She looked and felt very naked, so she picked up a long coat that covered her down to her knees. She closed the coat and walked out to her car before she could lose the nerve to do it.
She parked the car in front of the tailor shop and sat there trying to get up her nerve. She could feel her thong completely soaked in her pussy juices. She lifted her skirt and took off the soggy thong, leaving it on the passenger seat. Taking some face tissues from the dashboard, she wiped her wet pussy as much as she could. She thought about leaving the coat also there in the car, but decided to keep it for now.
Nitu picked up the sequin cloth that she had bought, from the back seat and started walking carefully to the tailor shop. Her heels were making a click-clack noise on the road and she could feel cool evening breeze entering her skirt and tickling her bare pussy, despite the long coat.
She stepped into the shop and as usual bells rang but today even this sound made her heart beat faster with excitement as she knew this would bring Raj.
“Hello Ma’aam.” Raj smiled at her, looking pleased to see her back so soon. “I am afraid your suit it not ready yet.”
“Oh, you can call me Nitu”, she smiled her charming smile, her heart was pounding but her words were surprisingly coherent and in control, “No, I have come for another thing. I want you to stitch a dress for me, I have a party to go to this month.” She offered him the sequin cloth.
He took the cloth, felt it in his fingers and told her, “Sure, let me know what kinda dress you want and I’ll have it ready for you.”
“Yeah, I’ll tell you as you take the measurements.” Her heartbeat was increasing every minute.
“Oh, but I already have your measurements. From the suit, remember?”
Nitu’s heart almost stopped, he wasn’t going to measure her today?
“No, no” she tried, “I don’t want it to be the same style, I have some definite ideas about this dress.”
“Oh! In that case, I better measure you again.” The smile came back on Nitu’s face, with her heart beating really fast as he walked towards the inner room. She following him in and took off her coat, which she deposited on a narrow shelf running one side of the room, along with her purse and sunglasses. The cool air-conditioned air of the room hit her pussy under that super-short skirt and made her gasp.
But she was not the only one to gasp, “Wow!” Raj breathed as he saw her, dressed in the tiny two piece outfit.
She smiled. Now she felt better, she wanted to see this reaction from him. He composed himself quickly and said, “You look really nice, Nitu ji.” He motioned her to take her place.
“Oh just call me Nitu.” She gave him a flirty smile as she stood in the center of the room, spacing her heels shoulder width and putting her hands on her bare, slim, really fit waist.
“So where do you want to start?” She was so eager for the touch of his hands, she felt like she’d cum when he would touch her again.
He came to stand before her, close enough to be in her intimate zone, both bodies feeling the warmth from each other.
Nitu’s pussy tingled as he took her wrists and guided her to clasp them behind her neck, gently and politely, smiling all the time.
He placed his hands on the bare sides of her slim body and let her hands caress up and down her soft skin, around her slim, gorgeous body, not like a lover, but not exactly in the limits of a tailor.
Nitu opened her eyes when she heard him ask, “So what kind of a dress do you want?”
“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?”
“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.”
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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.
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.