I think perhaps you're right," she said thoughtfully, then came to a decision. She stood up and went to the dresser, where she hunted around and then pulled out a white lacy baby-doll negligee. Pankaj watched her, slightly horrified. Was she really going to wear that? Nandini pulled out the lingerie store bag and found a matching g-string to go with the lingerie. With a shrug of her shoulders, she let the bathrobe fall to the ground. Underneath, she only had a pair of white cotton panties on. These she skimmed off her hips and stepped out of.
Once again, Pankaj was in awe of his wife's beauty. Such sweet curves, such smooth skin. She slipped into the baby-doll, pulling it down over her head. With an economy of motion born of practice, she settled each breast inside of its cup. The hem of the negligee reached perhaps an inch or two below the bottom curves of her ass. Now she held up the g-string, apparently assuring herself that the string was in the back, before daintily stepping into it.
As she pulled the string up and over her ass, Nandini felt it slip sinfully between the cheeks. She tugged lightly at the string, feeling it settle against her anus, rubbing wickedly against the tender skin there. Running a fingernail under the front panel, she situated it as best as possible over her pubic mound. With delight she noted how well it cupped her pussy, the sheer material holding her like a small hand. Unfortunately, the panel was not quite large enough to cover all of her pubic hair, but she figured that in dim light and with the lacy baby-doll covering her, there would be no way for anyone (Akash, her inner voice whispered) to see that.
As she turned to face him, Pankaj gasped in astonishment. His wife was transformed into a siren. She wasn’t wearing the usual saree but had covered herself with a very thin lingerie. Even Pankaj got the rarest of rare opportunities to see her in those lingerie. He got lost in his thoughts for a second and remembered their 5th anniversary when he had gifted her that negligee. He had hoped that it would help spice up their sex life, but Nandini wouldn’t wear those often. Suddenly his mind tricked and snapped out from his thoughts and looked at Nandini. The straps of the baby-doll left much of each breast uncovered, with only a slight lacy cup covering the bottom third. At least the nipple was not in plain sight, he realized, although he wondered how obvious it would be if they were fully aroused. And the front of the gown came up in the middle of the front, revealing a peek at the tiny g-string lewdly outlining her sex. What had he done?
"I think this will show him that I'm not uptight, don't you think?" A saucy smile on her lips, Nandini laughed to herself at her husband's gawking. "Don't you worry, Mister. I'm coming back afterwards, and then you can unwrap me!"
Once again, Pankaj was in awe of his wife's beauty. Such sweet curves, such smooth skin. She slipped into the baby-doll, pulling it down over her head. With an economy of motion born of practice, she settled each breast inside of its cup. The hem of the negligee reached perhaps an inch or two below the bottom curves of her ass. Now she held up the g-string, apparently assuring herself that the string was in the back, before daintily stepping into it.
As she pulled the string up and over her ass, Nandini felt it slip sinfully between the cheeks. She tugged lightly at the string, feeling it settle against her anus, rubbing wickedly against the tender skin there. Running a fingernail under the front panel, she situated it as best as possible over her pubic mound. With delight she noted how well it cupped her pussy, the sheer material holding her like a small hand. Unfortunately, the panel was not quite large enough to cover all of her pubic hair, but she figured that in dim light and with the lacy baby-doll covering her, there would be no way for anyone (Akash, her inner voice whispered) to see that.
As she turned to face him, Pankaj gasped in astonishment. His wife was transformed into a siren. She wasn’t wearing the usual saree but had covered herself with a very thin lingerie. Even Pankaj got the rarest of rare opportunities to see her in those lingerie. He got lost in his thoughts for a second and remembered their 5th anniversary when he had gifted her that negligee. He had hoped that it would help spice up their sex life, but Nandini wouldn’t wear those often. Suddenly his mind tricked and snapped out from his thoughts and looked at Nandini. The straps of the baby-doll left much of each breast uncovered, with only a slight lacy cup covering the bottom third. At least the nipple was not in plain sight, he realized, although he wondered how obvious it would be if they were fully aroused. And the front of the gown came up in the middle of the front, revealing a peek at the tiny g-string lewdly outlining her sex. What had he done?
"I think this will show him that I'm not uptight, don't you think?" A saucy smile on her lips, Nandini laughed to herself at her husband's gawking. "Don't you worry, Mister. I'm coming back afterwards, and then you can unwrap me!"