This story is longer because of real conversation during the scenes !
I’m 22 gym freak 5.9ft for me doing sex is really hard without having feeling for that lady.
It was 24th March the day lockdown was declared , my parents where stuck in other state. They had went for my cousin wedding I was all alone in our bungalow. My parents called me and informed, Kishori aunty (Heroine of story ) will stay with me and Cook for me until we manage to get home. So go at her place and pick her .
Kishori is really a friendly hardworking Maharashtrian lady her husband died 10 year’s ago she is single mom her son use to stay at her mom’s place. She works at our place from 2 years I always fantasized of satisfying her. Kishori is 39 year’s old 5.4ft tall skinny 34c-30-32 size bit fair lady with knee-length long jet black hair always tied in tight bun,wears gown. my mom use to give her old gowns.
Her huge bun was point of attraction for me one like you see on youtube ,I used to watch her working while wiping floor, whenever she bend one could get clear view of her deep cleavage and round ass from behind. She had noticed me many times but never questioned me.i had also made her video’s,clicked few pictures to help myself in bathroom.use to rub my cock on her ass whenever could get chance while she is in band position in accidental manner,she never reacted to this which gave me confidence, but was scared of getting caught by parents.
Coming back to story, after my parents call I went to kishorid place as she doesn’t use mobile,her place is near our house.knocked at her door,got no response so pushed the door the door was open. Entered her main room called her name “Kishori it’s me, I’m here to pick you ” she responded “ wait I’ll be their in a minute ”
She came with open wet hair’s, I got an instant bulge in my pants.
Kishori “ come seat ”
Me “ sorry to enter your house directly, I’m here because my parents are not home ”
Kishori “ it’s okay I was taking bath, where are they it’s lockdown I don’t think they can come back till tomorrow ”
Me “ they are at relative place ,yes so mom told me to get you at our place and stay until they come home ”
Kishori “ okay, no problem ”
Me “ you can dry your hair at our place we need to get home before the police start their round ”
She agreed and made wet bun of her hair’s,I made a video of that which later I showed her along with other media files.
We reached home.
Kishori “ what did you eat in the morning? ”
Me “ no nothing, mom’s call woke me after that I came to pick you ”
She “ okay, I’ll make poha and tea ”
Me “ ok, but before that take this dryer, don’t work with wet hair you will get cold ”
Kishori “ but malik I don’t know how to use it! ”
Me “ don’t worry, I’ll help you have seen mom doing this ”
She “ okay ”
I took her to my room made her seat on my study chair. she was uncomfortable because only both of us were in the house so she told me “ just give me a towel I’ll manage”
But I wanted to touch her hair feel them wet so insisted her again.she agreed, plugged the dryer switched it on told her to turn also made her bend backward. Grabbed her wet bun that was awesome feeling told her to put her head back so that her gown don’t become wet, dropped her huge bun. shampoo fragrance spread in my room,parted her hair buy running fingers through them, dried them slowly with care. her hair became silky smooth after drying.
She took look at them thanked me. I gave compliment for her hair, she smiled,made her usual bun and went to work. this hair touching experience was so tempting.i got fresh went in the kitchen she served me breakfast we ate.i wanted to play with her hair more gave it a move.
Looking at her huge bun.
Me “ Kishori how many years you are growing those silky Hair’s?
Working while showing me her back.
She “more than 5 year’s ”
Me “ wow, it must be Hard na ”
She “ yes it is hard to maintain them, but from when did you started to paying attention to them ?”
Stood right behind her,touched her bun with my right hand slow pressed it. My rod was rock hard.
Me “ from the day you started working at our place ”