Adultery My Shy Mom Seduced And Fucked by Sir Suresh

[nadia]

(( FOR THOSE BUMPING INTO THIS STORY FOR THE FIRST TIME, THIS SECTION IS WHERE MY FRIEND RAHUL INTRODUCES ME TO HIS GIRLFRIEND. IT ALSO CONTAINS A REAL SCENE WHERE MY MOM INTERACTS WITH ARJUN SIR FOR THE SECOND TIME, ENJOY!!))









The morning sun peeked through my window, casting soft light across my room. I could hear the faint sounds of the city waking up outside. 

Today felt different. My mom was out picking up my dad from the hospital, while I was off to college, but my mind was still racing from the events of the previous night. 

I knew with utmost certainty that the secret & lustful relationship between my mom and Sir Suresh was over for good. In the morning my mom even deleted Sir Suresh's phone number.

And I noticed something strange, my mom was all of a sudden evidently radiant and cheerful. I presume this cheerfulness arose from the fact that she will no longer be in an illegal relationship with a man who is not her husband.

Somehow, she felt that she will no longer be doing a sin of cheating on my dad. This is a new start for her. She will return to her normal life of religious activities and piousness.

Furthermore, she seemed quite joyous because she will no longer experience tense & nervous moments of lying to my dad, she will no longer hide anything. She wanted a clean start, to flush away the past and flourish to a new woman.

At schoool, I was eager to talk to Rahul and share with him what I witnessed between his mom Jaya and Sir Arjun that night.

The hours at schoool dragged on painfully, each tick of the clock reminding me that I needed to speak with Rahul. 

I was not even paying attention, my mind just kept remembering how my mom was now free with my dad. Away from her cheating past.

Finally, the college day ended, and I rushed out into the afternoon sun, scanning the crowded playground for Rahul. Spotting him near the gym, I jogged over. 

I missed Rahul ever since he was grounded by his mom Jaya.

"Hey, Rahul!" I called out, breathless with excitement. 

He turned, his easy smile lighting up his face. “What’s up? You look like you’ve seen a ghost!" 

"I miss you kiddo", I said.

"Me too", he replied, "How have you been?"

"I am fine, a lot has happened the last few days. By the way, your mom told me she grounded you and sent you to live with your grandpa for a few days. What did you do?", I asked him.

"Well, you know", he started, "my mom grounded me because at night she caught me a one time, at night, when I wasn't asleep.", he said.

"Ahaa?", I encouraged him to speak more.

"You know, as always, I wanted to see her being fucked by Arjun but every time, she ensured that I locked my door before I sleep but this time I accidentally, knocked the chair nearby as I watching them and she knew I was awake"

"Ooh! You are one naughty boy, well I have something to tell you about it too"

"What tell me what is it about", he was curious.

I hesitated for a moment, gathering my thoughts. “It’s about the other night, you know I spent the night at your home . And I witnessed the fucking session between your mom with Sir Arjun.”

He raised an eyebrow, looking skeptical. “What? Really? How? When....oooh noo, What about it? And how do you know Sir Arjun”

“I know everything Rahul, I know he is your dad's boss, his full name is Sir Arjun Kapoor. I saw him. I saw him fucking your mom in the ass at night while she was trying not to scream”

Rahul opened his mouth wide with awe, a hint of disbelief in his expression. “Wait, really? Are you serious?”

I nodded earnestly, desperate to get through to him. “I am! Have you ever noticed him doing that? It’s like he was trying to make her scream so loudly, he was really fucking her asshole so hard”

He shifted slightly, his skepticism evident. “I’ve never seen anything like that. I saw him fucking her ass but not in a hard way. Are you sure you’re not imagining things?"

