29-05-2019, 05:18 PM
One day I was playing carom in the hall with uncle, mom was watching TV. After sometime uncle invited mom to join us. She had never played carom.
“I have never played before” mom said.
“Why not try Shilpa ji?” uncle asked again.
“Come on mom, I’ll teach you” I added.
Mom said ok and sat down to play with us. She was in white salwar and red kameez. Uncle and I were sitting opposite each other. Mom sat near us and adjusted her dupatta to cover her chest. I started showing her how to hit with the striker and she was trying it.
I noticed, uncle was looking at her with lust and desire. His eyes were roaming all over her body. Her lips, her eyes, her boobs, her beautiful, manicured hands… I thought about leaving them together. I took my phone and started a fake conversation and went in my room and pushed the door behind me. Mom knew I used to talk on phone for hours. The balcony was common to mom’s and my room.
I just entered mom’s room and started peeking into hall through the slightly open door.
Uncle was telling her how to play. She tried 2 to 3 times and then uncle said “No Shilpa ji, not like that”. She was doing it right but uncle wanted to touch her, so he sat on her right side and took her hand in his hand and explained her how to use different fingers. He came close to her and now was touching her from side with her hand still in his grip. With his other hand he was rubbing his crotch area. He was now really enjoying her soft hand in his grip. Mom realised after sometime how close he was.
“Thank you Vinod ji, I can play now.” Said mom.
“You are welcome Shilpa ji” said uncle and sat at his place again.
They started playing but uncle could not concentrate as he was in heaven. He looked around to find that my door was still closed.
“Ajit seems to be busy with his girlfriend, Shilpa ji” he tried to crack a conversation.
“I don’t interfere much in his matters, Vinod ji. And I trust him, as he is good at taking decisions” mom tried to explain.
“And what about you Shilpa ji? Don’t you get bored living without your husband? I’m sorry if it’s too personal….” uncle was going deeper.
“No Vinod ji, actually I run music classes and keep myself busy with yoga and exercise and cooking…” answered mom. “And please stop calling me Shilpa ji…. You can call me Shilpa” continued mom.
“Ok Shilpa” he smiled as he called her name looking at her through angle of eyes. Mom shied away from uncle and started blushing. Suddenly she tried to stand up and instinctively uncle pulled her by holding her wrist, as a result mom fell in his lap facing him sideways, her dupatta stuck on his face.
He took her dupatta away and looked at her with guilt as her boobs were inches away from his mouth. Mom was shocked. She took her dupatta from his hand and stood up from his lap. She went into the kitchen feeling offended.
“I’m sorry Shilpa… Shilpa ji… I’m so… It just happened suddenly… I didn’t want to…. Please listen Shilpa…” uncle tried to make up things. Mom didn’t reply. He left. I came back in hall, called mom. I asked her about uncle, she said he left as he was having headache.
I went upstairs. Knocked uncle’s door. He opened the door and was surprised to see me. I went inside and asked him what happened to him. He thought mom must have told me everything.
“Mom said you were having headache… ” I said.
“Headache? Oh yes, it is just decreasing… thank you” he was relieved to know that I didn’t know anything.
“Ok uncle, take care” I said and left.
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A few days passed. Uncle didn’t visit us. One day, I saw uncle standing with mom at the ground floor trying to explain something. He was saying sorry again and again.
“It’s ok Vinod ji, I forgot it. I know you didn’t do it purposefully. No hard feelings.” Mom was talking confidently. “And come over for coffee in the evening, Vinod ji.”
“Thank you Shilpa…..ji….” he smiled again. Mom smiled back. Mom left for the market. He licked his lips as he looked at her figure from behind and went upstairs.
I was thinking about uncle’s next step and decided to set cameras in every room of my house as I didn’t want to miss any action.
Mom was still clueless about his plans. So she had invited him for coffee. He came at around 6pm. I was doing some college work in my room. I heard the knock on door, mom opened the door and uncle came in my room directly. I chatted with him for some time then mom called us in the hall for coffee.
After finishing coffee we just sat there chatting. Then mom asked me about my holiday as she needed my help to clean the house.
