Soon she came into the living room with a tray of tea with two cups for us. Finally, grabbing the glass, I was able to remove myself. She was always throwing herself at me, flirting with me at every opportunity, telling me in a suggestive manner that her husband and she did not have a good relationship. It seemed we have gotten closer now than we ever have before. Even a photo of a woman's breast was enough to get me to cum in a short amount of time. That night, I couldn't sleep until I had relived those few minutes I enjoyed my sister-in-law breasts. It was almost nothing, but it made my heart leap and my already hard cock jerk too.
She was exactly my kind of woman, all woman. Crazy for my older sister-in-law Shaista Bhabhi! I went to sleep thinking about her. Things were going well, I thought, and I boldly continued. Significant others who were perhaps less than complimentary or who felt that their divorce was in part due to sexual problems such as not enough of it can leave a woman feeling as though she might not be adequate for her new sexual life. I kept imaging her body pressed against mine with fiery passion in her eyes.
She was more graceful than any other woman in our family, or any others that I have met. She was short; her head would only reach to a little below my shoulder now. For centuries women have been sent mixed signals about their own sexuality. When I awoke, I was hard again -- for Shaista Bhabhi. I found myself wanting to hug her. Middle aged women and sex is not an issue for every couple.
After some time she changed her position and I could see between her legs as she was crossing them to see her crotch, how full the cloth of her shilwar looked being tightly fit around her plump pussy. I assumed she had just been teasing me. It bothered me at first that she was my sister-in-law but those thoughts soon faded. I still can't explain it but she looked completely different to me. I wanted to adore them. I crossed my legs and squeezed my cock hoping to get it down.
I imagined the kind of absolute pleasure it would be to have her on top of me, slowly penetrating her, sinking my cock into those folds, my slim body surrounded by the rich elegance of my sister-in-law's curves. I could have buried my entire body between those wide hips. Those concept and feelings can be very deep rooted as they apply to middle aged women and sex. I think it was because my cousin was much older than Shaista. Shaista was the most graceful woman I had ever seen. Nature may have traded in your monthly period for a little dryness, but these days a little lubricant can not only make sex comfortable but it can also inspire creativity. I heaved a sigh of relief, and my eyes lit up, relieved she wasn't angry or anything with me about it.
I was sure if I stood up then she could see the tent projecting out between my legs. She wore a shilwar; a trousers-like baggy garment, extremely loose at the top but narrow at the bottom cuffs. It always started very innocently but with that kind of complexity it could lead to something else. Sexual intimacy is healthy part of a loving and committed relationship. She couldn't see me and so I stared at them for few minutes like a complete pervert. How nice and wide her hips are! How much flesh she has down there; how soft and tight her flesh would be! I was in shock, as I had never seen a woman's bare breast and I couldn't believe someone could be so outrageous.
She made no pretensions about trying to be a diet-conscious, trim lady; nor was she a frail teenager. With the new lease on life that many women feel they have been granted, a new partner in the world can bring their right back into the world of their prime. For me he was just an excuse to go visit my sister-in-law and admire her beauty. I would always play dumb, contain my smile and then say something funny. My sister-in-law had a rather unique body. I started to feel more confident around her. She was always happy to see me whenever I came over.
If something can be changed more to your liking through physical effort, diet, or other reasonable venue, then change it as you feel you can. I was a skinny little boy when I was nineteen, which is when this incident happened. Immediately my throbbing erection grew larger as I stared at her ass crack. I told her that I needed water. This amount of unwitting and unplanned voyeurism was enough to make me feel as though I wanted to grab her and fuck her hard.