“Think, Rahul! Have you ever noticed him fucking your mom's big ass to the point that your mom accidentally shitted on his dick. It was like…gross and smelly” 

I struggled to articulate the strangeness of the moment. “Like he was controlling her somehow. Making her...like a whore...calling her names like bitch, slut and dick-sucker”

Rahul furrowed his brow, clearly deep in thought. “Woow I have never seen her shitting during anal fuck with Sir Arjun but you are lucky. Maybe he was just demonstrating something to her showing her how he wants it?”

I shook my head, frustration bubbling up. “No, it wasn’t that! I swear. It was intense. He wasn’t just showing her how he wanted to fuck her ass, he was ruthless with her, the whole house smelt of aunty Jaya's shit”

“Still… that sounds pretty gross,” Rahul replied, scratching his head. "I know she loves Sir Arjun more than my dad. But for now I am just angry with mom for not allowing me to come back home,"

He continued, "...can you imagine being grounded for two weeks..ooh damn it"

“Look, I just want you to think about it,” I insisted. “You just have to wait until she is pleased because now she feels that you might know her secret meetings with Arjun Sir that's why she grounded you”

Before I could finish, he waved his hands dismissively. “Okay, okay! I’ll think about it. Just promise me you’re not going to tell my mom that I used to see her fucking secretly with Arjun sir”

"No cmon, are you stupid? How can I say that?", I replied.

With that, Rahul seemed to let it go, and his expression shifted. “Hey, speaking of which, I want you to meet someone after schoool for the first time”

“Who?” I asked, curious.

“My girlfriend. She will wait for me across the street later”

Friends, Rahul always told me that he had a girlfriend but ever since, I never knew how his girlfriend looked like. Often, we used to leave schoool and he would go to a corner and wait for his girlfriend.

But I never bothered to know how she looked because I myself, didn't have a girlfriend although I had some crushes on other girls. But today, I was suddenly eager to see his girlfriend.

So we went to our respective homes and we changed, I found dad and mom at home I greeted them and I quicky changed to my home clothes and I went back and me and Rahul went to the nearby street.

Anticipation bubbled within me. When we reached the secluded spot at the corner of the street, I saw her waiting. This girl was amazing in sight.

Friends, Rahul's girlfriend was beautiful, with long, dark hair cascading down her back and striking features. 

Her bright eyes sparkled with energy, and she had an infectious smile that lit up the cloudy evening. She wore a fitted top and grey dress that were stylish yet casual, accentuating her curves.

Honestly, I was mesmerized. My heart raced as I took her in. I couldn't believe Rahul got won this girl all for himself.

“Hey, Priya!” Rahul greeted her warmly, wrapping his arm around her waist giving her a kiss on her lips. “I want you to meet my friend.”

Priya turned, her smile widening, and I felt my mouth go dry. Her smile almost blew my mind away like a tornado. It almost felt like I was witnessing an angel here on earth but with sobber eyes.

“Hi! You must be the friend Rahul told me about.” she talked. Her voice sounding like that of Cinderella, so soft and high pitched. If she sang lullaby with that voice to me at that time, I would certainly fall asleep.

“Uh, yeah. Hi! I’m… I’m just, uh, really happy to meet you,” I stammered, unable to look away.

“Nice to meet you too!” she chimed, and I couldn’t help but notice her voice had a melodic quality to it.

"How did you get to know such a cutie", I asked Rahul

"Well", he started while glancing at her smiling, "I met her one day inside a mall and as always, since I am brave enough, I approached her and the rest is history"

I kept looking at Priya and she was smiling like a queen.

"So, what have you been doing lately Rajeev?" Rahul asked, clearly trying to keep the conversation going.

“I guess just being me as always.” I replied, still distracted by Priya’s presence. “What about you? How do you like it here Priya?”



“It’s great! I love the community, I am here with my dad. My mom lives in Uttar” she said, glancing at Rahul with a bright smile. “I love hanging out with my friends. I am beginning to love Pune"

“You should come to our next get-together,” Rahul added looking at me. “We’re planning some fun activities—”

“Yes definitely, Hey...ummm...Actually,” I interrupted, desperate to know more, “I remembered something? Sir Arjun has a daughter named Priya too. Are you…?”

