A Housewife Or a Whore - Part 3

Amit: "Ma'am, these are the only two problems with your bra. There can be many other types of problems. I will give you a proper booklet on how to take care of it when buying the next products."

Rekha wondered if he had a booklet, why he demonstrated it on me. Whatever it was, Rekha loved it and so did Anupam.

Amit: "Sir, hope you did not mind the small demonstrations. I can tell all about it but it would kill much of your precious time. I am sure you are busy man. I need to ask something about ma'am. Should I address you or ma'am, Sir?"

Amit was indeed a trickster with words. His words touched their heart, his fingers touched their minds.

Anupam: "You should surely address her. Is that fine with you Rekha?"

Rekha did not know what to answer. She just nodded her approval.

Amit: "Ma'am, I am sure you both must have chosen a basic range of products which appeal to your eyes. I would like to give an opinion of mine, if you permit."

Rekha was melting hearing his words.

Rekha: "Please do."

Amit: "We know our products are pretty expensive. We want to deliver the full value of it. I cannot refuse what you desire but I can certainly guide if it will be a product which is right for you."

Anupam was surprised to feel a stirring is his pants again. He had just jacked off in washroom and not much time had passed since. Rekha did not feel uncomfortable anymore to stand in her undergarments and discuss openly as well. She sat next to Anupam as the conversation went on.

Rekha: "Yes, we have marked the products that interest us at first glance. Tell us, what do you feel about them?"

Amit carefully looked at their choice of products. He duly appreciated them at their classy choice as well. The couple felt absolutely comfortable with him. They could now discuss any and everything with him.

Amit: "Sir, the choice of color depends on one's personal likes but one must choose colors which compliment the skin tone. In madam's case, any color will suit her because of her fair skin tone."

Rekha knew she would not have to bother for her lingerie shopping anymore, in this life time at least.

Amit: "Sir, the choice of product though must be carefully done. Not all products will suit her. Her shape and curves would need something specific to add to her beauty."

Anupam was all ears to every single word Amit said. Rekha was already gloating hearing the praises.

Amit: "Sir, ma'am is one of the most beautiful girls I have come across. I cannot help but say it. However, I would like to ask you what kind of a shape she has and what needs to be done to increase her sexual appeal?"

Anupam went into pondering mode.

Anupam: "Well, she has the right curves at the right places. We need some special lingerie for those special moments. So anything different from normal wear should add to her sexual appeal."

Amit: "Sir, you are very right about the curves. Ma'am certainly has the perfect curves. She has an hourglass figure, as we term it. I hope you get the clue what I mean by hourglass."

Rekha was blushing hard once again. Amit instinctively knew that he had to take control now.

Amit: "Ma'am, do you mind coming here. Please stand with your back towards Sir."

The anticipation of what Amit would do next excited her beyond her imaginations. She followed his command.

Rekha stood there with her back towards Anupam. Amit squatted down, in front of her. His face was good six inches away from her crotch but he could smell her quite nicely.

Amit: "If you see the shape of her hips Sir, you will observe that she has the perfect ass a man can desire. Pardon my words. I am trying my best to express what I feel about her in a good way. I don't intend to be cheap. If you feel odd about anything I am doing or saying, please tell me so."

Rekha was biting her lower lips to stop herself from moaning. She felt so slutty from inside.

Amit: "Sir, she can wear any kind of a panty. Her hips are so shapely that they will look beautiful with any kind of a panty. Even a cotton panty will look exotic on such a shapely, beautiful ass. I must compliment you on your efforts to keep the shape of your body ma'am."

Anupam was gulping hard. He was once again desperate to use the washroom.

Amit: "Thongs, lacy panties, g-strings, boy shorts, cotton panties - either will suit her, Sir."

Amit spoke while squatting close to her waist. Anupam was busy hearing his words. Rekha came to her senses as she felt Amit's finger slide 2-3 times on her panties, between her labia. Rekha was surprised once again at Amit. Amit was in total control of himself. His speech did not shake even a bit as he was gently fingering her vulva and talking to Anupam at the same time. Anupam's facial expressions also did not give away that he was doing something of this kinds.

To her utter shock, Amit stood up and placed his hands on her shoulder. Rekha felt her legs go utterly weak as he did so. He just smiled and turned her to face Anupam. Rekha was surprised to see Anupam's eyes fixed totally on her crotch. She went the deepest shades of red as she realized that she had a wet patch on her panties. Anupam had moaned seeing it and Amit fingering had made her panties stick to her overflowing juices inside. Her camel toe was clearly visible. She felt so cheap, sluttish and whorish. Her cunt oozed another round of juices. Rekha was gasping for air. She had never felt such an extreme need to cum.

Amit: "Something smells fishy. Let me look at the fresh air issues in the room, excuse me please."

