Namrata was walking through the hospital at the end of her shift. At 38 years old Namrata was still a head turner. She was very pretty and she had no trouble attracting young men, a fact she used to her advantage many times in the past, Her husband Anup was alright in bed, put there was just something about young guys that made her wet faster than anything he could do. She liked virile young men who could stay hard and cum multiple times in one session.
She approached the food court and she saw Pratik her son Rohan's friend sitting despondent like his world had just ended. She thought about walking over to say hi but remembered the AS 49 forms she had to fill in before leaving. She purchased a café latte and then sat down across from the young man.
As she sat down her short mini skirt rode even further up her legs showing the tops of her garter. She enjoyed teasing men and after years of practice now did it without even thinking. Pratik noticed her sit down across from him and watched as she crossed her legs slowly letting him look up her skirt and see her panty covered pussy. He saw her engrossed in the stack of papers in front of her and then felt a growing stirring in his loins as she crossed her legs again. Namrata did not realize the effect she was having on the young man so when she turned her head back toward him and saw him turn his head away quickly as if he were not staring at her she could only smile. The gears started to turn in her mind, after all he was a football jock and was built much like his father so why not.
She smiled at him and waved a friendly "Hi" and saw him visibly blush. Namrata was certain that he had atleast a partial boner by then so she decided to make her move. She knew that he wouldn't get up and walk away not unless he wanted her to see the outline of his erection in his pants. She uncrossed her legs slowly again making sure that he would get a glimpse of her panty covered pussy. She stood up and walked toward the young boy.
"Good afternoon Pratik."
"Hi," he managed.
"What brings you to the hospital on a Sunday, didn't you have the big game today?"
"I did, but I twisted my wrist while goofing around waiting for the bus and had to come here instead of at the big game."
"Well now you shouldn't be coming here all by yourself," she winked at him as she said that.
"I'd be my pleasure to give you a hand here." She patted him on his thigh as she said that.
She looked through his papers, got him attended to by a doctor and was walking him out the door when she asked "Is anyone coming to get you?"
"No not really, I was just going to take the bus." He replied
"Non sense I'll drop you off home my self, let me just hand off these papers and we'll leave." He watched her walk away, and all he could think of was shoving his dick into her tight little asshole.
The ride in the car was uncomfortable for Pratik, not because the conversation was lacking,no Namrata kept up that part of the social experience all by herself, no it was uncomfortable because his dick was trying to tear a hole through his stone wash jeans. Eventually the car started to slow down, he noticed it was Rohan's house.
"I just need to drop off a few things at home, why don't you come in and wait a bit?" the way she said it there was no way for him to turn her down.
They walked into the neat little house, "Could you be a dear and follow me upstairs, there is something I need your help with?"
Pratik nodded nervously so Namrata led him upstairs into the bedroom . He followed her and watched her ass sway under the tight mini skirt. Her legs looked great encased in the nylon hose. Once again he could feel the stirrings in his loins.
They entered the bedroom and nervously he asked "So what was it you needed me to help you with?"
Her back was towards him, turning slowly she said "Oh nothing too difficult, just these ..."
Her hands had unbuttoned the top few buttons of her blouse and he could just about see some cleavage.
"Could you please be a dear and get the rest?" she pouted at him.
With trembling hands he reached for her blouse and began to unbutton it starting with the top button. Pratik couldn't believe that he was so nervous and that his hands were shaking uncontrollably. He had undressed plenty of girls and he had even become adept at unhooking the bra clasp with one hand. However now in front of this hot milf he could hardly manage the buttons on her blouse. One by one he managed to unbutton Namrata's blouse and stared at the first sign of bare flesh peeking through the opening.
She slipped out of her blouse, her nipples were poking out through the black lacy bra she had on, she sensed his hesitation so she walked closer and leaned into him, he could feel her breath on his neck as she whispered "Don't you want to see some more?"
She kissed him full on the lips, her thigh was pressed against his crotch and she could feel the growing hardness between his legs,he reached behind her, unbuttoning her skirt, unzipping her his hands caressed her firm buttocks, she broke their kiss and gently slid her skirt down, he stared at Namrata's beautiful legs as she lowered her skirt. It was as if a masterpiece sculpture was being unveiled.
She pushed him down to his knees, grabbed his hair pulling his face upwards and towards her panties, he did not need any further invitation, tearing off her panties he buried his face in Namrata's pussy and began to lick and probe her with his tongue. It was obvious that he had eaten pussy before. Pratik was exploring Namrata's pussy with his tongue and fingers. He nibbled on her clit and he probed her pussy with two fingers when he found her g-spot she knew that it wouldn't be long before she would cum.
Namrata felt that familiar sensation in her loins and she placed her hands on his shoulders for support as she announced, "I'm going to cum."
Pratik grabbed Namrata by the cheeks of her ass and pulled her close to him. His tongue worked its magic on her clit and Namrata groaned loudly as he body shook in her climax. Pussy juice flooded his mouth but he stayed glued to her cunt and drank every drop of her sweet nectar. Namrata thought that she might faint from the intensity of her crescendo but she recovered quickly and stood on her own.
