Hello everyone. This is Rajni writing once more for you all. Thank you for all the lovely comments and wonderful feedback. People have suggested me not to use Hindi language as people from all over the world read these stories. So I will try and translate as much as possible.
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So for new readers, let me introduce myself. I am a 29 year old Marwadi housewife who lives in Mumbai and is all by herself during the day. I am told that I am a real head turner. I am fair, 5'6'' tall and have attractive facial features, especially eyes and lips. I have got a near perfect hourglass figure of 36-30-36 with milky smooth skin. I used to be a homely housewife until that train incident which changed my sex life completely. I became bolder and started dressing proactively. I wear Indian only as I belong to a conservative family, but the blouses are now more deep neck and with wider backs. Sarees show a lot of waist and navel. The kurtis reveal a lot of cleavage and my figure too as I prefer them tight. So over last one year, I have become a sort of eye candy in the neighborhood.
So after coming back to Mumbai from the tour, I couldn't stop thinking about the incident in the train. I used to get wet only thinking about it. My in laws stayed at our place for 5 days, so it wasn't even possible to think about anything crazy. Finally the day they left, I had the whole house to myself. I got nude as soon as they left and started touching myself like a mad woman, moaning loudly as if I was being fucked wildly. When hubby came back, I rode him like a wild beast. He was blown away with surprise as I am usually submissive in bed, but not anymore. Now, I was a tigress who wanted more and more and couldn't be tamed.
My husband is quite busy, and after two years of marriage, the sex activity had become monotonous and less frequent. I needed more but he had no time. He is awesome in bed, but the frequency was too less for my appetite. I knew I wanted more and I didn't care about the society. So I started dressing bolder and enticing my husband for more at first. But he was unable to quench my thirst, and my lust was increasing, I was getting hornier day by day.
One day I went to market to buy some grocery and vegetables. I was wearing a sky blue saree with a matching blouse. The blouse material was quite thin and the outlines of my black bra could be seen easily. I know that I get a lot of stares whenever I go out, but that day was different, I was looking ravishing with a hair wash in the morning and for some reason I was glowing. So giving a treat to people looking, I reached the D-Mart nearby. I noticed that I was getting a lot of stares from people as I entered the mall. The security guard literally scanned me with his eyes from top to bottom, and somehow it excited me.
I was picking up stuff off the shelf rather slowly as I wanted to spend sometime getting all the attention. Once in a while I would stretch my arms to get stuff from top shelf so that people could get a good view of my side boobs and silky smooth waist and tummy. I knew I was giving a real good show to everyone around. A salesman was more than happy to help with everything, but I shrugged him away as he didn't seem to be my type. After 20 minutes or so, I noticed a handsome guy staring at me and checking me out. As soon as I looked, he smiled. But I didn't react, but let him watch by stretching more. He came closer by the next shelf and now was following me pretending to look at the stuff. He was now close enough that he could observe my body and look at my cleavage. I made sure that he has a good view by searching for groceries in top shelf as well as the bottom shelf. I was enjoying this as much as he was. My lower lips were hydrating because of all the dirty thoughts that were coming to my mind.