[thewriter10]

It had been three years since mom was a widow. I had been living in Delhi where I worked in a large multinational company. Initially my efforts to try and get her to come and stay with me proved fruitless. Her memories associated with dad and her past were strong and she continued to live in the south Indian city of Bangalore where we lived since my childhood. Her sister in law, had tried to impress upon her that 50 was not really old and she had to think of a life for herself.
 
“Your son is 28 very soon he will find someone and settle down and you will just be lonely. Don’t let it happen to you.”
 
For someone who even refused to leave Bangalore, this was something impossible to think of. Over the last six months though, she was more open to listening to her relatives advice. She even met a few men whom my aunt had arranged. Mostly men in their late 60s. Mom finally said that she was not keen on babysitting men who were retired, and she preferred to remain single in that case. And she finally agreed to come and stay for a month with me in Delhi. Before she arrived, my uncle and aunt called me a few times and told me how it would be useful if Mom decided to remarry and how it would release me from the worry of who would take care of her. They felt, I was not being supportive and that was why she was not very keen. Over several calls they got my assurance on this issue and then told me that they had set up a profile for her on one of the matrimonial websites and once I talk to her and convince her about it, they would also encourage her to keep responding to messages that came through.
 
Finally, mom came to Delhi and slowly settled down to the new place and our flat. Her routine was getting into place with taking care of me as well as pursuing some of her hobbies especially gardening on the small terrace that we had. A month had passed, and my aunt called me to ask about the progress. I had completely forgotten about the discussions around mom’s remarriage. It came back in the form of a phone call from my aunt who unexpectedly called me during work time and insisted that I spoke with her. Reluctantly, I left my office for a walk and heard her out. My aunt added that she had spoken to mom during the day, and I should have the conversation with her before going to bed. I agreed partly to make her stop the call and return to work. She put the phone down telling me that she would confirm with mom the next day if I had spoken with her.
 
 
I reached home around 6:45 and had my usual bath and then sat down to watch some tv with mom being her usual self. We had dinner together at 8:00 pm and I sat down to watch some news. Mom washed the plates and other dishes and came and joined me round 8:30. It was then we had this conversation which was initiated by her.
 
“Did Sheela call you today?”
“Ah, yes aunty called. Sorry I forgot about it…”
 
“If you are not in a mood to talk, we can talk later also”
 
“No maa, I forgot very sorry” An awkward silence followed which was broken by mom
 
“ I don’t know what to say. They have been asking me about this for months. But what do you think?”
 
“I think it is ok”
 
“Ok meaning?”
 
What did I have to say. I was feeling clueless.
 
“Ok meaning, I mean it would be good for you right?”
 
“I am asking what you think, not about whether it is good or bad for me”
 
“Oh well I think I would be happy if you are happy. Plus if you are alone that is a concern for me as well”
 
“Are you sure you want me to try all this? I am not sure myself. Can I not leave in peace and alone? What do you say?
 
“ Maa look you are just 50, there is an entire life in front of you. Atleast try who knows you might find a nice guy who will take good care of you and keep you happy”
 
“But….”
 
“But what maa?”
 
“No…nothing”
 
“Tell me what is it?”
 
“Will you be able to accept another man as your father? Won’t it create any discomfort for you?”
 
I turned to her and looked at her straight
 
“Well, if you like someone and feel you will be happy with him, then I will definitely accept him as my stepfather. Don’t worry about that you have my word. Plus once I marry, it will make me feel better if you are with someone and not alone”
 
“You are sure right that you want me to remarry?”
 
“100% sure”
 
“Ok so then may be I will talk to Sheela and say yes.”
 
“Yes mom please do that.”
 
At 9:30 mom gave me a hug and went to sleep in her room. She was 50, but looked much younger; stood at 5’3 and had a structure that was probably the envy of many. Her daily routine included an hour of yoga for as long as I could remember and that ensured that she was in a fit shape and enjoyed good health and beauty. Her long black hair was pleated, and she mostly wore salwar or sarees. At home it was the simple cotton nighty that she wore all the time.
 
Next day, I was at office when I got a text from my aunt.
 
“Good job. You convinced her. Proud of you. Call me during your break, I wont take long”
 
An hour later, after finishing my lunch, I called my aunt who again told me I had don’t a fantastic job of convincing mom. I tried to tell her that she did not need much convincing but she was sure that it was I who had been responsible for mom being interested to look for matches again.
 
“By the way, she has a matrimonial profile, would you like to have the log in details?”
 
“No way, I don’t have to get involved in her choice. Let it be free. And if she is happy with someone then so be it. Why should I be a factor. That is childish”
 
“Ok so be it, still I am asking are there any criteria? Like any specific background, any particular dos and donts.”
 
“Ha, ha, I am not the one getting married aunty”
 
“Yes I know but still I thought I should ask..”
 
“Only one criteria, mom should be happy other than that none”
 
“Atleast say if you want someone only from our same background like caste or religion or language?”
 
“My answer is the same, anyone whom maa is happy with is fine for me”
 
“Ok if so you can take a backseat till she finds someone. At least then will you want to know who it is, I hope. Or will you just come for her wedding like a guest, hahaha?”
 
 
 “Hahaha, I will get involved once I know she likes someone and well a wedding might be months if not years away so lets take it one thing at a time.”
 
“True, you are right and sensible too my dear, Sandeep”
 
“Thank you, aunty, but now I must get back to work”
 
“Sure dear, by all means. Bye.”
 
 

Few weeks went past, and I had an outstation trip to Dehradun for three days. When I was returned, I got a Uber taxi that took me back from the station to my flat in south west of Delhi. In my years in Delhi, it was only for the last three months that I was using Uber and Ola. Before that I had a regular cab driver, Vijay Singh who was my trusted can driver. Anywhere I needed to go and any time of the day or night, I could call him, and he would ensure he was there. His wife had died a few months ago and he was mourning her and stopped his taxi service. Vijay was a Haryanvi who had come to Delhi as a teen in search of jobs. Over the years he learnt to drive, and slowly built a small business of hiring out cabs. He employed two other young men and only drove when it was me or another of his regular customers. Over the years, I knew his family well and used to periodically drop by for a cup of tea. He had two daughters who were in their teens. One was in her 11th standard and the other in 1st year of her degree. When his wife passed away, Vijay told me that his focus was on ensuring his daughters settled well and till then he was going to take a step back from actively running his business. I appreciated his values and told him I was there any time he wanted anything from me. That was our last interaction. It had been months and like with other things as time passed different people and issues came in and I had not called him after that.

 

As I was lost in these thoughts the uber driver announced to me that we had reached our destination. I got out and made my way to my flat. Mom opened it with a smile and asked me if would like to have some tea and biscuits. I nodded and she told me to go and have a bath and come back. While having tea, mom casually mentioned that she was checking her matrimonial profile nowadays and she was getting a few interests. I just nodded and replied that was good. Mom was disappointed and got up and went to the kitchen. I followed her and she avoided me when I entered the kitchen

 

“Now what happened?”

 

“Nothing”

 

“Then why are you upset!”

 

“I am telling you something and you have no interest to even ask me any details”

 

“Huh, I said it was good right”

 

“Is that the way to talk in these issues?”

 

“Oh maa, what did you expect say it”

 

“I was expecting some interest, that you will ask about who sent me an interest, who I am talking to, all that. This is as if I am some stranger to you”

 

“No, no. Not at all. Let me explain.”

 

By then I could see moms eyes were red and tears were welling up.”

 

“Oh no look maa I am sorry at least hear me out. See I know your sense of judgement and so I am confident whoever it is you choose it will be the best person. If I say this and that, it will only confuse you. You are the best maa, I know it will be good”

 

“Oh, you feel like that? Is that the reason for your non-involvement?”

 

“Of course, and find someone nice so I also have a father figure at home”

 

By now mom’s face had changed and she was listening to me patiently.

 

“But why don’t you at least have a look at people who are sending me interests?

 

“Ok fine, can you give me your user id and password, or you can forward the profiles to my email id. That would be better”

 

“Ok, I will forward but you must check and tell me your opinion”

 

“I will, promise”

 

That ended our conversation on the topic for almost a week.

 

A little over a week after this conversation, I began receiving forwards and I would glance over it and give generic comments on the profile when I reached home. It was almost a month later that mom sent me a profile with some comments.

 

Seems to be a real gentleman. Has two daughters but is a north Indian? What do you feel? Should I even go ahead or reject it?

 

I quickly replied to the email.

 

“I don’t think you should reject without interacting with them for sometime. If you like the person then nothing else really matters. I am with you in whatever is your choice.”

 

When I reached home, mom smiled at me and had made me my favourite poori bhaji.

 

“I am talking to the person you said to go ahead ok”

 

“Good, maa. I am happy.”

 

“He is from Delhi…he is a widower and has a business, he has two daughters and is looking for someone who is going to also be a mother for them.”

 

“Ok, what do you feel about that?”

 

“Well, I spoke to the girls”

 

“Oh really, so soon?

 

“Hmmm, just a five-minute chat that’s all”

 

“Ok and?”

 

“Nothing much they seemed sweet; their mom died not long ago and they are keen to find a match for their father. They also asked if you would like to be their bhaiyya.”

