07-04-2026, 01:14 PM
Chapter 4:
Summer gave way to fall, and the new term had started at college. Dad was out again on a tour to their Arizona office. I kept myself busy in college, study, friends etc.
About a fortnight after the mall incident, one evening I came home from college to find a big SUV parked in our driveway. Since dad was not home, I wondered who could it be at this time.
I rang the doorbell. Couple of seconds later mom opened the door and as soon I stepped in, I heard Allan calling my name.
"Hey Siddharth. How are ya doing man?".
He was sitting on the sofa in the living room drinking coffee.
"Hey Allan, nice to see you. How have you been? When did you come?"
"Literally 15 mins ago. Was in the neighbourhood so thought of swinging by. Your mom has been a good host. She made me coffee." Allan chuckled.
"Do you need anything?" Mom asked looking at me.
I didn't want to interrupt them to whatever they were doing. I recalled what happened last time when Allan was here.
"You guys continue. Let me make myself a coffee" I gingerly walked towards the kitchen.
Mom went back to the sofa and sat beside Allan.
From the kitchen, the sofa was clearly visible. One could even hear what's going on in there if paying enough attention.
I started making coffee, but my ear was alert. I heard them talking about regular stuffs.
Then suddenly Allan jumped onto more personal matters. He asked mom when did she get married, whether she had a boyfriend before marriage, when was I born - things like that. Mom was answering them diligently one by one. She had no boyfriend before marrying my dad and theirs was an arranged marriage which was typical in India. Hearing that Allan raised his eyebrow. I saw a smirk on his face.
"So you were a virgin on your wedding night? What a lucky dude Sridhar was to deflower you."
I was startled to hear that bluntness from Allan. Publicly he was a proper gentleman but in private he was a brash dude.
What surprised me most was mom's reaction. She didn't seem to bother or feel embarrassed. Instead I heard her giggle.
"Yes, I did save myself for the wedding night". She looked over her shoulder towards the kitchen and lowered her voice. But I could still hear her words.
"Aha. I see! So how is your sex life? Did you ever sleep with other guys?" Allan lowered his voice too.
"Nope. Sridhar was very good in bed. Never needed anyone else." Mom told firmly.
"Oh come on. How would you enjoy life if you do not taste other men" Allan held his ground. "And you have a body to die for. I am sure many men would love to make love to you." His volume was so low I struggled to hear from the kitchen.
Mom giggled again but didn't protest or tried to divert the topic. She was definitely enjoying the conversation.
I never heard her speaking about her private life to anyone, let alone a relative stranger like Allan. But I also noticed how comfortable she was talking all these when her son was home. She had really opened herself up to him.
"Tell me why you didn't have more children? Did Sridhar not want more?" Allan asked.
"Yes he did want more. But I was not ready. One was enough for me. Sridhar always had a very demanding job, so it would have been quite difficult to raise more kids all by my own. Plus more kids would take toll on my body. Then no man would like to make love to me, you know". She lowered her voice almost to an inaudible level. I really struggled to hear that but didn't fail to recognise the flirtatious tone in her voice.
This last sentence was like a thunderbolt struck me. What had I heard? Was she serious or just teasing Allan. Even if teasing, she went too far. I could clearly sense the sexual tension building between them. They were like a naughty couple dancing to an erotic tune.
Before it went too far, I decided to intervene. I moved out of the kitchen with my coffee mug and declared my arrival.
"Hey Allan, did you watch the baseball last night? Red sox were incredible." I knew he was a baseball fan.
"Yes they were." Allan replied still looking at mom.
"Right. I think I should go now. Thanks for the coffee, Amrutha" Allan got up.
"Don't forget the shopping this Saturday". He said to mom before saying bye and stepped out of the house. I heard the engine of the car outside revved up before he drove away.
"What was that all about, the shopping thing?" I quizzed mom.
"Oh nothing. Allan wants to go for shopping and he wants some female opinion to buy a wedding gift. He has a wedding to attend on Sunday". Mom replied nonchalantly.
