I came from office early on Friday evening and I had no plans for weekend but didnt knew that something great was waiting for me over the weekend. I c...me home n saw Shwetha was watering the plants gave her a smile and started to converse in kannada (she is from karnataka and me too) and we became bit close (no physical contacts just in words). I went in to change the dress in my flat and some one rang the bell I wore my night dress n opened the lock I could not believe it was Shwetha (aunty) in. The next day morning the phone again rang and she asked me if I can be her escort for the whole day.I asked her to pick me up from a mall nearby my place and she agreed to it. We met at around 10 am, she was in her mid-30s and her look was that of a normal Indian woman with height 5’7″ and a usual figure of 30,26,32.For my luck, she was my dream lady whom I wanted to have sex with.All these years I had sex only with ladies who were a sex bomb, rich and page 3 kind. I just got used to of the. My action was slower now, allowing Christian to focus on the exquisite friction created by the lacy material, and even I was f***ed to mentally concede that the sensations were enjoyable. As my fist passed over the head of Christian’s cock, I became aware of the growing dampness. To his credit his face never changed, and he remained looking as surly and miserable as when we were first introduced. My arm was starting to get tired, and I needed to bring this to a resolution and hopefully convince. The girl’s eyes bulged and she dug her fingertips nervously into her small purse. Her chin shot up angrily. I mumbled, reaching out to press the button again. “That tops it!” she exclaimed, her voice trembling with anger, then leaned back on the wall and sighed. The elevator trembled for a brief moment, then plunged down. I felt my body getting light as a feather. My feet took off the floor and everything before my eyes grew blurry. The girl was screaming, I saw her flailing her arms like a.