Hi! Everybody this is Soumen and I live in an apartment in Jadavpure in kolkata. I want to share one of my experiences with all of u. so let me start, my family consists of my father, my mom and me. My father is a marketing manager of a reputed MNC company. He stays at home only for 3-4 days a week due to his routine office tour in remote places of East India. He stays home mainly on weekends and my mom is a housewife. She is 42, height 5-”6” and weighs 62 kgs. My mom is fair complexion, long hair, big boobs and round ass as both of them are juicy where anyone can rate my mom as 38-32-40. 40 indicate my mom’s ass so I think anyone can imagine it. My mom is mad about sarees, she usually wears all kinds of sarees like crape, Georgette ,silk, designer and rarely net sarees and looks modern and even sexy too. I have never seen my mom wearing other dresses like salwar kameez and chudnedars or jeans where she would look more modern and sexier. I used to think my mom is a strict traditional woman but now I have changed my mind.
That time we were living in a third floor apartment of multistoried residential building and the opposite flat of ours was vacated by our neighbors as the flat was sold to Mr. Srinivasan(44, 5-‘’10’’) an NRI civil engineer. He is also a fair complexion man used to live in u.s.a and he is a civil engineer too, he had come back to India for one of his important office projcts. On the first day when he had entered the flat 1st time which he had owned, he came to our flat and introduced himself to us. He had chatted 15 min with my father and asked about my studies. My mom gave him coffee to drink and he went to his flat after drinking it. My mom never talked to him even though he stays opposite to us but used to give a small smile when she sees him and used to be in her limits. One day me and my mom attended a marriage reception function, my dad was not there and went to Mumbai for a business deal. My mom wore a nice black designer work saree it was shining because of the work done on the saree her belly and blouse were seen clearly her boobs shape was big and she had a perfect structure in the saree.
That time we were living in a third floor apartment of multistoried residential building and the opposite flat of ours was vacated by our neighbors as the flat was sold to Mr. Srinivasan(44, 5-‘’10’’) an NRI civil engineer. He is also a fair complexion man used to live in u.s.a and he is a civil engineer too, he had come back to India for one of his important office projcts. On the first day when he had entered the flat 1st time which he had owned, he came to our flat and introduced himself to us. He had chatted 15 min with my father and asked about my studies. My mom gave him coffee to drink and he went to his flat after drinking it. My mom never talked to him even though he stays opposite to us but used to give a small smile when she sees him and used to be in her limits. One day me and my mom attended a marriage reception function, my dad was not there and went to Mumbai for a business deal. My mom wore a nice black designer work saree it was shining because of the work done on the saree her belly and blouse were seen clearly her boobs shape was big and she had a perfect structure in the saree.
The jewelry also added beauty to her. So it was 11.00 at night and we didn’t get a single auto to reach our home. A car came near us and Srinivasan uncle was in it. He was coming from somewhere and on the way he saw us looking for an auto, he invited us into the car and my mom said “no problem we will come in an auto”. Uncle said he too was going home and he will take us. But after telling NO for 3 times we finally sat in the car and he started driving it. He asked my mother about my father and she told he went to Mumbai and will return in 3 days and he also cracked some jokes and finally we reached our apartment. We three reached our floor in the same lift and my mom and Srinivasan uncle were standing close to each other & talking. Finally we thanked him for giving us lift and he replied its ok and its not safe standing there at late hours wearing jewelry, he also complimented my mom that she is looking beautiful in that black saree.
She also took it in a positive way and thanked him. We went inside our respective houses and mom praised him that she liked his way of talking and he is a nice guy and we got to sleep as we were tired and I have to attend my college in the morning. So that’s the turning point in my mom’s life. She used to praise him in front of me and slowly started talking to him regularly. On the next Diwali day all the people in our apartment came down to enjoy fire crackers. We also went down to enjoy fire crackers. On that day my mom wore a cream and pink cross work saree which also had work on it. Srinivasan uncle greeted us by giving a hand shake and I was shocked that my mom made shake hand with him. She never shakes hand with any man and been humble always. My dad didn’t noticed but I noticed my mom talking to him and laughing. At one stage she gave him a gentle push with her hand and I was shocked again. I thought something is going wrong and again I went into diwali mood and fired crackers and forgot it.
On one Sunday my dad was not at home, he was on an office tour in Assam. My mom decided to go to shopping and on the same day she had cooked chicken deliciously, she went to Srinivasan uncle’s house with some curry and gave it to him. He thanked my mom and asked her about my dad then she told he went to Assam on an office tour. In the conversation he said that he was going for shopping then my mom replied even she was also going for shopping. Then he replied to my mom that shall we both do the shopping. My mom hesitated at first but said ok to go along with him. On that day she wore a blue colored silk saree with a nice design and we went to shopping, we first went to the landmark mall and were doing shopping.
On one Sunday my dad was not at home, he was on an office tour in Assam. My mom decided to go to shopping and on the same day she had cooked chicken deliciously, she went to Srinivasan uncle’s house with some curry and gave it to him. He thanked my mom and asked her about my dad then she told he went to Assam on an office tour. In the conversation he said that he was going for shopping then my mom replied even she was also going for shopping. Then he replied to my mom that shall we both do the shopping. My mom hesitated at first but said ok to go along with him. On that day she wore a blue colored silk saree with a nice design and we went to shopping, we first went to the landmark mall and were doing shopping.
My mom’s ass was moving sexily inside her saree and it’s always a cute one. Srinivasan said he would like to take jeans pants and we entered the stall. There he told us that coming Sunday is his birthday and wanted to take a new dress. I went aside and watching some T-shirts and observing them from a distance. He took a jeans and a T-shirt my mom also helped him in selection. He asked my mom to take a jeans and a sleeveless T-shirts for her, she laughed for it and said not now but definitely later and promised him that she will not disappoint him. So we completed our shopping and entered into the lift , many people entered at once and it was almost tightly packed, my mom and uncle were touching each other and shocking thing was her boobs got pressed by his shoulders but she didn’t resisted it till we reached the ground floor.
I asked my mom to get me a Harry potter new book and we went to a book stall and got it from there. Srinivasan uncle took us to an ice-cream parlor and we had milk shakes by the way he told us about his family in US and he got divorced with his wife in US. He also had a 14 year old daughter staying with his divorced wife and bla… bla….We then reached our home. I went straight to sleep because I was very tired. At around 2 –o-clocks in the night I went to our bathroom to pee. When I was returning from the bathroom I saw some light was coming from my mom’s bedroom. I thought mom forgot to switch off the light before going to sleep because she was tired also. I thought I will switch off the light.
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