Bihari mother's MILF-ware update: A cybernetic saga set in Bengaluru

[Mohit.Kumar]

Her eyes fluttered open, and she looked at him, confusion clouding her gaze. Then she smiled, the same warm, loving smile she had given him a thousand times before. Without a word, she reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him into a tight embrace. An electric jolt ran through his body.

"Thank you, Aman," she murmured into his chest. "Thank you for bringing me here."

Aman nodded, his heart pounding. He stepped back, breaking the embrace and forcing a smile. "Ma, go get ready. I'll make breakfast."

Madhu sat up slowly, the petticoat sliding down to cover her thighs. She swung her legs over the side of the bed and padded barefoot to the bathroom. Aman couldn't help but watch the gentle sway of her hips as she moved, his eyes lingering on the fullness of her figure. The door clicked shut behind her, and the sound of water running filled the flat.

With a sigh, Aman turned to the kitchen, his mind still reeling from the tumult of emotions. He busied himself with the familiar task of making breakfast, his hands moving on autopilot as he chopped onions and cracked eggs into a sizzling pan. The smell of spices filled the air, a comforting reminder of his mother's presence in the house.

A few moments later, unable to shake off the image of Madhu's exposed skin, he found himself drawn to the bathroom door. He told himself it was just to check if she needed anything, but the truth was he couldn't resist the urge to gaze upon her again. He approached it quietly, his heart racing, and pressed his eye to the crack where the door had not quite closed.