express themselves to the world. He thinks that Jyoti is too pristine and it is hindering their relation as well.


With guilt filled heart, Sid thinks that his desire to liberate and modernize Jyoti is a right decision in long term perspective.


He receives Joy's call and wonders why his shy wife is doing a video call.


Sid -- Hi dear! Hope everything is going fine and Luke is treating you well.


Sid notices his pure wife in the same dress in open sun. Her breast can be seen with the outer globes fully exposed and areola and nipples can be seen hinted by the transparent fabric of the top and bikini. She was sitting on a mat and looking glum.


Joy -- Hmmm! How are you, Had your lunch that I left in fridge. If you need.....


Sid interrupts!


Sid -- Hey! I am fine, you tell me why are you looking so sad. Is everything fine?


Joy -- Luke has been good but....


Sid -- But what? Tell me dear.


Joy -- (Looking at Sid's face and seeing concern in his eyes) But that boy and his friends who beat and bullied Luke were here and started bullying him again and when I tried to interrupt, they.....they abused me.
Sid got angry. Abusing one's woman is like abusing him. Its like an open challenge to come kick his ass.


Sid -- I am coming at once. Share me the exact location. I will make him suffer for giving you stress and punish him openly Infront of everyone.


Joy -- No no no..... Don't come. Please don't come.


Sid -- How can I not?


Joy -- No dear please. This will create an unnecessary scene here. People here will come to know that a married woman is here on a date with a young boy. Don't come please. This will also scar the boy. He is already being bullied.


Sid takes few deep breathes to calm his nerves.


Sid -- How can I sit here and take insult. Your insult is my insult.


Joy -- Dear if you are insulted then I will take revenge. I am here and I have your love and support. I called you to ask for your permission.


Sid -- You don't need my permission to do anything but still do tell.


Joy became proud of how her husband was reacting and supporting and trusting her. Rita was behind the camera and was listening every bit of the conversation. Jyoti suddenly felt so much love towards her husband and her confidence sky rocketed.


Rita gave a thumbs up and motivational gesture to Joy.


Joy -- We were all sitting here minding our business.


Sid -- All?


Joy -- Luke, me and his three nerd friends.


Sid -- Ok.


Joy -- Suddenly out of nowhere, this guy comes in with his group and started shaming Luke and me. He said that Luke has hired a whore for today's date as he is incapable of getting a date. When I intervened then him and his friend told me that I am a slut and he can share reference of more such customers to me.


Sid again started getting hot under his head but there was a new emotion of lust in him this time. Joy realizing this said.


Joy -- Our friend intervened and warned them to move away immediately.


Joy -- Luke and myself both are feeling devastated after this. I am thinking if I......


Sid -- If you what dear. Don't worry tell me.


Joy -- I am thinking if I try to act more like his girlfriend today to irk this boy and his gang.


Sid -- Hey! I thought that's settled and for me you are already on a date with him today.


Joy -- You know.....(Rita started bucking up Joy to speak)


Sid -- My lovely wife. You know you can share anything.


Joy -- I just want to make this guy suffer. He misbehaved with us and told Luke to look at his girlfriend (the young girl whom Luke asked out and got beaten) and understand that he can never have a girlfriend like her. So I am asking you for permission.


Sid -- As I said, you are already on a date with him and can enjoy the day as a girlfriend. You know what I mean.


Joy -- No I don't know what you mean. Dear Husband, when it's so difficult to utter then please understand how difficult it is to actually do something. Even though I am angry with the boy and want him to get crushed but.....


Rita wanted to come in between to talk to Sid but thought that it is too sensitive a moment to interfere. Sid also had few reservations & he was also not able to find the right words to fit in this context.


Sid -- Ok dear. Please answer me this. Apart from being angry and sad about the argument, how are you feeling.


Joy -- Apart from the bullies everything is normal. People met me and appreciated me with kindness.


Sid -- Just a few hours back when I dressed you for your date. Your 1st thought was shock and you have not imagined yourself wearing something like this inside the house. You thought yourself as a cheap women dressed like this but look at you now. Even in this dress in front of 100 strangers you are feeling comfortable.


Sid -- I am sure you have mostly forgotten about this dress.


Joy -- I won't lie but yes, I am not feeling much worried about the dress because other women here are wearing even lesser than this and I am the one overdressed.


Sid -- Joy, that is what I am saying. Its all about dressing for the place where you are and also about your mindset. Since other women are in bikinis so this "cheap women" dress becomes a regular dress to you.


Joy -- What are you trying to say?


Sid -- I am saying that its time you realize that being modern or wearing small dresses doesn't make you a slut. Wearing bikini doesn't make you a slut. Flirting with husband's permission doesn't make you a slut. So, my dear wife even if you do what you want to take revenge doesn't make you a slut, whore or anything.


Sid -- I would further add that if a man calls you a slut or a whore in a non-abusive way then I wont mind that and I will like you to wear that as a badge of honor.


Joy -- Mere Jaan, aap yeh kya bol rahe hain. Aur maine apko isliye call kia tha kyuki mujhe meri ek Indian friend mili hai jo Brazil mein rehti hai aur usne suggest kia ki mujhe us ladke se badla lene ke liye Luke ki massage karu, Luke ko kiss karu, use hug karu, uske goud me bathu, uske sath sea me khelu aur to aur uske teen dostoon ke saath bhi physical ho jau. Boliye, ye mere Pati, kya ye kerne se aap mujhe apnaenge.


Joy -- Kya ye kerne ke baad mai Slut, whore yap hir Randi sabit nahi ho jaungi. Aap mujhe bataiye mujhe kya kerna chahiye. Mai ab apki aur apni ijjat ke liye aur uss ladke ko sabak sikhane ke liye kya randi ban jau.


In English (Joy tells Sid, what was suggested by Rita to her about kissing him and doing other stuff and Joy is just given up and asking if she has to become a slut to take revenge from the boy)


Rita was shocked to hear this from Joy but Sid was calm.


Sid -- Haan bun Jao Randi. Agar tumhe badla lena hai to ban jao. Everything is fair in love and war. You have my full blessings. I will not only allow you back into the house after this but I will shower you with love and care. But promise that you will be the sluttiest version of Joy. I will only allow you back when the boy and his friends have no answer to your sluttiness and I want photo and video proof.


Rita got further shocked and thought that Sid is much wilder than her husband. Joy was somehow pumped and she wanted to prove to her husband and herself that she can be sexiest and manipulative and sluttiest girl. Joy wanted to see this guy on his knee in front of her.


Joy -- As you wish my love and be ready to shower me with love when I return because I wont digest your insult today. Bye.


For a few seconds there was complete silence between Rita and Joy as they both looked at each other. Sid was also shocked and he was also pumped. He was hard again and wanted an eruption.


Rita -- What's your plan.


Joy -- Lets start this day. I had enough of bullying. Hope you will be near by us.


Rita -- Yes of course, I have my eyes locked on you and I am leaving only after you.


Joy -- I have one request. I want you to capture all the things which will go down on camera. I want to make my husband happy as he loves this.


Rita -- I won't let go even a single action of you all.


Joy walked towards Luke and his friends and Rita called back her Husband. Joy was walking with a purpose. Rita got her phone out and started rolling and requested her hubby to timely snap pics. Hew hubby did what was told as Rita explained to her hubby about what is going to go down in very brief.


Luke was Joy walking back and started saying I am sorry but Joy went straight to him and hugged him tightly and said that, "Luke I am sorry, you have to live with these bullies everyday". Luke was surprised and said "Yeah but I am sorry too because of me you were also insulted".


Joy -- Oh don't worry about and I want you to promise that we will all spend this day as you imagined and even better and will forget any thing happened half an hour back.


Joy let of the embrace and looked him in the eyes and kissed his cheek softly. This was special as all 3 of his friends were closely standing around them and Joy not even gave a second thought about it. This was all being captured by Rita and Hubby.


