Note: This is continuation of the Marrying a Conservative Girl Part 2.Its based on true story. I am trying to make it exciting and sensual. Again it’s a slow build but this is many times more adventurous than the 2nd part.

After few minutes I saw Angela coming to the front and behind her my wife, the moment I saw her full body, I was shocked.

My hard on was back and my imagination was travelling at light speed.

She was standing with 4 models, all of whom were having big boobs, big ass, full muscled and toned figure wearing the transparent, skimpy bikinis and Alia was wearing one of the red bikinis with same material, half of the boobs were popping out from both the sides. It could hardly contain her breasts. The nipples were clearly embedded on the material. It was all strings. Only the triangle was there to hide the forbidden areas.

The lowers triangle was also very small and I could see her clean shaved bare front part of pussy. The strings were very thin and they were tied high on her hips giving a clean view of her curvy body.

Her impression of nipples could be seen from miles and her makeup done with full red lipstick and black mascara in eyes. She had put a very thick coat of sun cream, which is why her skin looked oily.

She was feeling shy and was hiding behind them and watching, after some time became used to in her skin and also started giving pamphlets to people.

Angela told her about the promotion, what is to be done and what to be said to people and sent her in front for her to interact with crowd.

I would add here that after I left her in Bangladesh for some time, she worked on her English and the result was really appreciating. Nonetheless saw boys and men started lining up to know what she has to say.

I was supper excited when I saw a man of around 35 years, wearing a Speedo standing next to her and she was talking to him and they were smiling.

I took my phone and caught the moment on my phone. Then I started recording her. She was on fire. She looked ultra-sexy.

Angela came to her and said her to pose properly when they take photos. She showed her the poses for camera and full portrait (when a friend from a group takes picture and other catches the model for the shot).

Then she started posing and enjoying with them with loud laughs and hugging among the models. All the people thought she is some special exotic model from different ethnicity and with different figure and with so many jewelleries brought for promotion. She was a total hit at the beach and became a crowd puller.

My wife after an hour looked like she was doing this for a long time and after 3 hours of this camp, she became pro at this.

Moreover after our 3 days and especially today, she became tan and her skin started becoming golden brown instead of milky white.

She came to me and said we are done and we have to move towards the room. I agreed, I was not of much help to the campaign because of my hard on and my wife, who was source of that hard on. She just smiled and told she would see what we can do about it once we get back to the room.

We started going back before she went back to change. I told her everyone has already seen you like this then why bother.

She said ok and we started back to hotel, after she took her clothes in a bag and said bye for now to our model friends. As she walked her boobs bounced in the small tight bikini. It was a tough job for the top to contain such voluptuous boobs in place and hiding her nipples.

Now I was in awe, I was speechless. She was doing all the talking about the people and girls and how lucky she was and how everyone was appreciating her.

She was thanking me and repeating- I love you, we were in middle of the hotel reception& lobby when she said I love you again and I didn’t responded back since I was imagining her standing nude in the main lobby.

She stopped and held my hand. She became worried and asked me standing in the middle of the lobby in her skimpy suit that is I angry with her.

Then I realized that my reaction may become a spoiler. I dragged myself out of me and tried to focus.

I said, baby how can I be angry with such a great wife, I am so lucky to have you as my wife. And yesterday I was wishing that you become this bold and now when you are trying so hard to become what I was wishing for, how can I become upset.

Then suddenly my mind took control of me again and I said, even if you stand nude in this lobby with everyone around, that won’t make me angry.

I couldn’t believe what I just said. I looked at her for the reaction but she was ok and she said, she can’t do that because she is not a bad character women (According to her upbringing, nude in public is hallmark of sluts and prostitutes, kind of lowlife of Bangladeshi societies).

Also she said that her body is not like the other models and she has fat all around her. I rubbished her and laughed at her and told her that there nothing wrong with your body but you can work on your fitness.

