Thriller Farmhouse

[Boobsucker1994]

I quickly hobbled back to the front room and sat and waited on the sofa.

Sitting there, there was a whirlwind of thoughts in my mind. He's getting her expensive jewelry and clothes and she has orgasmed every time he's fucked her. Has she changed her mind? ... no, he isn't fucking her, he's banging her ... but she likes it ... no, she's just acting ... doesn't look like an act, she's given herself to him now ... no she hasn't, she hates him ... who knows the mind of a woman? ... she's my mother, she's tough ...

And so on and on until I fell asleep on the sofa.

It was 8:30 p.m. when I was awakened by mom for supper.

She was dressed in a beautiful dark pink pure silk sari, embroidered with gold threads and a dark blue, tight fitting sleeveless dark blue, low-cut blouse, showing a lot of lovely smooth skin, both in the front as well as the back. Her beautiful long hair was tied in a thick, long braided pigtail that Indian women call a 'chotti'.

Chandra was wearing a just a lungi. The stench coming from him was just as bad as before but for some reason was more bearable now. Had we grown used to his stench?

As we were eating, he said to me, "I just spoke to your dad, his work at Calcutta will be done soon."

This was a pleasant surprise! If dad returns soon, he can deal with this scumbag.

But he continued, "Unfortunately, he has to leave for Ranchi, after that, so he can't rejoin us yet."

My heart sank.

Turning to mom, he said, "But I'm free tomorrow. We can all go out, I'll show you around."

Mom said brightly, "Oh, my son just needed to buy some medicine for his pain. Can we also go to the cityyy?" in a sing song voice, batting her eyelashes.

"How can I say no to my rakhail?" he replied.

She said to me with a sweet smile, "You can finally get your medicine tomorrow and we'll be free from the pain!"

Yes! I thought, she's still with me! I needn't have worried.

As she was clearing the dishes, I couldn't help staring at her; she was looking absolutely gorgeous. Her sari was wrapped tightly around her ample rounded hips, Her large breasts seemed to be struggling to get out of her tight blouse with every breath. Normally, they would be covered with the 'pallu' of her sari but Chandra had made her bunch up the 'pallu' so that it was dbangd like a rope over her left shoulder instead of spread out over it. On her back. her blouse was just a narrow band of cloth, exposing most of her smooth, sexy white back,

As she walked away from us, Chandra's eyes were glued to her gracefully swaying ass; as her left buttock would rise sideways, her right buttock would move down sideways and as her right buttock would rise sideways, her left buttock would move down sideways inside her tight sari, the thin golden chain around her waist adding to her overall sexiness.

I retired early to my room and started forging the fake orders to deposit at the drop points during the next day. In about twenty minutes, two notes bearing Chandra's signature and seal were ready with their proper envelops and codes. One of them could be dropped off at a pharmaceutical shop in the city and the other at a grocers. The notes had high priority and confidential orders to take out the chiefs of the two mafia gangs the Chandra was working for. Each gang would suspect the other, sparking a gang war. Whether or not any attempt succeeded, the paper trail would lead straight back to Chandra.

Whether or not they believed he was guilt y was irrelevant, both would have enough evidence that he was working for their rivals as well. By the time anyone would come looking for him, hopefully we would be long gone. I planned to take the gold, jewels and cash he had kept stashed, as a small measure of reparations for what he was doing to my mother.

After some time, I heard music coming from Chandra's room. Usually, by now the sounds coming from there would be mom's moans and screams. Curious, I clambered up into my hiding place to see what was going on.