Anil: No Chithra, I am concerned about you. That's why I am saying this. Anita, please help her out with an alternate clothing of some kind. We can't go out now like this as you can see for yourself (pointing at me). While we wait here, I suggested that we carry on with the tests in the first class.
Anita: Chithra, I think we might have some blankets large enough to cover those. ( she trailed off the sentence, which made it more horny)
Anil: That might just work (his hard on is just getting harder)
Anita: yes. You can use that for a saree chithra.
me: What? I am alright as it is.
Anil: oh no, don't even think of it Chithra. The A/C will certainly cause fever and the likes. We don't want you to have a bad experience in our cabin
me: well... I .. no.. its. just that ( I fished for words but none came out.)
Anil: Its alright chithra, just use this blanket. Your health is more important.
me: well.. I am not sure (I had no intentions to shed my blouse when I started from home this morning).
Anita disappears for a moment and she is back with a sheer blanket and thrusts it in my hands.
me: What? I am not comfortable changing here. (looking more uncertain at the two of them)
Anil: come on chithra, we want u to experience the first class cabin
Me: well. Can I not just go home? I think I have had enough?
Anil: If you want, chithra, but it would be disappointing. You are the brainchild of these designs and you are the anchor behind the tests we are conducting today. So it would be empty without you, besides, it's quite expensive to run this simulator, so we can't come back again. It is certainly worth knowing your opinions. Just stay with Anita for some more time and give it a try. I assure you, if you have never flown first class, it's a whole new world out there in the next section. Believe me! We can do role switches too and you can be the customer too for sometime if you want. Its fun, surely.
I scratched my head and thought it through. It's only for a few minutes and it's once in a life time, so why not? I thought.
Me: Ok. I'll do
Anil: Great, That's the spirit chithra. Why don't take you change into the blanket?
me: well.. can't I change somewhere a bit more private than here?
Anita: sure, there is the pantry there. I will come with u
me: ok..
I half wanted her not to come, thinking what she did to me in the other changing room but the other half of my mind wanted more of it and expected the session eagerly.
Anil: anil: come back soon ladies, the last time you went to the changing room, it took forever.
me: ok. (I followed Anita)
We reached the pantry. It's just a narrow space with some curtains. Just as we entered, I heard Anil calling for Anita. She excused and left for a moment.
Outside, out of my ears reach.
Anil (in a hushed tone): Make sure you bring back her bra to me baby, I need to get a proper preview of what is in store. (Grins devilishly).
An already charged up Anita readily agrees, as she is always for mischief and challenges.
Anita comes back to the pantry. I stood there looking at various stuff standing in wet saree not even noticing her entry.
Anita: time to strip, honey
me: (tearing my eyes & thoughts away from the coffee maker / sterilzer etc) er.. what? (Taken by surprise at that)
Anita was humming cheerily as she approached me.
Anil: yeah, change. Anil is waiting outside.
me: ok... but where is the blanket? I thought you went outside to bring me that.
Anita: Oh, its fine dear, I need to take your clothes off to dry them at the air vent of the A/C. It will all be dry before our session. You don’t want to go back in the cab like this right? I shall bring the blanket soon. I am sorry I forgot all about it ( while I am still thinking only about those melons of yours)
As she spoke... she placed her soft fingers on my shoulders and gently pulled my pallu off me.
Anita: there .there.. Stay still w. we are done
Me: Uh.. OK (genuinely touched by her care, wondering what kind of blanket she will bring)
Anita: (cooed softly) turn around will you... (She expertly unwrapped the sticky saree off me.. though this was not in the plan, I let her unwrap it, as I felt very relieved get the sticky material off me.)
Anita: we are nearly done there..
As I watched, she gently pulled the pleats off my hip and tugged the saree with some force off my hip from the petticoat, as it slipped away from me completely.
I just remembered that the petticoat is rather flimsy and is not the one I wore this morning at home. She slowly collected and sort of bunched the wet saree.
As she slowly pulled the last bits of my saree tucked inside my petticoat at my hip with one hand, she giggled and suddenly poked my fleshy deep yummy navel with her long index finger.
I yelped and screamed at her sudden jab.
Anita: sorry. I just can’t resist. You’re so good down here honey.
