She was divorced, mum of two, both were students about my age. She was taking a week off while they quite probably wrecked her house.We finished our l...nch, sharing a banana.“You have very long eyelashes for a bloke” she said “and, if you don’t mind, I could do with a little help”. I just nodded. “Err.. ok, sure. What do you need help with?”She knelt over towards me “Well, I saw you looking” she said, and took hold of my arm. “You do know that a woman can always tell when a man is eyeing her. I could remain standing no more. We fell, together, onto the Talbott marital bed and I began a good, hard fucking of Mrs. Talbott. Nina was hungry, a real desperate housewife. She clung to me. She bucked and moaned for all she was worth. Our sweat-soaked bodies climaxed together, and we fell, exhausted in each others arms. Chapter III Meeting Mr. Talbott The next morning, after we saw Linda off to school, I had my morning tutorial session with Nina. We started at the piano as I gave Nina her. Which I once wore for a party. I showed it to her. She laughed loudly and said “Do you want me to wear it!!!”. Then I said sarcastically “I don’t have any saree or nightie to offer you”. She took that kurta from me went into the other room to freshen up and change her dress.I changed myself into shorts and T-shirts. I know that kurta is going to make her look more sexy. I was waiting eagerly to see her in that white kurta. I know that night was going to be more exciting, as I had only single. . It would have to stay in the car and she change into it when going to school.Linda was a little ashamed of the transparency of the thin blouse, but got used to it. Her mother was wearing a very revealing outfit, a short dress that occasionally rode up her round butt and was just as short on top, showing so much of her ample cleavage that her nipples appeared as she moved.The drive passed in awkward silence. Linda was still resentful of her mother's betrayal, bringing her boss home for Linda.