01-04-2020, 03:39 AM
Jyoti followed Mr. Misra' pointing finger and then watched in a daze as he moved the ladder under the ceiling fixture. He then went into the closet, but Jyoti noticed he had it open enough to see out but, unless you were looking for him, he was not visible. Once again Jyoti tugged on her robe, but it still didn't go lower.
Jyoti called her son and when he entered her room she told him she needed him to hold the ladder steady for her. When he offered to change the light bulb she told him she wasn't strong enough to hold the ladder. He was about to tell her that was ridiculous when she got angry and was curt with him so he relented.
From his hiding place, Mr. Misra watched Jyoti tentatively take the first step. It was obvious she was trying to keep her too short robe down. When Jyoti's hips were even with Aarav's face he reached out to hold his mother. But his hands stopped in mid-air. What Aarav saw was the bottom of his mother's buttocks sticking out from under the robe. When Jyoti took the next step, Aarav was able to see under his mother's robe, at her pale blue panties so sheer he saw the crack of her ass. Aarav's hands gripped the sides of the ladder as he looked up, not even trying to avert his eyes.
Jyoti knew how short the robe was and that it didn't maintain her modesty, but she couldn't look down. She hoped her son wasn't staring under her robe, but she didn't know and was afraid to find out. Instead, Jyoti thought it best to complete her task as quickly as possible. But what she didn't count on was that Mr. Misra had rigged the light fixture. She couldn't easily unscrew the mechanism holding the glass covering in place.
"Aarav, could you get me the pliers?" Jyoti asked.
"Will you be okay up there?"
"Yes, as long as I don't move. Please, get the pliers."
Aarav moved away from the ladder. Mr. Misra noticed he turned back and looked up one more time before heading for the door. On the way Aarav saw his mother's panties on the bed and hesitated. Mr. Misra had made a bet with himself that the teenager would take them. Aarav looked back at his mother checking to see if she was looking. She wasn't so he stuffed the soiled panties into his pocket.
When Aarav returned he stopped by the ladder and looked under his mother's robe. He then stepped to the side of the ladder and handed the pliers to Jyoti, then returned to his spot and put his foot on the lowest rung to keep it steady. While Jyoti struggled with the screw, Aarav stared under her short robe. As his mother moved, her legs parted and Aarav saw the part of her panties covering her pussy. The material was so thin that he even saw her slit and pubic hair. Mr. Misra watched him rub his obviously hard cock while staring up his mother's robe.
Finally, Jyoti changed the bulb and put the glass covering back in place. When she stepped onto the next lower rung her robe rode up her buttocks and Aarav was able to see most of her panty-covered ass. Jyoti got to the floor and thanked Aarav who left her bedroom.
"Happy?" Jyoti asked sarcastically when Mr. Misra came out of the closet. "That was sick."
"Notice anything missing?" Mr. Misra asked.
Jyoti looked around. "No."
"Your panties... the nice smelly ones."
Jyoti's eyes darted to her bed and then her hand covered her mouth. "Oh-my-god, he didn't."
"He sure did."
"But why?"
"Let's go find out," Mr. Misra said.
Jyoti called her son and when he entered her room she told him she needed him to hold the ladder steady for her. When he offered to change the light bulb she told him she wasn't strong enough to hold the ladder. He was about to tell her that was ridiculous when she got angry and was curt with him so he relented.
From his hiding place, Mr. Misra watched Jyoti tentatively take the first step. It was obvious she was trying to keep her too short robe down. When Jyoti's hips were even with Aarav's face he reached out to hold his mother. But his hands stopped in mid-air. What Aarav saw was the bottom of his mother's buttocks sticking out from under the robe. When Jyoti took the next step, Aarav was able to see under his mother's robe, at her pale blue panties so sheer he saw the crack of her ass. Aarav's hands gripped the sides of the ladder as he looked up, not even trying to avert his eyes.
Jyoti knew how short the robe was and that it didn't maintain her modesty, but she couldn't look down. She hoped her son wasn't staring under her robe, but she didn't know and was afraid to find out. Instead, Jyoti thought it best to complete her task as quickly as possible. But what she didn't count on was that Mr. Misra had rigged the light fixture. She couldn't easily unscrew the mechanism holding the glass covering in place.
"Aarav, could you get me the pliers?" Jyoti asked.
"Will you be okay up there?"
"Yes, as long as I don't move. Please, get the pliers."
Aarav moved away from the ladder. Mr. Misra noticed he turned back and looked up one more time before heading for the door. On the way Aarav saw his mother's panties on the bed and hesitated. Mr. Misra had made a bet with himself that the teenager would take them. Aarav looked back at his mother checking to see if she was looking. She wasn't so he stuffed the soiled panties into his pocket.
When Aarav returned he stopped by the ladder and looked under his mother's robe. He then stepped to the side of the ladder and handed the pliers to Jyoti, then returned to his spot and put his foot on the lowest rung to keep it steady. While Jyoti struggled with the screw, Aarav stared under her short robe. As his mother moved, her legs parted and Aarav saw the part of her panties covering her pussy. The material was so thin that he even saw her slit and pubic hair. Mr. Misra watched him rub his obviously hard cock while staring up his mother's robe.
Finally, Jyoti changed the bulb and put the glass covering back in place. When she stepped onto the next lower rung her robe rode up her buttocks and Aarav was able to see most of her panty-covered ass. Jyoti got to the floor and thanked Aarav who left her bedroom.
"Happy?" Jyoti asked sarcastically when Mr. Misra came out of the closet. "That was sick."
"Notice anything missing?" Mr. Misra asked.
Jyoti looked around. "No."
"Your panties... the nice smelly ones."
Jyoti's eyes darted to her bed and then her hand covered her mouth. "Oh-my-god, he didn't."
"He sure did."
"But why?"
"Let's go find out," Mr. Misra said.
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