Anil just heard my shriek from outside and from the gap in the curtain he could see to his delight Anita's fingers drilling my tummy hole, and she is well working her way as
I was already standing without my saree. He rubbed his hands together and waited in eager anticipation.
Anil: Everything ok in there, ladies?
Taken off balance by that, I leaned back on the table and held it with both my hands, thus allowing her more time to play with my navel. I now have come to accept the idea, that I didn’t resist much to her naughty fingers tickling me any more!
But, just whispered amidst my continued giggles.. ‘Don’t Anita.’
Anita: well, then just finger me, make it even
Even as I thought about her proposition, she switched her gentle tickle to her hand holding the saree and seamlessly shifted her right hand to the base of my wet blouse and started unhooking it.
The offer only sounded fair to me and I advanced my hand to feel up her hip.
Me: Oh you are so soft,
I was feeling her smooth tummy and while my fingers found her navel she unhooked the rest of the hooks from my blouse.
Anil: thanks. I shall take you to the beauty parlour that I visit soon. That's the secret of my smooth skin. (She winked at me). Its called the Vivek's Boutique.
She found the key to keep me in trance and giggle as she didn't stop fingering my belly while her other hand casually peeled my blouse off my shoulders.
Anil was watching this show now stroking his erect shaft with more vigor.
Anita: Turn now will you Chithra? Let's stop this for a moment.
Me: Oh, Vivek's? I have heard of them. ( I said turning, allowing her to pull my blouse off me fully)
Anita: Oh dear. See it's fully wet. Nice that it's off you now, here... wipe yourself dry now..
As I stood facing away from her, she reached over me and pulled a small hand towel off the shelf and gave it to me.
Me: Thanks Anita.
As both my hands were busy wiping my wet cleavage she deftly unhooked my bra!
Anita: Here... I will help you, while you're at it, do it properly chithra.
The sly devil that she is.!! She picked up another towel and quickly inserted though the gap under the bra to access my left boob, while I still reeled in shock trying to comprehend what's happening.
Anil gets a glimpse of my melon in flesh through the curtain gap.
Anita: see? It's all wet. You're wet right down to your skin honey, besides mango juice makes u feel sticky. Isn't it? Why don't I take this off you and help you out with some hot water so you can wipe your chest off it while you are here inside? You will feel immensely better.
I nodded dumbfounded. In fact, she was right; I was feeling awful with the sticky feeling over my chest. So I instantly agreed to the plan.
Anita: Here, let me take that for you.
Letting me stand... to face away from her, giving me a false sense of modesty.. Her hands wasted no time in pulling my bra cups off my boobs in one jiffy! She inserted her thumb under the base and yanked it off swiftly and collected it off my wrists.
Anita was getting wet down there too, no panties as well. (Unable to control her excitement she remarked)
Anita: but of course mine are a lot smaller. I wanted to do that to you right from the moment I saw you dear.(the bra is in her hand now)
Me: What? What are you saying Anita? (I turned cupping my melons with my hands.)
Anita: Oh my ... you look lovely. Just how I imagined.
With that she suddenly tickled my navel and poked at my hips leading me to bring my hands down to defend and show her my melons.
Anil punched the air and hissed silently and hissed silently as he got a poor view of my naked huge melons juggling as she continued to tickle me for a few more seconds, 'yes! That's my girl, strip the homely bitch!' The moment she stopped my hands went back to cover my tits.
Anita: Just one more thing I wanted to check honey while I can. Are you clean here?
(with all my clothes tightly tucked on one hand...she held my left elbow and pulled my left hand covering my left boob free and lifted it in the mid air... fully.. with quite some force exposing my left arm pit )
Anita: oh . you are not shaved.(she laughed loudly.. ) This will be done to you by default at Vivek's honey.
me: hey ...shhh.. I hushed her... as she said it so loudly that Anil could have heard it easily.
Anita: and by the way your tities are so nice. (Releasing my hand and before I could cover back... she gave my left boob a quick squeeze) I shrieked and my face went pink red in shame.
Anil: what's happening there ladies? Why so long?
me: oh.. Nothing.. Almost done.
Anita now wickedly tickled my navel.
Me: No... Pleaassee don't.
I dropped my hands covering my exposed tits to stop her hands from tickling me more and exactly at that moment Anil opened the curtain, acting annoyed at the delay
to anita's delight and my never ending plight)
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