Babita: Hi, my name is Babita (30).

I
would like to get few blouses
stitched.

Tailor: Surely Madam. I'm a

professional ladies' tailor(32) and
owner of this shop.

Babita: I and my husband are new to

this city. As I was not aware of any
tailor, my friend recommended you.

Tailor: You've come to the right

place. So, tell me what can I do for
you?

Babita: I've to attend a cousin's

marriage in two days. I have bought
few blouse fabrics for stitching. I
think you could help me.

Tailor: Do you have old blouses for

measurement?
Babita: No. I didn't bring it from my
home town as they have become
old.

Tailor: In that case, I would need to

take fresh measurements.

Babita: Is there any lady here who is

going to take measurements?

Tailor: No Madam, I'm the only

person here.

Babita: I don't feel comfortable with

men.

Tailor: By the way, many women

come to me for blouse stitching.
They trust me and feel free with me.

Babiat: It's not that I suspect you. I

have never allowed any male to
touch me.
Tailor: Believe me Madam. Even
college girls come to me for blouse
stitching. I have a good reputation
among women in this area.

Babita had no option but to allow

him to take measurements. She had
no time or patience to find female
tailor in this big city as marriage was
going to take place in two days.

Babita: Ok. You can take

measurements.

Hearing this, Tailor switched on the

lights in the shop. He took
measurement tape and mini note
book from the drawer. He took out
one big photo album also which
contained models wearing different
types of blouse.

Tailor: Look at this, Madam. Please

let me know which type of design
would you like.

Babita had gone through all the

photos. There were different types of
back and front neck designs. Each
design was exciting her. But she was
unable to choose one.

Babita: There are many designs. I am

not able to choose one.

Tailor: Let me select a design for you.

I am an expert in design selection. I
know which design suits each
woman. Even many women who
have come here have had satisfied
with my selections.

Babita: Really?

Tailor: Let me try. You have slim body

with toned shoulders. You seem you
are of 5 feet 4 inches of height with
white complexion and perfect
weight. As per my calculations
princess cut blouse with deep neck
would suit you well.

Babita was stunned as tailor was

profiling her figure with accuracy.
She never thought he would select
such revealing blouse design for her.
She now understood why this tailor is
popular among ladies.

Tailor: Hello Madam? You seem to

have lost in thoughts.

Babita: No, Nothing. I was thinking

about designs.

Tailor: So, Did you like design?

Babita: I don't know. This design

reveals too much of skin. My
husband would not accept it.

Tailor: I have selected best design for

you Madam. It will make your
husband go crazy.

Babita was feeling embarrassed and

shy with his bold talks though she
was keeping serious face to not to
reveal her feeling to tailor.

Tailor: Many college girls also go for

this design to impress their
boyfriends.

Babita: I am not a college girl to

wear such revealing blouses.

Tailor: You look beautiful and

stunning than college girls, Madam.
You should not compare yourself with
younger ones.

Babita was furious with his

conversation. She thought if she
would let tailor continue this
conversation he would cross his
limits. She was also shying like
college student with all the
compliments she was getting from
the tailor.

Babita: Stop all these non sense. Be

in your limits. Just take
measurements and do you work.

Tailor was frozen with Babita's

reaction. He knew this woman was
falling for his compliments. He had
seen sluts like her. He wanted to
make more bold movements.

Tailor: Sorry Madam for being bold. I

was genuinely complimenting you.

Saying this he started to take

measurements.

Tailor: Madam, Please lower your

pallu.
Babita: Can't you take
measurements without lowering
pallu?

Tailor: I need exact measurements to

make blouse look perfect on you. It's
not possible with pallu on.

Babita was hesitant at first and

made her mind to follow tailor's
instructions. She doesn't want her
expensive fabric to go waste due to
incorrect measurements.

Babita: Is there any other person

present in this shop apart from you?

Tailor: Nobody is here except you

and me.

Babita: Please close the main door. I

don't want other to see from outside.

Tailor was thrilled inside for the

situations the way they are being
unfolded. He went to main door and
closed it and came back to Babita
with professional posture.

Tailor: Can we proceed now?

Babita lowered her black silk saree's

pallu upto her waist with her right
hand. She was wearing plain black
blouse. She was wearing gold
mangalsutr in her neck and gold
bangles on her both wrists. She was
wearing red bra which could be seen
thought the transparent blouse of
hers. She was aroused inside and
fearing a bit for exposing her milky
body and boobs to other man other
than her husband.

