u/SincereSeeker88

The title pretty much sums it up. While returning from a wedding function at a 5 star hotel, the pallu of my Saree got caught between the steps of an escalator.

My immediate feeling was that of panic, first for my own dear life, not wanting to be strangled, but secondly not wanting my beautiful Kanjivaram to tear.

Fortunately, my quick thinking worked and I twirled a couple of times to free myself of the stuck parts. And at the same time someone from the bottom pressed the emergency stop button.

That however didn't not stop 100 odd people getting to see me just in my blouse and petticoat. It took 15 odds minutes for a couple of mechanics to completely remove the saree and hand it to me till which I had no option but to stay the same way.

Once the fear of having escaped serious injury and possible death, and the embarasmet of making a fool of myself subsided, the unplanned exposure to a truck load of people of my midriff, navel, and more left me with mixed feelings!

Stick to the topic. Keep it interesting.

No I do NOT cheat. I do NOT do real meets. I am not here for R4Rs.

Only to realise that my hubby was awake too. What else to do but fuck again!

Nope, I don’t cheat. Keep it civil and hot.

My hubby and I have a fixed lingerie shopping schedule. Hit the store either just immediately after opening or minutes before closing time. It ensures maximum privacy and enough time without the trial stalls being filled.

This Thursday night , we visited our usual Hunkemöller store with around 25 minutes to closing. As expected, the store was deserted and we had all the privacy to openly talk about what would look good on me, what this piece would accentuate, how this bra would make my cleavage pop or sheer bralette would make my nipples see through or this crotchless panty be easy for a quickie.

Once we picked my first few sets to try on, I went it, quickly put them on, and shared pics to my hubby for him to validate. This was always a part of the routine.. he would check me out from all angles before we concluded on what to buy.

After I returned and we started picking my second set, the store assistant of Nepali origin walked over and asked me if she could help with anything. I politely requested to get me a bra or two of my size that weren’t on the racks. When she returned with the pieces, she spoke to me looking straight into my eye… “it’s just 10 minutes to closing time and no one will come now. I know what you’re doing and I can see him straightening his crotch multiple times. If you promise to be quiet, and quick, I’ll let him in to the trial room and take all the pics he wants..”

I couldn’t believe my ears on what I had heard. Did she just give us a free pass? ..

“Are you sure!?”, I asked, trying desperately to contain my enthusiasm.

“As sure as I am that both of us are wet now”, she said, biting her lower lip.

Needless to say, we made the most of the next ten minutes in the stall, me blowing his obvious erection, him eating me out and then a quickie in standing doggy and me kneeling against the mirror. As much as I wanted to be silent, his balls slapping my thighs and him milking my boobs made me hiss, moan and with a loud grunt he thrusted one final time, emptying himself inside my hot loins.

We straightened up and got ready to leave and I noticed that the lady was flushed. Red in her face and neck, hair slightly disheveled. As we paid and were about to leave, I noticed a crumpled little used panty hidden underneath the billing counter. I smiled at her, while raising my eyebrows in question… “ You guys were so hot af, that you made soak myself and my kitty”… she replied demurely. “did you…?”, I asked and she replied…” yes of course!”

The entire experience was so intensely titillating that hubby and I of had 4 more rounds once we got home. What a crazy evening!

Choose and mention why!

Cleavage
Nip Slip
Butt Cheek
Butt Crack
Navel
Crotch /Panty
Pantyless Crotch

Other (mention in comments)

I have always been conscious of my body. Right from the middle school days when my chest was much bigger than the other girls and the boys would sneakily make comments. Having bigger than normal breasts is a characteristic of mine that I’ve even dismissed as inconsequential, for they get attention whenever I step out, even when I dress as modestly as I could.

It was my hubby, whom I married after dating for more than a decade, who made me accept myself totally. He inspired me to embrace and dress to entice. His mantra, if you got it, flaunt it. Navel and waist in a saree, ass and thighs in leggings, and tits in almost everything given my size.

This morning, during our daily post workout sex ritual, he inadvertently called me a COW! And I was naturally offended for I thought he was calling me fat! But he said it was actually a reference to my “massive milk udders” he said. Nonetheless, I was so horny that I fucked him mad.

But since then, I’ve been wondering…. Do men see women as cows who can be bred and milked? Especially ones with bodacious breasts?

I have always been conscious of my body. Right from the middle school days when my chest was much bigger than the other girls and the boys would sneakily make comments. Having bigger than normal breasts is a characteristic of mine that I’ve even dismissed as inconsequential, for they get attention whenever I step out, even when I dress as modestly as I could.

It was my hubby, whom I married after dating for more than a decade, who made me accept myself totally. He inspired me to embrace and dress to entice. His mantra, if you got it, flaunt it. Navel and waist in a saree, ass and thighs in leggings, and tits in almost everything given my size.

This morning, during our daily post workout sex ritual, he inadvertently called me a COW! And I was naturally offended for I thought he was calling me fat! But he said it was actually a reference to my “massive milk udders” he said. Nonetheless, I was so horny that I fucked him mad.

But since then, I’ve been wondering…. Do men see women as cows who can be bred and milked? Especially ones with bodacious breasts?

I had worn a slight more revealing attire to my gym today, and I noticed that the lady opposite me was totally checking my curves out. But little did i expect that she would walk over and compliment on how awesome my tits, and bum looked in gym wear! I melted into a puddle and it just made my day!