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Have read many stories in the old xossip site. Thought of posting this story now only.
This story is based on a real incident, which was narrated to me almost a decade ago by a chat friend.Since she has moved on and migrated to another country and it is more than 16-17 years since it happened thought of sharing it here in the form of a story.Although most of it is real have made the necessary changes and spice to make it more appealing.Names and places have been changed.The story will be told as 'narrated by the main characteer'.For all practical reasons consider this as FICTION only.
My name is Vani. I am 30 years old,5feet3inches tall,petite and look very attractive for my age. I was working in a reputed private bank for the past 6 years and my husband Rajiv and I lead a happy contended life. I look quite sexy for my age and receive a fair share of male attention at the bank everyday. Opportunistic male eyes wander over my body shamelessly under the pretext of being overly friendly. Since I come from a small town, i never used to wear western dresses and even after getting employed in the bank i preferred ethnic dresses like saree, salwar suits and churidhars.But since my husband was a businessman and we had to attend Hi-society parties i had a good collection of designer sarees and latest fashion salwar suits. My favourite being chiffon,organza, georgette and cotton sarees.I used to go to the gym and kept my body fit.Also my husband was very particular that I should visit the parlour regularly and i had to get my blouses stitched in the latest fashion at the most famous tailoring shop in this big city.Hence most of the blouses i used to wear had a wide neck and low cut at the back.Of course i wore the more daring ones to parties and the others to the bank.This had its share of nuisance also in the form of ogles and stares from my coworkers and even the present manager whom I disliked for his overtures.
By now, I am used to those bulging eyes peeping at my exposed back or my belly through the saree pallu when I turn or lift my arms to fetch a file from the top rack of the cabinet. My colleagues get an occasional bonus view when I wear my saree low hip! Also at my cleavage when I bend while wearing a low neck churidhar/salwar. I secretly enjoy their stares and am not really bother too much about it.Of course I never used to wear sleeveless dresses as it was very uncommon and considered improper in our society.
Rajiv runs his own export business and was quite contended with its moderate success until a couple of years back. He wanted to reach higher levels and wanted to tread into more daring ventures. He wanted to step into the chit-fund business with 3 of his friends. Ever since then he was not his original self. He looked like he was permanently stressed out and was consistently working extra hours and was his time with me was getting progressively shorter. One fine evening last week, he came home urgently and hugged me quickly, while his thoughtful eyes were gazing somewhere at the corner of the roof.
Sensing something is not right, I asked Rajiv what’s the matter. He brought back a bunch of documents and with an utmost serious face he explained that he needed one more partner to complete his new chit-funds deal and that he needed my signature for that. I didn’t take it too serious and signed those bonds and he was quite relieved for the next few days. The next few days were quite normal. Last week, he told me that he had to go to Bombay to meet with a few people for regarding his chit-fund business and assured me that he would be back in the weekend . I wasn’t too worried about it because he does these impromptu trips quite a lot these days and he looked quite cheerful when he started from home.
A week went by. think it was on the Saturday around 3pm,I was sitting on the sofa watching TV when the telephone rang. I picked up to hear Rajiv’s distressed voice. “Forgive me Vani, I failed to mention to you before. The people that I was teaming up with ended up being crooks and took off with our money! I am on the run now, as the angry customers of the chit-fund are now searching for us. You should escape too. Contact advocate Murthy and he is y(our) only help and hope now."
”‘Click’, the line went dead. I was looking at the ceiling confused. I couldn’t believe what was transpiring before me.
Murthy was Rajiv's lawyer and me had met him at a party.He is known as an efficient but a greedy lawyer.and also had noticed him ogling at several women including
ne. Somehow me didnt like him.But now had to call him as Rajiv had said so and also he must be knowing abt this whole matter better.,Still mesmerised with the previous telephone call from Rajiv, my fingers automatically dialled Murthy’s number. I was told by a rough male voice from his assistant that Murthy is currently very busy with a client and would call me back when he is through.
