I took her flat number, reached rang the bell. She opened the door and she was looking damn hot and gorgeous in a black one piece with long white legs.... She greeted me, I sat on the sofa. We started with normal gossips and came to know that she was a divorcee, mother of two children, today her children had gone to stay at their relatives place. I was so happy, never wanted to miss the chance. I always prefer aged women as they have the stamina to take my long dick for hours. I enquired if we can. I saw some red and bright color lace type. But this man comes to me with a white set of bra and panty and tells me ‘ yeh ache lage ga’. I looked at him and then he says, ‘ my name is Amit. Tu khoobsurat hai’. I thought, ‘ what gives this stupid man the right to tell me and show me what bra and panty looks good on me.’ Amit just kept standing there a said, ‘ you will look pure like sati, in this’. I never said anything. Just took it from his hand and walked away. I looked at the size and I was. I shrugged an answer even though I knew she wouldn't accept that as a reply."Come on, out with it, what's the matter?" She said decisively."Just having a bad night." I sighed feeling close to tears, "I'm okay mum, really."Raising an eyebrow my mother hugged me to her, which sank my head between her boobs, then she loosened her hold and gave me a wry smile."Pity Maureen had to go." She said with a sad smile, "You and she seemed to be getting on so well." Mum!" I groaned and blushed.She laughed. So here I sat on a ladder, painting the trim of outside of my garage.However my crappy day started getting better when I overheard my neighbor talking on the phone in her bedroom. I stopped paying attention to what I was doing, so I could listen to her conversation."Well he refuses to go down on me. He says real men don't do that kind of thing. The only time I'm able to have an orgasm is when I do it myself when he's not at home."Uh-huh... Uh-huh"You know Lisa, what I wouldn't give to find a.