[DPLover]

I felt ashamed of myself for the erection that I had while watching that man playing with mom's body. But at the same time I had some mixed feelings of anger and astonishment and curiosity about my mom's response too.

I had known my mom to be the most strict and Conservative woman, I have ever seen or known. Even grandma was softer at times when it came to disciplining us, but mom was always strict. So I really wondered, what made Mrs. Smita, my mom, who was 37 then, to moan and willingly be a part of that infidelity. Little did I know that, she was not the one being controlled but the one who was controlling the situation.
My father, Kapil had a taste for literature and arts. So, obviously his friend circle was of elite men and women who had similar likings. My mom liked listening to music mainly while taking care if household chores and in leisure time she would try her hand on keyboard we had in our home. And Since she knew she cannot play great, she made me join a tuition at young age. I also picked up well and could play almost any song after listening to it once ir twice. Mom was proud of me for that. My younger sister Veena too was learning classical dance. 
Father was happy with my mom for this.
I never knew how their interpersonal relationship waa like, because fir us kids it was very much normal. Even after I hit puberty, I had never thought of their physical relationship. Although I liked elder women, especially of mom's age, I never looked at mom as my object of lust. Veena and I had quite an age gap. I had heard mom talking to her sister in joking way that Veena's birth was accidental. My Aunt also taunted on that, saying that even Veena could have a younger brother or sister, had my mom not gotten the copper T fitment. Sensing that I was coming to that room, the topic ended there itself. 
My father used to visit nearby city frequently and used to bring some or the other friend with him to have a maifil at home including literature reading, music listening. Basically, it was mom-dad's attempt to create healthy environment for us to be able to enjoy art and thereby life in bigger picture. 
I personally enjoyed the music part of such maifils. Mom used to be the typical hostess during such events and used to be in kitchen cooking for guests. After the literature, guests used to enjoy heavenly food made by mom. Earlier, it was not clear to me, but as I grew up, I could sense that my Mom was eye candy for dad's male friends. They never left any chance talking to her, eying her and pleasing her in whichever way possible. 
When I was in my 9th standard, I remember one such magil clearly, where there was a young fellow in the friends group. He must be around 25-26...But was very smart looking, highly intellectual. He knew almost everything. His first impression was such that any one could fall for him. Even I liked him. He had sense of humor, knowledge of many languages, he wrote excellent articles and poetry and importantly he knew how to play keyboard and few other instruments too. 
In that first ever maifil, he had played few of famous songs on keyboard. I was impressed, so was mom.
After his performance, he got up and bowed in front of his audience. I couldn't help but notice that he too, like other friends of dad, was little more nicer to mom. I think, he was the first friend of dad, who had praised her openly for her beauty and hospitality. 
Other friends only praised her cooking.
However small this difference may seem, it had started creating it's impact on all of us and especially on Mom.
I believe, dad was never possessive about mom, because he had taken for granted that no one will go after her, given her conservative dressing and she too won't go after anyone given her shy nature.
But this 'taking mom for granted' proved to be expensive to him. 
From that day onwards, whenever such magil happened, he was there. He ensured to compliment mom every time. He snapped pictures of all and used to upload on their common whatsapp group. Mom was part of that whatsapp group too and so she used to have that glow and smile even on the next day of the maifil. I don't know if dad ever noticed this change, but I definitely did.
Mom, who used to be very cautious while dressing and in her overall appearance in front of guests, had started becoming little more open so to say and her dressing, though didn't change drastically, but had become little more comfortable and less careful.
For instance, earlier she used to ensure her saree pally is tightly secured. But nowadays, it was ok for her to have her pally singular, even if the saree was little transparent and her blouse neck & her surprisingly flat tummy was visible.
I had caught this new young man, named Chandra, eying mom shamelessly on such occasion and praising her beauty on top of that. Mom used to act as if little embarrassed, but she actually liked that and Chandra understood that very well.
Chandra also started visiting us even when there was no maifil and especially when dad was not around. Mom used to wear punjabi suit at home and was usually without any dupatta. But she always ensured to keep her hand at her chest whenever bending down to pick something or serve anything to any outsider. But Chandra was exception.
He used to feast his eyes on little visible skin of moms cleavage during his solo visits.
He used to make some excuses and made mom bend more than needed, just for such glimpses.
Mom was probably aware of that, but she still fell for his excuses. She was probably liking it. 
I recall one such occasion.
Mom had worne a chiffon saree, light blue in color. She had contrast dark blue blouse on it. Till that time I had not noticed much, but I thought mom didn't reveal her navel while wearing saree. But that particular day was different. I also saw her navel, hidden under her transparent pally for the first time. 
She had not pinned her saree. That too was a surprise for me. She gave Some tea and biscuits to Chandra. Deliberately making 2 trips to the tea-poy. First time, she kept tea tray and looked at him, smiled.
He too smiled and stared at her lips, chin and the open neck region visible so far.
Then his gaze went down and got caught in folds of her tummy created due to her bending. When he again looked up, mom moved only one eye brow asking for his compliment. If she was not my mom, even I would have felt tingling in my groins. I am sure Chandra felt that tingling and he adjusted his posture and as if to hide his hard on, he too bent a little forward, bringing his eyes closer to mom. He again gave an observant look at moms body and made some gesture, I could not see.
Mom smiled at that and went back to kitchen to bring biscuits. I could see Chandra staring at moms voluptuous figure and especially the waist skin visible due to saree and her proportionate but awesome round ass.
He adjusted his crotch and was ready for her next trip towards tea poy.
She came, bent and placed the biscuit plate on table. Same moment her pally drifted and fell. The sigh sighed by Chandra was audible even to me.
I was hiding on the upper staircase, from where I could get almost exact top view of mom. It was first time that I also had got ti see her beautiful cleavage. She was fair in color, if not white and the unrevealed body of hers was even fairer than her face. 
Her tight blouse was making her boobs bulge out and I also noticed that the first button was undone, very unusual for mom. 
I could also see a small black mole on her left breast upper part. She was not breathing normally and that added to the erotic nature of the scene.
Chandra spoke for the first time that day, as if controlling some unbearable pain
"Ohhh..... woww...You look beautiful Bhabhi."
And after a small pause added, 
"That mole is a killer one"
Mom then noticed, or acted as if she noticed it then, the nature of her pallu and exposed skin. She then very slowly got up and adjusted it.
I was surprised to hear her reply,
"You always compliment me no matter what..
But today you are being little naughty"
She giggled at her own comment and went in to bring some more snacks she had prepared. She was deliberately slow while going in kitchen. I couldn't help but notice an extra sway in her hip movements while going. When she returned, she had some mischievous look on her face. I believe Chandra was constantly looking at her. When she reached the tea table, she paused and there was some movement of her hand O couldn't see. She bent again to keep the snack plate on table, her pallu drifted again and her cleavage was on display again.
Suddenly, "CLICK" 
Mom was surprised by that sound and looked up in astonishment. 
Her eyes growing big and mouth wide open.
"CLICK, CLICK" another camera shutter sound and Chandra simply showed her photo to her. Before she could say anything, Chandra took the end of her pally which was on the tea table and moved it completely away, so as to clearly see her folded tummy.
Then he clicked one more photo and mom straightened up at that.
Chandra was now staring at her sexy deep navel. I also couldn't help but think that mom had a very nice figure and her navel was kind of cute. Chandra clicked one more and showed it again to mom.
Before mom could say anything, he started explaining some Sanskrit verse from some old erotic poem.
He said, "as per a sanskrit verse, a beautiful lady like you should proudly flaunt her beauty and bodily assets. " There was stress on the word 'bodily'.
"Else who will flaunt it? A Kubja? (The one who has bent spinal bone, which doesn't allow her to stand in erect posture, that way she is always in bent position).

I could clearly see mom flattered and embarrassed at the same time at his comments.
He continued,
"Don't worry bhabhi, I will not share these photos to anyone, these are purely for my collection. But I must tell you, you are looking sensuous without your pallu."
That made mom realize her state and she immediately adjusted her pallu.
Chandra said,
"Bhabhi, you should really do some photoshoot. You will leave behind any supermodel." 
Mom just shied at that comment but said nothing.
Chandra had the snack item while mom sat in the sofa that was in front of Chandra.
Mom said, in a low voice this time,
"Do you really think I am that beautiful?"
I understood this over the time that ladies like their praise. Probably mom wanted to hear it from Chandra. I then recalled events in our life and realized that dad was not so vocal in praising mom. I assumed he could be covering that up in physical ways...But was not sure of that. I had some friends at college who used to explain in detail about their mom dad's romance and discussions/ moans during their intercourse. I used to feel uneasy at that not because it was strange, but because I didn't have any such thing to share. 
Anyway, Chandra replied, showing her photos to her,
"Look at yourself in these photos bhabhi. 
You are not just beautiful but also..."
He paused and mom bent little forward while seated in order to hear the pending part of his sentence.
"But also??" Asked mom.
He acted as if he is hesitant.
"Don't be shy, you can say whatever you want. I won't mind really"
"Bhabhi....You are not just beautiful but also very hot n sexy bhabhi"
Mom's reaction surprised me more than Chandra's words had angered me.
Mom said, "oh...You really think so?"
She smirked, and relaxed on sofa as if to show how proud she was at her sex appeal and continued, 
"I guess you are right...But honestly...You haven't seen much to say that" 
Mom was expecting some more praise, it seemed.
Chandra said, "i guess I can gauge if the rice is cooked or not just by checking one or two grains." 
Mom genuinely smiled at that comment and said, "you really are smart. But honestly, I do not believe I am hot or sexy as you say."
Chandra then took his reply to next level,
"Bhabhi, if I stand up now, you will immediately get your answer" 
That was something unexpected for mom too. But she also surprised him by saying
"If that is so, I would like to see how long has been my effect on you. And I dare say, it is fair for me to also see something" 
Chandra was taken aback by that but not losing his presence of mind said, 
"Yes you are right. But you see, the effect was created when you were bent down serving me tea. I can show the effect only that state."
The look on mom's face could have got anyone's wicket.
She smiled at first, then took her lower lip under her teeth and said, 
"If you insist" and removed her pally still sitting. Her flat tummy got some folds at side in that sitting position. She raised both her hands and took them behind her head and removed the hairpin to let flow her silky, shiny black hair on her shoulder.
Then she got up and took the empty tea cup from the table and then looked straight in Chandra's eyes and asked him 
"Now you can stand up, I believe"
Chandra first shifted to the front of soda and then stood up. Mom had a surprised look on her face.
Chandra then said
"I need to use your washroom." And quickly went to washroom.
I was still looking at mom who had straightened up and adjusted her pally but was still thinking deep.
Her thoughts were broken by Chandra's coughing sound which he made ti get her attention
"I will take your leave bhabhi.
I hope Kapil will get upset if he comes to know that I was oggling at his sexy wife"
Mom replied, 
"Don't worry, Kapil is aware of my effect on his friends already, and..." She paused a bit and that "and" was utterly sensuous that I am sure Chandra might have got another hard on at that
He asked "and??"
Mom said,
"Kapil won't know of your today's visit. I owe you that much for those lovely photos you took" and winked.
Both me and Chandra were stunned at that reply from Mom.


TBC

[DPLover]

Sorry for keeping my readers waiting.
I am stuck in a family function and not getting enough time. Will see if I can post next update by tonight or max late by Monday night.
Thank you all for your comments and patience.

~DPLover

[DPLover]

Recap-


"Don't worry, Kapil is aware of my effect on his friends already, and..." She paused a bit and that "and" was utterly sensuous that I am sure Chandra might have got another hard on at that
He asked "and??"
Mom said,
"Kapil won't know of your today's visit. I owe you that much for those lovely photos you took" and winked.
Both me and Chandra were stunned at that reply from Mom.

