Priya woke up the next morning with her pussy still tingling from Ramesh’s thick fingers. She touched herself lightly under the blanket and found her cunt lips swollen and wet again. Her husband Amit had already left for the bank without even a morning kiss. Priya stood naked in front of the mirror, her big 36D boobs hanging heavy and full. The red bite marks around her nipples from last night made her horny all over again.

She chose her clothes carefully — a light pink formal shirt that was tighter than usual and a short black skirt that ended above her knees. She wore a thin white lace bra that barely held her juicy boobs. Two top buttons were left open on purpose, showing deep cleavage. Deep inside, Priya knew she was dressing like a slut for her driver.