Kajal-Another Sexy Wife in Town by "Jaipurpink007" - 3

The Guy in his 40s name Hemu came for the measurement. He had blue eyes and was completely bald looks like a villain of old hindi films. He greeted Kajal obviously knowing that she was in charge there and after taking permission he took measurement of all gents including the peon Deepak. All male employees immediately left the parlour. Then he started with Usha the voluptuous hairdresser. He took the measurement of the top first Kajal was standing very close to them
"Madam Ushaji seems fond of showing her cleavage. Main inka top issi style ka hoga." Kajal blushed but Usha's expression were that of pride. He circles the measuring tape around her and pressed just over her boobs almost pressing her nipples.
"Itna tight chalega?"
"mmph thoda dheela." very first time Usha felt the heat. He told her to lift her arm for measuring the length from armpit to her waist. He put his thumb over her armpit in such a way that she started laughing.
"Are gudgudi hoti hai." Every one in the room smiled. He then took measurement of her skirt first her waist, then her ass. He kept mumbling numbers and noting down in his book and kept the length of the skirt very short.
"Thoda neeche." Usha said
"No baby isme choice nahi hai, Hari bhai bola ladkiya sexy deekhni chahiye.

And that went on for all the four girls and after completing Hemu asked Kajal
"ab aapki baari madam." Kajal nodded then suddenly Hari uncle entered.
"Are abhi tak tumhara hua nahi."
"Nahi bas madam ka baki hai."
"Acha girls tumhara ho gaya."
"yes sir" They all said
"Theek hai tum iss sapna ke size ke do extra banana meri maid ke liye wo bhi kutch din baad yahi kaam karegi."
"Ok Sir."
"Ok girls tum log niklo, Kajal beti ko main ghar drop kar doonga." All the girls wished them good bye and went.
"Ok madam aayiye." Hemu brought her closer and circle the tape and pressed over her boobs . She was as usual wearing a cotton Tshirt. She could feel his knuckles pressing over her boobs and nipples. Hari uncle sitting on the nearby sofa was intently watching them. Hemu increased the pressure and tighten the tape.
"Basssss." Kajal ki siskari nikal gayi.
"Ok lift your arm and again he used his thumb to tickle her. When he measured her waist for skirt he kept himself so close to her that it looked like he was hugging her. Kajal could feel his breath over her neck and felt ashamed due to the presence of Hari uncle. He lowered the tape from her waist to her ass rubbing all through her jeans in such a way that Kajal felt sensation all over her body. These stranger male touches these days were making her excited every time. The length of skirt he measured was again very short. Kajal quick to object.
"Are thoda neeche."
"Are nahi madam aapko bhi isme koi choice nahi hai."
"Parr ye un girls se bhi unchi hai."
"Yes madam yahi order hai. Madam aap special hai. You should look the sexiest here." He whispered in her ear almost touching his lips there. Hari uncle got up and came closer.
"Kya hua beti."
"Uncle wo I mean ye bahut short measure kar rahe hai."
"Are beti short to tumne dekhi hi nahi hai, Ha! Ha! Ha!. Tumahre liye ye perfect hai, aur beti main tumhare modeling future ko bhi dhyan mein rakh kar soch raha hoon isliye you just don't worry and enjoy. Tumhe phir kab chance milega aisi dresses wear karne ka bolo?"
"Haan parr….."
"Oh Kajal beti No parr varr, its an order." He smiled and surrounded his arm around her and to her shock gave a light peck over her cheek. Though she was shocked a bit but still managed to smile looking at Hemu. Hemu smiled back.
"Beti Hemu yahi hai tum chaho to tumhare liye koi aur dress bhi measure karwa lein."
"Nahi uncle phir kabhi, we are getting late now."
"Oh ok!!" So it was decided that she would wear the shortest skirt in the parlour.

Soon both were in Hari uncle's driving towards her home. Kajal was sitting beside Hari uncle on front seat.
"Really Kajal ek baar mera parlour set ho jaye, I will see that you get a good break as a model I know many person this field I can even get you roles in TV commercials and serials too."
"Are Uncle aap bhi, kya aap bhool gaye main aapki bahu hoon, a married woman."
" Arre married hone se talent khatam nahi ho jaata, beauty mar nahi jaati Kajal bête."
"Tum to bahut hi khubsoorat ho, Ajay bahut lucky hai ye maine use pehle din hi bol diya tha." Kajal felt very embarrassed hearing that. Hari uncle knew his talks were having the desired effect on Kajal and but also knew that due to his relationship with her , he had to be very patient with her and hence he again dropped her in front of her building and went away.