She agreed. In the mean time I realized that we were standing at a crowded reception on Friday evening where guests were flocking in to check in.

Most of them dressed in their travel clothes and my traditional Bangladeshi wife wearing only her rosy red, smallish string bikini with fully glistening tanned body and most importantly and intriguingly without any amount of shyness and doubt.

I got scared as people around us were watching us as we were standing locked in an embrace. I took her in the lift which was full and somehow she drifted in between 4 guys.

They greeted her as, Hey babes and she replied as hi without any hesitation.

I thought she may not be realizing what taboo boundaries she is crossing with every minute of these days. Or maybe she is fully aware.

Because of her branded bikini which highlighted the bikini competition add, I thought everyone in lobby and lift were thinking that she is a model who has hunted her prey and now she is taking him to his room for some fuck session or vice-versa.

Whatever they thought we entered in the room at around 5.30 pm and she started her favorite topic of Gym and exercise. She said that we have to reach the gym at 6.30 pm as promised.

I agreed and we freshened up, I called for some juices and we went to hotel gym.

For Gym she again wore her tank top and shorts and said that she needs to buy new one as she only have 1 set of this dress.

I saw change in her attitude and knew the company of models and her adventurous volunteering worked on her.

There in gym we met Angela again, my wife was surprised and amazed to learn that Angela was a fulltime fitness instructor and was giving body building coaching to many new amateur females in the body building circuit and also to some elite customers.

She has also planned to open a gym, for which she has accumulated some funds and charted out some plans.

My wife got very impressed with this woman and suddenly had so much of respect for her.

Back in Bangladesh, women can’t even go to work without the worry being discriminated, eve-teased. But here a woman has planned to open her own business with her capability and passion.

Angela took my wife for regular Body and weight measurement and other related tests and after seeing the excitement of Alia, she asked both of us to listen to her brief report of all the tests.

She said that, it’s very rare that people like Alia with such body and physique and given background come here, she said if given proper training Alia can become very fit and healthy.

She stopped for a moment and asked if she can suggest something? Alia said that Angela can speak the truth and she believes in her and she will take her words seriously and positively.

Alia thought probably there is a problem with her body and she started worrying. I took my wife’s hand and asked Angela what is in her mind.

Angela smiled and said let me propose you something and request you to listen it 1stand then react. We both agreed anxiously.

Angela continued and said that Alia as she earlier said is very-very rare because of her body, her looks, her color, her traditions etc.

She can become a world class model for many fashion giants, I started to say when Angela took my hand and squeezed to stop me.

She again said that she is a model and knows how the industry works and what they want. Also if I will train her, she can be at top of her physique in next 4 to 5 months.

Most importantly Alia has good assets (my wife didn’t understand then), so Angela said to her that, Alia you have a great shape, your boobs are very prominent and attention seeking and your ass is a killer, big and round (Alia was full red by now with shyness) which is a great combination and is very rare in oriental women.

Also I want Alia to enter in FBB (female body building) competition and I will train her personally and I can guarantee she is a winner, she can try it there.

(Nobody ever in her life had this much confidence on her, for which she was surprised and also very happy). Moreover she can earn millions if everything goes well in short span of 1 year.

We both stared with blank expression. She stared at us back and asked, what say!

I looked at Angela and then at Alia and then at Angela and told It’s tough to believe this.

My wife also said that this is even far from reality and it is impossible to think of me as model, she added that, what her family will think of her, she can’t be a model.

Then she said that being a female body builder for a Bangladeshi wife is like dreaming with eyes open.

Then she said to Angela that how can you even say that, how can you guarantee that I am a winner.

Angela with all her beauty and confidence replied that she can prove it.

Me and my wife said in a single tone, HOW?

Then she said, Miss Alia, if you want a proof, that you are a winner then you have to participate in tomorrow’s bikini competition and I am sure you will win( I saw her fingers were crossed while saying this).

