I loved the feel of her flesh beneath my hands. She was not muscular or toned, but pleasurably soft, absorbing my every touch. With each stroke, guttu...al moans of pleasure escaped her lips. Between the feel of her yielding flesh and the sounds emanating from her throat I was getting very aroused, causing me to get an erection that pushed against my trousers.I had been kneeling by her shoulder facing her feet. With each stroke, as I bent forward, I could feel a strain on my lower back. I moved. Somehow she hid her anxiousness and walked up to the centre of the room. She placed the tray on the center table and sat beside to pour two cups of tea. Avinash sat upright and bent forward, looking so eager for the tea. Mrs. Nair too was stealing some secret glimpses of his half naked body, which was driving her mad with her long lost desires. The weather too was quite suited, the rain was building up even further, and a wet stream of breeze was playing down the passage. And just when she was. So I asked her how she had controlled getting pregnant again. She said she did not allow her husband to try again. Getting bolder, I asked her whether she ever had the urge of just having fun with her husband to which she just smiled and hid her face in her saree pallu. I smiled back and made my first move. Walking up to where she was standing I put my hands on her shoulder and whispered into her ears asking whether she felt the urge this morning when she had brought me my morning tea. She hid. (She is my moms best friend, and the same age as her) She kissed my neck, smiled and reached down my pants and grabbed my hard cock. I didn't know what was happening and it felt strange, but I was loving every moment of it ! I stood up, grabbed her hand and asked if she would like to come in and have something to drink, and without waiting for her answer, I started going towards the house. I sad come in, There is no one home. As we were walking in I could not stop looking at her and thinking.