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CONTINUATION..........
It had been three weeks since the day Sir Suresh visited our home, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that something fundamental had shifted. Mom, who had always been the epitome of traditional values—quiet, respectful, and devoted to her family—was no longer the same person. She was beginning to change slowly by slowly.
She had always been careful about upholding the cultural expectations placed on her, and for as long as I could remember, she had carried herself with an air of conservatism that defined who she was.
But lately, she had started to change. The difference was subtle at first: a new lightness in her laughter with Sir Suresh, an unusual playfulness in her tone, and a strange, quiet confidence that seemed to seep into her every move. It was as though she was discovering a new part of herself, a part that didn’t fit the image of the woman I thought I knew or a part she hardly ever experienced with my dad.
It wasn’t just her demeanor that changed—her relationship with her phone had become curious. She was on it more than usual, and she would hold it close, guarding it like a secret. It seemed as if she was hiding something but I didn't care at all because I knew it was non of my business. If I asked to borrow it for games, she would come up with an excuse. “Not now, sweetheart,” she’d say with a small smile. “The battery is low.” That small act of secrecy was unlike her, and it left me puzzled.
And this kind of act became very secretive and surging each and every day. I didn't know why she used to smile whenever she peeked at her phone. On a superficial point of view, I assumed it was just her usual flirtations with dad. But something inside me made me more confused and I didn't understand this.
The next major shift came when Sir Suresh arrived at our house one evening with a surprise. “I’ve got something special for you two!” he announced with a wide grin, holding up an envelope. Me and mom plus Sir Suresh were in the sitting room at that time.
Mom looked at him curiously as she opened it. From the look on her expression, she was uncertain on whether to open it or not. Friends, one thing about my mom is that she always tries her best to hide things from me that I shouldn't know and she has been doing this even when she used to have sex with my dad. Her eyes lit up as she pulled out three tickets. I didn't know what those tickets are for. “What’s this?” she asked Sir Suresh, her voice tinged with excitement but slight shyness.
“It’s a weekend trip to Mumbai,” he replied, smiling at both of us. “I thought it would be a nice break for you and your son. It’s my treat. Please accept it.” Friends, it was only on a blue moon that my dad took me and mom to nice places. Dad hardly took us on a tour. That was another thing that lacked in our family but nevertheless, mom still loved dad.
But for me, I really loved going to tour and travelling so the idea of Sir Suresh pleading with mom to take us to Mumbai was something I got excited by even though of Sir Suresh's intentions on my mom which I didn't understand up until now. "Yess! Yess I am excited about this trip", I shouted while jumping up and down and I saw Sir Suresh smiling at me as he patted my head.
But deep inside me, I didn't want Sir Suresh to go with us because I suspected he had naughty intentions on my mom and I knew this by remembering how he used to stare at my mom's big ass over the saree.
I glanced at Mom, expecting her to politely accept but her face was in a mixed state. She didn't know whether to smile, decline the offer or both because she knew deep inside, with her traditional values, that going out on a trip with another man was something she couldn't even dream about. But now, in front of her, was an offer that made her go into a deep dilemma. "Do I accept this offer while my husband is away or not?" That was the thought I think she was contemplating. on.
"Sunita, why are you thinking a lot?" Sir Suresh queried. "Sir, you shouldn't have thought about this, I don't really like travelling" Mom answered. "Cmon Sunita, it would be fun, I guarantee you will enjoy the trip the fullest, right Rajeev?" He asked as he looked at me. "Yes Sir, please mom just this trip, we never went to trips like this, please mom", I insisted.
In my mind, I should have rejected the offer because I didn't want to see this man with my mom. But again, my excitement got the better of me.
After all, mom wasn’t the type to accept such grand gestures, especially from someone outside our family. "Just say yes Sunita, you don't have to sit here all day being bored, let's take this trip. I already booked a hotel, please" Sir Suresh insisted more. But to my surprise, she smiled brightly and said, “That’s so thoughtful of you, Suresh. Thank you.”
Her acceptance of the trip felt was slightly tentative because she accept the offer but she seemed quite not sure if she made the right decision despite my dad being away.
I asked myself if she accepted this trip to make me happy or to appease Sir Suresh. This wasn’t the mom I knew—the one who believed in simplicity and modesty, the one who would have hesitated to accept something so extravagant. But on my side, I wanted to go to that trip. Friends, I hope you understand this conflicting scenario.
Also my mom couldn't believe herself for accepting an offer by a man who is not her husband and the same man whom she was masturbating about thinking of his dick. She really felt ashamed of herself but she didn't know what to do. It seemed that she keeps getting into this unchartered territories over and over again and she doesn't know how to maneuver across. The other night she was sexually thinking about Sir Suresh and today she is accepting an offer from him.
Moreover, Sir Suresh doesn't know that my mom was masturbating thinking about his dick's photo he sent her. If he knew my mom was doing so, then I don't know what could have happened. The thing which confused me a lot was the fact that my mom was suddenly accepting Sir Suresh slowly by slowly and the fact that she is leaving her traditional and pious values behind and getting used to another man who is not her husband.
This thought also made me slightly angry with mom for the first time but again I remembered what my friend Rahul told me about the normality of this kind of situations. I recalled Rahul telling me that this kind of incidents is common in our locality especially the suburban regions. Friends, remember I'm not used to this kind of incidents of my mom with another man but I slowly began absorbing it although with slight anger.
That week before the trip, Sir Suresh took me and mom for shopping. We visited various expensive and lavish stores where they sold luxurious types of designer clothes. We also visited other expensive stores specifically for women's and Sir Suresh bought expensive sarees for my mom. During our walk around the mall, mom was looking pensive and furtive all the time. It seemed as if she was afraid that someone might see her walking with another man and report her to dad but in Mumbai, this is normal.
