I live in madipur new delhi with my parents and a sister. Now coming to the story….This story is about my friend’s mother neha (name changed). Thi... story is of last summer jab hamari summer vacations chal rahe thee main aur mera dost daily sham ko 5 se 8pm badminton khelte thee. Uski mummy bhi vahin baithti aur hame dekhti aur bich bich mein thodi der khel bhi leti. Baat vahin se shuru hui kab vo khelti to uske boobs uchalte aur matakti gand ko dekhar man machal jata bas fir kyat ha man mein. "Sherry put an index finger to her mouth as if thinking if she should or not.I was sure she would leave then, but to my astonishment she reached down and grabbed the hem of her skirt. A new round of cat calls began as Sherry slowly lifted her dress, lingering over every inch of her newly exposed legs. The guys piped down and their eyes got bigger as she approached the 'V' between her legs. I figured that surely she would stop now and leave. To my amazement she reached her panties and kept on. But I’ve never done anything like this… I mean I’ve never… Oh I don’t know what I mean. Right now I feel… Oh Heavens! I don’t know… I guess I’m terrified about doing the wrong thing and losing you, or giving in but not knowing how to please you. I don’t know, I just don’t know, this is all so very confusing.” Then without any warning I started sobbing. With that acquiescence, she took my face in both of her hands and with extreme tenderness, slowly brought my face to hers, gently kissing my. "By the time my hands were dry, Holly was at my side. "Here, put these on." She held up an old pair of safety goggles that were held together by a piece of string. "I always wear these when I have to cut onions. They help. Turn around so I can tie them tight for you." She pulled them snug against me and tiedthem behind my head. "Wear these." She handed me a pair of rubber gloves. Then she pulled a small kerchief out of her apron pocket. "I spray this with a little of my cologne and tie it over.