 

“Well, wow so soon?”

 

“Really innocent girls Sandeep, they were talking as if the marriage was arranged already.”

 

We both laughed and it appeared to me that there was more mom wanted to say.

 

“Would you like to meet him first?”

 

“Mom, we have gone through this many times. You should meet him if need be at some common place. Like a café coffee day or Barista just talk may be once or twice and then if you really are interested we will meet him together.”

 

“Ok atleast have a look at the profile his picture is there, but it is password protected. I will email you the password.”

 

“Done”

 

With that we went to our rooms. Moms’ bedroom light was on when I came to the kitchen drink water after an hour, but I did not think much about it and went back to sleep.

 

A week later, I was in Jaipur when I got a text from Mom.

 

“He is asking if we can meet? What do I do?”

 

After a few minutes, I replied, “Meet him at a common place”

 

“Where?”

 

“There is a Barista coffee shop not very far from our home. We have gone there once. Do you remember?”

 

“Yes. There?”

 

“Yes, if you know to find your way. Try booking a Uber if need be”

 

“No I can find my way there”

 

“All the best”

 

“For?”

 

“Well for your date maa ”

 

“It’s not a date. I am just meeting him.”

 

“Okay all the best for your meeting”

 

“Thanks”

 

I was wondering if I should call Vijay Singh my previous driver and ask him to drop maa at the Barista coffee shop and bring her back. But there was no contact with him for months and it did not seem sensible to try his number now. Work kept me busy for the next four days in Jaipur. When I returned, mom volunteered information that their first meeting or date as I called, I went well. He was indeed a nice guy and had asked if they can meet again. This was indeed a different feeling. I was approving my mom’s choices in a way instead of the reverse. I told her to go ahead and to let me know if, she is sure. Then we could meet them together and see how to progress things. In response to my suggestion mom gave me a tight hug and a kiss on my cheek.

 

For a month nothing much came to my attention. It was also the financial year end and administrative work, and compliance reports were driving me mad and making me work late into the night every day. Mom was obviously not very happy and kept telling me my single status is not good and I needed a woman to set me right. I retorted that with my present job and designation, if I married someone, it would lead to a divorce in no time and I had to wait for some time before shaadi could happen. She did not seem fully convinced of my argument but agreed to it. I was working late and I again noticed moms bed lamp on. It was close to mid night and she woke up by 6:00 am. What was she up to? No idea but I was not going to be policing my mom of all people. Not when she was fifty years old.

[thewriter10]

Unknown to me, a lot was going on in mom’s life. She had communicated with the man who sent her an interest on the matrimonial site. They began to message each other, talk to each other, and finally meet. The first two meetings took place at a common coffee shop after which he invited her to come to his house and meet his daughters. By then they were spending a few hours texting each other and mom was feeling comfortable with him. Initially she hesitated. But later she spoke to his daughters who asked her if she could come and meet them or if they were allowed to come and meet her at her home. Mom choose the former and finally made her way to their home. The first meeting with the girls went well and mom returned reasonably confident that this would be the family which she would choose for the rest of her life. Her initial attempts to get me more involved met with not much interest and so she decided that she would let me know when everything was in place. Slowly, the chats moved from generic topics to naughty smileys and discussions. Mom was slowly opening to this man who was from a very different background than her. She felt happy that he was desiring her and that his family seemed to really like her. It was as if a void was being filled by them.

Her second visit to his home changed things for both. She had gone there as before to meet him and his daughters. She had really enjoyed her previous visit which lasted a few hours and also noted how the absence of a mother was showing in different parts of their home. She had decided that she would spend a few hours and get some of it sorted and also bond with the girls more. She wore a blue saree and dressed as usual and went to his place. It was 10:30 am and she decided that she would carry some food with her for all the three of them. When she reached there Vijay was alone. He informed her that his girls had special classes on the Saturday, and they would return after a couple of hours. He asked mom if she wanted him to drop her home and pick her up after the girls returned. Mom declined and said she would probably wait till they come and then leave before I returned home. It was only 11 am and she decided she would check if anything was prepared in the kitchen. She took the food she had brought and arranged it in the kitchen when she felt Vijay standing behind her. They had engaged in a few naughty chats but nothing in real. Mom felt a thrill pass through her body, and she did not feel like objecting to him standing right behind her. In a few moments, she felt his hands touch the exposed part of her tummy and hug her towards him.

“Ahhhh.. what are you doing? The girls will come back .. someone might come…”

“We have plenty of time. And no one is going to disturb us.” As he said this Vijay kissed her neck and placed a few nibbles”

“Arghhhh….ahhhhhh” Mom was responding to what he was doing. She felt his hardness rubbing into her butt as he hugged her tighter. Soon, his hands began to massage her breasts over her saree and the feeble murmurs of protests from mom’s lips were becoming less pronounced.

His hands were firm and he was slowly gaining control.

“Please…not here…”

“Why what is the problem?”

“This is the kitchen na, please let us”

“What is the problem in the kitchen or anywhere. You are so tasty that I can eat you right now..”

Vijay firmly turned mom to face him as he finished his sentence. To someone who was used to sex with the door and windows closed shut and all lights off in her bedroom alone, this was new and embarrassing. Here she was in daylight being in a kitchen felt by this man whom she was hoping to marry eventually. But she did not feel like saying no. It was as if she desired to be taken by him as he wanted.

[thewriter10]

As she faced him, mom was breathing hard. He lowered his lips to hers but instead of kissing her lips he licked them with his tongue wetting them in the process. Mom was literally shivering as it happened. The warmth of their bodies making it evident that both desired what was going on. He licked her lips and her chin this time wetting it with his saliva. The third time he brought his tongue to lick her lips, mom opened her mouth and let his tongue enter in. For the next ten minutes Vijay’s tongue played in her mouth as he explored her mouth. As he finally let go, his saliva had coated her lips. He was different, firm and demanding very different from her experience of sex so far. If she thought it was all then she was wrong. A few moments after breaking free from their kiss he firmly tugged at her saree

“Please,….not here…”

But he was not listening. His hands tugged at her saree that was tucked into her hips and removed it. He just threw it on the floor of the kitchen not even bothered where it fell. His hands then went to her blouse and he felt her breasts over the fabric but soon unhooked the blouse which exposed her breasts covered in a black bra.

“Take it off”

Mom responded to his firm voice removing her blouse. She looked for a few moment where she could put it and then decided it would be best on top of her saree and dropped it down. Vijay then moved lower kissing mom and licked his way into her navel.

Ahhhh mom moaned as she felt his tongue lick her. As he reached her navel he kissed repeatedly before spitting into her fleshy navel and licking and smearing his saliva all over her tummy. He was raw, not refined but mom did not feel like objecting. It was August and the humidity and the location, his kitchen made it seem odd and disgusting. She had imagined their first time to be on clean sheets in the bedroom probably after their wedding. But here she was in his kitchen while he was kneeling in front of her.

He yanked at the knot that held her petticoat and pulled it down revealing her panty and milky white thighs. But instead of kissing her anywhere he stood up. He unbuttoned his shirt and threw it on top of her saree on the floor and looked at mom’s breasts. Almost as if by cue her hands went to the back as she undid the clasp and removed her bra. Despite her age her 36c breasts did not sag much and Vijay lowered his mouth to suckle on her left breast like a hungry kid. He began to suck lick and nibble on her breast moving from left to right and then back again. In response, moms’ nipples rose gloriously, and her moans became more pronounced. After what seemed non-stop, Vijay stopped and got up. He held moms’ hand and walked out of the kitchen into the open courtyard in the middle of his home. Mom tried to cover her exposed breasts with her remaining hand but followed him into his bedroom.

[thewriter10]

Mom sat on the edge of the bed as Vijay stood in front of her. Her mind was swirling. What was happening. This was unexpected not merely due to the sex but the manner in which it was happening. She was so particular about doing things the right way. And this man had thrown everything out of the window. He had undressed her in his kitchen which was dingy and small, and her clothes were still lying there. And now there she was sitting in her panties unbuttoning his trousers and pulling it down. A strong musky odour wafted to her nostrils as she saw his underwear was wet with his precum. She pulled it down revealing a thick dick with a hairy base. It looked like a strong teak tree that grew out of a bushy base. Her hands slowly held his dick. No words were said as she slowly lowered herself to place a kiss right on the head in the process tasting his precum. She felt his hands on her head and instinctively opened her mouth letting him push his cock inside. For the next five minutes she sucked as he gently rocked fucking her mouth in the process. He then pulled out his cock glistening in her saliva and moved mom on to the bed. As she lay there, he yanked her panties off and threw it away. Lying between her legs he teased her by avoiding her bushy pussy and kissing and licking her inner thighs. As he continued his mom tried to push herself closer to him to indicate he should be licking her pussy. But every time this happened, he adjusted himself, so he was away from her pussy. This was making her mad with desire and desperate for Vijay to suck her.

Vijay then turned her and kissed over her butts and spread open her ass cheeks.