Now if you win then I don’t have to say anything further to prove my point that you are born to rule the world.

Also you get 30 thousand dollars and a contract with the bikini brand for a year and if you lose, which is most uncertain then I will train you for a year at one of the Gym back in (New York) city for Free and will never ask you for any modeling job etc.

We both were astonished, we didn’t have any answer, and there were so many shocks at once. 1st shock for my shy conservative wife was to participate in bikini competition.

2nd was the 30000 dollars which is a very big amount and 3rd was the modeling contract with the Malibu Strings (my wife as a bikini model) and then getting training for body building and participating body building competition.

This is too much for me. Even my perverted mind can’t comprehend the taboo and impossibilities which seemed possible, I don’t know why!!!

It was too much tension in the room, I was bombarded by mixture of emotions and Alia too was fully flushed.

We have nothing to speak about. I just couldn’t think anything other than my wife wearing a bikini standing on a big stage with a rapper back side.

Somehow she can’t walk ahead in my imagination; also her body was very unclear as if I am seeing from very far. We just stood up and came out of gym and back to our room without saying BYE to Angela.

We couldn’t speak to each other as well. She came in the room and slept on the bed facing away from my side. I went in the balcony and sat on a lounge chair and closed my eyes.

I was woken up by a phone ring kept near bed.

I went inside the room to pick up but it stopped ringing. I saw the clock. It was 12 in the night.

My wife when I checked was in washroom looks like she also felt asleep and just woke up.

I thought I had a dream of all that happened during the day and was expecting my wife to come out side in her daily normal attire which she wears in Bangladesh or the 2ndpossibility which I thought was that everything was true and not a dream.

Toilet door opened, my gut was very dry, and I wanted all to be a dream.

I saw my wife coming out in a salwar suit and dint looked at me, just slept next to me on bed. I was lying on the bed while waiting.

I thought of asking her about the day but I thought let it slip, may be it all is really a dream. I got up in the morning with a tea on the table and a beautiful smiling wife sitting next to me in a very beautiful saree.

She asked me to be ready for breakfast. While having breakfast in our balcony, she said that everything that happened yesterday was an unintentional mistake by us and she was happy that I didn’t push her for that. I was slightly happy and sad too.

I thought at least we are back to normalcy.

I wasn’t saying much, we finished our Breakfast and decided to go for a market visit nearby only. She left in the same beautiful saree and me in my shorts and shirt.

When I thought let’s leave my voyeuristic dream of making my wife bold, confident and free minded and think of something else more suited for regular Bangladeshi family, we met with a twist again in the form of Angela in the lobby.

We were early today at around 8.30 am and she was all dressed in her cotton and gauzy sun dress sitting anxiously.

She looked at us and stood up and ran towards us. We stopped and didn’t say anything. She came in hurriedly and said good morning and said she was so nervous last night after we left.

Also she didn’t mean to hurt our feelings by anything and she considered Alia as a friend and just gave a suggestion.

She didn’t know that the culture difference is so much and we can take this thing offensively. She pleaded with a most genuine sorry face I have ever seen and my wife took her hand and took her to lounge chairs and we all sat.

My wife said that, instead of Angela being sorry, it is we both who should be sorry for being rude.

She added, moreover I did not took any offence and was speechless last night. She said that she is very thankful for Angela’s friendship and will always be because it’s for Angela that my wife has become so much confident and bold.

Angela and Alia stood up and hugged each other.

Angela said sorry and Alia also said sorry to her as well, then Angela said that even if she is not participating in any competition or interested in modeling then also she will give Alia, fitness training.

She said she doesn’t want because of all this miss-conception she will have a negative thought about exercising and training as she was so excited about Gym and exercising.

Alia hugged her with great excitement and started saying tons of Thank You.

My wife looked at me as if to ask me to thank Angela and with a little happiness I also said thanks to her.

Then Angela asked us to rethink about our decision and don’t let the opportunity go. My wife said, thank you for the opportunity but I am very scared.

