. I don’t write fiction stories.This was happen when i studied PG in Coimbatore.. I was doing PG on reputed arts college.. And always looking for a ...unty to fuck…I got that aunty number through Yahoo Messenger… Nowadays that chat option has been disable.. Due to some security reason Indian Govt. Banned Yahoo messenger. So that was happen in march.. Her Name is Geetha.. Age 33… Structure 36 32 34… I called to that auntyGeetha : Hello.. Yaru (who is this?)Me : “Hi, I am aravind From. Not like that could happen in here, she thought, fanning her face desperately. Well, at least not one thing... She looked at the desk, then back at her watch. Yes, no one would be around at this time. She could oh so easily just take off her blouse, lay on that desk and play with herself... The thought made her blush, it seemed so risky! But, she reasoned, it’s not like anyone is going to walk in... She hadn’t had the chance to touch herself in such a long time, and she suddenly realised how. . As you're chatting you notice me glancing at your stocking top trying not stare and you catch my eye, and as I blush you give me a wry smile and wink and carry on chatting..As I'm looking around the room I notice that every time I look back you'd shifted slightly, allowing me to see more and more of your underwear until I've got a perfect view under the table of your spread stocking clad legs and moistening panties.. as you give me a cheeky glance to see me running my hand slowly running over. Neither was she the youngest woman stretched on the crowded, khaki sand. Even excluding the obvious "jailbait" scattered about in giggling little groups, there were at least twenty other attractive women in sight who were certainly junior to her. There was an occasional strand of gray in her golden- brown hair, a hint of crow's feet at the corners of her gray/green eyes and slight, yet unmistakable signs that gravity had begun to have its effect on the generous breasts beneath her bathing.