Then we went to the clothing store where I bought some lungis, t-shirts and underwear for myself. If Fateh wondered why I was buying quite a few change of clothes he kept his mouth shut.
And then we entered the ladies’ section.
“Let’s buy some more undergarments for your wife.” I told him, much to his discomfort. “A beautiful woman like her always needs beautiful lingerie.”
“Thank you, sahib,” Was all he could muster in reply. “I could never afford to buy her these.”
I bought some bras, all the time asking Fateh whether his wife’s breasts would fit them or if the bra was too large or too small. He stammered in his replies, once saying, “You know best sahib.” I laughed silently.
“I am making sure all the bras we buy are half a size small.” I told him. “They would not be uncomfortable for her to wear, but would make your wife’s perky breasts stand up and be noticed. She has big breasts, randi, and she should be proud of them.”
“Yes, sahib. You are right, sahib. I am also proud of her breasts, sahib.”
“I like her nipples best.” I told him. “They are quite round.”
I made him drop me downtown at the city, and handed him all my purchases and ordered him to put them on the bed.
“And make sure to tell Narges about her gifts.” I told him. “She can examine the bras before I return in the evening.” Fateh nodded meekly. I gave him some money – much more than he would earn for the day – and told him to pick me up at 7 pm sharp and not to be late.
It was late afternoon when Fateh reached home after working for a shift. The furniture had already been delivered and arranged in their places, and Narges was busy cooking.
“Hungry?” She turned to her husband as he walked in.
“Yes, dear.” Fateh’s stomach growled. Ever since I had entered his household, he had been a distinct second best at the table. Narges gave him a good meal, and Fateh ate everything. He burped, much to Narges’s annoyance.
“Husband, you have bad manners!” She told him. “Sarun would never do that. He is a proper gentleman, you should learn from him!”
Fateh wanted to tell her he knew how much of a gentleman I was when I was slapping Narges’s butt at night, but he bit his tongue. Instead, he said, “Oh, that reminds me dear, sahib has purchased some more gifts for you. I put them in the bedroom, on the bed.”
“And you tell me now?” Narges scolded him. “Husband, you should have told me this immediately! Now you go clear the table and clean the dishes, and make sure you don’t scratch the wood! Look at this table! You could work for a thousand years and never afford this!”
“Yes, dear.” Fateh stood up. “Sahib is indeed very liberal with his gifts to us.”
Once Narges saw the gifts, she called out her husband to the bedroom.
“Look at this bra, isn’t it lovely! I am going to try this on right now!”
She dropped her pallu and popped open her blouse. Reaching around her back, she unclipped her bra and it dropped to the floor. Her boobs sprang out, free. Fateh’s cock stirred. Ordinarily he would have rushed to grab those udders but he knew that temporarily, Narges was someone else’s property, even though she was his wife. Narges made it a point to try out all the bras.