"A minidress, short and tight." She spoke in a well-controlled,
businesslike yet polite tone. She was feeling more confident now.
Last time he had taken her by surprise, yes, that was it, she was
not expecting it, that's why he had succeeded in taking charge,
arousing her like a school girl.
He caressed her flat belly and her soft, bare waist, "tight around
here?"
"Yes."
"Here too?" he placed a gentle hand casually on her breast, his
thumb resting lightly on her soft bare flesh where the top left is
exposed.
"Yesss!" She was feeling a burning fire coming up inside her loins,
spreading heat throughout her body.
"How about here?" standing in front of her, very close to her soft,
warm body he had placed both his big, manly hands on her firm, tight
ass cheeks. She could feel the heat emanating from his big palms
through the thin silky skirt and her pussy was now fully soaked in
her juices. She could smell the smell of arousal coming from her
pussy above her deo.
He turned to the shelf to pick up the measuring tape asking, "So
what is this dress for?"
"My husband's new hotel's opening night. Last Friday of this month."
"Nice."
He came behind her, with the tape and she could feel his hands
moving on her fully bare back side. His hands seem more confident
today, more intimate, like he knew what she wanted. Knowing he knew
she came with slutty intentions today turned her on even more.
He stood really close to her as he wrapped the cold tape around her
narrow, shapely neck, "What kind of neck style?" was his expected
question.
"Halter"
He unwrapped the tape from her neck, but his hands continued to roam
on her soft, bare back, "how deep back?"
"Backless." She replied.
He rubbed his manly, rough hands down her bare back, on her
waist, "bare all the way to here?" he asked stopping his hands where
her skirt started.
A drop of colorless, sticky liquid detached itself from Nitu's pussy
slit and dropped to the carpet. She could feel it drip, but she was
helpless, she couldn't do anything. Every touch from his masculine
hands was making her hotter and hotter. At this point she didn't
even care if he saw it, she just wanted more and more. A LOT more!
Raj saw the drop of pussy juice between Nitu's legs but didn't react
other than smiling to himself.
Raj moved to stand in front of Nitu and put his hands on her flat
tummy, caressing up and also around her slim waist "How tight do you
want it on this part?" his hands move up to just under her tits.
"Very. Very tight." Nitu's throat was drying fast, her voice
becoming husky with desire.
"Skin tight?" he asked, his face very close to hers, she could feel
his hot breath on her chest and neck as his hands caressed her
midriff, in the front and back.
"Yes, that'll be fine." She replied.
"And here?" He boldly put his hands on her soft tits, squeezing them
a little in his big, strong hands, "Do you want it to squeeze like
this?"
"Mmmmmm!" Nitu only moaned in response and several more drops of her
pussy juice dripped on the carpet.
"...or lift them and squeeze them together?" Raj's hands showed her
what he meant, grabbing her firm, hardening tits and pushing them
together.
"Aaannnhhh!" she moaned louder, lifting her head upwards with her
eyes closed, "Yes, please!"
"How tight squeeze?" Raj kept his hands on her gorgeous 36C
tits, "this much? This much? Or this much?" He increased his
pressure on her tits, his strong hands kneading her soft mounds in
his fingers, pinching her hardening nipples in his finger and thumb.
"Ummmm....", her mind was swimming, "Do that again!"
He massaged and then squeezed her gorgeous tits again, making the
nipples even harder as his thumbs pinched them firmly. Nitu's pussy
dripped some more between her legs. A few drops of her pussy were
trickling down here thigh. Her whole body felt like it was being
cooked on a slow fire.
She somehow said, "Yessss!" to one of the squeeze settings as Raj
was kneading her tits.
He then moved behind her, saying, "How short do you want it to be?"
He caressed her firm ass, giving her several options for a short
dress. She sighed and moaned at his touch, choosing a length for her
minidress.
"Are you sure?", Raj asked, "that is one inch too short to cover
your ass fully. Are you planning to wear panties under it?"
"No." Right now she was planning to be a slut, in every manner.
"Then bend over and put your hands on your knees, let me check the
exposure." Hearing him talk like that made her heart jump, her pussy
flowing freely now. She obeyed him instantly, putting her hands on
her knees, looking behind her, her silky, soft hair falling down one
side of her face.
"Yes, you are exposed from here!", Nitu already knew that but his
words made her all the more conscious of her dress and pose.
Realizing how he was looking at her bare pussy filled with the juice
of desire, made her already soaked pussy tingle, itching for some
attention.
But Raj didn't even touch her pussy. Instead he said, "Stand back
up."
She obeyed.