Joy -- I would suggest to shift our stuff and go over there.


Joy pointed towards the space near the group. Others objected but Joy kissed Luke again on his other cheek and said trust me. Luke asked his mates to start packing as they moved.


Joy stopped and contemplated in her mind. "Has heaven fallen, Is there anyone hurt, If Sid will be Angry". The answer came as a big NO from inside her. She gained confidence and looked in the direction they were going. She saw the same boy and her blood started boiling.


Joy -- (Thinking in her mind) Let me teach you a lesson by showing you the real whore. An Indian married Randi.


Rita has told Joy that this beach is very Open and all kind wild of things happen here. The beach was filled by youngsters and middle agers alike.


The moment they reached and settled, those bullies started wondering why these nerds have come this close to them and one boy started to approach them to warn them but Rita and her hubby followed them as well and stationed themselves near by. The boy back tracked seeing the behemoth of a man looking with a cold stare.


Joy -- Why don't we get oiled and ready for the swim.


They all started putting cream on them but Joy took bottle in her hand and started applying on Luke as he was sitting. No one noticed this so Joy completed Luke's back and took bottles from Nerd 1 and started applying on his abs and chest. That nerd was surprised but delighted. Others attention was also started to fall on Joy. She one by one completed all the 4 boys but she was not happy.


She thought of going one more step and asked all 4 of them to put sunscreen on her. The moment of truth was now there.


Joy must lose her dress and be in her miniscule bikini once again. After the bikini competition she has never even gave a thought to wear a bikini. It was a sin to wear a bikini for her. She had fought with sadness and depression over this. But this is now imminent.


Rita was seeing her and understood Joy's nerves. She came and hugged Joy and asked to go ahead and open her bikini in the sluttiest way possible.


Joy -- I have not even worn bikini twice in my life and how do I know how to open it in a bad way.


Rita -- We are friends, Don't say bad way but slutty way.


Joy -- Ok tell me how to do it in the sluttiest way to let them see how slutty I can be.


Rita -- That's my Slut.


Rita said something and left and started rolling the camera in a discrete way.


Joy asked Luke to site in her front and other friends around her and then she stood up just 4 feet away from them and started removing her dress. Before that she looked up to sky and prayed and asked for forgiveness as she is doing this for her husband and messaged Sid that she is taking this step as a token of respect for her husband.


She did a few stretch to attract people around her and took the hem of her top and removed it and started playing with her top by swinging it around over her head and ultimately threw it on Luke's head. Her bikini top was transparent, shiny and white with 2 small patches over her areola and nipples. The bikini top was modest and she looked like a hot curvy big boobs model.


She felt the freedom and wanted to feel mentally free so decided to do something out of ordinary. She sat with all 4 boys and said that-


Joy -- Guys, Luke is my boyfriend and I am his girlfriend.


The guys wondered why is she stating the obvious.


Joy -- Luke I am sorry but I like your friends and they need to know the truth.


Luke face was worried and he tried to stop her. Joy wanted to feel slutty and Rita told her before opening her dress to do something wild which challenges the very core of your guilt. In short challenge your guilt.


Luke started to come to Joy to request her not to say anything but Joy put a finger on her lips to stop him and then said, "I want to be kissed by my boyfriend". She put her lips on his and Luke]s hand automatically held Joy and they started giving each other a kiss for the ages. Luke's 1st kiss and Joy's sluttiest moment. She broke the kiss and looked at the guys and said that believe me guys, I am his girlfriend and started the smooch again.


When they broke the Kiss, They both had attention of not only the bully gang but all the nearby people. Joy felt a kick from horniness and a Tsunami of guilt at the same time but she has to do what will now challenge her guilt.


She tightly hugged Luke and started talking with the Guys who were just in awe of her beauty and hot body. Joy told them.


Joy -- The truth is that I am happily married with a loving husband. I have agreed to be Luke's Girlfriend as I see a good person and a handsome man in him.


Nerd 2 -- But why, when you are already married.


Joy -- (She wanted to pretend and out do herself) Boys, Its my choice and my husband's fantasy. He wants me to be open and be friendly and flirty and he bought me this dress for this special date.


Saying this Joy bent and removed her shorts as well and threw it on the Nerd 2 face.


Joy -- I am not a hired prostitute as I cant be bought. I am.......( Jyoti stopped herself from saying my husband's slut). I am a hot women. Luke as my husband told you I am a goddess and can overshadow any woman. Do you now agree.


Luke was speechless and just nodded a slow yes with mouth open.


Joy -- So guys, don't shy away from me and believe me when I say that I am Luke's girlfriend.


Saying this she again hugged and kissed Luke and this time Luke was cupping Joy's ass with both hands. Her naked ass was in his palms but her big peach was too big to get hidden by a pair of hands. Her white bikini bottom was not a thong but most of her ass was any way out for all to see. Joy removed herself from Luke and slept on the blanket.


The BWBL was also one of the onlookers and so was his date. Rita was so proud and hugged her husband. Their phone never stopped recording. Joy saw all the onlookers reaction and asked Luke to rub sunscreen on her.

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Chapter 14

People will say that Joy has crossed the line of decency and has become a bold woman by exhibiting her body purposefully on the beach, smooching a young boy in presence of an audience and telling Luke's friend her secret but truth is far from it. This will be known as the story progresses.



I am sitting at the house. I have nothing in mind apart from my loving desi wife and her recent antics. I was thinking of all the scenarios this could go down and how it can affect us. How much Jyoti wants to be away from all this complicated life and how she is always part of these hot scenarios.


I interfere in few of these occurrences hence I feel guilt. I am not sure how will I deal with situation if Jyoti really acts in the way I fantasize. I am scared of the consequences yet I am not stopping because I trust myself and my wife to see this through.


On the Beach....


Rita with her Husband seems to be getting a kick out of recording something so taboo. They have experienced it personally and they know that it is the ultimate aphrodisiac for a couple. If couple's thinking gets align then it can make their bond unbreakable. The taboo of seeing a pious wife getting (for the lack of better word) corrupted with the support of her husband has made the couple very horny. Rita has just met Joy but this commonality has proven to be a strong ground for friendship.


Talking about corruption of Pious and pure wife. I think people can get corrupted but not Jyoti. Even though she has told Luke's friend that she is married and yet she has come on date with Luke. Even though she has smooched him madly and publicly. Even though she has now has thrown her top and shorts towards the boys while dancing brazenly and even though she is now asking Luke to make a show out of putting sun cream on her but she is not corrupted.


She is doing this to make her husband happy. She is doing this out of extreme love and devotion for her husband. She needs to take revenge from the bully gang to get her pride back. So, anything which makes her husband happy and helps her beat her enemies will have to do.


She also has gone with the flow after encouragement from Rita and her husband. She also feels attached towards Luke and wants to help him overcome his negative qualities.


When Joy removed her shorts, she felt naked. She couldn't stop the urge to hide herself or use her hand but she closed her eyes and slept on the blanket. She prayed once again for courage and opened her eyes and asked...


Joy -- Luke, can you put lotion on my legs and feet?


Luke was hypnotized by Joy, all her doubt about Joy being a below standard woman had melted away and he wanted to be a proud boyfriend of a hot babe. Luke fetched his cream and started from the feet. Joy felt a surge of power over these boys and the moment Luke's hand touched her thighs, she was electrocuted and was brought to reality.


She saw herself laying on a beach blanket in a translucent patch of clothes. Calling them clothes is too farfetched. The area that covered her body will be lesser than the area of her 2 palms.


Her current bra and panties are 3 to 4 times bigger than these. Interestingly showing her bras and panties to others while they are washed and dried is a matter of shame and women generally wash them and dry them separately in private but here, she is not only wearing an ultimately thin and small bra and panty but she is wearing this willingly in public with an audience that she attracted with her antics and now a strange man is touching her in public.


