Her chat Nick name was “Toffs” and her name was “Rina”( changed here, I am sure u will understand..), her age was 39, which was OK with me, as I have always found myself to be more attracted, both socially and sexually, towards women who are older than me, she stayed in the same area as mine, was married with 2 teenaged children.
Her husband was a senior corporate executive…in short- your average upper middle class Indian housewife.
The first day we chatted, I guess I was in one of my better moods, therefore had a witty and mildly flirtatious conversation with her, which lasted for almost 2 hours!!!
One day I asked her for her picture and after a fair bit of coaxing she did send it across to me, and when I did see that photograph, it hit me like a ton of bricks!!!
- she had ( still has..) waist length hair that were streaked with a very delightful shade of light brown, large green eyes, very very juicy red lips, a set of tits that were just leaping out of the sleeve-less blouse (she was wearing a transparent blouse, through which one could get a glimpse of her white bra inside), fair color and smooth tight skin.
As it was fair, I sent her a picture of mine in return…. I felt a bit strange too, talking this ways to a lady without knowing anything about her and the conversation moved on to general interest areas.
The next thing was to talk on the phone, and believe me or not, her voice was every bit as sexy as her picture. Logical to the exchange above, I asked her to join me for a cup of coffee at Alka Hotel in CP, as both of us were scheduled to be in that part of the town in a day or so.
We spoke at length the first day as her husband was out of town and kids are studying outside Delhi. We decided upon what we would be wearing so that each could recognize the other, as you all know, pictures can be pretty different from how we look in real life.
When she asked me whether I liked her picture, I frankly told her that “you are good enough to eat”…and on the other end I could hear her suck her breath in, there was silence for 2-3 seconds after which her breathless voice said-“really? I have a thing for pretty feet and hands, so I requested her if she would be kind enough to wear high heeled sandals and anklets, and if possible paint her toes in red color nail paint; to which she said with a mischievous laugh- “wait and see…” and I left it at that.I reached the Alka Hotel after getting through with a very hurried meeting of mine and waited in the lobby for her to appear, 10 minutes after the appointed time, she walked in through the door, and all I could do was watch with my jaw hanging loose!!! Welcome to allindiansexstories.com, here you will find all types of indian sex stories.We have indian sex chats, reviews of quality sites, aunty and wife stories along with savita bhabhi, so make sure you visit us regularly.I am 29 years old, well educated and professionally very well placed. I have always been an Internet buff and from day one, encouraged the usage of low cost communication tools like IM and chat tools like ICQ for communication between regional offices and my HO in Delhi.In January 2001, one evening, while on yahoo messenger, I came across a woman and said a very polite “Hi” to her, and was not at all surprised when I got a reply back from her and we got chatting.