That week, mom was slightly joyous because she was never treated like a queen in this magnitude ever, not even by my dad and she felt like a new born woman of luxury. Even at night, she used to try all those sarees Sir Suresh brought for her and she used to bug and disturb me asking "Son, how does this look on me?" every time she changed onto a new saree. She went back into her room, came out again and asked me how the second, third, fourth e.tc dress looked like on her.
I didn't really understand why my mom was overly hyped up after she was exposed to all those goodies Sir Suresh bought her. I just assumed that it is normal because I myself do get happy if my dad brings me chocolate and bicycle.
We set off for Mumbai the following weekend. Suresh picked us up in his car, and as we drove, I couldn’t help but notice how uncomfortable Mom seemed around him. She didn't even want to hold his hand when Sir Suresh insisted. I think my mom was guilty conscious because she remembers that she was masturbating while looking at Sir Suresh's dick over the phone. They talked and laughed effortlessly, as though they had known each other for years. I found myself watching them closely, trying to understand what had changed.
At one point during the drive, I saw Suresh glance at Mom in a way that unsettled me. His eyes lingered on her face, then moved downward, admiring her boobs and thighs in a way I wasn’t used to seeing. Mom didn’t seem to notice—or maybe she chose to ignore it—but I couldn’t look away. I was sure my mom knew that Sir Suresh was staring at her because my mom was such an item you couldn't get your eyes of. She was always glowing no matter the weather, season or day. Her packed breasts, soft neck, beautiful eyes and black hair was those big buttocks features which added flavor to her tantalizing beauty.
When his hand brushed over mom's soft thunder thighs during the drive as he passed her a bottle of water, she didn’t pull back. Instead, she smiled at him, and I felt a knot tighten in my chest. It was as if the lines between their friendship and something more were beginning to blur. However, when his hands was moving upward towards her upper thighs, she quickly removed his hands and signaled to him that I might be watching. Then Sir Suresh looked at me from the rear view and I quickly pretended to play games on my mom's phone.
Mumbai was incredible, its energy unlike anything I had experienced before. We visited landmarks, strolled along Marine Drive, and enjoyed street food. But even amidst the excitement, I couldn’t ignore the way Mom and Suresh interacted. They looked like husband and wife. I don't know what came over my mom but I found her holding hands with Sir Suresh. Earlier when we were in Pune, she didn't want to hold his hands but now in Mumbai, she was gracefully gripping his hands. I didn't understand why she kept changing and changing every time. I didn't know where this erratic behavior of hers is stemming from.
I too was excited to be in Mumbai but most importantly, happy to travel. Friends, one of my profound hobby is travelling around the world. I get excited when I visit different places and meet different people. So my excitement relatively made me ignore what was going on between my mom and Sir Suresh. During the walk, I could even see Sir Suresh slowly moving his hands at the back of my mom and resting it on her big juicy ass.
When I saw this, I felt strange, strange in the sense that something in me got ignited, something hot but I don't want to say naughty, but I felt a bust of erotic emotions cascading down my body. Sir Suresh even sometimes squeezed her fat ass and it seemed as if mom didn't notice. I am sure that if she noticed, then she would be angry at him but I don't know why she wasn't reacting.
I didn't want to think that my mom was allowing all that to happen. I refused to accept that my mom knew that Sir Suresh's hand was squeezing her firm ass and was not doing anything or saying anything to him. I got more and more confused because remember this kind of thing is happening for the first time for me to experience it.
During lunch at a rooftop restaurant, Sir Suresh leaned close to my mom, talking in hushed tones. Their conversation was private, and I couldn’t hear what they were saying. At one point, I caught Suresh whispering something that made Mom laugh softly, her cheeks flushing slightly. This was the same thing Sir Suresh did on the first, let me call it "date" with my mom when he whispered things to her.
“Why are you always whispering?” I blurted out, unable to hold back my curiosity. "Sir, please I want to know the secret, if you will buy mom a new saree, I also want a new suit" I saw both of them smiling.
Sir Suresh glanced at me, his expression neutral. “We’re just talking about something boring, beta. You wouldn’t be interested. But if you want a new suit, I will buy you one tomorrow. Just go and play, are you enjoying this trip so far?” he asked me. "Yes Sir", I answered as I headed off to play with some of new friends who were also at the rooftop restaurant. But as I played, I kept a keen eye on mom and Sir Suresh.
That evening, we checked into a luxurious motel, the likes of which I had never seen before. The marble floors gleamed, and the rooms were spacious and elegant. That night, I wondered where we would sleep. As we headed to our rooms, I noticed Sir Suresh removing something from his pocket. That time, my mom was busy viewing the elegant motel. Sir Suresh was behind her in a hideous way as if he didn't want to be seen.
I then recognized that he removed what looked like a golden necklace and continued to quietly stand behind her. He wore a smile. All this time, my mom was just admiring the lavish motel not knowing what surprise awaited behind her. Then Sir Suresh took a deep breath and moved his hand on and over her head towards her face trying to tie the necklace. Mom was caught unaware of what was happening, she looked behind in confusion and before she could say anything, Sir Suresh already tied the necklace on her.
After doing so, he came in front of her, while still smiling. Mom, still confused, was staring at her golden necklace, perhaps perplexed on what to say, or even the price of that necklace, which from my viewed looked quite a pricy asset. "You like it?", Sir Suresh asked mom. "Ooh Sir, you didn't really have to do this, gosh this is ....soo....expensive" mom answered. "Yes, for you only. Why not Sunita don't you like it? You look marvelous and extra ordinary tonight, I thought I would make the night more goldish extra on you"
Mom who continued to look at the golden necklace stood there not knowing what to say. She then raised her head and looked at Suresh. This kind of look she gave Sir Suresh was the same look she gave my dad when dad used to kiss her. Again, I couldn't believe my mom was giving Sir Suresh that kind of intimate look.