“Hey no, what are you doing”

The murmur of protest made him decide otherwise and he finally went to her wet pussy and inserted his middle finger followed by his index finger and began to finger her rhythmically. By now mom was least bothered about where she was and moaning aloud. Her juices were flowing freely. It has been four years since she had sex with a man and never had something so primal occurred in her life. As Vijay sensed an orgasm build, he withdrew his fingers again leaving mom frustrated. She looked at him with a sense on anger and lust while he continued to ignore her needs and play with her pussy as he pleased. Eventually he kissed her pussy and then placed his dick at the entrance and pushed in.

“Ahhhhh… “

Mom moaned aloud as her hands grasped the bed sheets and legs lifted up in response. Vijay was primal but he knew when to stop. He waited and let her get used to his size before pushing in further. He held her hips as he thrust in again with force.


“Arghhhhh” mom screamed as the pressure of his dick making her pussy give way made her eye pop out.

But he was not about to stop. He continued to ram her deeper and deeper as his cock entered to the hilt their public hairs meshed below every time, he drove his dick into her. Mom had given up and let him take complete control. He bent over and kissed her mouth as he briefly slowed but as she responded he rammed in again making her convulse as wave after wave of orgasm built up deep within her and got her body to shiver. Realising what had happened he held her tightly while controlling himself. As mom calmed down he pulled out and aiming his cock at her pussy her jerked himself and shot his cum in thick spurts all over her hairy pussy. Mom looked down as he cummed and watched in amazement. She saw him scoop some of the cum with his fingers and lie down on top of her. As he came close he brought his fingers to her mouth and pushed them in. In the process letting her taste his cum. He then collapsed on her and both lay there sweating and thoroughly satisfied. Mom looked at the ceiling for a few moments as the fan kept whirling above. Slowly everything seemed hazy as she drifted off the sleep.

[thewriter10]

It seemed an eternity when she opened her eyes and looked around. She was lying there and Vijay was fast asleep next to her she looked at him and smiled knowing he was going to be her husband in due course. She tried to get up and the burning sensation between her legs attested to the pounding she had received from him. She looked at the mirror in the room and caught a glimpse of her nude form her dishevelled hair and looked around for her panties. There it lay on the floor in a corner. She walked with a little discomfort and bent down and pick it. It was completely wet with her juices. No point wearing this she realised but atleast she would take it with her. As she slowly made her way to the courtyard in the middle of their home she looked around to see if anyone was there. Luckily no one was there and she continued to the kitchen where she picked up the different pieces of her clothes lying there. Gathering all of them together she went to the bathroom on the other side of the courtyard and began to wash herself. She literally smelt of Vijay all the sex and sweat that mixed between their bodies made her partly smell of him. She poured mug after mug wetting her body and gently applied soap. She finished up and dried herself. Taking her clothes she walked covered with just a towel into the bedroom. Vijay had woken up by now and smiled at her. Mom smiled back at him and started to wear her bra.

“Did you not find your panties?”

“I did but it is of now use now” mom giggled as she said this. Vijay got up and examined her panties and smiled.

“I can fix this for you”

He then opened the bureau that stood in his bedroom and pulled out a printed cotton panty from inside.

“These were my wife’s try them on they are washed and clean”

Mom hesitated for a bit then extended her hand to take them. She slowly slipped them on and smiled at him. She continued to dress herself up while he went and had a quick shower. He walked in nude to the bedroom and asked for the towel. Mom gave him the towel she had used and he dried himself and then began to get a fresh set of clothes for himself. In a few more minutes both were dressed. Vijay planted a kiss on her forehead and looking lovingly at her.

“You will be my wife”

Mom looked down feeling a bit shy at his emphatic statement.

He gently lifted her by her chin and made her look at him.

“ Meri biwi hain na (my wife aren’t you)”

“Hmmm” was the only response mom could muster.

“Can I give you something special?”

“What?”

“You should not say no, please”

“Ok I wont”

Vijay went back to the bureau and opened it. From inside he brought a small box and opened it.

“This is sindoor. A wife wears it and gets it from her husband in our custom”

“But I am not yet married to you isn’t it”

“After today aren’t we united in our hearts?”

His statement melted her and she was ready for the sindoor.

“OK then if you wish you can”

Vijay took some sindoor from the box and applied it on her forehead. He then hugged her and held her for a bit before letting go.

“Let me prepare something for lunch. What happened to the girls, its almost 2 pm now”

“I’ll check that” Vijay took his phone and rang it. He then texted and kept his phone away.

Fifteen minutes later, his daughters walked in. Both walked straight to the kitchen and wished mom.

“Hello maa, how are you?”

“Oh both of you re here. I was about to leave I came here and was waiting for both of you to come, I was getting bored just sitting here for you and watching some TV. Now go freshen up, I have brought food for both of you.”

"Sure maa, we will be back in a few mins." Mom laid out the food on a table that was there in the living room. As she walked back to the kitchen crossing the courtyard, Sheetal the eldest of the two walked out of the bathroom. She noticed the gentle limp with which mom walked. Well so the last few hours were anything but boring. Their plan worked beyond their expectations. Now to ensure that it keeps going ahead.

[thewriter10]

Sheetal lay in her bed that evening as she imagined what all would have happened when her dad and this new person who she was trying to ensure her dad got married to were alone. She had grown up hearing her mom’s screams and moans at different hours of the day and night. Initially she was worried that her mom was being hurt but as she grew she realised what was actually going on. Her dad was a man who was very virile and loved sex. After her mom passed away, he had grown depressed and quiet. That was till they made him get used to the idea of marrying again. Their dad’s older sister had convinced Sheetal and Ranjana her younger sister that it was their duty to make sure their dad married again. A few months back Sheetal had woken up at night and heard what sounded like her dad’s voice. She walked towards his room expecting him to be unwell but what she discovered through the opening in the window was her dad jerking his cock over her late mom’s panties. At least that solved the mystery of how her mom’s panties periodically appeared on the clothesline. Her aunts encouraging their brother to remarry only forced to convince her that it had to be done. So without her dad’s knowledge and with the approval of her aunt she set up a profile for him on a matrimony website. She managed to get a few pictures of him taken on her cell phone and added them as well. Along with it she managed to send likes to several women who she felt would be nice for her dad. Most did not reply. Some did but nothing much happened. A few did but after a few days nothing happened. She finally got her eldest aunt to have a chat with dad and convince him he needs to do this if not for him for his daughters. Finally, Vijay agreed. He would look at the profiles on his phone and click on the ones he liked. Sheetal would later draft emails to those profiles she saw her father clicked. In this way, she finally came across mom’s profile which her dad had liked and sent the standard email. A day later her inbox had a reply. Over the next week she began to write back, describing her dad, their family and what they looked for in a stepmother. Every email received a reply from this person and finally phone nos. were shared. This led to messages between her dad and mom. Slowly it became more frequent with messages being sent back and forth late into the night. Unlike me who did not interfere or find out what was going on, Sheetal was monitoring her dads’ messages periodically. She realised that things were going on well and they were exchanging more than just innocent messages. She was happy at how things were turning out. But the first meeting in a coffee shop was a failure from where she saw things. Her dad came back feeling mom was not really a good fit for her. She is from a rich well to do family, he remarked, and it took some persuasion on her part to make him continue to keep in touch. She liked mom and she was going to do what she could to ensure that she was her father’s second wife. She knew that if they met together alone, sparks would fly. And once that happened her dad would simply take over. Finally, she saw evidence that it had occurred. Now it was a matter of time before her dad married this woman and brought her home.

[thewriter10]

It had been two days since her unforgettable first visit to Vijay’s home. Initially mom was confused. How did she so readily agree to all that happened at his home? Was it lust, was it merely missing a man’s touch? Was it desire? Or was it this man? There were no clear answers except that a line had been crossed. She had gone silent and only replied if Vijay sent any messages. But he was being sweet and concerned, asking her if he could come and see her. Her son was at home and somewhere deep down she felt a bit of guilt for what happened. It was probably crazy, but she could not undo it. How would this go forward? Part of her wanted to get her son involved immediately and arrange for her wedding. Part of her wanted to wait. Eventually, she decided to take some more time before informing her son about her decision to go ahead with Vijay. For now, it was status quo- well at least in the eyes of her son. She had tried her best to engage him in the process, but he seemed happier playing a passive part and giving his mom control over how things went. Mom appreciated that even though a part of her wished he would take more interest and be with her by her side. At times she wondered if he was really ok with all that. Sons are naturally a bit possessive about their mothers. She was aware of this, but her son seemed different. Nevertheless, he had to be more involved soon. Her son was 28 and she also felt if she did not get married soon, it would be awkward trying to marry after her son. At times it looked as if things were all falling into place.

The phone buzzed and she smiled as she looked at her WhatsApp message. It was from Vijay. Mom replied and he replied. After an hour of constant messaging, Vijay told her he wanted to see her, and he could not wait. After a bit of dithering, mom agreed to meet him and asked him to come over to our flat. It was 10 pm and Vijay was insistent that all he wanted was to just see her in person for a few minutes. Mom tried her best to reason with him and in the end he convinced her to text her his address. He promised he would come and just see her for ten minutes and leave. The fact that, I was on work travel till the next day finally allowed her to give in to his demands. Deep down she also wanted to see him. She knew it would never end with ten mins and texted the address. She got up and brushed her hair tying it into a bun and looked at the mirror. She looked at herself in the mirror and debated if she should change her clothes. Finally she decided to just wear the nighty but knowing what would happen, she decided to give Vijay a small surprise. She went to her almirah and opened it, she smiled as she took his first wife’s panties which she wore when she came back from his house. She slipped them on and wondered what he would feel on seeing them on her again.