Tailor too was aroused. He doesn't

want to loss best chance by scaring
her, so he behaved professionally.
Tailor: You can leave your pallu off of
your hand. Taking measurements will
take time. Your hand would pain.

Babita: You are right. I better leave

pallu on the floor.

After saying this she let her pallu fall

on the floor. Babita is now standing
without her pallu on on her upper
body in front of the tailor. She was
exposing her body without
hesitation. She was looking hot in
black blouse to tailor with gold
bangles and mangalsutr on her body.
These ornaments are making her
look like goddess. She sensed that
tailor was aroused and in
excitement. She felt proud for
arousing a man other than her
husband.

Tailor: See, what I had said was

correct.
Babita: What did you say?

Tailor: I chose perfect blouse design

for your slim body. My choices had
always been right.

Saying this Tailor was feeling proud

of his intelligence. He was in child
like excitement.

Babita too was smiling seeing his

child like excitement.

Babita: Yes. You were right. I still do

not have proper knowledge of my
own body.

Tailor continued his work.

Tailor took measurement from front

side to back side with measuring
tape. He did the same from her neck
to her boobs. When taking
measurements he was touching her
body on blouse and waist with his
fingers.

Tailor: I am sorry for touching you.

But I need to take measurements. I
don't have other way.

Babita: I would not mind it. You are

just doing your job.

Tailor felt relieved she was neither

resisting nor opposing his touches.
She had worn right blouse with right
measurements. Tailor feared that this
is going fast. He needed some
excuse to prolong taking
measurement.

Tailor: Madam, There is a problem.

Babita: What is that?

Tailor: This blouse, which you have

been wearing, has incorrect
measurement. If I take these same
measurements to your new blouse it
would remain useless with improper
fitting.

Babita was furious after hearing this.

She knew her blouse had correct
measurements. She sensed tailor
had something else in his mind. She
wanted to see what he was going to
do.

Babita: What made you to think I've

worn incorrect blouse? I know I have
wore correct one.

Tailor: I am telling for you own sake,

Madam. I can't stitch perfect blouse
without your cooperation.

Babita thought for a while. She

doesn't want to spoil tailor's work by
questioning him. She just wanted to
cooperate with him.

Babita: What would you suggest?

Tailor: I will give you another blouse

that fits you perfectly.

Babita: Do you want me to change

my blouse in front of you?

Tailor: There is no other way, Madam.

Babita: You don't have a separate

room for changing blouse?

Tailor: I can arrange a curtain in this

room for temporarily, if you won't
mind.

Babita wanted to get her work done.

There was no other way.

Babita: Please do it.

Tailor arranged a temporary curtain
that can fit for one person in at the
corner of the room with a mirror.

Babita: This curtain is too small. I

can barely fit in.

Tailor: There is not much place here.

You have to adjust.

Babita was still standing with her

pallu off all the time in front of the
tailor. She forgot she was standing
semi naked through this
conversation.

Tailor took a blouse piece from the

drawer and gave it to Babita. She
moved towards curtain and entered
in and covered curtain.

Babita removed her black blouse and

was standing on red bra on. She saw
her
reflection in the mirror. She felt
proud of own sexy body. She wore
another blouse which was given by
tailor and stepped outside.

Babita: Do you think this is perfect?

Babita's boobs were not visible.

Tailor was disappointed inside.

Tailor: No No. This is a bit loose on

you. I will give you another one.

Babita was furious and could not say

anything. Tailor gave another one
and Babita went inside to change.
When she wore another one she was
shocked to see herself in this blouse.
This one was tight and half of her
boobs were popping out on upper
portion of her blouse. She thought
tailor would lust for her seeing like
this. She stepped out reluctantly. She
saw tailor who could not control
himself after seeing Babita.

Babita: How is this?

Tailor: You are looking like goddess.

Babita: I was not asking for your

compliments.

Tailor: Yes Yes. This is looking perfect

on you.

Babita: Do you think I'm going to

wear blouse like this to marriage?

Tailor: Don't be angry, Madam.

Everyone would look at you in the
marriage with this type of blouse on.
Even groom will fall for you.

Babita was feeling shy and horny

with tailor's compliments. Even her
husband was not complimenting her
much these days.

Babita: Will you take measurements

now?