Listening to this Angela took her hand and made her sit down next to her and told her that she has to face her fear and running away from things you are scared off is a coward act.

Also she said that she will take care of her and make sure Alia is comfortable all the time and whenever she thinks that things are getting very difficult, she can always look up to her and Angela will help her get out of the situation.

Then my wife asked something which was probably the 1st step towards the offer, she said that she doesn’t know anything about modeling and doesn’t have time to prepare for it, she is just not sure how to be a model.

Angela quickly replied that, she is her friend and it is her job to teach all this.

My wife said, but the competition is today and she can’t learn everything in few hours but Angela said don’t worry and it is up to her to make my wife learn all the required things.

Then Alia said that she doesn’t have anything to wear for the competitions for which Angela smiled and said that she have dozens of bikini to choose from.

My wife didn’t have any other reason but her utter shyness and the culture shock.

She looked at me while I was fully submerged in the discussion and went into my subconscious with a blank face.

There was a silence among us when suddenly I was electrocuted by my wife’s voice that “SHE WILL DO IT”.

Angela jumped and shouted that she will surely win the competition. Everyone started looking towards us which embarrassed both of us.

Angela took her hand and said if you are ready then we should go and start preparation for the competition.

My conservative Saree clad newly wedded wife who was covered today in head to toe with her traditional dress, who came for her honeymoon with her husband which was her 1st outing ever and that to at an American beach resort was going to prepare for a bikini competition.

I started walking behind them without much thinking like I was tied by a rope.

While entering in crowded area where the competition was to start in few hours all eyes were on my wife as everyone present were in their beach attires and very small bikinis, here was my wife in a shimmering saree with everyone wondering what is she doing here.

Angela took us to the registration counter to enroll my wife, the person who was from Malibu strings bikini saw my wife up and down and asked Angela what is this, Angela held his hand and said that she is a winner of your bikini competition and he will be sorry to let her go without using my wife’s talent.

The man named Jim (from his ID) shared a repo with Angela so he agreed with some apprehensions.

We went inside the back stage area where there was room designated for Angela.

Competition was to get underway at 2 PM so we only had around 5 hours. I was told to go outside as she needed to get ready and prepare as well. I came out when my wife came out of the room behind me to say that she is expecting all my support and that I am the only source of confidence in this strange and unknown world.

I smiled and kissed her on forehead and then on her lips while standing in the corridor where people were passing but she didn’t mind at all and reciprocated my action with a 20 second mouth to mouth kiss.

She was un-phased as a man passed us starring at her when we disengaged and she just smiled at him and looked at me for a quick hug and thank you.

Then she disappeared inside. This was told to me afterwards that what happened inside the room.

Alia afterwards told me that Angela asked her to get into robes. She then laid her down on the couch started removing all the unwanted hair from body parts, from face even hair b/w her ass cheeks also. Alia asked why do all this but Angela just said that, don’t take chance and it is always advisable to look clean like a baby.

After some time my wife was looking like a new born w/o any hair and had a bathrobe on. Next she was told that the competition has 3 rounds in which 1st is introduction, 2nd is just a cat walk and small jiggle here and there and third is final result round.

She said that because it was organized by Bikini brand so all models have to wear a different suit in 3 rounds, bikini was given the brand itself with so many choices.

Angela took my wife back to hotel spa where a full body tanning machine was available. My wife didn’t understand what it did but she just went ahead with fear inside the small box. After an hour she again came back to the competition area with Angela.

When she went inside to see the result she was surprised what happened to her body color. Angela called Jessica who was her friend to teach her the catwalk required.

Jessica was pro and a world famous bikini competitor. She tried to get her through the walk for 15 minutes and Alia responded positively but not to the satisfaction of a Professional.

Then Jessica explained her concept of being UNINHIBITED.

