" Duly noted, dear. Okay, up the stairs, gang. March!"We tromp up a grand flight of marble stairs with red velvet runners.It's very ornate. We get ...to the top and mother pushes a set of mahoganydouble doors and we arrive in a gorgeous black and white parquetballroom with a stunning dome that lets in the sky light in through abeautiful stained glass cupola. It's unbelievable."Mother, it's incredible. It's splendid," I prattle."My mothers would host the most fabulous balls here. It was. Her name was Shakthi (name changed). She was recently married in May 2016. She was living in Bangalore. This story is about her. I won’t say I went and massaged her and all (though everyone says that here in Indian sex stories). You can read below to find out.About me I am Kavin aged 29, married and from Chennai. I was working in MNC software in Sholinganallur but now I am into business and getting few decent assignments with girls and married aunts. I don’t wish to add more cooked up. After a mastectomy and a year of therapy she was still a little messed up. I had met her through a friend when Donna and split up the first time. Lisa was, and is, a unique girl. 6' 2" tall and very skinny at about 110 lbs. Average in looks but a personality of gold. One never really dated Lisa, one merely hung out with her. Lisa loved having sex, at almost every chance she could get. If you was with her when she wanted some, well you were the one that got layed, and so would anybody else in. .and stole my panties. Gross!"I widened my eyes and looked at her, "Seriously?" She nodded. "That's seriously weird. Maybe it's all connected haha the book goes missing at school last night then panties. What's next? A stapler?"Alexa frowned and held her muscular stomach.I frowned watching her turn and watch her stomach at different angles, "Lex? You okay?"Alexa turned to me and framed her abs with her hands to show me herself, "Is there anything weird to you about my stomach? Something.