Karan and Rahul took their sixty year old dad, Mehta to Maheshwari's house on a casual visit. Mehta was almost bald with a paunch. Well dressed man with a pleasant ready to smile face.
Maheshwari welcomed them and they got busy talking over coffee and snacks. Mehta liked Maheshwari' s elegant Aristocratic behaviour. Her simple cotton saree and sleeveless blouse accentuated her full round breasts. Her flat tummy and round bottom had him drooling.
However as they got up to leave Mehta wanted a selfie with Maheshwari. She obliged happily. It was a perfect picture. Her right breast was peeping out rubbing on his shoulder. He was in heaven.
As Mehta and son's reached home, the dad sat on his comfortable chair admiring his photo with Maheshwari. Both Rahul and Karan vanished from the scene and he was left alone.
Mehta took his fat cock out and started rubbing it on Maheshwari's image on his cell phone. He started moving his foreskin up and down holding his cock hole touching her image. Saliva was dripping down his open mouth. He increased the pace and suddenly pressed his cock to the screen. His jism erupted all over the phone screen display. He sat satiated with a glazed look on his face.
Both his sons watching him decided to move things fast. Next day they told him to visit Maheshwari in the evening. They informed her that he was coming to meet her. They requested her to give herself to him.
Mehta was ready in the evening. He wore his best dress. Had a good shave. Used a mouth wash. Perfumed himself. He bought beautiful roses on the way.
Rahul and Karan followed their dad. They called Vandana to come immediately, explaining the plan. She landed up same time as them. She took the boy's by the back door. They stood in the dark room and waited silently. Vandana stood sandwiched between the brothers. They had their hands around her waist.
Maheshwari was surprised to see Mehta all decked up smelling pleasant. The roses tilted the scales in his favour. She welcomed him and sat beside him very near. This nearness had his blood racing. Her alluring curves and gentle perfume was too much for him.
He took her hands in his and told her that he had never met anyone so beautiful like her. She blushed. Her sudden reddish cheeks sent him reeling. His hard cock made an obvious tent on his dhoti. He did not wear anything inside. Maheshwari saw a wet spot forming on the tent of his dhoti.
Mehta held her hands and pulled her to him. Maheshwari obliged and they sat, their thighs touching. He had his hand around her shoulders and their faces just an inch apart. She could smell his after shave and mouth wash. He slowly moved forward and their lips touched.
Mehta was stunned. He never imagined things to go so fast and smooth. Maheshwari pushed her tongue inside his mouth. After a bit of hesitation he sucked her tongue. They wrestled with their tongues.
Maheswari leaned back took a sip of water from the glass nearby. She kissed him and released the water into his eager mouth. This totally blew him out of control. Before he could react she sucked back the water. They leaned back and smiled at each other.