Adultery My Shy Mom Seduced And Fucked by Sir Suresh

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((FOR THOSE READING THIS SECTION OF THE STORY FOR THE FIRST TIME AND WHAT TO READ STARTING FROM THIS SECTION, HERE ARE THE CHARACTERS INTRODUCTION UPTO THIS SECTION))

RAJEEV - THAT IS  ME

SUNITA  - MY MOM,  

ARVIND - MY FATHER,  

JAYA - FRIEND OF MY MOM,   

AARAV - JAYA'S HUSBAND,  

RAHUL - MY FRIEND,  WHO IS ALSO THE SON OF JAYA AND AARAV. 

ARJUN SIR - MY MOM'S LOVER,   

HAREETA - ARJUN SIR'S WIFE


PRIYA - RAHUL'S GIRLFRIEND, (I FUCKED PRIYA AND SHE IS THE ONE I LUST FOR AND RAHUL DOESN'T KNOW. PRIYA IS ALSO THE DAUGHTER OF ARJUN SIR & HAREETA)

MR GAURAV - OUR SCHOOOL PRINCIPAL (HE IS ALSO THE SECRET LOVER OF JAYA. HE HAD A COUPLE OF AFFAIRS WITH HER)


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"What are you doing here?" Mom asked, her eyes narrowed. She looked suspicious; she was clearly concerned. She was curious.



I got nervous. "I…I just came to see Aunty Jaya," I stammered. "I wanted to see her; I just dropped by. I didn't want to wait until you came. I wanted to catch up with her."



"What's that on your hands?" Mom asked, her gaze fixed on the sperms on my hands. She noticed it instantly; she couldn't help but notice it.



Oh no, I thought, it was my semen, my release from watching Jaya and Gaurav fucking each other.



"It’s…it's…uh…paint," I stammered, my face burning. "I was… I was painting something. I was painting a picture of something. I was painting a landscape."



Mom had a water bottle in her hand. "Painting a landscape? Oogh you are really troublesome. Wash it off," she said, her voice firm but not angry. 



"Wash it off right now. Let's go and wash it off." She poured water over my hands from her bottle, gently scrubbing away the evidence. 



"Was Jaya sleeping?" Mom asked, her tone sharp. She looked intently at me; she was very observant.



"Yes," I mumbled. "She was sleeping soundly. She was fast asleep. She was completely exhausted."



"Why did you go into her house without telling me?" Mom scolded, her voice rising slightly. "That’s extremely disrespectful. That was very inappropriate. Never do that again."



"I’m sorry, Mom," I apologized, my voice barely above a whisper. "I just wanted to see her. I didn't mean to upset you; I didn't mean any disrespect." I hung my head in shame. 



I truly regretted my actions.



"Don't make excuses," Mom said. "I understand that you care about your Aunty Jaya, but you must always show respect for her privacy and for my authority. 



You should always ask my permission before you visit anyone's home" 



She sighed, then lowered her voice, softening her tone. "I'm disappointed in your behavior Rajeev; however, I'm happy that you apologized." She patted my shoulders.



“But you did the same thing with Arjun Sir,” I thought to myself, remembering the affair she’d had behind Dad’s back. I should scold her too for cheating. But I kept my mouth shut.







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"Where are you going now?" Mom asked, as I started to head out.



"I’m going to see Arjun Sir," I replied. "He needed some help"



"Why?" Mom asked, her voice sharp with disapproval. "Why do you need to see him? What are you going to discuss with him?"



"Just about schoool he is a good advicer."



"No," Mom said firmly. "You're not going to see Arjun Sir. That’s not acceptable; that's not appropriate. You are not going to do that. We are going to go visit Aunty Jaya"



I knew mom didn't want me to go to Arjun Sir because she was angry with him from that night when she saw him dancing with his wife Hareeta.



I was hesitant; I didn't want to go back. I was too afraid of what I might discover.



