My name is Peter. I was born an orphan and raised in an orphanage since birth by our orphanage director who was also a pastor, we were all boys in the orphanage, occasionally some foreigners visit, sponsor and spent their time there.
I became 18 years old, now got a college seat in XYZ college in Ernakulam, Kerala under scholarship.
I became friends with a guy named Robert who was a day scholar comes from a village which was an hour of bus travel away.
Robert was living in a small house with his mom Alina, a 37 year old widow. Their house was an old one with roof tiles, a single bedroom, hall and kitchen with only one main door.
Days went by, Me and Robert became besties, summer vacation came, he invited me to his home to spend the summer as his home was isolated with a pond and a banana plantation nearby which they owned.
He said that I don't have to worry about summer as cool wind blows over his house all the time and his mom's cooking was the best.
We went to his home which was a little inside the banana field away from the bus stop by a 100m long narrow road.
His home was of old style kerala house with no cement involved and no other doors except the main door.
For the first time I saw his mom, I was fascinated by her beauty as she was of a complexion between dusky and fair, iconic killer eyes, rosy lips and erotic figure which was not of a mother of an eighteen year old.
She was wearing a black low cut blouse, a checked blue colour lungi just below the navel, covering herself with a dark blue semi-transparent towel like a saree pallu which did a poor job, I could notice her semi erect nipples inside the braless blouse, cleavage and a deep navel as it was windy when she greeted us.
It was pretty awkward for me but Robert went ahead and hugged his mom. She kissed him on the cheek.
She hugged me too which made me feel whole of her 42 - 30 - 44 erotic body, I decided at that very moment to make her mine my dick agreed with me getting fully erected inside my pant.
I went inside their house and noticed that the bedroom is too small, I kept all my bags in that.
We talked about their life, I came to know that Robert's father was a local goon who got killed in gang war when Robert was just one year old. She was reciting all the happenings in her and Robert's life and her lonely struggles in raising Robert as none of their relatives helped. This plot of old house and land was gifted to them out of pity of the previous house owner.
She was happy that now her son was studying in a good reputed college, doesn't have to worry about his future.
It became night, she made a simple dinner appam with kadala which was so delicious, I praised Alina a lot for her godly cooking. She was very happy because my constant praising and became a little red.
We finished eating dinner, chatted a little bit. We all decided to sleep in the hall on the mat, it would be the best way to sleep for everyone, the wind blows from the pond, only hall's fan works in full speed.
I slept near to the door, Robert near bedroom, Alina in between us, we slept on a single large mat, there was only a little gap between each of us.