Adultery Some Short Stories... From Internet
Three days passed, uncle didn’t show up. 


I was sitting in my room when I heard a knock on the door. 

Mom was in the hall, busy with her students, giving them music lessons. She was wearing pink coloured saree with matching blouse. She opened the door and chatted with someone outside and closed the door. She started with her music again but was not concentrating. 

After five minutes I heard a knock on the door again. 

Mom opened the door and uncle came in. He sat on the couch and told mom to continue. Her students were children from our society. And it was birthday of one of them on that day. Mom had decided to celebrate the birthday and they had arranged for the cake. 

Mom called me. After cutting the cake, mom fed all the students and reached uncle to feed the cake, but realising my presence, she just handed him a piece. They decided to play something, uncle suggested hide and seek.

“Sorry mom, but I have work to finish… you continue…and please don’t disturb me…” I left for my room as I didn’t want to disturb uncle and mom. 

I started computer and cameras were at work again.

After some time it was uncle’s turn to find them. They had switched off the lights. 

Mom was hiding in the kitchen, under the dining table. Uncle reached there and pulled her out grabbing her ankle. He locked the kitchen door from inside and switched on the light.

“Not now Vinod… Please try to understand… Ajit is….” mom said while standing up.

“Just one kiss… Shilpa… please….” uncle pulled her close and planted a kiss on her forehead. 

Mom stood on her toes and pulled uncle’s head down, kissing him on his lips, passionately. Uncle grabbed her ass from behind and pulled her towards kitchen counter. Pressing her against the counter, he pulled the pallu of her saree aside and kissed her on the cleavage. Putting her on the counter, he pressed her boobs together from sides. Mom inhaled as much air as she could, which made her chest more prominent. Uncle increased pressure and looked at her.

“aaahhhhhh ……bas karo Vinod… nahi niklega doodh…”

“Oh really…? Let me try again…” uncle said pressing even harder. He licked her boobs and left her. He kneeled down and spread her legs. He lifted her saree and gathered it around her knees. Then he lifted her leg catching her anklet and kissed her toe, giving her goose-bumps. Mom shivered as uncle continued kissing her leg.

They were startled by a knock on the door. 

Uncle reached at her knees and pulled her down to stand up and turned her around. He pushed her suddenly; she supported herself putting her elbows on the counter. Uncle pulled her saree all the way up to her waist and took hold of her panties.

“Vinod, what are you doing…. leave me….” mom tried to stop him. She tried to push his hand away but uncle pulled her panties down to her ankles.

“That’s my trophy….” uncle said and looked at mom, she stepped out. 

Uncle took her panties in his hand and sniffed it looking at her. Then he folded it neatly and put it in his pocket. 

Mom checked her clothes and opened the door. Mom asked all the students to leave. 

Uncle too left after kissing her.


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Days after, one evening, mom was getting ready for dandiya night. 

She wore a red coloured chiffon saree and sleeveless blouse. She was looking beautiful and hot. She applied red lipstick and added some jewellery. Her hands were looking beautiful with mehendi and bangles. She emptied almost half bottle of scent on her body. She was looking like a newlywed bride. 
Then she took her phone and dialled a number. She waited for a few seconds and then threw the phone on the bed. 

I heard the main door open and uncle came in. I wondered how he had the keys. 

He entered mom’s room directly. He looked at her and adjusted the bulge in his pants. Mom had noticed it before him. He stood there with his mouth open. Mom checked herself in the mirror again. Uncle walked towards her and touched her upper back.

“Aaj to suhagrat manake rahenge…. kya kehti ho jaan… (Today we will celebrate first night) ” uncle said kissing her on her back.

“I’m getting late… Vinod. Let’s go. Aur waise bhi aaj Ajit gharpe hai… so…no plans… ok? (Ajit is home tonight… so… no plans)” Mom said leaving her room. 

They left in our car. 

Mom was driving.

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