She told her that on stage she just needs to enjoy the crowd, comments and her body. My wife said how to do it. Jessica asked her, have you ever had sex in front of other people.

My surprised and felt it was a very derogatory question. Alia said a firm no. Jessica said ok don’t stress yourself, just give me the answers.
We are all ladies here. Jessica then asked her that has she ever been nude in public. Alia said never, that’s unthinkable for her.

Jessica laughed and said Alia darling, I don’t want you to do all these things but I want you to change your mind set. Seeing your responses I think that if I say that I want to stand nude on beach then you will think I am cheap women.

If I do or try to do sex in public place that you will think I am a whore. This is the attitude I want you to change.

Alia said why she needs to change her mentality towards whores. Jessica said, because they are not.

They are just expressing themselves. It’s their body, their right, who are you to think otherwise for them.

Alia was confused. Jessica looked at Angela and smiled.

Jessica said when you are out on stage you have to express yourself as openly and as uninhabited as possible but if you have set a limit in our mind that these things are sins then you will have no confidence to express yourself because you will think that what you are doing on stage is whorish and slutty.

Alia raised her eyebrow and said why I will think that.

Jessica said that when you open that big T-shirt on stage in front of the crowd, you have to act like a free slut which does not feel uncomfortable with her body.

This whore shouldn’t worry as to which part of her body can be seen by whom. You will listen to all the sexist comments and smile at them and feed on them, you will jiggle your breast and move your hips as demanded by crowd like a whore and if you think that the whores are sinners then I am sure you will only embarrass yourself and Angela too.

Alia was completely down and sadly looked at Angela.

Angela said that Alia, this is not what is told to each model but because the other models are groomed in an environment which makes them feel that bikini competition is like just another sport but because you come from some other place which I told to Jessica, so Jessica decided to tell you this so that you should not get morally conscious about what you are doing at stage.

This is a profession here in this part of the world and girls need to be fully free from this stigma to do justice with this competition.

Alia said that I am not a slut, Jessica interrupted and said no girl is a slut dear but you can act like a slut or whore because that feels good and if you feel good and confident of what you are doing you should try doing it. And trust me you won’t become one because you are not selling your body you are just making people appreciate it.
Alia said that she understands that she needs to free her mind and be comfortable in her skin.

Angela laughed and said, Alia most of the time you have be comfortable in your skin because you don’t have much or no clothes to wear while doing modeling.

Alia said I don’t know about it, my husband won’t be happy.

Jessica said, Dear Alia I can swear on my life that if you take part in this competition and become more free with your body, try to be bold in front of others in presence of your husband and maintain your fit body, he will worship you for your whole life.

Alia smiled to herself and said that she can be a slut or stand nude wherever they want but she can’t think of my husband like this.

She loves him and always will. Alia then added that if this competition will add more strength to their relationship that she is ready to try it.

Jessica then showed her one very sensuous catwalk which included all the breast movements and hip movements and boldness.

Alia was asked to repeat the same and Alia tried to do the same. After another hour she was ready for the walk and dance and postures.

Alia was taken given 3 bikinis for 3 rounds. Competition was about to start when Angela asked Alia to be nude in presence of Jessica.

Alia hesitated then Angela said that from now to the competition Alia was not to wear anything on her body.

Alia agreed thinking she needs to be confident and this will help her and moreover they were only 2 ladies who were now her friends. Alia became nude and for next 15 minutes she practiced her slut walk.

While Angela called make-up and hair stylist for Alia, 2 men entered in the room and Alia was stopped on her feet while she was in bending pose and her ass was facing the entry door.

Men entered in the room and hugged Angela and Jessica. Jessica held both men hands and stopped them from going to greet this new model.

Angela went to Alia and said don’t get scared. This is your moment to overcome you fear of nudity. Alia was frozen in that pose and Angela pulled her up.

Alia not sure of what was happening if it was morally correct for her to stand naked in front of men who are fully strangers.