As Vijay looked at his phone, the address seemed remotely familiar. But he was not going to think of anything else, he had just got the address of the woman he desired, and he was not going to let anything come in between. He got dressed and started one of his cabs and went to the address. He realised where he was, this was the same apartment complex where Sandeep Sir lived. It had been several months since he was in contact or had met him. But it did present a challenge, what if he came across him. Anyways for now all that was secondary. He had a woman waiting for him and he was not going to let anything come between.

The guard opened the gate after confirming with the flat that they were expecting a cab. Vijay parked the cab in a corner switched it off and slowly made his way to the flat. While he had visited the apartments a few times, he would usually wait at the gate and Sandeep sir would come down and get into his cab. So, he was a bit clueless initially and it took him a few minutes before he found the right door and rang the bell.

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The door opened and he entered. It was dark and Mom did not put on any lights, primarily to ensure that none of the neighbours saw Vijay enter. She kept her finger of her lips indicating that he was to keep quiet and closed the door. Vijay dutifully remained as told and followed her into her bedroom. Once inside he let go and grabbed her to him. And kissed her mouth literally crushing her lips with his force. Even though she was expecting it, the sheer force took her by surprised but she responded by opening her mouth to his invading tongue. Mom was swept into his embrace as his strong arms as he cupped her face with his arms and kissed her passionately. Mom responded but letting her tongue freely roam around his tongue and occasionally into his mouth as she tasted him. Hi raw and manly odour was new for her but far from distracting her it was one of the sources of her newfound attraction to this man who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Vijay had not planned to make this trip and the moment mom said yes, he just jumped into a shirt and trouser that was hanging on the door and came over. Vijay was generally a well-kept hygienic man, but the mango showers of Delhi had just got over and this meant that unless an AC was on all the time, it was natural to sweat a lot. However, she wanted him to receive attention this time; far more than what she was able to give last time. As he slowly released her from the kiss, Mom’s hand went and rubbed the bulge that had formed over his trousers. This was so unlike her but this man had changed her a bit with what happened last time at his place. She continued to rub his bulge as Vijay enjoyed the attention he was receiving. Mom sat on the bed and undid his trousers letting it fall to the ground. Soon his underwear followed suit and few inches away from her face was his cock. Surrounded by his thick pubic hair, his cock stood out hard and ready. Both in girth and length he was way bigger than her previous husband. She managed to kiss the cock head, covered with the foreskin. "Ah... yesss" Vijay moaned as he shivered at this moment, feeling the beautiful lips of his dream lady on his cock. Mom took her tongue out and flickered on the cock head, driving him crazy. She could taste his pre-cum as well as the faint salty flavour of sweat mixed with drops of his pee. But she was determined to give him the time of his life and these factors did not distract her very much. Mom took the head between her lips again and slowly moved the foreskin back, exposing Vijay’s big, purple mushroom. It was flooded with pre-cum. Mom elegantly took the pre-cum drops on tip of her tongue and looked up at Vijay before sucking it. The cock was still gaining size as mom continued to lick it. It was around 7-8 inches in length, and with amazing girth. No wonder she was sore after their first time. Mom tried to wrap her fingers around it and realized her fate. Mom opened her mouth and managed to take just the head in. Vijay adjusted himself with one leg on the cot and one on the floor and started pushing her down. Her beautiful hands resting on his hairy thighs. He pushed her further down and there was silence for a few seconds.

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Vijay let go as Mom gasped and pulled his cock out now glistening with mom’s saliva. He held moms face and kissed her mouth in a loving manner a few quick soft kisses on her lips and some teasing licks with his tongue. As he looked down, moms’ mouth was partially open and he gave her a wet kiss again in the process swapping some saliva as well. He then pulled her nighty over her head and dropped it on the floor. It was then he discovered that she was wearing his former wife’s panties. The sight delighted him and made me more confident that this was going to be his future wife. He stood there and brought his cock closer to her lips again. Mom realised he wanted more of it and kissed the underside of his cock. She was doing things which she had never done in her life so far but it was as if Vijay had released her dark desires that lay hidden deep within her. Her tongue drew a wet line wo to his balls. For a moment she hesitated not knowing what to do.

“Use your spit on my balls” he firmly told her, and she responded by spitting on his balls and using her tongue to spread it all over his balls. The strong taste of sweat did not deter her as he used his hands to lift his balls up giving her free access to under it and she continued to kiss and lick under it. He then knelt down and kissed her feet sucking on her toes. Mom was not used to all this, and she was filled with both amazement and surprise at all that was happening right there. Soft moans escaped her mouth as he gently nibbled on her toes. He made her lie down on the bed and pulled her panties off with force that he almost tore it. But he did not care the panties lay on the floor and he joined her on the bed. Lying on top of her he entered her. This time it was slightly easier than the first time but still it took some effort for him to enter her. Mom spread her legs apart to ease his entry, but his girth made it not an easy task. A final push eventually got him fully inside as he pinned her to the bed and looked at her for a few moments. He began to slowly thrust in and out and soon gathered pace.

“Ahhh Vijayyy…ahhhhhh…ooooooooo, ahhhhh” her moans indicated she was nearing her climax and her pussy was responding by clenching around his thick dick buried deep in her. In response, he increased the pace and, in a few moments, he began to shoot his seed deep into her as she shivered in response to the orgasm that made her shudder. They lay there like that for a few minutes before he slowly got up from her and lay by her side.

Sheetal had noticed her dad start his car and leave. She was suspecting that he was going to meet Mom and hoped he would take it slow and not try everything he and her mother had been up to. Dad please go slow don’t chase her away with your wild animal instincts. Keep them for after your marriage. Don’t blow this. She earnestly wished as she drifted to sleep.

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I returned from my work trip after a few days and Mom was happy to see me and welcomed me with a hug and a kiss.

“How was your trip?”

“It was good maa. What about you? Hope you were not bored sitting at home.”

“No, I am fine. Do you need to go to office today?

“Yes maa. I need to go may be a little late but I have few meetings to attend”

“Oh ok then I will get breakfast ready for you”

I had a shower and got ready for office. When I came out mom had arranged the table and sat next to me while I had hot dosas that she had prepared.”

“Hmmm, so tasty”

“Glad you like it, we must find a good girl for you to marry so she can take good care of you”

“Why the hurry, I am just 28. Atleast two more years before I will settle down”

“Well I think that’s too long. We must not delay things like this.”

“Ok we will talk about it later.”

As I was leaving home, mom came to the door and smiled at me.

“Come home early if you can. I want to talk to you about something”

“Oh what is it?”

“Well come early and we will talk.”

I left home and reached office and checked my email for anything from my boss. Nothing so far. The office boy came in with a hot cup of coffee and I sipped on it while I browsed through my phone. As I opened my Whatsapp, I saw a few messages and read them one by one. Finally I came to a message from Mom that she had sent a few minutes ago.

“Sandeep, I like someone and he likes me too. I hope you will like him as well”

Ah this was news, who was this? Was it someone she was talking to from the matrimonial site or was it someone else. I replied back to her

“Tell me who is it”

Within seconds moms was online and replying.

“The same person who I told you about”

“Which person?”

“Oh my busy absent minded baby, the one who contacted me from the matrimonial site”

“Oh ok”

“Did you not check the profile I forwarded to you.”

I could not answer a yes or a no. I remembered her sending me an email and I had just looked at the brief details. He was based out of Delhi and was a widower with two kids. That was all I remembered.

“If you have not checked then you better check it before you come home”

Curiosity slowly got the better of me and I got hold of her email. She had also sent her user id and password so I logged into the website and looked at his profile. He had a small business and two daughters I read. By then I got a call from my boss and got occupied. Soon my first meeting of the day came by and I was busy. Around 11 am I had messages on my phone including moms.

“Did you check or are you not interested. Tell me the truth”

“I checked and read his profile, seems ok. But could not find his picture or anything on it. We can talk in the evening today without fail.”

I kept my phone down and went for my second meeting of the day. When I came back to my cabin I took my phone to check for messages. Mom had sent me a message and I opened it.

“He is a nice guy” Following that was his picture and my eyes popped out. What is this….
There was no mistaking the picture, it was Vijay Singh my former driver. What on earth is going on. I dropped my phone on my desk and sat back on my chair. Not it can’t be. How can my mom be in a relationship with a man who till some months ago was driving me around and addressed me as Sir. My hands were shivering as I picked up my phone again.
I opened the Whatsapp message again and read it. She had sent another message.

“No reaction?”

Oh my God, what on earth had happened? My colleague walked in to my cabin and noticed me all pale and slumped in my chair

“Hey. Are you okay?”

“Ah yes I , I am fine.”

“You don’t look fine. What is wrong?”

