Message-ID: <32114asstr$998334601@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: swagato86@yahoo.co.uk (Swagato) X-Original-Message-ID: <34b04b3a.0108200850.7a6fe718@posting.google.com> Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit NNTP-Posting-Date: 20 Aug 2001 16:50:18 GMT Subject: {ASSM} Ladies' Tailor (Part-3) <*> Date: Mon, 20 Aug 2001 15:10:01 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, kelly NOTE:- 1. THIS STORY IS EXCLUSIVELY WRITTEN FOR FUN AND ENJOYMENT ONLY. I WISH TO PAY MY DUE RESPECTS TO EVERY COMMUNITY, SEX, RELIGION, PROFESSION AND DO NOT WISH TO OFFEND ANYBODY. 2. THE WORK IS FULLY COPYRIGHTED BY THE AUTHOR. PLEASE DO NOT POST OR PUBLISH IT ANYWHERE WITHOUT AUTHOR'S DUE PERMISSION. POSTING THIS IN ANY PAY SITE IS STRICTLY PROHIBITED. 3. THE STORY MAY CONTAIN SEXUAL DESCRIPTIONS OF EXPLICIT NATURE. IF YOU ARE BELOW THE AGE OF 18 OR FEEL OFFENDED BY WRITINGS OF THIS NATURE PLEASE DO NOT PROCEEED ANY FURTHER. Please write to me at swagato86@yahoo.co.uk I am eagerly waiting for readers' feedback. I firmly believe in blowjob principle of Celeste. Please get back to me. Swagato (Sorry, it's me, Aziz) ****************************************Ladies' Tailor : Part-3 ********************************************************* It was a summer afternoon. I was feeling very thirsty and asked for a glass of cold water from madam. I sat for a while on a chair just to cool myself. My assistant Pintu was standing next to my chair. "Ahhhhh......hhhhhhh.......hhhhhh......" I said. Hey ! Don't assume that some sexual prelude has started. Generally you read such Ahhhh.....s and Ohhhhh...s when a sexual encounter happens. But remember. I mean business first. That "Ahhhhh...." was just in response to quenching my thirst (for water I mean..) with cold water. "Is it an off-day for you ma'am ?" I asked. "Yeah, at last. After a week of very tiring work. How is it going for you ?" she asked in response. "Oh yeah, fine. Last week was hectic for me too. I got an order from the noted film actress ............She needed everything within a week." I said, without batting my eye-lid. I am honest in my business and I rarely tell lies, unless it is absolutely essential for my business. In this case, I had to tell a lie in my business interests. The truth was that I had no other ladies' tailoring work to do and was reading Hall and Steven's Geometry book, as I explained last time. "Really ?" madam's eyes were shining with curiosity when she heard the name of the famous film actress. I don't want to name the actress but she is no doubt very popular. "Are you sure you are talking of film actress ..........? You stitch blouses for her ! Do you ?" she wanted to verify everything from me in disbelief. "I did it for the first time. Our old master-da who used to do it for her, but now that his eyesight has become poor, he wanted me to take the order." I continued with my story. See, that's why I am a writer too. "Did he ? I can't just believe ! So, was she happy with your work ?" she asked. "Very much ! Actually, Master-da told me how to take measurements. I did that way and the fittings were just perfect in the first attempt." I kept on fabricating the story. "That's brilliant ! But tell me, is there any special style of taking measurents with Master-da ?" she asked with curiosity. "There is ! It's taken this way....Eh, Pintu ! Just take out the order book." I signalled him. Pintu brought out my order book. I had already sketched my measurement scheme before coming to madam's house. Since paper is a two-dimensional plane, what I had to draw was a "2-D projection of 3-D object, that is, breast." I had actually drawn a pair of breasts. For each of these, the circumference was segmented into several parts at an interval of 10 degrees and then radial lines were drawn upto the center. I was supposed to write down all the measurements on top of those radial lines. At the bottom of the page, I wrote a general note: ALL DIMENSIONS ARE NIPPLE-CENTRIC, UNLESS OTHERWISE STATED. Madam took the diagram from me. It was self-explanatory. So, I suppose madam understood everything. "Hmmm...! But....I mean....did you take measurements this way....for her ?" she clenched her teeth and was almost stammering. I felt that the imagination of the entire scene was making her hot. Unknowingly, her right hand was placed between her legs. "Yes, I did..." I couldn't tell more. Already I was telling plenty of lies. "Did she remove her...I mean... blouse and bra ?" she asked with a husky voice. "She did." Wow ! For how long do I have to continue with this film star story ? Hey Allah ! Just excuse me ! My cock was exerting tremendous pressures on my underpants as I started visualising what I was talking about the film star. "You...you ..joking ! " I could see her face turning red. "No ma'am. I thought she would be embarrassed. She just said, as long as it is a doctor or a tailor, she doesn't mind." "She told you that way. Did she ?" "Yes ma'am." I answered while pre-cum was already wetting my underpants. But, more than that, I wanted madam to agree to my measurements plan. The room was quiet for a while. None of us were talking. Then she broke the silence, "I think she was right in saying so !" she summarised. "Saying what ?" I asked in disbelief. "As long as it is a doctor or a tailor, one shouldn't mind." she repeated the actress' words, rather my own fabricated lies, put into hers. "If you wish, I can take measurements with your blouse on. There will be some errors though, say plus-or-minus 10 percent.." "If film actress ............, that is, my idol can do it, why can't I ?" "Would you ?" I wanted to confirm. My cock was throbbing in anticipation of the act. I don't know about Pintu's cock. I never asked him. "Yes......, get ready with your tapes and thread. Let me pull the window curtain fully, before I take those off..." she said. She made the room dark by pulling the curtains on. With the help of Pintu, I took out whatever we needed - the tape, the thread and a pair of breasts. Sorry, not the last one. The last one was still inside madam's blouse and bra, but she was getting ready there itself ! *************************Part-3 ends************************************************** Readers, Be very sure that I won't post Part-4, unless you want me to do so. I will assume that you don't read my stories or you don't like it, unless you write at least a single line to me at: swagato86@yahoo.co.uk It's me, Aziz. -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+