07-01-2020, 09:12 AM
I saw mom was making some Roti to eat and some daal and went up to her “Ma! Leave that to me. You go take a bath and get ready. Wear some makeup and nail polish. We want to impress Chandran so he can’t say no to a beautiful lady!” I told her, taking her place.
She looked at me for a moment before saying “Aditi. The things I do for you. I better get a best Mom ever coffee cup on my birthday” she said shaking her head before walking off to the bedroom.
I just laughed and promised that she’d get one soon as she left the kitchen and the door closed behind her. Two hours later, when my mom emerged from the bedroom, she looked even better than she did on her first date with her future husband.
She was wearing a green and blue sundress that splayed out, ending just past her knees. It was a one-piece baggy dress that didn’t show off her boobs or ass, but it did show off her legs. I don’t ever remember having seen her legs in that way before, but they looked shiny and hairless with an anklet adorning her right ankle. It chimed with every step she took. Her toes had pink polish on them, same as her fingernails. Her hair flowed around her back with a top knot that made her look beautiful. I had never thought of my mom as hot, but right now, this was the only way I could describe her. She had worn makeup that I hadn’t seen her with in years. Her eyelashes seemed longer, and her lips were painted pink like her nails with just a hint of red blush on her cheeks. I was too stunned to speak and would have stared at her forever if the doorbell hadn’t rung.
I turned towards the door and opened it. Chandran looked stunned as he stared at my mom. I turned to look towards and we both stood staring at her for 30 seconds as my mom looked down shyly. He rushed in towards her knocking me aside as he hugged her for a few seconds longer than necessary before pulling away while holding her shoulders. He looked into her eyes and whispered “Wow… I have never seen anyone this beautiful in my life Anjali! You are truly an angel. Your husband must be proud of having such a trophy wife!” he admired.
My mom blushed red in a way I had never seen before speaking “Oh stop it Chandran, you’re making me blush!” and pulling away from his clutches.
We sat around the dining table as usual while my mom put food in our plates with Chandran putting food in mom’s plate as usual. My mom smiled at him and we talked as usual like a family with Chandran asking how her day was and what I learnt in college today. After we finished the meal, my mom put her hand over Chandran’s and looked him in the eye while biting her lip. “Chandran. I have a huge favor to ask you. Aditi’s parent teacher night is coming up this Friday and since Anwar won’t be able to come due to his work, could you come in his palce?”
“What are you asking me Anjali? Do you want me to take your husbands place in this meeting?” he asking with his eyebrows raised that made lines appear on his forehead.
“Well, it would look improper if I went by myself, I was wondering you could pretend to be Aditi’s father. I know I’m asking a lot, but please think it over. You are a dear friend to me, and I would really owe you for this” my mom said caressing his hand.
Chandran clasped his hand with her and their fingers intertwined. “Of course, Anjali! I’d do anything for you!”
“Wow, that’s great Chandu!!” she said in happy voice. She had just given him an affectionate nickname that you give to people you care about, like how she called me Aditi. I sat that with a big goofy grin on my face as I noticed that Chandran and my mom still held hands
“Anjali, hold on! If we want to pull this off, I have to pretend to be your real husband for the next few days, so we don’t look so awkward in front of their teachers. I don’t know if you’d be able to pull this off without some practice first” he said looking thoughtful.
I could see my mother thinking about this before replying “I… I don’t know Chandran, I don’t think that would be proper” with a frown on her face
“Don’t worry Anjali, its just fake practice!” he said trying to reassure her. “Besides, it will destroy your son if anyone figures out that you had to use a fake father because his real one couldn’t find the time to come”
My mom still had a frown on her face as she replied in a stern voice “Anwar is very busy from working all day to provide for us”, but she relented “I see your point too though, I guess that makes sense. How do we do this? What do you mean by practice?”
“Well, I’m assuming your husband doesn’t know about this, so I think we should be together as much as possible for the next 2 days until the meeting. This way we will get comfortable around each other.” He said as a matter of fact.
