Fucking A Queen – Part I
housewife, milf, navel

Hi Folks, this is sid writing my first story on ISS. Honestly never believed for a day i would be writing here. I am a fan of countless stories here read regularly, but unlike many of them, my story is 100% real and you must be patient to handle its realness while reading. To basically describe myself , am an introvert. I speak very little, have very few friends. i was one of the more silent and studious types in college. I was a decent looking guy. 5’7, 70 kgs, fair in complexion, not very slim but not fat either. I was not muscular, i was more of a nerdy guy. I spent a lot of time at home, inside my room, going for walks alone , reading books. Perhaps this is why i was very sexually repressed. I had surging hormones by end of college, but never the chance to explore them. At 21, i completed my Mechanical engineering degree back in my native place. I got a job in Hyderabad , i was the only guy in my class selected for this company. Unlike my friends, i didn’t want to enter IT and stuck to my background. So i left for Hyderabad, all alone. Since the job was at a Plant, it was on the outskirts of the city. I gradually got used to the job , was given a place to stay nearby as well. While i liked the job, i was bored of my life. Living alone was frustrating. especially in the outskirts of the city , where nothing was happening. Many days i longed for a girl or some kind of female companion. But nothing realistically happened. One fine day i decided i would need home-cooked food. I was too lazy to cook. I came to hear from a couple of co-workers that there was a government quarters nearby. The government had an army base nearby and the engineers and their families lived in the quarters. There was a family that provided home-cooked food delivery on demand. So i got the number and called them up. A man picked up and spoke of the rates. I said i want to sample a taste , he said sure come over , if you like it, pay advance and go. So i marked Saturday out to do this. On Saturday afternoon, i asked around and left for the quarters. It was a nice place, with lot of amenities and well planned. Saw many families. but i got confused with the blocks and by mistake entered the wrong place. I didn’t know this, so i rang the door-bell. I waited for 3-4 minutes The door opened. A fair middle-aged lady stood in front of me and asked “Yes?”. She was HOT. She was around 5’6, 34-32-34 figure with nice sharp curves, round boobs. a visible long navel .. nice smooth chiffon saree wrapping her figure. I continued greedily staring at her features. Swollen red lips, a sexy face, wheatish complexion, smooth flowing hair.. I was woken out of my dreaming , when she said again “Helooo yes?”.. What a sexy deep voice.. I managed to say “I called regarding the meals” She said “oh no no i don’t provide anything like that. the house your looking for is upstairs” . I said “Oh” . I was disappointed i wanted to somehow spend more time with this aunty. I said “ok thanks” and left. I went half-heartedly upstairs and booked the deal with the original caterers.As i walked back home, all my thoughts were about that MILF i’d had seen. What a beauty in the middle of nowhere. Just thinking about her face and figure again gave me an erection. but then i thought of her possible army man husband and i just got scared and left it. I just went home and masturbated thinking about her. How good it felt, i still remember. Days passed without meaning and my work life pressed on. Many days i walked by the quarters hoping to see her again. But i had no luck. Once or twice i thought about going inside for a better chance, but then fear overcame me and i just restricted myself. I gave up any hope of seeing her again. One Saturday evening had to go for shopping to the city for some items , so i caught a bus from the nearby stand. Since frequency of such buses was low, the bus was crowded. The bus dragged on, i didnt have a seat to sit and was just hanging about. Slowly my eyes caught a face in the women’s row. It was HER. She looked beautiful again.. The wind blowing across her face and make her smooth hair fly about. Her lovely mango-shaped face.. I wanted to kiss it.. I began staring at her.. What color, What skin-texture.. I was xeroxing every bit of her. I wanted to note her so well that even if i didnt see her for next 5 years also, i wanted to remember this sight and masturbate every night. Suddenly, to my utter shock, i saw her catch me staring. I quickly looked down. Again after 5 minutes, she caught me staring. several times like this. I abandoned the pretense.. I was fully staring at her now, lust was completely over me. The bus started to empty out, everyone found a seat, but me . Slowly i moved closer to her row. This is where God played a role, folks. The person next to her got down and her seat became free. I thought about sitting. But i thought it may look too obvious, so i stood on. To my amazement, she looked at my face and made a gesture to sit-down next to her. Oh god, i was trembling. I sat down next to her. What a feeling. Her lovely perfume was making me horny. Her flying saree now and then tempting me to stare at her fleshy stomach.. It was too much.. I feared i may do something.. I had to control myself, i was in a public bus. My blood was flowing fast. Once again her voice broke my dream zone. “Hello, I’ve seen you before” , i swallowed and pretended like i didnt remember “I too seen you somewhere”. “Yeah you came by mistake to my place for food” , “Oh yes, now i remember” . She asked “So you stay near our place, where are you from, what do you do” . She was totally a cool lady. She had broken the ice, and i started speaking too. The boring bus ride suddenly became very fast. She introduced herself as Rani, she was a housewife. I spoke a little about myself.. but mostly i was just staring at her. My voice low and mellow. Her smile made my heart race. I felt like holding hands, but reminded myself to be calm. Rani’s husband was a traveling officer, a very hot-shot guy. Hardly stayed at home. Her son was in 1st year of Hostel. So basically she was alone most of her time (My mind voice was telling me what luck what luck). She spoke at least 3 times more than me and always cut my sentences. This was good for me, because i was too busy minding my erection and just try to cop-a-feel. She received a call in between, and was having a little problem with pulling mobile out of hand bag and placed it on my lap. At that moment i had a feeling like she felt my dick. Was it my imagination or did she really do that? Wow.. As our stop approached 1 odd hour or so later, Rani asked me “Hey what are you shopping for, we could go together” I was hoping to say it myself.!! I agreed blindly and we spent more time together roaming the bazaars and shopping random things. I was already in love with her.. I was pinching myself whether this is just a dream or really happening.. It was a magical 2 hours. I decided i needed to take it further. I said “Hey can we have dinner here.. my treat”. She tried to deny , but i forced her and took her to nice restaurant in the area. We spoke more over the meal and fought on who would pay the bill. I wantedly allow her hands to push mine when i put my card on the table. It felt so nice , her long smooth fingers. I finally remarked “This was a great date” She immediately looked up and said “Excuse me.!?” I reverted quickly “No No.. I mean great day” We traveled back to our area. On the way we exchanged numbers. I volunteered to drop her home (secretly hoping for more) but she cut me off saying “No sid i can go myself from here thanks” I kept insisting and she said “It would be wrong if people see you dropping me”. This made me even more enthusiastic. Though i was 15-16 years younger to her, she didnt think of me like a son or anything. i smiled and let it pass. I knew.. I knew i could lose virginity , if i was patient and timed this right. My analysis of Rani was that she was lonely, bored housewife. I could enter her world, i could enter her.. The Queen would be mine.. That night all i dreamed about was Rani.. To Be Continued..