Nobody knew better than Manish what a nasty bitch Poorva was, but he also knew very well that she was very conservative as long as sex is concerned and he could bet that she had never willingly (or unwillingly) shown her skin to anyone except him. Now she was stripping in front of at least one man (Khan) and probably soon picture of every inch of her petite body will be displayed to hundreds of perverts. The very thought was so exiting, Manish felt his cock has grown to a size he never believed it is capable of.
After Poorva opened 3rd button, it was open enough to see the wonderful cleavage and the pretty lace trim of her bra. As her hands moved downward opening more and more buttons, the shirt opened gradually, revealing the tops of her breasts cupped in a white cotton bra. At last, the two sides of her shirt separated.
Poorva let the shirt slip down and off her arms. She tossed it onto a nearby chair.
Click .. click ...click. Manish looked around. With all these exiting drama going on, he had forgotten presence of Khan in room. Khan was intently taking photos with a large zoom camera capturing every bit of action going on in other side of glass. If Manish had slightest confusion in his mind on whether to go ahead with the plan or not - died with this. There is no going back. His wife’s nudity is already recorded in celluloid!
She again hesitated a bit and looked around ...as if to confirm that nobody is looking at her. Then she dropped her hands to the waist of her jeans.
She found the button at the middle and opened it. With a rocking motion of her hips, she slowly worked the jeans over her ass and let it fall to the floor, then stepped out of it daintily. Rubina was quick to fold it and keep it on the chair.
For few seconds, Poorva was standing there clad in only bra and panty before she folded her hands instinctively around her breasts to cover it. She looked at Rubina "ok ... so now what?"
"Madam need to take off the bra too" Rubina said in a business-like tone
"Bra? w..why?" Poorva asked defensively.
"Madam you are wearing white bra. The bridal dress is red madam ... white bra doesn't go well with red blouse ... it needs to be something dark .. red or at least black. Madam, I am sure, knows it..."
"Well ... you are right I guess .." Poorva admitted reluctantly. She reached behind her back to get at bra-hooks and in that process, her huge tit stuck out even further. She took one strap down after the other but still held the bra in place with her arms. Than almost reluctantly, ever so slowly she let the cups slip away from her tits.
Boy, was that a scene! Her soft fair skin glowed in overhead neon light. Her tita were big but firm ... standing out like twin hills out of a flat tammy. Probably because of the running AC ... or maybe just due to embarrassment of striping before an almost stranger (so what if it was a woman) her nipples was erect like a small baby penis. Though Manish has seen her nude many times, he couldn't but appreciate her beauty and he could imagine what affect it will have on other men. Somehow, he felt little proud to be the husband of such magnificent item.
He looked at Khan who was still taking pictures as before but he couldn't but help noticing a big bulge in his pants this time. That bastard is sure enjoying the body of his unsuspecting wife!
"Here madam, this is your bra and blouse for shooting" Rubina handed over a set of clothes to Poorva.
The bra was deep red, as was the blouse. Poorva faced towards mirror, and tried to put up the bra.
"This bra is too tight!" Poorva spoke with irritation in her voice "What size did you bring?"
"Why, 34B madam.... " Rubina said innocently.
"34B???? " Poorva almost shouted "Are you stupid or crazy? 34B breast is what schoolgirls have! Do I look like I have a 34B breast???"
"But ... madam ... that’s what I thought .... I mean Parvez sir gave me a slip you wrote about your dress sizes... it was 34B ..."
"No!!! I wrote 34C you fool!" Poorba was visibly angry now and totally in her bitchy mood, one that Manish is so familiar with "I can't believe Parvez bhai kept such an incompetent girl for such important thing! Fuck!!"
Rubina apparently seemed crestfallen, but knowing her, Manish had hard time to believe she will make such a silly mistake. Somehow, he felt it was a clever ploy by this cunning woman ... though he could not see what that could be.
"Madam... please, will you let me try once ..." Rubina pleaded.
"No use trying. I already tried. It won’t fit." Poorva snapped angrily, but didn't stop her when Rubina took charge of the bra.