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Chandra was dumbstruck at the effect mom had on him especially her last comment. It took him a moment to really sync in with what exactly has happened. 
He knew, he was flirting with a married lady who was flirting back. He also came to know, she was open about her hotness being appreciated by males other than her husband and she spoke about it with him, casually.
But the last comment, that she was going to keep this visit of his a secret from her husband....That was something unexpected but what he hoped for. It often becomes unbelievable, when you really and easily get what you want. I could know Chandra's inner joy after it synced in. He became bold at that new knowledge and said, 
"Bhabhi, we can discuss in length & breadth of the sanskrit poem I just shared with you earlier. " He gave emphasis on 'length & breadth' and mom gave a very seductive smile at that. 
If I were Chandra, I could have quickly grabbed mom into a tight hug or a passionate lip lock. But there was something about Mom's aura. No one dared cross any boundary unless it was okayed by her. And so, even Chandra was cautious not to overdo anything and go with mom's pace. Little did he realize that by doing that he was being controlled by Mom.
Mom replied, with a casual laugh in the beginning, "length is already seen by me. I don't think breadth is that significant" 
It was as if they both were talking indirectly for a third person, but they both knew what exactly is being spoken and we're into that game now. So, mom had played her move and now it was Chandra's turn. He too was game now. He said
"I understand that, but you know, I can reach deeper when it comes to fathoming hidden treasures (he probably stared at mom's crotch while saying this) of exotic poems"
And he added, which he thought was a brilliant move
"And you Bhabhi, are one such exotic poem to me"
Mom, broke his heart in her next comment.
"You know, poets usually put their pen names at the end of their poems?
So, you will do well to understand that, so called exotic poem you are calling me, is actually 'penned' by Kapil." She gave emphasis on the word 'penned'.
She was so in the game and this was giving her a kick. By that comment, she had literally made 'KLPD' (khade Lund pe Danda... Hitting an erect dick with hammer) for Chandra. 
But Chandra was ever hopeful. He said
"I know and I understand. But poets use larger books. So, the pens only might fall short of ink and poet may want to change the pen. I am that pen, you can try whenever you feel" saying this, he was about to leave, when Mom made her final comment
"I hope the pen is strong and has enough ink for writing an epic" 
That was first time, I started looking at mom what she was...A purely sexy , utterly beautiful and confident 'female'! Hell yeah, I wanted to witness more such interactions of her with dad's friends, even with dad.
At that time, I recalled one of my friend shamelessly telling us his mom's assets and how he saw her changing dress and how he could see her naked boobs. Listening to his story had made me hard. But I could not visualise myself in his place. Peeping on mom while she changes? Hell no...If she found out, she would beat shit out of me, just by her sharp gaze, let alone actual beating. 
So, I resigned to just observing her such interactions and also made a note to myself not to tell any of this to any of my friends.
I knew, even they liked to watch her secretly. If I told any of this to them, they might try their luck with her and I would not have wanted that. I was probably being protective of her or possessive about her. 
But on that day, I couldn't help but wonder, 
Why mom behaved the way she did.
And why was it only with Chandra.
Was it only with Chandra? Or it was me who accidentally found this one with Chandra a d was she having similar conversations with other friends if dad? 
The more I thought the more mysterious it became to me. 
One mind was telling me to forget the mystery and just enjoy it's result.
But the other mind was pushing me forward to find out the mystery.
Obviously, I chose the later. I was about to go on a journey to find out the mystery. 
Still, I did not feel hard at all...It could be due to mom's strictness and also due to the fact that mom had always taught us to be respectful of others and especially ladies. That was so carved deep down me, that I didn't dare to think about any dirty thoughts about any other lady Forget about having such thoughts about Mom.
But I was definitely curious about her behavior.
I was determined to find out more. I knew the risks involved in it and had also made my mind to tell the truth to Mom if at all confronted by her. 
The first step I decided to follow was to observe her, that was going to include lot of things which my friends at college would think hot and sexy. To me, it was kind of a science project. So my focus was to observe, collect data and then derive some conclusion.
What were my inputs?
Major input was mom herself.
Her dressing sense, the changes in it, her behavior, changes in it, her talks with males, including dad, his friends and as a matter of fact, me as well. Is there any hint in her talk which could indicate some off the track activity or its invitation. 
These were main focus areas for me and that had actually become quite an amount of work, considering the discrete nature of the mission.
I started with mom's wardrobe.
I wanted to know details.
I made a secret diary and kept it in my wardrobe in the hidden drawer. 
The first page read-only

Mrs. S's mystery.  (Didn't want to put actual name there, Mrs S too was obvious one actually, but I had decided to burn the diary once I derive conclusion)

Stats-
Breasts- 34 (85cm) (actual reading from her bra)
Waist- 30 (again actual one from her panty)
Hip?? - 36 may be. (My guess)
Height- 5'7"
Skin- wheatish, fair, non oily, soft.
Most attractive part- breast and rear (off course)

Hobbies- literature, playing piano in free time, being strict almost all the time (:-P)

Objective of study-
Find out Mrs. S's sexual advances, if any, outside her marriage.
And to find out her thought process behind it.

After I wrote that first page, I felt like I was on a lifetime adventure.

TBC

[DPLover]

Hello bro DP_Lolver,

I very much liked the story and heartily thanking you for putting this nice efforts. A couple with art as an important ingredient of their life... Looks so devine and dedicated pursuit. But the natural instincts don't fade away in air of purity... So many of the friends of the dad gathering for mehfil has something more than pure artistic pursuit to be regular visitor. And that is to do with the mother of the house, smita... The smitting beauty..

NOT A GOOD THING

Especially if mother is sensual and feels that her sexual / romantic needs are not met.

A BIG TROUBLE FOR THE FAMILY STANDING ON THE VERGE OF INFEDILITY.

bro I request you to keep writing the way you are doing so far.... You are a highly skilled writer for sure.

>>Thank you for your honest feedback.
I will continue the story the way I have in my mind. You will find the connections and kinks for everyone's behavior, at least, I will try to make those links reasonable. 

Thanks again,
~DPLover

[DPLover]

 Recap-


Mrs. S's mystery.  (Didn't want to put actual name there, Mrs S too was obvious one actually, but I had decided to burn the diary once I derive conclusion)

Stats-
Breasts- 34 (85cm) (actual reading from her bra)
Waist- 30 (again actual one from her panty)
Hip?? - 36 may be. (My guess)
Height- 5'7"
Skin- wheatish, fair, non oily, soft.
Most attractive part- breast and rear (off course)

Hobbies- literature, playing piano in free time, being strict almost all the time (:-P)

Objective of study-
Find out Mrs. S's sexual advances, if any, outside her marriage.
And to find out her thought process behind it.

After I wrote that first page, I felt like I was on a lifetime adventure.

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Very next day, one of my friends was telling how he saw his mom changing after bath for the first time. 
He told that, she came out wrapped in a towel and was wearing her interested inside.
She threw the towel on bed and stood in front of mirror. Then she adjusted her panty at waist and then stretched the same by lifting the panty on her inner thigh side.
He was watching it from front side window and was mesmerized at the cleavage visible.
Then she adjusted her bra as well and he could get a glimpse of her areola. 
I got hard listening to that. I had seen his mom in one of college functions and immediately started imagining her doing the things he described.
He was new to this, so he was simply excited and thrilled. It was as if, one of the conditions to be the part of the group. And he was telling such incidence for the first time. As if, he was feeling that he has become a man by telling this.
Other friends who were usual at telling such stories immediately started asking him details like his mom's panty color, bra color, bra style...Was her skin still wet...Did she wear a saree or punjabi suit? Etc.
He was answering with all enthusiasm.
After every answer guys commented "woww...That is hot...That is sexy" etc. 
It was adding to my hardness. I believe, everyone was hard. The friend continued and told how she changed into a saree and how lovely she looked with just few sets of clothes and how even after her changing was complete, he could still feel that she is in her bra and panty. And after that how he shagged off by going to same bathroom where she took bath, using her used bra and panty. 
After that, one friend, who was senior in this kind of storytelling said,
"I know everyone is hard now."
Everyone laughed at that. 
He continued, "and I know the reason." Everyone made "ooooo" sound.
"The reason is....Everyone here was imagining his own mom in the story" 
Everyone laughed harder on that and hi-fived. I too joined unknowingly..But that comment made me think, rather do a self check on it.
Was it because I imagined my Mom in the story?  
I could not discard the possibility completely.
But it was difficult for me to accept that it was the only reason.
I was struggling with myself to come to terms with it. 
With those thoughts, when I came home, I was welcomed by Mom, who was in saree. It looked like she had come back from somewhere. She seemed happy.
I asked her, "have you been out somewhere?"
"Why, does it seem like that?"
"Yes Mom. And you look ....Fresh" 
Mom caressed my hair and said, 
"Yess I feel fresh today. " Saying this, she looked at mobile in her hand and read some message and smiled again.
I was curious as to whose message it might be. I guessed it was Chandra.
I came to my room and brought my diary out.
I wrote about my confusion during the storytelling happened in the college.
I wrote-

Day 2-
Felt hard while listening to a friend telling how he watched his mom change clothes.
Important point is, one other friend said, everyone listening to that was thinking of their own moms in that situation.
I really wondered would it be true for Mrs. S's son as well?

When I wrote that line, I had a realisation.
I should be looking even at my thoughts from third person view point. I also realised that, by doing that I could go one step ahead that my intended research topic. 
Do teenagers have a thing for their moms?
Or can that be influenced by the environment?

I was happy at that realisation.
It lessened the confusion, if not completely removed it.

I wrote ahead-

It could be true for him too. 
When he came home the next day his mom was in saree and very fresh and happy.
He took a nice look at her and understood that she was wearing a black bra within her maroon blouse and contrast orange color saree was looking ravishing on her. 

---

I then hid the diary and went on to search mom. She was in her bedroom, lying on her stomach watching / reading something on phone.
When she realised I was in her room, she looked back without getting up. Just turned her torso to a side and looked at me.
I had already gone in third person view point and was looking at her blouse clad breast objectively. Her right breast was visible from where I stood and due to her pose. The pallu had drifted away and the pointy nipple area if blouse was kind of getting all the attention.
I made a note in my mind and continued to talk with her.
"I need your phone for few minutes"
(We were not allowed our own phones till we went to college)
She was little reluctant at giving me her phone.but still she gave it.
"Ok, give it back to me in 10-15 minutes.
And yes....No reading my personal messages"
This was first time she told me that specifically when giving me her phone.
"Okay mom, don't worry. I understand your privacy"
I said that and after having a last glance at her breast came back to my room.
I linked mom's whatsapp to browser, assuming she won't notice it.
I did not have any spying intentions, but still was curious as to whose message it was that made mom smile.
I tried to see but she probably deleted all the messages before giving the phone to me.
So I just kept the phone aside and started browsing something on internet aimlessly.
Suddenly there was a ping sound from laptop. I saw the whatsapp web blinking new message. It was from Chandra.
"Bhabhi, didn't you like your photos?"
I dared and typed, 
"Got deleted as My son came in room. Please send again."
"Oh, okay, will send"
Next moment 3 snaps came in that chat window.
I downloaded them on PC and deleted msgs.
Before deleting, I said
"Deleting messages now. Will talk later."
"Ok"
I wondered how mom was ok with someone clicking her sensuous pics, sending them to her and is still able ti chat with her.
Where is her strictness? 
Or is it really the charms of Chandra that even the most strict person like my mom got influenced? 

I then handed over the phone to mom and came to my room to check the photos in detail.

My third person view came in.
Mrs. S's son couldn't hold his curiosity.
He checked those photos and was hard looking at them. 
Those were the same photos taken by friend of his mom the other day.
She was bent with her saree pallu drifted away, cleavage clearly visible, black mole on her left breast upper part was visible too.
It was adding to his hardness. 
He repeatedly saw those photos and when it became unbearable, he went to bathroom. 

Friends storytelling, moms photos have had their effects and he came in no time.
He felt relieved at that. As if piled up tension of many days was gone.

--+
This third person view was my excuse for not having the guilt.
I understood it and was still convinced that it was the best way to continue my study without guilt getting in its way.

I ensured to hide the photos in a hidden folder and shut the laptop down.
I then dozed off soon.

When I woke up it was already 5 pm and tea time. mom came to my room with tea.
She kept the tray on table and as luck may have it, her pallu drifted away.
She was anyway cool as it was me who was in front of her. So she did not hurry at all to adjust her pallu.