“I, I I have a headache”

“Man are you sure. This seems more than just a headache”

“Ah it’s a severe headache man”

“Well why don’t you get a strong cup of coffee.”

He went out of my cabin as I was trying to fight back my tears of confusion and returned with a cup of coffee.

“Drink it you will feel better.”

It took me some effort to gulp down the coffee. The entire world seemed to be spinning. What on earth. My mom likes Vijay Singh. How is this possible!

I had one more meeting to attend and there was no way to avoid it. I sat through it absent mindely and my boss who noticed it asked me to stay back in the conference room after the meeting.

“Dude, are you ok?”

“Yes boss, I am ok. Just got a headache.”

“Well then take a day off and rest. You seem pale and lost”

“No its ok boss, I have some work to finish.”

“Work can wait, I insist you take the day off and if need be tomorrow as well and rest.”

I did not answer but made a pale effort to get up gather my papers and leave. I did not want to go home. Not with the knowledge of what was going on in Mom’s life. No, no, no. An hour later I calmed down. Maybe she had spoken to him a few times and found him to be a nice chap. I will go back and tell her who he was and I was fairly confident she would decline him and would continue to look for other proposals. I felt guilty as well. She had repeatedly asked me to look at profiles she had forwarded and tell me what I felt. If only I had taken that more seriously. I gathered everything and slowly made my way to the car park. I sat in the car for a long time not knowing what to do. Finally, after about twenty minutes, I started my car and began driving back home slowly. I had left early and ironically; the traffic was a breeze and I was near our apartment earlier than expected. I waited out for some time and then finally made my way resolving that I would talk her out of this, and she would see sense in what I was about to share with her. How on earth could she live with him as his wife. No, I was not going to allow it and I was feeling somewhat confident that if I put my foot down she would listen. For the first time in my life I cursed Vijay Singh

“Bastard, you want to marry my mother. That is not going to happen. Go find yourself someone from your own background.” I muttered as I parked my car and made my way to the elevator.

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I went home and mom opened the door with a smile.

“I have a headache maa, so I am going to lie down”

“Oh, what happened. You were okay when you left this morning for work!”

“Yes but things happen at work. Let me just rest I’ll sleep for an hour and will be fine”

“Shall I make you some tea?”

“Nothing, I said I want to rest so leave me alone, please”

She moved aside as I rushed into my room and banged the door behind me and lay on my bed. How was I going to handle this? I lay there looking at the ceiling. Tears started to well up and I cried for a bit. Slowly the world seemed to shut out and I dozed off into sleep.

It would have been a good two hours before I woke up.

“What a jerk you are?” I thought to myself and got up when I opened my door I did not see maa in the living room. There was silence all around.

I went and showered letting the hot water flow all down my body and stood there. A mixture of anger, worry and some sense of humiliation filled my head. After a long shower I finally emerged out of my room. I could hear some noise in the kitchen and went there. Maa was brewing tea and soon she poured it out in a cup and held it for me.

“Drink it it will help with your headache”

I took the tea and gulped it down and kept the mug on the kitchen sink and walked off.

She came and sat on the sofa opposite mine and remained there for a few minutes in silence.

“At least tell me what is bothering you. I am your mother. I can’t see you like this”

I continued to remain silent. And I could see her crying in silence. As her sobs grew she got up and left to go back into the kitchen and prepare dinner. I wanted to tell her everything but how to start. I was at a loss for words. After dinner she cleaned up the table and went to her room. I browsed through channels aimlessly for about an hour and finally picked up the courage to go and see her. She was lying in her bed with the lights off.

“Maa, are you asleep?”

“No, I am not”

“Can I come in?

“Yes come in.”

I switched on the light and sat next to her on the bed.

“I am sorry I behaved badly with you today”

“Its ok I can understand your work pressure must be the reason”

“No, it was not that”

“Then?

“Well, maa…”

“Yes tell me what is bothering you”

“It was…”

“It was…common tell me what it is?”

“It was the profile that you had sent me.”

Maa got up now and sat on the bed

“What about it. Tell me what about it?”

“I… I know the person”

“Oh how come?”

“Well he was … I mean, I know him.”

“Really how come, did you go and meet him?”

“No, not today”

“Then? How do you know him. Tell me please stop this hide and seek”

“He was…well he was my driver. Vijay Singh was the guy who used to work as my driver”

On hearing this maa reacted with surprise. But there was no anger or disgust which I was expecting to see on her face.

“Maa, are you seriously interested in a man who worked for me and called me Sir?”

By then maa seemed to have gathered herself and sat straight up with her back to the wall.

“So let me understand this. You are upset that I like someone who worked as your driver.”

“Well yes…”

“And what are your reasons?”

“Reasons what more do I need?”

“Well, there must be some reason for you to feel upset, I want to hear that.”

“What do you mean?”

“I am asking you something straightforward. Since you know Vijay so well. Tell me a few reasons why you think he is not fit to marry a woman like me.”

“I don’t care if he marries anyone”

“Then?”

“But not you!” I was almost about to scream but I realised the tables had turned and mom was in control of the conversation while I was getting all upset.

“So are you feeling I am not good enough for him”

“No, no, no.”

“Then?”

“But how can you marry someone who worked for me?”

“Ah now I get it. You feel it is below your dignity. Am I right?”

“What is below my dignity?”

“That your mom fell in love with a man who worked for you. Because you were his boss, because you were the clever, rich guy in this equation.”

“Dignity my foot.”

“Please don’t talk to me with that tone Sandeep, I am your mom and I am not dependent on you for living.”

Things were getting out of hand, this was not how Sandeep had planned the conversation but it was already out of hand. He made one last attempt to rescue it and turn the direction.

“Mom how will you even live with him. If you see his house then you will not be talking like this”

“For your information, I have seen his house.”

“What!!!!”

“Yes and I did not find anything so bad with it.”

“How on earth did you see his house. Wait you went to his house?”

“Does it matter. In your eyes he is some lower human being so even if he lives in a palace you will think the same.”

I just can’t believe this.

“Leave it, Sandeep now I am having a headache, can you please let me sleep in peace?”

I looked at her with an earnest desire to make her see my point of view. To be on my side but it was not working.

Mom got up from the bed and got herself a glass of water. When she returned I was still there.

“Go and sleep. I need to sleep as well.”

“Fine do as you want”
“And I don’t understand this, when I kept asking you again and again if you had any comments on this profile you kept saying go ahead, go ahead and when I did what you said you are picking up such a fight.”

Those words pierced deep. She was right and I had forfeited my right to say no precisely due to what I said.

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That night, both mom and son hardly slept. But were disturbed but it was something that they were not ready to face. Sandeep could not bring himself to accept the fact that his mom was probably in love with Vijay. What hurt him more was the fact that she seemed to put his feelings secondary to Vijay. How could she do that. He was her son and Vijay was someone she knew for a few weeks. Surely, she could forget him for his sake. What would everyone think of him. His circle of friends, well even their families. Yes, that would be worse, right. Suddenly, an idea dawned on him. He would enlist the support of his aunt in this. She would understand it and with her on his side, he was sure that his mom would see sense and drop this. There are thousands of better men out there and she could easily find someone who was better. Yes, that is what he would do as soon as he woke up. He would call his aunt tell her everything that happened and ask her to put some sense into his mom. Ah, may be that will work. This gave him some relief and he tried to sleep with this thought in his mind. His protective instincts as a son simply did not allow him to think of anything else. Vijay was not a bad man, but he was not the right man. His mom, if she remarried, had to be with someone who would take care of her and make her happy. Vijay could not do that. What Sandeep did not accept was the fact that he felt a tinge of jealousy that his mom suddenly had another man in her life and he was not ready for it. The whole thing was so confusing for him. Why did she go to his house? What happened there? For a moment, he wondered about it and every possibility flashed through his mind. Suddenly, a vague image of his mom in Vijay’s arms smiling at looking at Sandeep came to his mind. No, no that is not going to be possible. He slept fitfully as he struggled with multiple emotions that kept rising from deep within him.

Maa on the other hand was angry than anything else. She did not want to marry again and everyone including her son kept pushing her to it. Everyone spoke as if it was her choice and she had the freedom to choose. Now when something happened, her son was acting so strange. He was not even willing to sit and ask her opinion. He was not even wiling to tell her in a calm manner his objections. It was as if she was in love with a murderer and he had to stop it by any means. There was not even a question about what she wanted. That upset her. And she had given her heart to Vijay. At the same time, the knowledge about who Vijay was and his previous relationship to her son disturbed her a bit. She could understand at some level the anger her son felt. But what was she to do? Just act as if nothing had happened and forget everything? Just forget the man who had made love to her and she had willingly given herself to? As she thought about all this, the image of Vijay holding her flashed across her mind and it strangely gave her some comfort. Part of her wished to run away somewhere with Vijay and not be seen by anyone. But wishes were what they were- just wishes. The reality was she could not completely ignore her son’s wishes too. But did that mean she had to ignore her own wishes and desires? And what was Vijay’s mistake? That he was born poor? Or that he belonged to a different caste? Or was it simply that he had worked for her son for some time as a driver? The more she thought about it, her son’s stand made less sense. Tears welled up as the happiness she thought was available to her now seemed difficult to attain.