I was waiting on the sofa for Murthy to call back. I was so tensed and excited that I lay back on the sofa and closed my eyes in an attempt to relax. I slept off on my sofa for what must have been a few hours as I woke up to the doorbell ringing persistently. I was dressed in my black and red cotton saree with white print patterns. When I was dressing myself up in the morning, I took narrow pleats of my pallu in the Airhostess style across my shoulder in a thin line. The blouse was a matching matte black 2-inch blouse.(that is the back portion of the blouse was a thin strap of width of 2inches). The tight fitting blouse was made of thin cotton material and hence moderately transparent.was also wearing black chokers on my neck and hanging black earpins,and a pair of red strappy sandals.My hair was neatly coiffed up in a nice bun using a black hairband.
I woke up to find my narrow pallu has completely drifted aside as I was lying on the sofa due to the breeze from the fan above me and I was putting up a grand show as my deep sexy navel and my left boob encased in my tight black 2-inch blouse were all seen vividly. As the sofa was facing the window next to our main door, the man standing at the window was intensely staring at my exposed midriff. I forgot to close the window in the afternoon. I was confused and quickly pulled up my pallu to cover my boobs and navel and focused at the window to realise that the person standing there was a police constble. The door ball rang once more annoyingly. I ran to the door still confused and opened the door. The moment I released the latch, the door was pushed with a force and there were people rushing in. There was an officer and 2 female constables and 2 male constables, all looking furious.
The Officer barked, “Geetha, Hold her tight. She might escape, just like her husband did.”
And the Constable named Geetha answered “yes sir”
She and her other female colleague rushed to my side and they gripped my hands one per side. I was struggling to get away demanding the officer to know what was happening. As I was struggling to get away my pallu gave way exposing three quarters of my midriff with my hands pinned behind me so tightly, my boobs were jutting out forward obscenely.
The 2 male constables were thoroughly enjoying the show I was putting up.
The lady named Geetha was loosing patience apparently with my struggling.
She tightened her grip and I screamed. “Stop screaming bitch” she yelled at me. She was standing at my left. So, she placed her rough free hand on my fair shapely hip and pinched me so hard that I squealed in pain.
The male constables were having a good time as both were leering at my exposed soft hip turning red at the area pinched. Geetha inched her fingers towards my navel and poked me hard there.
As I gasped she inserted her index finger inside my navel and shoved it in deeply.
As she continued to poke my navel she said “Stop screaming bitch, if not the next thing poked will be your mouth and it won’t be my finger that’s poking!”
I stopped my squeal and looked at them meekly as the other constable placed her free hand on my shapely butts over the saree and caressed them a little while before pushing me forward saying
“Lets move now.”
The officer told the constbles to search my place for any evidences while they take me to the jeep. With Geetha still fingering my belly I was pushed to the jeep with the rough hand of the other female constable pushing me by my butts all the way out of the house towards the jeep. The people next doors crowded to see the commotion and I was eaten alive by shame as my neighbours men and women alike were gawking at me. The men were getting unhindered view of my fair deep belly being caressed by Geetha’s dark strong hands as I was pushed into the jeep. I was sobbing uncontrollably.
Could see the officer and the 2 male constables,also coming behind us with stacks of Rajeev's business files with them.Soon me was made to sit tightpacked in the back side seat of the vehicle.with the 2 male constbles on either side of me.On the opposite side seat sat the 2 female constbles .The officer who was seated on the
front seat alongside the other constable who was driving the vehicle, turned back towards me and said,
"Actually we had been informed that your husband had absconded with the money and so we were doubtful that you too would have escaped.But it seems we are
luky to have got u and so sooner or later we will get Rajiv also."
It was really discomforting sitting in between 2 ruffian looking males in khaki on the narrow back seat.Due to all this commotion me had not thought off/bothered to unpleat my saree pallu and cover my exposed fleshy upper back.i was thinking whether to do so,since the 2 male constables have not noticed it yet inside the dim interior of the vehicle when suddenly me felt a rough caress on my bare back.