But she came to her senses quickly and she walked away from him. I couldn't understand why she did so. She walked away leaving Sir Suresh just standing there alone. He couldn't even explain what happened but he wore a smile as he watched her walk away. It's as if he knew that mom was slowly getting used to him despite the fact that she was married. He couldn't even take his eyes of her bouncy ass. I felt weird looking at all this. I couldn't even fathom a man enjoying the sight of my mom's ass as she walked away in a hurry.
Before we checked into our rooms, mom was sitting with Suresh and from a far, while I was still playing, I noticed that Sir Suresh was talking to her, maybe convincing her that the necklace he gave her was just a friendly necklace but mom seemed not to be convinced. She even kept looking left and right as if she was worried that I might be watching.
A few minutes later, I was sitting with mom, Suresh went to choose the best rooms for us three. Then as I sat with mom, I noticed her phone ringing and this time I was sure it was dad. For a very long time, my mom didn't talk to dad even the previous week because she was amazed by Sir Suresh. Therefore, I could understand why my dad called her because I am sure dad was even wondering why sometimes mom doesn't call him or why does mom not pick up his calls.
I knew it was dad calling because mom saved a different special ringtone for dad. As she picked up, she seemed worried because dad might ask her questions. "Yeeiii, it's dad calling", I yelped. "Yes beta" mom answered as she kept the phone on her ears and started talking to dad. Before I heard them speaking, I heard Sir Suresh calling me at the counter where people books rooms. I told mom, "Mom Sir Suresh is calling me, I will be right back, tell dad I love him and also remind him to bring me the video game, the new one"
"Ok beta", mom answered as she felt relaxed. At the counter, I was shocked that Sir Suresh booked only two rooms. I wondered what is the meaning of all this? why didn't he book three rooms, one for him, for mom and finally me?. However, I didn't want to ask him that question. After asking me which rooms I should choose. I came back and I still found mom still talking to dad. I decided to stand close behind her just quite a few meters away from her to try to listen to what mom and dad were talking about.
“Where are you? I have been calling you for quite some time now baby” Dad’s voice was faint but stern, even from where I stood.
“I told you, I’m visiting an old friend,” she replied, her words quick and light. “Just taking a small break. It’s nothing to worry about.”
“An old friend? Who? You didn’t mention anything about this before,” Dad pressed.
Mom hesitated, and I could feel the tension in her pause. “It’s just… someone from college,” she said finally, her voice quieter now. “We were catching up after years. That’s all.” It seemed as if she was afraid of telling dad that she went out with one of his colleagues. Friends, this is the second time my mom is lying to my dad. Being brought up with values, my mom never lied to my dad but here she is lying to him over the phone. I don't know but her lying to my dad made me slightly horny and I cursed myself for feeling that way.
“Where exactly are you baby, I was worried that you were not picking up my calls? And why at this time of the night baby?” Dad’s voice sharpened slightly. “You don’t sound like you’re in the city.”
“I told you, it’s not a big deal,” she said, a hint of defensiveness creeping into her tone. “I’ll be back soon. Let’s talk about this later.” The way she replied was never heard before from her. She used to talk with a tone of love when she talked with my dad but now she felt bold and she replied with boldness.
“Don't get angry baby. Why later? I’m asking now,” Dad insisted. “You’re being vague. Baby, are you okay?”
“I’m fine, really,” Mom said quickly, though her voice betrayed a flicker of unease. “Everything’s fine. You’re worrying for no reason.”
There was a long pause. I imagined Dad was now convinced.
“My love, you know I love you that's all, I always want to hear your voice” Dad’s voice was soft and he felt relaxed but I knew he was being lied to.
Mom sighed, a heavy sound that seemed to carry her guilt. “I’ll explain when I get home, okay? There’s nothing to worry about.”
“Fine, how is Rajeev doing?" "He is fine" mom answered. "Will you call me when you get home, it's late now you know"
“Of course,” Mom said softly. “I love you.”
The call ended, and she sat there for a moment, staring at her phone. Her shoulders slumped, and I could sense her worry, though she quickly straightened up.
I stepped back and sat down with her. "Mom how is dad? What did he say?" I asked her. "Ohh uumm, well nothing, he just wanted to know how we are doing. Nothing much"
Sir Suresh, mom and I now were heading to our rooms. I knew Sir Suresh booked two rooms only and mom didn't know this.
Suresh handed me a room key and said, “This one’s for you. Your own space for the night!”
I looked at him, confused. “Why aren’t we staying in the same room?”
Sir Suresh stepped in quickly. “It’s just easier this way, beta. You’ll have your privacy, and so will we.” Mom stood there not knowing what to do. She couldn't fathom herself sleeping in the same room with another man, far away from our home. "Sir we need to talk, just for a bit", mom asked Sir Suresh. Sir looked at mom and he told me, "Beta stay here for a while while i talk to your mom ok?", "Ok sir, but hurry up I feel sleepy", I answered.
They went aside and I hide myself to listen to them.
“I told you, Suresh, I can’t do this,” Mom’s voice was soft but tense, laced with hesitation. “I’m married. Sharing a room with you—it’s not right.”
“Relax, Sunita,” Suresh said, his tone calm and confident. “It’s not a big deal. We’re just staying the night, and it’s perfectly normal. All the rooms were booked earlier enough so this is the one which remained only” I knew he was lying because I saw the list of three rooms, four rooms even five rooms that time at the counter but he chose two bedrooms deliberately. I didn't understand why he was doing this.
“But it doesn’t feel normal to me, I will sleep at Rajeev's room” Mom replied, her voice breaking slightly.
