I looked down at her bare foot laying there and knew I wanted to touch it so I took the chance and placed my hand over the arch and held it, asking he... if her foot was better now. She laughed and said yes and then moved her foot to my lap and said she enjoyed my little foot kiss earlier and that she would like it if I rubbed it again. I did as asked and by now, was lost in my filthy thoughts of my own cousin and what I wanted to do. I rubbed all over that foot, feeling every inch and even. This is my first story as an author here in ISS so please bear with my mistakes. This is the story about how I fucked my neighbor Riya (name changed) during my semester break.My family lives in Surat. So, during my winter semester break I went to back to my home. Everything was normal n boring in my life; as I was not good at talking with girls I was just another guy who read stories, watched porn videos n masturbated n nothing more than that. But my desperation for having sex was growing.One. These were in big cities and folks from all over attended. She got a thrill talking to men from other places and eventually one of them made a pass at her.She was no traditional beauty. Her stocky body belied her farm heritage and she didn’t consider herself sexy at age 40. But one guy, Roger, seemed to think she was attractive and she loved it.When he invited her to drinks while her husband was in some conference or other she happily complied. He pushed all her buttons and she knew he was. What really got me nervous was that it turned out he was just around the corner from my house, on a job (no idea what he did) he told me he'd be there in 5 minutes.Panic gripped me, was this going to happen? I quickly the him a text, telling him the door was open and to just come straight in. Which he did, he found me in my living room on my knees. He was an older guy, but on the plump side, but I didn't mind.He smiled when he saw me kneeling on the floor, wearing only a pair of my wife's black.