It was the constable sitting on my right who was having his palm on my back.He was now feeling the 2 inch cross piece of the blouse
and also attempting to put his finger inside the side strip of the blouse .me winced and turning my face toward him expressing my displeasure said
," Please stop this nonsense".
He seemed initially taken aback,but Geetha who was seeing all this uttered,
'Shut up ,you $$$$'
The other lady constable whose name was Meena laughed at me. Somehow there was no further trouble from him for the rest of the journey.
While travelling in the jeep my thoughts went back to the days morning. I was expecting Rajiv to return home that evening.The saree I was wearing now was a gift from him a few weeks back.But was not able to wear it due to the delay in getting the blouse stitched . This was the first time i was wearing that saree.Normally my sexy blouses are reserved for parties and other function but thought of wearing it to the bank today, since it was a Saturday and the bank will close at noon.My lady colleagues was really impressed by the saree.and most said i was looking gorgeous Also didn't remove the saree even after reaching home thought it will be a pleasant surprise for Rajiv when he comes in the evening.But it was not to be like that.Was suddenly awakened from my thoughts when the jeep jerked over a bump and stopped in front of a double storied building
Although it was now quite dark, could see that the building was in a isolated location as the lights from the nearest houses seemed some distance
away.I tried to look at my watch which was then only i realised that I had removed it after returning from the bank!
Now the male constable who had caressed my back jumped out and opened the back door of the vehicle.The 2 women also stepped out and Geetha
caught hold of my right hand and pulled me out. Simultaneously me was pushed on the butts by the other male constble who was still seated beside me inside.
I just avoided falling on the ground.The officer who was seated in the front had also come to the back of the vehicle where we were all standing.
He ordered,"Take her inside".
Without hesitation I meekly started walking towards the building and also seeing this as an opportunity with my right hand casually started to unpleat the lower end of my saree pallu and tried to put it around my butts and over the right shoulder so that my back would be covered.
But the officer who was standing aside me noticed this and using the wooden rod in his hands pulled the saree pallu down to its original position
and mockingly said,
"Vani,No need to cover up now as you will need a lot of 'Covering up' once you are inside!!!.
Me was shocked by his words and action.
This story is based on a real incident, which was narrated to me almost a decade ago by a chat friend.Since she has moved on and migrated to another country and it is more than 16-17 years since it happened thought of sharing it here in the form of a story.Although most of it is real have made the necessary changes and spice to make it more appealing.Names and places have been changed.The story will be told as 'narrated by the main characteer'.For all practical reasons consider this as FICTION only.
My name is Vani. I am 30 years old,5feet3inches tall,petite and look very attractive for my age. I was working in a reputed private bank for the past 6 years and my husband Rajiv and I lead a happy contended life. I look quite sexy for my age and receive a fair share of male attention at the bank everyday. Opportunistic male eyes wander over my body shamelessly under the pretext of being overly friendly. Since I come from a small town, i never used to wear western dresses and even after getting employed in the bank i preferred ethnic dresses like saree, salwar suits and churidhars.But since my husband was a businessman and we had to attend Hi-society parties i had a good collection of designer sarees and latest fashion salwar suits. My favourite being chiffon,organza, georgette and cotton sarees.I used to go to the gym and kept my body fit.Also my husband was very particular that I should visit the parlour regularly and i had to get my blouses stitched in the latest fashion at the most famous tailoring shop in this big city.Hence most of the blouses i used to wear had a wide neck and low cut at the back.Of course i wore the more daring ones to parties and the others to the bank.This had its share of nuisance also in the form of ogles and stares from my coworkers and even the present manager whom I disliked for his overtures.
By now, I am used to those bulging eyes peeping at my exposed back or my belly through the saree pallu when I turn or lift my arms to fetch a file from the top rack of the cabinet. My colleagues get an occasional bonus view when I wear my saree low hip! Also at my cleavage when I bend while wearing a low neck churidhar/salwar. I secretly enjoy their stares and am not really bother too much about it.Of course I never used to wear sleeveless dresses as it was very uncommon and considered improper in our society.