I was aghast but secretly admired his guts. He had the balls to make a pass at my mom and yet persuaded her to help him shopping. And my feeling became stronger than ever that he was sneakily trying to get in between my mom's caramel brown legs. Shopping was just a ploy. But I didn't care as long he was making steady progress towards mom's pussy.
"Is he going to pick you up? I hope he treats you nicely." I smiled to which mom replied with a smile.
Came Saturday and mom dressed up in a salwar kameez with light jewellery. She had done hina mehendi on her hands and a bindi on her forehead.
Sharp at 2 pm I heard Allan's SUV pulled in.
"How am I looking.?" Mom asked.
"Beautiful" I replied.
As soon I heard the doorbell, I ran to open the door. Allan was standing there with a bouquet.
"Is Amrutha ready?" He asked.
Mom came out to greet Allan. He was literally awestruck to see mom in that attire. His jaw dropped.
Seeing his reaction mom couldn't help but laughed.
"You look stunning." Allan came out of the spell. He handed over the bouquet to mom.
"Ohh, thank you." Mom handed over the bouquet to me and asked Allan "Shall we go now?"
Within minutes they drove away.
I shut the door and came back to the living room and made myself comfortable on the sofa.
Those fantasies started clouding my mind again. Was Allan going to seduce mom today and take her to his place? Was mom going to resist? What if Allan forced his way on to mom?
Would she give in? So many thoughts gathered in my mind. But one thing was clear. I wanted Allan and mom to fuck no matter how. A beautiful lady like my mom needed to be fucked by a hunk like Allan.
I jerked off a couple of times thinking all these. In the end I was quite exhausted and dozed off on the sofa.
I must have slept for hours because when I woke up it was dark outside. I checked the clock and it was 7 o'clock in the evening. Gosh it had been 5 hours already since they went out, I thought.
Those were the days when mobile phones were not ubiquitous, so I couldn't check on their status.
I watched some TV, ordered pizza, did some college assignment before the clock struck 10. Still there was no sign of mom returning. I started to get a bit worried.
It was around 10:30 when I heard the SUV pulled into our driveway. I almost ran to the door when I heard the doorbell. Allan and Mom were standing outside the door. Allan's hand wrapped around mom's waist. Mom looked tipsy.
"Take care of your mom. I think she's a bit drunk" Allan chuckled.
I got a bit anxious but mom assured me with her smile. They said good night to each other. Allan drove away saying good night to me as well.
I took mom inside and locked the door. She sat on the sofa and let out a sigh. She looked a bit tired now.
"How was your day, mom" I asked.
After a brief pause she replied with a smile, "Allan is a gentleman. Look what he bought me." Mom showed me a cute new nose ring. That looked expensive.
"I asked him not to buy but he was adamant. He said it looks great on me." Mom chuckled.
I thought she would look sexier (maybe a bit slutty) in that.
"Then he took me to dinner in a nice restaurant, we had few drinks and he insisted to see a movie. I think he is my best friend now." Mom's eyes lit up when she said the last sentence. She clearly meant it.
I could see the pattern. Surely Allan had won her heart first and was slowly progressing towards her pussy. One thing was for sure, Allan was not going to force his way. He was a charmer, a seducer and not a rapist.
"That's nice. I hope he too enjoyed the evening with you".
Mom smiled at me. That told me she had her feminine charm on Allan too. So it's now a seduction game between them.
"I'm off to bed, quite tired." She yawned and walked off.
Did they fuck? Did they have oral sex inside the movie theatre? Was mom hiding that part from me? I had to find out.
About 15 to 20 minutes later when I didn't hear any sound from her bedroom, I got up and tiptoed into the master bedroom. The door didn't have a functioning lock.
Inside, mom had changed into her night gown and was sleeping on the bed. I gingerly moved to the bed to check if there was any tell-tale sign of sex. I opened the laundry basket. There was a black panty lying on top of the heap, probably the one she had worn that evening.
I inspected the crotch area. There was a little bit of dampness with her usual smell but nothing suspicious. I put the panty back in the basket and came out of the room.
