Adultery Army Jawan's Wife

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“Ram, Chandru is here,” I exclaimed pretending that I never noticed him and began pushing my husband and running inside.  The next day when my husband was out, “Meena..!  Meena..!!” Chandru started calling me from his Balcony.  I readily went to answer him, totally ignoring that I was only in my nightie with no bra or panties inside.  “Yes, Chandru,” I said standing in my Balcony and facing him.  “Meena, I am sorry about yesterday, I was shamelessly watching your husband romance you.  Feeling ashamed of myself,” Chandru said in an apologetic tone.  “Come on Chandru, you don’t have to be sorry about anything, it was all my husband’s mistake,” I said.  “But still Meena, I should have let him enjoy kissing your lips and went inside, but I, like a pervert, started admiring you in your blouse and petticoat and was shamelessly watching your lips get kissed,” Chandru said.  “I think I should apologise to you for coming out along with my husband without my saree, only in my blouse and petticoat,” I said.  “That’s fine Meena, you don’t have to apologise for coming out in your blouse and petticoat.  You looked decent in your blouse and petticoat,” Chandru said.  “But still the petticoat is an undergarment, Chandru, and it's not decent enough,” I said.  “Not decent enough if you had not worn your bra and panties inside your blouse and petticoat, Meena, but I noticed you had worn your white bra underneath your blouse, because of the bra strap cropping out of your yellow blouse, while your hugging my hugging your and kissing your lips,” as he was saying I started getting horny, but I was blushing.  “Meena!” Chandru called.  “Hmmm?!” as I exclaimed, “were you wearing your panties inside your yellow petticoat yesterday? I am asking you this just to make sure you were decent enough,” he whispered.  “Yeah, Chandru,” I whispered and was blushing.  Chandru, whom I always felt I should have married, and whose cock I have been fantasising about kissing, tasting, and sucking, asking me about my panties turned me on completely.  Since I was not wearing my bra and panties inside my nightie, I would feel my juice dripping all over my pussy and inner thighs.  “You always wear your bra and panties at home, Meena?” he whispered.  “Sometimes, but not all the time, Chandru,” I whispered, with my head down in shyness, but I was totally horny.  “Meena?!” Chandru called.  “Haan?!” as I exclaimed and looked at him.  “Are you wearing your bra inside your nightie now, Meena?” Chandru whispered.  “No,” I nodded, biting my lips and putting my head down in shyness.  “Wow..!” he exclaimed.  “And, are you wearing your panties inside your nightie, Meena?” he whispered.  “No,” I nodded, putting my head down in shyness.  “Wow.. Meena!  I could feel your nakedness underneath that nightie of yours, and all I can say now is that your husband is lucky, very lucky,” Chandru said, in a horny tone.