Indian Mom's Mid-Life Crises Ch. 03

This story continues from where we left off in the previous chapters. Would strongly advise reading them first before coming to this. It's only my first attempt at this, so please be patient, and excuse silly typos / errors. I'm still learning this game a bit, so any feedback is appreciated!

= PPanwar

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Sumana woke up the next day with a bit if a start. As her vision cleared up a bit, the foggy haze in her mind made way for recollections of what had transpired the night before. The scenes came flooding back, as her mind tried to process what she had done.

She felt a rush of emotions as she reflects on the events of the previous night. Part of her wanted to relive the thrill, but she found herself wondering how far she was willing to go down this path. For a while, she tried to push away these thoughts and focus on the day ahead, but her mind kept wandering back to the previous night's escapade.

She forced herself to get out of bed, and go take a cold shower - hoping that would clear her thoughts a bit.

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As Sumana went about her day, her mind was constantly preoccupied with the memories of the previous night. She often appeared distracted and not fully present in conversations with her daughters too.

Savita noticed this and remarked with a slightly concerned look, "Mom, you seem a bit off today. Is everything fine?"

Sumana, shook her head as if clearing a fog, forced a smile and quickly replied, "Yes... yes, sweetie. Everything's fine. Just a bit tired, that's all. I think I need to go get a nap, may be."

"Hey, I have an idea. Why don't all of us go get some shut-eye near the swimming pool? It's pretty pleasant today," chimed in Sanjana, finishing her sentence with a sigh, "and they have the most comfy loungers."

Clearly her youngest had already tried to make this a relaxing vacation for herself, thought Sumana.

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Later that day, Sumana was lounged by the pool, enjoying the warmth of the sun on her skin. Not bad, she thought to herself, Sanjana's suggestion was working on her. The two girls had wandered off to the far-end of the pool, Savita opting to take a dip. This pretty much left Sumana alone, all by herself, with a peaceful ambience and a lethargic ode in the air.

For the first time since the morning, she was able to think clearly about what transpired the night before. If someone had asked her two weeks ago if she could imagine herself masturbating, naked, on a beach - she'd have probably slapped that person across the face.

But, she didn't quite know what it was - her stress slowly easing out, the anxiety of the recent years, or just the increased libido that women have in their 40s? She'd read about that last concept in some fem-magazine a few months back, but just brushed it aside as another urban myth. Now, experiencing the after effects of that same sexual energy, she wasn't quite sure...

She was ruminating over this very thought, a cocktail in her hand and that day's newspaper covering her furrowed brow, when her attention was drawn to a group of women a few chairs away. They were laughing and chatting about their night out, and Sumana couldn't help but eavesdrop on their conversation.

"...and then he took me back to his room," one woman was saying, giggling.

"Ooh, girl, did he have...?" another woman asked.

"He sure did. I don't think I've ever had so much fun," the first woman replied.

Sumana thought she heard a familiar voice, and slightly tilted her head to glance at the women. Sure enough, she recognized them - they were the volleyball players from yesterday! And within their group was Pooja, one half of the couple that had nicely dropped her back at the resort after their game.

Sumana was reminded of the little mischief she'd played with Pooja and Ashok, on the walk back, deliberately giving them a small peep-show now and then. She was in this reverie, when her ear picked up something that caught her attention.

"We should try it out tonight as well..." she heard one of among the gaggle chime. Her curiosity was piqued, and she couldn't help but wonder what these women had been up to. Sumana felt a stirring in her stomach as she listened to their conversation. She had always been a bit of a voyeur, enjoying the thrill of watching and listening in on others lives, but she had never acted on those impulses beyond just a surface-level curiosity.

"I hear the sauna is going to be open late every night at this place," the first woman said, her voice low and conspiratorial, "we should all meet up there."

"Ooh, that sounds fun," the second woman said. "What time should we meet?"

"Midnight, sounds good," Pooja said decisively. "But, you know what, girls. Let Ashok and me take a look around first. We'll let you know if the coast is clear, and then you can all join us!"