The bra was indeed smaller size. Manish could see Rubina trying to pull the bra hooks together, but they were at least 1" short.
"Auchh!" Poorva quipped as Rubina pulled the straps with force "What the hell you are trying to do? Can’t you see it just won’t fit!! Stop this and go get a new pair that fits!"
"But these are no good garment shop close by madam." Rubina made a sad face "It will take 2-3 hours if I go to buy ... and even then, finding right material is not easy. Sorry madam, perhaps we should cancel the shoot today and madam can come tomorrow?"
"No I can't come tomorrow. I already told Parvez bhai ... it's not easy for me to come like this. All because of your stupidity... I have wasted my time for nothing ... "Purba sounded both angry n frustrated. She kept on cursing Rubina.
Rubina heard patiently. When Poorva stopped, she said softly "Madam I understand ... I am very sorry. Will you give me another chance to put up the dress? It will be little hard for you ... but somehow, if we can fit it ... we can finish shooting in an hour or so. Please madam ...."
"Ok, go ahead" Poorva threw her hands in desperation.
Again Rubina tried, this time with a little more force. Manish could see Poorva winced at pain as Rubina pulled the straps harder, but she didn't make any noise. She seemed little desperate to finish the shooting today itself.
After some struggle, Rubina succeeded at last. "Here you go madam!" She declared victoriously.
Poorba had natural firm boobs which was slightly bigger than 34c anyway. What happens when you squeeze them in a 34B bra? No point for guessing! Her tits seems to be literally jutting out of that bra. To add to her woes, the bra was only half-cup and it literally hanged on her nipples. Most of her tits were exposed on top and boobs were pressed tight together... creating a deep cleavage and giving impression of larger than real boobs. Manish could see even the upper portion of her light brown areolas and he was sure the bra will slip off easily if Poorva doesn't remain very very careful all the time.
Poorva herself seemed quite embarrassed. Her hands instinctively reached up and covered her boobs. "Oh my God! This is too short Rubina! How can I..."
"Don’t worry madam" Rubina assured her "You will wear blouse n sari on it. Beside most of exposed part will be covered with jewellery anyway! Now please put up the blouse ..."
The blouse was red, semi-transparent and needless to say, shorter than required size. Being very deep cut, it did precisely nothing to hide her already exposed assets.
After Poorva opened 3rd button, it was open enough to see the wonderful cleavage and the pretty lace trim of her bra. As her hands moved downward opening more and more buttons, the shirt opened gradually, revealing the tops of her breasts cupped in a white cotton bra. At last, the two sides of her shirt separated.
Poorva let the shirt slip down and off her arms. She tossed it onto a nearby chair.
Click .. click ...click. Manish looked around. With all these exiting drama going on, he had forgotten presence of Khan in room. Khan was intently taking photos with a large zoom camera capturing every bit of action going on in other side of glass. If Manish had slightest confusion in his mind on whether to go ahead with the plan or not - died with this. There is no going back. His wife’s nudity is already recorded in celluloid!
She again hesitated a bit and looked around ...as if to confirm that nobody is looking at her. Then she dropped her hands to the waist of her jeans.
She found the button at the middle and opened it. With a rocking motion of her hips, she slowly worked the jeans over her ass and let it fall to the floor, then stepped out of it daintily. Rubina was quick to fold it and keep it on the chair.
For few seconds, Poorva was standing there clad in only bra and panty before she folded her hands instinctively around her breasts to cover it. She looked at Rubina "ok ... so now what?"
"Madam need to take off the bra too" Rubina said in a business-like tone
"Bra? w..why?" Poorva asked defensively.
"Madam you are wearing white bra. The bridal dress is red madam ... white bra doesn't go well with red blouse ... it needs to be something dark .. red or at least black. Madam, I am sure, knows it..."
"Well ... you are right I guess .." Poorva admitted reluctantly. She reached behind her back to get at bra-hooks and in that process, her huge tit stuck out even further. She took one strap down after the other but still held the bra in place with her arms. Than almost reluctantly, ever so slowly she let the cups slip away from her tits.
