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Continuation (Chapter 3) :


I quickly rushed out of her flat and went directly downstairs. In the meantime I heard her flat's bathroom door got unlocked. Breathing and sweating heavily I reached the basement area of vehicle parking. Reached near my bike quickly.
Uncle's bike was parked there. It's one side mirror that got broke by me has been repaired with a new one. I thought to break it again but it was more important for me to get out of there at that time. I saw my mobile , it was approx 8:40 AM. Few minutes left for classes to be commenced. I started my bike and moved out of the apartment's area.

While driving uncle's and Savita aunty's conversation had been striking my mind all the way. Uncle's that sheet of paper I found yesterday's night with that parcel, "30 years back" scenario mentioned by him, his ultimate trust over mom's refusal for not moving to Australia made me think
Is mom was well known to Prabin uncle than me or my dad . Has she became more trustful to him than us.

Yesterday was the most heavy day for me. In a single day I have gone through so much surprises and shocking incidents. Unexpected trauma and a complete different entity in my mom's form.

Thinking all this I reached my institute around 9:30 AM. Almost half an late. Hurriedly I parked my bike and ran towards the class. It was on the first floor of that building . Lift was running out of work since many days. It took 2-3 more minutes to reach at my classroom's main door. The most strict teacher of that institute, Mr. Desai was taking the class.
I asked (nervously) - " May I come in sir ?"
No reply from him. I knew he ignored me.
Again I asked the same question adding "Please sir...Sorry." He turned his face towards me and gave a signal to remain out of the class.

No in the institute dared to argue with him. Obviously it was clear that I have to leave now. With slow steps I left the door and went downstairs. That day Mr. Desai classes had 3 hours class in my batch. It had to get over by 12 Noon. Then 30 minutes break and then another 2.5 hours class. I was in dilemma what to do now . Spending three hours was obviously not an easy task that way. Neither I have so much fresh and cheerful mood that I got to the library and study for 3hours. I thought to return.

Will tell mom that classes got cancelled unexpectedly today. I had adapted the habit to tell lie frequently by then. It was something that I learnt in just 10 days.

I took out my mobile and saw the time. 9:50 AM. Around 10:30 AM I will definitely reach my flat. I opened whatsapp, mom hadn't texted me whether ai reached or not. Her last seen was around 9 AM . Anyways I I started my bike and drove towards my apartment. In the way I thought to buy two pairs of jeans and shirt. Only three days were remaining to leave for Australia. I parked my bike near "Galaxy Supermarket" and went inside. It was almost empty, no much crowd. Within half an hour I purchased two jeans of brown and grey colour and two shirts of yellow and maroon colour. By then the time was 10:45AM. I checked my mobile. No phone or message was there from mom's side yet. She has changed...completely changed, that was the only line came to my mind that moment. Not a single day went she hadn't asked me whether I reached institute or not. If I ever forgot to call or text her she scolded me over the phone for not informing her. And today she has ignored me completely. A day before too she hadn't reply me after seeing my message.

I opened the WhatsApp, her last seen had changed to 10:32 AM. Fifteen minutes ago she was Online and didn't asked me. I was feeling neglected that moment. My dad was not there and mom seemed to have forgotten herself , then how could he remember her son and her motherly behaviour.

I made the newly purchased clothes hanging from my bike's clutch side with upset mind. And started it . As I reached near my apartment's colony I saw Varsha aunty and Savita aunty was purchasing some vegetables at the roadside. I saw them but they didn't see me.

Varsha aunty had went to her native place regarding some land disputes. When she came by the way. she told it will take more than one month to return . How she returned within few days only. After seeing her , those chats that I saw on my mom's whatsapp suddenly got flashed infront of my eyes. It seemed Mom was well aware that she had came. For me there was no difference between Savita or Varsha aunty. Both were b*tches and mistress of that bastard old Prabin.

