Monica, My Mother's Best Friend
I am Varun Arora, aged 20 years old. I live with my widow mother Seema whio is 40 years old good looking woman. She is the Principal in Govt School and I am preparing for my medical entrance test. My mother has a teacher friend Monica, also a widow about my mother’s age. Monica is modern and fashionable and very rich. I am often asked to do small things for her and sometimes have to stay the night at her huge house. Monica aunty is very friendly with me. She had been a motherly figure to me until last Sunday. Mom received a call from Monica that she needed me to help her put things in her house as she had just been finished with whitewashing of her house. It would be a sleepover as it was already 7 pm when Mom received her phone. I got busy setting her things while she stood with her hands on her hips. She was wearing white cotton shorts and a white top which revealed her sexy legs and big breasts. I had never seen her as a sex object but today, she looked special. She swayed her hips delibrately and I could swear she wore nothing underneath. I was sexually aroused on seeing my mother’s friend. Soon I set the things but then I was pretty dirty “Why dont you take a bath ansd relax?” I said,” Aunty, I dont have anything to wear for the night. So I have to go home.” She gave me her late husband’s kurta pajama to wear. I accepted and went to the bathroom. When I came out with a towel wrapped around me Monica smiled and handed me the kurta pajama. I wore the clothes and came into the drawing room. Monica was sitting on the sofa, sipping vodka. My dick hardened in the my pajamas and it was easy to see the outline of my cock. I entered the room to join Monica and I noticed her eyes go right to my crotch. Monica had fried almonds in a plate on the table along with bottle of vodka. She had kicked off her shoes and had her legs stretched out on the sofa. She is at least five feet five inches tall, slim, long legs, white skin, big tits and round ass. “I hope you don’t mind my drinking. I think you should have a drink too. It will relax you,” Monica said with a sultry smile. “I don’t mind at all. Yes I think I will have a drink too. I need it,” I replied. “Come and sit here beside me. I will pour you a glass of vodka. Come sit closer to Aunty,” she said softly. I sat on the sofa where she had patted her hand and I looked at Monica’s shapely legs stretched out toward me. I raised my glass in a toast and sipped the the drink. I usually prefer beer but this drink was particularly refreshing. Monica and I quickly drank in silence. Once our drinks finished, I filled our glasses and then I sat down on the sofa with Monica. She looked at me sexily and I smiled as I picked up her feet and put them in my lap. ” Aunty, I give excellent massages, how about a nice foot massage?” I asked. I began to massage one foot and Monica sighed, “Oh that does feel good!” I worked on her one foot and then placed it right in my crotch as I picked up her other foot. As I massaged her other foot the one in my crotch was pressed right against my erect cock. I knew Monica could feel it and that she knew what it was. My cock throbbed and I was sure she could feel it pulsating against her foot. I massaged the other foot and Monica just sighed in relaxation. “How about your leg massage? I bet they are tired?” I asked. Monica didn’t answer but she didn’t protest when I began to massage her legs. I rubbed her leg while the foot of the other leg remained in my crotch. Monica took another sip of vodka and closed her eyes. She kept her eyes closed and her head back as I massaged her shapely legs. Occasionally she would pick up her head, sip her drink and smile at me before closing her eyes again. I didn’t ask her permission as I let my hands move up to her thighs and massaged her lovely thighs. Monica jumped at the first touch on her thighs but I told her to relax and let me do the work. As I massaged her thighs I pushed my fingers up her shorts. I let my hands wonder all over her thighs as I massaged her inner thighs as well. I could clearly see a wet spot had formed on Monica’s shorts in front of her pussy. I decided to take it to the next step. I moved my hands over her naked skin. She still didn’t protest but she looked worried. I ran my hand over her pussy and she almost leaped off the couch. “Varun, please stop you shouldn’t do that,” she gasped but I continued rubbing her bare thighs and pussy. Monica was breathing hard and she seemed confused when she spoke again, “Please stop before this goes any further. Remember, I am your mother’s best friend” I pushed bent forward to kiss her creamy thighs. She gasped aloud at the touch of my lips to her naked skin. I knew that she was struggling with the decision on how far she should let this go. I could smell the sweet aroma of sex that was given off by her pussy as my face moved closer to her crotch. I lifted Monica’s legs to my shoulders and kissed her inner thighs. She groaned with pleasure as she reached down with her hands to control my head. Monica tried to keep my head from reaching her pussy but I pulled her shorts down. She raised her ass to help me pull her shorts. I saw her sopping wet cunt. I tickled her cunt lips with my fingers and then let them slip inside her cunt. Monica was so wet that two of my fingers slid in easily and she relaxed her grip on my head. I moved my mouth toward her and closed over her pussy shoving my tongue into her wetness. Monica cried out and grabbed my head again but this time she held it to her throbbing cunt. I lapped at her pussy as I fingered her with two fingers. Her white shorts were at her ankles. I sucked on her clit and she bucked her hips up into my face. I reached under her and cupped her shapely ass cheeks in my hands as I drove into her pussy with my tongue and nibbled on her clit. “Oh God, I’m cumming.