Mom made me turn around and head back to Aunty Jaya’s house. She rang the doorbell, and a few minutes later, Jaya appeared, wrapped in a towel, looking incredibly beautiful. 







Me: (smiling) Hi, Aunty Jaya!



Jaya: (beaming) Oh, Rajeev! It’s so lovely to see you! Come in, come in Sunita!



Mom: (smiling) Thank you, Jaya. It’s been a while since we all got together.



Jaya: (sighs nostalgically) I know, Sunita. I really miss our little get-togethers. We used to have such fun, didn’t we?



Mom: Absolutely! Those were some great times. Remember the time we all cooked together?



Jaya: (laughing) Oh, yes! What a disaster that was! I still can’t believe we almost set fire to the kitchen!



Me: (grinning) And we ended up ordering pizza instead! Classic!



Jaya: (smiling warmly) We should definitely plan more of those! I was thinking of hosting a small dinner this weekend, just us. Would you both come?



Me: Yes aunty!



Mom: That sounds wonderful, Jaya. I’d love to catch up properly without any interruptions.



Jaya: (leaning closer) You don’t know how much I’ve missed you both. Sometimes it feels like everyone gets too caught up in their lives.







Mom: (nodding) You’re right. It’s important to stay connected. 



Jaya: Right? Life can get overwhelming. 











(Suddenly, there’s a commotion from the bedroom, and Gaurav, the principal, emerges, buttoning his shirt.)



Gaurav: (blushing slightly) Uh, hi there! Sunita ji and hi Rajeev



Me: Hi sir!



Mom: (eyes wide, clearly shocked) Gaurav ji!



Jaya: (covering her mouth, trying to hold back a laugh) Oh my!



Gaurav: (nervously) I—I was just… uh, tidying up!



Mom: (still shocked) Tidying up?  (Jaya looking at my mom whiles she silently laughs)



Gaurav: (trying to maintain his composure) Yes, just making sure everything was, um, in order. You know how chaotic things can get!



Jaya: (teasingly) Well, Gaurav, you certainly know how to make an entrance!









Gaurav: (forcing a chuckle) Yes, well, I aim to impress!



(My mom looks Gaurav up and down, still trying to process what just happened. She was looking at his chest secretly. Ooh my mom is such a woman for admiring Gaurav's chest)



Mom: So, um, what were you doing here, Gaurav ji?



Gaurav: (clears throat) Oh, just discussing college matters with Jaya about her son Rahul. Important creating ideas. Very vital to the college’s future and her son's!



Jaya: (nodding) Exactly! We were brainstorming how to make the next fundraiser a hit!



Gaurav: (looking anxious) Yes, high priority stuff! Definitely needed my full attention. 



Mom: (giving Jaya a side glance) Uh-huh, fundraising. Seems… very engrossing.



Jaya: (smirking) Oh, it is! You wouldn’t believe how many ideas we have! Right Gaurav?



Gaurav: (sensing the tension) Yes! We’re really excited. But, um, I really should be getting back to… important tasks.



Mom: Already? 







Gaurav: (fidgeting) Yes! You know how it is papers to grade, meetings to attend... the usual.



Me: (trying to lighten the mood) Are you sure you can’t stay for a bit, Mr. Gaurav?



Gaurav: (shaking his head quickly) No, no, I really can’t. Later, maybe? We will meet at schoool Rajeev and be a good boy



Mom: Ok bye



Jaya: By Gaurav my ll...l.. bye! (She almost said "Gaurav My love") 



(Gaurav quickly moves towards the door, trying to escape.)



Mom: (turning to Jaya, eyebrows raised) What was that all about?





By now I went outside and a little.





Jaya: (sighing, becoming serious) Oh, it’s just, you know, what normal adults do, right? All women do it.



Mom: (confused) Adults? All women? What do you mean?



Jaya: (smiling soothingly) I’ll tell you later, Sunita. It’s just better not to talk about these things when Rajeev is around.



