It was so pinkish in colour.I started to rub her ass chicks. Now I want to go further so I lowered her panty to her knees now her bare ass hole is vis...ble to me. I tried to insert my finger in but she held my hand and guided it towards her pussy. And she held my finger and guided it in. Oh what a feeling. I started to finger fuck her while she was stroking my cock and do not let her son know what’s going on by talking to him. I did that for five minutes now I wanted to fuck her so I removed my. Let us call her poonam (name changed for obvious reasons). She is in her early 30s with a figure to die for (34-32-34).Disclaimer: this is going to be a long story but, worth reading. Please bear with me.She is a bomb. Any guy couldn’t resist once he see her. I had my eyes on her from the very first day I shifted in the flat. But, I didn’t get any chance. It had been around an year since I shifted there but didn’t get even a slight chance to hit on her.One fine morning, I was going down to meet. Next thing I’m in his cabin, he got that look in his eyes, pulled himself out a bottle and two glasses, sipping whisky. Man understood what had been going on, said it’d happened before other places, then he refills our glasses, looks me right in the eye and asks me for the truth. I told him, the Girl, the notes, film, her coming back after being fired. He had no idea, never questioned me though, just listened. Then he wanted to go see her, I nixed that, I’d left out the sex stuff I’d seen, that. He is surprised to see a pair of rather large breasts encased in a modest white bra. Well shaped. He tried to remember what he could about her. Her name was Helen and she was a quiet nurse, had been there for a long while and single as long as he could remember. He was surprised he had never noticed the curves he was glimpsing now. As she leans over him to adjust some of the machinery a devious thought enters his mind as he notices her struggling with it. Deftly he begins opening the buttons.