04-05-2020, 01:44 AM
(This post was last modified: 18-07-2024, 12:03 PM by scorpia95. Edited 4 times in total. Edited 4 times in total.)
Just a short update. I realized that the story is really emotionless where everything is perfectly leading to the final sex scene. I'm going to start making it more realistic and adding more emotional turmoil. I hope you guys continue to stick with me 
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Anjali
Waking up bleary eyed, Anjali wiped at her eyes before jolting awake wondering how long she had slept for. It was only supposed to be a quick 30-minute nap.
Looking to her right, she spotted the alarm clock. It was 5 pm. Aditya usually got home at 3 pm. She wondered why the TV wasn’t playing like it usually does around this time when he watched it while eating.
“Oh crap!” she suddenly remembered that she had bolted the door after coming in, so Aditya wouldn’t be able to come inside.
Hurriedly running to the front door, she undid the locking mechanism and peeked out the door, wondering if Aditya would be sitting outside.
Seeing no one, she closed the door and took a deep breath to calm the panic that was rising way in her heart. Instead, she walked to the kitchen and started cooking his favorite food for dinner, Biryani. She hoped he wouldn’t be too angry for having been locked outside.
Almost an hour passed before she heard the door open and footsteps getting ever closer, drawn to the noise of cooking coming from the kitchen.
Anjali kept her eyes focused on the cooking, not wanting to meet Aditya’s eyes, hoping to delay getting scolded for having locked him outside. She was surprised when she felt arms around her as her son hugged her from behind.
“Hi mom. I love you” he breathed into her hair.
Surprised, Anjali turned around, hugging him back and leaving a quick peck on his cheek as she asked looking up at him from under her eyes “Are you mad at me?”
Laughing, Aditya reassured her several times over that he was not before asking her how her date went with Chandran.
Anjali’s face paled in shock and she feel her cheeks heat up as they reddened akin to that of a tomato. She brushed her finger, pulling a few stray locks of hair behind her ear while chewing on her bottom lip. This was a nervous habit that had carried on from her youth and the topic of many boys, who found it to be adorable.
“uh... I... how do you know about that?” Anjali asked, frightened and wondering if they had been too callous and that maybe someone Aditya was friends with might have seen them outside acting like a couple.
Feeling light-headed, Anjali leant back, getting support from the kitchen counter as she pressed on her forehead. She could feel the beginnings of a bad headache coming on.
“When I couldn’t open the door, I went over to Chandran’s house and we talked a bit. He’s really enamored with you ya’ know. That was a really good plan by the way, but never mind that. Are you okay??” Aditya asked worriedly, wondering if he was too forward with confronting his mom
“I... yeah... I’m okay. My head is starting to hurt” Anjali whispered wondering how she’d get herself out of this conversation. But her curiosity got the best of her “What did Chandran say?”
Suppressing the grin that pulled at his lips, Aditya nonchalantly threw out “Oh, you know about how you guys seemed like a real couple and that everyone you met believed it. He said he had a really fun time and you did too. Oh… and he said you guys kissed”
Shocked, Anjali felt a sudden throb in her chest akin to getting punched and having the wind knocked out of her. Her head started pounding harder and she felt her vision getting darker as if someone was slowly dbanging a blanket over her eyes.
“.. MA, Are you okay??” Aditya asked, afraid that he had said too much. Inwardly, he rebuked himself for being such an idiot.
All of a suddenly, Anjali’s body loosened, and she felt muscles stop working as she fell forward. Thankfully, Aditya’s reflexes were quick enough that he caught her just as she almost slammed her head on the floor.
“Mom, what’s wrong. Are you okay!??” he kept saying those words over and over again on the verge of tears. Gently laying his mother on the floor, he hurried over to the sink and filled a glass full of tap water, then dripped it a drop at a time into her mouth.