These women were clearly planning something exciting, and Sumana wanted in on it. She watched as the girls continued their conversation for a bit and slowly dispersed, heading back to their respective rooms in all probability. Sumana waited until they were out of sight before slowly slipping out from behind the newspaper and following Pooja, intent on finding out where she was put up.

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Sumana trailed Pooja at a safe distance, trying to blend in with the crowd, or stick to the niches, as they walked through the resort. From her vantage point, Sumana noticed how Pooja was particularly striking, with long, flowing hair and a curvy figure that invariably drew a second glance, even in a beach resort! She was wearing a sleeveless, thin, red dress that was hugging her curves thanks to the humid weather.

Sumana couldn't help but notice the way she sashayed as she walked, her hips swaying hypnotically with each step. As she continued peering, she could make out what appeared to be the outline of a lacy lingerie set underneath the dress, and Sumana couldn't help but feel a tingling sensation run down her spine...

Pooja made her way to the elevator, and Sumana waited until she stepped inside, and the doors had shut, before rushing forward to note down the floor number where it stopped.

"Yess!" she sighed to herself, when she noticed the elevator pause at the second floor, and she quickly made her way up the adjacent flight of stairs, trying to catch a glimpse of Pooja before she disappeared into one of the rooms.

Sumana was huffing a bit, as she reached the second floor, and was just in time to see Pooja turn a corner at the far end of the corridor. She quickly followed her, careful not to make too much noise, and peered around the wall.

Pooja let herself into one of the rooms, and Sumana quickly counted the doors leading up to it. Once the her target was inside, and she heard the definite click, Sumana slowly walked up the corridor to the door. She made a mental note of the room number, and walked on without a pause.

Mission accomplished, she told herself with a smile, still a little leery from the combination of the adrenaline-rush plus cardio, she'd just given herself! An idea about what to do later that night was beginning to foment in her mind, and whatever doubts lingered about her recent activities - they surely dissipated as this exciting prospect took hold of her.

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As Sumana prepared for her second nightly escapade, she selected her outfit carefully again, opting for the sexiest, lacy bra in her collection. The cups only just about covered her areolas, and left her a majority of her substantial bosom uncovered. She opted for a matching thong panty, that snuggled securely in her love-gash.

She took a deep breath, and stepped out of her hotel room. The cool night air brushes against her barely-covered body. The thin silk robe she'd opted for as coverall, did little to shield her skin from the sea-breeze. But Sumana felt a different kind of warmth building inside her, fuelled by the excitement of her upcoming adventure.

She scanned the dimly lit corridors of the resort, ensuring that there was no one around. She walked down the hallway, her slip-on sandals barely making any noise against the tiled floor. Each step feels amplified in the quiet of the night, and Sumana's senses are heightened - every sound and smell seems more vivid than ever before.

Sumana passed by a number of rooms, checking for signs of movement, until she reached her destination. This was a luxury resort, and true to form it had a pretty spacious gym, equipped with a sauna and a steam-room. From what she could recollect, the backdoor of the attached locker-room led to the swimming pool area that Sumana and her daughters had occupied earlier that day.

Inside the gym, she soon found herself in the women's locker room, which was empty, as expected. It wasn't too well lit, and Sumana didn't bother turning on any new lights lest it attract unwarranted attention. She she was still moving around in a half-hunched position, so as quickly hide were it necessary to do so.

Sumana found her way to the steam room, where she let herself in, slowly closing the door behind herself as she looked around, her hand tracing the glass-tiled walls of the cabin.

She could feel her heart beating rapidly, and she was breathing heavier than usual. She felt her nipples hardening, and she moaned softly to herself as she placed both palms against the wall and leaned forward.

"Oh god...what's happening to me..." she whispered to herself.

She could feel the build up of wetness between her legs, and wanted to rub herself out. But, intuition told her to wait, and that there was more in store for the night. Instead, she found a bottle of moisturizing lotion from a nearby shelf and slowly rubbed it against her tits and inner thighs - hoping the cooling effect would temper the heat coursing through her veins right now!

She continued to explore her body with the lotion, rubbing it between her thighs, around her groin, and over her stomach, before finally moving her hands towards her slit...

As she felt a wave of pleasure wash over her, "Fuck!" she yelled aloud. No, she wanted something more tonight. This simply wouldn't cut it.