Next morning, Sandeep woke up late. He decided to take a day off from work but did not feel like staying at home. He wanted to go somewhere and think about what had happened and also speak with his aunt. He got ready dressed up and came out. He walked out and saw breakfast was on the table. But he did not eat anything and walked out of the door slamming it loudly, so his mom knew he had left. As she heard the door being shut, maa got up from her bed and came to the hall. The food had not been touched. She expected it but hoped her son had calmed during the night. His behaviour was actually pushing her further away from him. If only he had been more reasonable, she would have been more open to his views. But this was distressing her, and she had no one to turn to except Vijay. He had been constantly messaging her and she had sent him just a one-line message in the morning.

“I am ok. I will call you without fail today. Pakka.”

She now sat on the sofa and thought about it. She had to choose, was it her son and his demands or her desire for love and companionship? The motherly instinct said she had to reach out and protect her son and his feelings. She took her phone and texted a message to her son.

“Baby, please come back. Let us talk about everything. Come back”

She waited for a reply, an hour, two hours yet no reply. She just threw the phone and lay down. Why is he behaving like this? If he wants me to listen to him can’t he at least understand that I am as broken and confused as he is. And if he won’t give me some affection than what am I supposed to do? Finally, she called her best friend Mala. Mala knew some details about Vijay. Just the basics and that she liked him and was happy. She had been her confidante for many years. She picked up her phone and dialled Mala’s number.

“Hello, Mala. Are you busy?”

“Hi just finishing up some work at home. Why? Maa broke down and started to sob.

“Hey why are you crying? What happened? Tell me please?”

Maa continued to cry.

“Listen you need to calm down and tell me what happened? Did something go wrong with Vijay.”

“Sort of”

“Sort of means.. did he hurt you in anyway? What happened?”

“No, not him”

“Then who?”

“Sandeep”

“What, why?

Over the next 20 mins maa related everything that had happened to Mala who heard her patiently.

“Listen sweetheart, he is reacting like an immature kid”

“I know, the thing is he wont even talk properly to me. He wont eat properly. I am worried about him”

“We mothers are like that darling but your son is not worried about you I am realising. If he did he would have..”

“He would have what?”

“Well, tell me this, did he ask you what you really wanted?”

“No, not once”

“That’s what, these men I tell you. They are all selfish.”

“Not all men. Vijay has been very worried that I am not replying to his texts or taking his calls. And he knows me for some weeks. Sandeep, I am his mother. And look at him.”

Mala let maa vent out her frustrations and then spoke.

“Look, at least now you need to think of your happiness. You are not a twenty-five year old girl. Damn it twenty-five year olds will decide in favour of their happiness and look at you.”

“What do you want me to do, I can’t ignore my son.”

“Now listen to me and stop crying.”

“Ok, ill try”

“Stop or else I wont talk.”

Maa wiped her tears and took a deep breath.

“Yes Mala tell me.”

“Well, how long do you think Sandeep is going to be with you.”

“What do you meant?”

“I mean he is going to find a woman and settle down with her sooner or later right?

“I hope so”

“Not hope so, that is what will happen in a year or too. If not sooner.”

“So what is your point?”

“My point is, after that where do you stand?”

“Huh, I will be his mother whatever happens, isn’t it”

“Exactly, and he will be your son whatever be your decision. If you like this man very much, then don’t let his childish rants stop you”

“Are you sure?”

“Certainly. He is not going to be like this in a few days. And if he sees you happy with Vijay, he will eventually be happy about your decision too.”

“Oh, you think so?”

“Of course. Now be a nice girl and give your Vijay a call and talk to him. And anytime you are confused call me”

“Ok, thanks a lot.”

As soon as Mala hung the phone, maa went and had a shower. She then called Vijay who was very concerned why she had gone silent. After she assured him, she was fine, he wanted to know if he could meet her. She wanted to say no but her loneliness was overpowering her rationale mind. She told him she would meet him and asked him to come and pick her up in an hour. Maa showered dressed up and went down to the entrance of the apartments, she kept walking till she reached the main road and waited there. In five minutes Vijay came there and she got into his car.

“Where do you want to go?

“Anywhere Vijay, I have two hours and we can go anywhere”

“My home or should we just go for a drive?”

“No drive”

Vijay did not ask anything. He turned his car and drove towards his home. In fifteen minutes, they were inside his home. He latched the main door from inside and sat on the sofa by maa’s side. Something was bothering her. But he knew it was best for her to bring it up. After a few moments of silence, he gently placed his hand on her left hand and held it. Their fingers enmeshed into each other slowly he turned her to face him and placed a kiss on her forehead.

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Maa, wanted to tell Vijay what had happened. The purpose of meeting him was to explain what she came to know and tell him her situation. But the moment he held her in his hands, she began to melt. What was it about this man that made her forget everything she wondered? This was not the plan, but nothing went according to plan for the last few days and today was no different. By the time she had finished with her thoughts, Vijay had freed her from her saree and was unhooking her blouse, it did not take him much time and she did not resist him either. One by one the clothes came off- blouse, bra, her petticoat they all took their place on the floor right next to each other. She lay there as he kissed her and began to lick her nipples. By now she wanted him to have her, nothing else and in this giving, she seemed to receive something that she herself could not figure out yet. Life is so unpredictable. When she became a widow, she thought no other man would enter her life and here was Vijay entering her in more than one way. As her hands grabbed his hair, Vijay began to suck hard at her breasts. He used his mouth first, then alternated with his tongue and mouth to stimulate her breasts and finally his teeth nibbled on her breasts gently at first but getting rougher with every passing minute.

“Arggh, ahhhh, you are killing me”

“Stop?”

“No, never”

Vijay squeezed her breasts in his hands tight and released them. He licked her tummy and kissing down her thighs. Kisses and nibbles continued all the way to her toes which he sucked one after another. He alternated between a tender lover who was soft and sensuous and a hardcore man who assaulted her body and took parts of it as his own. She had begun to love both. She was a soft sensual woman who was particular about so many things. She had built her life around it. Vijay did not have half of them. Whenever they finished making love, she literally smelt of him, his body odour was so strong that she had to wash herself to get rid of it. At times she did not even want to do that. This was so strange. Another strange thing was how Vijay hesitated to remove her panty. It was she who had to do it. It was a sign of him desiring her to give the sign that she wanted him. That she was keen on this, that the sex was desired. As he came up besides her, maa knew it was time to take her panties off. They were soaking wet with her juices. The first time she was ashamed when he saw it. Not today, she was glad that she could show how much she desired him and was glad she could push her panties off and show him the glistening hairs around her pussy.

[thewriter10]

Sheetal was wondering how things had changed in the last several months. When she grew up it was common to hear sounds at night. Initially she was wondering what they were. Given the way their house was built, her room was right by the side of her parents’ room. After a certain age her mom made sure she slept by herself in her room. But the walls were thin and the rooms were adjacent. It all started with a night when she woke up thirsty and decided to go and get herself some water. The sounds that she heard initially confused her. Then curiosity took over and killed the cat and a lot more as they say. She had her first visual of her mom and dad making out and transformed into two different individuals. What on earth was this. It was one of the first incidents that propelled her move from innocence to knowing more about the truths of life. For some days she was wondering what had really happened. Slowly she understood what was going on and the shame and embarrassment she felt in the first few days melted away. Her dad and mom were good lovers, she said to herself and both are lucky. Teenage discussions with friends eventually made her realise that this was the case with everyone. And everyone’s moms and dads did all this.

Then her mom fell ill and slowly she began to take on her responsibilities more and more, except one of course. Before her mom passed away, she had told Sheetal to make sure her dad did not remain single and alone for long. She promised her mom that she would do whatever she could to make sure her dad remarried. Vijay’s wife knew that there was no way her husband would remain single after her death. It was better he was remarried and had someone to take care of him and fulfil his needs and kinks. He would otherwise begin to start looking at other women who were potentially attracted to him. She knew that some of her neighbours would not mind an occasional fling with her husband. But as the father of two girls, he was expected to show more responsible behaviour. Sheetal knew that two months after her mom’s death, her dad was already having sex with their aunt. She was not bothered about the fact that her dad was screwing her aunt who was married. She was more concerned about the consequences if their family found out. Life can be tough for women even though men are far more responsible for all the nonsense that goes on. Our society will find it easier to pin the blame on her aunt and punish her than to do the same against her dad. Sometimes it angered her that this was the way things were. But well born in a Haryanvi jat family, she knew her way to power and position was not through rebelling but by using her skills in a different manner. And she was feeling comfortable that the match she found for her dad on the matrimonial website seemed to be working well. A few more weeks, may be a month or two and then she would tell her dad to go ahead and propose marriage. Something made her feel reassured about this woman. She was not just a good fit sexually for her dad, but she seemed to be someone who would take the place of a mother and wife so well. Her thoughts made her smile as she opened the front door to her home and enter. The groans made her realise that two individuals were busy having sex. One was her dad. Who was the woman? Was it her aunt who had come again to get her needs fulfilled from her dad? Or was it someone else? She really hoped it was not her aunt. That could become a serious problem and act as a barrier to her dad and this new person really getting together. Why is my father so crazy? Can’t he just wait for a few weeks? Will he blow this off with his uncontrollable lust? She decided to find out and if it was her aunt, she was going to have a chat with her later. Sheetal was clear that her aunt had to go out of the way and if need be, she was going to tell her exactly that and even warn her that any further indiscretions would mean that she would be reported to her husband and others. Determined to do this, she walked towards the room from where the sounds came and slowly looked in through the gap in the windows. She saw her dad and the person who he had met through the matrimonial profile.

