Sonali was chatting with her hubby who had come to send off her. As the train was about to move, her hubby kissed her on the lips and she bid goodbye ...o him. Sonali was wearing a white Tee and tight fit jeans. Her boobs were awesome. It must be around 36-37. I could not take my eyes off her boobs and her lips as we chatted away together during our journey. I had dragged the curtains fully to ensure privacy and slowly started flirting Sonali. She too was game to it and played on with me. After. All the boys talked about doing it but I didn't have a clue how to do it,or any time alone to try!I heard a creaking noise from the stairs. Looking up,I knew I was busted. Mommy didn't say a word. She just stood there in her old,faded,pink ratty robe and smiled at me."I want another beer. Want one?" she asked.I was already pretty buzzed but I said "What?! Really?! Me?! Sure,Mommy! What's the special occasion?" You'll find out." Mommy laughed. We sat at the table,looking at each other,drinking. She was leaning onto the information desk at the record and book store where I worked, and she smiled the perfect smile that beautiful women do so well. Though it was late and I was a bit tired, I immediately slipped into ‘helpful employee’ mode (trying not to enter ‘helpful employee staring at gorgeous babe’ mode, at least not yet). Fumbling a smile, I stood up from where I’d been hunting for a pen under the table, and tried to look helpful. ‘What’s your name?’ she asked in a bright voice. Not. I'll be able to get what I want here, since she needs me to kiss her chest in order to properly get off. A fair trade, I think!So I rub against her thigh, grabbing my cock with my free hand to keep stroking and getting ready. Then I lean in and just gently blow on her nipples. Teasing. Getting her to beg me for more. It works, of course. "Don't tease me, suck on them!" I smile and instead just brush my lips against one perfect tit.She grabs the back of my head and forces me down to her chest..