“Sunita, Rajeev's room only has one bed and it only fits him and you cannot sleep on the floor because this place is so cold, but ours has two beds, so comfy, and the rooms are separated with a wall, why are you afraid, don't you trust me?” Suresh asked her. "No....I....I.. do but... I don't know it just doesn't feel right." Then Sir Suresh told her something that almost made my dick hard. "It doesn't feel right? Are you sure? Well did it feel right when I sent you that pic of mine?"
I quickly remembered what he was referring to, his dick photo which he sent my mom. This question shocked my mom, she raised her head and looked at him with an expression of anger. She didn't have anything to answer. "Mmmh? Sunita? Didn't you enjoy it?" "Stop this, I didn't enjoy anything, can you just please don't start this topic again, my son is here. I thought we agreed that I will not accept you sending me those kind of images again". Mom answered with a stern tone.
"I doubt it dear, I doubt if what you are saying is true" Sir Suresh answered and I saw his eyes move towards her boobs. Mom noticed this and she hid her boobs and walked out of that room and she seemed angry. My mom was in no mood to discuss further that topic with him but I was sure she understood that tonight, she was going to sleep in the same room with Sir Suresh.
I pretended to stand there not knowing what happened, mom came to me and said, "Alright beta, have a good bath and head off to sleep alright? I know you are sleepy" "Ok mom", I said. As I went to the bathroom, the words of my friend Rahul came into my mind and while was bathing, I decided to call him.
Steam filled the bathroom as I let the hot water run over me, my mind clouded with confusion and unease. I couldn’t stop thinking about the conversation I had overheard between Mom and Sir Suresh. Something about it felt off, and I needed to talk to someone who might help me make sense of it. Rahul.
Grabbing my phone from the bathroom counter, I dialed Rahul's number, balancing the phone between my ear and shoulder as I adjusted the shower temperature.
“Hello?” Rahul’s voice came through, slightly muffled.
“It’s me,” I said, keeping my voice low to make sure no one outside could hear.
“What’s up? Why are you calling me from the bathroom?” Rahul asked, chuckling.
“I needed to talk to you,” I said, ignoring his comment. “It’s about my mom and Sir Suresh.”
“Oh, Suresh uncle again?” Rahul said with a teasing tone. “What happened now, what have you noticed?”
“They… they’re sharing a room tonight, we went to a motel and Sir Suresh booked two rooms” I blurted out, the words tumbling out before I could stop myself.
There was a pause on the other end, followed by a burst of excitement from Rahul. “Wait, what? They’re sharing a room? Seriously?”
“Yes,” I said, feeling uneasy. “He only booked two rooms—one for me and one for both of them. I overheard Mom saying she wasn’t comfortable with it, but he convinced her. And now she’s… she’s fine with it.”
“That’s awesome, man! Let me tell you something, tonight is the night you will see the hot movie between your mom and him” Rahul exclaimed, his enthusiasm catching me off guard.
“Awesome?” I repeated, confused. “How is that awesome?”
“It’s normal,” Rahul said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “I told you, right? These things happen all the time. Especially when your dad isn’t around. Moms deserve to have fun too, you know? Even yesterday, I watched my mom fuck that my dad's boss and I enjoyed the show. So it's also your time to enjoy watching your mom getting fucked hard by Sir Suresh tonight. If I was you, I would feel excited.”
“But it feels weird,” I admitted. “Mom isn’t like this. She’s always been so… traditional. This isn’t her. But a few minutes ago, she seemed angry that Sir Suresh only booked two rooms”
“People change, dude,” Rahul said, his tone almost casual. “Your mom probably got tired of the same old routine of your boring dad. My mom’s the same with my dad’s boss. They go out together, have dinners, and fuck also. It’s just how things work sometimes.”
“But this isn’t....uuhh I don't know what to say,” I said, trying to make him understand. “They’re sharing a room, Rahul. A room. Don’t you think that’s… too much?”
“Nah,” Rahul said with a chuckle. “You’re overthinking it. My mom and Dad’s boss fucked inside my mom's bedroom, in front of the wedding pics of my mom and dad. Your mom and Suresh uncle are probably just close to doing what my mom and dad's boss did and I think it will happen tonight, make sure you don't sleep. It’s not a big deal.”
I leaned my head against the shower wall, letting the water hit my back. “It doesn’t feel right, though. She’s lying to Dad, Rahul. She didn’t even answer his calls earlier.”
“Dude, yes because she is infatuated by the hot attention she is receiving from Sir Suresh,” Rahul said. “Sometimes moms need to do things for themselves. Your dad’s not here, right? Suresh uncle’s just giving her the attention she probably hasn’t had in years. Trust me, this is normal.”
I stayed silent for a moment, ,.ng over his words. “You really think so?”
“Absolutely,” Rahul said confidently. “Look, your mom’s an adult. She knows what she’s doing. And honestly, it sounds like Suresh uncle really likes her. He’s treating her well, right?”
“Yeah…” I admitted reluctantly. “He’s been really nice to her. They laugh a lot together.”
“Exactly,” Rahul said. “If she’s happy, then why are you stressing about it? My mom is way happier when she’s with my dad’s boss than she is with Dad. It’s just how things are.”
“But what about Dad?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. “Doesn’t she care about him?”
“Of course she does,” Rahul said. “But relationships are complicated. Your mom probably still loves your dad, but she needs someone to fill the gap when he’s not around. It’s nothing bad—it’s just life.”
His words hung in the air, and for a moment, I didn’t know how to respond. I turned off the shower, the sound of dripping water filling the silence.
“So, you think I’m overreacting?” I asked finally.
“Definitely, but I am sure something hot is going to happen tonight between your mom and Sir Suresh and you will feel something you have never felt before” When he said this, my dick slightly became hard because I knew what he meant but he wasn't saying it because he knew I will believe him. But I knew he meant that maybe Sir Suresh was going to "fuck" my mom. I don't want to use that term but maybe that is what was going to happen but I was not ready to see this thing happening.