---+
Mrs. S's son got a feast fir his eyes.
She was probably asleep in the noon and that made her hair dishhelved. 
That somehow added to hotness of her. 
Her cleavage was visible clearly to him.
He recalled the photos and there was a sparking similarity in the pose she was in.
Her black mole was 'Oh My God'....
He couldn't help but get hard again. 
It was good that he was sitting on his bed else his mom would have got a shock of her life.
She took her time to adjust the pallu and then sat besides him to have her tea.
She was usual in her behavior with him and so caressing his hair, patting his shoulder etc was common and normal for her.
He on the other hand was now feeling something different about those things.
She didn't get that exactly, but at least understood that something is off about her son. 

---+

I was split in two people. It was taking time fir me to adjust to that.
Mom didn't ask anything but she surely got that something was off. I had to make some excuse ready for that too.
But Mrs. S's son was happy.
He had got the photos to look at any time and was also having a first hand memory of his mom's bent show from up close.
He was sure to shah at that in the night.

TBC.

[DPLover]

Recap-

She took her time to adjust the pallu and then sat besides him to have her tea.
She was usual in her behavior with him and so caressing his hair, patting his shoulder etc was common and normal for her.
He on the other hand was now feeling something different about those things.
She didn't get that exactly, but at least understood that something is off about her son. 

---+

I was split in two people. It was taking time fir me to adjust to that.
Mom didn't ask anything but she surely got that something was off. I had to make some excuse ready for that too.
But Mrs. S's son was happy.
He had got the photos to look at any time and was also having a first hand memory of his mom's bent show from up close.
He was sure to shag at that in the night.



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After the tea, mom took the tray and left. 
I couldn't help but notice her swaying ass.
I was now looking everything from third person view and wondered why men must be mad for mom's or for that matter any woman's swaying ass?
I shrugged shoulders at that question at that point of time and got up.
After freshening up, I went to hall, sat on the sofa where Chandra had sat the other day.
Those memories quickly came by and I went in kind of a trance where I was observing mom's movements of the day, to find out any flicker of attraction towards Chandra. 
Chandra was charming, no doubt, but Mom was not that type to easily fall for someone.
So, I replayed that memory again and again to try to understand what could be going on in her mind. I could see some giggly, bubbly smile on her face when she slowly came back the second time with the tray and when her pallu drifted away. It was almost childlike giggle or teenager like to be more appropriate. She was simply enjoying the effect she was having on Chandra. 
Did I observe an experienced player there? 
I played the scene again. The first time she bent, she noticed chandra looking at her body lustily. Still she raised one eye brow just to ask him how did he like the show?
Next time the pallu drifted and she acted as if she didn't notice it the moment it happened. Third round was for bringing in snacks, which had additional sway to her ass. 
The photos being clicked was probably the real surprise for her and then her replies also went to next level one after another.
It all made sense. 
I thought of writing it down in diary.

My diary page read- 
---
Mrs. S is probably in a hot game with this guy. 
Not sure if he is the first one as there seems a pattern and step by step increase in boldness, which is indication of ?
---

On the other hand,
I could see her chatting with Chandra and blushing on his comments. So, that was her real feminine aspect in action, I suppose.
I was interestingly confused about her different avatars. It was so thrilling have noticed certain points and I started admiring her for what she was, a sensuous mystery.
Was I ever going to solve it?
Did I really want to solve it? 
Or would it be rather better not to solve it, so as to enjoy it in its mysterious form?
These were the questions I had.

Soon there was a maifil in house.
This time, after a long gap, 3 female friends of dad also joined.
Till now, I had not given much thought about this, but given the current study of mine, I naturally started analyzing the scenario.
In my mind, I had started putting this as some kind of equation.
I later came to know that, actually the initial days of these maifils used to be with 4 couples, one of which was mom n dad.
Rest 3 couples used to be present each time in the beginning and then only one of the partners started coming.
So this time, it seems the ladies had decided to come.
(These couples do not play much role individually, hence not going to name them as such, to avoid too many characters and thereby confusing the readers)
Out of 3, 2 husband's also had come.
So, only 1 married lady had come alone this time.
When everyone came, mom started her usual hostess role and was serving drinks and food.
As the maifil progressed, I could see some glances being exchanged between 2 couples but with their opposite partners. They were also communicating something on their whatsapp and every now and then they looked up in their phones and used to smile at the content they read.
The lone lady started reading out some paragraph from a book she recently finished reading. It was little erotic in nature so mom signled me to go to my room. Surprisingly dad stopped me and made me sit near him. 
He was sitting diagonally opposite to the reading lady. I observed her and couldn't help but admire her beauty. I actually imagined her to be the mom changing dress in my friend's story. She fit perfectly in that.
She was wearing  offwhite saree, maroon sleeveless blouse. A hint of her cleavage was visible in spite of her pallu being in place. I liked her. Dad too was engrossed in listening to her reading. The 2 couples were also commenting something about how dad is totally engrossed. One moment, in her reading, she paused, looked at dad in some sensuous way, smiled just a little so as only dad could get it and continued reading.
The paragraph included some sensuous physical togetherness of the protagonist and his female partner. 
Mom tried to signal me to go to my room, but I didn't want to miss the action. 
Luckily dad noticed mom signalling me and he signled her that it's ok. I was relieved at that. It was a different feeling altogether.
Being treated like an adult and that too by your dad in front of your mom.
Usually, there are some taboo topics to be discussed between parents and their children, but dad allowed me to listen to that reading...That indicated that he could freely talk with me about that, even in front of mom. I felt little encouraged.
I immediately thought, if such a talk is possible, I would ask mom , may be indirectly, about her behavior the other day when Chandra had visited.
I was brought back to current time by my dad's elbow and I realized everyone, including mom, was clapping for the reading lady. She stood up to receive that applaud and I literally scanned her from top to bottom. She was tall, fair, beautiful, with a lovely figure. Her navel was clearly visible and man it was damn sexy. I felt like, I should be telling her story the next day to all my friends.
While she was sitting again, I could see little more of her fair cleavage. I was hot and hard as hell. The next moment, she sat near me. I was sandwiches between her and dad. Dad made me look at Chandra who was taking a photo of us. Dad kept his hand on her shoulder and brought her little more closer.
That way, her right boob was brushing on my left shoulder. My hardness knew no bound. After the photo, she patted me on my cheek and pinched it fondly. My eyes were inevitably on her cleavage. She was oblivious to that, but not my mom. I was going to have some difficult Q n A session with my mom later.
That maifil ended with my mom playing some songs on keyboard and I could see those couples, reading lady and dad exchanging some surprised glances about her saree. Her hair were not tied, saree was quite lose, the pallu singular, navel visible, blouse deep neck, about an inch of cleavage visible from the transparent pallu. 

---+
Mrs. S's son was hard watching his mom play like that in front of all. He was engrossed looking at her long hands and fingers. Her shoulder was visible from one side due to sleeveless blouse and he feasted on her soft skin. The smile on her face was genuine and he loved that. But there was also some kind of sensuous, sexy aura to which he got latched to. 
Once she was done playing, she too received the applaud and after that his dad brought her in for the photo. This time, he felt his mom's boob brush on his shoulder. He was on 7th cloud by that soft yet firm touch.
He couldn't help but feel jealous of his dad
---+

After that, Chandra took everyone's attention by playing one of the famous song. The song was famous among the ladies especially. So after he was done playing, all the ladies wanted a photo with him.
He stood in their group and dad started clicking photos on Chandra's Camera.
Dad was encouraging him and he took the chance and got his photo clicked separately with each of the lady.
When getting clicked with reading lady, he whispered something in her ears and she blushed.
He then kept one hand on her shoulder and other hand in between their bodies in such a way that he was almost touching her tummy beneath her pallu. 
He also did try the same with mom, but given nature of her transparent saree and single pallu, he was at risk of being caught.
So he didn't dare.
Instead, he got alone with mom in her study, under the pretext of helping her to keep the keyboard and the stand in its place.
Mom took the keyboard and he took the stand. When it was kept 8n it's place, mom sat on the bench in front of it. He sat besides her. I followed then unnoticed and was watching what he was doing.
He straight away went for mom's beautiful soft tummy and poked her navel.
He was saying something which I couldn't hear, but mom got up, dropped her pallu and kept her one On bench and bent towards him. He must have got a feast for his eyes. He was clever to click photos of mom.
He then asked mom to stand up and turn her back towards him. He took another couple of photos of her from back and came behind her.
Slid his both hands on her tummy, played with her navel and just for a fraction cupped both her boobs from above her blouse.
She slapped his hands away, turned and said something to him. Adjusted her pallu and left the room.

---+
Mrs.S 's son was horny as hell.
He knew he will get those photographs via whatsapp web, as he had not signed out the earlier connection.
He was looking forward for those pics.

TBC.

[DPLover]

Recap-


He was saying something which I couldn't hear, but mom got up, dropped her pallu and kept her one On bench and bent towards him. He must have got a feast for his eyes. He was clever to click photos of mom.
He then asked mom to stand up and turn her back towards him. He took another couple of photos of her from back and came behind her.
Slid his both hands on her tummy, played with her navel and just for a fraction cupped both her boobs from above her blouse.
She slapped his hands away, turned and said something to him. Adjusted her pallu and left the room.

---+
Mrs.S 's son was horny as hell.
He knew he will get those photographs via whatsapp web, as he had not signed out the earlier connection.
He was looking forward for those pic

---___----____----____----____----____------____


"Good morning"
Mom greeted me the next day.
Oh, is it already morning? I wondered to myself. Then noticed mom inevitably.
She was all fresh after her bath and had forever hair in a towel bun on her head.
I don't know since when, but I liked mom when she has her bath and ties her hair like that.
I kept looking at mom, not realizing what she could think of me.
"Ahem..." Mom coughed to withdraw my attention
"What are you looking at? Come on get up and get ready for college."
She left and when was about to leave the door, she came back and sat on my bed and said
"I need to talk to you about yesterday. Come home as soon as college is over"
Then without giving me a chance to respond, she left the room.
I got ready and went to college.
I had a story in my mind of that reading lady.
During breakfast break I gathered my friends and told them the story.
I said, 
"It's not about my mom, but the lady is about same age. Youcan think whatever you want.
That lady was wearing a saree and sleeveless blouse...All clean armpits and sexy navel show man.
...I then narrated them, how the enthusiast photographer took her photos and then took her to one of our small rooms and how he played with her navel and tummy.
Then I exaggerated it a bit saying
"Then he cupped her boobs from behind and she kept her hands on his hands.
He got the green signal.
He quickly lifted her saree up and felt her smooth silky thighs from front. She held her saree up all the time. He then quickly removed her panty and kept his palm at the joint of her legs. She took a deep breath at that and after that he kept kissing her neck line and his hand moved on her leg joint. She kept on breathing heavily. Then one moment, she became stiff and screamed in a muffed voice. He released his hand and said something to her. SHe searched for his hard tool over his pants and pressed it.
He moaned at that and in exchange cupped her boobs again, this time for longer period and with firmer grip.
She was becoming uneasy at that and out of fear that someone may come n find them, she released her hand from his tool and tried to take away his hands from her boobs.
He in turn thought, she is trying to get her boobs pressed more. So he slid one of his hands inside her blouse and bra and played with her boobs for some time. All the while, she was pressing his tool unknowingly.
Then probably he came in his pants and then left her boobs and left the room too"
My narration ended.
Friends excitement had built up by my narration but in the end they were disappointed as it did not end up in actual sex.
I wondered why did I add that further story and where would I be taking it if not stopped in between?

I came home in those afterthoughts and had totally forgotten about mom's comment.
But she didn't and the moment I entered home, she said, get fresh, change and come to my study room immediately.
When I entered mom's study room, I realized she is in the same saree she wore last night.
She sat on the bench in front of keyboard.
Asked me to sit besides her.
Then, while playing something on keyboard she said,
"I believe someone was being a peepingtom yesterday."
I was silent at that. 
She continued
"I hope the reading lady did not notice you staring at her like a hungry dog."

