Masterji Seduced
It was November first week and I had a little less than two months to prepare for my Nanads marriage on first January. Clothes were the most important thing next to jeweler and as always I wanted to look in my ever best. I had bought six sarees and eight dresses and I was to visit the tailor for the blouses petticoats and the stitching of the dresses when one of my friend Rekha advice me to visit a particular tailor whom she always visited. I didn’t want to actually because I was always comfortable with mine regular one but Rekha persuaded me a lot and at last I agreed to get one blouse stitched from his shop and order the rest if I liked his work. She rang up the person and we finalized going there the next morning. All the sarees I bought were very costly ones but I selected one of them for getting done first. Rekha used to call him masterji and used to always praise him a lot. Next morning I drove to masterji’s shop accompanied by Rekha. It was a 10 min drive and we reached the building where the shop was. The shop was on the first floor a very moderate looking shop, There were some blouses hung outside and the main working room seemed to be inside. Two women came out from inside and left and masterji came out and politely asked us inside. We followed him inside one side was his workshop where two people were working on machines and the other side was masterji’s cabin. Inside were a very high table and a couple of chairs. We sat down and Rekha introduced me to him and told him of my requirements and I handed him the saree as the blouse piece was to be cut from it. Masterji was standing all the time and opened the saree and cut the blouse piece. I had carried an old blouse of mine for the measurement and handed it to masterji but he insisted on fresh measurement as the saree was very expensive and he wanted to give me satisfactory result as I had told him of the rest of the order. At first I didn’t agree but Rekha and masterji both insisted so I went ahead. He assured me that he would not require the measurements again for the rest of my order and as rekha was also there I didn’t think much and agreed, Masterji was a man somewhat around 45 or so , was more than seventy five percent bald. In spite of the age he had good looks and an athletic body with broad shoulders and a flat tummy. I stood up before him and he readied himself pulling out the tape he had hung around his neck. I knew I would have to bring down my pallu so I was a bit shy but there was one more reason why I was a bit nervous. The blouse I was wearing was very tight, somewhat two years old and that time I used a 34 size bra whereas now I had gained a bit of weight and using a 36. I had stuffed myself in that blouse and so it was an awkward situation for me. Nothing else could be done right away so as masterji directed I put down my saree pallu and he began by measuring my neck arms etc. He asked me about the neck and I showed him the style and depth and he wrote down my sizes and proceeded downwards. When they reached the measurements of my breasts and cups he asked me if the blouse was tight. I nodded saying yes and to check how tight it was he inserted one finger into the base. I was shocked but since it was his profession I didn’t mind, he seemed to be just doing his work. Then Masterji told me to open the lowest button as that way he could get the right measurement. I didn’t know how to refuse and because it was a tight blouse and I wasn’t wearing a bra underneath. I was confused as the blouse had buttons in front and so i called Rekha to one side and told her of my situation. She assured me to not to worry and she stood along with me as I opened the lowest button. The upper part and cups were also very tight and I didn’t want to spoil the fitting of the blouse so I just told masterji that the new blouse should be a bit loose than this . To check he again inserted a finger over my breast and ran it up to my cleavage. Then masterji put his tape around to measure the diameter and when his tape was on my breasts he asked me size of my bra. I shyly replied 36 to which he said that there was a problem as the blouse I was wearing was too tight and he requested me to turn around and open all the blouse buttons as that way he could get the perfect measurement . I felt a bit shy but went ahead and turned away from him and opened all the buttons . He came behind me and asked me raise my hands up and put his tape around me over my breasts . Then the tape tightened and he said ok madam , you may put your buttons back . Just then I realized that I was standing in front of a mirror and my raised hands had pulled both sides of the blouse upwards exposing the whole valley in between my boobs and masterji got a good free show. My heartbeats increased as I stuffed back both my breasts one by one into that tight blouse and as I buttoned up I noticed masterji stealing glances from the mirror. I had unknowingly showed my breasts to him. He asked me to come over the next day for a trial and we left Next day I went there alone and it was afternoon time when I reached. Masterji as usual welcomed me politely and handed me over a half stitched blouse. He said it was just to check the measurements and the final stitching would be done if it was fitting ok. I looked for the changing room and he showed me to it . Just as I was about to enter he told me not to wear my bra inside as it was a bra-less blouse. I didn’t like the idea of going without a bra to a marriage so I told masterji that I didn’t want such a design and even my husband wouldn’t approve it. He took the blouse and showed me a bra stitched inside the blouse along with the cups and straps. I got relaxed and went in to change. After wearing it I found no hooks or buttons in it and so I called for masterji from inside and told him the fitting was ok. He asked me to come out as he wanted to check it for himself.