Tale with my neighbor aunty – Part 1
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Submit Report This story happened in 2017 when I started working in Bangalore. I stayed in a small 1RK house on the top floor of the building. There was a similar 1RK adjacent to my room. Well, about me: I’m a 23-year-old average-looking guy with average height. The heroine of my story is a 38-year-old, tall, busty woman with a beautiful pair of boobs and an ass. Coming back to the story… When I moved into that room, my neighbor was a guy working in IT. He moved to another place, and later, in May 2017, this lady moved into the room. Though we were neighbors, I rarely spoke to her and kept to myself. All I knew about her was her name (Sangeetha), that she worked in an embroidery shop, and that she lived alone. I had never seen anyone visiting her, nor had she ever gone anywhere during holidays. We were just like strangers living next door. But I always used to check her out when she came out to dry clothes or do something similar. I even used to masturbate, imagining having sex with her. This continued until one fine day, which was August 13th, a Sunday. I was on a long leave of four days, from Saturday till Tuesday, which included Independence Day. I went out with my friends on Saturday night and was chilling alone on Sunday. Sunday night at 10 pm, this lady was knocking on my door. She usually came back from work at that time on her scooty. It was raining heavily, and she was wearing a raincoat. When I opened the door, she was tense and told me that she had locked her house and scooty keychain in her scooty box. She asked me if I could help her get it out. We went down and tried different ways to open it. We watched a few YouTube tutorials to open it, and later, I called a TVS showroom guy and found out that it was not possible to remove those locks easily. Later, she asked if we could break open her room lock since she had a spare scooty key in the room. We watched a few YouTube videos and found out it was not possible to open the door lock without proper tools. I was very happy, imagining her staying in my room for the night. But then she told me if I could lend her some money, she would take an auto and go to her coworker’s house for the night. By this time, it was already 11:30 pm. I was a bit disappointed, knowing she was going. Then I lied to her, saying I didn’t have any cash except for some small change. She was not very educated and didn’t know much about the UPI, Ola, and Uber apps. So she asked me if I could book a cab to her friend’s place. Then finally, I had to book her a cab on Uber. The cab got assigned, but I canceled it when she wasn’t noticing and told her that maybe because of the rain, they weren’t accepting rides. It was 12:30 now, and we were in the basement parking, discussing what to do. Then I told her that I could drop her to her friend’s place, but I didn’t have a raincoat, and it was raining heavily. Her friend couldn’t come and pick her because she didn’t have a scooter. Finally, I offered her to stay at my place. She was initially hesitant, but I convinced her, telling her I would sleep on my gaming chair, and she could use my bed. We went to my room, which was all shabby, and I picked up all the things and put them in the wardrobe. All that was in my room was a chair, a table, a wardrobe, a small cooking place in the corner, one queen-size bed on the floor, a PC table with a computer chair, and an attached bathroom toilet. She came in and removed her raincoat, placing it on the chair. She was wearing a normal dark-colored salwar kameez. Her raincoat was just a knee-length jacket that women usually wear. So due to the heavy rain, her dress below the knee and around the neck was very wet. She asked me if she could use my washroom and then went in for a while. I could clearly hear all the sounds that came from the washroom, and it was turning me on. When she came out, I asked her if she required any clothes since her clothes were wet. I offered her a big shirt and a jogger of mine. She went into the washroom to change and told me from inside the washroom that the jogger was fine, but the shirt was a little tight. I searched and found a jacket and a sleeveless hoodie that she could probably fit into. She slightly opened the door, and I gave her the clothes. She finally came out wearing the black joggers and the orange sleeveless hoodie. Her black-colored bra, covering her big boobs, was slightly visible from the sides of the sleeveless hoodie. After she came out, I went into the washroom and saw her salwar kameez with her panty hanging on the rod. This made me imagine her and masturbate in the bathroom. I went out and found her sitting on my computer chair. She asked me to sleep on the bed and she would sleep in the chair, but I insisted that she use the bed while I used the chair. Finally, she slept on the bed and gave the thick blanket to me. She didn’t have a blanket, so I told her to wear my jacket since it was very cold. Finally, I turned off the lights and went to sleep on the chair. She was sleeping in the bed below, and I was in the chair placed beside the bed near her legs. Though the lights were off, there was a little illumination because of the lights outside. I could see her moving her hand (not clearly) and finally could make out from the sound that she was trying to unhook her bra (mostly to be comfortable while sleeping). All these were turning me on. I was getting wild imaginations of fucking her, yet I kept quiet, keeping my eyes closed. Maybe it was around 1:00 AM; after 15 minutes, I turned the lights off, and she just spoke softly, asking if I was asleep or not. I replied to her, saying that I was still awake. She asked me to exchange places so that I could sleep comfortably on the bed and go to the office peacefully in the morning. I told her that I was fine and informed her that I wasn’t going to the office because I was on a long weekend leave.