Angela said that these men are fully professional and they are here to do a job and she needs to show how tough she can be and if she can overcome all her emotions now, and then she is definitely today’s winner.

Alia controlled herself and closed her eyes when Jessica brought the men in front of Alia.

Alia shook her hand with a smile with them and they complemented her on her body and asked her about the style and make up she generally does.

They after briefing from Jessica behaved very professionally but very friendly and appreciative, which gave Alia some confidence.

Their eyes never wondered creating a doubt. After some talk, Duke started putting make up item on table and Alex asked Alia to stand still with her legs apart, giving her complete view of her pussy.
He surveyed her body briefly. Alia in her mind thought what if their family knew that she is standing in front of men fully naked and a man is surveying her full body in absence of her husband who has sent her to participate in modeling competition. In the meantime Alex brought his cream and started putting it on her body.

Interestingly this cream and many such layers were to be put on each and every part of her body. This was done by Alex himself. He started from chest moved to shoulders and then hands and then he gently took each breast in his hand and slowly applied cream on each of them one by one. Playing with them as if it was some toy.

Her boobs, nipples, hips, thighs, legs, belly, face arms etc. Alia was asked to put the cream on her pussy by herself. She realized that her nipples were fully erect and her pussy was soaking wet and it her cum was flowing on her thighs which was all covered in cream and it looked like a diamond bead so she asked Angela a towel.

Angela while handing over whispered in Alia’s ears about enjoying the sensation and said that don’t think that you are cheating your hubby coz you are not, unless you don’t have penetrative sex with a man, you are not a cheater.

She winked and added that try to be a slut which lets another man touch her body but don’t cheat your husband because cheating wife hurts husbands but slutty wife is always adored by her hubby.

Alia smiled lightly trying to think what it means in Bangladesh is a wife let a stranger touch her entire body in presence of others but in absence of his hubby.

She got a kick at this thought and realized she is touching the farthest moral boundaries of her culture so nonchalantly.

She got wet again and pushed a towel in hey pussy again. Alia took the cream and put the cream all around the lips of her pussy but Alex who was sitting on her knees and his face about feet away from her pussy asked her to put it inside her lips.

Now In one hand she was holding the cream bottle and the other was used to apply the cream so Angela came to rescue and stretched both her lips one by one to apply it inside the lips.

Actually after applying 3 layers of these creams, Alia’s full body was glistening, shinning and shimmering as the cream was giving a sparkle effect with small particles in it.

After seeing herself in a long mirror, Alia forgot that she is nervous or shy; she got excited and couldn’t think that the mirror was showing her body only.

She thanked Alex and Angela and Jessica in a breath. Duke said its time for hair and Alia happily sat in a chair without any apprehension and started looking at mirror while all 4 were standing behind her.

She was beaming. Duke in 5 minutes turned Alia’s hair into a mater piece. Then Alex did her makeup and asked Alia to close her eyes.

After 10 minutes, when Alia opened her eyes, she couldn’t believe herself. She was looking like Miss Universe. She was looking very beautiful. She stood up and hugged Alex. Jessica and Angela saw each other and passed a surprised smile.

The hug went up for 5 seconds. Angela came near her and said this they are trying to explain. Alia looked at her with doubt. Angela said when you hugged Alex, was it because you wanted to express your Joy and Appreciation or because you are a cheap whore.

Alia smiled back at Angela and said no I am not a cheap whore but I can be a classy slut and they both started laughing.

Angela said; please don’t ignore duke as he is as helpful. Alia wasted no time and stepped towards Duke and hugged him for few seconds with a big thank you. Angela and Jessica both were happy now.

They attacked Alia for a group hug and all 5 started laughing. Alex and Duke started to leave when Duke opened the door to corridor when Jessica asked something and he started replying keeping the door fully open.

Now since the competition was minutes away. Corridor was a rush. Alia stood there at the door without any problem even though people crossing were seeing her fully nude.

