The Starving Housewife
Copyright© 2025 by SexyPreeti
Chapter 59
True Story Sex Story: Chapter 59 - This is a story about Sabitri a dedicated housewife living a life full of everything with her husband Kamal … well everything except physical satisfaction.
Caution: This True Story Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Coercion Consensual Mind Control Reluctant Romantic True Story Cheating Indian Male Indian Female Anal Sex Analingus Exhibitionism Food Oral Sex Petting Voyeurism BBW Big Breasts Foot Fetish Hairy Size Indian Erotica
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Sabitri said “Asif why don’t you show me what you mean” pointing to the catalogue. He flipped a few pages showing her the design by placing his finger on it. She saw the picture, it was sleeveless, it had narrow shoulders but still not aggressive on the bust line.
Compared to her present blouse this was surely a big leap forward. She decided to go all out and do it right to get what she wanted ... lots of male attention. She mockingly said “Asif this is not even close to what I have in mind”.
Asif raised his eyebrows looking at her because he was expecting her to reject this design because it was too aggressive compared to the one she was wearing but the opposite happened. He curiously asked “what did you have in mind madam”?
Sabitri sarcastically said “Asif do you think I am going on a pilgrimage to wear something like this? I want a blouse which attracts lots of attention ... the desired male attention ... you know what I mean”? Asif was stunned hearing this, he flipped a page showing her the similar blouse with a more aggressive neckline.
Sabitri put her finger on the picture and said “now this is very close to what I have in mind”. This was quite a deep neck blouse with an equally wide open back. This blouse covered only the bra cups and straps just enough and was held together with two more strings on the upper back.
She looked at his surprised face and said “Asif I want this and I want this ASAP”. She put the new dress material along with her old blouse for measurements on the table. Asif said “madam for this new design your old blouse is useless, I will have to take your measurements again”.
Sabitri simply dropped her saree pallu and stood facing him. She said “take all your measurements now”. Asif was stumped because he had never seen any woman bare her modesty so brazenly. Each time he had to work hard using all his tricks to fool the women to make them believe that he was undressing them only for the sake of measurements.
But here he had a woman who was dropping her clothes without even batting an eyelid. Asif was dazed and speechless trying to understand who he was dealing with now. He swallowed and said “madam let’s go inside that room so we have full privacy” pointing to the room where he had taken the other woman.
Sabitri picked up her fallen saree pallu and went to the room with Asif following behind. She looked around, this room had a table and hooks on the wall to hang clothes. It also had a full size mirror for trials and an overhead fan barely running for namesake.
She said “please turn up the fan Asif, it is getting really hot in here”. Asif turned the fan to mid speed and placed his notebook on the table. She turned to face him dropping her saree pallu again. He said “madam this is not enough” pointing at her saree.
In one swift jerk, Sabitri pulled the folds of her saree out of her petticoat letting it drop to her feet and stepped out. Asif picked up her saree and kept it on the table after neatly folding it. She teasingly asked “so what else do you want me to remove before you can start taking your measurements”?
He said “please wait madam, let me first check and then tell you”. He came up behind her and raised her hands above her head. He held his measuring tape around her boobs taking open liberties feeling up her big tits. Sabitri felt his stiff cock poking in her butt now.
He was not pushing it hard, just sticking to her butt while pretending to do his job. Sabitri was already aroused and she had come here with sex in mind. If there was a chance for her to get laid, then she was not going to think twice before doing it.
After a few minutes of feeling up her big melons, Asif said “madam it is proving to be quite a challenge to measure your big chest from over this blouse”. Without a second’s delay Sabitri said “then what is stopping you from taking off my blouse and measuring if that makes it easier”.
Asif was stumped again. This was the first time he had encountered such a bold woman. Any other woman would have thought half a dozen times before letting this happen. He came up in front and undid the hooks of her blouse. Sabitri raised her hands helping him remove it completely.
Asif froze for a second staring at the biggest natural tits he had ever seen in his life. His dream of seeing Sabitri’s naked tits was now getting closer to reality because her bra was doing very little to hide them. Her taut nipples were poking thru the thin material of her bra cups as if they would tear thru any moment.
Sabitri teasingly said “Asif are you going to take my measurements with your eyes or what”? Asif came to his senses and came up behind her. This time too he liberally felt up her big tits under the pretext of taking her measurements.
Sabitri was also enjoying having her tits fondled but she wanted more. This time Asif did not miss any chance playing with her hard nipples while he daringly pushed his erection deeper into her butt cheeks. Sabitri asked “Asif are you able to take your measurements properly now or do you want to remove my bra also”?
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