Oh, she was talking about that, 
I sighed a sigh of relief and I exclaimed
"Oh, that..." And then bit my tongue.
But mom was fast in her response.
"What do you mean by that? Did you peep somewhere else too?"
"N...N...No mom, off course not." I stammered a bit.
"Then what do you mean by 'oh that...' ?"
Mom was not leaving the topic.
I had to quickly come up with something.
"Mom, it's quite awkward to talk on that"
I tried to burry the topic.
But mom was all sport for it.
"No, nothing to be awkward about it.
In fact, your dad was rather on front foot in making you stay and listen to whatever she was reading. So, tell me."
I understood that mom is not going to leave it. So, I came up with my excuse.
"Actually mom, the topic she was reading was....Kind of hot...And then she was looking beautiful. And so I couldn't help.
I am sorry mom. This won't happen Again"
Mom laughed a bit initially at my confession but then changed her tone to serious one and said
"Silly. There's nothing to be sorry about appreciating beauty. But same time, you need to be careful. Don't stare like your dad was doing yesterday."
I felt some sadness in her last sentence.
"Mom... I am sorry, but even for me it was a surprise, and I couldn't really say anything to dad. I even noticed...." I paused.
Mom just raised her eye brows looking at me.

I immediately got transported to Chandra's visit scene.
I became Mrs. S's son who was watching his mom bent in front of a stranger, raising her eye brows to ask him, how he liked the show.

I was blank.
Mom snapped me out of that trans and asked "what did you notice?"
"Sorry, but I noticed that even others were commenting about how dad was staring at her."
Mom just sighed a sigh...A sad sigh at that.
Then just kept her hands on keyboard, not sure what to play and hit random keys of a chord.
I kept my hand on her shoulder, to console her.
She suddenly kept her head on my shoulder. 
Took my hand in her hand and said
"Don't know if I should share this with you or not...But your dad has been a charmer of the group. The lady who read the article is his current partner in the group"
It took a minute or so for me to digest it.
Still I didn't get it.
"You see, the other 2 couples were just observing your dad. In some next maifil, it will be one of those 2 ladies."
Mom added.

I was still not able to grasp it and I didn't like the way mom talked about dad.
It was very uneasy for me to talk anything. Still I said, 
"Mom, are you sure about this? It is Dad yu are talking about. I don't get it."
Probably that alerted her and she composed herself from her grief and said,
"Hahaha hahaha.....I knew you won't fall for such a prank" 
And she laughed hard.
One mind was saying, she was telling the truth and the other one believed or rather hoped that it was a real prank.

Mom tapped my shoulder and said
"But this was not at all a wasted prank.
I understood something about you." And winked.
I was not sure what to say and react.
She continued,
"I have understood that now you are a grown up man and you have your own likings."
"Mom....." I said in an annoyed tone.
"There's nothing to be embarrassed about it beta. In your age, it is very common.
You know what? A science study also says that guys your age also check their own moms. It's just the harmones playing their role."
I was not expecting that. 
Mom wasn't orthodox at all...But didn't expect her to be this much liberal and talk this to me.
But she seemed determined to complete what she wanted to say.
She continued,
"Let me tell you one thing though,
You should treat every lady with respect and if it is not her wish, you should stop.
So, be careful and alert about it."

I somehow linked that with Chandra copping a feel of mom's breasts yesterday.
She must have told him 'no means no' and then he must have stopped.

I thought, 'mom is so casual in talking this, shall I ask her about Chandra?'
She realised that something is on my mind.
She came near me, almost hugged me from side and said
"You know you can talk anything with me, don't you?"
"Yes Mom. It's just that it is little awkward."
"Oh, don't be. Please tell me."

"Mom, do ladies your age or that reading lady's age like younger boys?" 

"Hmm...Now we are talking.
It actually depends how much young you are referring to...But yes, women my age may like younger boys. It all depends on situations though"

"What kind of situations Mom?"

"Now it is little embarrassing for me to talk this.
But anyway, as I said, you are a grown man.
Ahmmm....Let us just say, situations where the lady is feeling any of the feelings like
Loneliness, not being appreciated by her husband, the younger boy is too good to resist and so on."

"Hmmm......" I got up saying this. 
Went to the rooms door to leave.
Before leaving I asked her

"Whats the reason in your case Mom?"


TBC

[DPLover]

Recap-


"Now it is little embarrassing for me to talk this.
But anyway, as I said, you are a grown man.
Ahmmm....Let us just say, situations where the lady is feeling any of the feelings like
Loneliness, not being appreciated by her husband, the younger boy is too good to resist and so on."

"Hmmm......" I got up saying this. 
Went to the rooms door to leave.
Before leaving I asked her

"Whats the reason in your case Mom?"

----_____----____----____----____---____

I had dared to provoke Mom by that question.
First time in life, I had seen mom talking on these topics. Probably she really realised that I am grown up and thought of taking the first step towards open dialogue. But my question must have made her feel like the step backfired. Off course, I would not know it until my next encounter with her.
Now the bullet was fired and I could not take it back.. so I tried to cool myself by looking at her photos taken by Chandra.
Then it hit me, he must have sent the photos to her. I literally ran to my room and opened laptop. Started whatsapp web. Searched for any message from Chandra. 
I was in for a surprise when I stumbled upon message from the reading lady.
The messages were-
RL:- So Smita, I see that your son is also following his dad's footsteps.
Mom: not exactly. But he was surely taken by your beauty. He has really grown up.
(I was surprised that mom talked that about me with the same person whom I was staring shamelessly.)
RL- That he is and you know what, I liked him. He was kind of cute.
Mom- I was trying not to expose him to that content, but Kapil didn't listen.
RL - I had signalled Kapil for that you know. (Wink)
Mom- you naughty lady. (Wink)

The messages end there.
I searched for Chandra's messages and just found text.

Chandra- Hi Smita (the word Bhabhi was excluded)
Mom- Hi Chandra
C - sorry for yesterday. I didn't really mean to...But couldn't control.
Mom- its ok , forget it.
Chandra- that is the thing. I cannot forget it.
Lahoo muh lag gaya (wink)
(That means, now the tiger has tasted the blood)
Mom- control Mr. Else I will tell about your visits to Kapil (wink)
Mom was flirting.
C- oh, so you are now threatening me.
I can show those pics to him (wink)
Mom- you dog. (Angry)
C- haahaahaahaa...Don't worry Smita. I won't do such a thing.
You know, one should not slaughter the hen who lays golden eggs.
Mom- huh...Ok then, no more eggs for you Mr.
C- oh...Sorry sorry, didn't mean to hurt you. Please forgive me.
Mom- ok then, you haven't yet sent the photos to me, send then as soon as you can
C- your wish is my command. Here you go with the photos.

I just realized, This further chat was happening live.
I held my breath and came the photo.
Whatsapp web showed it to me even without me downloading them, but I had to download them fast before mom could delete or move them. So I downloaded and hid the photos in hidden folder quickly.
Then on whatsapp web screen, I enjoyed watching those photos, till they disappear as mom probably moved them.

I sensed something by reading this.
They were on the verge of becoming very casual. 
At least from Chandra's side, it sounded like, he is still afraid of that fierce side of mom.
I liked it. I knew, mom is really up for this game and wanted to see how far she goes.

I tried to see their group for the photographs and found many with the reading lady and mom after their respective performances.
I saved them in hidden folder first.
Then zoomed in on each photo to look closely for mom's and reading lady's cleavages and their sexy hot figures.
I was hard. 
Reading lady's cleavage and smooth armpits were going to be my theme for shagging.
I still did not have it in me to shag imagining mom.  My excuse of becoming Mrs. S's son could come to help sometimes, but probably the variety in the form of the reading lady was keeping Mrs. S's son busy for the time being. That 'variety' word somehow hit me hard.
If I can keep moms photo aside just for the sake of variety, may be dad could also do so, and that too with mom and not with her photograph.
I was convinced now that mom was rather telling the truth.
Then the reading lady's comment about me following dad's footsteps made more sense.
In that situation, it was very much mixed bunch of feelings for me.
Hard due to reading Lady's sexy photos..
Guilty because I felt getting hard by looking at other lady was betrayal of mom and the taboo sense in actually thinking so many thoughts that involve sex and my own mother at the same time.
I had to get off this burden.
I zoomed in on reading lady's cleavage and almost kissed the laptop screen.
I recalled the made up story that I told to my friends.
In my mind, now I continued the story and removed her clothes one by one.
I licked her armpits by holding her both hands above her head by her wrists. I then kissed her on lips. I released her hands and then mauled her boobs mercilessly. She moaned and then I put my hands on her saree plates. Slowly revolving her around herself, her saree was undone. 
I was very hard and unknowingly I started stroking my dick by looking at her photos imagining these thoughts. 
Once her underskirt was undone, I found matching black panty that was quite the contrast with her fair white skin.
Now like a hungry dog I removed her panty and she herself removed her bra.
I immediately started sucking her nipples like a hungry kitten. My hands moved on her ass and my dick was being rubbed at her upper side of crotch. Her pussy was clean shaved but still the roughness was rubbing at .Y dickhead, adding to its hardness.
I ducked a little to align my cock and then inserted it in her pussy in standing pose.
I the n lifted her and pressed against the wall.
My shagging speed increased.
I was on the verge and so, closed my eyes and was on full speed. I didn't realize when mom opened my room's door and had come searching for me.
She froze by what she saw and was about ti say something when I came hard. The first spurt landed on floor just before mom's feet and then subsequent ones fell shorter and shorter.
I opened my eyes and first looked at the computer screen, which was showing the screensaver and then realized mom's presence in room and then lightening hit me. I yelled "mom....!!!"
She just changed her feet and folded her hands and shrugged her shoulders.
I quickly covered myself. 
"You could have locked the room at least."
Mom said in annoyed tone and then added
"It could have been your little sister instead of me."
I realized it and genuinely apologized
"I am really sorry mom, I didn't realize that I had not locked the room."
The situation was so awkward that I didn't or couldn't ask mom why she didn't knock before entering my room.
"Clean this mess up and come to my room ASAP" 
Mom said looking at the floor with my cum then to my apologetic face and then to the computer screen .
Thank God she didn't come forward and actually saw whats on the screen .

I had no option but to go to her room.
So I cleaned up and went to her room.
Knocked the door.
"Coming beta"
The word beta was giving me some relief in that situation.
I went in.
Mom was sitting on one end of her bed near the headrest, legs stretched across the length of bed. I went in. Sat on other edge of bed, towards her feet.
She started without wasting time.
"I need to know what did you mean by your earlier question" she said in a plain and discussing tone, as if she was not angry but wanted to know what I really meant.
I was not sure what to do or say.
She continued
"Is there anything you think about me? Or you think you know something? Or have seen something?"
When she uttered the last part, she too was little unsure whether to ask it or not.
But I became bold at that additional suggestion.
I said,
"Mom, don't get me wrong, but I have observed this Chandra uncle being extra nice to you and you reciprocating to him."
Mom's face started turning white.
"And yesterday I saw him hugging you from behind and..."
Mom stopped me by hand gesture.
"Stop it beta. I understood what it is. "
There was a dead pause after that.
Mom was not crying or anything, but seemed very sad. 
"Mom,...If you think really think I am a grown up, then please talk to me. Why are you sad? Let me know."
At my sentence, tears started flowing on her cheeks. I moved upwards and wiped her tears with my hands. She hugged me rather tightly and said, 
"Please do not think bad of your mom or dad. "
Still hugging me, she continued
"You came after us yesterday and saw what you did.
And I thank God for that because I had stopped Chandra at right moment.
If you would have followed your dad instead, God knows what would have you seen."
Then she released her hug and wiped her eyes.
"Do you think your mom deserves to be happy?" She asked as if she had made some decision.
"Off course yes." I said immediately.
"Then do one thing for me.
Forget what you saw and never follow me again. Promise me." 
In that emotional state, I promised her and she hugged me tightly at that.
And then coming to a casual teasing tone she said,
"I hope I was not the reason for your mess in the room." And winked.
I said.
"Mom, come on. How could I?"
"Sorry beta, just trying to ease the burden off me. I know you wouldn't do that.
But I can guess that it was the reading lady."
I blushed at that, unknowingly.
Mom caught that and said
"It's ok. Now you knew at least part of my reasons and I knew yours. Let's just keep it at that"

Now go, see if you have locked your PC, or else someone else will see what you were watching" (wink)

"Mom...Come on. I took care of that already.
And my promise will be a promise, I swear.
I just want you to be happy."
I hugged her this time, tightly.

