Her husband has left her alone with me for at least an year, and on the very first day our encounter took an erotic turn. Was it really happening? The... next morning, I made sure I was out of the house before Neha even woke up so that I did not have to face her. I still could feel her hands on my back, her fingers rolling right above my ass. I could feel her face resting on my chest. I could feel her boobs pressed against mine. Every time I thought about it I got a raging hard-on. All day I could. Then Sameer came on his bike in front of me and asked me can I drop you home.I have seen him many time in collage campus so I was knowing him and looking no other option I except to go with him.I sit on the back side of his bike and we moved from the collage but in the way there was a traffic jam.So Sameer told me there is an another rout from the village side.It is long but we will reach so we should go through this rout,again no option I said ok.We moved towards the village and in village his. I now had a great view of her cleavage and legs in her black dress."are you looking at my tits?" ............"er yeah actually i said with a slight laugh" pulling down her dress to reveal a strapless bra she said "here then have a proper look" as she did this my cock started to throb in my tight grey trousers, was i getting turned onby a 51 year old women, fuck yeah, it was her confidence something younger women dont always have, for once i didnt have to make the first move.She pulled my had up. Can we bring anything?” “At seven? That early?” “No, that’s fine. You’re right. Seven in the dining room.” “Yeah, sure,” he continued. “If you’re more comfortable there, that’s fine.” Cheryl’s curiosity was piqued. “Okay. See you at seven. Looking forward to it. Bye.” He looked at Cheryl. “Had enough sex for today?” he asked. “Who was it?” “Micah and his wife, whose name is Melissa, by the way.” “They want us to watch.” “They want the four of us to have dinner at seven and then go back to their.