Mom: (insistent) But, Jaya, I need to know what was happening!



Jaya: (biting her lip) Okay, here’s the thing: Gaurav and I… we’ve been discussing some, um, things. It’s really professional. 



Mom: (narrowing her eyes) Professional? That’s an interesting way to put it. 



Jaya: (giggling nervously) It’s really not what you think! I promise we’ll talk about it… Just give me a little time, okay?



Mom: (sighs reluctantly) Fine, but you’re really making me curious now.



(Walking back into the room pretending I didn't hear anything.)



Me: (walking back in) What did I miss?



Mom: (putting on a smile) Oh, you didn’t miss much, just adult things.



Me: (confused) Adult things?



Jaya: (playful) Just a little gossip, dear! 









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(The tension in the air hangs heavy)









Mom: (glancing around) You really haven’t changed much since we last met. Has Gaurav been coming around often?



Jaya: (shifting) Well, we’ve been working on college-related projects quite a bit. He’s very committed. (She winked at my mom)



Me: (curious) That does sound like him. Always busy with college stuff.



Mom: (smiling faintly) But I must admit, it's a bit surprising to see him here like that.



Jaya: (laughing nervously) It’s nothing, really! Just adults having discussions. 



Mom: (with a smirk) Right, adult discussions. 









"It’s not something to be shocked about," Jaya replied, her smile widening. "It’s perfectly normal. I'll explain everything later, my dear. I'll tell you everything there is to know about"



I saw the hidden meaning in her words; I understood what she was implying. It was a subtle message, but it was very clear. It was entirely unmistakable.



Mom smiled, a knowing twinkle in her eyes. "I'm sure I'll be very interested to hear all about it. I'm certainly curious. Tell me everything. Tell me absolutely everything. Nothing is going to shock me, my dear."



"Make yourself at home," Jaya said to Mom. "I'm just going to change. Wait for me, I'll be right back."



Mom sat down, and I could see the questions swirling in her mind. Why was there another man in the house while her husband was away? 



And why was Gaurav shirtless? The questions were clearly evident on her face; they were evident in her expression.



I went to the kitchen for some water, leaving Mom alone in the sitting room. Aunty Jaya was changing in her bedroom. A mischievous idea sparked in my mind. I decided to sneak a peek at what she was putting on.



I crept towards her bedroom, making sure Mom wasn't watching. My mom was gazing at her phone; I suspected Arjun Sir was texting her. 



I moved quietly towards Jaya’s room. The door was slightly ajar, and I could see her changing. She was in her grey panties; they were quite plain.



Aunty Jaya had fleshy ass, it got fatter probably because she had a lot of anal sex, surprisingly soft-looking. I couldn’t believe this was the woman who was cheating on Aarav. 



I thought to myself that Gaurav principal was a really lucky bastard.





She was wearing a simple, sleeveless top; it was a pale pink color. It looked comfortable; it seemed lightweight. She adjusted her panties, making sure they fit well. 

























I couldn't believe that those plump ass would soon be fucked so hard by Mr. Gaurav, our schoool principal.



A strange feeling of jealousy welled up inside me. Why did Mr. Gaurav get to fuck her? Why was he so lucky? I felt envious; I felt resentful. 



My eyes were fixed on her ass. Then, she turned towards the door. She caught a glimpse of me watching, but I quickly averted my gaze.



"Rajeev? Is that you?" Jaya called out, her voice surprised.



I froze, my body trembling. "Yes, Aunty," I whispered, my voice shaking. "I…I was just passing by. I was just admiring your house; it's such a beautiful home."



"You're a good boy, Rajeev," Jaya said. 











"Actually, I need some help. Would you mind helping me tie my top? I can't reach the back."



I was shocked. She wanted me to help her?



Trembling, I slowly entered the room. She was facing away from me, her juicy ass fully visible. I couldn't believe this was really happening. 



