Family of Shaows

[sexonmind]

Chapter 10: New Beginnings

The next day, Aruna drew her first salary and went straight home to give it to Sunandha. Entering the living room, she found her mother sipping tea and reading a book.

"Amma," Aruna called softly, placing the envelope on the table before her.

Sunandha looked up, surprised. "What’s this, Aruna?"

"My first salary," Aruna said with a proud but humble smile. "It’s yours, Amma. You’ve given me everything I have. This is the least I can do."

Sunandha's eyes softened with pride and affection. She picked up the envelope but placed it back in Aruna's hand.

"This is yours, Aruna," Sunandha said firmly. "You worked for it, you earned it. I don’t want you to feel like you owe me anything. Keep it and use it for yourself."

"But Amma," Aruna protested gently, "I don’t need it. You already provide me with everything. I don’t have any expenses."

Sunandha chuckled warmly. "That may be true now, but life has a way of surprising us. Keep it, save it, or use it for something you truly want. If I ever need something, I’ll ask you. Until then, this is yours, my dear."

Aruna hesitated, but Sunandha’s tone left no room for argument. She finally nodded, holding the envelope close. "Alright, Amma. But if you ever need anything, please tell me. This is as much yours as it is mine."

"I will," Sunandha promised with a smile, pulling her daughter into a tight embrace. "I’m so proud of you, Aruna."

Aruna felt a wave of warmth and contentment as she hugged her mother back. For a moment, the weight of her past schemes and the complexities of her life seemed to fade, replaced by the simple joy of being appreciated.

That evening, as Aruna relaxed in her room, her phone buzzed. It was a call from Babu.

“Hello, little brother!” Aruna greeted warmly.

“Hello, Akka! Congratulations on your first salary!” Babu said enthusiastically.

Aruna chuckled. “Thank you, Babu. It feels nice to earn something on my own.”

“It’s been a while since we talked, Akka. How’s work treating you?” he asked.

“It’s good. Busy, but fulfilling. And what about you? College life must be fun.”

Babu hesitated for a moment before sharing, “It’s going great. I’ve made some good friends. Jasmine, you remember her, right? We’ve grown closer, and there’s Gita too. She’s really smart and fun to talk to.”

Aruna smiled knowingly. “Ah, so you’ve got two girls keeping you company? That sounds like an exciting college life!”

“Akka! It’s not like that,” Babu protested, laughing nervously.

“By the way,” Aruna said casually, “I transferred some amount to your account. Check it when you have time.”

“What?!” Babu exclaimed. opened his banking app while still on the call. His eyes widened when he saw the amount. “Akka, this is... this is too much! Why so much? Akka, why would you do that? What will I even do with the money?”

“Spend it, Babu,” Aruna said, her tone gentle yet firm. “Buy something for yourself, treat your friends, or save it for something special. It’s yours now, so use it however you like.”

Babu was touched. “Thank you so much, Akka. But honestly, I don’t know how to repay you.”

“You don’t have to repay me, Babu. Just focus on your studies and enjoy your life. That’s all the thanks I need,” Aruna said warmly.

Babu smiled, his heart full of gratitude. “I will, Akka. You’re the best!”

“Don’t forget that,” she teased before they ended the call.

As they continued to chat, Babu felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude and affection for his sister. Aruna’s thoughtful gesture brought them closer, reminding him of the bond they shared despite the distances and complexities in their lives. For Aruna, the conversation was a brief respite—a moment of pure joy in the midst of her intricate world.

Immediately Aruna called Venu “Hello, Akka,” he greeted warmly.

“Venu, how are you? How’s Rachana and the kids?” Aruna asked with genuine concern.

“We’re all doing fine. How about you?”

“I’m good. Actually, I called to tell you something,” she said, her tone soft yet resolute. “I’ve transferred some money to your account. It’s not much, but I wanted to help.”