Joy was blown away by this realization. Joy started breathing fast and tried to cover her face with both hands in shame. Since Rita was closely watching Joy's every movement while clicking her pics, Rita ran to Joy and sat down next to her among the boys. Luke was applying lotion on her shin and other guys were just watching her and reactions of surroundings.


Rita whispered in her ears...


Rita -- What happened Joy?


Joy heard Rita and opened her eyes. She was having red eyes with pearl-like tear drops falling from sides of her eyes.


Joy -- What am I doing? How much deep have I fallen?


Rita -- Dear, You were doing so well. You teased the boys and stripped your clothes like you have been doing this regularly. What is the matter?


Joy -- I am not brave enough. I am not meant for this. You know these things are paap (Sin).


Rita -- This is your time to fight with the guilt. You told your secret to boys, you deep kissed and hugged Luke and stripped to a bikini to challenge your guilt. This was bound to happen. Your guilt is fighting back with all these emotions.


Joy was just listening to Rita.


Rita -- This is what you have to do. You have to ride past this guilt. Imagine your happy and proud husband when you go back and tell him that you have successfully completed your date and you have salvaged his pride and yours by taking the revenge. He has told you not to come back without teaching them a lesson.


Joy -- But these emotions are killing me. How can a wife face a husband after being hugged & kissed by a stranger.


Rita -- Joy! Your husband is supportive of you and he wants you to be the sluttiest version of yourself today in order to bring this bully to his knees. In your husband's words, "If a man tells you whore or a slut in a non-abusive way than wear it as a badge of honor".


Rita -- As I told you, This is your guilt fighting you back because you have attacked it to kill it. Its now time to increase the intensity of your attack and double down your sluttiness.


Joy -- How? Look what I am doing. What can be more than this?


Rita tells something to Joy and tells her that she has a promise to live by towards her husband.


Joy again closes her eyes and thinks herself touching her husband feet to take his blessings and asking for forgiveness but this time she sees herself in a bikini while touching his feet. She braves her fear and says....


Joy -- Boys, can you please help me lotion up fast. I need attention of my whole body as I don't want to burn.


Listening to this, all three nerd friends sit on all around her and start doing her. Luke was shocked but he never stopped. Joy was fighting her emotion and telling herself to calm down.


Crowd around her started viewing this with much more interest. Since the boys were inexperienced in women, they were not daring to come close to her tits and panty area.


Joy in her mind -- I AM MY HUSBAND'S SLUT TODAY.


Joy -- Dear, why don't you do my breasts.


Both the boys handling her upper torso took responsibility of each breasts and put lotion on the exposed part which was a lot. Listening to the Luke and the other friend also put lotion everywhere the bikini was not there. The bully gang stopped all their activities and started looking at this show put by Joy.


In the mean time Joy flipped and gave her almost naked back to the boys to touch and others to gawk. Bully gang boys removed their shades to look at the on goings. Few boys had their mouth open seeing how brazen Joy was acting.


All 4 boys did all the area and all 4 of them squeezed and massaged Joy's ass in full view of audience from all around. The boys were visibly hard. Joy was patting herself that she just crossed a big hurdle. She was suddenly seeing logic in Rita's theory to kill the guilt. She started talking with her guilt in her mind.


Joy in her mind -- Hey guilt, look what I have done. Apart from the area covered by the bikini, I have let these strangers touch and squeeze my full body on a public beach. I am still my husband's wife and I still am pure for my husband. Throw your next challenge to me.


The girls in the bully gang were not amused with the boys and started distracting them to look the other way. Kiki, the girl whom Luke asked out and got beaten was unhappy with the BWBL. She somehow felt that she is not getting deserved attention from her BF.


When the massage ended, All the boys looked at each other and realized what they have done. It was their 1st time touching a woman and they were feeling horny with this experience.


All of them sat and had some cool bear. Joy had some fruit drink. They were not speaking as the scene has become so hot. One of them suggested to go to the water to cool off.


Joy was uncomfortable but she saw Rita smiling at her with a thumbs up and she threw cation to the air and went with Luke. Luke held her hand like a BF. From far, Rita took snaps and in those snaps Joy naked and shining back was captured with her holding hands with Luke. In one such pic, Joy looked back at Rita and this got captured in camera.


All of them ran in water and started playing and splashing water. Finally Joy was happy to be in water. She felt her stress melt away. Luke held her close and grabbed her ass in his palms while hugging her. He smiled at her and said thank you and said..


Luke -- Why did you let the boys know that you are married and why have you allowed them to put lotion on you. This was supposed to be our date.


Joy understood his jealousy.


Joy -- Luke, apart from you being our neighbor and friend, you are special to me in a different way. You know you are a complete look alike of my cousin brother back at home and I had very close bond with him but since I left my home, I miss him dearly. I see him in you and when those guys beat you then I couldn't stop myself from helping you but when my friend backed out from this date then because of the same attachment with you I had to step in as a date with you. Also my husband wanted me to think freely and come out of my shell.


Luke -- I know that you are a wife and this is not a real date but I am starting to .......


Luke and Joy were talking while Luke was holding Joy in his arms in water and time and again touching her ass.


Luke -- I am started to wonder if you would have been my real girl friend then how would have it been.....


Joy -- Luke, I promised you and my husband that today I will be your girlfriend and I am trying. Why do you think I am standing in your arms. I can't dishearten you but I am sure you know the reality of this situation.


Joy -- There is one more reason for this behavior of mine but first tell me do you really like that Kiki girl.


Luke -- Yes!


Joy -- What would you say if tell you that I am going to be more naughty in order to take revenge from that guy and while doing so I would like to snatch that girl away from him. Kiki will be yours after today.


Luke was speechless and happy but he had a sad face.


Luke -- I don't know how you will do this but that will be awesome but but......I really started liking you. You are the first women who treats me like a man and sees qualities in me. I don't know how to say this but I am attracted to you.


Saying this, Luke started smooching Joy. Joy was facing the beach and saw Rita, her husband, BWBL, his gang, Kiki and nerds were watching her. At first, she froze but then she started kissing back and then they kissed with their tongues swirled up. Luke started squeezing her ass with his left hand and tool his right hand to cup her breast.


Joy was feeling overwhelmed because this was the first time someone other than Sid has touched her breasts but then she remembered her bikini competition day where the make up guy touched her boobs. This negated the reflex action of getting away from Luke and the kiss continued with Luke interchanging hands from each ass to boobs.


Joy told herself -- I hope my husband will accept me but he said he wants me to be my sluttiest. I don't know but I cant let my guilt win now. I have sacrificed a lot today. Then Joy ended the Kiss.


Now even the kiss was ended but Luke's hands were on her ass and tits due to waves they have floated towards the beach and the water was up to their knees.


Luke -- I am giving you the GF treatment, I will give you the revenge against BWBL, I will give you Kiki before today but you have to support me in my plan. I can't let go these idiots after they called me slut.


Luke -- I will be very grateful and I will support you but I want to have a real date with you once.


Joy -- Luke, look at us, You are squeezing my boobs and ass in front of all and kissing me like a lover. Isn't this a date. My husband told me to be liberal but I have gone past being liberal with you. What more you want from a date.


Luke -- This is my first date and I don't know what dates are. Please I request you.


Joy suddenly realized something.


Joy -- You will not believe this but this is my first date as well. My marriage was an arranged marriage without any courtship and I have never ever have been with anyone else before my marriage. You see, this is what I tell my husband that I am a pure woman. I am devoted to my husband but here I am in your arms while you are tormenting my private parts openly in front of all.


Joy after thinking for a moment.


Joy - We were born at 2 different ends of the world and yet we meet to have our first date. Is it coincidence or fate. (Joy felt a bit closeness towards Luke). Okay! You may ask my husband for a date with me. I will only come if he allows.


Luke -- Wow! I can't believe this is your first date. At your stage, most Brazilian girls have had more than few partners and lots of sex.


Joy was shocked to hear something like this in a conversation with Luke. Sex is something she has compartmentalize only when for her husband and it is not the subject to be spoken of else where.