Tailor started taking measurements

again. His fingers rubbed her
cleavage slightly. Babita could see
tailor eyes were fixated on her
cleavage when taking
measurements. When he took
measurement he was satisfied with
the work. Though it was perfect he
wanted to prolong this work with
excuses to feel Babita's body.

Tailor: Madam, There is one more

problem.

Baita: What's that now?

Tailor: This blouse is too tight on you.

She was furious but silently listening

to tailor.

Babita: What would you suggest?

Tailor: I would suggest you to take off

your bra and wear blouse on.

Babita was shocked to hear this. She

didn't expect such suggestion from
the tailor. She thought for while. She
doesn't want to spoil the work by
objecting him. Babita went behind
curtains and removed her blouse and
bra. She was standing bare without
anything on. Her nipples became
rock hard and her cheeks gone red
with embarrassment. She thought
her husband would commit suicide if
he gets to know her slutty behaviour.
She knew tailor would be waiting
eagerly outside to see her. She
stepped outside and stood in front of
the tailor.
Tailor was rock hard under his pants.
Babita could see tent in his pant and
smiled mischievously. Tailor was lost
in thoughts.

Babita: Hello Mr? What are you

thinking?

Tailor: Sorry Madam. I was out of

mind.

She knew what he was thinking and

decided to tease more.

Babita: Haven't you seen naked

woman before?

Tailor: I have seen but they weren't

as beautiful as you.

Babita felt proud of her beauty once

again. Tailor came close to her with
measurement tape and started
taking measurements. Tailor could
see hard nipples poking out through
her blouse. He pretended to take
measurement even thought there
was nothing anything to take.

Tailor: This is perfect, Madam. You

have a fabulous body to die for.

Babita: Shut up and just do your

work.

Tailor wanted to extent this work

more. He wanted to see her milky
boobs at last. He planned another
idea.

Tailor: Madam, now you can go and

wear your bra.

Babita hurried to get back to curtains

with shy. She didn't think about her
reputation all these time. She did
what tailor had told her to do. She
was never this submissive with other
man even with her husband.

When she was wearing her own bra

she stretched it to an extent that
hook of the bra was cut off. Now she
was feeling nervous and had no idea
what to do.

Babita: Tailor, I need help.

Tailor: What happened Mam?

Babita: My bra's hook has been cut

off. Do you have another bra? I
cannot go without bra to house.

Tailor jumped out of excitement. He

thought there was no need of other
plan.

Tailor: I have extra pair of bra,

Madam. Just wait.

He took one bra from the desk and

headed to curtain to hand over it to
Babita. She was covering her boobs
with her hands crossed. Tailor moved
curtain a bit and entered inside. She
couldn't say no to him. There was no
space in the curtain. They were very
close to each other. Tailor was almost
near to her. Both were breathing
heavily. She could feel his intentions.
Tailor could see lust in her eyes.

Tailor: Take this bra, Madam.

Babita: How can I take it? I have

covered my boobs with my hands.
Just hang it to my fingers and go
outside.

Tailor: Maybe you could feel

uncomfortable wearing this bra. I will
help you wear it.

Babita: Shut up! This is how you

speak with a woman?
Tailor shrugged and left curtain.
Babita stared to wear bra but could
not reach hooks at the back side. Bra
too was tight. She thought she
should have listed when tailor
offered help.

Babita: Hey tailor. I need your help.

Tailor knew Babita could not wear

bra herself. He deliberately gave her
tight one.

Tailor entered curtain where she was

standing with her boobs covered
with her hands like she did
previously.

Tailor: I offered you help already. You

denied it.

Babita: Shut up and help me. This is

so tight.
Tailor: Where is the bra?

Babita: It's on the floor.

Tailor bent down to grab the bra. He

felt her fragrance emanating from
her body which was intoxicating him.

Tailor: Please remove your hand.

Babita: Can't you do it with my

hands on?

Tailor laughed for her remark. She

too laughed at her own foolishness.

Babita: I will turn around and help

me wear it.

Babita turned around from the tailor

with boobs covering by her hands.
After turning around she removed
her hand from her boobs. Tailor can
see her bare back which is making
him mad. He could see semi boobs
from her right side. His cock poked
on her ass in that mini space.

Babita: Stay away from me. Your

"thing" is touching me.

When Tailor was about to wear bra

on her from back side power had
been cut. Shop was filled with
darkness. Both could not see each
other but both can feel each others'
presence. Babita's body was filled
with heat.

Babita: Why this power has to go off

at this time?

Tailor: I can't do anything about it,

Madam. It happens.