Her eyes twinkled with recognition. “Yes! That’s me. Good guess!”

My heart skipped a beat. This was the same Priya Sir Arjun had mentioned to me as someone he would love for me to date and fuck. And here she was—Rahul’s girlfriend. I didn't believe it.

Arjun Sir wanted me to date his daughter and fuck her the same way he fucked Rahul's mother, aunty Jaya.

She looked quite the same as the pictures Sir Arjun showed me of her.

“Wait, how do you know Sir Arjun?” Rahul asked, tilting his head curiously.

Caught off guard, I fumbled for the right words. “Um, I just… saw him when I was at the reception. A couple of weeks ago”

“Really? That’s interesting!” Rahul chimed in, looking puzzled. “You weren’t sneaking around, were you heheheh?”

“No, no! Nothing like that,” I replied quickly, trying to hide my nervousness. “Just saw him while I was waiting for something.”

As they talked, my mind was racing. I started to lust for Priya all of a sudden and it was just the first day I saw her. I knew I shouldn’t be feeling this way; the reality was that she was Rahul's girlfriend, my best friend. 

But the thought kept running in my head, this Priya is....is..so sexy...I must....do something. The chemistry, the connection, whatever it was—I could feel it. I wanted Priya on my own.

Her father, Sir Arjun was right, his daughter is perfect for me. His daughter should be with me, not with Rahul.

I started feeling jealous of Rahul. I wanted to take his girlfriend. I didn't care if he was my friend or not. I just wanted his girlfriend Priya all on my own.

I don't know why I started feeling like this but I was sure that I didn't want the best for Rahul. I didn't want him to enjoy with Priya, I wanted to take away the girl he truly loves.

As Rahul and Priya stood in front of me, I was keen to know more about the girl who had captured my attention. “Hey, where do you live, Priya?” I asked, hoping to learn more.

“Oh, I live just a couple of kilometers away, near the park,” she replied, smiling.

“Really? That’s not far at all. It's actually closer to our home” I exclaimed, feeling excited at the thought.

“Yeah, but I’m grounded for two months, so I won’t get to see my hot Priya,” Rahul said dramatically, a playful glint in his eye.

Priya laughed. “You’ll survive! Plus, we can always text, right?”

“Sure, but it’s not the same,” he replied, rolling his eyes. “No late-night kisses for me.”

As Rahul said this, I started getting jealous of him. I couldn't stand him kissing Priya those late nights. I don't know where this jealous came from but I started coveting his girlfriend.

I wanted Rahul to go away at this moment so that I can seduce and kiss his girlfriend instead of him kissing her.

“Don’t worry, Rahul. You’ll be fine. Just think of all the fun stuff you can catch up on at home,” I reassured him, though my mind raced with thoughts of me fucking Priya while this imbecilic Rahul was away.

“What class are you in, Priya?” I asked, eager to keep the conversation focused on her. I wanted her to talk to me more that's why I asked her questions so that she can look at me more.

I didn't want her to talk to Rahul. I wanted her to focus on me. I was going crazy and it's just the first time I am meeting her. I wanted her to look at me so that I can make her think about me and not Rahul.

“Oh, I’m in the class next to yours,” she said enthusiastically. “We even share break times!”

“That’s awesome! You should introduce me to your friends sometime,” I suggested, trying to sound casual. Friends, I was licking my lips as I was talking to her.

I was actually copying what Sir Arjun did to my mom that day when I introduced him to her for the first time. Sir Arjun was licking his lips when he was talking to my mom as a sign of flirtation.

And now, I am licking my lips as I looked at Priya. But she just looked away. I knew she knew very well that I was licking my lips because I was lusting for her.

Oohh this was so hot! Flirting with another man's girlfriend or wife is such a hot feeling.

“You’d love my friends; they’re hilarious!” Priya replied, a sparkle in her eyes.

