Thanks also to ED for his invaluable assistance in helping me with the editing.
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This was the second time the head accountant complained against the new employee, Sikandar.
"Your behavior is not good so you should go and clear your desk and leave the office now," I said. Sikandar had been newly appointed as assistant of the accounting branch just a few weeks before.
"No! Sir, that kind of behavior will never happen again. Please, sir, don't do this. I really need this job."
"Sorry, Mister! This is a big organization and we can't afford persons like you. I have already given you a chance. You can go now because you have been fired."
He pleaded but I asked him to get out of my office.
When I came from the office to my home, I saw a mature woman with a servant in the gate. When I parked the car, the woman came and said me, "Sir, I'm the mother of Sikandar and I request that you would meet me for a while."
I looked at her from head to toe. She was still a vision of beauty and sensuality at that age. She was a little short heightwise, voluptuous, tanned and had curves in all the right places. Her body was slightly rounded, a little plump. She had a very beautiful and exotic face. If her face gave her beauty, it was her body that gave her sensuality. She had wide hips and a perfect ass. Her upper body was blessed with a pair of magnificent breasts, which, despite her age, showed no hint of sag.
I said, "I'm sorry, Sikandar's chapter has been closed."
"But, sir, please, I request you please listen to me."
I refused and asked her to leave and, entering the house left her behind me.
When I took a shower and came to the lounge, Karim came and said to me, "Sir, may I make a request?"
"What's that?"
"Please, sir, meet with Rani once."
"Who's Rani?"
"Sikandar's mother. She's still standing there and pleading with me to ask you for a meeting."
"Okay, send her in."
She came in after a few minutes and sat on the floor but I told her, "No, please sit on the sofa."
She sat on the sofa and I asked her, "Why do you want to meet with me?"
"I want to talk to you about Sikandar, my son."
I gazed at her. She appeared to be in her mid-forties, had a really juicy body, and even possessed a youthful look. She was beautiful, simply gorgeous. Elegant figure, which displayed all the right curves and mounds even under her crumpled baggy qameez (long shirt) and shilwar (baggy trouser). Her supple breasts were full and heavy, which looked really sexy on her curved belly. She had beautiful dark eyes and full-lips. She looked like a perfect, sexy woman.
I noted that she'd spotted my eyes on her so she was eyeing me closely now and smiling seductively. Suddenly she got down from the sofa, knelt at my feet and then kissed my feet.
"Don't do that. Stand up, please," I said as she kissed my feet.
"No, sir! Let me touch and kiss your feet."
"Are you bribing me?"
"No, sir! I don't want to bribe you. I want to show you respect. My deep gratitude is just for you," she said staring at me, as I was in a trance. She said, "I will do anything for my son's job, sir. You don't know sir! We need it and we have no other source of living except this job."
I was stunned! I didn't know what to do!
"If I ask you to sleep with someone, would you sleep with him?"
She had even surprised herself and asked, "What? You want to fuck me?"
I recovered very quickly and replied, "You know that I do. So are you ready to sleep with me?"
"I'm ready, sir. If it is a sin, I will commit it for my son's job," Rani answered boldly looking into my eyes.
"Sure, I would like to sleep with you, Rani. Today will you be with me?"
"As you like, sir! I'm ready to do whatever you like," she said and stood up.
She waited silently just staring at me, then she walked to the door and made sure that the door was locked, saying, "We can't have your servant seeing us like this."
"Don't worry about it. He is an old servant and is a man of confidence."
"Anyway he shouldn't see us like this."
"He has seen dozens of women of high class and noble families."
"Come, let's go to the bedroom," I said. "Get out of our clothes."
When she took off her qameez, I was stunned because she wasn't wearing a bra but that I hadn't noticed even though I had examined her thoroughly. She had breasts that didn't look her age. They didn't have the sag that older girls have. Her nipples were hard.
She wasn't wearing any panties. She had a hairy cunt. There was no way I was going to eat her because she had a hairy cunt.
I walked towards her and wrapped my arms around her. She had the softest body I'd ever felt although she looked like she had an athletic body. Our lips met and we had a very long kiss. My hands roamed all over her body and stayed on her breasts and massaged them both. I couldn't control myself and my mouth went to her nipples. I was gentle with my tongue and mouth on her nipples but at times rough with my hands on her breasts. I was in no hurry and neither did she look to be in a hurry.
Her hands felt my cock and she reached down and undid my pajamas and set my cock free.
"Oh, sir! You are so big! This is the biggest cock I have ever seen. Can a woman handle such a cock?" she asked as she sat watching me intently.
"It depends."
"I was just kidding. I'm a mature a woman. There are no cocks I can't handle. Let me see it now, sir," she snapped.
She held my tool in her soft hands and started a spiraling motion along its tremendous length, in order to stiffen the beast into action.
She kneeled down and took my cock into her mouth. She sucked on it and I put my hands on her head and held her as I fucked her mouth. I stopped her by saying, "Rani, I want to fuck you now."
"Come on, sir, fuck me," she said.
Finally I rolled her over. "Rani, are you ready?"
She moaned and looked at me in anticipation, then spread her thighs wider and said; "Take me, sir. I'm waiting and ready."