This was utterly unbelievable; this was surreal.



"Could you hold these two knots of my bra at the back?" she said, indicating the fastenings of her blouse. 



"I just can't reach them; it's such an inconvenient design. I wish it had a different type of fastening."



"Yes, Aunty," I stammered, my hands and feet still trembling.



"Hold them tight," she instructed. "Make sure you hold them securely. Otherwise, it will be really difficult to tie them."



"Yes, Aunty," I replied, my eyes still glued to her fat ass. I couldn't tear myself away from her ass; I was completely mesmerized.



"Why are you delaying?" Jaya asked, a hint of impatience in her voice. "Are you having difficulty? Do you need my assistance? Do you need me to guide you?"



"I…I’m sorry, Aunty," I stammered. "I'm just… a little nervous. I'm not used to this. I’m just not used to seeing you like this."



"Can you reach?" she asked.



"Yes, Aunty," I replied. I really could reach, but I was intentionally delaying. I wanted to continue watching her ass; they were so plump and captivating.



"Are you alright, Rajeev?"



"Yes…yes Aunty."



"Are you sure you can reach?"



"Yes…Aunty…I can."



















"Yes, Aunty..." I finally held the knots, but I did it so slowly. I was deliberately delaying; I wanted to look at the view of her sexy fat ass for as long as possible. 











I desperately wanted to touch them, but I couldn't bring myself to do so. It felt incredibly wrong. It felt deeply inappropriate. It felt morally wrong.



She thought I was a small child who wouldn't mind seeing her in this half naked state. She clearly underestimated my awareness. 



I was delaying deliberately; I wanted to continue to admire her luscious ass. I felt a strong urge to touch those plump ass, but I couldn’t; it would have been completely inappropriate.



"Thank you, Rajeev," Jaya said once I'd finally tied the knots. "You're a sweetheart. You're a very kind young man. You were very helpful."



"You're welcome, Aunty," I replied, still gazing at her ass. "It was my pleasure."



Before I left, I saw several items in her bedroom: several pairs of her panties and a pair of Gaurav’s shorts, carelessly tossed on the floor. 









The bedroom was messy; it was in disarray. This wasn't just a one-time thing; they had been having an affair for a long time. The dirty  clothes indicated the frequency of their encounters.



"Rajeev," Jaya called, "Do you know what your mother is doing here? I was surprised to see your mother and you together."



"I think she just wants to catch up," I replied. "She wants to visit you and spend time with you. She’s been missing you."



She bent over, rummaging in her drawer for makeup. I got a full, unobstructed view of her ass again, even though her panties partially hid them. 



It was incredibly provocative; it was utterly intoxicating. My dick inside my trousers were growing hard with desire; it was becoming difficult to control myself. 













It was utterly embarrassing; it was intensely awkward.



"Rajeev, are you listening?" Jaya asked, her voice puzzled. "I asked you a question."



"Yes…yes, Aunty," I stuttered, still staring at her sexy big ass. "I… I heard you. I was just… admiring your… beauty."



"You're quite the flatterer," Jaya chuckled, turning and smiling at me. "Yes, I am. I do look rather lovely today. I'm feeling particularly radiant. I'm feeling particularly confident."



"You look very beautiful, Aunty," I said, feeling bold despite my nervousness. I could smell her clean, fresh scent.





I knew her asshole would smell just as nice. Not shitty smell because she just took a bath after being fucked by Gaurav.





Jaya: Well, I’m glad you like it! So, do you have a girlfriend?



Me: [Quickly shaking my head] No, no girlfriend. Just focused on college.



Jaya: [Teasingly] Oh, a single boy! How exciting!



I force a smile, trying to hide my nervousness.



Jaya: So, what do you like in girls? Are you looking for someone who's smart and beautiful?



I try to dodge the question by changing the subject. I didn't want her to know that I have a girlfriend. She was still bending looking for her lotion















Me: [Evasively] Um, yeah... I mean... uh... nice weather is good too.



