My middle aged neighbor
I stay on the top floor of seven storied apartment with just two flats on that floor. Though I am 30, I am still unmarried. My neighbor is a couple (Mahant & Sheela) in their late thirties / early forties, with one son, studying in boarding school. We have excellent cordial relationship. Me and Mahant have become buddies and enjoy each others company. My relationship with Sheela has been more or less formal. We have never gone beyond exchanging a few pleasantries. I work with a big IT company, with huge salary package.One day, Mahant called me in office and requested me to come home early, adding that he will be required to leave on overseas trip the same night and wants me to drop him at the airport. I reached their place at 8 PM. He offered me drinks and dinner. Mahant said, ‘Rohan, I will be away for almost a month. Akash (their son) is away in boarding school. Sheela will be alone and I am going away for such a long time for the first time. So, please do take care of her. Please extend her help, whenever she required. Most of all, look after her security’. I said, ‘Sure, why not? It is my duty and will be happy to do it. Come now, let us go, otherwise, you will be late.’ He requested Sheela to accompany us to the airport. I offered to use my car, to which he agreed.When he went inside the airport, we started returning home. I put on some music. Sheela, who was sitting in the rear seat while coming, now sat besides me. Since our relationship had been more formal, she must have known very few things about me. To keep her away from tension, I said, ‘Madam, please don’t feel shy of asking my help and I will do whatever best I can do.’ She said, ‘Rohan, if I may call you so?’. I said, ‘No problem, you are elder than me.’ She said, ‘Drop that crap of madam and call me Sheetal.’ I said ok. She asked, ‘Rohan, you are young, handsome and healthy. You also earn a lot. How come you are still unmarried? Don’t your parents ask you?’ I said, ‘Sheela, I lost my parents in a tragic accident some seven years back and I do not have close relatives.’ She said, ‘But what about marriage?’ I said, ‘I don’t feel it is necessary. I have maid servant, who cooks food for me. My clothes go to laundry and being sort of workaholic, I have very little time to spare. Whenever I have time, I watch movies, mingle with friends and this life is just fine.’ Sheela asked, ‘That’s OK. Is than all you need in life? You don’t need a partner, well, in the other sence.’ I got her point. I laughed and said, ‘Its simpe, Sheela. For getting milk, you don’t have to keep a buffalo or a cow. You get in anywhere, and of good quality if you look right and spend right money.’Sheela said, ‘Oh. Have you ever been with ladies in their late thirties or early forties?’ I said, ‘Never. Older babes don’t excite me.’ She said, ‘You should try – they are more mature and know many things.’ I said, ‘OK. I will try in future. But she should be a right person, adaptable to my tastes.’ Sheela said, ‘Like?’ I said, ‘I don’t have anything particular in my mind. But she should be beautiful, nice figure and not with fats. Usually, these ladies are fatties and have no charm.’ Sheela asked, ‘I am of the same age group. Do you feel I am ugly for fat?’ ‘Certainly not’, I said. She suddeenly asked,’Then why don’t you start with me?’ I was shocked. ‘What? Are you out of your senses. Mahant is there, your son is there. How can you think like this?’ She sighed, ‘That’s fine. But Mahant is a conservative person, with lot of superstitions. We do come together, but may once in a month and the whole thing gets over in a matter of fifteen minutes. So, I carve for sex. Akash stays away. So life is not all that exciting. Believe me, I am rally good in bed.’Saying so, she put her hand on my thighs and started moving around delicately. ‘Let’s do it today, Rohan. Please.’ It was a new experience and decided to go ahead. We had already reached the Apartment building. Before getting out, Sheela gave me a deep kiss. Her mouth was warm and smooth. Entire apartment new than we were neighbors and shared good relationship. So no one in the apartment found our returning together odd. We reached the top floor and entered her apartment. The moment we were in, she put her hands around my neck, pressed herself hard against my chest and kissed me one again. Our kiss lasted for over 5 minutes. I was also feeling excited. I rubbed her buttocks and caressed her back. She dropped pallu of her sari and exposed her milky fair boobs. The blouse was low cut with a big round. I could see her cleavage. I bent down slightly and kissed the cleavage first. Then I took her nipple in mouth, with blouse still on, and literally bit it. ‘Ooch. It hurts, but I like it,’ Sheela said. I bit her nipples one one by one, while pressing them hard all the time. I unbuttoned her blouse to see that she had worn bra beneath. Her globes were quite firm and round, despite her age. Both of my hands were now engaged in fondling and kneading her globes. She pulled my T shirt and asked me to remove my jeans. The T shit was already off and got rid of my jeans. I was now facing her with my nickers on. She also got rid of her sari, petty coat and panties. She looked just beautiful – a wheat complexion, firm body, no fats, even on hips. I pulled her and took her in my arms. She pulled down my nickers and we were together naked. I could feel warmth of her lovely body. We started kissing each other passionately, ruthlessly. I squeezed her buttocks and she fondled with my cock, which was getting harded every moment. She slowly led me to her bedroom. It was nicely decorated. Many mirrors were on various parts and I could see both of us in different angles. I pushed my hand near her cunt and started rubbing her vagina lips. She was already dripping.