It’s not like I just wanted to fuck her, I wanted to make love to her. She was around 40 yrs old, she was my elder, I really respected her. I really...desired her. And really wanted to make love to her. But to my bad luck it was getting delayed. One day, I was on my balcony talking to my friend.Sharda aunty came walking, a sexy thin black georgette saree was seductively draped around her body. I said to my friend I will call later and cut the call. Sharda aunty was just killing me with her looks. When she opened the door i couldn't believe my eyes. She was dressed in just a sexy see through black negligee and just the sheer black tights with no panties underneath and a pair of black high heels and she looked amazing. She took me straight into her bedroom and then she told me to take off my trousers to see me in her tights. I stripped off the rest of my clothes so i stood naked apart from her tights and my cock was already hard. She then told me to look in her top drawer where she kept. The young guy had been lifting weights and now he was going to mow the lawn. What a great sight for my hungry eyes…I slowly dipped a finger inside of my heating cunt and watched as he made pass after pass in the yard, his arms flexed in front of him as he pushed the mower. I could feel myself dripping down my thighs now, the fresh breeze still blowing straight between my thighs. But, the cool air was no competition for the mind blowing heat radiating between my thighs.I lifted a leg onto the. After her waves of pleasure subsided, shelooked up at me and literally begged me to fuck her.Her exact words were, “fuck me like a whore, fuck melike you’re white whore.”Needless to say, the sex that followed for the nexthour or so was some of the best we’d ever experiencedduring our entire marriage. I’d never seen Darcey soturned on, or cum so many times in all of our marriedlife. It became quite obvious that she had a turn-on,and or a fantasy about being with a.