Bihari mother's MILF-ware update: A cybernetic saga set in Bengaluru

[Mohit.Kumar]

As he approached the park, he saw a group of women performing yoga, their lithe bodies bending in unison under the guidance of an instructor. Among them was Nita, a 35-year-old woman with a curvy figure that seemed to defy gravity. She caught his eye and flashed him a flirty smile, her gaze lingering on his muscular frame. Aman felt a blush creep up his neck. He had always been shy around women, especially those who were so forward.

Nita, noticing his discomfort, approached him. "Hi, handsome," she cooed, her voice dripping with an allure that seemed to thicken the air around them. "You're new to the park, aren't you?"

Aman nodded, trying to keep his cool. "I've just moved here with my mother," he said, hoping that mentioning his mother would deter any further advances.

Nita's eyes widened slightly, and she took a step closer, her breasts pressing against her tight yoga top. "How sweet," she purred. "But a strong young man like you shouldn't have to spend all his time with his mother."

He took a step back, his heart racing. "Thanks," he managed to say, "but I need to go now. I'm late for work." He turned and hurried away, the image of Nita's seductive smile burned into his mind.

While jogging, Aman found it hard to concentrate. The encounter with Nita had stirred feelings he had long buried. He had always been attracted to older women, something his friends back in the village had teased him about mercilessly. But he had never acted on it, not even when the opportunity had presented itself.

When he returned to the flat, the quietness was a stark contrast to the noisy park. He tiptoed to the living room, not wanting to disturb Madhu. But what he saw made his breath hitch in his throat. Madhu was still asleep, her body sprawled out on the bed.