Venu paused, surprised. “Akka, you didn’t have to—”

“I know what you’re going to say,” she interrupted gently. “But I remember the conversation we had before I left Kakinada. You told me about your financial troubles and asked if we could sell the old house to get your share. I said no at the time because I wasn’t ready to part with it.”

Her voice softened further. “But I’ve been thinking about it a lot, Venu. I can’t sell the house, but I can help in other ways. From now on, I’ll send money to you every month. It’s my way of supporting you.”

Venu was silent for a moment, his throat tightening with emotion. “Akka, I don’t know what to say. Thank you... This means a lot.”

“You don’t need to say anything,” she replied. “You’re my brother, and I’ll always have your back. Just promise me you’ll use it wisely and take care of the family.”

After the call ended, Venu sat back, his mind replaying their earlier conversation in Kakinada. He had been desperate, asking for the sale of the house as a way to alleviate his mounting financial burdens. At that time, Aruna’s refusal had stung, but now her gesture filled him with a mix of relief and gratitude.

Still, as he stared into the night, his thoughts wandered. The money she had sent was generous, but would it be enough? His financial troubles were far-reaching, and the weight of debt still loomed heavily over him.

Yet, for the first time in weeks, a small glimmer of hope flickered within him. He resolved to make the best use of the help Aruna was providing, even as he wondered if it would be enough to truly turn things around.

One evening, as Babu was wrapping up his studies in his dorm room, his phone buzzed. Seeing Purushotham’s name on the screen, he hesitated for a moment before answering.

“Hello, Purushotham,” Babu greeted casually.

“Hey, Babu. Hope I’m not disturbing you,” Purushotham said, his voice a little tense.

“No, not at all. What’s up?”

There was a brief pause on the line before Purushotham finally spoke. “I, uh... I wanted to tell you something. I know I don’t need to, but I feel like I owe you honesty.”

Babu furrowed his brow, unsure of where this was going. “What is it?”

“I slept with Aruna again,” Purushotham admitted, his tone a mix of nervousness and guilt.

For a moment, Babu was silent, processing the statement. Then, much to Purushotham’s surprise, he responded with an indifferent tone. “Okay.”

“That’s it? Just... okay?” Purushotham asked, baffled by the lack of reaction.

“Yeah,” Babu said, shrugging though Purushotham couldn’t see him. “You’re both adults. It’s her choice who she wants to be with. I don’t see why I should have a say in it.”

“But... I thought you might be upset or... something,” Purushotham said, clearly thrown off by Babu’s calm demeanor.

Babu chuckled lightly. “Look, I care about Akka, but it’s her life. If this is what she wants, who am I to judge? As long as no one’s being hurt, it’s none of my business.”

Purushotham sighed, a mix of relief and confusion washing over him. “I didn’t expect you to be so... mature about this.”

Babu leaned back in his chair, his gaze drifting to a photo of Aruna in his phone. He said "She is a beautiful woman with a curvy figure that could make any man’s heart race, Purushotham, She has desires too. I hope you’re making sure she’s happy in bed, because she deserves it.” The words hung in the air, hinting at a deeper understanding between the two friends that extended beyond the confines of societal norms.

"This is new, you being concerned about your sister's happiness in bed," Purushotham commented, a hint of surprise in his voice.

Babu's gaze remained fixated on the photo, his thoughts drifting. "Yeah, I know. But we've all grown up, haven't we? And if Akka's happy, then that's all that matters to me," he replied, his voice thick with a blend of curiosity and something else—an unspoken curiosity that hinted at the evolving dynamics of their friendship.

Purushotham felt a sudden warmth in his chest, appreciating Babu's unexpected maturity. "Well, she seems pretty satisfied," he said with a smirk, his voice dropping to a lower, more intimate tone. "I make sure she's, you know, taken care of."

"Oh, and by the way," Babu added, breaking the silence that had momentarily filled the room, "Aruna sent me some money from her first salary.

Purushotham's smirk grew wider as he leaned back in his chair, his own dorm room mirroring the calmness of Babu's. "Is that why you're being so understanding?" he teased, his voice now playful. "Because she's lining your pockets?"