Jaya: [Laughing] Nice weather? You're not exactly answering my question!



I try to think of a way to deflect further questions.



Me: [Stammering] I-I mean... I'm not really sure what I'm looking for yet.



Jaya: [Playfully teasing] Oh, so you're one of those guys who's not sure what they want?



I nod awkwardly, trying to avoid eye contact.



Me: [Mumbling] Yeah... something like that.



Jaya chuckles and shakes her head.



Jaya: Well, I'm sure you'll figure it out eventually. In the meantime, I can look for you a nice girlfriend, I have one who might like you huh?



I hesitate for a moment before responding.



Me: [Evasively] Uh... no thanks...







Jaya: [Raising an eyebrow, clearly intrigued] Sure? You don't know what you're missing. A sexy girlfriend can help you think better, especially if you're lost in thought like you were earlier. 



Me: [Trying to deflect] I just got diverted by... you know, the cozy atmosphere.



Jaya: [Leaning casually against her dresser] Cozy atmosphere or not, you must have something on your mind. How about we make it a little game? For every question I ask, you must answer honestly. 



Me: [Internally groaning] A game? You might not get the answers you’re looking for…



Jaya: [Smirking] Challenge accepted! Let’s start easy. What’s your favorite thing about a girl?



I hesitate, stalling for time.



Me: [Evasive] Hm... just... you know, someone who has a good sense of humor.



Jaya: [Crossing her arms and leaning closer] Ah, the classic answer! But we both know you need a little bit more than just a funny bone. 



I can feel the heat creeping up my cheeks, making it harder to keep the conversation light.



Me: [Glancing away] Well, everyone likes a good laugh. It’s important to have fun.



Jaya: [Unfazed] Okay, fun is good but there’s got to be more, right? Do you like adventurous girls?









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I wince slightly. She’s getting too close to the truth. Jaya was really a slut for asking me this kind of questions







Me: [Shifting in my seat] Adventurous? Maybe... but I also like someone who knows when to chill.



Jaya: [Pretending to think hard] Hmm… So you want someone to stay at home and binge-watch Netflix with you, while also being up for spontaneous road trips? 



I chuckle lightly at her exaggeration.



Me: [Feigning nonchalance] Yeah, something like that!



Jaya: [Poking fun] You’re a complicated guy, aren’t you? But come on, be real with me. Do you really want a girl who’s willing to stay in? What about someone who’s outgoing and social? 



I contemplate her question, unsure how to avoid answering directly.



Me: [Stalling] I don’t know, I think it really depends on the vibe.



Jaya: [Narrowing her eyes playfully] The vibe, huh? Sounds like you're just avoiding giving me a definitive answer. 



I feel the pressure and decide to pivot the conversation.



Me: [Trying to redirect] So, what about you? What do you like in a man?



Her face lights up with enthusiasm.



Jaya: [Excitedly] Oh, I like someone who's confident and knows what they want—someone who can keep up with me! 



I can't help but smile at her energy.



Me: [Still evasive] Sounds fun. I guess confidence is key. 



Jaya: [Leaning closer, undeterred] And what about looks? Is that important to you? 



I gulp, trying to think of a safe response.



Me: [Mumbling] Well, everyone has their preferences… 



Jaya: [Winking] You can say that again! But seriously, do you prefer girls with long hair or short? 



I panic slightly, realizing she won’t let up. I decide to take a gamble and say something playful.



Me: [Grinning] Maybe someone with glowing skin and an intense personality? 



Jaya: [Tilting her head, pretending to be deep in thought] Hmm. Pretty ambiguous, but I like where your head is at! What if I told you I fit that description? 



I laugh nervously, appreciating her confidence but feeling the heat rise again.



Me: [Smirking] Well, you’d certainly be a contender, then!



Jaya: [Feigning surprise] A contender? Oh, I’m more than that! You’d better step up your game!



