Adultery UNFAITHFUL MOTHERS AND HOUSEWIFES by stranger_women
Sridhar's mother


This happened several years ago when I was a teenager living in Chennai. My classmate Sridhar had moved into his newly constructed house in a colony which was near my house. One evening I went to see him and we spent the evening sitting in the living room, talking about college, cricket and other things. Sridhar's mother was busy in the
kitchen. Around 6:30 pm, I saw her tidying up the kitchen. Soon after that she went to the bathroom near the kitchen and I could hear the sound of falling water. I realised that she was having her bath. A few minutes later she came out and walked past us into bedroom adjacent to the living room. As she walked by, I noticed from the corner of my eye that she was wrapped in a sari with nothing underneath. Parts of her body were still wet and the sari clung to
her skin. All this I took in at a glance. I continued to chat with Sridhar. A few minutes later, his mother emerged from the bedroom fully dressed in another sari and blouse. It was getting late and I concluded my chat with Sridhar, bid him goodnight and walked back home. I felt a strange thrill thinking about the wet sari clad body of Sridhar's mother.

.A week later, I had to return a book to Sridhar and walked to his house in the evening. The colony were he lived was pretty new and many houses were in the process of being constructed. Sridhar invited me in and his mother asked me if I wanted coffee. I declined as I tried to get rid of the lingering image of her wet body from my mind. Sridhar started talking about the latest cricket match results. After a while I heard the sound of water in the bathroom. I told Sridhar that it was getting late for me, said goodbye and stepped out.It was 6:35 pm and it was dark already. There were no street lights yet in this colony. I started walking home but something made me stop and look back. I realised that the bed room ajacent to the living room in Sridhar's house had a front facing window. I walked back slowly. Opposite Sridhar's house, across the road, was another two storeyed house that was half constructed. I felt a tingling feeling throughout. There was no one on that road. Cautiously I made my way into this half constructed house. Luckily there was no watchman or anyone around. In the dark, I somehow found the staircase leading up and tip toed upstairs. From the room upstairs I looked at the bedroom window of Sridhar's house. There was no light in that room. The bottom shutters of the window was closed. I was very nervous and my heart was pounding like anything. I was
literally shaking with excitement. I waited silently in anticipation.

Suddenly the light in the bedroom came on. I saw Sridhar's mother enter the room. She was in a wet yellow sari with nothing underneath - just like the other evening. It was sticking to the wet parts of her body. Though the bottom half of the window was closed, I could see almost till her knees. She closed the door. I could feel my blood rushing to my brain. Instinctively my hand moved towards my pants and unzipped it. My pants fell on the floor and I pulled my
underwear down to free my hardening cock. With a swift motion she started to unravel her sari. exposing the
left side of her big breasts. She turned a little and continued to remove her wet sari. Her bare back was towards me. As the sari fell on the floor, I saw her big hips and ass. My cock was very hard now and I could feel it throbbing in my hand as I stroked it. Then she turned around to get a towel and her big papaya like breasts were facing me. With large, brown areolas and big dark nipples, those DD cup breasts were a delight to behold. Below, her black pussy hair appeared wet. Sridhar's mother began wiping herself with the towel. Next she used the towel to wipe her thighs and her pussy. It was exciting to see her rub her pussy with the towel spreading her legs a little to do so. Then she lifted her hands to gather her hair and tie it in a bun. Her armpits were full of black hair that were wet and sticking to
her wheatish colour skin. I had never seen such an intoxicating sight before. Then she bent down to pick up her sari from the floor and that is when I lost it. The sight of those big breasts dangling like two exotic fruits was
mind blowing. My warm semen came out in spurts into my hand. I felt my knees getting weak and my body shuddered with pleasure. It lasted for several seconds. I pulled up my underwear wiping my hands in them, and zipped up my pants. Sridhar's mother reached into a cupboard, took out a pavadai (underskirt) and put it on. She was still topless. But it did not excite me now as I had already shot my load and was very satisfied.
Then she took a green blouse from the cupboard and put one arm in and then the other. I continued to watch in a disinterested manner as she stuffed her juicy papayas into her tight fitting green blouse and then fastened the hooks in front. May be she didn't wear a bra in the evening, I thought. She wore a sari, switched off the light and left the room. I waited for a while and cautiously left the house without being seen. Later that night I jacked off in bed before sleeping and once more in the middle of the night thinking about what I had seen.

A couple of days later I went to see Sridhar again. His mother was not around and I asked him casually where she was. She was away visiting grandmother for a few weeks, he said. I was terribly disappointed. I waited eagerly for her to come back. But I never got another chance because the construction of the house across the road was completed and a middle aged couple moved in. Years later, I still treasure those intimate moments.
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