She needed a real man's cock inside her, filling her up, and god damn it if she wasn't going to find a way to make that happen!

Sumana stood up straight and slowly walked over to the door, opening it slightly. She peeked into the locker room, seeing that no one was around.

"Ok, let's look around a bit, shall we..." she whispered to herself. She was running on some hormonal fuel she had no idea was in her till now - walking down the array of stalls towards the backdoor. She realised she'd left behind in the steam room, and was now nearly nude, save for the bare-minimum lingerie set that was on her.

As expected, the backdoor led to a concrete patio area with garden tables and chairs. Just beyond was the swimming pool at the centre, surrounded by several lounge chairs.

"Perfect," she said to herself, smiling.

She made her way past the pool, which was empty, towards the area where the volleyball group was sitting and chatting in the afternoon.

To her luck, Sumana found a large cooler full of beer. She opened it and took out a can for herself, gulping almost half of it at one go. It felt good, going down her dry throat, making her head spin a bit - mostly from the brain-freeze.

"Mmmm," she said happily, belching a bit as the liquid made its way to her stomach, "now, let's see if my prediction pans out.."

She took another huge swig of the beer, and then walked towards the edge of the lounging area, now careful to stay hidden behind some potted plants and a hedge. She settled in at her hiding spot, taking the odd swig from the can.

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It was about 15 minutes later that Sumana was alerted to two silhouettes making their way towards the loungers by the pool. She squinted a bit in the dim lighting, but as they came closer - she immediately identified her targets, it was Pooja and Ashok, as expected!

They were both sharing a drink, and Sumana made sure to duck further behind the hedge and peek out, remaining hidden from view.

Pooja was now wearing a revealing two-piece swimsuit that left little to the imagination, a cloth of some kind slung over her shoulder. The swimsuit-top revealed enough cleavage, giving her secret admirer a clear view of her sizeable, milky assets.

Her partner - Ashok - meanwhile, was topless, showing off his chiselled abs.

Sumana felt a tingle run through her body as she took in their exposed skin, a rush of excitement building up inside her.

As she continued watching, the duo kept chatting, and laughing, refreshing their drinks from the cooler. Sumana couldn't quite make out what they were saying, but she could tell they were enjoying each other's company. Suddenly, Ashok got up headed towards the pool, leaving Pooja alone on the lounger.

Sumana decided to seize this opportunity to sneak closer to where they were sitting, and moved quickly, quietly making her way towards Pooja's coordinates. She crouched behind a particularly large potted plant, conveniently hidden, and listened intently as the young woman spoke on her phone.

Sumana could hear snippets of one side of the conversation - something about a party, a friend, and a hotel room number... She strained to hear more but couldn't make out the exact details.

As Pooja finished up her phone call, she appeared to clearly indicate that Ashok and her would rather be left alone that night, and weren't in the mood for a larger gathering. Sumana felt a slight rush of excitement course through her as she realized that this might just have presented her an opportunity, and see how far she could take her plan.

Eventually, once Ashok returned from his short dip, Pooja and he downed their their drinks and left the area, walking back towards their patio. Sumana watched them go, tailing them noiselessly while still hidden behind the hedge. She waited until the couple had made their way almost up the patio, and she herself was now behind a small parapet wall.

She positioned herself just behind them, still crouching behind the short wall, "Hey, you guys!" she called out to them.

They turned around and looked at Sumana - her head peeping just above the parapet. She could see them both squinting trying to place the source of the sound.

She slowly got up, and stepped out from behind the barrier.

Both of their faces revealed complete shock, as they were startled to see her.

"Whaaa... What the... Is that you, Sumana?" said Pooja, a bit too loud. "What happened?" as she took in the older woman's near-naked avatar.

"Hey, I'm sorry to bother you, but..." Sumana continued, coming forward, and approaching the two, "I was wondering if you could help me with something."

"Errmm.. Ok, what's happening?" asked Ashok a bit incredulously, peeling his gaze away from Sumana, to look at his partner for some response.

"Well, you see...it's like this..." Sumana began, her mind now in free-roam mode, as began to formulate a alibi.