“Oh my God, its them”

Sheetal moved away, but the image was imprinted in her mind so vividly. They were in the doggy position her dad fucking her with slow deep strokes while holding her by the hip and the face of his lover a mixture of pleasure and pain. Her hair was all undone and she was groaning at the onslaught she received from Vijay. Sheetal was relieved it was not her aunt. In fact, she even was smiling that this was going so well. She decided to go to the kitchen quietly and brew some tea. From what she saw, both would be exhausted soon. And what better than a hot cup of adrak chai to get them both refreshed.

[thewriter10]

Both Vijay and Sandeep’s maa realised that someone was in the house. It distracted both of them for a few moments

“Is someone here?

“Don’t worry no one can come in”

“But …”

“It must be Sheetal and she will go to her room and study”

“Oh…are you sure it is ok?”

At this Vijay leaned from behind and kissed Sandeep’s maa on her neck and gently caressed her breasts with his hands.

“Ofcourse, jaan it is. You are going to become my wife and her mom soon. It is perfectly ok”

His words seem to reassure her. He was confident things were all on the right track. May be he would not mind it when she revealed what she knew. Maybe he will find a way to assuage her son’s feelings. May be it will all fall in place, just as it felt so right to be with him like this and give herself to him. Even before she could complete her thoughts she felt his thick dick head rub against her pussy and enter her as Vijay push in with force

“Ahhhhh….slowly please”

“Stop complaining, you like it and the way you are reacting it is clear to me.”

Over time Vijay was slowly growing more confident with her. The first time they had sex he was receptive to her suggestions or even her requests to go slow or stop. Not now. He was just expecting her to follow his lead. Even the way he occasional used bad words while fucking did not put her off. It was all so new. From a few occasional sexual trysts with her husband now she was experiencing raw sexual power with this man. Well, she had no complaints, in fact she was beginning to enjoy this new style of having sex. It was passionate, raw and so intense.

Vijay began pounding her from behind. And while her wet pussy willingly let his thick and hard dick enter into the depths, each thrust made her moan aloud. She could feel her orgasm slowly start to build. As he pounded her pussy Vijay occasionally slapped her butt which slowly turned red with all that he was doing. He was happy with how their sexual connection was growing. She was becoming more and more open to his desires and sexual preferences and that was a good thing. He took his right hand and sucked his index finger wetting it with his saliva and as he continued to pound her, he let his wet index finger rub on her asshole.

“Argghhhh”

She could feel his fingertip slowly enter in but he pulled it out. Curious as to what he was doing she turned her head around as much as she could and saw him suck his finger like a kid sucking on a candy bar. Far from disgusting her, the act got her curious and even more turned on.

“This man has so many different things to try out during sex. His wife was a lucky woman”

“Arrrgghhh.. what are you…”

“Just relax and learn to enjoy new things”

By now Vijay had applied more pressure on his index finger which was half way in her butt. With his free hand he held her down to prevent her from stopping what he had in mind. In that position he began to fuck her while his finger probed her butt.

“Hey bhagwan, I am ….”

Before she could finish the sentence, she began to shiver and the orgasm hit her deep within. Vijay pull out his finger and held her firmly down by her hip. He could see her hands literally dig deep into the bed and as she slowly calmed down he increased his pace and fucked her. He reached his nirvana within a short time and shot his hot seed deep into her pussy. Once he pulled out he scooped a bit of his cum that was mixed with her juices and rubbed it over her asshole even pushing some of it in. He then lay down besides her drenched in sweat and looked at the ceiling. Within a few minutes he felt her nuzzle him and she placed her head on his chest and hugged him. He continued to look at the ceiling but held her with his left arm.

[thewriter10]

As she lay there, she slowly gathered herself to tell Vijay what she knew about his previous relationship with her son. As she lifted her head Vijay in a swift move turned to her and kissed her lips.

“Uffff, you never get satisfied or what?”

“Ah is that a compliment or a complaint?”

“Well take it as your wish to dear” maa was giggling as she completed the sentence.

“Well then I will take it as a compliment”

“You are very confident, I must say. And…”

“And what?”

“Nothing…”

“Huh what happened?”

“Arre, nothing really”

“Bolo na, what is it”

“Well your wife was a lucky woman”

“Do you want to share in that luck?”

“Ofcourse, I do”

As she finished her sentence, their lips moved closer for yet another kiss that was warmth slow and passionate. Eyes closed she let her tongue slowly explore his mouth as she lay over him. It was as if they were getting ready to start all over again. The ringing of an alarm she had set on her mobile distracted her. It reminded her that she had another world. Something which was her present but probably not her future. However, the present had to be attended to. She broke free from Vijay and picked up her clothes. As she walked into the courtyard and made her way to the bathroom on the other side, she sensed Sheetal in the kitchen seeing her walk literally nude. Normally she would have felt dirty and terrible but somehow she managed to continue walking at the same pace without feeling bad. Once in she showered and dressed up. She came back to Vijay’s bedroom and tied her hair. A mild sense of discomfort was growing within her at the presence of Sheetal in the house. What would she think of me- probably a bad woman, a whore what else will she think? That thought worried her.

As she walked out, Vijay who finished a quick shower dressed up and joined her. Both of them sat in the living room and Sheetal walked in with two cups of hot tea. She served her dad and then turned to Sandeep’s maa and offered the plate to her.

“Have some tea maa”

Hearing the world maa changed everything. It made her feel she belonged there. A small tear flowed down her cheek. Sheetal with one sentence calmed her down and gave her the confidence she required. As she finished her tea, she picked up the two cups and walked into the kitchen as if she belonged to that home. She washed the cups despite Sheetal saying no. Sandeep’s maa was slowly no longer his maa. And she felt her motherly instinct grow for Sheetal. She gave her a hug and left their home. It was all falling in place. Or so she thought.

[thewriter10]

Sandeep called up his aunt and had a long conversation. He told her what had happened and how his mom seems to like the guy who was working for him and how she is not willing to change her mind. His aunt heard him patiently and noted his concerns. But her response was not what he expected. She asked him his concerns about the relationship and all he could come up with was that Vijay was his driver. To her this was not adequate to stop the relationship that had blossomed. And this made him even more frustrated. He had placed a lot of hope on being able to get her on his side and convince his mom to drop her plans.

“What is your real concern Sandeep?”

“Real, what do you mean byt this question?”

“I mean, what are you really worried about?”

“Look how will she live as his wife?”

“Why? Is he not a normal man? Do you think he is a bad person?”

“Not bad but..”

“But what? Try to be a bit objective. Do you have any reason to think he is a man with bad habits or any negative character defects?”

Sandeep was silent for a bit. His mind tried to look for anything that he could provide as concrete

“He wont be able to keep mom happy”

“Ok that is a good reason now tell me why you feel so”

“I mean he is from..”

“From?”

“He is from a poor family and a different culture and well she will have to really adjust to a very different way of life.”

“Hmmm, did you at any time place these as conditions for her when she began looking to remarry?”

“Well, not really?

“Why?”

“I don’t know? I thought she will find someone suitable!”

“And you are yet to give me any real reason to show this man is not suitable. Plus Sandeep who needs to decide that, you or your mom?”

Sandeep was crestfallen, he knew where the conversation was heading and he did not like it.

“Can I tell you something my beloved nephew?”

“Yes, aunty tell me.”

“I can understand the confusion you are feeling. But I think it is more of over protective behaviour which I feel is not really required. You cant cage her beta. You need to let her be free as a woman to make her choices and give her that space”

“Oh...”

“If she has not found him unsuitable, then it is really not your place to say that.”

“Do you think you will feel ashamed that your mom married him?”

“I don’t know”

“I think the answer is yes. Someone who worked for you, now taking over the place of your stepdad can be difficult to accept. But life is not about easy choices. I would suggest you let your maa take decisions about her life and not act like a supervisor of her personal life. And don’t forget, whether she married him or remainder single, nothing will change her relationship with you. Infact, if you are more supportive, she might see your point clearly than resist it which is what I think is happening now.”

“Ok, if you say so.”

“I will also talk to her and see what she thinks, I will try to explain your feelings to her. But it is best if we allow her the freedom to choose.”

“Ok, and will you let me know how the discussion goes?”

“Ofcourse, I will. You take care of yourself and don’t worry too much. Your mom is a mature grown up woman. She will not do something silly.”

“Ok thank you so much aunty”

Sandeep could feel everything slip away from his well laid out plans. As he finished the call, he walked over to a nearby shop and bought a cup of tea and a cigarette that he puffed away.

