Adultery Amudha's Escapades Chapter 1,2,3,4, 5, 6, and 7 (COMPLETED)

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Date: 02 .06. 2023
Title: Amudha's Escapades
Chapter 1: Amudha's Tailor
Author:  Novelist Casanova

Chapter 1: Amudha's Tailor

In the evening, in Vellore, Tamil Nadu, at around 9 PM, after cleaning the dishes and wiping my hands with my pallu, I went to check on my sons in their room.  After making sure they were asleep I went to my bedroom.  As my husband was in bed busy watching Instagram videos, I went to the Bathroom to change.  As I latched the Bathroom bolt from inside and began removing my Saree, the thought of the Tailor, earlier in the afternoon, asking me remove my Saree pallu to measure my blouse came to my mind, and cursing myself for removing my Saree Pallu for him, I began removing my saree and began putting my saree into the laundry basket.  As I began removing my Blouse, the thought of the Tailor touching my boobs all over my Blouse in the name taking measurement, came to my mind, and cursing myself from letting him touch my boobs over my Blouse, I began removing my Blouse and began throwing it on top of my saree in the Laundry basket.  As I began removing my Petticoat, the thought of the Tailor placing his hands over my waist and in the name of asking about what style I want my blouse to be stitched, and feeling up my waist while I was answering him came to my mind, and cursing myself for getting turned on while he was grabbing me by my waist and talking to me and letting him feel my waist up as much as he wanted, I began removing my Petticoat and began throwing it on top of my Blouse and Saree in the Laundry basket.  As I began removing my White Bra, the thought of the Tailor complimenting my beauty and asking me if he can give me a hug, being horny myself letting him hug me, and cursing myself from hugging the tailor back with my pallu on the floor, and letting him put my arms around his neck and hug me and hugging him back, I removed my White Bra and throw it on top of my Saree, Blouse, and Petticoat into the Laundry basket.  As I began removing my Pink Panties, the thought of the tailor who was hugging me nicely and all of a sudden began kissing my lips, came to my mind, and cursing myself letting him enjoy kissing my lips and getting turned on and losing my control and began kissing his lips back and getting my panties wet, I began removing my Pink Panties and began throwing them on top of my Saree, Blouse, Petticoat, and White Bra into the basket, I went to the shower.