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It had been three weeks since the day Sir Suresh visited our home, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that something fundamental had shifted. Mom, who had always been the epitome of traditional values—quiet, respectful, and devoted to her family—was no longer the same person. She was beginning to change slowly by slowly.
She had always been careful about upholding the cultural expectations placed on her, and for as long as I could remember, she had carried herself with an air of conservatism that defined who she was.
But lately, she had started to change. The difference was subtle at first: a new lightness in her laughter with Sir Suresh, an unusual playfulness in her tone, and a strange, quiet confidence that seemed to seep into her every move. It was as though she was discovering a new part of herself, a part that didn’t fit the image of the woman I thought I knew or a part she hardly ever experienced with my dad.
It wasn’t just her demeanor that changed—her relationship with her phone had become curious. She was on it more than usual, and she would hold it close, guarding it like a secret. It seemed as if she was hiding something but I didn't care at all because I knew it was non of my business. If I asked to borrow it for games, she would come up with an excuse. “Not now, sweetheart,” she’d say with a small smile. “The battery is low.” That small act of secrecy was unlike her, and it left me puzzled.
And this kind of act became very secretive and surging each and every day. I didn't know why she used to smile whenever she peeked at her phone. On a superficial point of view, I assumed it was just her usual flirtations with dad. But something inside me made me more confused and I didn't understand this.
The next major shift came when Sir Suresh arrived at our house one evening with a surprise. “I’ve got something special for you two!” he announced with a wide grin, holding up an envelope. Me and mom plus Sir Suresh were in the sitting room at that time.
Mom looked at him curiously as she opened it. From the look on her expression, she was uncertain on whether to open it or not. Friends, one thing about my mom is that she always tries her best to hide things from me that I shouldn't know and she has been doing this even when she used to have sex with my dad. Her eyes lit up as she pulled out three tickets. I didn't know what those tickets are for. “What’s this?” she asked Sir Suresh, her voice tinged with excitement but slight shyness.
“It’s a weekend trip to Mumbai,” he replied, smiling at both of us. “I thought it would be a nice break for you and your son. It’s my treat. Please accept it.” Friends, it was only on a blue moon that my dad took me and mom to nice places. Dad hardly took us on a tour. That was another thing that lacked in our family but nevertheless, mom still loved dad.
But for me, I really loved going to tour and travelling so the idea of Sir Suresh pleading with mom to take us to Mumbai was something I got excited by even though of Sir Suresh's intentions on my mom which I didn't understand up until now. "Yess! Yess I am excited about this trip", I shouted while jumping up and down and I saw Sir Suresh smiling at me as he patted my head.
But deep inside me, I didn't want Sir Suresh to go with us because I suspected he had naughty intentions on my mom and I knew this by remembering how he used to stare at my mom's big ass over the saree.
I glanced at Mom, expecting her to politely accept but her face was in a mixed state. She didn't know whether to smile, decline the offer or both because she knew deep inside, with her traditional values, that going out on a trip with another man was something she couldn't even dream about. But now, in front of her, was an offer that made her go into a deep dilemma. "Do I accept this offer while my husband is away or not?" That was the thought I think she was contemplating. on.
"Sunita, why are you thinking a lot?" Sir Suresh queried. "Sir, you shouldn't have thought about this, I don't really like travelling" Mom answered. "Cmon Sunita, it would be fun, I guarantee you will enjoy the trip the fullest, right Rajeev?" He asked as he looked at me. "Yes Sir, please mom just this trip, we never went to trips like this, please mom", I insisted.
In my mind, I should have rejected the offer because I didn't want to see this man with my mom. But again, my excitement got the better of me.
After all, mom wasn’t the type to accept such grand gestures, especially from someone outside our family. "Just say yes Sunita, you don't have to sit here all day being bored, let's take this trip. I already booked a hotel, please" Sir Suresh insisted more. But to my surprise, she smiled brightly and said, “That’s so thoughtful of you, Suresh. Thank you.”
Her acceptance of the trip felt was slightly tentative because she accept the offer but she seemed quite not sure if she made the right decision despite my dad being away.
I asked myself if she accepted this trip to make me happy or to appease Sir Suresh. This wasn’t the mom I knew—the one who believed in simplicity and modesty, the one who would have hesitated to accept something so extravagant. But on my side, I wanted to go to that trip. Friends, I hope you understand this conflicting scenario.
Also my mom couldn't believe herself for accepting an offer by a man who is not her husband and the same man whom she was masturbating about thinking of his dick. She really felt ashamed of herself but she didn't know what to do. It seemed that she keeps getting into this unchartered territories over and over again and she doesn't know how to maneuver across. The other night she was sexually thinking about Sir Suresh and today she is accepting an offer from him.
Moreover, Sir Suresh doesn't know that my mom was masturbating thinking about his dick's photo he sent her. If he knew my mom was doing so, then I don't know what could have happened. The thing which confused me a lot was the fact that my mom was suddenly accepting Sir Suresh slowly by slowly and the fact that she is leaving her traditional and pious values behind and getting used to another man who is not her husband.
This thought also made me slightly angry with mom for the first time but again I remembered what my friend Rahul told me about the normality of this kind of situations. I recalled Rahul telling me that this kind of incidents is common in our locality especially the suburban regions. Friends, remember I'm not used to this kind of incidents of my mom with another man but I slowly began absorbing it although with slight anger.
That week before the trip, Sir Suresh took me and mom for shopping. We visited various expensive and lavish stores where they sold luxurious types of designer clothes. We also visited other expensive stores specifically for women's and Sir Suresh bought expensive sarees for my mom. During our walk around the mall, mom was looking pensive and furtive all the time. It seemed as if she was afraid that someone might see her walking with another man and report her to dad but in Mumbai, this is normal.