“Mom please, I’m busy with my project for next 20-25 days. So please don’t expect my help.” I said.
That was a chance for uncle. He said “I can help you Shilpa.”
“Thank you Vinod ji, but no, that’s not ok.” Said mom.
“No Shilpa, it’s ok. I will take it as a punishment.” Uncle said it without realising I too was there.
“Punishment…? For what….?” I asked looking at mom.
“Nothing beta…” mom tried to end the topic. “Ok Vinod ji, done. Friday?” Uncle nodded happily. I didn’t know how she was so comfortable with him.
“Headache? Oh yes, it is just decreasing… thank you” he was relieved to know that I didn’t know anything.
“Ok uncle, take care” I said and left.
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A few days passed. Uncle didn’t visit us.
--
One day, I saw uncle standing with mom at the ground floor trying to explain something. He was saying sorry again and again.
“It’s ok Vinod ji, I forgot it. I know you didn’t do it purposefully. No hard feelings.” Mom was talking confidently. “And come over for coffee in the evening, Vinod ji.”
“Thank you Shilpa…..ji….” he smiled again. Mom smiled back. Mom left for the market. He licked his lips as he looked at her figure from behind and went upstairs.
I was thinking about uncle’s next step and decided to set cameras in every room of my house as I didn’t want to miss any action.
Mom was still clueless about his plans. So she had invited him for coffee. He came at around 6pm. I was doing some college work in my room. I heard the knock on door, mom opened the door and uncle came in my room directly. I chatted with him for some time then mom called us in the hall for coffee. After finishing coffee we just sat there chatting. Then mom asked me about my holiday as she needed my help to clean the house.
“Mom please, I’m busy with my project for next 20-25 days. So please don’t expect my help.” I said.
That was a chance for uncle. He said “I can help you Shilpa.”
“Thank you Vinod ji, but no, that’s not ok.” Said mom.
“No Shilpa, it’s ok. I will take it as a punishment.” Uncle said it without realising I too was there.
“Punishment…? For what….?” I asked looking at mom.
“Nothing beta…” mom tried to end the topic. “Ok Vinod ji, done. Friday?”
Uncle nodded happily. I didn’t know how she was so comfortable with him.
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“I have never played before” mom said.
“Why not try Shilpa ji?” uncle asked again.
“Come on mom, I’ll teach you” I added.
Mom said ok and sat down to play with us. She was in white salwar and red kameez. Uncle and I were sitting opposite each other. Mom sat near us and adjusted her dupatta to cover her chest. I started showing her how to hit with the striker and she was trying it.
I noticed, uncle was looking at her with lust and desire. His eyes were roaming all over her body. Her lips, her eyes, her boobs, her beautiful, manicured hands… I thought about leaving them together. I took my phone and started a fake conversation and went in my room and pushed the door behind me. Mom knew I used to talk on phone for hours. The balcony was common to mom’s and my room.
I just entered mom’s room and started peeking into hall through the slightly open door.
Uncle was telling her how to play. She tried 2 to 3 times and then uncle said “No Shilpa ji, not like that”. She was doing it right but uncle wanted to touch her, so he sat on her right side and took her hand in his hand and explained her how to use different fingers. He came close to her and now was touching her from side with her hand still in his grip. With his other hand he was rubbing his crotch area. He was now really enjoying her soft hand in his grip. Mom realised after sometime how close he was.
“Thank you Vinod ji, I can play now.” Said mom.
“You are welcome Shilpa ji” said uncle and sat at his place again.
They started playing but uncle could not concentrate as he was in heaven. He looked around to find that my door was still closed.
“Ajit seems to be busy with his girlfriend, Shilpa ji” he tried to crack a conversation.
“I don’t interfere much in his matters, Vinod ji. And I trust him, as he is good at taking decisions” mom tried to explain.
“And what about you Shilpa ji? Don’t you get bored living without your husband? I’m sorry if it’s too personal….” uncle was going deeper.
“No Vinod ji, actually I run music classes and keep myself busy with yoga and exercise and cooking…” answered mom. “And please stop calling me Shilpa ji…. You can call me Shilpa” continued mom.