Turning towards me, he said in a voice that commanded obedience “Aditi, go to your room and finish your homework, while we clean up the dishes”
“Yes sir!” I saluted while laughing and going into my room.
She looked at me for a moment before saying “Aditi. The things I do for you. I better get a best Mom ever coffee cup on my birthday” she said shaking her head before walking off to the bedroom.
I just laughed and promised that she’d get one soon as she left the kitchen and the door closed behind her. Two hours later, when my mom emerged from the bedroom, she looked even better than she did on her first date with her future husband.
She was wearing a green and blue sundress that splayed out, ending just past her knees. It was a one-piece baggy dress that didn’t show off her boobs or ass, but it did show off her legs. I don’t ever remember having seen her legs in that way before, but they looked shiny and hairless with an anklet adorning her right ankle. It chimed with every step she took. Her toes had pink polish on them, same as her fingernails. Her hair flowed around her back with a top knot that made her look beautiful. I had never thought of my mom as hot, but right now, this was the only way I could describe her. She had worn makeup that I hadn’t seen her with in years. Her eyelashes seemed longer, and her lips were painted pink like her nails with just a hint of red blush on her cheeks. I was too stunned to speak and would have stared at her forever if the doorbell hadn’t rung.
I turned towards the door and opened it. Chandran looked stunned as he stared at my mom. I turned to look towards and we both stood staring at her for 30 seconds as my mom looked down shyly. He rushed in towards her knocking me aside as he hugged her for a few seconds longer than necessary before pulling away while holding her shoulders. He looked into her eyes and whispered “Wow… I have never seen anyone this beautiful in my life Anjali! You are truly an angel. Your husband must be proud of having such a trophy wife!” he admired.
My mom blushed red in a way I had never seen before speaking “Oh stop it Chandran, you’re making me blush!” and pulling away from his clutches.
We sat around the dining table as usual while my mom put food in our plates with Chandran putting food in mom’s plate as usual. My mom smiled at him and we talked as usual like a family with Chandran asking how her day was and what I learnt in college today. After we finished the meal, my mom put her hand over Chandran’s and looked him in the eye while biting her lip. “Chandran. I have a huge favor to ask you. Aditi’s parent teacher night is coming up this Friday and since Anwar won’t be able to come due to his work, could you come in his palce?”
“What are you asking me Anjali? Do you want me to take your husbands place in this meeting?” he asking with his eyebrows raised that made lines appear on his forehead.
“Well, it would look improper if I went by myself, I was wondering you could pretend to be Aditi’s father. I know I’m asking a lot, but please think it over. You are a dear friend to me, and I would really owe you for this” my mom said caressing his hand.
Chandran clasped his hand with her and their fingers intertwined. “Of course, Anjali! I’d do anything for you!”
“Wow, that’s great Chandu!!” she said in happy voice. She had just given him an affectionate nickname that you give to people you care about, like how she called me Aditi. I sat that with a big goofy grin on my face as I noticed that Chandran and my mom still held hands
“Anjali, hold on! If we want to pull this off, I have to pretend to be your real husband for the next few days, so we don’t look so awkward in front of their teachers. I don’t know if you’d be able to pull this off without some practice first” he said looking thoughtful.
I could see my mother thinking about this before replying “I… I don’t know Chandran, I don’t think that would be proper” with a frown on her face
“Don’t worry Anjali, its just fake practice!” he said trying to reassure her. “Besides, it will destroy your son if anyone figures out that you had to use a fake father because his real one couldn’t find the time to come”
My mom still had a frown on her face as she replied in a stern voice “Anwar is very busy from working all day to provide for us”, but she relented “I see your point too though, I guess that makes sense. How do we do this? What do you mean by practice?”
“Well, I’m assuming your husband doesn’t know about this, so I think we should be together as much as possible for the next 2 days until the meeting. This way we will get comfortable around each other.” He said as a matter of fact.
Turning towards me, he said in a voice that commanded obedience “Aditi, go to your room and finish your homework, while we clean up the dishes”
“Yes sir!” I saluted while laughing and going into my room.
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