Suddenly, Rahul leaned in and kissed Priya softly on the lips. A wave of jealousy washed over me. Inside, I wished more than anything that Rahul would disappear so I could have a chance with Priya.

She giggled, blushing, “Relax! Rahul, you are so sudden.”

"I just miss your sexy lips baby", this bastard Rahul replied to her. At this moment, I started feeling so jealous at Rahul. I never envied him but today, I wanted what he had all for myself.

I did not care if he was my best friend or not. I just wanted to ruin his relationship with Priya. I actually wanted them to break up right at that moment.

I hoped to see him heartbroken and leave Priya so that I can take Priya, this beautiful hot girl.

“Yeah, well, save some kisses for later! She is all yours” I joked (but anger still with me) but couldn’t shake the feeling of longing. 

“Are you going to be my new friend, even with this guy around?” Priya teased, nudging Rahul playfully.

“Absolutely!” I said, determined to be closer to her. In my head I said to myself "Yes I can also be your fuck mate, not only  a friend, I will fuck you when this bastard Rahul is not around"

As they chatted together, I knew this was just the beginning of a complicated situation. I was set on finding a way to break through Rahul's hold and show Priya that I could be more than just a friend.


I planned on my mind that once this foolish Rahul goes to his grandpa's place, I will seduce Priya and I will show her that I am the best person to be with. Then I will ensure that she hates Rahul.

I must do something. I made up my mind. Friendship with Rahul was not important for me, the most important thing for me is winning Priya.

And I know I will succeed because her father, Sir Arjun, assured me that he will make Priya be my girlfriend.

I knew that me and Sir Arjun had one thing in common and that is that we are lusting for other peoples girlfriend and wives respectively.

Rahul sensed my distraction. “Hey, are you okay?”

I jolted back to the moment. “Oh, yes, I just… never mind.”

“Alright then,” he said, shrugging it off, completely oblivious to my lingering gaze on Priya.

Rahul then turned to Priya, “Let's take a walk baby, okay?” 

“Sure!” she replied enthusiastically, seeming to enjoy the idea.

“Okay, I’ll catch up with you later,” I said, feeling a strange sense of emptiness and envy as they started to walk away. I frowned as they walked away clearly feeling angry that Rahul is touching her.

As they walked off, something caught my eye. Priya glanced back at me, offering a smile and a wave of her hand. 

Surprised by this, I found myself smiling back and I waved back. NO matter how much of a friend Rahul was, the connection I felt with Priya was undeniable. 

Lusting for Priya, my friend's girlfriend, feels so good, like tasting a forbidden fruit that’s sweeter because it’s not mine to have. 

There’s a thrill in the secrecy, in the knowledge that every glance she gave me, is a stolen moment and showed that me and Priya were meant for each other.

I will never allow Priya to be with Rahul, even if he is my friend. It is better for me to end friendship with Rahul but I will get Priya.

I don't know why but things between me and him started changing. I felt like I was no longer his friend, but I pretended to be his friend while in reality I wanted to take his girlfriend.

But from now on, I will do everything so that him and Priya are not together and Priya's father, Sir Arjun will help me do it. I don't care about Rahul anymore.

When she waved at me for 5 seconds, she turned and continued walking with this bastard Rahul.

In that moment, I couldn’t help but admire Priya fleshy ass as she walked away. Her ass was so firm, soft and cute. I then quickly remembered what Sir Arjun told me.

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I remembered that he said that I can do whatever with Priya's body, her pussy, her mouth and this perfect ass that she has. 

Maybe I can fuck all her asshole to so that she can shit on my dick similar to how Arjun Sir did to Rahul's mom, aunty Jaya.

The way she carried herself, her soft hair flowing in the breeze, her laughter ringing sweetly in the air—it drew me in completely. Priya was mine, not for this stupid Rahul.