I drove directly towards my apartment ignoring them and directly went to the basement parking. To my surprise uncle's bike was still there. It was Monday, college must have been opened. Why his bike is here then. I thought . Now right from that moment a chilled sensation started to grow from my head to toe.

If he his bike is here then he must be upstairs. Savita and Varsha aunty are outside apartment's area . My mind started thinking all this suddenly. I took my clothes packets and rushed quickly towards the lift. It was not there. So eone was coming down. I had to wait for few seconds. Only a son whose mom had became too close to a stranger could felt my situation that time. Uncle's existence at the apartment during working hours was beyond any explanation.

As the lift came down, I quickly went inside pushing an elderly couple coming out from it. They started at me angrily. I said - "Sorry...sorry..sir.."

Pressed the button 2 and lift moved upwards. As soon I reached my floor I found uncle's door was unlocked from outside. Looked at his door entrance floor, mom's slippers were not there. I felt little bit relaxed. I moved towards my flat. It was locked from inside. I thought rang the door bell. No one came. I rang again . Still no one opened it.

Now again sensation started within me. I forgot for few moments that I always carried one alternate key of my flat in my bag. Still I remained there waiting for the door to get opened for more than 2 minutes. But no one opened it.

As soon I remembered I had the key I quickly took it out from my bag. While unlocking the door I was feeling both scared and nervous. What if I had to see that unexpected view on the sofa how should I react...what should I do...Should I unlock it or not. All these things striking all together to my mind. I was full with sweat.

Door got unlocked and I slowly opened it. At first I peeped through the small opening of the door. No one was in the sofa area. I opened it completely. Including sofa area and dining area no one was there. My room's door was open too. I slowly entered my flat and closed the door with a very low sound. The flat was complete silent. I put my bag on the sofa and as I turned towards mom's room I saw two cups of tea were placed on the floor near the sofa table. No tea was there . I touched those cups and it seemed hot yet. Someone has just put it there after having tea. But , two cups ?? Damn cleared, someone was there in my flat. My eyes went directly towards my mom's room. It was closed. Properly closed , not just a little bit shut . I slowly went towards the her room's door. As I moved towards her door a very low laughing voice grew more clear with each step of mine. I reached just outside the door. To my luck , it was not locked. The LED tubelight was on and what I saw made me shivered like thunder lightening had dropped over my body.

Uncle and mom both were standing near the wall just below the AC. Mom was leaning towards the wall . Her left hand was holding the window's curtain tightly and right hand was on uncle's chest. Her light pink coloured cotton saree was half tied to her waist and half fallen on the floor near their feets. Her hair was all scattered in a very complexed way. Her bindi was on her forehead. Sindoor was also scattered a little bit around the tip of her forehead. Her pink lipstick was spread all around her upper lips and lower lip's side skin. It seemed her lips was sucked and lips Vigorously just a moment agom

Uncle was wearing a white coloured checkered shirt and black jeans. Shoes was also in his feets. He was in a college going formal costume. Same coloured lipstick was also visible on uncle's lips and around its skin. His left hand was on the wall ahead and right hands was holding the mom's left hand from which was holding the window curtain. Their side view was visible to me.
Uncle was trying to kiss her by taking control over her curvy body. Her pink half sleeved blouse's front two hooks were open. Little bit her black bra was visible from her enormous cleavage flesh. Mom was moving her face left to right and right to left to make her lips escape uncle's watering hungry mouth.
Uncle was saying - " Please yar Bimu... Don't behave like a Pativrata woman now."

Mom (pushing him away from her body by pressing his chest with her right hand) - "Yar Pravin...Try to understand. This is not the proper time to do this."

Uncle (licking her left cheek) - "Love is beyond time Bimu. Please once more...once more."

As mom heard this "Once more" , she stopped moving her face and uncle quickly opened his big mouth and put the mom's both upper and lower lips in it. Mom replied with the same equation and then an intense kiss started once again. That time instead of feelings anger , my torso part started creating tower inside my jeans. Their kissing was so sensual and passionate that I forgot that bastard Prabin is exploiting my mom's purity . But who cared, when mom herself allowed him to do so.

