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

[Mohit.Kumar]

The sound of the water stopped, and Aman quickly stepped away from the door, his cheeks flaming. He had never felt more like a pervert than he did at that moment. But the image of her, so raw and vulnerable, was burned into his mind.

 

With a final, shaky breath, he turned his attention back to the breakfast. He tried to focus on the task at hand, but his thoughts kept drifting back to Madhu in the bathroom. Despite the mortification he felt at being caught in such a private moment, he couldn't deny the strange thrill that had shot through him.

 

As Madhu emerged from the bathroom, Aman's gaze darted to her, his eyes lingering for just a moment too long on the spot between her legs. She caught his look, and a knowing smile played on her lips. "Breakfast smells delicious, beta," she said, moving closer to him in the kitchen.

 

Aman's heart hammered in his chest as he plated the food, his thoughts racing with the memory of her in such an intimate moment. He handed her a plate, trying to keep his trembling hand steady. "Ma, I need to go to the office now," he said, his voice strained.

 

Madhu took the plate with a nod, the knowing smile still playing on her lips. "Be safe, Aman," she said, her voice softer than he had ever heard it.

 

With a final glance at her, he practically bolted from the apartment, his thoughts racing. The office was a welcome distraction, the mundane tasks and familiar faces a stark contrast to the tumultuous emotions that plagued him. He threw himself into his work, the glow of computer screens and the murmur of his colleagues' voices a comforting balm to his frazzled nerves.