Hashim

Arjun requested Shalu to show them the concept video once again while they waited for Hashim to arrive. Unbeknownst to Shalu, the hearts of both men were beating madly with excitement as they rewatched the concept. Shalu has been famous for the beauty of her navel even from their college days, and judging by what they could see through the transparent saree she was wearing at the moment, that beauty had only increased over the years. The thought of her playing the lead in this ad, where she would not only have several close-up shots of her navel but also have her navel teased with a sword, was too thrilling. The idea of witnessing a sharp steel blade entering the depths of such an enchanting navel was too damn enticing.

Meanwhile, on the rooftop pool area, a diminutive 4ft tall man scrambled around furiously, stowing away cameras and accessories in a bag almost as tall as himself. His boss, Arjun, had just called him and instructed him to bring some basic studio equipment and makeup accessories to his suite. Hashim had a feeling it had something to do with the sexy lady in the black transparent saree he had seen with his boss earlier.

During the photoshoot, Hashim was the only crew member who actively refrained from ogling at Natasha. And there was a reason for that. Though Natasha was undeniably sexy, with flawless skin, alluring looks, and a size-zero figure, she didn’t attract Hashim’s attention because of a simple fact – she had a small, shallow navel and hard washboard abs. Hashim was a hardcore navel fetishist; women only caught his fancy if they happened to have a beautiful navel and soft belly. That was why he was the first among the crew members to notice Shalu when she first arrived. Right from the the moment he saw Shalu for the first time when she stepped into the rooftop area he hasn’t been able to take his eyes off her, or rather her midriff. Her big navel looked extremely alluring through her transparent even from that distance.

He had watched on with burning jealousy and awe back then as Arjun sir went upto her, hugged her and even boldly felt up and squeezed her curvy moon hips as he watched, making him almost wet himself. He had hoped Arjun sir would bring her over and introduce him to everybody but sadly he sent her away with his negro friend before he had a chance to see her up close. But now he has been called into Arjun sir’s suite with all the studio equipments necessary for a mini photo-shoot. Which could mean only one thing. He is going to get the chance to meet the sexy lady in black saree.

In his excitement he didn’t care about the struggle he was having to put his minute frame through to carry that heavy bag towards Arjun’s suite. He was almost gasping for breathe with exertion by the time he reached there. He took a few moments to catch his breath, before knocking on the door. He hoped that Arjun sir would invite him inside and not just send him away after getting the bag from him. As he stood there in nervous excitement the door opened and he was greeted with a sight that almost made his eyeballs pop out of its sockets. The person who opened the door was not Arjun sir, but the lady he has been looking forward to see herself. Being only 4ft feet in height the first thing he saw when the door opened was that gorgeous belly he has been longing to see all this time, covered only by a thin layer of transparent black fabric. That big oval shaped navel he saw from a distance earlier on was right in front of him, looking like a dark cave shrouded in erotic mystery.

Shalu who opened the door expecting him was surprised to see that Hashim turned out be a a diminutive yet cute looking man whose height only barely came up to her belly. He was carrying a bag much larger than him. If it wasn’t for his soft beard and mustache, Shalu would have definitely assumed he was a child. But what really rattled Shalu was the way his large saucer like eyes were boring into her midsection, like he was beholding one of the most beautiful sight in his life. She couldn’t help but blush feeling that penetrating stare invading the depths of her navel making her insides clench deliciously with need. Before the tense pause could get anymore awkward she cleared her throat loudly and said in a voice that sounded awkwardly high even to her own ears. “Hey.. You must be Hashim. We have been waiting for you.”

Hashim’s mind suddenly snapped back into reality. “Fuck!!” he cursed under his breath realizing he has been standing their stupified looking at her navel. Clearly she must have noticed it. He looked up a little fearfully not knowing how she would have taken it. “Yeyeyess mam !!” he somehow managed. Realizing the little man’s discomfort and guessing what must be going through his mind Shalu couldn’t help but smile, finding his timidity utterly adorable. She stepped aside and said in sweet voice “Come on in.”

