02 Tailor Measured How deep it goes

02 Tailor Measured How deep it goes….

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There I am standing absolutely topless in front of a stranger with my neighbour or friend in the same room, with my itchy nipples and cunt which is already drenched my panties and the cunt juice is dripping on my legs.

He started to take measurements, but I think he is taking more time than required, he was taking the measurements and reconfirming again and again, like he will increase then decrease the size to show the tight or loose and kept doing for 4 5 times till he is satisfied with the touches, I was feeling blushing and could feel the blood rushing to my nipples and cunt more than usual. He was rubbing my nipples more than many times, with his finger and tape and I let out a small gasp when it went beyond and moaned when he lifted my boobs asking whether I wanted a push up model and he showed some design too while holding my boobs high.

We were talking about the new design other than the one I showed him, somewhere very sexy, they will definitely show my boobs more, and guys will definitely go crazy if I wear them. I soon forgot that I was standing semi nude in front of him, and not even worried about covering my boobs when we were discussing blouse design with him. Occasionally he will touch my cleavage and back tracing the imaginary line showing how low the jacket line will be, taking confirmation again and again and even convinced me to go lower.

“No, that will be very low…” I protested, not that his fingers were in my cleavage, but for the idea of stitching the jacket that low, the cloth will go just above my areolas which means if I bend a bit then anyone can see my nipples easily.

“It will reveal most of my boobs” saying that I lifted mine and showed him.

“Yours looks absolutely beautiful, yes it will reveal more but guys will love it.” saying he was holding my boobs from its underside and started to rub the nipples with his thumb, it sent an electric sensation throughout my body. My body started to shiver, I was on the verge of pulling his head and kissing his lips and desperately wanted him to suck my nipples, I moved forward in desperation.

“Mmm kmmm.. You guys done..”

When she interrupted I realised my state and started to wear my jacket with shivering hands. She started to flirt with him while I covered myself still blushed and horny and she was still not wearing her dress, and did the ultimate by asking about lifting and removing her bra and showed her naked boobs to him and discussed on new design. After I wore my blouse she started to wear her dress very slowly and seductively, taking more time than required. I swear I could see him rub his cock over his dress and he patted her ass and lifted boobs on the pretext of explaining.

We left the shop only to return back in 2 days to collect them. But the neighbor had other plans so without informing me she went to the shop around 11 and came back full worn out and tired around 1 p.m. to my place and told me that my dress is ready to check “I went to market at that time I met him in his shop so I checked my dress then and there itself and came just now you go and check your dress, if it's ok he will final it and give it by the following morning.”

I quickly dressed up and went to the shop in the next 15 minutes. Recalling his actions during our last meeting and it gave me a different feel while I walked to the shop.

His shop has 2 rooms, one as a shop front while at the back side where he takes measurements. It's part of his own home, I guess he has other uses too, he is staying alone and has two ladies tailor and one small boy to run errands, I am pretty sure he has also enjoyed with those ladies.

I went and asked for him, the girl in the shop said that he is taking measurements inside. I got curious and on the pretext of checking the dress I tried to peep inside. It was my other neighbour, she was a little fat but I have not spoken much with her. To my surprise he was taking measurements over her blouse only, unlike me or my other neighbour.

But he was trying to arouse her, her face was blushed as he took measurements and asked and convinced her to go for a low cut blouse. I thought this is enough, so he does lots of special service to ladies here, no wonder he has many lonely ladies as customers. But what about me? My hubby loves to show off but doesn't mean he will allow me to go behind him and do something like this.

As I remember my encounter with him last time, my hubby yesterday did a very naughty thing. He kept the balcony door open and made love to me, I was very hot and desperate and didnt noticed it he was very naughty since the morning especially after he send some hot videos and made me finger and fuck with carrot during day time, I am pretty sure the students in the next block had a good view despite the low lights. After he was done with me I saw the door open and rushed to close the door, sure I heard students howling sound followed by whistling sound. I was so embarrassed but I can't do anything now. Or can I?

Well Nanda called me inside to check on the blouse he stitched. He gave me the blouse and asked me to wear it and see. I was surprised when he stayed out and didn’t follow me inside, well that’s weird. 

I went in and started to wonder if he was spying on me, when that came in my mind I was a bit worried. But I was now in no position to think about it, as my inner dragon had some other plan. I removed the pallu and started to remove the blouse, I was not wearing a bra today as I expected a bit more today from him. While I was wearing the newly stitched blouse I heard the shutter being closed outside.

