It is always hard for a divorced woman to live in a world. Even it was same for my mother, she was around 50 and divorced. My parents got divorced and i never asked the reason why as most of the time i spent in boarding schools. I also have a sister who is 8 years older than me. but after divorce, my father chose to take care of my sister and my mother chose me.
My father chose sister because she then had a job in a well reputed firm and i was just in school. Me and my mother lived in a small 1 bhk house and currently she is working as a biology teacher in women's college. They treat her very well but still with her income it was hard for us to meet the both ends of the life.
My mother felt really lonely after her divorce, most nights i found her crying in the bathroom, and i did my best so that she doesn't feel lonely. Every night before bed i started to talk to her about her day, sometimes whenever she was late from work i used to do all the household chores, so that she doesn't have to worry about those works too. This made me and my mother to get close to each other than ever before.
By the time i am 20, we became more like friends, We shared many secrets and i also came to know that my mother loved to wear western dresses like skirts, metallic outfits and many more, but she couldn't purchase them as they were expensive and extravagance and also she told me that she got a habit for drinking alcohol from one of her colleague but she never drank till she lost her consciousness.
I joined a college with scholarship and not just that i also started working at my friend's father's restaurant everyday after college. I never told my mother about this, instead I told my mother that i have to go to tuitions which was provided by the college, because if i told her she would never let me work. I saved enough money, to purchase some gifts for my mother on special occasions. i also purchased some of the western dresses she loved and whenever she asked me "How i got these?" i always made some excuses.
I was so busy with my life that i never had any time for dating and other activities, neither does my mother. Because she told me her phone password and still i haven't seen her talking to any man. But one day my feelings towards my mother completely changed.
My mother was bathing and i was watching tv in the hall, then i heard my phone ringing but it was inside the bedroom. The door was open as always, i slowly sneaked inside and picked up the phone. All of sudden my mother came out of the bathroom and i don't know why i hid behind the bed. Even if she saw me, she would say nothing and she would ask me to go out, but I don't know why i chose to hide. I turned my phone silent and hid quietly. i slowly peaked and noticed my mother standing in front of the dressing table and admiring her body in the towel.
Then she untied it and dropped the towel on the floor and kept looking at her naked body in the mirror. My eyes were fixed at her naked body which was very alluring and admiring. She got such beautiful breasts and ass, fine waist and thick thighs that every man would desire. I couldn't get my eyes off her. My dick began to grow harder underneath my pants. She then opened the bottle of lotion and took a huge amount of it on her palms and then applied it all over her legs and ass. Then she the same amount again and applied on her arms, shoulders, neck and waist. Then she took something from her purse and it looked like a small bottle of oil, which i have never seen before. She directly dropped a few drops on her breasts and started to massage them and squeeze them. After massaging for few minutes she turned her body around left and right and stared at her body.
