My mom, me and our journey through the years

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Around 20 days had passed since that incident at my home. Things had started to settle in. It was a Saturday and my father returned from office early that evening. He informed us that he had a conversation with his sister while in office and that we would be visiting my paternal aunt the next day who used to stay in Gurgaon. He further announced that considering how difficult and painful it was to drive through the traffic to Gurgaon, we would instead be traveling by Delhi Metro.

Next day, we woke up earlier than usual and had an early breakfast and started getting ready to leave. I wore a new pair of denim and t shirt while my father got dressed in his cotton trousers and a linen shirt. But it was my mom who looked stunning and stole the show that day. She wore a lemonish green saree with sleeveless blouse. Her flesh could be seen through four prominent places and each one of them looked equally seductive. Firstly, the blouse had a deep back with a string to keep it tight at the back and her soft back skin looked stunning through the gap. Her skin at arms looked so silky and I was having a tough time controlling my urge to feel it. Thirdly, the waist and hint of navel looked so seductive and suggestive of what a treat her body would have been to smother on bed. Lastly, she had paired the saree with golden heels, yeah, the same heels that had been fucked hard by my friends' hard dicks a few days back. Her fair feet looked stunning and wanting to be licked through the god damned heels. In totality, she looked like angelic to me that day.

We left home at around 11 in the morning as dad drove us to the nearest metro station. It was hardly a ten minute drive before we boarded the train from the station. As usual, it was bit crowded in there and we couldn't find three consecutive vacant seats for n the train. Dad got mom seated in one of the seats reserved for ladies as he waited for seats to get vacant so that we both could get seated too. But our wait was cut short after about 5 minutes when someone seated on the lane opposite to my mom called out my dad ' Bhai Sahab, Yaha aayiye jaldi'. Those sitting next to him had just stood up from their seats to deboard the train at the next station and he called us to take those seats before others could take them. We were quick enough to claim those vacant seats and it felt like a little victory. A few seconds later, I discovered that my dad knew this guy as they both exchanged smiles and pleasantries. I soon found out that they had both seen each other in the colony park that my father used to visit for his early morning walks but had never talked to each other. It was like they knew each other by face but nothing more. Soon, both the men started talking and getting to know each other.

He introduced himself to us as one Mr. Sanjay Chaudhary and informed us that he was working in a nearby engineering college as a professor of Mathematics. By looks he looked around 50 years old to me. He basically belonged to Jind in Haryana but had been living in Delhi for quiet sometime now due to his work. He was staying in a rented accommodation in a nearby colony with his family.

Dad introduced me and mom to him as he told him about his job and other details. He looked and spoke like a perfect gentleman then. Soon, the discussion got centred about me and my studies. That's when he told my dad  that he was into taking private turions for higher classes for mathematics. I could sense him advertising himself to my dad as a possible tutor for his son. The discussion soon ended as he deboarded the train a few stations later. Before getting on the platform he waived us good bye with an invitation to my parents 'kabhi aayiye Ghar pe aap log. Bhabhi ji aur Amit ko bhi sath le ke aayiye'

nice change of events ...good to see other men involved .