I am neither black or white, typical South Indian average looking, guy. This story happened when I was at the age of 26. I was home on Saturday and wa... a little bored.I was going through my Facebook and searching for new friends, specifically mature aunties from my city. I sent quite a few requests and one aunt named Hema (name changed of course) added me. I was a little curious and went through her pics. I figured out she had all the necessary stuff at the right places. I waited for a couple. There aren’t fireworks going on tonight. There isn’t anything special about tonight at all. But I’m with you and that’s special enough. That’s why I want to give you this special gift of my virginity. You’re an incredible man.’ She had tilted her head up to look me in my eyes. Her blue eyes had a sincere warmth about them that told me she meant every word she said. I bent over and kissed her soft lips. My hand held the side of her neck, keeping her face to mine. It was a deeply passionate kiss. Kissing feverishly, she felt his hands caress her chest and ran hers over his shoulders. His mouth placed kisses along her jaw and down her neck. Eline felt his tongue flick against her skin and shivered. The kisses became harder, his lips forming a seal on her neck as he sucked a love-bite onto her. She moaned with pleasure before gasping at his bite. He groaned as the sweet heat of her blood met his tongue and fed his desire. Eline moaned and clutched him to her as exquisite pleasure flooded. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn't help but think about his nude body in the shower, just on the other side of the wall. The thoughts of her own husband were lying with the empty wine bottles. She slowly undressed revealing her large breasts, and her shapely hips and rear-end. She stood naked, in front of the shower an looked at her self in the mirror. She was getting on in years, but still looked good. She ran her hands across her breasts and her nipples sprang to attention. She couldn't.