Rajiv runs his own export business and was quite contended with its moderate success until a couple of years back. He wanted to reach higher levels and wanted to tread into more daring ventures. He wanted to step into the chit-fund business with 3 of his friends. Ever since then he was not his original self. He looked like he was permanently stressed out and was consistently working extra hours and was his time with me was getting progressively shorter. One fine evening last week, he came home urgently and hugged me quickly, while his thoughtful eyes were gazing somewhere at the corner of the roof.
Sensing something is not right, I asked Rajiv what’s the matter. He brought back a bunch of documents and with an utmost serious face he explained that he needed one more partner to complete his new chit-funds deal and that he needed my signature for that. I didn’t take it too serious and signed those bonds and he was quite relieved for the next few days. The next few days were quite normal. Last week, he told me that he had to go to Bombay to meet with a few people for regarding his chit-fund business and assured me that he would be back in the weekend . I wasn’t too worried about it because he does these impromptu trips quite a lot these days and he looked quite cheerful when he started from home.
A week went by. think it was on the Saturday around 3pm,I was sitting on the sofa watching TV when the telephone rang. I picked up to hear Rajiv’s distressed voice. “Forgive me Vani, I failed to mention to you before. The people that I was teaming up with ended up being crooks and took off with our money! I am on the run now, as the angry customers of the chit-fund are now searching for us. You should escape too. Contact advocate Murthy and he is y(our) only help and hope now."
”‘Click’, the line went dead. I was looking at the ceiling confused. I couldn’t believe what was transpiring before me.
Murthy was Rajiv's lawyer and me had met him at a party.He is known as an efficient but a greedy lawyer.and also had noticed him ogling at several women including
ne. Somehow me didnt like him.But now had to call him as Rajiv had said so and also he must be knowing abt this whole matter better.,Still mesmerised with the previous telephone call from Rajiv, my fingers automatically dialled Murthy’s number. I was told by a rough male voice from his assistant that Murthy is currently very busy with a client and would call me back when he is through.
I was waiting on the sofa for Murthy to call back. I was so tensed and excited that I lay back on the sofa and closed my eyes in an attempt to relax. I slept off on my sofa for what must have been a few hours as I woke up to the doorbell ringing persistently. I was dressed in my black and red cotton saree with white print patterns. When I was dressing myself up in the morning, I took narrow pleats of my pallu in the Airhostess style across my shoulder in a thin line. The blouse was a matching matte black 2-inch blouse.(that is the back portion of the blouse was a thin strap of width of 2inches). The tight fitting blouse was made of thin cotton material and hence moderately transparent.was also wearing black chokers on my neck and hanging black earpins,and a pair of red strappy sandals.My hair was neatly coiffed up in a nice bun using a black hairband.
I woke up to find my narrow pallu has completely drifted aside as I was lying on the sofa due to the breeze from the fan above me and I was putting up a grand show as my deep sexy navel and my left boob encased in my tight black 2-inch blouse were all seen vividly. As the sofa was facing the window next to our main door, the man standing at the window was intensely staring at my exposed midriff. I forgot to close the window in the afternoon. I was confused and quickly pulled up my pallu to cover my boobs and navel and focused at the window to realise that the person standing there was a police constble. The door ball rang once more annoyingly. I ran to the door still confused and opened the door. The moment I released the latch, the door was pushed with a force and there were people rushing in. There was an officer and 2 female constables and 2 male constables, all looking furious.
The Officer barked, “Geetha, Hold her tight. She might escape, just like her husband did.”
And the Constable named Geetha answered “yes sir”
She and her other female colleague rushed to my side and they gripped my hands one per side. I was struggling to get away demanding the officer to know what was happening. As I was struggling to get away my pallu gave way exposing three quarters of my midriff with my hands pinned behind me so tightly, my boobs were jutting out forward obscenely.
The 2 male constables were thoroughly enjoying the show I was putting up.
The lady named Geetha was loosing patience apparently with my struggling.
She tightened her grip and I screamed. “Stop screaming bitch” she yelled at me. She was standing at my left. So, she placed her rough free hand on my fair shapely hip and pinched me so hard that I squealed in pain.