Suddenly, he felt his tears burst forward and he started sobbing at the pain he had caused his own mother. After a few minutes, his tears subsided and he picked up his mother, carrying her into her bedroom and laying her on the bed before covering her up with the blanket and closing the lights. Before he closed the door, he whispered back “I’m so sorry” ashamed at having let his lust take over his common sense.
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Anjali
Waking up bleary eyed, Anjali wiped at her eyes before jolting awake wondering how long she had slept for. It was only supposed to be a quick 30-minute nap.
Looking to her right, she spotted the alarm clock. It was 5 pm. Aditya usually got home at 3 pm. She wondered why the TV wasn’t playing like it usually does around this time when he watched it while eating.
“Oh crap!” she suddenly remembered that she had bolted the door after coming in, so Aditya wouldn’t be able to come inside.
Hurriedly running to the front door, she undid the locking mechanism and peeked out the door, wondering if Aditya would be sitting outside.
Seeing no one, she closed the door and took a deep breath to calm the panic that was rising way in her heart. Instead, she walked to the kitchen and started cooking his favorite food for dinner, Biryani. She hoped he wouldn’t be too angry for having been locked outside.
Almost an hour passed before she heard the door open and footsteps getting ever closer, drawn to the noise of cooking coming from the kitchen.
Anjali kept her eyes focused on the cooking, not wanting to meet Aditya’s eyes, hoping to delay getting scolded for having locked him outside. She was surprised when she felt arms around her as her son hugged her from behind.
“Hi mom. I love you” he breathed into her hair.
Surprised, Anjali turned around, hugging him back and leaving a quick peck on his cheek as she asked looking up at him from under her eyes “Are you mad at me?”
Laughing, Aditya reassured her several times over that he was not before asking her how her date went with Chandran.
Anjali’s face paled in shock and she feel her cheeks heat up as they reddened akin to that of a tomato. She brushed her finger, pulling a few stray locks of hair behind her ear while chewing on her bottom lip. This was a nervous habit that had carried on from her youth and the topic of many boys, who found it to be adorable.
“uh... I... how do you know about that?” Anjali asked, frightened and wondering if they had been too callous and that maybe someone Aditya was friends with might have seen them outside acting like a couple.
Feeling light-headed, Anjali leant back, getting support from the kitchen counter as she pressed on her forehead. She could feel the beginnings of a bad headache coming on.
“When I couldn’t open the door, I went over to Chandran’s house and we talked a bit. He’s really enamored with you ya’ know. That was a really good plan by the way, but never mind that. Are you okay??” Aditya asked worriedly, wondering if he was too forward with confronting his mom
“I... yeah... I’m okay. My head is starting to hurt” Anjali whispered wondering how she’d get herself out of this conversation. But her curiosity got the best of her “What did Chandran say?”
Suppressing the grin that pulled at his lips, Aditya nonchalantly threw out “Oh, you know about how you guys seemed like a real couple and that everyone you met believed it. He said he had a really fun time and you did too. Oh… and he said you guys kissed”
Shocked, Anjali felt a sudden throb in her chest akin to getting punched and having the wind knocked out of her. Her head started pounding harder and she felt her vision getting darker as if someone was slowly dbanging a blanket over her eyes.
“.. MA, Are you okay??” Aditya asked, afraid that he had said too much. Inwardly, he rebuked himself for being such an idiot.
All of a suddenly, Anjali’s body loosened, and she felt muscles stop working as she fell forward. Thankfully, Aditya’s reflexes were quick enough that he caught her just as she almost slammed her head on the floor.
“Mom, what’s wrong. Are you okay!??” he kept saying those words over and over again on the verge of tears. Gently laying his mother on the floor, he hurried over to the sink and filled a glass full of tap water, then dripped it a drop at a time into her mouth.
Suddenly, he felt his tears burst forward and he started sobbing at the pain he had caused his own mother. After a few minutes, his tears subsided and he picked up his mother, carrying her into her bedroom and laying her on the bed before covering her up with the blanket and closing the lights. Before he closed the door, he whispered back “I’m so sorry” ashamed at having let his lust take over his common sense.
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