Mrs. S's son was feeling his mom's beautiful firm breasts getting crushed on his chest for the third time within a apan of hardly 15 minutes.
He was getting hard at that and wanted another go at shagging with his mom's pics for his aid.

TBC

[DPLover]

Recap- 

"Mom...Come on. I took care of that already.
And my promise will be a promise, I swear.
I just want you to be happy."
I hugged her this time, tightly.

Mrs. S's son was feeling his mom's beautiful firm breasts getting crushed on his chest for the third time within a span of hardly 15 minutes.
He was getting hard at that and wanted another go at shagging with his mom's pics for his aid.


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Mrs. S's son quickly came to his room. It was aroudn 6 pm so he had time to savor the images of his mom.
Earlier, he had just quickly stored them in hidden folder.
He opened the laptop and the hidden folder too.
He did not forget to lock his room from inside.
He opened the photo of his mom, in her study room.
She was in a saree, sleeveless blouse...and the pallu was off her shoulders.
The person who clicked the photo, had pinched her stomach near navel quite hard.
Because, the red mark was visible on her smooth tummy.
She was bent a little.. which made her cleavage look more prominent. 
Her eyes had a twinkle in them and her smile was making her more desirable.
She had this naughty expressions on her face.
Her sleeveless blouse was showing the smooth shoulders and he could see her armpits a little as her hands were spread apart.
He so wanted to lick them, put his nose in her deep cleavage and also lick her sexy navel.
He recalled earlier hugs and then he wished the hugs could last little longer.
He switched to the next one.
In that, she was bent a little more. Her Mangal sutra dangling in front of her sexy cleavage and her eyes rolled up a bit due to bent position. Her eyebrows were questioning the photographer if he liked the show.
Sure, that bastard Chandra must have liked the show, he said to himself.
He so wished to go behind her and grab those hanging balls and maul them to his heart's content.
In the process, he could be dry humping her with his boner. Thinking this he moved to next photo which ws taken from behind.
She was equally bent and the perfect ass was projected a little backwards.
He wished, if he could just bunch up her saree till her ass is visible and slap her ass cheeks till they are red.
Just by that thought alone, he came again, harder this time and was exhausted at that.
He just closed the photos, shut the laptop cover and lied down on bed. Within no time, he was fast asleep.

I woke up somewhere around 7:30 & wrote the diary.
My diary that day wrote something even I found surprising when I think back-

---+
Female can be the one dictating the terms, irrespective of the fact whether or not she has the right set of assets.
If she has right assets, the stakes are higher and she can get literally anything done from opponent male.

While usually males think about sex 80-90% of their time, the pleasure is temporary and not limited to one female partner.
While, due to social structure, females are bound to be loyal with one and only one. 
However, about the age range of 35-45, they undergo huge harmone changes and that triggers their sex drive, in most cases.
In this stage, if the female gets someone who can do anything just to get her glimpse or see some skin of hers, she is sure to play the dangerous game with that male and it could be irrespective of the age or relation with the male.

For males between age 15-25,  the directionlessness becomes key factor for infatuations or lust towards any lady.
However, more than 50% are inclined towards mature ladies.
Reason behind that could be, almost constant exposure to a ripe lady at home, in the form of their mom. Not all can accept this freely, hence they either fantasize about their own moms or they do so with their friend's mom. Actually, in the back of their mind, they imagine their own mom, even if they convince themselves that they are fantasizing about friend's mom.

---+

Especially, the last paragraph was moving me towards the confession that, "yes, I lusted my own mom and wanted to do things, very naughty and sexy things to her, if the opportunity arises"...
The moment, this realisation hit me, I snapped myself out from those thoughts immediately and still convinced that, 
It's not that I want to do such things to her.
But honestly, I won't mind watching those things being done to her.

When that thought came, I had a clear vision of Chandra's palms cupping and squeezing mom's boobs from behind. 
Although she had her blouse on, the mauling made her cleavage even more prominent and the vision was now so clear that I could see that Chandra's thumb and Index finger was rather making some specific movement while rest of his palm felt the cushion of mom's boobs. I realized that he was pinching her nipples.oh my God, I was hard again and had to look at her photos again.
I secretly did so before veena came to our room.
When I saw moms first pic where she was bending little and her cleavage visible, I could also imagine Chandra's palm playing with her boobs, pinching her nipples from above her blouse.
I also saw the reading lady's pics once again. 
I imagined my palms on her boobs. I played with her nipples from above the blouse.
In front of my closed eyes, I was seeing all four of us.
Me, dry humping and pressing reading lady's boobs and kissing her neck. Besides me was my mom being groped from behind by Chandra.
He too was kissing her neck. She had her eyes closed and was trying to control ber moan. 
Chandra Opened top 2 hooks of mom's blouse and inserted one of his hands in and was feeling her naked skin of boobs and I could see him pinching her nipple.
I followed suit and was doing it to reading lady.
I could sense her nipple getting erect under my thumb and my dick was spurting again. I was way too exhausted and slept like that.off course, I closed laptop properly before that.
Knock on the door woke me up from my sleep.
It was mom. It was around 930 in the night.
She was in her nighty and since the room lights were off I could clearly see the silhouette of her through thin material of the nighty and due to light coming from behind her. 
"Were you asleep already? Not feeling like having dinner beta?"
The word beta rang in my head like a hammer.
I felt like all the earlier images are being thrown away from my mind.
I personally had to come up with some way to be either ok with that or to not be ok but be cool in front of mom,so that she doesn't feel any suspicions.
Mom caught me thinking and said
"Come on, what are you thinking. Come let us have dinner. Veena had hers and slept in our room already.
She tried to wake you up but no use."
She caressed my hair and while doing that, my stare went to her armpits which were clearly visible due ti her sleeveless gown.
The gown was thin material but not transparent. Else, my eyes would have tried to find out her navel and even her boobs outline.
Mom turned and started walking towards dining room. 
I couldn't help but stare at her swaying ass. She paused and turned back. 
"Come on, it's already late. I am waiting for you for dinner"
I was half hard...So took some time to adjust clothes and went behind her.
It was two of us for dinner. 
She was little uneasy, it seemed.
As if she wanted to say something and was trying to find right time.
So I thought of breaking the ice.
"Mom, I wanted to ask you something"
"Ask away beta. What it is?"
"Please do not get me wrong, but I am only being curious.
Why would a man like dad go behind someone else than you?"
I had kept my voice as low as possible.
"Beta, as I told you reasons for any lady getting impressed by someone else than her husband...
Men also have their reasons. And I am not getting you wrong at all.. I won't judge you for your questions"
"And I won't judge you Mom for whatever you do."
My reply was very quick...I bit my tongue. I shouldn't have said that.
But mom was cool.
"It's ok beta. Now that we are talking this, you must know one thing. Your mom is not cheap.
And I want to be transparent with you and expect honesty from you.
I have been thinking all afternoon & evening about this and so this is a well thought out decision to be honest with you."
"Mom, you can trust me."
"I know beta, that is why I haven't unlinked my phone from whatsapp web." (Wink)
This caught my breath. Though mom winked at that, I was still not able to digest it.
She continued,
"You see, Chandra is taking my photos and sharing with me. I know you have seen them. I attribute this to your hormones...So won't judge you for that.
And that why I said that your mom is not cheap, even if it may feel from those photos."
She took a deep breath when she said that.
She had some tears in her eyes. I wiped them and said,
"Mom, I am sorry if I have hurt you in any way and also for not respecting your privacy. I was just curious."

"Don't be sorry beta, as I said, it's ok and I haven't removed the linkage. In future too, you can check my whatsapp. Just be careful not to repeat the mess like earlier today." (Wink)
I blushed at that and before I could say anything, she said
"The reading lady is my favourite too. She has got something in her that really attracts you towards her." 
It was a bouncer & Yorker both.
Seeing my confusion, she added
"Don't get me wrong, I do not like women in 'that' sense...But yes, I can understand why someone could go after some lady."
"But mom, aren't you angry about dad?"
"Why should I be? You see, your dad and I are not like normal couples. I can say this much only as of now. " 
My curiosity increased, but I knew I cannot ask more because mom closed her earlier sentence like that.
But still, had to ask this.
"Mom, one last question. Do you really think the reading lady finds me cute?"
Mom laughed at that...And said
"She is right on both accounts.
You being cute and you following dad's footsteps."
Then she said, 
"I know you cannot control your attraction towards her.
So, I wanted to keep it as surprise but will tell you.
She is coming to stay with us this weekend. 
And may not be much good news for you, but Chandra is also going to come. He may be there just for some time, not sure."
Saying this mom got up and kept our plates in sink.
I washed my hands after mom and when I was drying my hands, mom said
"I hope you will keep your promise and not follow me."
"Off course mom...Anything for your happiness."
We hugged each other good night.
I deliberately made it a longer one.
Mom coughed to break the hug and said
"Reading lady will be equally happy to hug you like this." (Wink)

TBC

[DPLover]

Nice update bro DP_Lover... I didnt expect the story to move in this fashion. I expected it to be a peeping son's diary. But you seem to have fresh plan in your mind. Please keep it up. Waiting eagerly for next updates.

Thank you so much.
I know, this is little slow development and till now there is no intercourse narration, at least not with the main character...But trying to keep it as realistic as possible.
Thanks again.

~ DPLover

[DPLover]

Really very nice update bro

Thank you for your constant encouragement.

[DPLover]

Recap-


"She is right on both accounts.
You being cute and you following dad's footsteps."
Then she said, 
"I know you cannot control your attraction towards her.
So, I wanted to keep it as surprise but will tell you.
She is coming to stay with us this weekend. 
And may not be much good news for you, but Chandra is also going to come. He may be there just for some time, not sure."
Saying this mom got up and kept our plates in sink.
I washed my hands after mom and when I was drying my hands, mom said
"I hope you will keep your promise and not follow me."
"Off course mom...Anything for your happiness."
We hugged each other good night.
I deliberately made it a longer one.
Mom coughed to break the hug and said
"Reading lady will be equally happy to hug you like this." (Wink)

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I just smiled at moms sentence and wished her good night.
I was exhausted by the days happening but was unable to sleep now.
Mom had reminded me of my promise. So, was she going to do or allow Chandra to do something which I should not see?
Or
Was it her plan to make me curious and peep anyway?
Was she inclined towards showing herself to me?
Or was it her kink to have some audience?
Or did she really mean me not to follow her and instead follow dad and reading lady?
What did they do on the maifil day?
I was hard just by the thought of my dad doing with reading lady. Will it be missionary? Or doggy? Or any other way? 
How will her body move in those poses?
How will her moaning sound?
My God...This was becoming too much for me. 
I was tired and did not really have enough stamina to shag again, but my dick wasn't listening to me.
My hands went on my dick in autopilot as these thoughts kept coming.
Will it be possible that, just like my dream, mom n Chandra pair will be next to dad n reading lady? 
Will mom n dad be ok with that? Will dad be able to digest that his wife is being taken by some younger fellow in front of his eyes?
Will mom be ok with dad's infidelity in front of her?
Probably, mom was not ok for that, but was forced to be ok ? Given the fact that she was actually crying when she talked about dad.
That means, mom really didn't want it but going to do it because of Dad?
My night had turned into a big question mark.
I couldn't sleep.
Hence to get tired enough to be fast asleep, I decided to take the idea ahead.
If mom n dad are near each other while being intimate with some other partner, how will that be?
I started stroking my dick.
Initially, it was difficult to imagine mom without clothes or involved in sexual act.
So my focus was on reading lady.
I imagined myself in dad's place as that was easier way to get off the edge.
So, it was me who was fucking the reading lady from behind. I wanted it without removing her saree.
So, it was bunched up and I was slapping her ass cheeks in between. She was moaning sexily and ....Wait a minute...
Dad came in front of her and shoved his dick in her mouth. 
So, me n dad tagteamed the lady. Oh, this was horny as hell. 
I thought that could be enough for me to cum but that didn't happen. Human body is a mystery.
Due to my earlier shagging, my ejaculation prolonged.
I had to imagine something wilder.
That is when I heard a moan from mom, for the first time. But it was so sensuous that even the reading lady could get the excitement in my cock.
"Aahhhhh....uiiiiii.....hmmmmm" mom moaned while being taken from behind by Chandra.
He was going in an out at a steady pace.
Moms hands were folded backward on her small of a back and held by Chandra in his one hand.
With his free hand, he was caressing her back and pressing her hanging boobs in between.
I followed suit and did the same with reading lady.
She moaned on dad's cock which was in her mouth.
Dad moved in such a way that three of us went closer to mom n Chandra.
Then Suddenly dad put his cock in mom's mouth and that's it...That was too much for me.
I came, for the third time...And slept like a dead man.