Babita: Go and fetch a torch.

Tailor: You stay here Madam. I will go
and fetch a torch.

When he was stepping outside he

took her bra and blouse with him
outside to tease her more.

Tailor: This torch is not working

Madam. It seems batteries have
been dead.

Babita: Oh god! What should I do

now?

Tailor: Come outside Madam. Let's

wait for power.

Babita was trying to find her blouse

but could not find it.

Babita: Where is my blouse? It's not

here.

Tailor: It's with me. You can come

outside.

Babita: You bastard! Why did you

take it out?

Babita thought there is no use of

shouting this time. She reluctantly
stepped outside with her boobs
covered with her both hands. There
was dim light shining though glass
windows. They could not see each
other faces except outlines of their
bodies.

She never exposed her body to

others like this. Thought she was
feeling humiliated she was feeling
thrill in exposing herself to a
stranger.

Tailor: You have exposed yourself to

me too much. Why can't you take
your hands off of your boobs? I want
to see milky boobs of yours.
Babita was furious hearing vulgar
words from the tailor. She thought
what more words he would use on
her.

Babita: Have a shame on you for

asking such question to a decent
woman.

Tailor: You are no decent woman I

know that.

Babita: Please I'm a married woman.

You can't ask such thing.

Tailor: I'm not going to bite your

boobs. I just want to see it.
Otherwise you won't get your blouse
back.

Babita felt helpless and agreed to his

condition. She slowly removed her
hands. She was feeling hot and wet
in her panty. Her nipples were
erected and protruding. Tailor
brought his hands near boobs to feel
it.

Babita: You said you just wanna see

it.

Tailor: Just a touch won't harm you.

Babita let him feel her boobs. Tailor

caressed her both boobs with his
both hands and was moaning. Babita
was also moaning with pleasure and
could not tell him to stop doing it.
Tailor brought her mouth near boobs
to lick.

Babita: What are you doing? You said

you just wanted to touch it.

Tailor: I have never tasted such

boobs. You have beautiful and big
ones. You must feel proud of
yourselves for giving pleasure to a
poor man like me.

Babita could not say no in this

situation. Tailor took in right nipple in
his mouth and started to suck it. He
did the same with her left nipple. He
stared chewing her all over boobs.

Babita: It's hurting. Please do it

slowly.

Tailor: You will enjoy it. Just relax.

Babita: If you bite me like that your

teeth marks will form on my boobs.
My husband would notice it.

Tailor: Marks will disappear soon.

Don't worry.

Babita was moaning with lust and

pleasure. She didn't know she could
enjoy sex this much with other man.
Tailor was good at enjoying her
boobs than her husband, she
thought. She was submitting herself
to tailor more without hesitation.
After enjoying boobs for ten minutes
Tailor was trying to remove his
trousers.

Babita: What are you doing?

Tailor: I have given you pleasure.

Now it's your turn.

Babita: I cannot do this. You took

want you wanted. Don't tell me to
pleasure you back.

Tailor: Please madam. I am a poor

man. I cannot afford woman like you
for pleasure.

Babita: You are blackmailing me.

Tailor: No Madam. You can look at my

cock to see how hungry it is.

Babita's eyes stuck on his cock.

Babita: You manhood is large and

huge. I can't take it.

Tailor: How long is your husband's?

Babita: Shut up! Do you think I'm a

slut?

Tailor: Don't get angry Madam. Let's

not spoil our moods. Let's just enjoy.

Babita: I never gave a blowjob to

other man. I didn't gave it to my
husband either.

Tailor: Do it now. You will get goods

experience.

Babita was not in mood to argue with

the tailor. She decided to do it as
soon as possible. Babita took his
cock in her hand and stroked it back
and forth for a file. She bent down
and took tailors manhood in her
mouth. His cock felt soft and hard as
well in her mouth. She took tailor's
cock deep throat and started sucking
it. Tailor was in heaven. He never
though he would get to sleep with a
hot woman in his life. Babita
unknowingly grabbed his balls and
started stroking it with her fingers.

Babita: You have to keep your public

hair trimmed. Your public hair is
entering my mouth.

Tailor laughed. After giving blow job

for ten minutes he was still hard.

Babita: You have not cummed even

after 10 mints. You have good
stamina. I wish my husband could be
like you.
Tailor: You need to learn how to
satisfy a man.

Babita: My husband it orthodox and

narrow minded. He never gave
importance to sex.