Sir Arjun, Priya's  father, was a master of temptation, a man who thrived in the shadows of forbidden desires. He taught me to lust for what was never meant to be mine—to see beauty in my friend's girlfriend. 

He spoke of the thrill, the power, the unspoken victory in claiming other person's girlfriend or wife. “You should be like me,” Sir Arjun told me yesterday, with a sly smile, his eyes alight with mischief. 

“Taking another man's wife or girlfriend is very good, life is short, don't waste time”, his words ringing in my head as I remembered them.

At first, his words felt like a spark, igniting something restless like lust and wild within me. 

But over time, I realized he wasn’t just teaching me how to sin; he was molding me in his image, shaping me into a mirror.

I found myself following Sir Arjun's words, I started behaving like him and I was liking it very much. It felt so good to lust for my friend's girlfriend.


Later that evening, the weight of the day's events finally began to cross my brain. Entering the house, the familiar scent of home – my mother's cooking – eased my mind.

"Dad, how are you feeling?" I asked, giving him a hug.

"Much better, son," he replied, his voice still a little weak but infused with a returning energy. "The doctor said I can return if I feel discomfort, but I'm fine now." His smile was genuine, a comforting reassurance.

My mother was in the kitchen, humming softly as she stirred something on the stove. 

She was wearing a flowing, slightly revealing white pajamas with red dots, her fat ass was visible – a stark contrast to her usual attire.

She came out of the kitchen bringing tea to my dad and I was watching her fat ass jiggle. Friends, my mom's fat ass became more and more softer and fat.

I think this is because Sir Suresh fucked my mom's ass once that is why after anal sex her ass became magnificent. I also heard that if women are fucked in the ass, their assess became softer and big.




My dad until today, after like a month, still doesn't know that the fat ass of his wife is looking so marvelous because Sir Suresh, his colleague, fucked mom in the ass.

And I felt sorry for my dad because he has never fucked my mom in the ass since he married her. But another man came out of nohere and did it for him

But mom wearing that white pajamas it felt like a deliberate attempt to seduce my father. I knew what was going to happen after dinner, that they would be fucking each other after not seeing each other for long. 

I silently told myself that I will not watch them fucking because I had to think about Priya, Rahul's girlfriend. She was really in my head although she is my friend's girlfriend.

Later, as promised during his hospital stay, my father and I settled in for a marathon video game session. The house filled with the loud sounds of our laughter and playful rivalry, a familiar soundtrack to our bond. 

It felt so good for my family to return to normal, if only for the moment. The loud sounds of our game eventually interrupted the peace of my mom in the kitchen.

"“Hey, you two! Can you calm it down a little? I’m trying to cook here!" my mother called out, her voice tinged with amusement, but there was also a warmth, a touch of happiness in her tone that struck me. 

It was the happy sound of a family settling back into its rhythms.

Mom seemed genuinely happy, happy because she left her cheating life even though she knew she was guilty, and I could tell she was enjoying the moment. 

She kept stealing glances at Dad, winking playfully, and he responded with his own wink. That little exchange made me smile; it felt good knowing that our family dynamic was rekindling.

Mom and dad's love bonding was begining to catch up.

Despite my mom and dad's happiness, though, a different image burned in my mind. Priya. Her image, hot and vivid, danced before my eyes, a consuming distraction. Her boobs, her sexy firm ass, her intoxicating eyes. Ooh Priya, Priya! 

Aaaahh! Priya, the girlfriend of my foolish friend Rahul!

A feeling of intense longing filled me. Rahul, her boyfriend, remained grounded; I knew I will get a chance with Priya. I had a feeling that soon enough, the path would be clear for me to finally act.

That night, while I lay in my bedroom, I started rubbing my dick thinking of Priya's sexy boobs. Her boobs were really magnificent. I rubbed dick with my hand, savoring the anticipation, the thrill of fucking Priya's boobs.