“Ok Shilpa” he smiled as he called her name looking at her through angle of eyes. Mom shied away from uncle and started blushing. Suddenly she tried to stand up and instinctively uncle pulled her by holding her wrist, as a result mom fell in his lap facing him sideways, her dupatta stuck on his face.
He took her dupatta away and looked at her with guilt as her boobs were inches away from his mouth. Mom was shocked. She took her dupatta from his hand and stood up from his lap. She went into the kitchen feeling offended.
“I’m sorry Shilpa… Shilpa ji… I’m so… It just happened suddenly… I didn’t want to…. Please listen Shilpa…” uncle tried to make up things. Mom didn’t reply. He left. I came back in hall, called mom. I asked her about uncle, she said he left as he was having headache.
I went upstairs. Knocked uncle’s door. He opened the door and was surprised to see me. I went inside and asked him what happened to him. He thought mom must have told me everything.
“Mom said you were having headache… ” I said.
“Headache? Oh yes, it is just decreasing… thank you” he was relieved to know that I didn’t know anything.
“Ok uncle, take care” I said and left.
--
A few days passed. Uncle didn’t visit us. One day, I saw uncle standing with mom at the ground floor trying to explain something. He was saying sorry again and again.
“It’s ok Vinod ji, I forgot it. I know you didn’t do it purposefully. No hard feelings.” Mom was talking confidently. “And come over for coffee in the evening, Vinod ji.”
“Thank you Shilpa…..ji….” he smiled again. Mom smiled back. Mom left for the market. He licked his lips as he looked at her figure from behind and went upstairs.
I was thinking about uncle’s next step and decided to set cameras in every room of my house as I didn’t want to miss any action.
Mom was still clueless about his plans. So she had invited him for coffee. He came at around 6pm. I was doing some college work in my room. I heard the knock on door, mom opened the door and uncle came in my room directly. I chatted with him for some time then mom called us in the hall for coffee.
After finishing coffee we just sat there chatting. Then mom asked me about my holiday as she needed my help to clean the house.
“Mom please, I’m busy with my project for next 20-25 days. So please don’t expect my help.” I said.
That was a chance for uncle. He said “I can help you Shilpa.”
“Thank you Vinod ji, but no, that’s not ok.” Said mom.
“No Shilpa, it’s ok. I will take it as a punishment.” Uncle said it without realising I too was there.
“Punishment…? For what….?” I asked looking at mom.
“Nothing beta…” mom tried to end the topic. “Ok Vinod ji, done. Friday?” Uncle nodded happily. I didn’t know how she was so comfortable with him.
“Headache? Oh yes, it is just decreasing… thank you” he was relieved to know that I didn’t know anything.
“Ok uncle, take care” I said and left.
##
A few days passed. Uncle didn’t visit us.
--
One day, I saw uncle standing with mom at the ground floor trying to explain something. He was saying sorry again and again.
“It’s ok Vinod ji, I forgot it. I know you didn’t do it purposefully. No hard feelings.” Mom was talking confidently. “And come over for coffee in the evening, Vinod ji.”
“Thank you Shilpa…..ji….” he smiled again. Mom smiled back. Mom left for the market. He licked his lips as he looked at her figure from behind and went upstairs.
I was thinking about uncle’s next step and decided to set cameras in every room of my house as I didn’t want to miss any action.
Mom was still clueless about his plans. So she had invited him for coffee. He came at around 6pm. I was doing some college work in my room. I heard the knock on door, mom opened the door and uncle came in my room directly. I chatted with him for some time then mom called us in the hall for coffee. After finishing coffee we just sat there chatting. Then mom asked me about my holiday as she needed my help to clean the house.
“Mom please, I’m busy with my project for next 20-25 days. So please don’t expect my help.” I said.
That was a chance for uncle. He said “I can help you Shilpa.”
“Thank you Vinod ji, but no, that’s not ok.” Said mom.
“No Shilpa, it’s ok. I will take it as a punishment.” Uncle said it without realising I too was there.
“Punishment…? For what….?” I asked looking at mom.
“Nothing beta…” mom tried to end the topic. “Ok Vinod ji, done. Friday?”
Uncle nodded happily. I didn’t know how she was so comfortable with him.
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