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

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As he got directions from me and reached the Tailor’s House, I pulled out my purse from my bag and began taking the money to pay the Auto driver, he eyes were all over my boobs, eating my boobs with his eyes, only when I exclaimed “hello..!” and gave him the money, he looked into my eyes and collected the money from me.  As I was bending down to get down from his Auto, he shamelessly brought his face close to my ass over my saree.  He almost kissed my ass over my Saree, but I quickly got down.  As I was about to leave, “change, Madam,” he exclaimed, sitting inside his Auto and began taking out the change from his pocket.  As I stood in front of him, my boobs came right in front of his eyes, and in the name of searching for change in his pocket, he began ogling at my boobs in my Red Blouse and White Printed Chiffon Saree.  Somehow, I don’t know if I was excited that I was going to meet the Tailor in a couple of minutes or not, I started feeling horny and began enjoying the attention I was getting from the Auto Driver, and let him ogle at my boobs over my saree as much as he wanted.  When he casually looked me into my eyes, I even managed to give him a smile, but he was feeling horny and began feasting his eyes all over my Pink Blouse and White Printed Chiffon saree, and was still pretending to search for change.  “It's okay, keep the change,” as I said, with a smile, “thank you, Madam,” he exclaimed and got up looking into my eyes.  As I turned around to leave, I saw the Tailor standing at his house door right under the Shop Name Board, which read, “Kumar Tailors,” wearing his usual Blue Lungi and white Cut Banian, and I began to get excited, and started controlling myself from blushing.  Only when the Auto Driver asked “shall I wait for you, Madam?” I turned around facing my back to the Tailor, and began blushing.  “What?”, as I asked the Auto Driver, watching me blushing, he began licking his lips, and ogling at my lips, “Shall I wait for you, Madam?” he whispered ogling at my cheeks and neck.  Clearly he was horny, and at the same time the Tailor watching me from behind was making me horny as well.  “No, you don’t have to wait, it will take time,” as I said to the Auto Driver, and turned around, I noticed the Tailor had gone inside.  As I began walking towards the Tailor’s House, and casually glanced at the Auto Driver, he was ogling at my ass over my saree watching me walk.  The moment I caught him ogling at my ass, he came running towards me, “madam, I won’t get any passengers from here, I better wait for you, please,” as he almost begged, with the tone in which he spoke I could clearly see that he was horny and was desperate to ogle at me more.  “But it will take time,” as I exclaimed, “it's okay… I just want you in my Auto, that’s all I want,” he said in a desperate tone.  I was already turned on and horny as I was about to meet the Tailor, who has been romancing me in my dreams and getting my panties wet giving me wet dreams, and the attention I was getting from the Auto Driver was making me more horny.  “Will you charge me for waiting?” as I asked with a smile on my face, but horny deep inside, “I will give you a free ride, Madam, I just want your Beautiful body in my Auto at any cost,” he said in a desperate tone.  He was clearly horny and so was I, “you are crazy,” as exclaimed causally, deep inside I was totally turned one, “And you are Beautiful, Madam,” the Auto Driver exclaimed.  “Thank you, but don’t wait for me,”  I said with a smile and entered inside the Tailor’s House.



The moment the Tailor Saw me, he started feeling uncomfortable and without even looking at me, “Madam..!” he exclaimed and put his head down, turned around.  He was clearly feeling apologetic, “Kumar, you have to stitch this blouse for me, I have to wear this for a Birthday Party,” as I said, “Madam, how can I stitch the blouse for you, after all I cannot come out of yesterday’s incident,” he said, turning around.  The way he sounded, I could clearly feel that he was hurt and I began to feel sorry for him, “Kumar..!” as I exclaimed and went near him and placed my left hand over his shoulder, he turned around, with tears all over his cheeks, “I am so sorry, Madam,” he exclaimed and all of a sudden began wrapping his arms around my waist and began hugging him tight and began crying.  For a moment I was taken aback, and my body which was aching for his touch the whole day yesterday began to react and began making me horny.  “It's okay, Kumar.. It's okay…” as I exclaimed and wrapped my arms around his neck and began hugging him back, my pussy started itching as I had begun to get wet down there already.  “I should not have kissed your lips, Madam, how could I?  I am so sorry, madam,” though he continued to cry, I could clearly feel his boner already in his Lungi and was rubbing my thighs over my Saree, and he was taking me totally into his embrace, feeling up my boobs against his chest fully.  As his erect cock in his Lungi was rubbing my thighs over my Saree, I could feel my pussy getting excited and my Panties getting wet inside.  With the way I was hugging him back, he must have clearly understood that I was feeling horny and excited as well.  “It's okay, Kumar, I think we should forget what happened yesterday and move on,” as I whispered, “I am not a strong willed person like you, Madam, it will take time for me to move on,” he whispered and began resting his lips on my neck, towards my left, just below my ear.  It was more like kissing my neck, and his saliva which touched my neck, turned me on and hugged the Tailor tighter this time, biting my lips.  “I understand, Kumar, but I can apologize to you if you want, for slapping you and verbally abusing you,” as I whispered, “no, you don’t have to, Madam.  This hug is enough, this hug is making me forget all that happened yesterday,” he whispered, tugging his left leg between my legs in Saree, clearly burying his cock between my legs, particularly between my inner thighs, teasing me up completely, without his knowledge? I don’t know, but I was enjoying feeling his cock over my inner thighs.  “Please stitch my Blouse by evening, Kumar,” as I whispered, “Sure, Madam, just take your pallu off and wait for me, I will close the door and come with the measuring tape,” he casually said and broke the hug.