Luke -- I will ask your husband but I am afraid he will not be happy.


Luke -- So what is the plan my GF. How are we bringing down the bully.


Joy -- Let's head back to our blanket.


Over to Sharma's residence.....


After cuming 2 times, I was feeling hungry but somehow I was also very hard. I could not digest what I said to my wife who is on a date. She is called whore and slut for which I was very upset because it was with the intention to hurt her in a very negative way but after that when she asked me permission to behave as a proper girl friend with Luke, I got excited and my blood started getting pumped.


She will be kissing and getting herself massaged by Luke. She will be getting touched by him. I am not sure if she is brave enough to kiss him there on the beach. I wish she does this and I wish she kicks the bully's ass somehow. I don't know how but she must. How can that bastard belittle my precious wife.


Isn't this a hotwife thing which is happening. Isn't this how hotwife's do. They go on dates. They wear hot clothes. They enjoy other men's touches and ..... Oh I cant imagine what is next. I can't control my hardon. I need her back for mind blowing sex.


I wish I was there, seeing her move and act slutty. I wish I could know what is going on.


On the Beach....


Joy and Guys returned to their spot. Joy went to Rita to discuss and confess and to take strength and courage.


Rita -- My god Joy! You are a born star. You look like you belong to this. Your body looked hot and the way you kissed him and you both looked like an item.


Joy couldn't listen anymore and to make her stop she hugged Rita.


Joy -- I am really embarrassed. Don't make me remember this.


Rita -- You shouldn't be. Why don't you speak to your hubby. What I listened in the last call, I am sure you will get courage from him.


Joy -- I can't. I really can't face him.


Rita -- I know you can't lie to your hubby. So, I think its better to tell him over the call rather than face to face. This will be a let out for you and I am sure he will be dying to hear from you.


Joy thought its sensible what Rita was saying. She is lucky to have her as a guide today. She thanked her and went somewhere away from people to talk to her husband. At first, she thought of calling only voice call but then she decided to do facetime or a video call.


Sid just completed his lunch when he received her call. He was ecstatic and excited and horny immediately after seeing she was calling. Also, he got scared if everything is well or not or Jyoti has chickened out and is crying. He picks up and sees a poker face of Jyoti up close on his screen.


Sid -- Hi my dear. Hope all is well.


Joy -- Yes, things are somewhat well but!


Sid -- Thank God! I really got scared if you got yourself into trouble or you got shy again and decided to end this date.


Sid realized that he made a mistake after watching her expression. He just spoke in jest.


Joy after hearing this got a bit flustered & frustrated. She called him for motivation but Sid started the call by doubting on her.


Joy -- Dear hubby I love you but I was not expecting you to be super critical and so negative. I don't deserve this. I called you to take support from you and you started doubting me right of the bat.


Sid -- Hey Love, I was so worried about you that I asked these questions. I don't want you to get hurt. It is my love and not me doubting you.


Joy -- You shouldn't doubt me because...


Joy became hesitant & silent!


Sid -- Because of what honey! What happened? Please tell me.


Joy -- Sid my dear husband, I am doing this only because of you and your support. I am able to even step out of the house in an impossible dress with a stranger because of you. When you talk and you use dirty words like slut and randi for me, I get upset but then I console myself because it's a talk between husband and wife which can get kinky but I have observed that you always tell me slut or whore or Randi in a loving and positive way and not like the way this bully guy told me. That's the reason I tend to understand you.


Joy - When I married you, you became my everything and I truly believe that you too love me the most. You keep telling me that the naughtier I get the more loving you will become. Is it true?


I was shocked and confused and horny. What is all this talk of Slut and Randi.


Sid -- Yes, my darling. I stand by my word. Tell me what happened and why I shouldn't doubt you Jaan.


Joy -- My Husband, you need to be more loving to me now.


Sid -- My wife, you are making me go wild with excitement. Please tell me in detail.


Until now, Sid was only seeing Joy's face in the video call. Joy kept the phone on sand with support of a water bottle and went away from it to be seen fully. She can't believe she is doing this. She felt a hypocrite after the bikini competition episode. She gave her husband and herself a hard time and she cursed herself for wearing a bikini but here she is now flaunting it.


On the other hand, Sid heart was blazing. His dick was throbbing inside his pants. But he had a realization of achieving something concrete after seeing Joy in bikini. He thought that the Jinx of the bikini competition is over and they are surely now on the right path.


The white, shimmery transparent triangles looked so hot. The woman who undresses herself only in bathroom at home and can never be seen in her bra panty in bedroom is now roaming on a beach without her husband wearing only a bikini. Her nipples were poking and her whole skin was glowing and shining. Her nakedness was a taboo in itself.
But then the taboo was amplified by the jewelries that Joy wore. Her Mangalsutra (auspicious necklace as sign of marriage), Her anklets, Her Bangles and other things were making her look pious but the lack of clothes made her look like a beautiful desi slut wife.


Joy -- Now you understand.


Sid -- Oh darling you have made me the happiest husband in the world. I will be more loving for sure.


Joy -- Honey, this is not the naughty part that I was talking about.


Sid -- What!!!!


Joy -- I asked you for permission to be Luke's GF and you gave me that. I was specific about my request and you told me to be my sluttiest version. Even though I had to console myself, I had to force myself and have to motivate myself at each moment but I acted as your slut wife Jaan.


Sid -- I can't believe it. Oh my God!


Joy -- You have to believe it because everything is on camera and you will get to see it. My love, you asked and I did it. I behaved like a Randi today. I massaged those 4 boys and I let them massage me all together while I was in a bikini.


Joy -- Jaan, they touched me everywhere because I asked them to. Are you listening to this? You own wife asked 4 boys to touch her body everywhere. They touched and rubbed me everywhere my skin was visible. They only left the part covered in bikini.


Sid was speechless. He didn't know how to react. He had a jealous bone in him which was also giving him a kick.


Joy -- If you think that your wife has still not done enough then listen. This was all done in presence of the crowd and the bully gang were watching each and every move of mine apart from other strangers. After that your loving wife went with the boys in the water and your pure wife was smooched and groped by his BF.


Joy -- My love, this was not the first kiss by him today. To give him confidence and to attract attention from the bully gang, I stripped the dress you put on me this morning and I went ahead a kissed Luke and he grabbed my ass in this bikini.


Joy -- I am behaving very freely here and I achieved everything what was supposed to be done. I gave this poor guy confidence and saved his pride by accompanying and being his GF and I also listened to you to be modern but only thing that I have to do is to take revenge from those boys and that is why I have called you.


Sid was in fantasy land. He was listening to everything and was picturizing. How can this be possible. He tried to put his phone to max volume. He pinched himself and stubbed his toe to ensure he isn't dreaming. He stroked his cock few times to see if he wakes up. While talking he went to toilet and tried peeing because generally in dreams if you pee, you wake up but he was awake. How is this happening.


Sid -- Honey, I will love you to the moon and back. I am with you and I am proud of you. Tell me why you have called. Do you want me to come to help you beat the shit out of them.


Joy -- No, that's not the type of revenge I want. I called you to tell what I have done so that I can know from you if I have done anything which you won't accept. I need that confirmation to get the strength because you are my strength my dear husband.


Sid -- Jaan just now I said that I support you to the fullest and you have done a favor to me by making my fantasy come true. But why do you need this confirmation for the revenge.


Joy -- Honey, I treat you like I worship God. I was having second thoughts about taking revenge because I have to continue being the slut wife and do some more slutty things to take revenge. I am here to again take your blessings and permission.


Sid -- Jyoti my darling wife. Even though I feel you don't need my permission to live your life but I give you permission and I request you that being slut or a whore should not come in the way of revenge. If those bullies come and slut shame you then smile on their faces and accept that you are a proud whore.


Sid released a big load and showed his throbbing dick with cum splattered to Joy.


Joy -- Darling thank you. You got so excited by this. I will keep this in mind. I will go to my GF now. I am so lucky to get a husband like you. Bye my love.


