Hi everyone, I'm Aakash and today I'll tell you guys a story about my dad. I'm from a middle-class family where my dad is a LIC agent, and my mom is a schoolteacher. Our lives were going well until I found out about my dad's secret. Every winter before the end of the school year, my mom's school organizes a three-day excursion. Due to this, my mom also has to go with them, leaving my dad and me alone at home. Nonetheless, that year was different, as my dad brought an unknown guest to our house in my mother's absence. The guest we had was a 47-year-old milf named Nisha Majumdar.
A lady with an unstoppable body from head to toe, Nisha has a big soggy breast that jiggled as she walked. During our first interaction she couldn't keep her pallu on as it continuously slipped off because of her huge tits. Her height was 5'6 and her bra size were 34G. Her waist size was 35 and her hip size was 38. In addition to her silky-smooth brown skin, she has a black mole on her right cheek that enhances her sexiness.
Later, dad told me she was his distant cousin and came to visit him as a surprise and she will stay with us for two days. Honestly, I felt something was wrong when dad ogled Nisha's breasts at dinner table. After observing my dad and Nisha's conversation I was sure there was something wrong. The three of us played cards after dinner, and their Nisha started flirting with dad. It got worse when Dad started squishing Nisha's thigh and belly button whenever she cracked a joke on him.
On that night, I called mom to ask about Nisha. She told me everything about her, but something didn't match. The Nisha she mentioned was completely different from the one I knew. To clarify my doubts, I asked mom to send me a pic of Nisha. Soon she texted me with her picture. My jaw dropped when I saw the picture. The Nisha in this picture doesn't match with the Nisha I met. It means we had an imposter in our house. As I was totally confused, I decided to investigate this matter myself.
I stood in front of my parents' bedroom door in the dark. There was a long streak of light falling from the tiny gap of the door. As I slowly peeped through the gap, I saw dad's head on Nisha's lap, she was caressing his hairs. Nisha was wearing a low-cut blouse with no bra and a black thong. My eyes wide opened when. Dad started groping Nisha's boobs with his right hand. Nisha laughed and said, 'remember Raj our first-time having sex?' Dad said, 'yes! We did it in an empty classroom at college.' Nisha said, 'you were so crazy about me back then. I wonder why it all end like this.' Dad got up from her lap and said, 'don't blame yourself for what they did, it wasn't our fault.' Dad kissed her on the forehead as he pulled her close to him. Dad said, 'after ten years, we are meeting, and you are bringing all the sad memories with you. Darling tonight, we'll enjoy and spend some quality time together.' A naughty smile spread a crossed Nisha's face as dad pulled two bottles of whisky from his closet.