Ary had a huge crush on his next door neighbor Poulomi. It did not matter to him that she was married with a kid, or that she was older to him by almost a decade. He had a thing for older women and Poulomi seemed to fit the bill perfectly for him. She was of fair complexion, with big boobs and a shapely butt, a curvy waist and the way she wore her saree, which showed gave a peek-a-boo of some parts of her body while covering others made him very horny. He used to stay up late at night, fantasizing about her, what he would do if he got just one chance.
Fortunately, that chance soon came his way. He somehow got hold of her number and started texting her. Even though she was a bit hesitant at first, she readily warmed up to his advances and even sent him some provocative pics of her own. Ary was overjoyed. It was only a matter of time before his fantasies would be finally fulfilled. They decided to meet up when Poulomi's husband went to visit his parents back in India. At last, the time for them to get intimate had arrived. Poulomi went over to his house as scheduled and was greeted with a tight hug by Ary before he pulled her in and slammed the door shut.
Once inside, he began kissing her by starting with her forehead, her nose, before locking lips with her. Then he kissed her on her shoulder and nibbled on her ears. Then he pulled her pallu down and sat down in front of her on his knees. He was mesmerized by her belly button.