Sid was huffing and puffing when he started receiving multiple pics and videos from an unknown number. At last, there was a message saying that it was from Rita. As Sid scrolled the pics and videos his aching dick got hard again. He sent few of those pics to Angela.


Joy arrived at Rita's blanket with a slight smile and a big relief. Rita stood up and Joy hugged her very tightly.


Rita -- What happened?


Joy -- Thank you! Your suggestion worked. I am so relieved now. I was dreading but now I have told mostly everything to him.


Rita -- And?


Joy -- He is very supportive and loving. He is very happy.


Rita -- I told you that you can draw strength from him. Keep this in mind. Even if you commit the worst kind of sin and you want forgiveness from your husband, just try to become his slut. He will forgive everything. You know, I lost my husband's credit card and someone cashed out a huge sum but, on that day, I ordered a pizza and got naked and took delivery in all my glory and let the delivery guy hug me as a tip. My husband who was miffed got so turned on that he forgot his credit card.


Joy -- Oh my god! You sure are a crazy woman.


Rita -- Don't forget that my guidance is helping you.


Joy -- Ok! Now coming to this bully gang. I am going and we will do as planned.


Joy and Rita have chalked up a basic plan and decided to spontaneously act on details of how and where. Joy reached Luke and nerds and sat with them for few minutes. The boys were very proud to be siting with a hot girl. Luke was smitten by her beauty and so were her friends but they all behaved. In the meantime, Joy shared her plan in brief with Luke.


In some time, there was a game picked up by some boys and few girls. The boy who called Joy a slut was part of the teams. Some girls were standing on the sides and cheering each side. Joy saw this and went to the place. She stood near the court and started cheering for Pedro. While cheering and because of her jumping, her boobs were bobbing up and down. This was observed by all the men.


After few minutes when they started having drinks, Joy went to Pedro to have some chat. Joy said that there seems to be some misunderstanding and she don't want any fight. Since Joy was a hot beauty, Boy like Pedro couldn't disagree. Joy asked Pedro that she wants to play and Pedro arranged her to Join and introduced her to everyone.


In the meantime, BWBL (Bruno) came with Kiki and others to the game. At first Bruno was apprehensive about Joy but since her charms were too difficult to resist and there was no harm in talking to her, Bruno also started playing and mingling with her. Kiki and few others went to play frisbee few feet away.


Bruno and Pedro thought that they snatched away Luke's girlfriend again and were priding themselves for it. Joy intentionally was very sporty and free with them. Three of them ended up in a same team and when they scored points, they all hugged each other. Joy was leaning a bit too much in the hugs and the boys started taking advantage by touching her freely. Bruno started patting her ass before each serve and Pedro followed the suite.


When Joy didn't show any concern, they groped her ass freely and started kissing her cheeks for wins. Kiki and others started seeing this and Kiki was feeling insulted by it. Bruno and Pedro were getting too excited to have a girl allowing them free pass.


After the game, all 3 sat and Pedro asked Bruno about something. Bruno replied by cursing in his local language and feeling frustrated. When Joy asked what's the problem.


Pedro -- Leave it!


Joy -- Hey tell me!


Bruno -- It's just that we both have a talent in body painting and we wanted to show case it here on this fest. There is a counter where artist can register and paint and if people liked the paint, they will get in demand and can do it on other fest and carnival. This will get us trained and get us in the inner circle. You know, we have planned to open a shack for it on Copacabana beach.


Joy -- Then what is the problem. I never thought you guys are ambitious. It's a pleasant surprise for me. Go for it.


Pedro -- We can't go for it.


Joy -- But why?


Pedro -- We need a subject, a model on whom we can do body paint and Kiki who said she will do it and then got cold feet and denied it.


Joy -- You mean body painting means doing painting on body?


Joy was unaware of this kind of thing. Bruno and Pedro looked at Joy as if she asked the silliest question of the planet. She thought that it's like heena tattoo.


Joy thought, this is an opportunity to do what she has in mind.


Joy -- Hey don't be sad, for you two, I can be your subject for today.


Pedro and Bruno got excited and they both hugged her one by one and hi fived each other. Joy excused herself and went to Rita.


Joy -- I am going to be the subject of Body painting for these two bullies.


Rita -- What? Are you sure.


Joy -- Yes, why?


Rita told her all about it. When Joy herd and saw some pics shown by Rita, she cursed herself that she agreed for it. Rita understood her discomfort but motivated Joy.


Rita -- Hey, why are you so worried. I know that you will again through the agony of being touched by strangers but think like this. Your husband told you that being a slut shouldn't come in your way. Think of this as an adventure. How happy your husband will become when he comes to know that you have taken this initiative and gone beyond his wildest dreams. He will shower you with love. So go be the best Slut on this beach.


Joy -- I can't believe that I am hearing this for myself and I am getting motivated. Few days back, I would have killed you or my family would have buried you for saying something far less. What has happened? I am agreeing with what you just said.


Rita -- This is because of the love and encouragement of your husband and a hidden whore inside you who wants to come out and shine. Go and enjoy with those 2 young strangers. Your husband will only thank you for this.


Joy again got pumped and went to Luke. She kissed him again without any words or fanfare as if she belonged to him and informed him about her going for the body paint as a GF. They she asked Luke to follow the plan.

[sanjaimanju90]

Will you ever update again

That depends on the response.

I have so far continuously uploaded at least 14 chapters and the response is lukewarm and except for you and one or two, there are no good responses. 

It is very demotivating for a writer to continue writing when there is no engagement.

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[sanjaimanju90]

After talking to her husband and Rita, Joy was feeling very high on confidence. As the hours have passed on the beach and she was roaming in her bikini without giving a thought of the display that she is on. When she kissed Luke before going to Bruno and Pedro, she felt she is obligated to do it as Luke's girlfriend would have.



While kissing, she was feeling overwhelming love but this was towards her husband and not the young man. It was as if she was gifting this kiss to her hubby as a token of love for all the care and support that he gave.


This seems so bizarre and it was felt by Joy as well. She had a smile on her lips as if accepting the reality of the situation. How can a women kiss a man out of love for another man.


She argued that even though she feels attracted towards these young boys and she gets high when these boys are eyeing her up and expressing their appreciation towards her beauty but she is majorly driven by her husband's desires and requests. This was new for her and this was making her horny and hot and giving her ego and confidence a major boost.


As Joy went back to the boys Bruno and Pedro, she said she is ready to be their model. They happily went to the counter and Joy was walking closely b/w the boys. Joy thought to herself that she came to this date while being scared how to face Luke in a small dress selected by her husband and here, she is walking in bikini with these strange boys.


She already knew that her bikini was translucent and one can get the idea of her areole. She remembered that the last time, she wore the same bikini, it was on her honeymoon. She was completely innocent and went into the water and her very own bikini that she has worn became completely transparent. That day she cried for hours in that hotel room and cursed herself and her husband.


Now that she is wearing the same bikini in absence of her husband and in presence of so many strangers and moreover around 15 or more boys have seen her from very close quarters and around 8 of them have touched her in the same bikini, she wonders, if she can fall any further into this depravity.


She looked over her shoulder to these 2 handsome boys and imagined herself in between them and looking from far, yesterday she would have cursed this married woman walking in between two strange boys in bikini for being shameless and cheap and characterless. She would have thought that this woman in between these boys have no moral or ethic and she would have thought of her as a real whore or a Randi.


Now she is that girl in between these two boys, walking mostly naked without any shame in public, she felt a new thought. She felt that, if I see a girl like this in between boys half naked and think of her as a whore so in the same way, the bully gang saw me with 4 boys and termed me as a slut and whore. She thought its not fair on these boys just to judge them on this incident as she has judged women in a similar way in past as the bully gang did.


Pedro held her hand while walking and Bruno put an arm around her waist just below her big boobs. Now she thought about her belief that she held for so long.


