Neal Chopra boarded the plane, shoving his cabin luggage in the overhead compartment. Next to him was Jai Singh, who'd quickly become one of his best mates. They'd started out as freshmen in Columbia, bonding over their shared love of FC Barcelona, the outdoors, and their Indian heritage- Jai was from Mumbai, the first of his wealthy business family to study abroad. Neal was half Indian- his father had migrated to the US as a graduate student, and eventually settled down with his Irish mother, who at the time had also been a student of Columbia.
As Neal's friendship with Jai deepened, Jai had invited Neal over to spend winter holidays in India, with him. Neal was only too happy to go along with Jai's promise of fun, great food, trekking in the mountains, parties, and girls, taking care to hide his ulterior motive of going- reconnecting with the land of his ancestors. He had never been to India- his grandparents' disapproval of his father's marriage had embittered his father- and was eager to get a chance to explore the ancient country. And so it was that he found himself on a plane to Mumbai, where Tara picked them up from the airport to their house.
Tara was 44, and gorgeous- one of those classy ladies that had aged gracefully. Gorgeous, curvy frame, and light brown skinned. She had long dark hair, beautiful brown eyes, a very pretty face, and round, large breasts. She welcomed Neal to India with a warm smile, who was taken aback by her beauty.
As they pulled out of the airport, with Neal next to the driver and Jai and Tara chatting on the backseat, Neal's eyes kept flitting back to her attractive frame. Jai had told Neal quite a bit about his family- his father had passed away when he was young, leaving Tara to take up the reigns of the family's packaged food business. Under her, the business had gone from strength to strength. Smart, classy and gorgeous, she was the perfect package. However, Neal didn't get many chances to interact with Tara as the week unfolded. Jai took him hiking, trekking and partying, while she was busy with work.
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One thing that Neal was undecided on was Jai's cousin's party. It was going to be this big bash that had plenty of family and family friends, and Neal didn't know anyone here except Jai and Tara, and though Neal wasn't shy he wasn't looking forward to moping around while Jai socialized. He also wasn't looking forward to the long ride to the venue through Mumbai's notorious traffic.
But what he looked forward to the least was having to spend an evening around Tara without ogling her, which was getting harder by the day. Tonight, she was wearing a soft saree that showed off her stomach and accentuated her curves and her light bronze skin, causing a stirring in Neal's pants.
The party turned out exactly as Neal had thought. While Jai mingled around, Neal grabbed a drink, loaded up his plate and looked around to get a table. "Lonely?" Neal heard a deep, soft voice from behind him. It was Tara, with a glint in her eye, looking like a goddess in gold. Neal felt his dick stiffen again- the things he wanted to do to this lady! Instead he nodded stupidly, fairly certain she knew what he was thinking, and followed her to a table in a quieter part of the room. "Lonely?" she asked again, sitting down.
"No not really," he replied.
"It's fine, you don't have to lie, these things usually are boring, you know. What, has Jai abandoned you?" she asked.
"No he did his best to show me around, but seeing as he's busy" Neal gestured to Jai, who was chatting up a pretty girl "and I don't know anyone else, yeah I'm bored.
"You know me though, don't you? Any friend of Jai is a friend of mine," said Tara smiling. "I'm not some boring old lady, you know."
"Old lady? You're probably the best looking one here," Neal blurted out confidently. Horrified for a second, he thought he'd gone too far, but he hadn't; Tara smiled at him, taking a sip of her drink.
"Can't imagine you have too much trouble with the ladies, Neal. You sure push the right buttons," she replied, giving him a sultry look; his erection was threatening to leap out of his pants now.
"Thanks Mrs. Sing-" he started, but she cut him off.
"Call me Tara, Neal. We're friends remember? And thank you, Neal, compliments from a handsome young man are always welcome," she said.
"Compliments come easy when you look like this," replied Neal, flirting back. She was enjoying herself, clearly, thought Neal, and what's a spot of harmless flirting?
"You're making me blush Neal!" said Tara, leaning in, "The younger girls will like your confidence, Neal, go for it if you find someone pretty."
"Oh they're pretty alright" replied Neal, his confidence soaring, "but older ladies are altogether more mature. Refined femininity, you know? I mean look at you. You look fantastic, you're running a successful business, you're a great cook, and have tons of admirers. No one here's as good a catch."
"Quite the charmer, aren't you?" she giggled.
Just then, their conversation was interrupted by Jai, who staggered onto a chair next to Tara, evidently drunk- heavily drunk. He wasn't a lightweight, but Neal knew that Jai was more than fond of his liquor, having gotten sloshed together over the course of many a memorable evening. Tara, who hadn't seen this side of her son, looked merely annoyed.
In any case, Jai's punch-drunkenness put an end to the evening for the trio. Neal helped Jai into the car, and as they drove back to the house, reflected on his conversation with Tara earlier- the fact that she had flirted back piqued his interest, but also her allusion to loneliness also stuck out in his mind. Clearly, there was a lot more going on with this beautiful, charming lady than she let on at first.
When we eventually got back to the house, Neal helped Jai, who was completely inebriated by now, into his bed. Neal got changed, settling into his bed and thinking of the evening's conversation with Tara, and knew he had to let off some steam. Her curvaceous body, and luscious lips were starting to have their effect on his thick cock, as it swelled to it's usual 7 inches. He threw off his blanket, stripped naked and started stroking his dick. He thought of her lips on his dick, his hands on those large, brown tits, kneading them while thrusting his dick inside her and driving us to an orgasm....
I heard a rustle and got up with a start. Unknown to me, Tara had entered my room with a couple cups of coffee, and going by her amused expression, had clearly been there for quite some time, hair open, wearing a soft satin purple nightgown that showed off her amazing cleavage, "Having fun?" she asked, giggling softly.
"S-sorry I wa-" stammered Neal before he was cut off.
"Need help?" asked Tara, setting down the coffee, "I'd come up with some coffee, but this looks better" she said with a sultry smile.
"N-wait what?" asked Neal disoriented. Sure, he knew she wasn't conservative and crabby, but did she just offer to get him off? His mind spinning, he chose his next words carefully, "What if Jai sees us?"
"Jai won't be waking up for a long time, Neal, and quite frankly a beautiful young man with a hard body is not quite a common sight!" she said, sitting down beside him. "That's quite something, Neal" she said, looking at his engorged dick. "Maybe, it's not such a bad thing after all that you didn't find someone else to be with tonight" said Tara gripping his dick gently and stroking it.
"I told you," said Neal, "you were the most beautiful woman at the party tonight."
"Were you thinking of me, Neal?" asked Tara, stroking him, "were you thinking of pleasuring me? Did you picture us making love together?"