Mala, was worried when the conversation with her nephew got over. Her worry was more about her nephew but she could understand him. And his attitude was making her sister grow defensive as well. She decided to text her sister

“Hi, call me, wanna talk to you when you are free”

Once she texted her sister, she sat back on the chair and wondered what she was going to say to her sister. Actually, there was nothing much. She knew that her sister was fond of this man and she had told her all about it. Even before Sandeep’s call she knew what was going on and wondered if it was Oedipus complex that was rearing its head in her nephew. But whatever it was she realised there was little that he could do. Her focus was now on softening the blow on her nephew and getting him to accept this relationship and the impending marriage that was bound to happen.

[thewriter10]

When Sandeep reached his home it was already evening, as soon as she heard the door open, his mom got up out of bed. She had a long conversation with her sister who asked her to be a bit more gentle with her son and to try and win him over. After a long conversation, she understood that it was the best way forward and she would try her best. She got up and walked to the kitchen. Her pussy tingled even now with the pounding it had received and she felt a gentle raw sensation in her butt where Vijay had rubbed and inserted his finger in. She knew once married he would take her anal virginity and it was again a matter of time. Drowned in her thoughts, she boiled the water and accidentally splashed it on her hand while trying to make tea for her son. Hearing her scream, Sandeep came to the kitchen and took her hand and blew cold air over it. He quickly went to his room and got a small tube of Burnol and applied it.

"You should be careful"

His mom looked at him with a loving smile and held both her arms out. Sandeep with a bit of hesitation finally embraced her and they held each other for a few minutes.

"I know you care for me and love me a lot. I was being stupid in the way I behaved with you."

There was silence and no words were spoken by both.

"Look beta, if you are going to be unhappy there is no point in me insisting on anything. But only one request. If your decision is the same, I will respect it. After all you are my son. But I will go back. I wont stay in Delhi. Hope you will allow that happily."

Sandeep wanted to say yes thats ok you can go back. But something made him hesitate. He wanted to say it in a different way. But could not."

"I was only concerned about you. Nothing else". And to his surprise the next few words came out of his mouth in the understanding that probably his mom would be leaving Delhi and slowly everything would be like before.

"He is not a bad guy or anything. He is a nice chap."

His mom hugged him tighter

"Thank you for saying that"

It was only a few minutes later he realised he had literally given an indirect approval of his moms relationship. He wondered what was going on with him Did he secretly also approve of it? He was not sure. A faint voice inside him kept saying go and explain what you really meant. But he ignored it and let it pass. Why he did not know. May be all of this was exhausting and he had given up after his talk with his aunt. Why was he insisting? Was it some selfishness on his part? What if some other guy was worse? So many questions had drowned him out.

[thewriter10]

Sandeep slept fitfully at night. His sleep was disturbed by occasional visions of Vijay and his mom as a couple- holding hands, laughing, kissing, hugging. He twisted and turned in his sleep and continued. At one point his dream took him to their life as a couple and he had this blurred vision of his mom lying on a bed and Vijay next to her. After a few blank moments all he could see was his moms face which was obviously covered with pleasure and her hands grasped by Vijay. The vision continued for a bit till he woke up sweating. To his surprise it had made him all aroused as he realised, he was hard. Why am I aroused? Am I going mad? Is there anything that can be done now? Should I accept this now that everyone seems to be more or less okay with it? So many questions that were left in his mind. He wished someone gave him a clear answer. And all of this was tiring. As he lay there, sleep took over and his eyelids closed slowly.

Sandeep woke up at dawn and went for a walk. It was the weekend and he wanted to go for a long walk as a way of clearing his mind. As he left the apartment and turned right, his phone buzzed and he took it out. It was a sms from his aunt

“Good job, heard from your mom that you accepted her choice. So proud of you Sandeep”

Shit, this is moving faster than I thought. He immediately called her

“Hi, good morning. There is a confusion I think”

“What confusion? Well what I told maa was that he was not a bad person. But that doesn’t mean I want her to..”

“Stop it Sandeep, you are turning to be really difficult. Now what are you going to say to her?”

“I don’t know”

“Well if you don’t know then listen to me. Go tell her you are happy to see her happy and you will support her relationship”

“Are you serious?”

“I am damn serious. You better do it right now.”

“I am out for a walk”

“Then tell her when you reach home. Nothing less. I am done with your childish behaviour on this. I understand you but this is just too much. You are an adult and so is your mom. You are not her owner by any stretch of imagination. She is actually being nice and waiting on you to support this. And she was delighted yesterday when you spoke to her. Now don’t spoil it for yourself”

“Spoil it for me?”

“Yes for you. You don’t want a situation where she goes ahead with this in spite of you. That will not be good.”

Crestfallen, Sandeep knew it was actually true.

“So, do as I say and well find someone for yourself. If you cannot do it, then I will do it for you. Part of the reason for all this is that you are alone and lonely. But darling you mom cannot fill that emptiness. Understand and move on”

Sandeep just cut the call. He walked further till her saw a cart where the guy was selling hot tea. He ordered for one and sipped on the hot sweetened tea for some time. Yes, that’s right, I will just forget about all my thoughts and let them face the consequences later. It will hit all of them when things go down and then everyone will know that I was right. Yes, that’s it. These people don’t even understand what I am saying. However, with time when they know the bad side of things, they will come running back to me – maa, her sister, everyone. And then I will remind them of how I tried to talk sense to all of them and they acted as if I was immature.

Sandeep almost sprinted back to his home. His new approach to what he was facing gave him energy and he finally seemed to find his bearings. He reached home and smiled at his mom who opened the door. Whether it was a smile of compassion or a smirk at her pitiable future situation that he had envisioned he did not really know. After around twenty minutes, he walked out to have breakfast freshly showered and dressed in smart casuals. He ate happily humming a tune occasionally in between his meal. Once he finished, he decided to face it. He walked to the kitchen where his mom was setting aside the dishes for washing.

"Maa, lets talk for a bit"

"Are you going out somewhere?"

"No, not in the morning"

"Then give me few minutes, I will wash these plates and come"

"OK. I am waiting"

Sandeep went and sat on the sofa and put on the news.

His mom washed the plates slowly wondering how their talk would go. She felt a sense of nervousness about discussing her marriage with her son. But it had to be done and there was no point putting it off. As she finished the plates and cups, she wiped her face with a towel, went to the hall and sat next to her son.

"Tell me son, what it is you wanted to talk"

[thewriter10]

“See maa, things haven’t been great between us for the last few weeks”

“Hmm. Do you think so.”

“Well don’t you feel so?”

“See Sandeep, while you might disagree with the choice I have made, I am your mom. That doesn’t change and I understand why you felt that way. So may be the mistake is on my part too. I should have been a bit slower and nicer in the entire thing. I am sorry dearest son>”

“Ok so you are clear about your choice right?”

“How does it matter, why should I make choices that leave my only child unhappy.”

“No please answer this to me. You are happy about your choice right?”

“If you ask me like that, well yes I am happy but…”

“Maa, wait. First answer my questions.”

“You are ok with all the changes that you will have to make as a result of this”

There was no reply just a nod from his mom, but Sandeep noted it.

“Ok Mom, in that case, I will not object. I do have objections but I think if you really want this to happen, then I will stand with you.”

On hearing her son’s words, Sandeep’s mom came and gave him a big hug.

“Thank you so much. You are an amazing son”

The eagerness with which she hugged him was very different from the quiet manner in which she nodded a few moments earlier. She held on to him for a bit and showered him with kisses.

“Thank you, you really mean it right?”

“Yes I do.”

“So you will be there with me?”


“Meaning?”

“Ah well, I cant move through all this alone, son. I know this is a little awkward. Your mom marrying again and you helping things happen.”

“Ah ok, only if you insist.”

“Please beta, it would mean the world to me. I would otherwise always be left in doubt whether you really wished me to go ahead.”

“Ok, Ok. Done. But…”

“But what?”

“You will have to inform Vijay who you are. I won’t do that. It won’t work well that way.”

“Oh okay….anything else.”

“Nothing else maa, I have some work so will be back only in the evening, otherwise all good. Let me know how to take this forward and we will do it as per your wishes.”

“Our wishes beta”

Sandeep got up it seems a satisfactory outcome. Not his first preference but no fights. In his mind he still said in a soft voice, no not our wishes. He walked out of the door and was gone soon.

Sandeep’s mom quickly picked her phone and called her sister.

“Oh my God finally it worked”

“What? Did he agree?”

“Yes dear he did. Thank you so much for your support”

“You are sure of this man and happy right?”

“100 percent!”

“That’s all I want. Now go ahead and smile and be happy as you are going to be a bride soon.”

Hearing those words Sandeep’s mom giggled.

“Common stop teasing me”

“Arrey what teasing. It’s the fact and we are all happy for you. Bride to be. Wonder how it will be according to their customs.”

“I don’t know too”

“But I am sure there will be a nice wedding followed by “

Both giggled as if they were two teenagers who had first discovered the reality of attraction and sex.

Once her call with her sister was over, Sandeep’s mom called Vijay and asked him to come to her flat and meet her as soon as he could. She then went and dressed up a bit applying mild lipstick and tied her hair well, even though she knew that it would all be undone by Vijay very soon.