The comment left Anupam and Rekha reeling under the belt, literally and really. Rekha was too embarrassed to face Anupam. Anupam was too excited to see anything but her crotch.

Amit: "Sir, you both have chosen padded bra's for ma'am. The padded bras will not add to her beauty. She has rather full breasts. The bra has to be decided according to the occasion you plan to wear it on. Do you have any specific occasion in mind to wear them ma'am?"

Rekha was too embarrassed to say anything.

Amit: "Indians generally wear the special lingerie in bed only. In more than 80 % of the cases, the couples involved are not able to experience the real beauty as they keeps the lights turned off. Don't you want to wear them at your social outing as well ma'am? I am asking so because I have specific thing in mind for your private and social outings."

Anupam came in to her rescue.

Anupam: "You can suggest products for both kinds of outings."

Amit: "Sir, the prime function of lingerie is to make the woman feel special. If it is for personal outing, the thing has to be kept in mind that the partner too should feel the effects. Same cannot be said for social gatherings."

Amit's balance of words hurt both Anupam and Rekha in their crotches. They both were like putty in his hands.

Amit: "Sir, I will bring you some patterns which I feel will suit ma'am best. You can see them and get a feel."

It was an odd moment as they all waited for the lingerie's to arrive. Amit took the lead once again.

Amit: "Ma'am, please don't mind but I see you are terribly excited. It is normal but I rarely see many ladies in such a soggy state. Since your panties are already soggy beyond limit, do you mind wearing a very sheer under panties as you try the fresh products? If the fresh stock gets soggy with your juices, you will have to buy them ma'am. It is store policy. I hope you don't mind my conveying the same to you."

Anupam: "We will buy the products which get soggy. Don't worry."

Amit first gave them the lingerie's which would be best for their social outing. Rekha tried every single piece. She had never ever felt that a certain kind of lingerie could make her feel so special from inside. Anupam just eyed every single piece she wore. He could not tell which one to keep and which one to leave. They decided to buy the pieces Amit had shown them till now.

Next in line were the products for personal outings.

Amit: "Sir, I think I should go out for a while. Some of the products are quite sheer besides being provocative as well. It would be bad on my part to stay inside the room. You can ring me anytime you want me."

Anupam and Rekha both formed the impression of him being the perfect gentleman, hearing his words.

Rekha tried every single piece of lingerie. Rekha wanted Anupam to touch her and feel her in the various products but he could not muster enough courage to do so. Every new design she tried, left him more excited. Her nipples were poking all the time. Every panty she tried had a soggy patch left behind. Both of them were in such a state that a touch would trigger the deepest release either had experienced ever. Rekha chose to wear the cup less bra and crotch less panties last. She did not give Anupam a look though. She would wear them later tonight.

Rekha and Anupam brought every single piece that Amit had given them.

The discussion thereafter turned to general topics as billing was being handled.

Amit: "I am so glad to get in touch with such a lovely couple. If at all I can be of any other service, please do let me know Sir."

Amit went all the way to the gates to see them off. The couple was in more than a rush to get into the car and reach home.

Rekha and Anupam were lost in a torrent of thoughts as they settled into the car. It was an experience they would never forget. Rekha could see, looking at Anupam, what the term having blue balls meant. She was too excited herself and wanted to get naughty. She remembered the first time when she had used her purse as a hiding aid in the car to masturbate. She had carry bags today.

Anupam could not get a clue as she place the carry bags on his knees. He had never seen his wife in such kind of lingeries, neither had he seen such looks on her face as well. Almost forgot to mention, he had never seen her so soggy down below as well. Her hands gently slid his zipper down. Anupam was gasping for air now. He wondered whether this was happening for real. He looked and tried to stop her but his eyes begged her to go on further. A few strokes and Anupam was spurting inside his underwear's like never before. He was glad that he had managed to make no noise. the driver would have heard it. Instinctively he started to rub Rekha's crotch. Rekha could not control herself anymore. She experienced one of the strongest orgasms ever. She put her head on Anupam's shoulder as she felt herself being lost in a wide range of emotions. The most felt emotion was intimacy. They both did not utter a word but clung on to each other as their home arrived.

Rekha made her way inside. The driver stopped Anupam and told him "Sir, is everything with ma'am? The sound that she made today was the same as the one she made the other day. I had told you about it as well." Anupam pondered on the driver's words as he made his way inside. He could not imagine Rekha masturbating in the car hence he dismissed the thought all together.

Anupam and Rekha had the most ecstasic weekend. Lots and lots of lovemaking in different lingeries, at different places and at different times. The only thing that was constant was a thought. A thought that she was a high class whore giving company to an ultra rich client, Anupam.

With such increased levels of intimacy, Anupam cursed the trip ahead. Rekha felt quite lonely as he left for airport.

