24-11-2022, 12:07 PM
As my mom started wearing my petticoat, “Sorry, Meena, you have to watch uncomfortable things, hope you realize I am doing this for your sister’s future,” my mom said. “Mom, I am your best friend, and you think I don’t know why you had to do all this? But I hate this guy. The Army guy left you and escaped from the sight. What a coward..!! How is he even in the Army?” I said. “Every man has his flaws, Meena, so does he. Sex is his weakness, he agreed to marry your sister only if I let him make love to me, and I agreed,” my mom said. “You are great, mom,” I said. “Thanks, Meena,” my mom said. “But the guy is so ugly,” I said. “I got used to him, Meena. Your dad is not a good looking man, is he? I got used to him as well,” my mom said. My mom was right, and I did not want to argue who is better, my dad or the Army guy with my mom. I promised my mom that I won’t tell this to anyone and we went home. The whole night I could not sleep as the thought of letting Gopal make love to me and my mom making love to Gopal’s Dad was keeping me horny. As my mom, my elder sister, and I were sleeping on the floor on the Coir Carpet, “mom,” I whispered. “Mmmm?” my mom asked in her half sleep. “Did you enjoy making love to Chinnaswamy uncle?” I whispered. “Yeah,” my mom said in her half sleep. “Mom, who is better in terms of making love, Army guy or Chinnaswamy uncle,” I whispered. “The Army guy,” my mom whispered in her half sleep, and tried to fall asleep. “Mom…… wake up,” I tried to wake my mom up. “Meena, mommy is tired… got to sleep,” my mom whispered. “Just answer this one question, mom, please,” I said. “Yes, tell me,” my mom this time half opened her eyes and asked. “How is the Army guy better than dad and Chinnaswamy uncle, mom?” I asked. “The Army guy is really good at it,” my mom said and tried and went to sleep. She was clearly exhausted. That’s when I noticed my elder sister slowly getting up and going out through the back door. As I quietly followed her, to my shock she was hugging some guy and crying, and he was crying as well, “Prabhu, you have to do something, I am already engaged and next week is the wedding,” my elder sister said crying. “Radhika….” my dad called from inside. “Prabhu, it's my dad, you have to leave now, do something and stop the wedding, I trust you,” my elder sister said and sent him away.