It sent a shiver down my spine, I was a bit scared as well. My body was anticipating something more to happen today, but I don't think I have the strength or courage to do it when I heard the shutter closing outside, all my courage drained out of me.

My fluid started to flow and it was dripping through my thighs, when I wore the blouse, it was a bit loose and it showed more than required cleavage. He made sure that my boobs were lifted and the way he stitched it was overflowing on the top. More like the one that actresses wear during seducing songs. I liked the way it was stitched even though my hubby would love it. I am a bit skeptical about it. At the back there is only one string tied, so I can't wear any bra or have to look for a bra for this model. If I wear a bra then the strap will be fully visible. As I was admiring myself, I removed that blouse and started to wear the second one. There was a soft knock when I removed the first blouse. I know it was him. I went to open the door without a blouse, but covered my boobs with only a saree. As expected it was him, he entered the room with a big grin on his face, as if he anticipated this show.

“Is it the correct size?”

“It's a bit loose, so now I’m trying the second one.”

“Ok” saying that he locked that room and sat in a stool in front of me with a big hardon in his track pants.

It felt a bit awkward but I started to wear the second blouse. He had a good view of my boobs again. I was a bit tense as I was alone here this time, I just remember the way my neighbour came back home after 3 hours fully tired, maybe she did with him?

I was not clear on what to do next. Whether to do or not? I wore my blouse and was admiring his work. This blouse was a bit tighter than the previous one, very tight.

“This is tight right..” he came near me and started to insert finger into my blouse to see how tight it was. “This is very tight, well wear this and show me and then we will decide”

He sat with a big hardon and started to massage his cock in front of me without any remorse  while looking at me, I cannot take my eyes off his tool or look at his lustful eyes. But I was shivering inside, the only thing that was on my mind was, what would I do if he touched me, if he kissed me, if he sucked me? Do I allow him? Am I in a position to stop him if he touches me?

Something told me it's not good to do this, maybe not the correct time. My hubby has given me freedom, doesn't mean I can go behind his back. Yes, I will not do anything now I have decided firmly.

I quickly changed that blouse, and he came close and just like the previous one he inserted one finger but this time bit deeper and started to check the size, “this is too loose… but I feel both are very much appealing. So which one do you like?” This time his finger was over my nipples gently rubbing them. It was arousing me a lot.

“What are you doing?” I asked him, I could feel my voice and my whole body was shivering.

“Just checking the fitting..” saying that he put both his hands over my boobs and pressed them. I left out a soft moan.

“So this is how you check fittings for all your customers?” I asked him naughtily.

“Only to special customers.”

“But don't take me to that list. Because I am not..” Saying that I went back and removed the blouse and wore my blouse in front of him, I am sooo wet down there I could feel the juice dripping down and reaching my foot.

“Finish them and give them to me by tomorrow..” Saying that I covered my bosom with saree pallu and went home.

That night also my hubby started to make love with me and kept the door partially open, I was in no mood to close it or stopping my hubby, after that incident in tailor shop I came home and masturbated by keeping the door partially open, I bought some vegetables for cooking and one carrot for myself, I know there is no one in the next house so I moaned louder as I fucked myself. After my hubby came back he understood what happened and he ate that carrot teasingly and I pulled him over me, here we are now in bed fully nude fucking like rabbit with lights on and me moaning like a bitch.

We made love till mid night, in different position, while riding him,

“So who or what made you so horny today?” he asked.

“Tailor…” I confessed and started to tell him what all had happened. He was drilling me now and with each explanation he drilled harder. 

“I don’t know why… but the way you described that incident with the tailor is very much arousing me.” saying that he came inside me again.

“I want to see what he did…”

He said in my ears as we were trying to catch our breath. 

“See what?”

“See how he touched you…”

“No..”

“Why dear..” he asked me, kissing my face.. His cock is still hard and throbbing inside me.

“I don’t have courage for that..”

“Why dear..”

“He… he.. Started to touch me..”

“So?” He asked me while grinding his hip so his cock started to move inside me.

“I might not hold myself back… and…” I wanted to tell him how badly I wanted to fuck him at that time, but something was holding me back…

“Very soon… you will..” he removed his cock and put it in my mouth…

After that we both lost in ourself exploring each other but we never dared bought that topic again.