She was in her zone and didn’t mind her being seeing nude. While leaving just out of the door, Duke took Alia’s hand and pulled her for a ritual goodbye kiss on cheeks.

She got surprised but didn’t hesitate as her nude body was standing on the threshold of the door and giving kiss to a stranger fully nude and dolled up with many men and women around.

When she closed the door Angela hugged her fully and said, baby if you be as daring as you are right now and be broad minded, you can be the biggest name in industry.

It was about time so Angela gave her the 1st bikini which is to wear; Angela said this is the 1st look round so you have to give a punching impression on all.

Alia said she wanted to meet her husband before the competition but Angela said that she has sent Jessica to look after him and provide him an entry and a front row seat.

Alia got fully aroused again when she heard that her husband will be in front row. Her nipples were fully erect.

Angela said, how many gifts her husband her given to her till now. Alia said many things, in fact most of them and the Angie asked how many she has given and she said after thinking that she has not given him any gift.

Alia asked why, Angela smirked and said that its time to give your husband the best gift she can give by acting like a slut on stage, actually if someone tells you that you are a slut then you should accept that and reply that person that you are only your hubby’s slut.

Alia said wow and looked at the bikini.

Alia wore the bottom with cream color, it was a small at front and back with fully transparent material, It merged with her now skin color fully.

Though the bikini was transparent but on the right places it was bedazzled with small diamond like stones, which made her pussy play hide and seek and can be seen only with very close view.

Rest of the area was fully visible. In the back the triangle was again transparent; this got converged and entered into her ass crack at about half of her hip.

The bikini top was again a cream color but it was a tube bikini with 2 rectangle flaps covered her boobs from sides to nipples and in centre there was a big diamond studded metallic rectangle which was thin and hollow which showed all her tits from bottom to top cleavage.

Nipple area was again diamond studded and rest of the bikini was transparent. Back of the top was only strings.

Her shoulders looked naked without strings. Angela said she looked like a playboy cover model. Alia loved her bikini and loved the skin show.

Alia said that she hope her husband will like her new dress. She was given a big t shirt and she was taken out with other girls.

My heart was pounding, I was given seat in the front row and it was difficult to sit because of all the excitement.

All the girls came on stage with heavy music, loud cheers and big commotion by all. The rapper was running around singing.

The host was tall dark and handsome, he looked like a muscle buff. I saw my wife getting on stage with 10 other girls.

I can’t believe it. I tried taking out my I-phone to. All of them were wearing a big T-shirt, which came up till their upper thigh.

My wife was standing in a pose just like the other girls, looking very different but ravishing and bold, her eyes were watching the crowd and other girls, and she was smiling as if she does this every day.

All the girls were introduced one by one and my wife introduced as Alina of 24 years from Bangladesh, She smiled and raised her hand to take the applause.

Then the host said that she has come to US just 10 days back for the 1st time and she is on her 1 honeymoon with her husband.

The host called me a lucky bastard and told that Alina is an ideal for all wives around the world. Alina was 7th in line.

After all the intro girls went back and the 1st girl started to do her catwalk. They were all sculpted with great body; some were like next door models.

The 1st girl name Linda was wearing a dental floss bikini as it was invisible in most of the area but she dint had the curvy body type but a flat one.

After 6th girl came my heart was pounding like a hammer and I was lost for a moment when crowed started to make loud noise and I saw the girl was dancing with her back to the crowd as her ass were clapping with each other.

I woke up and thought that this is a very bad idea, I have brought my wife here and have made her walk with sluts who don’t care who see what and think what about them.

Almost everyone was shooting these girls. Now, here comes my wife, a truly middle class Bangladeshi girl with conservative values and believes.

Never in her life had she known this world existed but …… wait all the girls came, all 9 came to stage but she didn’t come. The host said she chickened out.

There was a big boo from crowd. It didn’t happen. We came back from the honeymoon next day….
To be continued..

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