Chapter 14: Vikram Meets the Relatives

Madhuri was feeling a little bit self-conscious. There was a time when she used to wear all kinds of sexy dresses with confidence. She had a great body, a beautiful face and the sluttiness that comes with youth. She used to love her dresses to be as skimpy as possible. But now, even though she had many admirers, she didn’t have the same confidence in her looks. Part of the reason was also her husband who seemed bored with her but having grown up children also made her feel old.

But today, she had dressed as per Rohan’s instructions as he had bought this dress for her among others. Manushi had also insisted that she must wear one of the dresses her son-in-law had bought for her. The dress was not particularly slutty per se but it was quite glamorous and eye-catching. It was a form-fitting pink gown that reached down to her ankles. A woman with a less toned figure could not have pulled it off but Madhuri had never stopped working out ever since her beauty queen days. She hated the thought of becoming one of those middle-aged woman with uncontrolled weight and worked out regularly to avoid that fate.

As a result the thin, synthetic fabric was almost translucent as it hugged her curves tightly. The gown had two noodle thin straps that tied behind her neck. The cleavage was quite deep with a plunging neckline. There was some support in the dress for her heavy breasts but there was still a slight sag visible in the generous cleavage. The cups over her breasts had rhinestone work on them covering the translucent part a little better than it was elsewhere but still Madhuri felt that her nipples would visibly poke through as soon as they got hard. She knew they would get hard as soon as Rohan arrived. Even waiting with family in the restaurant lobby for him was making her slightly excited like a low-voltage current flowing through her body.

She could still not wear a bra with this dress as it was completely backless. There was one pair of thin string straps that tied just below her shoulder blades and made the dress conform tightly to her curves, but other than that her smooth back was fully naked down to her ass crack. Her ass crack was covered but only if she stood straight and did not walk fast. She had wanted to put a thong on but she remembered what Rohan had said. Manushi had also advised strongly against panties.

The synthetic cloth was stretched tight across her firm, shapely butt that Madhuri was justifiably proud of and then the cloth seemed to become thinner. Her legs were outlined in the translucent pink fabric when she walked. This effect was heightened by the high heels she was wearing. Manushi had lent her, and forced her to wear, her 8” high heels that were transparent red, and had a clear 3” platform.

Undoubtedly the sexiest feature of the ultra sexy gown was the slit that went from her left ankle to her thigh joint. She had to walk slowly so that she would not flash her pelvic slope. She had protested about that and wondered about using a safety pin to close the slit a couple of inches below her thigh joint but Manushi had vetoed the idea.

“Stop thinking like a suburban housewife mom, think like a beauty queen.” She told her mother “He bought this for you because he thinks you are a hot woman and should dress like one.”

Madhuri had given in. Manushi had helped her with her make-up, She had made her hair into a sexy French bun with a few strands hanging down. It left her back fully bare and while it made her feel sexy, Madhuri was feeling a bit vulnerable as well. She knew that Rohan’s dad was also coming as Rohan had texted Manushi and Madhuri was not sure what he would think about Rohan’s mother-in-law dressing so sexy.

“Of course, he is going to like it, mom.” Manushi assured her “He is very American in his thinking. He would love it that you didn’t go the traditional route.”

“I didn’t know he would join us,” Madhuri said “or I would have...”

“No, mom, you look amazing.” Manushi herself was wearing a chocolate coloured minidress with ethnic design. It had a nice, deep V neck that showed her lovely cleavage and it had no back at all. Her high heels were also 8” in black but the platforms were 4” high.

At home when they were leaving her husband had questioned her choice of dress saying it was too bold but his brother had complimented her and reassured Madhuri that she looked great.

“Here they are!” Abhimanyu said.

Madhuri’s pussy tingled. She looked toward the door and saw Rohan coming in followed by his dad.

Rohan greeted the family then came to Madhuri. He kissed her on the cheek then hugged her. It was not a nominal hug, he properly took her in his arms and squeezed her close. Madhuri hesitated at first but then hugged him back. Her breasts were flattened on his chest by the tight hug and she could feel her nipples buzzing. He caressed her soft, bare back with both hands as he held her slender body in his arms.

“You look delicious!” He said in her ear then kissed her cheek again before letting her out of his arms.

“Thank you.” She breathed. Her face was flushed and her heart was beating fast.

Rohan kept his arm around her waist as he faced his dad “Dad, I think you have met my mother-in-law Madhuri Dixit, and everybody else as well, right?”

Vikram greeted Madhuri with folded hands and shook hands with the men.