As she spoke, she noticed that the young couple couldn't help but glance down her body, taking in every curve of her mom-bod. She did not feel embarrassed or uncomfortable - in fact, she was could feel herself getting a lot more turned on with all this attention.

"Err... Sumana?" Pooja said, still not exactly looking her in the eye, "Can we help you? You seem lost."

Sumana smiled coyly, almost embarrassedly, "Oh, I'm sorry, I thought you might be able to help me find something."

"Yes?" Ashok asked this time.

"Well," Sumana replied, "it's like this..." she paused, and waited for her moment. Her plan was coming together in her mind.

"You see," she continued, "I've been going to this gym regularly for the past few days now, and I usually hit the sauna right after. Well, today, I went a couple of hours back, and by the time I got out, I realized that my bathrobe was missing - someone's either stolen it or taken it mistakenly. And, well... Umm... there's nothing worse than having to walk around almost naked like this, in front of everyone else, is there?"

The couple were intently looking at her now. How much of the story they actually heard was anyone's guess, but they seemed to have caught the gist amidst the admiration of Sumana's ample figure.

"So, err...would you possibly be willing to let me borrow some clothes so that I can go to my room, and put something on? I'll bring your clothes back right away." she asked.

The couple looked at each other, and then nodded.

"Well, sure." the man said, "I guess... that's an idea." He gestured at Pooja, as if asking her to lead the way. Pooja glanced at him, and then at Sumana, and nodded.

Sumana smiled widely, thanking them - and then turned around, leading the way back to the locker rooms. She grinned to herself, still a little leery at what she was doing - or trying to do at least. Really, what was she on!

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As she walked towards to locker room back-door again, the couple following her had a lovely view of her shimmying buttocks - swaying, and slightly jiggling as Sumana made it a point to walk a bit sexily, without it being too obvious. May be she was subconsciously taking inspiration from what she had seen why ogling at Pooja earlier that afternoon?

When she reached the door, she stopped, and turned around, facing them, "By the way, both of you, I really appreciate the help."

They both nodded, smiling at her again - still a little bemused and wide-eyed at this middle-aged, curvy, near-naked woman in front of them.

Sumana then opened the door to the locker room, and waited for Pooja and Ashok to come inside. After a few seconds, the door closed behind them, locking them in.

And then she led Pooja towards one of the booths, so she could borrow her clothes. Or at least, that was her ruse for now - she was really innovating on the fly here! Meanwhile, Ashok continued to wait outside, sat on one of the locker room benches.

When they reached the entrance of the booth, Sumana opened the door, and invited Pooja to come in. "Seriously, I'm so sorry for having to death you both through this..." Sumana said, forcing an apologetic smile.

"No! Please, it's no issue at all..." Pooja replied, "These things happen sometimes," she continued smiling somewhat coyly, "... and for all you know, it's one of our friends who probably took your clothes by mistake! They keep using the sauna as well, always in and out..."

"Ohh... That makes so much sense! You know what once this whole issue is resolved, I should catch up with you all at volleyball court again tomorrow. May be we can find out who's the robe-stealer!" Sumana offered with a giggle.

"Yes, we should! And we had so much fun with you the other day... this has been one happening post-grad trip!"

"Post-grad, uh? That's nice, so you all know each other from university?" Sumana said, continuing the small talk to break the ice.

"Yes, we all graduate later this year, so this would be our final chance to have a vacation together for a while. Ashok and I, especially, really wanted this, and some of our cost friends also joined in," offered Pooja, giving another animated smile.

"Didn't see it taking this turn did you?" asked Sumana, trying to lighten the mood.

Pooja giggled softly this time, "Not at all!" she said, stealing another glance at Sumana's body, "But thank goodness you found us, haha!"

Sumana smiled, and then went into the stall, beckoning Pooja to join her and close the door. Her younger companion duly followed, latching the door behind her.

In the dim lighting of the bathroom, Pooja undressed quickly, removing her own thin-robe. Underneath was the same two-piece swimsuit that Sumana had admired from afar a few minutes earlier, "Well, it is her college trip after all..." she thought to herself, staring at Pooja ample, luscious breasts barely contained by her swimsuit-top.