Hello guys.This is Aditya.The story i am about to narrate is about my lovely mother Nisha and her physical relations with an old man.
We are a north indian family consisting of my dad,mom and me.I was 19 year old at that time.I had just passed to second year of my engineering in Bangalore which was in south India.I used to live in hostel,but later shifted outside college.My mother also accompanied me in setting up of new flat and we left Jaipur.Me and mom stayed in a hotel for a couple of days before finally setting up in a 1 BHK flat near my college itself.

We used to live on top floor and the owner lived on the ground floor of the same building.My owner was comparatively poorer to us as my father was an IAS officer with huge respect in society.My dad,46(then) was a very fair man.my

Hello guys. This is Aditya. I am about to narrate stories of my mommy's relationship with my best friend's dad. Me and Tariq were in final year of engineering and he often used to live with me and my mom. My mom treated him as a son and we all were in good bond. I lived in a flat having a room and a hall along with balcony, kitchen and washroom. Me and Tariq often slept in hall and mommy used to sleep inside the room.

My mom was in her mid 40's and was a very beautiful north Indian lady. As we lived in Bangalore, she looked odd with her fair skin. She used to wear old ethnic and western outfit. At home she used to wear tops with shorts and sleep in nighties. Since she was a bit shy minded, she always liked talking to us only in hall and not in room. She used to keep privacy with herse