Next day, I bunked my college, obviously.
Mom came to wake me up.
I dreaded the fact that it was going to be me and mom all alone for the day.
I used to watch porn sometimes. One of my storyteller friend had introduced me to some porn sites which could still be accessed. It was way too risky and hence I avoided watching it at home. When I used to visit this friend's home, we used to watch it sometimes.
But, with porn, my experience was, after some time, you start getting numb towards it. And to excite yourself you keep on searching more options, more categories, more kinky stuff.
Precisely that happened with my imagination too.
I was probably not getting excited by some simple sex scene imagination.
Recent encounters where my thoughts about mom, although via third person view, had become polluted, so to say. Therefore, I dared to include mom being banged by Chandra in my imagination.
I felt guilty for that.
I genuinely thought of sticking to the promise I made to Mom. That way, I could be good in my own view and won't have to be sorry.
Mom called for breakfast.
I was removing the linkage of her whatsapp web from laptop.
When I went for breakfast, mom said in a jolly mood
"Good morning dear...We are all alone today till evening.
You can talk anything you want, you know?"
And she winked.
I was still in afterthoughts and didn't respond the way she could have expected.
"What happened, everything alright? 
You can discuss anything with me, you know that, right?"
Mom asked out of concern.
"Yes mom, I know. Nothing has happened, but I have decided to folmy promise to the core.
I have removed the linkage of WhatsApp web."
Mom didn't expect that.
"But why honey? I said I was ok with that.
I know, with the knowledge that you might check my messages, I have started becoming extra careful.
But that's just a phase, I guess."
"But mom, only then my promise can be kept really."
Mom was moved by my stance. She fought her tears and came near me to give me a hug.
I was very little reluctant but once her Bossom welcomed my head as I was sitting, all my reluctance was gone.
I put my hands on her lower back, just above her hip and tightened the hug.
"Hmmm.... " Mom just made this sound and said,
"I am so proud of you beta. " Saying this, she bent a little without leaving the hug and kissed my forehead.
My third person view was desperate to kick in. I controlled somehow. Moms boobs felt soft yet firm and I took myself away on my imagination trip, unknowingly. But this time, it was only the reading lady and me. 
I imagined her hugging me in same fashion and me pressing her ass freely. 
The imagination made my hands work and I pressed mom's waist little hard.
She broke the hug momentarily and looked at me in the eyes.
Then said,
"Not sure, but I guess you are imagining the reading lady now, isn't it? 
I couldn't help but nod.
"Will you tell me something honestly?" Mom asked.
"Yes mom"
She pulled a chair near and sat on it, very close to me, such that our knees were still touching.
Then she asked "what is it that you liked in the reading lady?"
"Mom...Come on...This is embarrassing.
I could ask you the same about Chandra uncle then you will know the embarrassment. " I said in annoyed tone.
But mom was little way too open today and said,
"You know, since we have talked yesterday night, I feel I can share anything with you. It's like I have got a friend I had lost " 
I could understand her situation.
She too was probably dealing with either some kind of guilt or some burdening thought, if not guilt.
I said, "ok then, you first mom."
Mom smiled and said "I knew you would make me talk first. But now please bear in mind this disclaimer. 
Even though I am talking freely and may use some naughty words, I am still your Mom"
There was a pit in my stomach at that statement of hers.
All the afterthoughts in the morning were worth.
I was right to distance myself from any sex thoughts which also involved mom.
On the other hand, that statement also felt like a challenge, hence the pit in my stomach.
Challenge as to 'now that I am saying clearly that I am still your mom, you cannot dare to think such sexy thoughts about me... Will you dare?"
Off course, mom's tone was not such naughty or throwing any challenge at me. 
So, now, I was back to square one...Being obedient son of Mrs. S....But who has the liberty to talk any topic with her now.
"Are you ready?" Mom asked.
"Yes, please start"
"...Ahem..."Mom coughed just to give herself a starter & then continued,
"You see Chandra is very talented, knows music, languages, literature...So almost everything he knows.
That is added point to him being kind of cute and handsome at the same time.
He is so readable, if you know what I mean. It is as if you can see through his eyes and know what he is thinking."
"I am sure this must be a special female gift then...Because I didn't feel like that."
Mom laughed and continued
"Yeah, could be. So basically, I could clearly see how he is appreciating me....For my beauty, some talent I have at cooking and some at music.
Everyone loves praise, beta and I am a normal human being...Or to be precise, a human being who is not being appreciated much by her husband"
Moms tone became a little sad, but next moment she was all cheery.
She said, "you know, Chandra imagines me in various dresses. Not sure if you have seen his messages indicating that...But after almost 17 years of marriage,someone is still feeling like that for me...This itself is great thing for me."
I was about to say but mom stopped me and said
"I know you will think, just for this I am falling for him. So I may fall for any guy who is praising me.
But as you said, the female gift...May be I have found that his praise is genuine and not just the one I get from other friends of your dad, who are mostly looking at my chest when they talk to me or stare my base when I am walking away from them.
Intimate feelings can arise only for that person whom you can trust...Or who you know is genuine.
So, when I found his genuineness, I unknowingly put forward one step and ...."
Mom paused, as if in doubt whether to continue or not...
I said
"Mom, come on, you can tell anything to me."
She sighed and continued
"Hmm.. true...So when I took step, he took 2.
And it's difficult to express and will be difficult for you to understand, but I started liking that.
I knew, it would end only in we being very close, intimate....But I have had enough waiting for your dad. 
It's not that he doesn't appreciate me at all...Ithe does not get intimate with me...But he...."
When she started talking about dad, she became restless. I understood that, she is keeping those thoughts and feelings hidden for longer time and today she has got chance to vent them out. So I encouraged her. I stood up and stood beside her. She was standing railing on the dining table. I too stood like her a d hugged her from side and said
"I can understand mom. I do not claim I know it all and will understand it all...But as I promised, I won't judge you. So please say whatever you have in mind."

Mom was visibly relaxed at that and continued
"Your dad imagine someone else when he is with me.
Not that I am not ok with that. We were young once and have had our share of such things. But sometimes, one expects to be really with you. May be it's my age talking...But I need to feel secured. I do not get that feeling with your dad.  I am rather feeling secure with you here...Or with Chandra when he looks at me like he is going to eat me alive. What an irony, but being eaten alive makes me feel secured, makes me feel wanted...
But then, after all Chandra is also a man...
A man who would go after other lady if he finds one more attractive than me...."

Then mom realized, she is the one who is talking too much.
So she changed her mood and said
"Now, you tell me, what do you like in that lady?
Let me guess, the way she wears her saree below navel?"
"Mom..." I was sounding annoyed but mom had got a point. Navel was one of my weakpoints.
She continued, 
"What? Don't show me your mock anger...I have seen the way you were staring at her navel and chest.
But you know what? ..." There was a teenager zeal when she talked...I liked it.
"She is one size smaller than me there..." And winked.
"Mom...Please don't make it anymore embarrassing.
"Come on son... The whole world knows what guys are interested in. You are hearing it from me and feeling embarrassed. I am sure if reading lady talks this, you will feel horny. "
"Could be..." I showed agreement. 
"So, the point is, you can tell me anything, I know initially it could be little uneasy...But let us cross that barrier together."
"Hmmm" I hummed in agreement.
"Mom, actually, I had some strange dreams with reading lady, dad, you and Chandra uncle in it. "
I paused, not sure what to say ahead.
Mom said, "go ahead beta, as I said, I won't judge you."
I nodded and continued
"You and Chandra uncle were.... intimate....And me and reading lady were too.
Dad was there and he was completely ok with whatever was happening. Rather....He was joining any couple any time he wished."
I felt like I shouldn't have told that to mom...
But now couldn't undo it.
Mom was surprised but not shocked at that.
She said
"Hmmm....My son has really grown up....I must say.
So, now I really wish you follow your dad and reading lady this weekend. At least, your dream will have some touch of reality."

Mom said that and left to her room.

TBC

[DPLover]

Recap-


I nodded and continued
"You and Chandra uncle were.... intimate....And me and reading lady were too.
Dad was there and he was completely ok with whatever was happening. Rather....He was joining any couple any time he wished."
I felt like I shouldn't have told that to mom...
But now couldn't undo it.
Mom was surprised but not shocked at that.
She said
"Hmmm....My son has really grown up....I must say.
So, now I really wish you follow your dad and reading lady this weekend. At least, your dream will have some touch of reality."

Mom said that and left to her room.

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After that, there was no much talk about weekend. I guess, there was again some kind of partition between me and mom. We could see each other and understand that the other person wants to talk more...But somehow no one could break the ice.

During lunch,
When mom was preparing our plates, her pallu drifted away...cleavage visible...And somehow she understood that I am watching, but still she didn't object and didn't adjust to too.
I got a feast for my eyes.
Once she was done serving the food, she surprised me by tucking the drifted pallu at her waist...Letting me see her upper body in blouse.
"I know, you have visualised much more than this in your dream...So this much shouldn't do any harm.
Besides, I am feeling little hot due to work in kitchen.
Now, don't stare at my chest and eat"
Mom laughed and eased up the atmosphere.
I had things in my mind to ask her...
"Mom,... You said you and dad are not normal couple..
And then you asked me to follow dad and reading lady so that my dream will have touch of reality.
Do you mean to say, you are in open marriage?"
I had learnt this term recently, and hence used it.
Mom was surprised and said,
"Look...You need not poke your nose in too many details.
I am allowing you to talk, just attributing it to your harmones and I really want to have open discussion.
But not on all topics. I am sorry, if this sounds harsh to you but as I said, remember, I am your mother after all."
Mom said this in quite plain tone.
I replied,
"Sorry mom, I didn't mean to make you angry or something. i was just trying to connect the dots.
And the open dialogue that you referred to, must allow questions...You can chose not to answer." 
I said this in even plainer tone.

That probably made mom uneasy on her easier approach. She apologetically said
"Didn't mean to be harsh. Off course you can ask questions. It's just that, till few years back, when you were still younger, it was all smooth for me and your dad.
Now that you have grown up, you must have many questions, provided your recent exposure to certain things.
I was not really ready for that, to be honest.
I knew you must have questions, a lot of them..
I was just trying to protect our image in your eyes.
Ok, let me tell you something...May be the final comment from my side on this.
"Your dad is the loveliest husband any woman can dream of...Who can go to any extent to see his wife happy. And that's why I said, follow your dad."
Mom was done with her lunch. She got up, kept the plate in sink and sat on the chair again after washing her hands.
She then untucked the pallu and covered her chest. 
Then she said in mischievous tone,
"If my reading about you is correct...Then I am all thrilled to welcome the weekend. It's just 2 days away but I literally cannot wait."
Saying this she got up, caressed my hair and left for her room.
In the evening, I made some tea and took it to her room.
She was changing from saree to some dress. I knocked on the door and she asked me to come in.
I was welcomed by a feast.
First time I saw my mom in bra. Her cleavage was deeper and my third person view came to my rescue to save me from any guilt.
Mrs. S's son was jUst staring at that beautiful site.
Her boobs heaving with every breath she took and the deep cleavage was like a magnet to his eyes.
He was struck at one point...Not moving at all.
She broke the spell by wearing a top. She didn't do the buttons yet...So part of ber bra and lot of her cleavage was still visible. She then undid the underskirt.. her super smooth thighs were visible from the side cut of her top.
She bent down to wear the bottom pant and her cleavage was all the more visible. Mrs.S was hell of a lady...Her son thought, his dad is a lucky bastard to get to fuck her officially. 
Then he recalled his dream about Chandra fucking his mom. He was about to get engrossed in that dream, that Mrs. S snapped him out of it.
She was doing her top buttons now and he was staring at her chest till the last button was done. 
Then she took tea tray from his hands and they both had tea. Now he was staring at her overall figure. As if everything else was blurred for him and only focus was on her figure.
Mrs. S snapped her fingers again at her son and then he apologized for his staring.