Rekha unconciously turned on her laptop to check her emails. Her eyes sparkled up as she was an email from Anupam.

"Darling, I want you to take various pictures in the lingerie's we bought. I want you to expose yourself for me. Please send them as soon as possible. I am too desperate. Love."

Rekha's fingers ,once again, instinctively knew what to do next.

Rekha was lost in a land of imaginations as she donned new lingerie every day. She promptly clicked a few pictures in her undergarments, a few without them as well, and kept on sending them to Anupam.

Anupam started to get more demanding just like his business trip. Rekha tried her best to cope with his demands for newer pictures every day. About a week later, Rekha got irritated with Anupam's request for a new angle. She did not know that her irritation was about to open up a box of possibilities. She sent him an email, telling him to hire a professional photographer if he wanted new angles.

Anupam sent an email, almost immediately, back to her "Do you know anyone reliable?"

Rekha went wet almost instantly reading the email. The whole idea made her feel so whorish.

She was confused as well. Anupam was pretty open to what happened in the lingerie boutique and now he was asking her for pictures. Many questions crossed her mind. Was there some part of Anupam which she did not know at all? How come he was so open to the concept of his wife being felt and touched by an absolute stranger?

Her life had taken a turn which would leave her excited and confused at the same time. This paradox was almost prevalent since she came to know about the existence of the virtual world. Fortunately she did not have to ponder much to come to a decision. Universe, it seems, had already taken a decision for her.

Rekha was intimated by one of the servants that a person had come to meet her. Half way down the stairs, her legs almost gave away as she was Amit waiting for her. She did not have any smile on her face. How did he get her residential address? She was a bundle of all negative emotions as she made her way down. Amit just gave her a print out of an email, also showed her the sms that Anupam had sent. In the email, Anupam had requested Amit to go to Rekha and discuss the issue of photographs and photographer. Anupam had clearly stated in the email that he had total faith on Amit since the visit to his lingerie boutique. Their address was also mentioned. Rekha felt a relief as she understood how Amit got their address.

Rekha: "Would you like to have something?"

Amit was sporting a very mischievous smile as she asked her.

Amit: "Anything hot, warm and juicy is fine with me."

Rekha was relieved that her servant did not understand any language other than Hindi. Amit's words made her feel hot, warm and juicy at just the exact place he had intended. Rekha told the servant to serve them black coffee with dark chocolate cookies.

Rekha: "Do you mind discussing what you have in mind?"

Amit: "I don't have anything in mind Rekha. Your husband asked me to arrange for a photographer who could take some suggestive pictures of yours. He also wanted that someone to be safe and secure kinds so here I am. What do you have in mind?"

The ball was in Rekha's court. The paradox of being uncomfortably excited was tearing her apart. She decided to play it slow. Rekha undid the pin on her pleat of sarree and let it loose, eyeing Amit all the time. She never knew that she was a vixen too.

Rekha: "I never say no to anything that Anupam wants. Tell me Amit, have you planned anything?"

Her looks were having the exact effect on Amit that she wanted. The crunching of cookies and sipping of coffee went on for quite some time and so did the tease as well.

Amit: "Well, I was planning to strike two birds with a stone. I will take pictures for your husband and his need for something different. I will also take a few pictures for the website I had told you about. I should be able to manage both as long as you are okay with it. Which dresses and lingerie do you have in mind for the pictures?"

Rekha felt a familiar feeling of wetness starting to happen between her legs as she spent more time with Amit. She felt herself melting as she listened to him talk and take control of the situation.

Rekha: "My husband has shown trust in you for the pictures. I have shown trust in you as a whore. It would be best if you decided those dress and lingerie issues."

Amit savored her words for a bit. She looked so innocent and naive as she spoke. How could she ask a total stranger to decide a dress and lingerie? Rekha would realize this but only when she could do nothing about it.

Rekha received a sms from her husband which made her go wet even more. It said "Darling, I await many, many pictures from you. I miss you so much."

Rekha pondered - did he know about Amit was here or was it pure timing?

Amit: "Can we check your wardrobe for the dress and lingerie?"

Rekha realized it for the first time then that she had unconsciously invited him into her bedroom. The whole idea had such a ring of being a big time taboo but it made it even kinkier for her. She was gushing juices between her legs.

She had such a spring in her steps as she went towards her room. She had never found herself so vulnerable, so desiring and so open to a stranger. She knew it well that her walk must be giving Amit the living nightmares. She wanted to tease him more. Amit asked her something on the stairs which swept her off her feet, literally.

Amit: "Rekha, do you think what you are doing is right? You are taking a total stranger to your room. What if he finds you too hot and cannot control himself? What if he rapes you? What will your servants think when you take this stranger to your personal bedroom? What will your husband think when you tell him this?"