Getting Lucky With A Bengali Milf
Hi everyone, I am Raj, age 24. I am in my final year of my MBA. Just like any young guy, I, too, had many fantasies of my own. I had many friends of my age who used to hang out with their girlfriends. I used to feel jealous as I never had any girlfriend. I was always attracted to older women around me, who we call Milfs. I fantasized about my college lady professors, any neighborhood bhabhi, or any other married lady. But inside, I always knew I would never be able to get one in my life. But a couple of months ago, the lockdown proved lucky for me with a Bengali milf. I used to stay in a rented flat with my friend, who was my classmate. An old couple was staying in our neighborhood, Mr. and Mrs. Banerjee. They were around their 70s, and they treated me like their own kid. I, too, would help them whenever they needed my help in anything. One day they called me at their home. I went and was greeted by mrs Banerjee. She took me in and started talking to them. As I was chatting with them, a woman walked from inside with a tray with some snacks and a cold drink for me. She was wearing a lovely pink color suit. She looked in her late 30s, or maybe she was around 40 years of age. She gave me a cold drink and sat beside Banerjee uncle. He introduced her to me by saying that she was their daughter and her name was Poulomi. She smiled at me, and I, too, smiled back and greeted her. They told me that she had come from London to meet them. But due to lockdown, she has got stuck in India. I smiled and said, “It’s good, Poulomi ji. Atleast you will get some more time with your parents.” She said, “Yes, Raj but my kids and husband back in London will miss me.” While talking to her, I realized that she had 2 kids, one 12-year-old daughter and an 8-year-old son. She was pretty and did not look like 41 years old. But since the Banerjee family was good to me, I did not see her in the wrong way. One day, I was jogging in our society park, and I saw a lady wearing a tight tracksuit and running in the park. As she came near me, she removed her mask. I recognized her as Poulomi. She waved at me, and I too smiled and waved back at her. She had a great figure for a 41-year-old woman, which I realized that day. It was the first time I noticed her well-hung assets. That was when I started realizing that she was one hot Bengali milf. I started talking to her more and more daily. Soon she started getting a lot more friendly with me. She would talk her heart out whenever she wanted. She knew I used to drink. One day she told me that she has not enjoyed drinking for long as her parents don’t like it. She asked me if she can come to my place and enjoy a few drinks with me. I was pleased to welcome her to my place. She came to my house in the evening around 8 pm. She was wearing a red saree with her navel visible. I was getting all the bad thoughts in my mind, but I decided to keep them away. I brought two glasses, a bottle of scotch from inside, and poured it into two glasses. We were enjoying our drinks, and at the same time, we were even talking about each other. She asked me if I had any girlfriend, to which I said no. She told me how much her kids and husband miss her. In between, she would even crack non-veg jokes and used stuff like pussy and dick. I knew she was getting drunk. Suddenly her husband called, and she picked up her phone and ran to the balcony to speak to him. When she returned, I asked her what happened, “Is he missing you too much?” She smiled and naughtily said, “You know when does the husband miss her wife the most.” I understood and gave back a smile. I smiled and joked to her, “Poulomi ji, at least your husband has you, not like me enjoying alone.” She broke out laughing. We soon completed our drink, and she left for her place. The next day around 8 am in the morning, I noticed she had not come for the morning walk. So I went to her flat to check. I rang the bell, and Poulomi opened the door. She was still wearing her sexy gown. I asked her why she did not turn up for jogging. She said, “Raj, yesterday I drank after so many days, so I could not wake up on time.” I asked her where were uncle and aunty. She said they have gone out of the city for two days due to an emergency. Then she asked me to watch TV till she takes a bath and gets ready for a walk. She took her towel and went inside. I was waiting for her inside her room. While watching TV, my eyes ran towards her wardrobe. I was tempted, so I opened it and saw her undergarments inside. I was so tempted that I took one of her blue color panties in my hand and smelled it. Soon she too completed her bath and came out. She wore her jogging suit, and we went jogging. Around 7 pm in the evening, I saw a message from Poulomi on my WhatsApp, which said, “Hi Raj, let’s have drinks and dinner at my place.” I agreed and went to her place. She opened the door. I was surprised to see her in a hot avatar wearing a seductive white saree with red borders. Her navel was visible. I was completely struck at her hotness. She saw my face and said, “Don’t give that look, Raj, I know I am looking hot.” I said, “Yes, Poulomi ji, is it your anniversary or birthday today?” She smiled and said no. She gave me a glass of wine and took one for her. What happened next was shocking. She came and sat on my thighs. I was shocked and stunned as her busty ass was almost rubbing my cock inside my shorts. She could feel the sweat on my face. She said, “What happened, Raj? Why are you sweating?” I said, “Poulomi, nothing just like that.” She then put both her hands around my neck and said, “Raj, tell me, have you ever slept with a woman?” I said, “No, Poulomi.” She took my hands and placed it on her boobs outside the blouse and said, “Aren’t these big?” I was feeling nervous as to what has got into her. She then said, “Raj, don’t be shy. You can feel them and tell.