I had my tea and went out in a nearby park.
Sat at one corner bench and planned what to do on weekend.
Mrs. S's son was also talking to me.
He said,
"My mom has given clear indication that there's gonna be good amount of banging this weekend. Even though she tried to say that Chandra will be there for some time only...But I know for sure that that's a lie.
They will make sure we are asleep and then the bang bang will happen."
I laughed at that word. And then said to him
"But I have promised mom that I will not follow her. 
Also, she has given me hint to follow dad.
Besides, reading lady is also a real eye candy. So will get to see her nude and would be thrill to watch her get banged."
He said,
"Yes, but you know, I am dying to watch my mom being taken. You saw her in bra today. Didn't you feel like rippling her clothes off and mauling those melons?
Didn't your blood rush to your tool asking for release?
Didn't it urge you to let it go in that glorious hole....Oh my God...I was just getting mad looking at her like that..."
"First of all, I am convinced that, I like to watch her..But that I like when she is with some other person. I am never that person even in my wildest imagination."
He was quick in his question 
"So, you do not envy Chandra for hugging her from behind and cupping her boobs?"
I was not having immediate answer. I composed one saying
"I did feel a sense of jealousy that time..But it was for short time.
The pleasure my tool got from that was tremendous.
Sex is not always in physical action bro. Mind plays important role there."

"Oh, now I know what you should do exactly.
Your mom has asked you to follow your dad.
So, she is assuming, once you see them in action, say, even if they go for 2 or 3 rounds at it...It will still be for an hour or two.
She must be expecting you to shag at that, get tired and sleep.
Only then her part with Chandra can begin.
She will keep patience till your dad is done, knowing that you will be watching him.
So, if you so want to watch the reading lady, do watch..But control...And don't shag.
Then make an impression that you are asleep.
You may need to be aware that your room may get locked from outside. Be prepared for that.
And then let some 30 minutes or so go and then you come out of your room and forget about the promise.
She took that promise for her happiness.
Which she is anyway going to get.
You break the promise for your happiness.
See your mom naked...See her getting banged....
By someone who's not your dad.
She is just a perfect Milf man....
Don't lose this Chance!

TBC. 

[DPLover]

Recap-


She took that promise for her happiness.
Which she is anyway going to get.
You break the promise for your happiness.
See your mom naked...See her getting banged....
By someone who's not your dad.
She is just a perfect Milf man....
Don't lose this Chance!

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I was somehow convinced with what Mrs. S's son was telling me. I reviewed my life till that moment.
I was having a great life. I was lucky to have parents who were well educated, fond of arts and literature and music. I had never thought badly of anyone till now.
So one could predict that my life will go on smooth and I will become an adult exactly like my parents, Gentle, sophisticated ! 
On the other hand, my recent exposure was making me someone who was literally split in two personalities. One who saw nothing wrong in watching his own mom getting fucked by someone else and getting aroused by that. The other who thought of that as something to be ashamed of. I had become like harry Potter. The choice was mine. Whether to give in to the voldemort in me or keep the Harry alive. 
Well, Harry lives in films. In my case, the lucid picture of upcoming events (and may be many more events in coming future) shown by Mrs S's son was so attractive that I could not resist. I decided to go by what he suggested. I ensured the balcony of adjacent room to our bedroom was open, so that I could come out of my room even if someone locks it from outside. I also made sure to have at least 2 locations for mom dad's bedroom and mom's study room for my peeping. 
I so wished I could convince mom n dad to be present there when that happens, so I don't have to make these arrangements and I could see everything without any hindrance. But anyway, I was ok at least for the time being with the arrangement. 
The weekend started on Friday Eve...Reading lady came with her bags. Mom opened the door and I was right behind her. Reading lady hugged mom first and then me. She hugged me tighter and for longer time than Mom. Mom winked at me. I was in heaven. Her breasts crushing on my chest, my hands were lightly kept on her small of waist, on her naked waist skin. She was so smooth... Felt like bringing the dream in reality and turning her around, bending her and banging her right then and there. When she loosened the hug, she gave a peck on my cheek and said
"Young man....You are all grown up. I envy your girlfriend." 
Mom laughed and said, "he doesn't have one. You might be the lucky one. He likes elder women" 
"Oh Mom...Come on..." I said in annoyed tone.
The reading lady said,
"Don't get annoyed at her. Your mom and I have vast experience in this field. (Wink) You know Chandra? He is my nephew. He was just like you when he was your age. 
He used to hug your mom just like you did now to me.
Boys your age like elder women, that's quite normal.
And you might already know...."
Mom cut her in between and said
"Come on, let us get in first. Are you going to talk everything at the door?"
Reading lady was quick in response
"Off course not...There are things to be discussed in bedroom as well."

Chandra is her nephew? That was shocking to me. I did not think that there could be any relation between them. Besides, I had not checked mom's whatsapp. So not sure what discussion these two women had over these past few days. But I am sure Mom must have told her something about me, which has made her so bold in talking all these. I thought of asking mom to give her phone to check messages, but then avoided it.
I thought, let the mystery unfold on it's own.

After a while, dad came and he hugged the lady tighter...In spite of mine and veena's presence. Mom tapped on his forearm and he loosened his grip.
We all had dinner. It was normal affair, no much talk from the lady. It was dessert time when the doorbell rang.
Mom almost went running to open the door. I also went and saw that she herself gave a tight welcome hug to Chandra. I think I saw his hands slightly cupping mom's ass cheeks. He also retracted when he saw me looking at them. Mom turned around to find me looking at them. I had little anger in my eyes.she asked Chandra to go ahead and came to me. Sat on her knees and held my hands. She then kept my palms on her cheeks and kissed my palms alternatively. 
"Do you really want your mom happy?"
"Yes mom off course..."
"Then please keep your promise. Now you followed me.
But post dinner, follow your dad. "
It was a clear instruction. No confusion.
I sensed that she has done some kind of setting.
I recalled what Mrs. s's son had told.
So, once the dinner was over, mom took Chandra to guest room to keep his luggage and dad took the lady to their bedroom. We had other guest room too, but dad still took her to their bedroom.
I sensed some kind of urgency in his moves. So in stealth mode I followed him.
He closed the bedroom door as soon as they were in. I peeped from one of my preset locations and could see that dad and the lady were smooching like anything.
Suddenly, the bathroom door of their bedroom opened and mom came out. She was laughing looking at them.
"Oh, Kapil. You are like an adolescent boy who cannot control. Look at Chandra. He is waiting for his turn with his aunt patiently. "
The reading lady went to mom, hugged her from behind,cupped her boobs from under her saree pallu and said
"Why wouldn't he be patient my dear. He must be getting to play with your melons.
And don't tell me you are not impatient at all. I bet you must be dripping wet down there."
Mom freed herself from that hug and went to dad.
I was almost about to get a heart attack, when she easily unzipped dad, took out his tool and gave a kiss to its head.
Then looking at dad, she said, 
"Miss me...." 
And then she went to bathroom again. 
Now the reading lady got rid of her saree and knelt in front of dad. Dad was stroking his pole and the lady took it in her mouth.
Dad bent a little and groped her boobs quite roughly while she was taking him in her mouth.
Then he straightened her up and almost tore her clothes to bring her in only her inners.
Both were kissing each other madly in between and taking small breaks to catch their breaths.
Then dad removed her panty and made her bent near the other end of bed. I was getting a profile view now.
Dad brushed his tool on her pussy for 2-3 times and then in one go entered her from behind.
Then next moment her bra was undid and now I was looking at the gorgeous reading lady, totally nude and being banged by my dad from behind.
Her boobs were little bigger than mom's perhaps, and I was enjoying their dangling movement every time dad gave strokes.
Dad was groaning and the lady was moaning.
Not too loud, but enough for me to be able to listen to.
Then dad put her on bed and entered her in missionary.
They were madly kissing each other.
Lady said,
"Do you think Chandra must be having good time with Smitha?" 
In between his longer strokes, dad replied,
"Poor Chandra. Smita teased him so badly till now.
He is waiting badly for his initiation.
And you know Smitha. She won't let him touch her first unless he is with you."
"Hmmm....Give it to me Kapil. I have waited so long for this day. Since Chandra wasn't initiated, I couldn't take him in these many days. I have kept my word and now it's your turn to keep yours."
My head was spinning. 
Initiation? What ? Is this some kind of cult? 
What exactly is mom doing with Chandra then?"
Then suddenly it clicked me to peep in mom's study room.
I went there and peeped but no one was there.
I was surprised. How did mom was in bathroom before dad? I sensed something and by intuition, I went in her study room. I did not find anyone there so went to the bathroom which was attached to her study. No one was there too but I heard some sound and when paid close attention, I found that the sound was coming from the walls. I literally placed my ear to the wall. I could hear Chandra saying something. He seemed to be in some kind of pain. I unknowingly pressed little hard and my hand pressed something like a knob and the bathroom wall opened. 
My next surprise. We had some hidden door/room in our home.
I suddenly recalled dad's friends and sometimes their wives also going in mom's study and coming out after long time. 
All this was becoming too much for me.
I went through that door and I could see that it was a connecting passage to the bathroom of my parent's bedroom. After going few feet, I saw some dim light, a chair and Chandra sitting on the chair.
Mom was standing in front of him. Just in her blouse and underskirt. She was saying to him...
Hold on, be patient and You will be rewarded.
I think your aunt has come from other door to check on you. I heard some sound now.
 I had told her clearly, my son must be watching them. Why did she come through this door? 
And she came towards where I was. It was useless to try to hide, there was no scope.
She found me and was very angry. 
"You?....Why didn't you keep your promise?"
"I am sorry mom...I was very much curious....And couldn't help..."
"Oh dear....." And she hugged me...
I was not sure what had happened?
She took me and Chandra to other bedroom.
In that bedroom, dad was lying down and the lady was on top... They were still at it. The speed must have been very slow. 
But when mom entered along with me on one hand and Chandra on the other...Both of them were shocked.
"How could he is here Smitha? I thought you had it under control?"...Dad spoke getting up.
He didn't try to hide his nakedness....Nor did the lady.
The reading lady came to Chandra and hugged him.
Then she came to me, hugged me and kissed me on my lips.
"I don't know how ever chandra will be able to thank you"...
I was still not getting it. 
"Smitha, now, as per the rule, you will have to initiate Chandra...And I will get the honor to initiate your son."
Mom gave me an angry look.... And then knelt in front of Chandra.
She took out his tool removing his pants and started sucking it. She wasn't doing it out of love or willingness, it seemed. 
But Chandra was enjoying it, nonetheless.
He held moms hair and started giving full strokes in her mouth.
"Aunty, my waiting was worth. As you said, her son was going to be curious. So I made louder sounds so that he could hear me and he did."
He continued
"Smitha aunty....My aunt has shown me many photos and videos of you during the ceremony and I so wished it would be you to initiate me.  My wish will now come true"
Dad tapped on reading lady's shoulder and asked her to suck him. She first unzipped me and then took my by my dick near dad. 
Then she took me completely in her mouth and was stroking dad's tool.
In a while,dad made her stand and bent her on my tool and started fucking her from behind.
My dream was after all true. We were tagteaming the lady.
Suddenly, we heard a moan from Chandra and he has come in mom's mouth.
Mom cleaned him and got up. She removed her blouse and underskirt. Chandra held her from behind and removed her bra. I was first time seeing her boobs in broad light. He then started playing with her boobs as if it was his own property. Moms nipples had become hard. Chandra was about to remove her panty when she stopped him and came near us. Signaled the lady to stop and took hold of my tool.
Dad immediately took out from the reading lady.
Mom made her turn towards dad so that her ass was now towards me.
The lady spread her ass cheeks and mom said
"I took the promise from you because I wanted to initiate you. I wanted to introduce you to the wonderful world of this bodily pleasure. But now, rules are rules. And it's ok. Afterall , being introduced is important. And it's not like you don't like this lady.
But now, you will have to wait for quite long for your turn with me. I am sorry beta. I can only do this much with you now."
Saying this, she bent down and planted a kiss on my dick head. Then she placed it on the lady's entrance and said,
"There's always some gain when there's some loss.
Although you won't get your turn with me soon...The lady must be available to you at least once in a week as per the rules. "
Saying this, she put her hand on my ass and gave a push.my dick went inside the lady's hot pussy and I kind of forgot the world and started fucking her by keeping my hands on her hips.
Dad placed his tool in the lady's mouth.
My dream really came true.
Chandra brought mom near me.
Made her bent down and hold on the bed's bar at the bottom.
I could clearly see moms perfect ass and since Chandra had removed her panty, I could see a hint of her ass hole and her pussy lips were on clear display.
He brushed his tool on her pussy lips and then it invaded her pussy.her rubbery pussy lips made their way for the invading rod.
Then Chandra started fucking her in steady strokes.
Chandra removed his tool to make mom frustrated.
But took my hand and made me insert my fingers in her hot n wet pussy.
The moment my fingers entered moms pussy, I came in the lady's pussy.
I was still in her and making small hip movements when Chandra said to mom
"How does it feel to get fingered by your own son Smita aunty? You wanted to initiate him. The least I can do for you two is this. Rules won't allow your turn to him in near future....But whenever I come, I want him to make you ready by fingering you.
I won't mind aunty's company...So that your son can also get some enjoyment."
Saying this he winked at me.
Then removed my hand and plunged into mom from behind again. I could see moms hanging boob jiggling due to his hard pounding.
The lady moved forward and my semi hard dick came out from her pussy.
She took me in front of mom and said,
I also want my tools well lubricated.
Suck him clean smitha. I know he will be soon ready for next round. Make him ready for me.
Kapil, come on, fuck me till then"
Dad started fucking the lady and mom reluctantly took my dick in her mouth.
Her mouth was moving automatically in to and fro movements because of Chandra's strokes.
This was probably next part of my dream.
Chandra stopped his strokes and asked mom to suck me properly.
Mom started sucking me.
I was hard in no time.
Now the reading lady started riding me and mom rode Chandra. Now she was a willing partner in the game.
I was enjoying all that.
I knew, I am going to get actual sex once a week...Mostly mom ek be present during that and after few months or years, I would get mom too.
I was happy at that....

