Prasad: it’s ok Jyothi, anyhow I have to measure your legs for petticoat and pants.
She watched him as he worked. My eyes looked at her thighs, fair and hot. Looking at her panties, it had a wet spot, the fabric near her vagina between her legs visibly damp. I thought maybe women sweat there more. Meanwhile, the tailor adjusted the tape, bringing it lower to encircle her buttocks.
Prasad: turn around, should take size of your back
View of her beautiful mature ass was making me jealous. Her underwear was tucked in between her ass crack, due to which we could see her ass shape. Could see some marks on her ass, making me crazy to touch them. Tailor held the tape against her ass to measure, I couldn’t help but feel he was intimately surveying my mother’s body. Saw her without blinking eyes. She had a mole on her back towards the right of lower part of her shoulder. Seeing her shape in semi-nude was amazing. Had plumpy hips and thighs. Saw few hairs on her legs adding to her natural beauty.
Prasad: turn Jyothi, let me take size of the legs together.
I was captivated by her traditional adornment, the sindoor, earrings, Thali (Mangalsutra), a sacred thread around waist, gold and glass bangles, the glinting silver anklets and the toe rings, all combined to make her the most alluring woman I had ever seen. Her figure, coupled with her shyness that day, left an unforgettable impression on me. Tailor proceeded to measure her thighs, knees, and ankles together, she wore a shy smile, her modesty evident throughout the process.
Prasad: spread your legs little bit Jyothi. For pants I need measurement.
To my surprise, she spread almost three feet apart. That was too wide. Was damn arousing looking in that position. Tailor measured the ankle and moved towards Lower part of her thighs. Then he brought tape to upper part of thighs. His hands brushed her inner thighs and touched her pussy. It seemed like current flowing through her body. Suddenly she placed her hands on his shoulder for support.
Prasad: What happened Jyothi?
Jyothi: nothing, felt tickled.
She was closing her eyes, enjoying. Then he got up and was sketching sitting on the table. My mother was seeing what he was doing, but I was enjoying seeing her. She turned to me casually and asked
Jyothi: What is the time Gautham?
Me: 9:18PM Amma…
Jyothi: Getting late Prasad…
Prasad: ha Jyothi…a minute…
She came forward and was standing next to tailor.
Prasad: Jyothi what kind of back do you want, normal or show your back full?
Jyothi: (Shyness) Full
Prasad: How much open should I keep? Do you want the mole on your back visible? That would be beautiful…
Jyothi: (eyes closed and smiling) ok… even I wanted like that.
Prasad: How deep should be in front neck?
Jyothi: Medium, not too much…
Prasad: How deep exactly, do you want the mole present on the right breast visible or not…?
I peeped to see and shocked. Mole was present on her right boob just by cleavage. This lucky tailor bastard has observed every inch and corner of her. I was already happy seeing her undressed next to me. But jealous of him touching her.
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