“Half-Pintttt !!, you are here.” Arjun called out cheerfully as soon he saw him. Hashim bristled hearing his boss calling him by his nickname in front of Shalu. “Shalu bee, this is Hashim, my little right hand man. We call him Half Pint. He may look small but he is a store house of talent. He is by far my best employee. And Hashim, this is my friend Shalini. Like Marcus here she is also a close friend from college”

“Hello mam! Nice to meet you.” Hashim said politely giving a small bow. “Pleasure to meet you as well Hashim” Shalu said smiling. It didn’t escape her attention that Hashim was still trying hard to keep his gaze from straying to her midriff. She had to admit the looks of desire and admiration her midriff has been getting all day was certainly boosting her confidence to new levels.

Arjun quickly brought Hashim up to speed on what was going on, and the impromptu photo-shoot plan. He even showed him the concept video of the ad Shalu has been offered to play. Shalu enjoyed watching the little man’s face go through a myriad of expressions from curiosity to awe to utter disbelief to the point where his mouth hanging open like a big ‘O’. She could tell he was already imagining her in that ad in his head.

Once he finished briefing Hashim, Arjun turned his attention back to her “Now, Shalu, he may not look like it, but Hashim here is an excellent wardrobe stylist and a makeup artist as well. If you’d let him, he could help you modify your getup to look as close as to your getup in the ad, complete with that Omkari logo around your navel.” That last bit stunned both Shalu and Hashim as neither saw that coming.

All this while Hashim has been considering himself lucky and thanking the stars for just the opportunity of getting to see Shalini again let alone getting to know her. Never in his wildest dreams did he imagine something like this would be thrown his way. He couldn’t believe his ears. He looked at Shalu in disbelief to see her reaction to this absurd proposition by Arjun and realized that she has been looking right at him with an inscrutable expression. He gulped nervously. No way she was going to go along with this.

“Ok.” Shalini said simply after a slight pause. Hashim’s brain exploded. WHAT !!!!!! She actually agreed??????

Shalu couldn’t help but smile at his cute reaction. If it was anybody else, she may have hesitated. But this guy was only half her size and looked as harmless as he possibly could. Besides, for some reason, Shalu found him adoringly cute too. Something about him was drawing her to him. Perhaps it was his timidity combined with his look of reverence and admiration everytime his gaze landed on her – or rather at her midriff. Shalu was surprised to find that she not only didn’t mind, she was finding herself rather excited too at the thought of this little man fussing around with her appearance.

“Great. You go and get ready then Shalu. I will set the camera and lights here in the mean time. Hashim, take her to the bedroom and prep her. ” Arjun said winking at him. He was very well aware of Hashim’s fascination for woman’s navels. Being someone with the same fetish himself he did always had a soft corner for Hashim and was sure he was gonna enjoy every second of this.

“Ockk…..okay sir…” Hashim squeaked out in a high voice. He nervously looked towards Shalu again, only to see she was already walking into the bedroom. He stood there for a moment trying to comprehend the turn of events. Was this really happening? He shook his head trying to get his bearings before getting a makeup kit from the bag he brought and following her into the bedroom.

Once inside the bedroom, Shalu closed the door, casting a playful glance at Hashim. He stood there, a bit anxious, awaiting her guidance. With a mischievous smile, Shalu decided to add a touch of teasing to the moment. She shifted her hips to the side in a seductive manner and playfully inquired, “Okay, Hashim, let’s get started. What should I do?”

Hashim’s knees buckled and nearly gave way at the sight of her suggestive hip movement. He swallowed hard and cautiously suggested, as though anticipating a rebuke, “M-Ma’am, let’s work on your attire first. Could you, um, take off your… your saree… and, um, wrap it around your waist like a dhoti?”

“I can take off the saree,” Shalu said, casually pulling her saree from her shoulders and letting it fall to the floor. “However, I have no idea how to wrap it like a dhoti. You would have to help me with that.”

Hashim’s eyes nearly popped out of its sockets at the sight. Shalu has completely laid bare her enchanting belly and navel in front of him without any hint of hesitation. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva which has been threatening to drool out of his lips. Not only has she bared her belly to him, she was even requesting him to help her with wearing her saree like a dhoti. He was having a hard time believing his own eyes and ears. Such alluring scenarios never happened to him. What kind of crazy alternate universe am I stuck in right now? He wondered.

“M…mmeee? Wea.. wear dh..dhoti o..on you???” Hashim squeaked out trying to confirm he hasn’t heard it wrong or was dreaming it.

“Why? Is that a problem?” Shalu raised an eyebrow, a small smile playing on her lips.

