Misc. Erotica A TRUE STORY : POVERTY TO WHORESHIP

[manigopal]

Dolly felt irritated, frustrated and jittery. She didn't knew why, but felt her ears fuming. Something has gone amiss and she can't figure it out. When she reached the bungalow, the following day, spending a dreadful 24 hours with Siddu it was late morning.
The old woman's head weighed a ton and her eyes wide open and red. Hr weary face and body language showed that she was getting her energy drained off each moment. The sight of Sumi infuriated her rather than soothing her heart, as always.
Sumi, too, unlike other days didn't came running to her mother, rather walked down in a normal way, flaunting her new dress.
Dolly measures her daughter in cold eyes, trying to make out the difference. Sumi, sits down on the sofa, swinging her elgs and browsing through the newspapers pages. Dolly felt irritated like hell,but controlled. She desperately needed to know, whether Chopra is really back or was it a nasty joke from Prasad's side.
"Errr, beti... did ...., matlab, woh, matlab Chopra ji lautey kya...?" Dolly asks trying to be very casual in approach.
Sumi looks at Dolly for a few seconds and suddenly giggles out, "Mom, what's wrong with you ! Why are you fumbling ! Yes, uncle is back..." and smiles enlightened.
Dolly feels relived finding Sumi accepting Chopra. And why shouldn't it be ? Chopra is a wonderful man too ! But ... how to face him, that's what curbs the old woman's heart.
"Mom ! from next time you should carry the charger... " Sumi says up suddenly.
Dolly's jaw contracts, "and... why so ?"
Sumi tries to manage herself, "err... I mean, uncle was trying your line ...and was...I mean...".
Dolly raises her hand, "Sumi, I will handle it myself. You don't need to think of it... unse mere baat ho gayee... Parso laut te hi...By the way, why are you not going to college ?"
Sumi looks up at Dolly, "Uncle said he is getting me into private class this year. Next session I will be in a good college ..." and smiles with a ignited face.
Dolly wanted to be happy, for which she tried hard too but somehow a thorn was tickling her. Dolly knew, this home dress of Sumi's was new, and wanted how she got it. She looks at Sumi, chuckles her mouth several times and but couldn't speak out what she wanted to say.
"Beti, Rajiv aya tha kya ?... Usse nahi miley ?" Dolly asks with a careful voice.
Sumi, keeping her eye on the newspaper replies," Nahi... woh kayee bar phone kiya tha, milne ke liye bol raha tha... maine bola... I can't..."
Dolly looks at Sumi with fiery eyes. It seems her head is reeling a bit too much and too fast. Dolly coldly spurts out each words, "Sumi, zyada uchhal rahi na tu ? ... Rajiv se achha tujhe milega kaun ?..."
Sumi stands up and leaves, without saying a word at her mother's hurling and only stops and turns to say," by the way mom, Uncle na parso nahi, us din, matlab jis din subah gaye, us din shaam ko hi laut aye... uncle was here last five days..." and leaves, as Dolly sits dumbstruck.
Dolly felt unnerved. Not only that her raw lie had been open to her daughter, but also thinking how to manage the five days absence from Chopra. That too, from the day of his leave. It surely had made herself drop considerably in eyes of Chopra, Dolly understands.
Dolly baths, tries to have a lunch followed by a sleep which her body system needed badly, but couldn't manage either of them. She found she doesn't have an appetite, though she was hungry and couldn't sleep properly either. Every few minutes of doze made her rush up with unknown fear and tension.
Dolly hastily dresses her up, in the best way she could. She had less than ten minutes in her hand as she presumed. Chopra was busy in in few phone calls and said he would be joining up Dolly in the bedroom in couple of minutes.
They were back from a dinner.
They, as in, all three of them, Sumi included. Chopra was back early evening and proposed for the dinner. Dolly was much relived that Chopra didn't showed any anger or asked any explanation for her absence.
This relived the old lady so much, that she didn't even reacted as Sumi was tagged on with them. Dolly wanted to be alone with Chopra. Not only she wanted to flatter him, but also the old lady really wanted to spend some time with someone she had fallen in love, again. After crossing so many springs of her life and facing so many incidents in life.
Dolly was engrossed in her thoughts, specially after having a glass of wine and was completely in her thoughts leaving Chopra and Sumi to chat along.
Dolly knew, she had to compensate, and planned that.
She thanked her luck as Chopra left for the phone calls. Hastily she strips out of her saree, putting on the thigh length see through night dress, and brandishing her hair in a kinky high pony, with hair streaks left beside her faces, a feeble, void try to make her look young and innocent. Dolly sprays the imported perfume in her nodal places, for the first time. Earlier being using cheap perfumes purchased from road sides and trying to figure out whether she looked perfect.
Right then Chopra enters and whispers, " Dolly darling..."
The call, the voice seemed to mesmerize the old, used woman even now and the perfume bottle drops from her feeble hand.
"Ji..." Dolly whispers.
Chopra comes closer and hugs the old woman, who was shivering in real.
Chopra takes Dolly to bed, in a relaxed tone whispering." let's enjoy tonight..."
Dolly smiles sweet and nods her head, whispering, "anything you say...".
Chopra picks up the television remote, "let's watch a new film ... there's lot to know and learn about sex in this..." he winks at Dolly.
Dolly rubs her face on Chopra's chest like a tamed bitch as Chopra puts on the television and DVD player.
Dolly had her face buried but compelled to lift her face hearing some familiar music and sounds. The old woman freezes looking at the huge LED screen on the wall.
It showed a topless old woman, dancing on a table top, completely out of rhythm, but shaking her shaggy, loose bosom and waist vigorously and taking off the skimpy little skirt in process and whirling it in air and throwing it aside. Shamelessly, the old woman acted and behaved like cheap gogo strippers, parting her legs, squeezing and parting her buttock and bosom, squatting and rubbing her hand all over her body- all trying to cope up with the music in a glorious way in which she miserably fails. And that is not at all hidden from the four men surrounding her and yelling in filthy happiness. Right then Siddu gets up on a adjoining sofa and kicks the old woman's ass hard making her fall from the table, hard, on her face.
Dolly was already pale and shivering, wondering how her sexcapedes in farm house was captured and given to Chopra ?
Dolly looks at Chopra, her lips trembling in real helplessness," I..I am sorry.. but I had no choice, believe me..believe me sir..believe me sir...". The helpless woman clutches the hand of Chopra, her fiancee. The television was running and showed all four pissing on Dolly's face and Dolly giggling and happily drinking the pee.
Chopra looked silently at Dolly, eye to eye.
Dolly's lips trembled, "Sorry... I am sorry,...please...please forgive me...but did I had a choice ? ... But still, I beg sorry... please... please forgive me...". The old woman begged with utmost helplessness. She felt her dream of new life was completely upside down now.
Dolly looked helplessly at Chopra, with few drops of warm tears rolling out from her eyes, "Please... forgive me..."
Chopra's eyes sparkle up...
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