"Ohh Priya," I whispered, my voice low and filled with yearning. "I would love to hold your arms… feel your skin against mine… I want to kiss you… everywhere… I want to suck your pussy and your tight unused asshole” 

"Aahhh Priya, come to me baby,,, ooh Priya suck my dick... let me push it in your pussy...aaahh Priya your pussy feels good, aaah Priya spread your legs wide, aahah Priya I am fucking your good pussy aahhh yess yess,, scream for me Priya"

I was clearly day dreaming, or let's call it, night dreaming since it was at night.

"Scream my name, tell me that you want my dick inside your pussy. Aahh Priya I know my foolish friend Rahul has not fucked you....Aaah Priya I am going to fuck you for the first time baby aaahhh"


I kept on saying this as I masturbated while my dad kept fucking mom their master bedroom. "Aaahh Priya tell me you want my dick and you love me more that Rahul....Oohh Priya, you are my queen,...aooohh your pussy is wonderful Priya"


Then I cummed all over the bed, my hands full of sperm. I didn't even bother to go clean up. 

I just slept like that with my hands wet with cum. I slept like that similar to how Arjun Sir slept without washing his dick that was dirty with aunty Jaya's shit.

Friends, I was clearly following the path of Arjun Sir. He was becoming my role model and I was copying him.


The next morning brought a sudden change. Dad got a call that he had to fly back to Goa for work. I could see the disappointment on Mom’s face, having just enjoyed a little time together. |

Her reunion with my father was short-lived.

“Don’t worry, it’s only for two weeks,” Dad reassured her, holding her hand gently.

I felt bad for them, but I also knew that once Dad was gone, he will not stay for long. 

As me and mom escorted Dad to the airport, I noticed Mom staring out of the taxi's window, her expression somber. 

Dad squeezed her hand, trying to comfort her, and I could feel the love between them, even if their history was complicated. It was clear that my mom was frustrated by my dad's regular work travels.

As soon as my father's flight departed, a familiar car horn blared behind us, cutting through the somber atmosphere. I turned, to check and my heart leaping into my throat; it was  Sir Arjun's car.

"Hey Rajeev!" he called out, his voice sounding overly cheerful. I felt an involuntary wave of excitement; this man had an aura of power.

"Mom, look, it's Arjun sir!" I said, my voice betraying my thrill.

"Rahul," my mother sighed, her voice weary, "please just ignore him. I'm not in the mood." But I couldn’t. I couldn't ignore the unexpected arrival of this powerful, enigmatic man. 

Arjun's Rolls Royce pulled up beside ours, the window rolling down, revealing his intense gaze. Arjun Sir was ugly but at least the Rolls Royce he drove made him appear temporarily handsome, hehehehe!

"C’mon, Mom, he’s just saying hi! He wants to give us a lift mom" I pressed, wanting my mom to greet him.

Arjun waited for a response, and I couldn’t help but feel the weight of the moment. "Sunita," Arjun greeted, his voice smooth as silk. "What a… unexpected encounter."

My mother, still visibly upset, pulled my hand, attempting to hurry past. "Rahul, let's go. We don't have time for pleasantries."


"But Mom," I insisted, refusing to go. "Arjun sir offered us a ride home. It's quite a distance, and it'll be much more comfortable than a bus. Please, Mom, just say hello."

She sighed, her annoyance evident. "Arjun, it’s… really not a good time. I appreciate the offer, but we’re fine." Her tone was clipped, her words conveying a clear disinterest.

Arjun’s smile didn’t falter. "Don't be like that, Sunita. A little courtesy won’t hurt. Let me at least give you both a lift. It's the least I can do after you escorted your husband to the airport."


I was shocked! How did he know that my me and my mom escorted my father to the airport to travel? My mom asked him, "What? How did you know my husband travelled? Were you following us?"

"Oohh c'mon Sunita, I just saw you and Rajeev waving goodbye to him", Arjun Sir replied. But my mom didn't look convinced. She knew that somehow Arjun Sir was stalking her.