They hadn't had sex that evening was my conclusion.
Summer gave way to fall, and the new term had started at college. Dad was out again on a tour to their Arizona office. I kept myself busy in college, study, friends etc.
About a fortnight after the mall incident, one evening I came home from college to find a big SUV parked in our driveway. Since dad was not home, I wondered who could it be at this time.
I rang the doorbell. Couple of seconds later mom opened the door and as soon I stepped in, I heard Allan calling my name.
"Hey Siddharth. How are ya doing man?".
He was sitting on the sofa in the living room drinking coffee.
"Hey Allan, nice to see you. How have you been? When did you come?"
"Literally 15 mins ago. Was in the neighbourhood so thought of swinging by. Your mom has been a good host. She made me coffee." Allan chuckled.
"Do you need anything?" Mom asked looking at me.
I didn't want to interrupt them to whatever they were doing. I recalled what happened last time when Allan was here.
"You guys continue. Let me make myself a coffee" I gingerly walked towards the kitchen.
Mom went back to the sofa and sat beside Allan.
From the kitchen, the sofa was clearly visible. One could even hear what's going on in there if paying enough attention.
I started making coffee, but my ear was alert. I heard them talking about regular stuffs.
Then suddenly Allan jumped onto more personal matters. He asked mom when did she get married, whether she had a boyfriend before marriage, when was I born - things like that. Mom was answering them diligently one by one. She had no boyfriend before marrying my dad and theirs was an arranged marriage which was typical in India. Hearing that Allan raised his eyebrow. I saw a smirk on his face.
"So you were a virgin on your wedding night? What a lucky dude Sridhar was to deflower you."
I was startled to hear that bluntness from Allan. Publicly he was a proper gentleman but in private he was a brash dude.
What surprised me most was mom's reaction. She didn't seem to bother or feel embarrassed. Instead I heard her giggle.
"Yes, I did save myself for the wedding night". She looked over her shoulder towards the kitchen and lowered her voice. But I could still hear her words.
"Aha. I see! So how is your sex life? Did you ever sleep with other guys?" Allan lowered his voice too.
"Nope. Sridhar was very good in bed. Never needed anyone else." Mom told firmly.
"Oh come on. How would you enjoy life if you do not taste other men" Allan held his ground. "And you have a body to die for. I am sure many men would love to make love to you." His volume was so low I struggled to hear from the kitchen.
Mom giggled again but didn't protest or tried to divert the topic. She was definitely enjoying the conversation.
I never heard her speaking about her private life to anyone, let alone a relative stranger like Allan. But I also noticed how comfortable she was talking all these when her son was home. She had really opened herself up to him.
"Tell me why you didn't have more children? Did Sridhar not want more?" Allan asked.
"Yes he did want more. But I was not ready. One was enough for me. Sridhar always had a very demanding job, so it would have been quite difficult to raise more kids all by my own. Plus more kids would take toll on my body. Then no man would like to make love to me, you know". She lowered her voice almost to an inaudible level. I really struggled to hear that but didn't fail to recognise the flirtatious tone in her voice.
This last sentence was like a thunderbolt struck me. What had I heard? Was she serious or just teasing Allan. Even if teasing, she went too far. I could clearly sense the sexual tension building between them. They were like a naughty couple dancing to an erotic tune.
Before it went too far, I decided to intervene. I moved out of the kitchen with my coffee mug and declared my arrival.
"Hey Allan, did you watch the baseball last night? Red sox were incredible." I knew he was a baseball fan.
"Yes they were." Allan replied still looking at mom.
"Right. I think I should go now. Thanks for the coffee, Amrutha" Allan got up.
"Don't forget the shopping this Saturday". He said to mom before saying bye and stepped out of the house. I heard the engine of the car outside revved up before he drove away.
"What was that all about, the shopping thing?" I quizzed mom.
"Oh nothing. Allan wants to go for shopping and he wants some female opinion to buy a wedding gift. He has a wedding to attend on Sunday". Mom replied nonchalantly.