That week, mom was slightly joyous because she was never treated like a queen in this magnitude ever, not even by my dad and she felt like a new born woman of luxury. Even at night, she used to try all those sarees Sir Suresh brought for her and she used to bug and disturb me asking "Son, how does this look on me?" every time she changed onto a new saree. She went back into her room, came out again and asked me how the second, third, fourth e.tc dress looked like on her.
I didn't really understand why my mom was overly hyped up after she was exposed to all those goodies Sir Suresh bought her. I just assumed that it is normal because I myself do get happy if my dad brings me chocolate and bicycle.
We set off for Mumbai the following weekend. Suresh picked us up in his car, and as we drove, I couldn’t help but notice how uncomfortable Mom seemed around him. She didn't even want to hold his hand when Sir Suresh insisted. I think my mom was guilty conscious because she remembers that she was masturbating while looking at Sir Suresh's dick over the phone. They talked and laughed effortlessly, as though they had known each other for years. I found myself watching them closely, trying to understand what had changed.
At one point during the drive, I saw Suresh glance at Mom in a way that unsettled me. His eyes lingered on her face, then moved downward, admiring her boobs and thighs in a way I wasn’t used to seeing. Mom didn’t seem to notice—or maybe she chose to ignore it—but I couldn’t look away. I was sure my mom knew that Sir Suresh was staring at her because my mom was such an item you couldn't get your eyes of. She was always glowing no matter the weather, season or day. Her packed breasts, soft neck, beautiful eyes and black hair was those big buttocks features which added flavor to her tantalizing beauty.
When his hand brushed over mom's soft thunder thighs during the drive as he passed her a bottle of water, she didn’t pull back. Instead, she smiled at him, and I felt a knot tighten in my chest. It was as if the lines between their friendship and something more were beginning to blur. However, when his hands was moving upward towards her upper thighs, she quickly removed his hands and signaled to him that I might be watching. Then Sir Suresh looked at me from the rear view and I quickly pretended to play games on my mom's phone.
Mumbai was incredible, its energy unlike anything I had experienced before. We visited landmarks, strolled along Marine Drive, and enjoyed street food. But even amidst the excitement, I couldn’t ignore the way Mom and Suresh interacted. They looked like husband and wife. I don't know what came over my mom but I found her holding hands with Sir Suresh. Earlier when we were in Pune, she didn't want to hold his hands but now in Mumbai, she was gracefully gripping his hands. I didn't understand why she kept changing and changing every time. I didn't know where this erratic behavior of hers is stemming from.
I too was excited to be in Mumbai but most importantly, happy to travel. Friends, one of my profound hobby is travelling around the world. I get excited when I visit different places and meet different people. So my excitement relatively made me ignore what was going on between my mom and Sir Suresh. During the walk, I could even see Sir Suresh slowly moving his hands at the back of my mom and resting it on her big juicy ass.
When I saw this, I felt strange, strange in the sense that something in me got ignited, something hot but I don't want to say naughty, but I felt a bust of erotic emotions cascading down my body. Sir Suresh even sometimes squeezed her fat ass and it seemed as if mom didn't notice. I am sure that if she noticed, then she would be angry at him but I don't know why she wasn't reacting.
I didn't want to think that my mom was allowing all that to happen. I refused to accept that my mom knew that Sir Suresh's hand was squeezing her firm ass and was not doing anything or saying anything to him. I got more and more confused because remember this kind of thing is happening for the first time for me to experience it.
During lunch at a rooftop restaurant, Sir Suresh leaned close to my mom, talking in hushed tones. Their conversation was private, and I couldn’t hear what they were saying. At one point, I caught Suresh whispering something that made Mom laugh softly, her cheeks flushing slightly. This was the same thing Sir Suresh did on the first, let me call it "date" with my mom when he whispered things to her.
“Why are you always whispering?” I blurted out, unable to hold back my curiosity. "Sir, please I want to know the secret, if you will buy mom a new saree, I also want a new suit" I saw both of them smiling.
Sir Suresh glanced at me, his expression neutral. “We’re just talking about something boring, beta. You wouldn’t be interested. But if you want a new suit, I will buy you one tomorrow. Just go and play, are you enjoying this trip so far?” he asked me. "Yes Sir", I answered as I headed off to play with some of new friends who were also at the rooftop restaurant. But as I played, I kept a keen eye on mom and Sir Suresh.
That evening, we checked into a luxurious motel, the likes of which I had never seen before. The marble floors gleamed, and the rooms were spacious and elegant. That night, I wondered where we would sleep. As we headed to our rooms, I noticed Sir Suresh removing something from his pocket. That time, my mom was busy viewing the elegant motel. Sir Suresh was behind her in a hideous way as if he didn't want to be seen.
I then recognized that he removed what looked like a golden necklace and continued to quietly stand behind her. He wore a smile. All this time, my mom was just admiring the lavish motel not knowing what surprise awaited behind her. Then Sir Suresh took a deep breath and moved his hand on and over her head towards her face trying to tie the necklace. Mom was caught unaware of what was happening, she looked behind in confusion and before she could say anything, Sir Suresh already tied the necklace on her.
After doing so, he came in front of her, while still smiling. Mom, still confused, was staring at her golden necklace, perhaps perplexed on what to say, or even the price of that necklace, which from my viewed looked quite a pricy asset. "You like it?", Sir Suresh asked mom. "Ooh Sir, you didn't really have to do this, gosh this is ....soo....expensive" mom answered. "Yes, for you only. Why not Sunita don't you like it? You look marvelous and extra ordinary tonight, I thought I would make the night more goldish extra on you"
Mom who continued to look at the golden necklace stood there not knowing what to say. She then raised her head and looked at Suresh. This kind of look she gave Sir Suresh was the same look she gave my dad when dad used to kiss her. Again, I couldn't believe my mom was giving Sir Suresh that kind of intimate look.