"Ajju you know parso se parlour mein dress code shuru ho jayega."
"Achcha abhi tak nahi tha kya?"
"Stupid hota to batati na."
"achcha kaise dress hai."
"Skirt Top hai mujhe bhi wear karna padega."
"Tumhe bhi? really !!, yaar maine tumhe bahut dino se skirt mein nahi dekha. Please pehen ke dikhao yaar."
"Are abhi stitch nahi hua hai. Aur wo main ghar nahi laongi wahi par pehnoongi."
"Achcha to ab tumhara customer ban kar aana parega."
"Haan wo to hai and you know wahan four infact five girls aur hai."
"yea maine dekha tha, specially wo christian girl Ruby kaafi cute hai."
"Comeon Ajay she is barely 20 tum se 10 saal choti."
"Kya farak padta hai yaar wo MLA tumse 20 saal bada hoga dekha kaisa lattu ho raha tha tume par."
"Haan tum sab mard hote hi aise ho."
"Are tum sexy ho hi itni ki vishwamitra bhi tapasya bhang kar de."
"Achca to mera ye Vishwamitra kaun si tapasya kar rah hai jise main nahi tod pa rahi hoon.?"
"Is Vishwamitra ki tapasya abhi baaki hai." Kajal make a disappointing face that even that talk could not bring Ajay on line.

Next day in the evening Hemu came up with uniforms. Every one at the parlour was gone just Kajal and Deepak the peon were there. Hemu asked
"Hey everyone gone, I thought they all give me trials right now so that I can alter it tomorrow morning."
"You should have informed me earlier I would have stopped them for a while."
"Yea my Mistake My Mistake, Chalo tum dono to check kar lo. He said in such a way that Kajal felt that she and Deepak are in same league. He gave clothes to both of them. Deepak took them and started for the washroom to change but Hemu stopped him
"Are kaha jaa rah hai yaar tu koi ladki hai, jaldi kar yahin change kar le." Deepak bit ashamed due to Kajal's presence looked at her. Kajal also shocked a bit said
"Arr main andar ja kar change karti hoon."
"Are ruko madam pehle isko free kar dete hain. Arre kar change." He almost shouted at Deepak.Deepak quickly removed his T shirt he was not wearing any cloth underneath but wearing a very thick cushion of jet black hair, those hair in contrast of his fair body were looking great. Even Kajal appreciated his rugged nice body. Hemu commented
"Wah reh mast body hai teri to, Gym jaata hai kya."
"Kya saab ghar ke kaamo se hi ban jaati hai aisi body." It was evident that Deepak was not ignorant of his wonderful body. He was about to wear his top Kurta or sherwani or whatever but Hemu stopped him again
"Arre phele pant pehen mujhe measure karne mein asani hogi.
"Tum logo ka ho jaye to mujhe bula lena." Kajal said
"Come-on madam please stay here as a witness warna aapka ye peon mujh par molestation ka charge laga dega." That brought a smile on Kajal's face. Though Deepak couldn't understand that. He slowly lowered his pant and now his hairy but fair body comes into full glory clad in slimmest frenchy he could fit in. That's why he didn't want to do that in front of Kajal. Kajal also blushed a bit seeing that show of his. But this time she acted bravely and stand there as if it did not affecting her. But in reality she was just mesmerized to his wonderful body. She could not have imagine that a lowly class peon can have such a wonderful body. His frenchy was such that showing outline of his glorious but limp dick very clearly. If looking closely one could see his jhaant ke baal from below. When he saw his beautiful and sexy incharge is also looking at him dreamily, his dick began to react and became so tight in his frenchy that it began it hurt him. Kajal could also see that change in the size. It looked like a snake caged in his fenchy. Then he slowly wore the uniform pants. It was perfect fit, Hemu was satisfied and said
"Perfect, haina madam." He didn't ask Deepak.
"Yes it is." Kajal said promptly then he wore that Kurta and it was also perfect fit. Deepak also felt happy looking into the mirror.
" Okay you may change now it keep these clothes in your locker." Hari nodded and quickly changed his clothes right there and Kajal again got the chance to feast at his hairy body.
"You can go now ab main Madam ka trial kar leta hoon." Hemu told Deepak. That disappointed him, though he knew that Kajal would wear the uniform from tomorrow onwards but still he did not want to miss the chance to see her in that dress for the very first time. He quickly said
"Par sir mujhe hee office madam ke jaane ke baad band karna hota hai. Kyon Madam."
"Haan tum ruko." Kajal also didn't want to be alone with Hemu here, with Deepak around she felt a bit comfortable.
"Ok Ok Lijiye madam change kar lijiye aap."
"Ok main change kar ke aati hoon."
"Ok" Hemu didn't object this time. Kajal went to the washroom and started changing her dress. She remembered that it was the same room where she saw Ashfaq and Robert doing oral sex.
'What if someone watching me here." Then she smiled that the control of this room is on her own computer. Being a body conscious lady she had always kept her whole body smooth clean, her skin always glowing and no one could find a tinge of hair anywhere on her body not over her pussy or even her asshole she give ample time on Sunday on her body. When she saw herself wearing that top and skirt she whistled at herself. She looked like an airhostess of some foreign aircraft. Her skirt is barely reaching her midthigh it has zip right behind, making her difficult to zip up. The top is so tight on her body showing each and every curve very prominently. Buttons are placed in such a way that even she had left only one button opened still she was showing nice cleavage. She usually modest on that part and usually wear shirts and T-shirts those didn't show her cleavage at all but now so much of show making her look like sexy kitten.
"God what Ajay will say if he see me like that." Though visibly she was happy to see herself in such a sexy dress. There was a knock on the door
"Coming yaar." She said confidently. And came out
"Phew" Whistles Hemu like a cheap lukha of the street and irony is that Kajal smiled on that.
"Wow Kajal I mean madam you are looking so sexy its great." Kajal in past few days has changed and boldened so much that she didn't mind a stranger whistling at her or even calling her sexy.

