Lost Virginity To My Student's Mom
Hi all hope you all are enjoying your life. Thanks, ISS, must say this is an amazing platform for all. I have been reading ISS for a long time but never did find time to share my personal experiences. I am 28 years old and 5’6 tall, from The City of Joy, Kolkata, presently working in IT. I am also a fitness trainer, therapist, and relationship counselor. So feel free to reach out. Everyone is just running for sex. But I strongly feel a lot many people are leading an unhappy life. So whenever you come across anyone don’t just love her flesh but try to love and respect that person. Make the person feel that she just wasn’t an object of entertainment. If a lady is crossing her limits for whatsoever the reason is to try to respect her privacy, emotions, and dignity. Don’t just enter holes, enter hearts and lives will be more beautiful. This is about my first experience with a married lady, who was my student’s mom and was pretty. Please excuse me as it might be a long story as I will be sharing every moment. So lay back and relax. It was in 2011 when I was in the 4th year of my engineering. Life wasn’t that good as my girlfriend had recently dumped me. I was like Kabir Singh. I was broken and the gym was one of the solutions I found. As I was staying on my own so a secondary income had become a necessity. Thus I used to teach a batch of school students of class 3. Every alternate day after the gym I used to go to teach the kids at their place. The remaining students would come. It was after a couple of months that I received a call from a lady. She got my number from one of the kid’s parents. She would like to put the kid in the same batch of students. I was happy as there was an addition to my income and asked her to send her kid the next day. Yes, I have extra hormones that keep my sexual drive on a higher level than normal standards. But honestly, I had no such intention towards the lady. The next day I started teaching. I was always punctual and then the kid came with her mom. I asked the kid to join and conveyed that I will be talking to her after the class. After the class when I met the student’s mom I was blown right away. Yes, she looked amazing in a salwar suit, fair, hair till waist length, 25 years, 5’5 tall, 36c-32-38. She came in a brown Honda City. I was blank for a few seconds and then coming back to my senses. I spoke to her regarding the timings I will be mentoring her kid. Then she left and I went back to my PG, where her face was something I couldn’t forget. Every day I tried to reach before time just to catch a glimpse of her. But I wasn’t fortunate always as at times the driver used to do pick and drop him. Things went on normally and it was rarely I could see her. World Cup was going on. I was cycling my way to teach while trying to check the score every time on the mobile. Unfortunately while reaching I found the pavement in front of the house wet and wanted to avoid the area. Surprisingly ‘Sushmita’, the kid’s mom came in front and in order to save her I applied sudden brakes. I fell hurting myself. I had some cuts and bruises and was in pain. Sushmita ran towards me to help me. In the meanwhile few other people came as well along with the other student’s parents. Sushmita was very tensed and was continuously apologizing for accidentally coming in front. I got up and went inside to teach. I put Dettol on my wounds and dispersed the batch earlier and went to my PG. I received a call around 9 pm of Sushmita asking me about my health and again apologizing. I said the mistake was mine as I shouldn’t have been busy with my phone. Things went normally and she kept on asking about my health. To my surprise the next day she brought some fruits for me which she gave me before leaving. I didn’t pay much heed. But our WhatsApp chats increased till late nights. I came to know that her husband is a Marine Engineer and is offshore half of the year. She stays in a posh apartment in Kolkata with her kid. Slowly I came to know that she was a bit lonely and didn’t have many friends in Kolkata. We were now more friends and we used to share a lot of personal emotions as well. We both had started liking each other in spite of knowing it was wrong. It was one Saturday evening when she said she is getting bored. She wanted to watch the movie Rockstar and invited me to join. It was a late evening show in City Center1 and I didn’t want to miss the opportunity. I had a nice shower and dressed up well and met her at the mall. I was stunned to see her in jeans and t, everyone was eyeing her. I was constantly looking at her with lustful eyes. She caught and smiled and said, “It’s bad manners to see your student’s mom with dirty eyes.” I felt embarrassed and started to walk. She came and tapped my back and said, “Now can’t I even joke with you?” I said, “Surely you can. But I am sorry you are looking amazing and no one would say you are married.” She blushed and smiled and we started watching the movie. The kiss scene came and we both could feel the tension in us. The movie ended and it had started raining heavily. I was confused that how would I return. My PG was very far. She offered me to stay back at her place and leave tomorrow morning. I rejected yet she did insist on it. I was left with no choice but to go with her. On reaching her apartment I saw it was a big complex. It was the first time I was entering in a posh apartment having mixed feelings of fear, happiness, excitement, and nervousness. We took the lift and went to the 17th floor and entered her apartment. It was a big apartment with modern interiors. I was feeling as I was in a 5-star hotel. It had all the lavish amenities. She asked me to make myself comfortable and freshen up. She said there will be fresh clothes in the washroom itself. In the meanwhile, she was just warming some food in the microwave. The apartment had 4 big rooms and I was confused about which one to go.