But she came to her senses quickly and she walked away from him. I couldn't understand why she did so. She walked away leaving Sir Suresh just standing there alone. He couldn't even explain what happened but he wore a smile as he watched her walk away. It's as if he knew that mom was slowly getting used to him despite the fact that she was married. He couldn't even take his eyes of her bouncy ass. I felt weird looking at all this. I couldn't even fathom a man enjoying the sight of my mom's ass as she walked away in a hurry.
Before we checked into our rooms, mom was sitting with Suresh and from a far, while I was still playing, I noticed that Sir Suresh was talking to her, maybe convincing her that the necklace he gave her was just a friendly necklace but mom seemed not to be convinced. She even kept looking left and right as if she was worried that I might be watching.
A few minutes later, I was sitting with mom, Suresh went to choose the best rooms for us three. Then as I sat with mom, I noticed her phone ringing and this time I was sure it was dad. For a very long time, my mom didn't talk to dad even the previous week because she was amazed by Sir Suresh. Therefore, I could understand why my dad called her because I am sure dad was even wondering why sometimes mom doesn't call him or why does mom not pick up his calls.
I knew it was dad calling because mom saved a different special ringtone for dad. As she picked up, she seemed worried because dad might ask her questions. "Yeeiii, it's dad calling", I yelped. "Yes beta" mom answered as she kept the phone on her ears and started talking to dad. Before I heard them speaking, I heard Sir Suresh calling me at the counter where people books rooms. I told mom, "Mom Sir Suresh is calling me, I will be right back, tell dad I love him and also remind him to bring me the video game, the new one"
"Ok beta", mom answered as she felt relaxed. At the counter, I was shocked that Sir Suresh booked only two rooms. I wondered what is the meaning of all this? why didn't he book three rooms, one for him, for mom and finally me?. However, I didn't want to ask him that question. After asking me which rooms I should choose. I came back and I still found mom still talking to dad. I decided to stand close behind her just quite a few meters away from her to try to listen to what mom and dad were talking about.
“Where are you? I have been calling you for quite some time now baby” Dad’s voice was faint but stern, even from where I stood.
“I told you, I’m visiting an old friend,” she replied, her words quick and light. “Just taking a small break. It’s nothing to worry about.”
“An old friend? Who? You didn’t mention anything about this before,” Dad pressed.
Mom hesitated, and I could feel the tension in her pause. “It’s just… someone from college,” she said finally, her voice quieter now. “We were catching up after years. That’s all.” It seemed as if she was afraid of telling dad that she went out with one of his colleagues. Friends, this is the second time my mom is lying to my dad. Being brought up with values, my mom never lied to my dad but here she is lying to him over the phone. I don't know but her lying to my dad made me slightly horny and I cursed myself for feeling that way.
“Where exactly are you baby, I was worried that you were not picking up my calls? And why at this time of the night baby?” Dad’s voice sharpened slightly. “You don’t sound like you’re in the city.”
“I told you, it’s not a big deal,” she said, a hint of defensiveness creeping into her tone. “I’ll be back soon. Let’s talk about this later.” The way she replied was never heard before from her. She used to talk with a tone of love when she talked with my dad but now she felt bold and she replied with boldness.
“Don't get angry baby. Why later? I’m asking now,” Dad insisted. “You’re being vague. Baby, are you okay?”
“I’m fine, really,” Mom said quickly, though her voice betrayed a flicker of unease. “Everything’s fine. You’re worrying for no reason.”
There was a long pause. I imagined Dad was now convinced.
“My love, you know I love you that's all, I always want to hear your voice” Dad’s voice was soft and he felt relaxed but I knew he was being lied to.
Mom sighed, a heavy sound that seemed to carry her guilt. “I’ll explain when I get home, okay? There’s nothing to worry about.”
“Fine, how is Rajeev doing?" "He is fine" mom answered. "Will you call me when you get home, it's late now you know"
“Of course,” Mom said softly. “I love you.”
The call ended, and she sat there for a moment, staring at her phone. Her shoulders slumped, and I could sense her worry, though she quickly straightened up.
I stepped back and sat down with her. "Mom how is dad? What did he say?" I asked her. "Ohh uumm, well nothing, he just wanted to know how we are doing. Nothing much"
Sir Suresh, mom and I now were heading to our rooms. I knew Sir Suresh booked two rooms only and mom didn't know this.
Suresh handed me a room key and said, “This one’s for you. Your own space for the night!”
I looked at him, confused. “Why aren’t we staying in the same room?”
Sir Suresh stepped in quickly. “It’s just easier this way, beta. You’ll have your privacy, and so will we.” Mom stood there not knowing what to do. She couldn't fathom herself sleeping in the same room with another man, far away from our home. "Sir we need to talk, just for a bit", mom asked Sir Suresh. Sir looked at mom and he told me, "Beta stay here for a while while i talk to your mom ok?", "Ok sir, but hurry up I feel sleepy", I answered.
They went aside and I hide myself to listen to them.
“I told you, Suresh, I can’t do this,” Mom’s voice was soft but tense, laced with hesitation. “I’m married. Sharing a room with you—it’s not right.”
“Relax, Sunita,” Suresh said, his tone calm and confident. “It’s not a big deal. We’re just staying the night, and it’s perfectly normal. All the rooms were booked earlier enough so this is the one which remained only” I knew he was lying because I saw the list of three rooms, four rooms even five rooms that time at the counter but he chose two bedrooms deliberately. I didn't understand why he was doing this.
“But it doesn’t feel normal to me, I will sleep at Rajeev's room” Mom replied, her voice breaking slightly.