Babu rolled his eyes, a small smile playing on his lips. "It's not like that," he protested, though there was a hint of amusement in his voice. "But yeah, it was a nice surprise. She being generous like that”.

As the conversation between Babu and Purushotham continued, Babu decided to lighten the mood. With a playful tone, he said, “You know, Purushotham, Aruna just started earning, and she’s already sent me money. And here you are, after signing such a massive deal, not even inviting me to your celebration party. Talk about priorities!”

Purushotham laughed, clearly caught off guard. “Ah, come on, Babu! That’s not fair. The party was for the office team—it wasn’t a family gathering!”

Babu chuckled. “Still, you could’ve at least given me a heads-up. I would’ve gate-crashed with style.”

“Well, next time there’s a big deal, you’re officially invited,” Purushotham promised, playing along.

“You better not forget,” Babu replied, grinning. “And hey, just to remind you, my presence at any party automatically makes it more interesting.”

“Noted,” Purushotham said with a smirk. “But I’ll need you to bring that sharp wit of yours to keep everyone entertained.”

Babu smiled. “Deal. But seriously, don’t work Aruna too hard," Babu said, his voice a mix of teasing and genuine concern. "She’s just started out. Let her find her rhythm."

Purushotham chuckled, knowing that Babu's comment was a double entendre that applied to both Aruna's new job and her sexual escapades. "Don't worry, man. I've got it handled," he replied with a knowing wink, his voice dripping with confidence. “She’s doing great,” Purushotham said warmly. “Your sister’s sharper than most people I’ve worked with. I’m lucky to have her on board.” Purusotham continued "Besides, your sister's got skills that could make a seasoned pro jealous. She's a natural…… in every sense."

Babu's cheeks flushed slightly at Purushotham's words, his mind racing with the vivid images of Aruna's sexual prowess. He couldn't help but feel a strange mix of pride and arousal at the thought of his sister's hidden talents. He had always known she was special, but to hear his friend confirm it with such enthusiasm was something else entirely. The conversation had taken an unexpectedly erotic turn, and he found himself unable to resist the urge to delve deeper into the details of their encounters. "What do you mean by 'skills'?" Babu asked, his voice barely above a whisper, the curiosity in his tone unmistakable.

Purushotham's chuckle grew deeper, his eyes twinkling with mischief as he leaned back further in his chair. "Well, in the office, she uses those lips to sweet-talk her way through negotiations. But in the bedroom, oh boy," he paused, letting the anticipation build, "she's got a mouth that could make a saint confess his sins. Her lips wrap around a dick like a glove, sucking and licking with a passion that could make a man forget his own name." Babu felt his cock stir at the vivid description, his mind conjuring up images of Aruna's luscious, full lips engulfing Purushotham's shaft, her eyes fluttering in pleasure as she took him deep into her throat. Despite the taboo nature of the conversation, he found himself eager to hear more about his sister's carnally adept nature.

Babu felt his cock pulse in his pants, the explicit visuals of Aruna's mouth wrapped around Purushotham's dick painting a vivid picture in his mind. He cleared his throat, trying to push the images away. "Alright, man," he said, his voice a little strained. "That's enough. She's still my sister, you know?"

“Well, good,” Babu said. “And don’t forget to call me for that next party. I’ll be waiting.” with an intention to end the call.

Before hanging up, Purushotham added with a sly tone, “You know what, Babu? Just for giving me a hard time, I’m transferring you some money. Go have some fun. Consider it your share of the celebration.”

Babu was taken aback for a moment but then laughed. “Now, this is the kind of apology I like! Thanks, Purushotham. I’ll make good use of it, don’t worry.”

They ended the call on a cheerful note, leaving both in better spirits. The conversation, filled with lighthearted banter, left Babu feeling a little closer to Purushotham, despite the complexities surrounding their relationship.

Continued in the next part….