My native town is the southern part of tamil nadu where my heroin of this story that is my cute chiti lives there. No one believes that she is a mothe... of two children. She got married when she is 18 years old. She is very fair and sizes 36-28-34. Her husband belongs to an average family and he lives in foreign to earn money.I got to know about the sex in my teenage at that time I am very keen to know about it. I have started to read the tamil sex stories in books which I got from my friends. "Don't touch thatdicklette." I heard her words ring in my ears.I tuned off the water and stepped into the tub. As I sank into the bubbles,the warmth felt good on my aching feet and muscles. As I sat back, I closedmy eyes and let my mind drift. The flowery scent filled my nostrils, but itwas mixed with Miss Emily's scent. Why, I wondered, did this excite me. Whatwas wrong with me?Those thoughts drifted away as I felt my tired body relax. As the watercooled, I brought my right hand to my face. I. .she is a 40's something beautiful milf , but she seemed a little prudish when i saw her for the first time moving her furniture in her new place above..i tried to help but she was just not the (friendly) type of neighbour that time..thats why i forgot about her.. until yesterday when the bill rang late night..i was wearing only my boxer and my white u shirt..as i opened she was there fully clothed (pijama) yet so astonishing..."i'm 28 but that milf drives me crazy..." i thought..she looked. In this time I would sit and talk with Cindy who was a permanent fixture at these parties. She always seemed to interested in me. She would ask about school and how I must be getting all the girls attention. She would warn me not to knock any of them up or I would pay for life, blah blah blah. Cindy had two kids herself that I didn't know but spent most of the time at their dads. When I expressed to Cindy that I was shy with girls and could never get one to kiss me, that's when she began to.