“Sunita, Rajeev's room only has one bed and it only fits him and you cannot sleep on the floor because this place is so cold, but ours has two beds, so comfy, and the rooms are separated with a wall, why are you afraid, don't you trust me?” Suresh asked her. "No....I....I.. do but... I don't know it just doesn't feel right." Then Sir Suresh told her something that almost made my dick hard. "It doesn't feel right? Are you sure? Well did it feel right when I sent you that pic of mine?"
I quickly remembered what he was referring to, his dick photo which he sent my mom. This question shocked my mom, she raised her head and looked at him with an expression of anger. She didn't have anything to answer. "Mmmh? Sunita? Didn't you enjoy it?" "Stop this, I didn't enjoy anything, can you just please don't start this topic again, my son is here. I thought we agreed that I will not accept you sending me those kind of images again". Mom answered with a stern tone.
"I doubt it dear, I doubt if what you are saying is true" Sir Suresh answered and I saw his eyes move towards her boobs. Mom noticed this and she hid her boobs and walked out of that room and she seemed angry. My mom was in no mood to discuss further that topic with him but I was sure she understood that tonight, she was going to sleep in the same room with Sir Suresh.
I pretended to stand there not knowing what happened, mom came to me and said, "Alright beta, have a good bath and head off to sleep alright? I know you are sleepy" "Ok mom", I said. As I went to the bathroom, the words of my friend Rahul came into my mind and while was bathing, I decided to call him.
Steam filled the bathroom as I let the hot water run over me, my mind clouded with confusion and unease. I couldn’t stop thinking about the conversation I had overheard between Mom and Sir Suresh. Something about it felt off, and I needed to talk to someone who might help me make sense of it. Rahul.
Grabbing my phone from the bathroom counter, I dialed Rahul's number, balancing the phone between my ear and shoulder as I adjusted the shower temperature.
“Hello?” Rahul’s voice came through, slightly muffled.
“It’s me,” I said, keeping my voice low to make sure no one outside could hear.
“What’s up? Why are you calling me from the bathroom?” Rahul asked, chuckling.
“I needed to talk to you,” I said, ignoring his comment. “It’s about my mom and Sir Suresh.”
“Oh, Suresh uncle again?” Rahul said with a teasing tone. “What happened now, what have you noticed?”
“They… they’re sharing a room tonight, we went to a motel and Sir Suresh booked two rooms” I blurted out, the words tumbling out before I could stop myself.
There was a pause on the other end, followed by a burst of excitement from Rahul. “Wait, what? They’re sharing a room? Seriously?”
“Yes,” I said, feeling uneasy. “He only booked two rooms—one for me and one for both of them. I overheard Mom saying she wasn’t comfortable with it, but he convinced her. And now she’s… she’s fine with it.”
“That’s awesome, man! Let me tell you something, tonight is the night you will see the hot movie between your mom and him” Rahul exclaimed, his enthusiasm catching me off guard.
“Awesome?” I repeated, confused. “How is that awesome?”
“It’s normal,” Rahul said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “I told you, right? These things happen all the time. Especially when your dad isn’t around. Moms deserve to have fun too, you know? Even yesterday, I watched my mom fuck that my dad's boss and I enjoyed the show. So it's also your time to enjoy watching your mom getting fucked hard by Sir Suresh tonight. If I was you, I would feel excited.”
“But it feels weird,” I admitted. “Mom isn’t like this. She’s always been so… traditional. This isn’t her. But a few minutes ago, she seemed angry that Sir Suresh only booked two rooms”
“People change, dude,” Rahul said, his tone almost casual. “Your mom probably got tired of the same old routine of your boring dad. My mom’s the same with my dad’s boss. They go out together, have dinners, and fuck also. It’s just how things work sometimes.”
“But this isn’t....uuhh I don't know what to say,” I said, trying to make him understand. “They’re sharing a room, Rahul. A room. Don’t you think that’s… too much?”
“Nah,” Rahul said with a chuckle. “You’re overthinking it. My mom and Dad’s boss fucked inside my mom's bedroom, in front of the wedding pics of my mom and dad. Your mom and Suresh uncle are probably just close to doing what my mom and dad's boss did and I think it will happen tonight, make sure you don't sleep. It’s not a big deal.”
I leaned my head against the shower wall, letting the water hit my back. “It doesn’t feel right, though. She’s lying to Dad, Rahul. She didn’t even answer his calls earlier.”
“Dude, yes because she is infatuated by the hot attention she is receiving from Sir Suresh,” Rahul said. “Sometimes moms need to do things for themselves. Your dad’s not here, right? Suresh uncle’s just giving her the attention she probably hasn’t had in years. Trust me, this is normal.”
I stayed silent for a moment, ,.ng over his words. “You really think so?”
“Absolutely,” Rahul said confidently. “Look, your mom’s an adult. She knows what she’s doing. And honestly, it sounds like Suresh uncle really likes her. He’s treating her well, right?”
“Yeah…” I admitted reluctantly. “He’s been really nice to her. They laugh a lot together.”
“Exactly,” Rahul said. “If she’s happy, then why are you stressing about it? My mom is way happier when she’s with my dad’s boss than she is with Dad. It’s just how things are.”
“But what about Dad?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. “Doesn’t she care about him?”
“Of course she does,” Rahul said. “But relationships are complicated. Your mom probably still loves your dad, but she needs someone to fill the gap when he’s not around. It’s nothing bad—it’s just life.”
His words hung in the air, and for a moment, I didn’t know how to respond. I turned off the shower, the sound of dripping water filling the silence.
“So, you think I’m overreacting?” I asked finally.
“Definitely, but I am sure something hot is going to happen tonight between your mom and Sir Suresh and you will feel something you have never felt before” When he said this, my dick slightly became hard because I knew what he meant but he wasn't saying it because he knew I will believe him. But I knew he meant that maybe Sir Suresh was going to "fuck" my mom. I don't want to use that term but maybe that is what was going to happen but I was not ready to see this thing happening.
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