“N..No Mam.” Hashim said quickly and tentatively walked towards her, keeping his gaze down, his legs feeling more and more like jelly with each step. His heart was hammering inside his chest wildly as he reached near her. Shalu bended down to pick up her dropped pallu, presenting him with generous view of luscious cleavage valley before standing back up and handing it towards him.

With shaky hands Hashim took the saree from her. As soon as he did that Shalu did something that almost made him collapse under on the spot. She raised her hands above her head and put it behind her head as though totally submitting her midriff to him. The entire expanse of her enticing midriff was now stretched out right in front of his face in an extremely alluring manner. He could clearly see the intricate details of her belly now, like the flawless creamy texture of her delicious skin and the delicate contours of her deep oval shaped navel. A heady, exotic scent emanated from her, a tantalizing blend of wildflowers and her unique essence. He was intoxicated. He found himself having difficulty to focus on even simplest of tasks. Shalu waited on patiently with anticipation and didn’t utter a word. Her belly was already fluttering with butterflies feeling Hashim’s loving gaze caressing every inch of her belly.

Finally, with shaky hands Hashim tentatively reached up and touched her lower belly just above her petticoat which was tied a good few inches below her navel. Both Shalu and Hashim recoiled for a second as though they got electrocuted by the touch.

“So..sorry.” Shalu immediately apologized embarrassed by her own reaction. She thought Hashim pulled his fingers away because he got startled by her reaction. “I am a little tender there. Don’t worry about it. Carry on.” Hashim gulped, his fingers still tingling after momentarily touching her skin. He brought his shaky hands up again and softly placed it against her lower belly where her waistline was. Shalu’s belly shivered again feeling his feathery touch, sending pleasant tingling sensations all over her body, but this time she was prepared and didn’t move her body much. For a few seconds Hashim was just lost in staring at her shivering belly in such close proximity, her navel whispering to him to just lean forward and steal a kiss. He absently ran his fingers along her waistline making her giggle despite herself.

“My belly is not made of lava you know. It won’t burn you to touch me a little more firmly” Shalu said playfully jiggling her belly in front of his face. Hashim started to almost hyperventilate with exertion. Every fiber of his being begged him to sink his face into her belly and bury himself in those buttery flesh. He shook his head and forced himself to concentrate on the job. With hands which was still shaking he began carefully tucking her saree into her waistline while walking around her, his heart fluttering every time his fingers graced her soft silky skin emanating a giggle from Shalu. Gradually his nervousness began to ebb away as he realized not only Shalu was coperating, she seemed to be even enjoying herself as he worked on her. His fingers began to get steadier and surer with each tuck and his focus became a lot more clearer. After a while he finished and stepped back admiring his handy work. It was then he realized Shalu has been standing there all this while with her eyes closed whilst having her hands still locked behind her head. A blissful smile was playing at her lips.

What a magnificent woman!! Hashim thought reverently as he beheld her in her full sensual might in that pose. Keeping his eyes locked on his object admiration again he announced “It done Mam.” He was feeling less shy about openly ogling at her navel now, reassured by Shalu’s apparent comfort. Shalu started and slowly opened her eyes to see Hashim standing a few steps away from her now, still penetrating her navel with his lusty gaze. It was obvious was that the little fellow was besotted with her midriff. But what surprised Shalu was the fact that despite having his object of fascination presented to him at such close proximity he never tried to take advantage even once. His fingers never waved or lingered more than they had to.

Smiling at him with newfound respect she turned towards the wardrobe mirror to check her reflection. Hashim has indeed done a good job. Her saree hung around her waist like a legit dhoti now. “Wow nice work Hashim.”

“Thank you so much Mam.” Hashim grinned widely. That simple compliment filled him with so much happiness that he felt as though he was floating in air. His gaze lingered on her, admiring every curve as she struck various poses before the mirror. Shalu caught sight of his reflection in the mirror and was surprised to find him still fixated on her belly, despite his back being turned. The longing, affectionate gaze in his eyes stirred a desire within her—a yearning to feel his love expressed for her midriff.

“I guess all that is left now is the tattoo.” She said turning back to face him again, her insides already burning with anticipation of having him work on her navel.

Hashim who has been busy ogling was startled when Shalu suddenly turned back to face him. It took Hashim a few seconds to register what she said. Suddenly his eyes opened up wide like saucers as he recalled what he is has to do next.