I am being accompanied by these two strangers and I know for sure that I am not a whore so I was wrong about women all this time who are running around in small and indecent clothes and showing their body. Was my dear husband right to encourage me and ask me to wear small and tight clothes and behave in flirty and naughty way because even after being almost naked on public and kissing strangers, I actually don't feel like a slut and these guys are not making me feel like one.


Either this or being a whore or slut is not a bad thing actually. Oh my god! Help me. I have not been this confused. What am I thinking? Sluts, Whores & Randi. Is this all there for me to think. I am here for the love I feel for my husband.


Somewhere she is sad about all this. She feels that she is doing this for Luke, her Husband and their friendship with Martin's but she has got no personal interest. One part of her feels defeated as she never wanted to be a modern woman but a simple village wife who washed clothes and cook's meals day in day out and takes care of family in a motherly way.


Joy also ponders as they walk, about the need for the revenge with Bruno and Pedro. They seemed like normal young boys and why is she insistent on the revenge. What is the need to do all this when she can request Luke to accompany her back home to her husband. I need to salvage this all, Luke needs a partner, these guys need a model and my husband need a naughty wife back at home.


Joy gets much more resolved and they reach the counter some distance away from where they were playing the beach ball. As planned, Luke went to Kiki and starts having general discussion. Kiki was apprehensive and Luke was nervous but they continued talking and Kiki said sorry for Bruno's hitting him and for today as well.


Joy earlier told Luke that Kiki has some soft corner for him as she has noticed her eyes and body language which indicated that she feels attracted towards Luke. When Luke asked Kiki about Bruno's whereabout, Kiki was clueless. Luke's plan was to take Kiki towards the area where Body painting was being done. Luke started saying flirty things which was told by Rita to him. Kiki was impressed and Luke finally persuaded her to have a walk with her.


In the meantime, Bruno and Pedro collected their body painting items and registered in a small contest. There were only 10 teams and since they were already late due to Kiki's denial to participate, they had only 1 hour to complete.


Joy was not aware about any contest. When Bruno and Pedro came back, they told Joy that they need to hurry up as all the time is lost. Pedro took Bruno aside and asked him if he is sure because Kiki never wanted Bruno to do body painting and that is why she said yes first and denied at the last moment so that Bruno couldn't participate in this. Kiki wanted his man away from other girls and this body painting thing is absolutely opposite.


Bruno and Pedro both were smitten by Joy and Bruno wanted to make a mark and a carrier out of this and so did Pedro so Bruno said that he is sure and he don't want anyone to come in between him and his passion.


Pedro told Joy that she needs to wear pasties and a small panty band or C- string thong band (It is like a hair band but it's worn over the pussy and the band disappears inside the ass crack and it covers only the pussy) and handed her a package.


Pedro and Bruno thought that Joy is a modern woman who knows these things and have agreed to become their model but for Joy this was completely unheard off. Joy didn't know what Pedro meant by pasties and C string and opened the package and removed it from the bag, she was utterly confused what to do with those items.


Joy was acting very free and modern in front of these boys and after looking at these items, she got scared and her confidence came crashing down. She wanted to shout to release her anguish but she has to maintain the status quo. She was away from Rita as well. Looking at the 2 circular skin color things, she gauged that it will be put up on her boobs and the hair band kind will be on her pussy.


She called Rita on her phone. She told her the name of the items and Rita just smiled and told her how to put it on her body.


Joy -- Rita, how am I supposed to wear this and go Infront of these 2 strangers.


Rita -- Come on Slut, you can do it.


Joy got offended by her words and snapped at her saying


Joy -- Rita, have you already decided that I am a slut. I am here for a purpose and not because I am a slut. Please stope shaming me.


Joy's tone was harsh and since she was already in turmoil, she couldn't bear when Rita called her Slut so casually. But Joy realized the moment she finished her sentence that she has overstepped. There was a painful silence over the call for one or two seconds.


Rita -- Hey! Joy I know that you are.....


Joy cuts her in the middle sentence and starts repeating sorry again and again. She starts pleading and asks Rita for forgiveness.


Rita cuts the call as Joy was not letting her talk because her nervousness and guilt. Joy got worried and calls her again. She felt she is now alone on this crowded beach. When Rita didn't respond to calls, she felt despair and cursed herself.


Joy to herself -- What is so wrong with you, she is your only friend and she can call you a slut. Look at what all you are doing. You are a slut and accept it.


In reality Rita knew Joy needed her and she ran towards the counter area which was only couple of hundred meters away. In a few moments she was standing in front of Joy and when Joy saw her, Joy ran to hug her as if she is meeting her after years of longing.


This shows, how nervous and fragile Joy is today. Rita also realized it and hugged her tightly.


Rita saw the items Joy was carrying and took them from her and started laughing.


Rita -- Oh! I remember my first time when I saw these things, I showed you my YouTube video of the carnival. What do you think I am wearing. I am wearing these very things and had my body bedazzled.


Rita was continuously laughing at Joy. Joy found it irritating and asked her why she is laughing. Rita confessed that she is laughing at Joy because of her naïve nature.


Rita -- How are you getting yourself in this mess. You wear Salwar suit in your house which totally covers your body. You go out with your husband wearing that thing and covering 100% of your body except your head and part of your arm but when it came to going out with a stranger, your husband chose to dress you as a slattern.


Joy -- What is Slattern?


Rita -- (While laughing again) A tart, a Slut, A Mulher Desmazelada.


Rita sees discomfort in the eyes of Joy and holds her close as a friend.


Rita -- Dear Joy, I know this is difficult and we discussed this in the morning. You have to rise above these feelings and get rid of your guilt completely.


Joy was waiting for Rita to console her and she melted in her hands.


Rita -- This is your husband's request. Do his bidding. Become the naughtiest version and this certainly qualifies.


Joy -- There is nothing to rise above from. These clothes, how to call them clothes as they don't cover me at all! These pieces of fabric will be like a dagger to my pious and conservative character.


Rita -- You know what, if your Husband is supportive of an act then you being naked can't make you unholy. In your case he is not only supportive of your act but he demands it. Also remember the plan which we have for Luke.


Rita takes her to nearby restroom and explains her the way to properly wear something like this. It took Joy few seconds to wear these things on her and after she covers herself with her translucent bikini over pasties and thong band, she comes out.


Her cover up used to be a Chunni (A big rectangular cloth of 6ft length & 2ft width) over her Salwar suit and with its help, she used to cover her head and part of her face. Now her cover up is a bikini which is 1000 times smaller. What has she got herself involved into, is all she thought.


Rita -- You told me in the morning that you participated in the bikini contest and two strange men touched your naked body for make-up. This makes you an experienced naughty woman. I will again repeat the golden words. Go be a slut and make your husband proud.


Joy couldn't believe what she herd but she felt that even though it was the most offensive sentence but she needed that shock to go and do wat she is about to. She was thinking of Luke and her husband and decided to get this over with.


Over to the House.


I was decimated, I was destroyed with jealousy, My heart was slaughtered, My heart beat was million beats per nano seconds, My eyes were hazy and my vision was blurred. I couldn't hold my phone, Perspiration was pouring but I was more wet in my underpants. Its one thing to imagine but when I saw the pics and videos of my beautiful pious wife in bikini in arms of different men and all by herself then I felt million watts current. My dick was throbbing. I was raring to go and I wanted sex.


I was questioning myself again and again that do I want this. Have I made Jyoti corrupt. Have I dishonored her and my family or have I deceived all of them. Have I fallen to the deepest pit of cheapness. I was scrolling through these images and I saw a pic, It was a pic in which 4 boys including Luke were going towards sea with Joy. All 4 boys were facing the sea and there back can be seen in the pic wearing boy shorts. Next to Luke was my lovely wife wearing her miniscule bikini with a high pony tail.


