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Dada was that perfect husband who was going to fill the void left behind by Kamal in every other way especially sex. Henceforth Kamal was going to permanently remain her lawfully wedded husband and an oblivious rubber stamp and nothing more.
She took a shower and opened Deepak’s package which Dada had delivered. Deepak had sent her lots more bra panty sets in every colour she could think off. She also found knee length frocks, skirts, shirts, sexy nighties and jeans. Deepak had surely sent her a lot more clothes this time.
She arranged everything in her wardrobe when she found one dress at the bottom. There was a note attached to the label. It read “darling wear this on your birthday which comes up next week. Sadly, I will not be there to celebrate it with you. But don’t worry, this dress is very decent and you will surely look very pretty. Also you can wear it without worrying about anyone”.
Sabitri’s eyes grew moist reading this note because since she completed school, no one had ever celebrated her birthday… Leave alone remember it, and here was an outsider who found out about it, remembered it and had also sent her a birthday gift in advance to celebrate it.
The same outsider who was the first man besides her husband to fuck her out of her martial vows. The same outsider who opened her eyes to a world beyond her whimp of a husband who meant her entire world till then. Sabitri wore the hot pink frock with matching inners and stood in front of the mirror.
She felt really good and proud seeing herself looking so young and sexy like a girl just out of college. The neckline was deep but not obscenely deep for her to have any second thoughts about wearing this. This frock was slightly transparent to show the impression of her pink bra and panties underneath.
A generous amount of her cleavage was on display and Sabitri loved it imagining the effect it was going to have on all her lovers. There was only one way in which she could verify this effect. She picked up her phone and messaged Pruthvi.
She said “I am alone now and have left my back door open for you sweetheart. Don’t make me wait for too long”. She did minimal makeup and went and waited by the door. Pruthvi came stealthily within a few minutes of her message and himself locked the door after sneaking inside.
When he turned, he saw her standing behind the door. His jaw dropped looking at her and his eyes popped out of his sockets. Pruthvi said “wow my girlfriend is looking super hot and sexy today. If you were still single, then I would have proposed to you right away”.
Sabitri blushed heavily and playfully patted his cheek. She said “stop making fun of me sweetheart”. He quickly replied “no, I swear aunty darling, I mean it. I can call Akash if you still want a second opinion”.
She blushed and said “don’t even think about calling him. Just you alone tire me to no end. God only knows what will happen if you both visit me together”. Pruthvi winked at her and said “aunty I already know that he also visits you regularly just like me. So think again seriously, both of us will give you double the enjoyment. What do you say”?