We are a young couple and staying in Canada since past 2 years. My wife is a BBW and we are kind of adventurous. We have indulged in lot of exhibitionism.
When we came to canada my wife just brought a couple of Sarees and a few decent blouse to match those Sarees. As we have many Indians here, we often meet on Indian gatherings and the usual dress code is traditional wear. But believe me this Punjabi NRI's look stunning hot in the Sarees. The halter neck or deep back blouses give me instant erection. i asked my wife to wear similar one's , but we did not find any indian tailor in the vicinity :(
A year later we planned to come to India on a short visit, and that was when me and my wife decided to stitch new hot blouse for her. The catch here was to know a Tailor who could get the blouse stitched in a couple of days (as we had a tight schedule in India), and secondly my wife was feeling awkward to go to her regular tailor and ask for hot designs. Luckily one of her friends told that there is one tailor in Mumbra area (15km from Mumbai), where she knows a Tailor who has variety of designs and can give you the stitched blouse the very next day for some additional cost. But apart from that we got to know one more thing about that tailor which aroused use to the core, and we decided to stitch the blouse from him. She told that the tailor only takes measure if you go to him wearing a blouse or carry a blouse of the size you want.Else you have to take your top off and stand in front of him to take the measure!! As per the tailor the most accurate measures are taken only in a blouse or without blouse!! Hats off to him!!
In our case, she did not have a blouse of perfect size, as the one's she had were stitched more than a year back and were already getting tight. SO the only option was to stand in a bra in front of the tailor!!Freaakkkk!! I was aroused to the core. From that day I started fantasizing my wife being fondled by the tailor. I imagine him doing sex with her in front of me..fucckkkkk..
The day came. It wasnt quite difficult to find the tailor, seems he was very famous in the area. We reached to see the tailor was arnd 60-65 in age. A Muslim. He had a assistant with him as well.
My wife was wearing a loose top and a tight low waist jeans.
We greeted him and told him that she wants a couple of blouse to be stitched in less that a weeks time. As expected he asked us to give a sample blouse. I had an erection by now. When told we dont have any , he told us his clause, which we were eager to hear :) My wife showed earlier that she was reluctant to remove the top, but later agreed. He asked us to come inside the room.
We went inside. It was a small gloomy room. A table, chair and a bed was inside. A perfect atmosphere to get cosy with someone. I sat on the chair, and asked my wife to stand by the table. WIth every passing second by heart beat faster and my pants were getting wet. My wife gave an shy smile to me. The tailor asked her to take off her top!! Ufffff!! I could still recollect those 3 words.."Top Utaar Do" , meaning "Remove the top'. Within no time she took off her top and stood in the bra in front of him. She was looking stunning. I did not know till now that she was wearing a push up bra within!! The boobs were peeping out. I had no doubt that the tailor would have masturbated after taking the measures. The other sexy aspect was, since she was wearing low waist her red colored panty was easily visible.
The tailor gave her a detailed look from top to bottom and started taking the measure. He slowly lifted her hands and took the measure across the breasts. He was getting a nice pleasurable view of the cleavage. After taking the measure he asked to select the design from the catalog kept on that table. My wife didnt bother to wear the top and kept going through the pages with the tailor standing next to her. I was watching all this from the other corner of the room while sitting on the chair.
For a moment I felt the tailor should slowly put his hands down her pants and grop her ass, then remove her bra and fuck her. They later both sat on the bed and discussed the blouse design. Her cleavage was looking more prominent now. I was pretty sure the tailor would mess up the design , as his attention was surely somewhere else :)
Later she wore the top and we left the shop. Even today when I remember those moments I get my pants wet. Not to tell, the blouse has created lot of fuss in my friends here in Canada :)
When we came to canada my wife just brought a couple of Sarees and a few decent blouse to match those Sarees. As we have many Indians here, we often meet on Indian gatherings and the usual dress code is traditional wear. But believe me this Punjabi NRI's look stunning hot in the Sarees. The halter neck or deep back blouses give me instant erection. i asked my wife to wear similar one's , but we did not find any indian tailor in the vicinity :(
A year later we planned to come to India on a short visit, and that was when me and my wife decided to stitch new hot blouse for her. The catch here was to know a Tailor who could get the blouse stitched in a couple of days (as we had a tight schedule in India), and secondly my wife was feeling awkward to go to her regular tailor and ask for hot designs. Luckily one of her friends told that there is one tailor in Mumbra area (15km from Mumbai), where she knows a Tailor who has variety of designs and can give you the stitched blouse the very next day for some additional cost. But apart from that we got to know one more thing about that tailor which aroused use to the core, and we decided to stitch the blouse from him. She told that the tailor only takes measure if you go to him wearing a blouse or carry a blouse of the size you want.Else you have to take your top off and stand in front of him to take the measure!! As per the tailor the most accurate measures are taken only in a blouse or without blouse!! Hats off to him!!
In our case, she did not have a blouse of perfect size, as the one's she had were stitched more than a year back and were already getting tight. SO the only option was to stand in a bra in front of the tailor!!Freaakkkk!! I was aroused to the core. From that day I started fantasizing my wife being fondled by the tailor. I imagine him doing sex with her in front of me..fucckkkkk..
The day came. It wasnt quite difficult to find the tailor, seems he was very famous in the area. We reached to see the tailor was arnd 60-65 in age. A Muslim. He had a assistant with him as well.
My wife was wearing a loose top and a tight low waist jeans.
We greeted him and told him that she wants a couple of blouse to be stitched in less that a weeks time. As expected he asked us to give a sample blouse. I had an erection by now. When told we dont have any , he told us his clause, which we were eager to hear :) My wife showed earlier that she was reluctant to remove the top, but later agreed. He asked us to come inside the room.
We went inside. It was a small gloomy room. A table, chair and a bed was inside. A perfect atmosphere to get cosy with someone. I sat on the chair, and asked my wife to stand by the table. WIth every passing second by heart beat faster and my pants were getting wet. My wife gave an shy smile to me. The tailor asked her to take off her top!! Ufffff!! I could still recollect those 3 words.."Top Utaar Do" , meaning "Remove the top'. Within no time she took off her top and stood in the bra in front of him. She was looking stunning. I did not know till now that she was wearing a push up bra within!! The boobs were peeping out. I had no doubt that the tailor would have masturbated after taking the measures. The other sexy aspect was, since she was wearing low waist her red colored panty was easily visible.
The tailor gave her a detailed look from top to bottom and started taking the measure. He slowly lifted her hands and took the measure across the breasts. He was getting a nice pleasurable view of the cleavage. After taking the measure he asked to select the design from the catalog kept on that table. My wife didnt bother to wear the top and kept going through the pages with the tailor standing next to her. I was watching all this from the other corner of the room while sitting on the chair.
For a moment I felt the tailor should slowly put his hands down her pants and grop her ass, then remove her bra and fuck her. They later both sat on the bed and discussed the blouse design. Her cleavage was looking more prominent now. I was pretty sure the tailor would mess up the design , as his attention was surely somewhere else :)
Later she wore the top and we left the shop. Even today when I remember those moments I get my pants wet. Not to tell, the blouse has created lot of fuss in my friends here in Canada :)