I am an Indian and live in financial capital of India, Mumbai, the city of dreams. Mumbai, home of bollywood is indeed a place where dreams come true. My dream to have a MILF as fuckbuddy also came true in this city.
This incident is from 2017 when I was looking for new apartment to rent in MumbaI to be close to my workplace. I found an ad for 1 BHK apartment in my budget and called the number.
On other side was a catholic lady. She sounded dominating and strict. She told me about the apartment and some rules she had about maintaining the property etc and informed that she can show it to me later if I agree with her terms.
Due to work, I decided to visit the apartment on saturday and she agreed to show me the apartment in evening. My office is closed on saturday so I spent entire day watching movies (and some porn too). I took a quick shower, checked with the lady to come over and she confirmed she will meet at apartment in 1 hour. I changed into a casual wear and booked a cab to that place.
On reaching the place I could not located the exact building as there were many building of same type so I called her again. She was already at the apartment and guided me to it. The entrance was a small gate which was not easily visible because of cars parked outside.
Anyways I reached the apartment and rang the doorbell, she opened the gate and before exchanging the pleasantries she told me that she has given me exact location and I should have easily located the house. I apologised to her for the 5 min delay though it should not have mattered but she was strict like a school principal. She invited me inside.
This is when I realised how incredibly sexy she is. I guessed she was in her late 40s and 5'6" tall. For her age she had a dusky body. She had good amount of flesh at right spots. Her shoulder length hair gave her a chic look. Like many catholic ladies here, she was wearing a straight skirt which looked more like one you wear at the party that end just above her knees and it accentuated her ass which was swinging as she moved towards the couch.
When she sat she saw me looking at her and made a hand gesture for me to sit so I sat opposite to her. She was wearing a dolman top which was hiding her boobs but I could say they looked good. Renting a house in India involves an interview like process.
She asked about my job, family and again told about the rent and rules to be followed (no illegal activity, no loud music etc). She was very bossy, knew what she wanted. She then gave me a tour of the apartment during which I was stealing glances of her ass. I liked what I saw (apartment and ass).
We came back to our place on the couch. She told me she lives a few buildings down. This is her childhood home where she lived with her parents before her marriage. She got married to her high school sweetheart from the neighborhood. Her father passed away 2 years ago.
Another guy was living in the apartment for few months who just vacated it. She informed that she has some things of her parents stored in top cabinets which are locked as there is no place elsewhere and I anyways would not use those cabinets.
She had 2 kids who recently moved to US for higher studies and her husband has a business here. She was a teacher earlier but left the job 10 years ago to take care of her kids as husband's business was also doing good. Now she is enjoying her hobbies of painting and pottery.
She was spending an hour exercising for which I remarked it shows on her and she doesn't look like she is in late 40s. She stared at me but seeing me smile she was normal and told me she was actually 51. She asked me about hobbies and I told her I attended some pottery class with my ex and liked it but don't get time to attend classes now and I go to gym to which she too remarked it shows.
As she was sitting crossed leg, I can see her smooth and thicc thighs which I was staring at between the conversation. It was about 45 mins by then so I told her I liked the flat and will shift soon.
I told her I should leave now as she may be getting late. She gave me a quizzical look so I told her that from her dress I thought she might be heading out to meet friends.
She told me that her plan was to drink wine at home as her husband was out with his buddies and she dressed well as it was a saturday evening and she felt like it. While saying so she rubbed hands on her hips like straightening her skirt and said she doesn't get to meet many people after leaving her job. She then asked about my plan to which I said I didn't have any. I'll head back and watch movies.
She then asked me if I want to visit her house and see the pottery she has done and that they always had drinks at home so I can enjoy. She doesn't have any friends who shared that interest so she wanted someone to acknowledge her art.
While my heart wanted to go, my mind made me say I can't come but she insisted a few times and said we will both do same things individually so rather do it together and also talk about our common interest. By then her hand was on my biceps and I felt a little squeeze so I finally accepted her offer.
We walked over to her apartment. It was on second floor of the building. As it was an old building, stairs was the only option. She was walking ahead of me. Since she was wearing her sandals now with a small heal, her ass was right in front of me. I wanted to feel it there itself but resisted the urge.
On reaching the floor she unlocked the door and entered. I followed and sat on the sofa. She went to kitchen and asked me what I wanted to drink. I told her beer is good.
I was admiring the interiors of the house which had beautiful paintings on the wall and pottery items of cabinets and shelves. She got wine for herself and cold beer for me and sat on same sofa turning towards me.
I complemented her about the well decorated house and how beautiful those painting were. She asked about pottery class I attended, what I learnt and made in class.
She asked about my gf and I told her we broke up few months back.
As she was wearing a skirt and turning on sofa was uncomfortable for her, she put bent one leg and put it on the sofa to become comfortable (maybe it was instinct at home). But because she sat like that facing me, her inner thighs were visible to me and they were distracting me during conversation as I kept looking at them every few seconds.
I was on 2nd beer and she too got a refill of her wine. Now I got hard due to continuous ogling of her thighs and her touch while chatting. My dick was pressing against my jeans so I got up and walked to the paintings and started admiring them.
She came and stood behind me and was explaining her work to me. Then we came to a vase that was kept on a low stool and had some intricate work so I bent to get a look, she did the same while explaining her art but this way for the first time I got to see inside her top (unintentional) and very closely.
Her boobs were firm for her age with not much sagging. I got a clear view of her cleavage as her lace bra was not doing very well at hiding things. Then I started watching other things by leaning and she too leaned and I stole few glances.
My dick was continuously hard so I gulped my remaining beer and she got me another.
We then sat back on the sofa, this time she was sitting closer in the me and in same position. She asked me if I liked everything. She emphasized on 'everything' and I just nodded.
She asked me what I liked and I started to talk about paintings and she then kept a hand on her thighs and moved her skirt a lil up and said I was asking about this.
I was dumbfounded and could not speak anything.
She continued "I have noticed you are looking up my skirt since when we were in the other apartment so tell me if you liked it. I also know that you have got a good view inside my top too".