I can’t help but laugh, enjoying this playful banter as it distracts me from my earlier nervousness.



Me: [Jokingly] Challenge accepted! But you’ve got a pretty strong competition in your own room here. 



Jaya: [Blushing slightly] That's just because I take time to curate my space! 



Me: [Nods] This room is definitely something else...



Jaya: [Grinning]* It’s not all about the room, though! Remember the “game”? You still owe me some honest answers.











My dick was growing even harder because of those questions she was asking me. My desire was becoming more intense.



It was intensely awkward; I didn’t want her to notice. She turned and saw me gripping my trousers.



"Why are you holding your trousers like that?" she asked, a curious look on her face. She was clearly noticing my reaction; she couldn't help but notice.



"I…I need to… go to the toilet," I stammered, my face burning with shame. I was desperately trying to hide my hard dick; it was completely obvious.



"You could have told me earlier," Jaya smiled. "You didn’t need to be so secretive. You could have said something. You could have just asked me."



"I… I didn't want to interrupt you," I said, my voice barely a whisper. "I didn't want to disturb you. I really didn't want to bother you."



"Oh, well," Jaya said, her voice soft but firm. "Go on then, I’m fine. You need to use the restroom right away. It is quite urgent."



"I… I can hold it," I said, still clutching my trousers. "If you need any help…I can…I can help you."



"I'm fine, really," Jaya chuckled. "Run along now before you wet your pants. You might also start wetting your trousers. You would be completely embarrassed."



I thanked her and practically ran to the bathroom.



Passing the sitting room, I saw Mom still on her phone, probably still talking to Arjun Sir. She saw me rushing past.



"Rajeev, what's the matter? What’s going on?" Mom asked, raising an eyebrow. Her expression was curious; her tone was concerned.



"I…I had to go to the toilet urgently," I explained. "It was…an emergency. It was a very pressing emergency. I had no time to waste."







I locked the bathroom door, quickly pulled my dick from my trousers, and began rubbing them, my mind filled with Aunty Jaya’s plump ass. 





I started masturbating.











Dear friends, this was immoral, misbehaved; I shouldn't be thinking about my aunt like this. But Arjun Sir had taught me this; he had twisted my thinking. 



He’d stripped away my morals; he’d made me into a kid without any sense of right and wrong. He’d corrupted my mind very nicely; he’d corrupted my sense of morality.









I rubbed my dick furiously, staring at the ceiling, the image of Aunty Jaya's big ass covered in panties burned into my mind. This was the second time I am masturbating in that day.







I imagined fucking her asshole, tasting it, smelling its aroma, especially when she has not washed her asshole. 









Dear friends, it was strange; I was fixated on asshole of a woman, completely ignoring the pussy. 



I used to know that fucking a woman's asshole was wrong, but now… now I only think about ass. I’ve lost all my morals.



Dear friends,  it’s not entirely my fault. My bad morals were influenced by Arjun Sir, Aunty Jaya, and especially my mother. She’s supposed to be moral, but she committed adultery.



She plotted betrayal schemes with Arjun Sir. I’m not the one to blame for this immorality; it’s their fault. They corrupted my morality, they have ruined my sense of decency.



And I love it. Immorality is so good. Forbidden things are the best, like what Arjun Sir told me.













My hand movements quickened rubbing my dick; Aunty Jaya’s ass was still vivid in my mind. Suddenly, I cummed, it hit the floor, splattering some on my hands and trousers. 





I’d made a huge mess. If I didn’t clean it up quickly, Aunty Jaya—with her own lack of morality—would definitely know what I was doing in her bathroom. 



She would know the truth; she would uncover the truth. She would know that i am a pervert just like her.



I was happy, strangely happy, about losing my morality. These filthy behaviors, these bad manners—they were all gifts from the three most important people in my life. 









Dear friends, the three people who I loved the most had corrupted me entirely. My sense of morality had been irrevocably destroyed. My sense of decency had vanished. And I love it.