I was aghast but secretly admired his guts. He had the balls to make a pass at my mom and yet persuaded her to help him shopping. And my feeling became stronger than ever that he was sneakily trying to get in between my mom's caramel brown legs. Shopping was just a ploy. But I didn't care as long he was making steady progress towards mom's pussy.
"Is he going to pick you up? I hope he treats you nicely." I smiled to which mom replied with a smile.
Came Saturday and mom dressed up in a salwar kameez with light jewellery. She had done hina mehendi on her hands and a bindi on her forehead.
Sharp at 2 pm I heard Allan's SUV pulled in.
"How am I looking.?" Mom asked.
"Beautiful" I replied.
As soon I heard the doorbell, I ran to open the door. Allan was standing there with a bouquet.
"Is Amrutha ready?" He asked.
Mom came out to greet Allan. He was literally awestruck to see mom in that attire. His jaw dropped.
Seeing his reaction mom couldn't help but laughed.
"You look stunning." Allan came out of the spell. He handed over the bouquet to mom.
"Ohh, thank you." Mom handed over the bouquet to me and asked Allan "Shall we go now?"
Within minutes they drove away.
I shut the door and came back to the living room and made myself comfortable on the sofa.
Those fantasies started clouding my mind again. Was Allan going to seduce mom today and take her to his place? Was mom going to resist? What if Allan forced his way on to mom?
Would she give in? So many thoughts gathered in my mind. But one thing was clear. I wanted Allan and mom to fuck no matter how. A beautiful lady like my mom needed to be fucked by a hunk like Allan.
I jerked off a couple of times thinking all these. In the end I was quite exhausted and dozed off on the sofa.
I must have slept for hours because when I woke up it was dark outside. I checked the clock and it was 7 o'clock in the evening. Gosh it had been 5 hours already since they went out, I thought.
Those were the days when mobile phones were not ubiquitous, so I couldn't check on their status.
I watched some TV, ordered pizza, did some college assignment before the clock struck 10. Still there was no sign of mom returning. I started to get a bit worried.
It was around 10:30 when I heard the SUV pulled into our driveway. I almost ran to the door when I heard the doorbell. Allan and Mom were standing outside the door. Allan's hand wrapped around mom's waist. Mom looked tipsy.
"Take care of your mom. I think she's a bit drunk" Allan chuckled.
I got a bit anxious but mom assured me with her smile. They said good night to each other. Allan drove away saying good night to me as well.
I took mom inside and locked the door. She sat on the sofa and let out a sigh. She looked a bit tired now.
"How was your day, mom" I asked.
After a brief pause she replied with a smile, "Allan is a gentleman. Look what he bought me." Mom showed me a cute new nose ring. That looked expensive.
"I asked him not to buy but he was adamant. He said it looks great on me." Mom chuckled.
I thought she would look sexier (maybe a bit slutty) in that.
"Then he took me to dinner in a nice restaurant, we had few drinks and he insisted to see a movie. I think he is my best friend now." Mom's eyes lit up when she said the last sentence. She clearly meant it.
I could see the pattern. Surely Allan had won her heart first and was slowly progressing towards her pussy. One thing was for sure, Allan was not going to force his way. He was a charmer, a seducer and not a rapist.
"That's nice. I hope he too enjoyed the evening with you".
Mom smiled at me. That told me she had her feminine charm on Allan too. So it's now a seduction game between them.
"I'm off to bed, quite tired." She yawned and walked off.
Did they fuck? Did they have oral sex inside the movie theatre? Was mom hiding that part from me? I had to find out.
About 15 to 20 minutes later when I didn't hear any sound from her bedroom, I got up and tiptoed into the master bedroom. The door didn't have a functioning lock.
Inside, mom had changed into her night gown and was sleeping on the bed. I gingerly moved to the bed to check if there was any tell-tale sign of sex. I opened the laundry basket. There was a black panty lying on top of the heap, probably the one she had worn that evening.
I inspected the crotch area. There was a little bit of dampness with her usual smell but nothing suspicious. I put the panty back in the basket and came out of the room.
They hadn't had sex that evening was my conclusion.
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