The male constables were having a good time as both were leering at my exposed soft hip turning red at the area pinched. Geetha inched her fingers towards my navel and poked me hard there.
As I gasped she inserted her index finger inside my navel and shoved it in deeply.
As she continued to poke my navel she said “Stop screaming bitch, if not the next thing poked will be your mouth and it won’t be my finger that’s poking!”
I stopped my squeal and looked at them meekly as the other constable placed her free hand on my shapely butts over the saree and caressed them a little while before pushing me forward saying
“Lets move now.”
The officer told the constbles to search my place for any evidences while they take me to the jeep. With Geetha still fingering my belly I was pushed to the jeep with the rough hand of the other female constable pushing me by my butts all the way out of the house towards the jeep. The people next doors crowded to see the commotion and I was eaten alive by shame as my neighbours men and women alike were gawking at me. The men were getting unhindered view of my fair deep belly being caressed by Geetha’s dark strong hands as I was pushed into the jeep. I was sobbing uncontrollably.
Could see the officer and the 2 male constables,also coming behind us with stacks of Rajeev's business files with them.Soon me was made to sit tightpacked in the back side seat of the vehicle.with the 2 male constbles on either side of me.On the opposite side seat sat the 2 female constbles .The officer who was seated on the
front seat alongside the other constable who was driving the vehicle, turned back towards me and said,
"Actually we had been informed that your husband had absconded with the money and so we were doubtful that you too would have escaped.But it seems we are
luky to have got u and so sooner or later we will get Rajiv also."
It was really discomforting sitting in between 2 ruffian looking males in khaki on the narrow back seat.Due to all this commotion me had not thought off/bothered to unpleat my saree pallu and cover my exposed fleshy upper back.i was thinking whether to do so,since the 2 male constables have not noticed it yet inside the dim interior of the vehicle when suddenly me felt a rough caress on my bare back.
It was the constable sitting on my right who was having his palm on my back.He was now feeling the 2 inch cross piece of the blouse
and also attempting to put his finger inside the side strip of the blouse .me winced and turning my face toward him expressing my displeasure said
," Please stop this nonsense".
He seemed initially taken aback,but Geetha who was seeing all this uttered,
'Shut up ,you $$$$'
The other lady constable whose name was Meena laughed at me. Somehow there was no further trouble from him for the rest of the journey.
While travelling in the jeep my thoughts went back to the days morning. I was expecting Rajiv to return home that evening.The saree I was wearing now was a gift from him a few weeks back.But was not able to wear it due to the delay in getting the blouse stitched . This was the first time i was wearing that saree.Normally my sexy blouses are reserved for parties and other function but thought of wearing it to the bank today, since it was a Saturday and the bank will close at noon.My lady colleagues was really impressed by the saree.and most said i was looking gorgeous Also didn't remove the saree even after reaching home thought it will be a pleasant surprise for Rajiv when he comes in the evening.But it was not to be like that.Was suddenly awakened from my thoughts when the jeep jerked over a bump and stopped in front of a double storied building
Although it was now quite dark, could see that the building was in a isolated location as the lights from the nearest houses seemed some distance
away.I tried to look at my watch which was then only i realised that I had removed it after returning from the bank!
Now the male constable who had caressed my back jumped out and opened the back door of the vehicle.The 2 women also stepped out and Geetha
caught hold of my right hand and pulled me out. Simultaneously me was pushed on the butts by the other male constble who was still seated beside me inside.
I just avoided falling on the ground.The officer who was seated in the front had also come to the back of the vehicle where we were all standing.
He ordered,"Take her inside".
Without hesitation I meekly started walking towards the building and also seeing this as an opportunity with my right hand casually started to unpleat the lower end of my saree pallu and tried to put it around my butts and over the right shoulder so that my back would be covered.
But the officer who was standing aside me noticed this and using the wooden rod in his hands pulled the saree pallu down to its original position
and mockingly said,
"Vani,No need to cover up now as you will need a lot of 'Covering up' once you are inside!!!.
Me was shocked by his words and action.
