Rain And A Lonely Milf
I am a 21 year old college student working part time at an electronics repair shop in Nagpur. I have an average height, weight and built. Overall I am average physically. But I am an avid reader with a high IQ who also has a degree in Smooth Talk. The name’s Akshay. Most of the story I am about to tell you is true, especially the sex. This story happened during a lazy afternoon in May, at the shop where I was working part time. The temperature outside was 48. It was no better inside as my ass hole boss doesn’t let me turn on the air conditioner. He says its either half my salary or the ac. I was looking out the store hoping for an earthquake which could kill my boss when Babita walked in. Since I was looking at the strong afternoon sunlight outside I couldn’t see her that well at first. But I could still make out that she was around 5’5″, 34-30-34 and definitely a 34 E. She said, “Hi, kya aap yeh repair kar sakte ho?” and held something in front of me. I took it from her but I couldn’t see it well as my eyes had not fully adjusted to the darkness inside the shop. “Ma’am excuse me, my eyes…I was looking outside and I can’t see well now…” “Oh…” she said smiling, “When I walked into the store I thought you were ogling at me. Haha.” “You must be really beautiful then. It’s a shame I can’t see you right now.” She laughed. My boss didn’t like the flirtation, he gave me the warning “Ahem, ahem.” as usual. I went closer to her and whispered, “Do you have a Strepsil or Vicks? My boss needs it whenever he gets jealous.” She laughed loudly. Her voice was seductive. And now I had started to see. She had a very light skin tone, a round face with sexy red lipstick and a cute nose.She was wearing a light green sari. She had a mangalsutra around her neck. Probably in her late 30s. My boss swept in and took the thing she gave me. It was an old tape recorder. He said, “Ma’am yeh bahoot purana hai, repair nahi hoga.” She seemed disappointed. She was looking at me to tell her differently but my boss was right. She left. I told my boss I will have my lunch and be right back. I followed her and managed to catch up with her as soon as she was entering her car, an expensive one. “Hey, ma’am!” She seemed both confused and happy to see me. “Can I take another look at your tape recorder. I might be able to help, I just didn’t want to say anything in front of my boss. He hates it when I disagree with him.” “Oh, yeah sure. Thanks a lot.” “But can we drive to some other place, I told my boss that I am going to have. If he finds me here-” “Oh yeah, get in.” We drove into the parking lot below the shopping complex. She parked at the empty corner while I pretended to look at the tape recorder knowing fully that I won’t be able to fix it. It was very hot and we both were sweating profoundly. The wet patches on her blouse made he bra’s outline very visible. She turned the AC on but it wasn’t of much help so she removed the part of her sari covering her breasts and started to circle it around her for some air. “It will only make you sweat more,” I said smiling. She laughed and turned towards me “Yeah. I am sweating so much. Right now, its like a waterfall all the way from my neck to my cleavage.” she touched her neck while saying it. I looked at her cleavage, oh my God, she was right, her cleavage was collecting all the sweat. I started to get an erection but I covered it with the tape recorder. She pulled down her blouse to expose more of her sweat filled cleavage. She said, “I feel like removing this blouse and throwing it away.” “Nice idea. Then your husband would walk in and I would be like hi I am the stranger with your hot semi-naked wife.” She laughed and said, “He won’t. He is out of town on business trip. I am all alone now. Killing my boredom was one of the reasons for me to get out with this tape recorder.” “Ok…I am sorry my lunch time is about to get over, I should go now.” “Hey…I live nearby, why don’t you come to my place for lunch, I would appreciate the company.” “Oh, I don’t want to bother you-” “Come on, you seem nice, don’t say no to your customer.” “Ok. I can’t say no to someone as pretty as you. Let’s go. Her house was on the seventh floor of her building. She used her keys to open the door and walked in. She asked me to sit on the couch and turned on the fan. As soon as the fan gained speed she stood below it and removed the part of her sari covering her boobs while pulling down her blouse. I could see the magnificence of her boobs. I was erect again. I was glad she had closed her eyes while enjoying the fan. She looked at me and said smiling, “I have wanted to pee for so long. I will just be back.” she ran off inside. A moment later see called me from inside. “Hey, dude! Come here!” I walked in following the voice. It was coming from the bathroom inside the master bedroom. To my surprise the door was open. I stood at the bedroom door. Her panty was lying near the bathroom. “Come here!” “Ok.” I walked to the door of the bathroom. She was sitting on the European closet which faced to another side of the bathroom. She was holding up her sari and I could see her bare thighs and ass. They seemed so soft and huge pressing against the closet. She said “I am such a bad hostess, I didn’t even offer you some water. It will be there in the refrigerator. Help yourself. Aagh..” she moaned “Oh I had so much pee.” She said smiling. I walked to the kitchen, then I felt the urge to see that ass again so I walked to the bathroom again. “I am sorry, I didn’t tell you my name. I am Akshay.” She released the last drop and got up covering her ass, disappointing me. She looked at me and smiled while washing her hands “You can call be Babita” She walked towards me while removing her sari. She opened the knot on her long hair and said to me while unhooking her blouse “I will change and come.” I walked to the balcony and it had started raining so I enjoyed the view. She walked in and stood next to me.