"Now go to that wall, bend over with your hands on that shelf." Raj
instructed, but didn't explain why this time.
businesslike yet polite tone. She was feeling more confident now.
Last time he had taken her by surprise, yes, that was it, she was
not expecting it, that's why he had succeeded in taking charge,
arousing her like a school girl.
He caressed her flat belly and her soft, bare waist, "tight around
here?"
"Yes."
"Here too?" he placed a gentle hand casually on her breast, his
thumb resting lightly on her soft bare flesh where the top left is
exposed.
"Yesss!" She was feeling a burning fire coming up inside her loins,
spreading heat throughout her body.
"How about here?" standing in front of her, very close to her soft,
warm body he had placed both his big, manly hands on her firm, tight
ass cheeks. She could feel the heat emanating from his big palms
through the thin silky skirt and her pussy was now fully soaked in
her juices. She could smell the smell of arousal coming from her
pussy above her deo.
He turned to the shelf to pick up the measuring tape asking, "So
what is this dress for?"
"My husband's new hotel's opening night. Last Friday of this month."
"Nice."
He came behind her, with the tape and she could feel his hands
moving on her fully bare back side. His hands seem more confident
today, more intimate, like he knew what she wanted. Knowing he knew
she came with slutty intentions today turned her on even more.
He stood really close to her as he wrapped the cold tape around her
narrow, shapely neck, "What kind of neck style?" was his expected
question.
"Halter"
He unwrapped the tape from her neck, but his hands continued to roam
on her soft, bare back, "how deep back?"
"Backless." She replied.
He rubbed his manly, rough hands down her bare back, on her
waist, "bare all the way to here?" he asked stopping his hands where
her skirt started.
A drop of colorless, sticky liquid detached itself from Nitu's pussy
slit and dropped to the carpet. She could feel it drip, but she was
helpless, she couldn't do anything. Every touch from his masculine
hands was making her hotter and hotter. At this point she didn't
even care if he saw it, she just wanted more and more. A LOT more!
Raj saw the drop of pussy juice between Nitu's legs but didn't react
other than smiling to himself.
Raj moved to stand in front of Nitu and put his hands on her flat
tummy, caressing up and also around her slim waist "How tight do you
want it on this part?" his hands move up to just under her tits.
"Very. Very tight." Nitu's throat was drying fast, her voice
becoming husky with desire.
"Skin tight?" he asked, his face very close to hers, she could feel
his hot breath on her chest and neck as his hands caressed her
midriff, in the front and back.
"Yes, that'll be fine." She replied.
"And here?" He boldly put his hands on her soft tits, squeezing them
a little in his big, strong hands, "Do you want it to squeeze like
this?"
"Mmmmmm!" Nitu only moaned in response and several more drops of her
pussy juice dripped on the carpet.
"...or lift them and squeeze them together?" Raj's hands showed her
what he meant, grabbing her firm, hardening tits and pushing them
together.
"Aaannnhhh!" she moaned louder, lifting her head upwards with her
eyes closed, "Yes, please!"
"How tight squeeze?" Raj kept his hands on her gorgeous 36C
tits, "this much? This much? Or this much?" He increased his
pressure on her tits, his strong hands kneading her soft mounds in
his fingers, pinching her hardening nipples in his finger and thumb.
"Ummmm....", her mind was swimming, "Do that again!"
He massaged and then squeezed her gorgeous tits again, making the
nipples even harder as his thumbs pinched them firmly. Nitu's pussy
dripped some more between her legs. A few drops of her pussy were
trickling down here thigh. Her whole body felt like it was being
cooked on a slow fire.
She somehow said, "Yessss!" to one of the squeeze settings as Raj
was kneading her tits.
He then moved behind her, saying, "How short do you want it to be?"
He caressed her firm ass, giving her several options for a short
dress. She sighed and moaned at his touch, choosing a length for her
minidress.
"Are you sure?", Raj asked, "that is one inch too short to cover
your ass fully. Are you planning to wear panties under it?"
"No." Right now she was planning to be a slut, in every manner.
"Then bend over and put your hands on your knees, let me check the
exposure." Hearing him talk like that made her heart jump, her pussy
flowing freely now. She obeyed him instantly, putting her hands on
her knees, looking behind her, her silky, soft hair falling down one
side of her face.
"Yes, you are exposed from here!", Nitu already knew that but his
words made her all the more conscious of her dress and pose.
Realizing how he was looking at her bare pussy filled with the juice
of desire, made her already soaked pussy tingle, itching for some
attention.
But Raj didn't even touch her pussy. Instead he said, "Stand back
up."
She obeyed.
"Now go to that wall, bend over with your hands on that shelf." Raj
instructed, but didn't explain why this time.
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