I am Suhas, final year B.Com student and the sole son of my parents. I very actively play cricket and football, and I consider that I have an athletic body. Dad(53) runs a flex business, with multiple branches spread out around the city,which is doing quite well.

Dad played football in his college and tries to keep fit by jogging and doing light calisthenics at least three times a week. Mom(50) is a house wife, who keeps fit by doing yoga every morning. It’s not like I haven’t noticed, but mom has a great body for her age, and she is far more livelier and active compared to her friends of the same age. She has a great dressing sense too, which makes heads turn every time she goes out shopping, etc. I have even overheard my own friend talking dirty about her, how my father is so lucky to be able to taste her tasty pussy.

Initially I used to get pissed of at how they used to talk about my mom. But as I grew up, I began to see my mom for the woman that she was. And boy was she a sex bomb! I began to catch glimpses of her ample breasts and the wonderful valley like cleavage every time she bends down. I have grown mad of her side boobs, and always ogle at those large mangoes when she wears a saree.

Even at this age, mom and dad have a healthy sex life. Guess even dad is not tired of her sexy figure and chikni chut. I have heard mom’s muffled moans late at nights. Occasionally, I get to hear them having sex early in the mornings on Sundays as well. I have even seen my dad fondling her luscious boobs in the kitchen when he though I wasn’t looking. I had even caught them kissing passionately on the sofa one night!

Anyway, Dad had been so busy at work all week, that Mom thought that we might miss the wedding of our family friend- Sharma uncle’s daughter Nimmi. Thankfully, Dad’s work ended the day before we were to leave for the wedding.

Finally, mom came out of the room. Dressed in a green chiffon saree, wrapped tightly around her waist. The blouse had extremely short sleeves, giving us ample view of her voluptuous arms. It was evident that the blouse was a deep cut, and her pallu did nothing to hide that fact, letting her cleavage expose. She had tied her saree below her waist, parading her sexy navel for everyone to see. That sexy navel gave me an instant hardon, which I struggled to hide from my parents. She had minimal jewelry on her, and her hair was held together by a clip. She definitely looked like a sex bomb. I stood ogling at my own mother, while dad went upto her and whispered something in her ear. Mom blushed like a new bride.