In bed I mentioned to Geeta that Mr. Kumar seem like a touch-feely type of guy. She brushed me off saying, I should not be worried as he is an old lonely man and surely he means no harm.
Next morning he arrived on time. He drove a nice Porsche 911, it definitely impressed Geeta. As this is two door car, I decided to squeeze in the back while Geeta set in front seat. She was today wearing jeans and white top. Luckily that meant her legs were not for display to Mr. Kumar. He first took us to the sports shop specializing in Tennis shoes. He was very adamant that Geeta needs good quality shoes. We soon found nice pair of shoes. Mr Kumar asked Geeta to wear both of these and walk around for a while. He enjoyed look of watching her boobs shaking a little while walking around for him. He gave a thumbs up and soon we moved to another shop for sports clothing.
Geeta picked up some skirts which she thought were good enough to play Tennis in. Mr. Kumar took her hand and said, no darling you want something which keeps your legs free to run around. You don’t want to be restricted. He then looked at me and asked if I mind her wearing short skirts as it’s just for sports. The way he asked, I had no choice but to agree. He selected some skirts and handed to Geeta. He wanted her to try those. One was a plated white skirt which hardly reached her mid thighs. The other was a colorful but very provocative skirt. Geeta was unsure about both and looked at me. Mr. Kumar intervened immediately and said she should take advice of coach rather than hubby. And she needs to start following his instruction if she want him to train her. There was some command in his tune, Geeta clearly did not want to offend him and lose the opportunity to learn Tennis. She gave me a look and walked in to changing room.
Mr Kumar gave me a wink again and said Geeta will look great running around in those short skirt. At this point he picked some t-shirts for her, and asked me to pass those to her so she can try them with skirt. I gave those to attendant to give to Geeta. She walked out wearing the white plated skirt and a top which hardly touched her mid-riff region. I could see her naval and she was looking more like a cheer leader and less like a sports player. Mr. Kumar whistled and said, she will make a good player if she keeps listening to him like this. Just when I thought the nightmare was over, Mr Kumar through another shocker. While my wife was standing in a short skirt and t-shirt showing off her toned legs and 32B size boobs on a tight t-shirt, Mr Kumar asked if she has good sports Bra. After all, he don’t want her tits to get tired off running. Geeta went red with embarrassment and I just tried to hide and ignore the question. At this point, I should have put a stop to all this but somehow could not take control from Mr. Kumar. He simply took her hand and guided her to section for sports Bra. They selected a few and soon she was trying those on in changing room. Luckily, she did not had to parade around in sports bra.