It was new place and we were not knowing any tailor. Also after coming to Bombay she had put on weight and her top portion had really swelled. Because...of this, she was not having any blouse of proper fitting. Any way, evening, we went to Mulund for purchase, and I saw a ladies tailor shop near Hanuman chowk. We went there and asked the master if he can stitch the blouse, on urgent basis. He initially hesitated, but then agreed. My wife gave the blouse, and said that she does not have. Arriving to the first corner I saw a tall girl standing there, dressed in a extreme short mini skirt and a top, with most of her beautiful boobs showing. I gave her a good luck and she made me a gesture indicating me to stop, but I continued. When I arrived home I was already regretting my stupid decision, but didn’t return. Had a quick dinner, took a shower and went in bed, were I wanked thinking off the beautiful stranger.Next afternoon, when everybody started leaving the office, I told my. The streetlights lit up her legs as we drove and I found my hand on them as it inched up under her skirt and I felt the heat of her crotch beneath my fingers as I traced her pussy lips through the panties, slight moans coming from her unconsciously as I found her clit and rubbed it. I watched my speed, not wanting to get pulled over and soon, as her moans increased from my fingering of her clit, we pulled into my driveway and I pushed the button on the garage door opener and pulled inside,. "I am good. Thanks for taking us to the mall." You're welcome," she replied as she backed out of our driveway and headed to the mall.It was then that I noticed Jen's younger brother in the backseat. He was too busy playing on his Gameboy to notice me. I looked over at Jen and mock gagged as I pointed to her brother. She giggled in response."I'm so glad we going to the mall. I can't wait to find a new suit," Jen said."Me too." I said.She told me about her trip as she we drove to the mall..