01-06-2021, 02:07 PM
Sheetal was wondering how things had changed in the last several months. When she grew up it was common to hear sounds at night. Initially she was wondering what they were. Given the way their house was built, her room was right by the side of her parents’ room. After a certain age her mom made sure she slept by herself in her room. But the walls were thin and the rooms were adjacent. It all started with a night when she woke up thirsty and decided to go and get herself some water. The sounds that she heard initially confused her. Then curiosity took over and killed the cat and a lot more as they say. She had her first visual of her mom and dad making out and transformed into two different individuals. What on earth was this. It was one of the first incidents that propelled her move from innocence to knowing more about the truths of life. For some days she was wondering what had really happened. Slowly she understood what was going on and the shame and embarrassment she felt in the first few days melted away. Her dad and mom were good lovers, she said to herself and both are lucky. Teenage discussions with friends eventually made her realise that this was the case with everyone. And everyone’s moms and dads did all this.
Then her mom fell ill and slowly she began to take on her responsibilities more and more, except one of course. Before her mom passed away, she had told Sheetal to make sure her dad did not remain single and alone for long. She promised her mom that she would do whatever she could to make sure her dad remarried. Vijay’s wife knew that there was no way her husband would remain single after her death. It was better he was remarried and had someone to take care of him and fulfil his needs and kinks. He would otherwise begin to start looking at other women who were potentially attracted to him. She knew that some of her neighbours would not mind an occasional fling with her husband. But as the father of two girls, he was expected to show more responsible behaviour. Sheetal knew that two months after her mom’s death, her dad was already having sex with their aunt. She was not bothered about the fact that her dad was screwing her aunt who was married. She was more concerned about the consequences if their family found out. Life can be tough for women even though men are far more responsible for all the nonsense that goes on. Our society will find it easier to pin the blame on her aunt and punish her than to do the same against her dad. Sometimes it angered her that this was the way things were. But well born in a Haryanvi jat family, she knew her way to power and position was not through rebelling but by using her skills in a different manner. And she was feeling comfortable that the match she found for her dad on the matrimonial website seemed to be working well. A few more weeks, may be a month or two and then she would tell her dad to go ahead and propose marriage. Something made her feel reassured about this woman. She was not just a good fit sexually for her dad, but she seemed to be someone who would take the place of a mother and wife so well. Her thoughts made her smile as she opened the front door to her home and enter. The groans made her realise that two individuals were busy having sex. One was her dad. Who was the woman? Was it her aunt who had come again to get her needs fulfilled from her dad? Or was it someone else? She really hoped it was not her aunt. That could become a serious problem and act as a barrier to her dad and this new person really getting together. Why is my father so crazy? Can’t he just wait for a few weeks? Will he blow this off with his uncontrollable lust? She decided to find out and if it was her aunt, she was going to have a chat with her later. Sheetal was clear that her aunt had to go out of the way and if need be, she was going to tell her exactly that and even warn her that any further indiscretions would mean that she would be reported to her husband and others. Determined to do this, she walked towards the room from where the sounds came and slowly looked in through the gap in the windows. She saw her dad and the person who he had met through the matrimonial profile.
“Oh my God, its them”
Sheetal moved away, but the image was imprinted in her mind so vividly. They were in the doggy position her dad fucking her with slow deep strokes while holding her by the hip and the face of his lover a mixture of pleasure and pain. Her hair was all undone and she was groaning at the onslaught she received from Vijay. Sheetal was relieved it was not her aunt. In fact, she even was smiling that this was going so well. She decided to go to the kitchen quietly and brew some tea. From what she saw, both would be exhausted soon. And what better than a hot cup of adrak chai to get them both refreshed.
Then her mom fell ill and slowly she began to take on her responsibilities more and more, except one of course. Before her mom passed away, she had told Sheetal to make sure her dad did not remain single and alone for long. She promised her mom that she would do whatever she could to make sure her dad remarried. Vijay’s wife knew that there was no way her husband would remain single after her death. It was better he was remarried and had someone to take care of him and fulfil his needs and kinks. He would otherwise begin to start looking at other women who were potentially attracted to him. She knew that some of her neighbours would not mind an occasional fling with her husband. But as the father of two girls, he was expected to show more responsible behaviour. Sheetal knew that two months after her mom’s death, her dad was already having sex with their aunt. She was not bothered about the fact that her dad was screwing her aunt who was married. She was more concerned about the consequences if their family found out. Life can be tough for women even though men are far more responsible for all the nonsense that goes on. Our society will find it easier to pin the blame on her aunt and punish her than to do the same against her dad. Sometimes it angered her that this was the way things were. But well born in a Haryanvi jat family, she knew her way to power and position was not through rebelling but by using her skills in a different manner. And she was feeling comfortable that the match she found for her dad on the matrimonial website seemed to be working well. A few more weeks, may be a month or two and then she would tell her dad to go ahead and propose marriage. Something made her feel reassured about this woman. She was not just a good fit sexually for her dad, but she seemed to be someone who would take the place of a mother and wife so well. Her thoughts made her smile as she opened the front door to her home and enter. The groans made her realise that two individuals were busy having sex. One was her dad. Who was the woman? Was it her aunt who had come again to get her needs fulfilled from her dad? Or was it someone else? She really hoped it was not her aunt. That could become a serious problem and act as a barrier to her dad and this new person really getting together. Why is my father so crazy? Can’t he just wait for a few weeks? Will he blow this off with his uncontrollable lust? She decided to find out and if it was her aunt, she was going to have a chat with her later. Sheetal was clear that her aunt had to go out of the way and if need be, she was going to tell her exactly that and even warn her that any further indiscretions would mean that she would be reported to her husband and others. Determined to do this, she walked towards the room from where the sounds came and slowly looked in through the gap in the windows. She saw her dad and the person who he had met through the matrimonial profile.
“Oh my God, its them”
Sheetal moved away, but the image was imprinted in her mind so vividly. They were in the doggy position her dad fucking her with slow deep strokes while holding her by the hip and the face of his lover a mixture of pleasure and pain. Her hair was all undone and she was groaning at the onslaught she received from Vijay. Sheetal was relieved it was not her aunt. In fact, she even was smiling that this was going so well. She decided to go to the kitchen quietly and brew some tea. From what she saw, both would be exhausted soon. And what better than a hot cup of adrak chai to get them both refreshed.
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