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Someone is waiting to LOVE YOU...
If in the beginning you feel this story isn't about me and a woman, stick around for a bit. That's what it is.
If I ever said that I never had a fantasy about an elder woman, I lied. If I ever said I am a God fearing guy who would only look at my own wife, I again lied. Though I don't really think I ever said these things, nor do I ever intend to. I have many female friends, and know many women, that I find really hot. And I love to imagine feeling them up, undressing them. I love to imagine my cock (which, incidentally is 7 and a half inches long, & 6 inches around when fully erect) being felt up by them, their hands playing with its sensitive head. And accordingly, I stare. Oh, nothing too obvious; always when I'm sure no one's looking. The nipples poking through a tight top. A stolen glance at the lady with those killer boobs. An intent stare at something close by.. and looking at the bra straps visible through the white blouse. The sleeveless black blouse, with the ocassional low cut neckline, allowing a better view of cleavage.. especially from behind; they don't understand, oh I know they don't.
Who am I? I'm Vikas - just an average 22 year old, with a face that is pleasant to look at and decently built. And everyone thinks I'm such a nice fellow. Great guy, always doing things for you. Never a bad report from anywhere, pure and clean. But a pervert inside who gets his kicks out of whatever he gets to see.. and sometimes touch. About the ass he stares at, swaying from one side to the other, inviting to be fucked. About the sweetness in the pussy down below, where the jeans will wrinkle, or the hard 22 year old cock will fuck.
And of course, I did think of one specific lady before I got all worked up again today. Before I sat down to writing this. Thinking about that one day, when I'd gone to her place to help her with her computer. I am, you see, really good at a computer. I can do anything with one.. too bad I can't have sex with it. Well, this lady (again, name changed: Sheila aunty) thought her computer had a virus. And my helpful mother offered me. Not that I minded - one can eaily see that Sheila aunty is one of the hotties I like to stare at.
She's 41 yrs old - and even has a daughter 18 yrs old (just into college), but the mother easily puts the daughter's to shame. Just the right amount of fat on her waist, The saree worn such that the navel is just visible. Always. She never wears any sleeveless blouses, or any low cut ones - though it is just as well. If she did, I'd probably cum in my pants. Her boobs are nice and large... gorgeous to look at. They don't sag much, which is amazing when I think about how much they must have been kneaded by her husband. Plus I've seen her nipples poke through that blouse and bra more than once. The kind of boobs I imagine myself sucking on, when I work my shaft. Now imagine a large ass to go with the assets above. Though I admit I'd never had the pleasure of seeing her legs. They always promised a lot - perfectly manicured nails, touched up with a gloss. Smooth feet, of a flawless olive colour. And always white heels (4 inches, I think). Oh yes, safe to say everyone knew who Sheila aunty was.
I turned up at her place at 10 am, when, as she'd said, "The housework will be done and I'll be free." She was dressed, as usual, in a saree - a pink patterned one, and a baby pink blouse to match. Her left boob was totally hidden by the saree, but the right one (even if covered) was protruding right in my face. I felt the beginnings of an erection, and thought to myself that this was going to be a difficult day.
"Are Vikas beta, aa gaye tum! andar aao, wait for 2 minutes and my work will be done." She left the door open and walked into the kitchen, letting me absorb the view of her gorgeous ass, making my head swim. Leaning into her kitchen, she said "Ho gaya Kusum?" I admired her ass nice and long; and watched the maid disappear out the front door. Then as I closed the door, Sheila aunty said, "Haan, ab thik hai, no one to disturb us." Yes, I know that was my hyper-active imagination that caused my cock to stir again. I turned around and walked to the computer, as slowly as I dared, watching as discreetly as I could, making small talk. Switching on the computer, I got to work.
"Kuch le aati hun beta. Kya piyoge, chai, coffee ya ab abhi sirf doodh hi pite ho?" And giving a little laugh, she got up. Thank God. In the time she was gone, I willed my cock down. If she realized what she was doing to me with her otherwise innocent remarks, I was dead. And suddenly a picture of a nipple poking through her blouse was presented to me as she brought me a cup of tea. All that effort gone waste, as I got back to trying to hide my erection as I best could. The problem in itself was nothing - a minor setting change, and done. But in spite of myself, the pervert wanted a bit more enjoyment. So I frowned, looked at the monitor intently, and aunty leaned forward towards the monitor, interested. I glanced towards her, filing away that view of her boobs for later use. My erection was beginning to tent my trousers, but was safe beneath the table.
She wanted to know what was happening. So I explained. "..... and it sort of piggy backs on this, using it as a stilt, to seem bigger than it is. Something like you wearing your heels to seem taller than you are." Shit. Where did that come from? I mean, sure I was thinking of all the reasons I found her hot. But this was a big slip up. Scared to bits, I shut up immediately, and pretended to work some more. But she apparently didn't see anything amiss there. "Kya beta, itni short height ki bhi nahi hun."
"Are nahi aunty, in fact apke jaise achhe figure ke liye apki height perfect hai, wo to bas explain karte-karte.." I slowed down to silence, realizing the things I was saying. And from her face, I knew she felt it odd too. She didn't say anything, but only said, "Thank you", rather awkwardly. , and then "Ek minute ruko, main aati hun."
This time I knew I was gone. I daren't move; I just sat in front of that computer. And still my brain could only register those boobs and ass, with my erection now causing an obvious bulge in my pants even if not fully erect yet.
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