Smita came a little after lunch on a Sunday.
She was dressed in a simple sari. It was the beginning of summer and the afternoon sun was strong, I had drawn all the curtains to keep the heat out. The room was quite dark except for the flickering glow from the TV screen. Although she had said she would come, I was not sure she actually would. So I had started watching a porn video on the VCR. I paused the video and opened the door to let her in.
I asked her to sit on the sofa facing the TV. It was some time before she got used to the darkened room and noticed the paused video. It had the woman with legs spread wide and the man eating her pussy. But the picture had TV fuzz lines which is usual when a VCR is paused. She had earlier hinted she wanted to watch porn. She made no comment and I went to fetch her a glass of water.We were making small talk but she was completely distracted by the TV, glancing often at the paused screen. I suggested that we could watch the video and she nodded her head in agreement.
I pressed the PLAY button, lowered the TV volume, once again drew the curtains tight and sat next to her on the sofa. Smita was about 40, taller than average and had a nice, voluptuous figure. She had married early with a man much older than her. She worked in a call-centre. Her husband was an alcoholic and presumably showed little interest in her. She normally wore salwar-kurta or sari. Her heavy 38C boobs were a big magnet for me.
Meanwhile the action on the TV screen was hotting up. The woman was sucking the man's dick and I was getting hard. To get more comfortable I got up and lay down on the rug. Smita was completely absorbed in the video. The woman on the screen was still busy sucking dick and the man was fingering her. I started rubbing my cock to enjoy the moment. The room was dark but I knew she was watching me even as she was absorbed in the video.