"It's hot outside here in Pune, and frankly, a Rolls Royce is a much better alternative to a bus. I have a air conditioner inside, you will love it Sunita" He paused, letting his words sink in.

"Mom, please," I pressed, my tone playful but insistent. "Just let us have a ride in his fancy car. I've never been in a Rolls Royce before!" 

"Honestly, Rajeev, I’m not in the mood," my mother protested. Her voice was strained, indicating both her annoyance at my insistence.

Arjun leaned closer from his car, his gaze lingering on my mother's sexy eyes, adding a touch of flirtatious charm. He was also admiring her curvy features.









"Sunita, don’t be so hasty. Think of it as a small gesture of friendship. Consider it a form of gratitude after your support. Let me show you my gratitude in this way." 

His words were designed to be both alluring and appealing. "A beautiful woman like you shouldn't walk in this hot sun, you deserve better"


"Mom please, just this one ride mom please", I continued pressing hoping she would accept. 

Finally, with a weary sigh and a look of resignation, she conceded. "Fine," she muttered, more to herself than to Arjun. 

"Yeeeiiii", I screamed and I saw Arjun Sir smiling while looking at mom.

"Thank you Sunita, you will enjoy this ride", he said while he was staring at my mom and licking his lips looking at her from top to bottom.

I quickly enter the back of the Rolls Royce, sitting down. Mom hesitates, knowing she doesn’t want to sit in the front with Sir Arjun. 

I knew she wouldn't sit in front wit Arjun Sir so that why I locked both doors at the back of the car to make her sit with Arjun Sir in front. Friends, I really wanted my mom to interact with him.

Mom: "Rajeev, open the door, please. I can’t sit in front."

Me: (playfully refusing) "No way! It’s a good spot back here, all to myself!"

Mom: (getting annoyed) "Arjun, if you don’t open the door, we’ll just take a bus!"

Me: (still playful) "But buses are so slow, Mom! This is way cooler!"

Arjun, however, still inside the car, smoothly preventing a further escalation said, "Sunita," he said gently. "There's plenty of room in the front. Truly. I insist. The front sit is way more better. You don't have to avoid me"

My mother hesitated, then glanced at me before looking at Arjun with a look of annoyance. The situation was now unavoidable. I knew she will sit in front with Arjun Sir

Friends, it seemed as if my mom was annoyed because she wanted to start a fresh after she cheated my dad but this man Arjun Sir, is now already in lust for my mom.

That is what my mom was annoyed about. She didn't want anyone to flirt with her because she wanted to be with my dad even if she cheated several times with Sir Suresh, who by now left her.

Arjun, with a charming smile, executed a perfect gentlemanly move. He got out of the car, went to the other side, opened the passenger door, and with a hand resting lightly on the car door, he gestured for her to enter.

"Please, Sunita," he said softly, his voice a gentle persuasion. "Let me at least show you some basic courtesy and gratitude for your kindness today.”

He placed his hands on her shoulder. I was excited to see his first touch on my mom's skin.

My mother, exasperated but clearly defeated, shrugged his hand off gently and slid into the front passenger seat. 

Mom: "Alright, alright. I’m going in!"

As my mom bent to enter the car, her big ass was so much accentuated, it looked so big when she bent.

Arjun stared at her fat ass and he licked his lips naughtily before entering the driver's side. I even saw for a second that he had a boner over his trouser.

A smile lingered on his lips; he had accomplished his goal.

"Rahul," my mother said, as she sat in the front seat, trying to maintain her annoyed tone. "You're going to get it when we get home. I will scold you." I knew it was her usual pretense of anger and I just laughed.

Me: (laughing) "Oh, come on Mom! You will totally enjoy it!


As Arjun entered the car, he winked at me in the rearview mirror, to which I returned the gesture. Our unspoken agreement shimmered in the air, a subtle compact between us.

My mom on the other hand just kept looking away and gazed at the window, she didn't want to look or talk to Arjun. Then he started driving...................