Tongues were playing , salivas were getting exchanged and lips were fully attached like they have been stitched together. Uncle's left hand now started pressing mom's right breasts over the blouse. Mom held his that hand and removed it from there . Uncle then grabbed her tightly from behind. Kissing went more wild. Their kissing was going hard each second.

After 4-6 minutes of intense kissing mom pushed him hard away from her. Both were breathing heavily. The lipstick was full vanished by their lips. Just a light red shade was covering their half face around the lips. Uncle hold her left hand and pulled her towards him once again.
He then planted a deep kiss on her lips again.

Mom (aparted her lips , breathing heavily) - "30 years have been passed yar... You are not that young now. Don't act with this much stamina"

Uncle (rubbing mom's lips with his right thumb) - "Why are you behaving this much reserved yar ?"

Mom - "I am not your girlfriend now, I am a wife, a mother."
Mom pushed him once again and took two steps back towards the wall.

Uncle moved towards her and with his both hands he tore the remaining hooks of her blouse.

Mom - "Please don't do this now. I have to face Harsh."

Uncle (putting his face in between her voluptuous midriff) - "I don't care. I only care about my lost love. I love you...Nothing else I can see now."

Mom was moaning a little and then put her hands behind his head and made his face got buried in between her cleavage to a great extent.

Such an erotic view watching at my own flat was an another level of experience. That bastard old aged Prabin was my mom's ex. Dad must had been unaware with this fact otherwise he has thrown mom our of his house much earlier.

Uncle then apart his face from her cleavage and said - "Don't go please....Please I beg you Bimu."

Mom hugged him and said - "I have to go darling. I can't ignore Jayesh..He is my husband. I can't do that with him."

Uncle (kissing her lips again) - "What about me then... Don't you think...Where will your Prabin will go?"

I said in my mind - "You rascal , persons like you aren't one woman's man. Your wife was the most unluckiest woman of the world."

Mom (replying with a kiss) - "I will think darling...still three days to go. But..now please leave. I don't like to feel embarrassed infront of Harsh like yesterday..."

Uncle (laughingly) - "Soon he will favour us....And start calling me Daddy.... not to your shitty husband."

Mom - "Don't say like that. Please go now."
Saying this mom started adjusting her bra and blouse and tying knots of the blouse's hooks.

Uncle (putting his shirt inside his jeans) - "If not now...then when ?"

Mom - "Will tell you later. And don't tell Varsha ji or Savita ji about our past. I don't want to spread this relation out of this flat."

Uncle - "But Savita and Varsha already knew that you and I are..."

Mom - "Not more now. I do not want to involve any other person in between us..They are single mother but not me. Will not take risk further. From now you should not tell them about our meet."

Uncle (kissing mom's neck) - "Okey baby... Varsha thinks she is the reason behind your attraction towards me. She doesn't know you are mine since 1992."

Mom - "Who cares. Just don't tell or involve them further in our case. Don't make Harsh to see any more photos from now. Tell her."

Uncle - "Do you feel shy ?"

Mom - "Should I feel proud ? I am a mother of a grown child. He understands everything but still keep his mouth shut regarding us."

Uncle - " Your son will enjoy our game soon. You can take this from me in written."
Saying this he seemed to move towards the door.

I quickly rushed near the main door and locked it from inside. And then went inside my room. And hide myself behind my rooms door.
From the door's side thread like opening I saw uncle came out of mom's bedroom and proceeded towards the main door. Mom took came out . Her saree was properly adjusted but hair was still disturbed . She went to the basin to wash her face and lipstick marks skread all over her mouth. Suddenly I saw uncle stopped his ahead moving legs and his eyes turned towards the sofa. I didn't understood why he was seeing there. What was on the sofa...I was not able to understand that moment.

Uncle came back towards mom near the basin and asked - "Is Harsh home ?"

I got scared to the ultimate level...



TO BE CONTINUED........