Her back was totally visible except for her small patch of bikini bottoms covering some part of her ass. Her body was glistening with oil including her ass and her big side boobs. In this pic all were facing the sea but Joy was looking back at the camera and her face was beaming. Her eyes were telling that she has found something new, something to be proud of and something to cherish and be happy. I can see the feeling of joy in her eyes and at that moment all my negative thoughts vanished.


I just melted watching all those pics and felt proud of my desi wife. I felt so much love towards her that I thought of rushing to the beach to collect her up.


I shared few pics to Angela and she was equally blown away by them.


Back to the beach....


Joy made her mind and went back to the two new strange men that she met only couple of hours ago. She was in her bikini but her impression of nipple got curtailed due to pasties. Pedro and Bruno were looking directly at her breasts just confirm if she is wearing pasties or not.


This was new for Joy as two men casually and directly looking at her breasts. She instinctively hid her breasts with her hand. Pedro asked her to remove her bikini so that they can get on with the paint. Even though they were mesmerized by her but they were focused on what they were going to do.


Bruno started telling Pedro about his plan about the colors and design while touching Joy's thighs and ass. The touch was highly sexual and inappropriate for a wife but these boys were so involved in their discussion of the art they wanted to create that they forgot that she is a girl and not a thing.


Joy felt bad and good both. Good because she felt comfortable with the nonchalance of these boy's attitude and bad because she felt neglected. She has shown her precious body to them and now they are able to touch her any where at will but they aren't moved by her.


They aren't excited about her body. Her anticipation of giving these boys control over her body met with a very professional attitude of the boys or this is all in her confused mind. This is again a new thing for her because from where she comes, even a look of her face would have made any man stop their heart.


While discussing on the nitty-gritty, Bruno slid her bottom and Pedro started to put a lotion on her lower half. It was as if she has lost any say. She was but a doll for them. When her bottom was dropped, all that was covered now was her pussy slit. The thin and narrow skin color band was just a piece of nothing. From far she looked naked from below her boobs.


In Rita's camera too, she looked naked below her tits and from behind, she was actually naked. All her ass and back and thighs and legs were naked. Rita's husband was behind her to take a pic and a video.


Joy was livid. She was completely taken a back by the boys. They didn't even asked again for her to remove her bikini. She felt a bit insulted. Well Pedro started putting colors on her and their plan was to make her wear painted shorts and top with a Jaquar print. Pedro and Bruno started putting the base paint on either of her ass and around her pussy area.


The Short they planned was very Short and it was going to cover 3 quarter of her ass only. Once the base paint was done on the back, Bruno sat in-front of Joy with his face inches away from her pussy to ensure to Paint the fabric in front of her pussy.


Joy felt sad that she can't do anything. She felt trapped. She felt that, out of all the things that she did today this felt the most degrading and sinful even when she was smooching Luke and Luke grabbing her tits and ass without her flinching, she felt she was doing her husband's bidding and following his orders to be a good girlfriend but this was bizarre. This was sexual but weird. People were watching them paint her. She felt as though she was their sex slave. She closed her eyes and prayed.


Joy -- Oh my God! I am here to make these boys pay and get Luke justice but I think I would rather die than to do this. Please help me. All that I did in the morning was as per my Husband's wishes but this was never his wish so this is sin. Come my God and please help me.


When Joy opened her eyes, she saw Luke and Kiki standing 100 feet away staring at her and the boys. Pedro & Bruno were so busy in painting that they didn't notice her. Bruno and Pedro has made Joy a Jaquar print shorts in the meantime. Kiki saw that Bruno was so close to Joy's pussy that his nose was just a couple of inches away.


After seeing Kiki, Joy struck a confident pose because she had to do this as planned and said


Joy -- Bruno dear, you have made a slutty shorts for me. I am so happy! I feel so hot.


Joy thought that she has come a long was and she is already nude. She remembered her husband's words about being slutty and randi.
Hearing this Bruno felt obliged by her help to be their model and encouraging them while they are painting her. He thought to take more motivation from her and he got up and hugged her tightly and started kissing her. Even though Jyoti was not at all interested in the kiss, she made a point to open her mouth and have a very wet and passionate kiss with Bruno. Pedro couldn't hold back and he also started smooching her napes and started pressing her boobs.


Luke, stayed behind and away from all these actions as planned and Kiki walked a few steps not believing what her boyfriend was doing. He was smooching another girl with his friend and he was body painting this girl. Kiki just blasted on Bruno and gave few mouthfuls to him and started running off the beach. Joy saw Luke running behind Kiki and held her hand before leaving the beach.


Joy was so proud of herself that she forgot she was just being smooched by two men publicly and her boobs were pressed and she did not even give it a thought. It was so natural for her. Joy felt bad when she saw Bruno and Pedro. Especially Bruno who was devastated. She saw his eyes turning red because of sadness as if he was about to cry.


She felt guilty. Even though she wanted to take revenge but she hurt the boy and it was a dark feeling. Out of concern and friendship, Joy held Bruno in a hug and kissed his cheeks. Bruno had a small tear and joy kissed him for his pain but Bruno's lust was back and he started making out.


While making out with Bruno, Joy held Pedro by his back and hugged him as well in order to not to feel him left out. This was a true sight as it was not forced but induced. Joy felt easy as the pressure of revenge was let off. She just melted and then after breaking the kiss from Bruno she started kissing Pedro and this time Bruno started kneading her tits but from inside her bikini. This time Bruno opened her bikini top and started squeezing her tits. Her bikini bottom and top was thrown in a few feet away.


This is a moment to hold on and look back. Jyoti came to America with her husband as a timid and highly conservative wife. Doing sex with her husband was and is an adventure for her. She prefers to have sex with her husband in a dark room without removing her inner wears. She prefers not to get naked in front of her husband.


She gets naked only in her bathroom after locking the latch of her bathroom even though she is the only person in the house. Her bra and panty after being washed are not dried in open but in a corner inside a covered area which cant be seen by anyone.


She had always worn and covered around 95% of her body even in the sun. She never ever had feelings of touching or seeing other men before or after marriage. All in all, she is an absolute conservative and village girl who is now happened to be absolutely naked on a public beach literally covering her nipples and her slit.


She is willingly kissing two strange young men without any shame in public while she is almost naked. This is a revelation. This is a turning point or not!!!!!


Somewhere from the side of her eyes, she saw a familiar face. A face which was rattled. This face was none other than Marla's, Luke's mother. Marla was stunned. When Marla saw Luke running from the beach, she came to see what happened and when she saw what Joy was up to, she thought that this woman is so cheap that she came here with my boy as his date to encourage him but she is now shamelessly smooching 2 boys who beat her son.


Joy left everything and started to walk towards Marla but she saw Marla was not alone but with Luke's father and Uncle and his sisters all were watching her. After some pause, Luke's father took away his stunned wife and Joy saw condescending smirks in the eyes of the sisters.


Back to the house......


I was in a state of Limbo. I had a stiff cock even after so many cums. I was in a state of bliss. I felt complete in all regards. I have a good family, good finance, great wife and now a slutty hot wife. I herd a knock on the door.


When I opened the door, I was stunned. I saw my darling wife in a fishnet cover up with her breasts seemingly disguised as covered but visible and nipple covered by pasties. She had a daisy duke kind of shorts on her of animal print but most importantly she was in shock and she had her eyes red and her face swollen. She ignored me and ran into the bedroom.


I saw a man and a girl dropped her at the door and told me to take care of her and went away. I was stunned. I was not sure what happened. My erect cock was still erect because of her dress but it was now slipping down due to her crying sad face.


I called her name and tried to follow her inside the bedroom but it was locked. I thought that she was changing but she never opened the door. After few hours, I knocked but she wanted to be left alone. From being the most happiest to feeling weird and awful. I was in a mess. I had Rita's number and when I spoke to her, I came to know what happened.


I was panicking. I kept on waiting for her but she didn't answer and neither she came out. I was so disappointed. I was very disheartened by this. We slept in separate rooms and the next day she woke up very early and did all her chores and cooking and went back inside her room.


