Chapter 8 by splotch

What's next?

Growing insecurity.

Now that her husband's friends were finally gone, Jaya shouted at her husband.

"Do you have any idea how humiliating that was?" She shrieked. "You and your friends laughing at my tiny tits? They're gonna tell everyone I'm flat as a board!"

Her husband had no response. He knew he had messed up. Jaya stomped off to get dressed, her sexy anniversary plans obviously ruined. As she slammed the bedroom door, her husband knew he was sleeping on the couch.

She'd maybe always been a little insecure about her small breasts, but since she'd gotten married she'd mostly put that behind her. Sure, she still wore the padded bra, but she didn't think about it as much as when she was younger. Now though, hearing men who'd seen her naked, and her own husband, comment on and on about how small they were, she felt INCREDIBLY insecure about her chest. Was this why her husband had been so distant during sex lately? Was he wishing she had bigger tits? The thought was mortifying!

That wasn't all that was mortifying. Hassan and Amir, in addition to being thoughtless jerks, had big mouths. She was sure they were telling everyone about what had happened, about her small breasts. The thought kept her up until late in the night with growing dread...