It was a warm spring morning as Radha left the house to go shopping. The sun was shining brightly. The birds were singing to welcome the warm weather.
There was a spring in Radha's step as her high heels clicked on the sidewalk and her Lehanga swirled about her shapely legs. Her long auburn hair bounced about her shoulders and her breasts jiggled slightly as she walked to her car for the drive to the shopping mall. Radha was a very pretty woman. She was well made-up and her clothes fit her well without being overly suggestive. She walked in a manner that showed her pride in herself and in her body. And Radha was indeed contented with the way she looked. This had not always been the case. But that was in her past. This was now!

Today she was on top of the world as she went to buy herself some new clothes for the upcoming summer season. Radha's wardrobe was sadly deficient for a woman such as she. Why, she only had three sarees and two dresses to her name and they were all out of style or were too heavy for the warm summer weather to come. Radha wanted to fill her closet with pretty summer sun dresses, blouses, Cotton Sarees, and perhaps even a bathing suit would a bikini be too daring for a woman of her age? --- she was now 31. She would also need some shorts and some jeans. She didn't particularly care to wear jeans, but they were practical for working in her garden. After all, she didn't want to scratch her legs. That would not look good when she wore her shorts or dresses.

Radha was not married not yet, anyhow and lived in a small New house with her best friend, Maya. Radha didn't even have a gentleman friend. Some of her neighbors must have wondered why, but more of that later.
Radha had arisen early that morning to prepare herself for the shopping trip. She wanted to make certain that she would look just right for the hectic day that was upcoming. As she got out of bed, she put a nylon housecoat over her nightgown and went to the bathroom. The window had been open all night and the sweet smell of spring drifted thorough the room. She took off her housecoat and nightgown and started to draw her bath. She put some scented bath oil into the tub as it was filling with the warm water. As she waited for it to fill,

Radha walked to the mirror, looked at her reflection, and smiled at the pretty woman looking back at her. She smiled again as she brought her hands to her breasts and felt their warmth and softness. Radha's breasts were well developed and could amply fill the size 36C bras that she wore. She noticed that her nipples were standing fully erect as her finger traced their outline.

Her shoulders were slightly wide for a woman, but that did not bother her any more. Her hips were now well rounded with soft flesh. Her auburn pubic hair was a perfect match for the long auburn tresses on her head. She let her hands drop slowly to her crotch as she continued to look at her reflection. She smiled again as she felt the flatness and the softness. This, also, had not always been the case. The hormones she had taken for the last four years had done their job well. Radha reflected for a moment and then noticed that her bath water was rapidly filling the tub. She quickly turned it off and carefully got into the tub.

She lingered in the tub enjoying the warmth of the water and the sweet smell of the bath oil. She suspected that she also lingered because she enjoyed touching the softness of her body as she lay there soaking in the water.

Finally, she decided that she must get ready for her shopping trip. She drained the water from the tub and got out to dry herself. As she was carefully patting herself dry with the towel, she remembered how Krishna had rubbed himself dry. That would not suit Radha. The roughness of the towel might irritate her soft skin. When she was dry, she patted some scented powder all over her body, and the proceeded to brush her long hair until it was smooth and styled to her satisfaction. She then put on her panties, slippers, and housecoat and went into the kitchen for toast and coffee before getting dressed to go shopping. Maya was in the kitchen just finishing her coffee before going to her teaching job at the local high school. She spoke as Radha entered the kitchen.

"Are you going out today, Radha? If you do go near a store, will you please get me some panty? I'm down to my last pair."

Radha answered as she poured some coffee "Yes, I'm going to the mall to buy some new clothes for spring and summer. The hospital called yesterday and said that they had found a job for me starting next Monday. It's a job as a file clerk down at the medical center. At least I'll be earning some money. Anyway, I'll need several new skirts and blouses and several new dresses. I took some money out of my bank account to buy them with."

"I'm so glad that they found you a job, Radha. We really need more money. Your operations just about wiped us out, you know. Do you think you are ready to go shopping at the mall all by yourself?" "I think so. All other women do it. So can I. I have more confidence in myself now." Radha sat down at the table as she finished her sentence.

"Well, you do look very nice. Just remember everything that I taught you and you'll be all right. Well, I have to hurry to work. Good luck on your shopping trip and please be careful, Radha." Maya got up and went to her room to get ready for school as Radha sipped on her coffee.

Presently Maya returned all dressed and ready to go. "Good luck again, Radha. See you tonight." she said as she walked to the door to leave.

Radha finished her coffee, put the dirty dishes in the dishwasher, and went to her room to get dressed. She quickly took off her housecoat and stood before her mirror wearing only her panties. She looked at the reflection for several seconds and then went to her lingerie drawer where she selected a bra, and a panty. As she slid her arms into the bra, she carefully checked that both breasts were properly positioned in the cups. She then hooked the clasp behind her back and checked that the straps were adjusted just right. Then she carefully drew the beneath her panties. She then stood up to be sure everything was in proper position before putting her lehangha on. Radha had always felt that a lehangha was her favorite piece of clothing.