I nodded yes blushing even more. Nirmala said “nice to see you like this again after such a long time. I am very happy for you madam”. I replied “thank you Nirmala”.
I went to my bedroom and decided to reorganize my wardrobe. I took out all my clothes and realized that all my sarees would need a makeover for the blouses and petticoats.
And for that I will need to go back to Rafiq only. This naturally brought a smile on my face because going to Rafiq after what happened yesterday would entail many other naughty things.
I separated a few sarees for special occasions like family get-togethers because there was no way I was going to wear such revealing blouses in front of elders and rest of the relatives.
The rest of them were still too many. Just imagining me going to Rafiq with one everyday would easily take me over three months not counting the weekends and other public holidays which would make it even longer.
I recollected the prank I pulled on Prakash last night and his reaction to it. Well now, it did not seem like such a bad idea to live it out for real. I wanted to see if it would have the same effect on Prakash like last night.
Thinking realistically, if two men were eager to make me happy then why say no and loose both. Especially after remembering what happened today morning with Prakash.
Just this thought made me cream between my legs. I removed my nighty and fingered myself to another explosive orgasm. So having made up my mind, I took my bath and got ready in another one of my regular sarees.
I carried yesterday’s altered blouse and petticoat with me just in case. I reached Rafiq’s place and saw another lady customer there. I quietly took a seat on the bench kept next to his counter waiting for my turn.
After the lady left, he locked the door and came to me. He pulled me in his arms and kissed my lips quickly. He asked “so how was yesterday? Did the surprise help”?
I blushed like I was his bride and only managed to nod yes. Rafiq said “since your answer is yes, then why are you not wearing the same saree today”?
I softly said “I have many more that need your special attention”. He grinned looking at me and said “yes I know, 95 more to be exact because I already altered one yesterday and you are wearing one today”.
I was surprised that he had the exact count of my sarees. I said “well not all of them because I have kept aside a few for family functions”. He asked “why not alter them too”? I said “I don’t think I can wear something like this in front of my relatives. What will people say”?
Rafiq got very irritated by my answer. He said “look around and see for yourself. How many older women are wearing blouses even more modern and aggressive than yours. And why would anyone complain when you have your husband’s full support”?
Rafiq’s words made perfect sense and Prakash supported me too. So why was I sweating it out over public reactions. I said “I am sorry Rafiq, no one explained it to me like you did. I will visit you at least another 95 times” followed by a naughty smile.