"Thanks ." She said. Looking towards Deepak who very innocently just showed her a thumbs up sign. She loved that and smiled back at him nodding her acknowledgement.

"I think this second button should be a bit higher." Kajal aisa bol kar phas gayi as Hemu just wanted that
"Oh let me see." He came very close to her and started setting her top holding its collar with both his hands then he inserted his fingers in both the sleeves (half) and straighten them but in the process his fingers touched the smooth arms of Kajal making his dick grow. Deepak has already adjusted his cock several times in his pants. Kajal was feeling very embarrassed due to such closeness with him. He then hold the top from below inserting his fingers and straightened again and now touched her creamy smooth midriff making her shiver. He looked at her cleavage then which is now showing more than earlier. Glimpse of her creamy globes with cute valley in between making Hemy mad
"Saala Deepak nahi hota to aaj chance le hi leta." Then he looked directly in her eyes. Kajal knew what he could see through her top she quickly lower her eyes. Hemu bravely kept both his hand on her shoulders and said
"Look Madam ye mera roz ka kaam hai and I am sure you have got just right body like Deepak and you have got just right fittings like him. Jin logo ki body perfect hoti hai unki fittings perfect aati hai."
Kajal got a bit relaxed and didn't mind him holding her.
"Haan parr ye… wo.. I mean."
"Madam iss cleavage ki chinta mat karo gajab dha rahi ho just carry karo isko don't be cautious ki log ise dekh rahe hai just be bold ek do dino mein tum used to ho jaogi dekhna you will make me your personal dress designer." Saying that he reached for here skirt and again inserting his fingers from below he straightened it and this time he took more time there making good connection of his knuckles with her soft and silky thighs. He also pressed her hand over her ass in pretext of adjusting the cloth of the skirt and felt good part of her plump round ass. Deepak just wanted to do that job, his dick is really aching now watching that. Suddenly Hemu said
"Oh its zip is faulty."
"What?" Kajal shocked and tried to look behind but she could not see."
"par maine to zip band kee thi."
"yea zip upar tak close ho chuki hai par beech mein se nikal gayi hai look." Saying this he quickly inserted his fingers through the slit and held the elastic of her panties and snapped. Kajal was
Dumbfounded. It happened so quickly that she didn't know how and what she should react. Hemu kept telling
" it's a common fault with zips don't worry you change it I will just put it right in a minute. But really you also get a perfect dress congratulation."
"Thanks." Kajal managed to smile. With that misery of everyone in the room ends without anything spectacular happening.


to be continued