Mom and Balloon man

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My mom and dad had recently divorced each other and he had moved to another city. He used to come only once a year or so to see me. My mom's name is Zyba, at the time she was about 30 years old, but I must say she looked much younger. Like many other Persians from Iran's north she is very white, about 5 feet 4 inches tall, and just about 46 kgs, she had a very narrow waist, but she used to be on the volleyball team and because of that she had a very round butt, her breasts were perky and at about 30C, so she still had a lot of curves and was damn gorgeous, even now when she goes out people still stare at her!

One day I remember there was a balloon seller in our alley, yelling "balloons, balloons" and it was about lunch time, my grandma was a very charitable woman and offered lunch to the passers-by and the local vendors even if she didn't know them; this was no different...or so she thought! I had a short day at college and I had just arrived home. She told me to go outside and ask him to come in for lunch. Innocently I went outside and called the balloon man, beckoning him towards our door. He came close thinking I probably wanted to buy one; but he got very grateful when I told him that he was to come in for lunch! Before you know it, He was sitting in the living room in my grandma's place and was having his soup, almost immediately next to the door, and it was about that time that my mom came home from work, she sometimes came early for lunch if she could.