Adultery My mom's treatment at the hands of commoners by debt_is_paid

[usaiha2]

My mom's treatment at the hands of commoners

Chapter 25

My mom's first fuck!!! - Part 1

Mom leaving the house was somewhat of a relief. With her around, it was going to be impossible for me to set up all the four cameras. Usually whenever she goes to her maternal home regarding these land issues, she doesn't come back home until evening. Moreover, for some odd reason, she always appears tired and disheveled whenever she returns from one of these visits.
 
Anyways, Haria didn't seem at all pleased to see my mother gone, especially since he always looks forward to peeping and ogling her mature, voluptuous body at every opportunity. So, he decide to make an excuse.
 
"Babu, amago aaj taratari chaira dibe Barite bou opekha koritase." ("Babu, can you release me early today My wife is waiting for me at home.")
 
I giggled from the inside, at his request. "Keno Onnodin opekha kore na bujhi" ("Why Doesn't she wait for you on the other days")
 
"Kore. Tobe aaj amago khub jaite issa koritese or kache. Onnodin kore na." ("She does. But today I feel like going to her. On other days, I don't feel that.")
 
"Keno Kore na keno" ("Why Why don't you feel that about her on other days")
 
In a taunting voice, he replied, "Karon onnodin tomago ma barite thake, tai bole." ("Because on other days you mom stays at home, that's why.")
 
For a second I was shocked at his reply. "Ki bolle!" ("What did you say")
 
He quickly rephrased, "N-na mane, onnodin tomar ma er sathe kotha bolte bolte somoe kete jae." ("N-No I mean, on other days, time goes idly by while chatting with your mother.")
 
I smiled at his cunning. "Thikache, kintu eto kaj je baki roe gelo. Egulo ke korbe Aar tomar toh rannao sampūrna hoeni." ("Fine, but there's a lot of work still left. Who'll be doing that And you still have to cook.")
 
"Apnago dupurer ranna hoigise. Rater ranna ami shondhebela aisha korum. Besikhon lagibe na, khali roti aar dimer jhol i to ase." ("Your lunch meal is complete. I'll come back in the evening to make dinner. It's just Chapati and Egg Curry, shouldn't take long.")
 
After hearing that he'll be back in the evening (similar time to when mom will be back I hope), I decided to let him go. I had no doubt that the first thing he was going to do upon reaching home was tear his wife's blouse open and quench his carnal lust by fucking her like an animal.
 
Haria's exit made my work easier. Now that this low class servant was outta the way, I could afford to be a lot less cautious while placing the cameras.
 
Now, the first problem that arose was finding the right location to set up the cameras. At the start, I thought about placing all these cameras in my parents' bedroom at different angles or locations. But then I realized that Mom rarely spends time locked up in that room and hence, I decided that one camera would be enough for her bedroom. I quickly rushed there; my instinctive arousal causing the blood to gush to my growing boner and my heart pounding with excitement. Finally, I would get to shoot some amateur porn and that too involving my very own mother, without her knowledge or consent! Once I reached her bedroom, I couldn't decide where to place them. These cameras were small, wireless, square shaped devices that despite looking inconspicious, they could not be hung from where the roof meets the walls of the house like regular security cameras. Instead I decided to hide them between layers of material. There was a bookshelf in the bedroom that belonged to my Dad, which was filled with books on every rack. One good thing about these cameras were that they did not emit any kinda light - flickering or constant - while recording, which made them increasingly difficult to spot, especially when they're hidden. So I placed one camera in between two of the books on the center-shelf, which was directly opposite to the bed. The camera already had batteries in it and a retractable memory card. My heart skipped a beat as soon as I turned the device on!
 
"Asha korchi record hoche!" ("Hopefully, it's recording!"), I said to myself.
 
My next target location was mom's dressing room! I placed the camera on top of one of mom's unused ladies bags which was hanging from a hook on the wall. Mom hadn't touched the bag in years which is why it appeared quite dusty and filled with disgusting spider webs. The bag was the same color as the camera (i.e. black) and hence provided the perfect camoflauge.
 
Next location was the bathroom! This was easy. When the shower was constructed, the handymen had mistakenly drilled a 3 inch hole underneath the pipe leading to the showerhead. The small camera fitted perfectly inside the hole and I adjusted the angle to give a top view of anyone who was standing underneath the shower! This was the cheekiest position yet.
 
The last location was tough to choose. I was confused between the living room and the kitchen. I finally decided to place it in the kitchen as an experiment, to see how whether Uncle Shyam likes the idea. If he didn't, I could always bring it to the living room or somewhere else. I hid the camera on the highest shelf - between packets of "masala's" - and set it at an angle that gave a good area view of the entire kitchen!
 
Everything was set! I couldn't contain my excitement. I was going to film my very own mother for the sexual pleasures of an old pervert. Unable to hold the arousal, I quickly rushed to my room and bolted the door. I then turned on my laptop and started searching through numerous porn sites. Finally I found a video ideal for my needs: "Mom fucks Neighbor in front of Son!". There this huge bulky guy was fucking a 40 year old MILF with a hard long rod, while her son was watching her from a nearby couch and jerking his small prick.