There was a knock on the door and when I opened, I saw Marla. Marla was very happy and was apologizing to me profusely and was asking for Joy. When Joy herd that Marla is here, Joy got scarred and started getting nervous.


Marla started calling Joy out and then I saw my wife first time after her return. She was in her salwar suit and had red eyes and face. Marla went towards Joy and hugged her and again started saying sorry and thank you.


Joy -- I am sorry Marla but I can..


Joy was cut off by Marla. Joy was still nervous and was not able to register Marla's sorry and thank you to her.


Marla -- Oh Joy! I am indebted to you for doing what you did yesterday. Luke is so happy and he is praising you non stop. Kiki seems to have become his special friend. They are going out soon. This is all because of you. I never knew you are so naughty and clever in these matters.


Joy -- What, you are not angry with me and Mr. Martin and others.


Marla -- Joy oh joy, they are all so happy but they are so surprised to see you ahm..... to see you do your trick. Just like me, my husband and his brother can't believe what you did in a matter of hours and my girls seems a little jealous of you if I will be honest.


Joy was not able to comprehend all this and asked again.


Joy -- So you mean to say that we are back at being good friends and you are fine.


Marla -- I don't understand, I told you just that. I was shocked when I saw you at the beach but shortly after that I met Luke's friends and they told me everything. I wanted to come in the evening but we got late after the packing up and saying goodbyes so I came early today to thank you.


Joy was just speechless and had small talk with Marla and shortly after that Marla left.


This time I was very disappointed and I was hurt. We both saw each other and Joy immediately realized her mistake but I was genuinely hurt by her way of reacting and shutting me out after I have been all supportive and caring and loving.


I rushed to get ready and went to office and I just ignored that she had breakfast ready and she was waiting for me on breakfast table. For that full day, I neglected her message of asking me how are you etc.


I was ignoring calls from Angela too as I was not able to tell her what happened. This has happened before and Angela faced it when Jyoti backed off from the bikini contest. I was unsure how to deal with my lovely wife.


I loved her so much but I am angry, if I go and talk to her then I may show this anger which I don't want. I was angry because she shuts me out and I was angry because I was jealous that she was kissed and touched and seen by so many strangers while I was waiting for her desperately and when the time came, it all went awful. My jealousy and anger got no avenue to come out. I wanted to take time to let my anger & jealousy fizzle out.


When I came from office, my beautiful wife wore her designer salwar suit and lots of ornaments. She was very sweet and prepared a host of dishes for me. She was also not showing her emotions but was behaving very casual and sweet. We had food and I retired to bed without much talk. I pretended to sleep when she came from back and tried to hug me.


Jyoti felt devastated by this attitude of mine. She was sobbing in the night very slowly. I wanted to cuddle with her but somehow, I was still not there yet.


When I woke and got ready to move out, I saw that Joy was in kitchen in one of her shorts and top. I was pleasantly surprised and Joy was looking at me to see my reaction. I didn't give her much and went out to the office.


Joy texted that she wants to go to market for somethings and asked me to come home early. I was not that busy and I came back in the afternoon. I met her at the gate all ready. She was wearing the same shorts and T-shirt and a 3-inch heels and a pair of hoop ear rings and bright red Chuda (bangles). A light makeup and a high ponytail. She was asking me to just turn around and away we went.


This is the first time my lovely desi wife is coming out with me in shorts and top. I started having hardon while walking. When she held my hand, I couldn't help but to hold her tighter but then I backed off because I didn't want to melt so easily and show her that she is my weakness though I was feeling proud of her.


Joy -- Thank you my dear love. I wanted to feel your touch so desperately.


I did not say anything and we marched towards the mall. The moment we entered the mall, my timid wife took the lead and started selecting shorts and fancy tops for her without even hesitating. She looked at me once and I was so happy inside but the moment our eyes met I looked the other way and went towards the men section.


After sometime I saw Joy coming towards me and boy was that a site. Her top was loose one which she wore but she took one lower end of the top and made a knot just below her boobs and now her top was so tight on her boobs and her flat tummy was completely visible including her belly button.


The transformation was so huge that I had my mouth open with an oh my god expression. She came near and just looked down like a dutiful wife and said that my shopping is over. I paid for it and we went out.


Out of the shop and now she had attention of the crowd, her shorts were not anything crazy but still her lower thighs were visible and this was so much for the conservative pious wife. We did not talk much but she said that she doesn't want to cock and wanted me to order some pizzas.


After few minutes, I saw Joy in tears in the bedroom looking herself in the mirror. I was unsure what is going on. I was hidden from her view and she was lost in her thoughts with her eyes wet. I was not getting desperate to hold her. I couldn't wait any longer. She needs me, I thought.


I saw Jyoti's face and saw that she has resolve to do something even though she was sad and while looking at herself she was preparing for something. I realized how sensitive she is and how foreign all this must have felt to her. I was getting anxious now. I questioned myself about my decision to not speak to her.


I ordered pizza and was watching TV. My darling had her bedroom closed for sometime now. It was still evening and sun was about to set. The doorbell rang.


I thought that it must be pizza guy, I was in living room, away and at an obtuse angle from the entry. Someone seeing inside from the door can't see me. I was about to leave my chair when the bedroom door opened.


My world is upside down now, my only friend, my only love, my darling wife, one who weeps when she is put in difficult situation of being in small clothes. One who has been absolutely non starter when it comes to anything erotic. She will either die or prefer to be wrapped in heaps of clothes and was devastated at thought of wearing a dress while going on a date has worn a string bikini.


Her bikini is small, small in size, small by the looks of it, small compared to the size of her boobs and at the bottom it only covers her front slit. It's a proper thong with nothing behind her ass. It was a bright yellow with a green border. Her boobs bottom was not only visible but all of her boobs were visible around her areola. In fact, her areola was visible just outside the triangles on all 3 sides. The covered nipples were darting out of the fabric.


Her bottom was covering only the slit and nothing but the slit. The top of the slit was the border of the bikini. She worn an impossible golden heel with transparent strap and transparent and glassy heels. She was wearing her bridal jewelries like Chuda (bangles), Payal (anklets), kamarband (a thin chain around waste, gold rings, toe rings & sindoor (vermilion) in her hair parting.


This moment is nothing but magical. She is looking like a fantasy walking in heels. I have imagined a hot wife and I have imagined her like this always in my deepest of desires. I was already hard in my pajamas and it was visible. She stopped before opening the door, she had not emotion on her face. She looked at my dick poking out. She waited for few seconds. I thought she is giving me chance to stop her but I couldn't move.


So, she casually opened the door with a smile. As the sun was yet to set, it was still bright outside. My pious wife shocked me again when she went out of the door instead of taking the delivery from inside the house. I ran to the kitchen window to see what's happening when I saw six feet something black boy was having a hard time believing his luck as he was not moving.


Joy moved her hand in-front of this man when he responded by giving her the box. Joy started giggling and when he gave her the box, she just stood their letting the man to see her. After that she turned and very slowly started walking inside and kept the box just inside the door giving the man a full view of her naked back.


Then she called me from the door and asked me for the cash. I was stunned and so was the pizza guy. I froze, I forgot where is my wallet. I ran and went in the bedroom to fetch some cash. Joy went outside and started talking to the delivery man. This was new Joy. She was being very casual and even stepped further out to the pathway and plucked a flower from the small garden and asked the pizza guy to put it in her hair.


I came to the door running and saw it with my own eyes as my holy conservative wife's naked behind was towards me and the pizza guys was putting flower in her hairs behind her ears. His other hand was clutching her waist. I saw people walking on the side walk and watching my wife with adoration and wonder.


When the flower was safely put, I too put my alpha male face on and just smirked at the guy and said take your money and tip. The guy looked at me and took the money without fuss and left.


I pulled my life partner and started smooching her just at the entry inside the house. I couldn't control and picked her up on my shoulders and slapped her naked ass and took her to the bedroom.