Being a pervert is the best gift they ever gifted me and I am very happy to lose morality. Fuck morality, I don't care about morality anymore. It is boring.













After cleaning myself up, I left the bathroom. Aunty Jaya met me as she was preparing snacks.



"Rajeev, why do you look so tired?" she asked, her brow furrowed with concern. "Are you alright, dear? You seem quite exhausted. Is something the matter?"



The truth was that I looked tired do to masturbating.



"I… I was just playing," I lied. "I was playing really hard. I've been running around a lot. I was playing in the park. I just needed a rest."



Mom, hearing Jaya’s question from the bathroom, chimed in. "He's always disturbing me; he keeps playing, that's why he's tired," 





She said. My mom didn't bother to hide her frustration; she was clearly annoyed. 



Jaya looked towards Mom in the sitting room. "Kids need to play Sunita," she said, her voice soft but firm. 



"It's important for them to burn off energy. It's essential for their well-being. It's incredibly important."



"Rajeev, come sit with me," Mom said, her tone somewhat stern. "Stop disturbing Aunty Jaya. She needs some time to prepare the snacks; she needs some peace and quiet."



Jaya smiled reassuringly. "He wasn't disturbing me, really. He’s a good boy; he just has a lot of energy. He’s a really lovely boy."









After a few minutes, Jaya brought cookies and milk. We enjoyed the treats together. Mom and Jaya began gossiping about boring things.



"I need some fresh air," I announced. "I'm going outside for some time."



"No, you’re not," Mom said immediately. "You'll get into trouble if you go outside alone. Stay here with me; it’s safer to stay here."





"Let him go, he needs some free time," Jaya said, smiling. "It's good for him to have some freedom. It's good for him to have some fresh air."



"But if you continue playing like a mad person," Mom warned, "I will scold you. I’m not going to tolerate any more disruption. You need to behave yourself. You need to act appropriately."



"Don’t go too far," Mom added. "Stay close to the house. Don't venture too far from the house. It's not safe to go too far away."



"Ok mom", I replied.



Jaya smiled and said, "It's okay Sunita. He'll be fine. I will keep an eye on him from the window."



I borrowed Mom's phone to play video games; my phone's games weren't as good. I went into the backyard, engrossed in my game. After a while, I decided to get some water. 





As I headed back to the sitting room, I overheard Aunty Jaya and Mom, enjoying their milk and cookies, discussing…spicy topics about relationships. 



Their discussion was very explicit; it was very intimate.



I decided to hide behind them and listen. Their conversation was quite revealing, indeed. 



It gave me a glimpse into the complexities of their relationships. 









Jaya: So, can I ask you something a bit... scandalous?



Mom: (raising an eyebrow) Scandalous? Jaya, you're making me nervous. What is it?



Jaya: Have you ever cheated on Arvind?



Mom: (shocked) What kind of question is that? Why would you even ask me something like that?







Dear friends, just look at how my mom is pretending not to be a cheater in front Jaya.







Jaya: (smirking) I just think that women should have the freedom to explore beyond their marriages, you know? Cheating is good always.



Mom: (staring in disbelief) Jaya! I can't believe you're saying this. You’re supposed to be a decent person! A good wife. How can you talk about such immorality?



Jaya: (nonchalantly) Oh, come on. It's just a bit of fun! Why do you think adultery is such a big deal? It can be exciting!



Mom: (skeptical) Exciting? Why does the topic of cheating get you so excited? It’s not something to joke about!



Jaya: (playfully) I just think that it opens up a whole new world. Besides, it's not as uncommon as you might think. All women do adultery



Mom: (crossing her arms) Have you ever cheated? Don’t tell me you’ve done something like that!



Jaya: (smirking) Well, I might have had a little fling with Gaurav.



Mom: (eyes widening) Gaurav? Your son's college principal? How dare you!? So that is what he was doing to you earlier?