Boy, was that a scene! Her soft fair skin glowed in overhead neon light. Her tita were big but firm ... standing out like twin hills out of a flat tammy. Probably because of the running AC ... or maybe just due to embarrassment of striping before an almost stranger (so what if it was a woman) her nipples was erect like a small baby penis. Though Manish has seen her nude many times, he couldn't but appreciate her beauty and he could imagine what affect it will have on other men. Somehow, he felt little proud to be the husband of such magnificent item.
He looked at Khan who was still taking pictures as before but he couldn't but help noticing a big bulge in his pants this time. That bastard is sure enjoying the body of his unsuspecting wife!
"Here madam, this is your bra and blouse for shooting" Rubina handed over a set of clothes to Poorva.
The bra was deep red, as was the blouse. Poorva faced towards mirror, and tried to put up the bra.
"This bra is too tight!" Poorva spoke with irritation in her voice "What size did you bring?"
"Why, 34B madam.... " Rubina said innocently.
"34B???? " Poorva almost shouted "Are you stupid or crazy? 34B breast is what schoolgirls have! Do I look like I have a 34B breast???"
"But ... madam ... that’s what I thought .... I mean Parvez sir gave me a slip you wrote about your dress sizes... it was 34B ..."
"No!!! I wrote 34C you fool!" Poorba was visibly angry now and totally in her bitchy mood, one that Manish is so familiar with "I can't believe Parvez bhai kept such an incompetent girl for such important thing! Fuck!!"
Rubina apparently seemed crestfallen, but knowing her, Manish had hard time to believe she will make such a silly mistake. Somehow, he felt it was a clever ploy by this cunning woman ... though he could not see what that could be.
"Madam... please, will you let me try once ..." Rubina pleaded.
"No use trying. I already tried. It won’t fit." Poorva snapped angrily, but didn't stop her when Rubina took charge of the bra.
The bra was indeed smaller size. Manish could see Rubina trying to pull the bra hooks together, but they were at least 1" short.
"Auchh!" Poorva quipped as Rubina pulled the straps with force "What the hell you are trying to do? Can’t you see it just won’t fit!! Stop this and go get a new pair that fits!"
"But these are no good garment shop close by madam." Rubina made a sad face "It will take 2-3 hours if I go to buy ... and even then, finding right material is not easy. Sorry madam, perhaps we should cancel the shoot today and madam can come tomorrow?"
"No I can't come tomorrow. I already told Parvez bhai ... it's not easy for me to come like this. All because of your stupidity... I have wasted my time for nothing ... "Purba sounded both angry n frustrated. She kept on cursing Rubina.
Rubina heard patiently. When Poorva stopped, she said softly "Madam I understand ... I am very sorry. Will you give me another chance to put up the dress? It will be little hard for you ... but somehow, if we can fit it ... we can finish shooting in an hour or so. Please madam ...."
"Ok, go ahead" Poorva threw her hands in desperation.
Again Rubina tried, this time with a little more force. Manish could see Poorva winced at pain as Rubina pulled the straps harder, but she didn't make any noise. She seemed little desperate to finish the shooting today itself.
After some struggle, Rubina succeeded at last. "Here you go madam!" She declared victoriously.
Poorba had natural firm boobs which was slightly bigger than 34c anyway. What happens when you squeeze them in a 34B bra? No point for guessing! Her tits seems to be literally jutting out of that bra. To add to her woes, the bra was only half-cup and it literally hanged on her nipples. Most of her tits were exposed on top and boobs were pressed tight together... creating a deep cleavage and giving impression of larger than real boobs. Manish could see even the upper portion of her light brown areolas and he was sure the bra will slip off easily if Poorva doesn't remain very very careful all the time.
Poorva herself seemed quite embarrassed. Her hands instinctively reached up and covered her boobs. "Oh my God! This is too short Rubina! How can I..."
"Don’t worry madam" Rubina assured her "You will wear blouse n sari on it. Beside most of exposed part will be covered with jewellery anyway! Now please put up the blouse ..."
The blouse was red, semi-transparent and needless to say, shorter than required size. Being very deep cut, it did precisely nothing to hide her already exposed assets.