Tailor: I pity you. I can give you an

idea.

Babita: What's that?

Tailor: You can come to me where

your husband is in office. I will satisfy
your desires.

Babita: I'm not a street whore. Go

and find others.

After 20 mins of blow job tailor

cummed loads on Babita's face.
Some cum fell on her saree and
Babita licked remaining part.
Tailor: Get up and come to me.

Babita: What do you want now?

Tailor: Untie your petticote and

remove your panty.

Babita: See, you have already asked

me to do beyond my limits. I can't do
it anymore.

Tailor had put his hands on her

buttocks and kissed on her juicy
without saying a word. Babita's
boobs were crushing on tailor's hairy
chest. Surprisingly Babita didn't
resist his moves. She was still naked
in front of tailor without blouse on.
Her petticote fell on the ground on
one try. She is now in panty on her
body without anything else.

Babita: Please don't make me do

this. I can't cheat my husband. Your
have already done enough with me.

Tailor: Do you want your blouse or

not? Don't you want to go to your
house?

Babita felt helpless and nodded yes.

Tailor knew Babita needs sex deeply.
She is just behaving as if this was his
fault and not hers. Tailor pressed her
round ass and pinched it hard.

Babita: Don't pinch hard it hurts.

Tailor: Do you want me to pinch your

ass slowly?

Babita: You are too much.

Tailor: Aren't you liking what I'm

doing to you.

Babita nodded yes shyly. Tailor made

her sleep on the floor and undressed
himself. He bent down and removed
Babita's red panty. She had kept her
pussy full shaved. Tailor was
disappointed.

Tailor: You should not have shaved it.

Babita: I liked it shaved. I like to keep

myself clean.

Tailor went to her legs and spread

her legs apart. Babita given up
resistance and started submitting
herself to tailor. Tailor was kissing
Babita's round and firm thighs. Tailor
got his lips close to Babits's pussy
and smelled it.

Babita: Chi! How could you smell it?

Tailor: Men love to smell cunt. Your

husband don't do that?
Babita: He just fuck and leaves me.

Tailor licked Babita's cunt with his

tongue. He inserted his tongue by
spreading her pussy lips further. Now
he was licking all over her pussy with
passion. Babita was moaning
uncontrollably. She never felt such
pleasure in her life. Tailor continued
licking for 15 mins and made her
reach orgasm. Babita exploded with
orgasm. No once but twice in 20
mins.

Babita: Thank you very much for

giving me pleasure.

Tailor: It's not over yet.

Babita: What do you mean?

Tailor held is cock and brought

towards Babita's pussy.
Babita: Please don't do it.

Tailor: You have come this far. Can't

you let my little friend inside you?

Babita: It's not that. Your cock is

huge. I can't take it. My mouth has
been hurt already.

Tailor: Just relax. I will take care of it.

Babita thought of her husband. She

never thought she would cheat her
husband with a tailor. She can't help
avoid tailor fucking her at the last
moment after going through all
these pleasure. She thought she
would let him fuck and never see
him again.

Tailor bought his cock towards

Babait's cunt and rubbed his penis
tip on her cunt. He slowly slid his
cock inside hers without effort. Tailor
wondered Babita could take huge
cock easily. Now he was riding her
non-stop. Both were moaning with
pleasure. Babita felt enormous
pleasure with tailor's cock inside her.
Cock felt soft and hard as well.
Babita was feeling second cock in
her life after her husband's. Tailor
huge body was crushed on her body.

Babita: Do it hard.

Tailor: Do it what?

Babiita: Fuck me hard and fast.

Tailor: What should I fuck?

Babita: You know what. Don't have

me say it.

Tailor: I am not going to do it unless

you say it.
Babita: Fuck me hard. Fuck my cunt
hard.

Tailor was humping her hard and

hard. Babita was cooperating and
enjoying his each hump. After 15
mins she exploded with third
orgasm. He was about to release his
leak in Babita's cunt.

Babita: Please pull out your dick.

Don't explode your sperm inside my
pussy.

Tailor: I can't do it. I am going to cum

inside you.

Tailor could not control and exploded

his sperm inside her. Babita was
ecstatic when she felt tailor's sperm
inside her. It was warm and sticky.
Both were exhausted after long sex
and took rest on the floor.
Babita was in tears. She was feeling
guilty for cheating her husband.
Babita dressed up and left shop with
her fabric determined never to visit
this tailor again.