The end.

[DPLover]

WTF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I totally get your frustration.
I will try to rewrite the end part/s once again.
Right now, cannot spend time writing here due to other priorities.
I just didn't want to keep the story un finished, hence the rushed end.

[DPLover]

I feel the ending was a bit rushed but overall it's a good story

Thank you for those kind words.
As mentioned in above reply, I will try to rewrite the end part/s.

Thank you again.

[DPLover]

Thank you for a very nice story. It would have been better if it had been a little bit longer, like including more scenes were mom is getting laid in detail, but it's your story anyway and thanks again for taking your valuable time to entertain us. I'm hoping you would write more short stories like this that has an ending, and especially in this genre. Or you can write multiple parts of the same story like in literotica, whatever it is I'm eagerly waiting for your  next work.

like including more scenes were mom is getting laid in detail, >>>
I will definitely try to include these scenes when I rewrite the end part/s.

Thank you again.

[DPLover]

Happy new year to you too bro.

[DPLover]

I cannot help but build on this story with a different and more elaborate end.
I am writing the part now.you can expect an update by weekend. From last post, the different part would start with the son finds out the hidden chamber/passage in house.

Thanks.

[DPLover]

Recap-



She took that promise for her happiness.
Which she is anyway going to get.
You break the promise for your happiness.
See your mom naked...See her getting banged....
By someone who's not your dad.
She is just a perfect Milf man....
Don't lose this Chance!

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I was somehow convinced with what Mrs. S's son was telling me. I reviewed my life till that moment.
I was having a great life. I was lucky to have parents who were well educated, fond of arts and literature and music. I had never thought badly of anyone till now.
So one could predict that my life will go on smooth and I will become an adult exactly like my parents, Gentle, sophisticated ! 
On the other hand, my recent exposure was making me someone who was literally split in two personalities. One who saw nothing wrong in watching his own mom getting fucked by someone else and getting aroused by that. The other who thought of that as something to be ashamed of. I had become like harry Potter. The choice was mine. Whether to give in to the voldemort in me or keep the Harry alive. 
Well, Harry lives in films. In my case, the lucid picture of upcoming events (and may be many more events in coming future) shown by Mrs S's son was so attractive that I could not resist. I decided to go by what he suggested. I ensured the balcony of adjacent room to our bedroom was open, so that I could come out of my room even if someone locks it from outside. I also made sure to have at least 2 locations for mom dad's bedroom and mom's study room for my peeping. 
I so wished I could convince mom n dad to be present there when that happens, so I don't have to make these arrangements and I could see everything without any hindrance. But anyway, I was ok at least for the time being with the arrangement. 
The weekend started on Friday Eve...Reading lady came with her bags. Mom opened the door and I was right behind her. Reading lady hugged mom first and then me. She hugged me tighter and for longer time than Mom. Mom winked at me. I was in heaven. Her breasts crushing on my chest, my hands were lightly kept on her small of waist, on her naked waist skin. She was so smooth... Felt like bringing the dream in reality and turning her around, bending her and banging her right then and there. When she loosened the hug, she gave a peck on my cheek and said
"Young man....You are all grown up. I envy your girlfriend." 
Mom laughed and said, "he doesn't have one. You might be the lucky one. He likes elder women" 
"Oh Mom...Come on..." I said in annoyed tone.
The reading lady said,
"Don't get annoyed at her. Your mom and I have vast experience in this field. (Wink) You know Chandra? He is my nephew. He was just like you when he was your age. 
He used to hug your mom just like you did now to me.
Boys your age like elder women, that's quite normal.
And you might already know...."
Mom cut her in between and said
"Come on, let us get in first. Are you going to talk everything at the door?"
Reading lady was quick in response
"Off course not...There are things to be discussed in bedroom as well."

Chandra is her nephew? That was shocking to me. I did not think that there could be any relation between them. Besides, I had not checked mom's whatsapp. So not sure what discussion these two women had over these past few days. But I am sure Mom must have told her something about me, which has made her so bold in talking all these. I thought of asking mom to give her phone to check messages, but then avoided it.
I thought, let the mystery unfold on it's own.

After a while, dad came and he hugged the lady tighter...In spite of mine and veena's presence. Mom tapped on his forearm and he loosened his grip.
We all had dinner. It was normal affair, no much talk from the lady. It was dessert time when the doorbell rang.
Mom almost went running to open the door. I also went and saw that she herself gave a tight welcome hug to Chandra. I think I saw his hands slightly cupping mom's ass cheeks. He also retracted when he saw me looking at them. Mom turned around to find me looking at them. I had little anger in my eyes.she asked Chandra to go ahead and came to me. Sat on her knees and held my hands. She then kept my palms on her cheeks and kissed my palms alternatively. 
"Do you really want your mom happy?"
"Yes mom off course..."
"Then please keep your promise. Now you followed me.
But post dinner, follow your dad. "
It was a clear instruction. No confusion.
I sensed that she has done some kind of setting.
I recalled what Mrs. s's son had told.
So, once the dinner was over, mom took Chandra to guest room to keep his luggage and dad took the lady to their bedroom. We had other guest room too, but dad still took her to their bedroom.
I sensed some kind of urgency in his moves. So in stealth mode I followed him.
He closed the bedroom door as soon as they were in. I peeped from one of my preset locations and could see that dad and the lady were smooching like anything.
Suddenly, the bathroom door of their bedroom opened and mom came out. She was laughing looking at them.
"Oh, Kapil. You are like an adolescent boy who cannot control. Look at Chandra. He is waiting for his turn with his aunt patiently. "
The reading lady went to mom, hugged her from behind,cupped her boobs from under her saree pallu and said
"Why wouldn't he be patient my dear. He must be getting to play with your melons.
And don't tell me you are not impatient at all. I bet you must be dripping wet down there."
Mom freed herself from that hug and went to dad.
I was almost about to get a heart attack, when she easily unzipped dad, took out his tool and gave a kiss to its head.
Then looking at dad, she said, 
"Miss me...." 
And then she went to bathroom again. 
Now the reading lady got rid of her saree and knelt in front of dad. Dad was stroking his pole and the lady took it in her mouth.
Dad bent a little and groped her boobs quite roughly while she was taking him in her mouth.
Then he straightened her up and almost tore her clothes to bring her in only her inners.
Both were kissing each other madly in between and taking small breaks to catch their breaths.
Then dad removed her panty and made her bent near the other end of bed. I was getting a profile view now.
Dad brushed his tool on her pussy for 2-3 times and then in one go entered her from behind.
Then next moment her bra was undid and now I was looking at the gorgeous reading lady, totally nude and being banged by my dad from behind.
Her boobs were little bigger than mom's perhaps, and I was enjoying their dangling movement every time dad gave strokes.
Dad was groaning and the lady was moaning.
Not too loud, but enough for me to be able to listen to.
Then dad put her on bed and entered her in missionary.
They were madly kissing each other.
Lady said,
"Do you think Chandra must be having good time with Smitha?" 
In between his longer strokes, dad replied,
"Poor Chandra. Smita teased him so badly till now.
He is waiting badly for his initiation.
And you know Smitha. She won't let him touch her first unless he is with you."
"Hmmm....Give it to me Kapil. I have waited so long for this day. Since Chandra wasn't initiated, I couldn't take him in these many days. I have kept my word and now it's your turn to keep yours."
My head was spinning. 
Initiation? What ? Is this some kind of cult? 
What exactly is mom doing with Chandra then?"
Then suddenly it clicked me to peep in mom's study room.
I went there and peeped but no one was there.
I was surprised. How did mom was in bathroom before dad? I sensed something and by intuition, I went in her study room. I did not find anyone there so went to the bathroom which was attached to her study. No one was there too but I heard some sound and when paid close attention, I found that the sound was coming from the walls. I literally placed my ear to the wall. I could hear Chandra saying something. He seemed to be in some kind of pain. I unknowingly pressed little hard and my hand pressed something like a knob and the bathroom wall opened. 
My next surprise. We had some hidden door/room in our home.
I suddenly recalled dad's friends and sometimes their wives also going in mom's study and coming out after long time. 
All this was becoming too much for me.
I went through that door and I could see that it was a connecting passage to the bathroom of my parent's bedroom. After going few feet, I saw some dim light, a chair and Chandra sitting on the chair.
Mom was standing in front of him. Just in her blouse and underskirt. She was saying to him...
Hold on, be patient and You will be rewarded.
I could not see what mom was doing, but after a while I could see her hands stretch out and her one hand was holding her blouse.
She had taken away her blouse. 
Now she was just in her bra.
I recalled the evening when I took tea for her. I so wished Chandra should plunge and tear away her bra.
But that didn't happen. Although Chandra was not bound by rope or something, he was definitely behaving like he was bound.
It then occur to me that he was totally naked. 
Now mom bent in front of him and gave him his phone. He readily clicked one photo with flash. I just could imagine how this must be looking. I envied Chandra. 
Then she said, "your Aunt is getting ready for her initiation." Then she probably looked at his erection and said
"I see you too are ready. 
But I have a duty to fullfil.  And only for that reason I am going to allow you to touch any one part of my body. Choice is yours." This time her tone was so seductive and husky, I felt like I will cum just by listening to what she is saying.
This was total different avatar of Mom and I guessed that is why she didn't want me to follow her. 
I was eager to know Chandra's choice.
I imagined, of I was Chandra, what would I do?
Mrs. S's son whispered in my ears, 
"Isn't it obvious?"
I grinned to myself  "but off course...Those great melons ...Who would go for anything else?"
Chandra spoke for the first time since I came to that passage.
"Aunty, you don't understand how difficult it is to be in a family like this.
You know everything, but aren't allowed to do anything, unless you are initiated.
Tell me aunty, if my mom was alive, would she have delayed my initiation this much? I am 26 years old now.
Will you delay your son's initiation?"

Mom shushed him.  
"Shubh... I know it's difficult.
Besides, for a guy so intellectual and know it all, when literally any woman can fall for...It must be all the more difficult to control the harmonal impulses. I am sorry, I was also teasing you quite a lot."
With that apologetic tone, mom took his one hand and placed on her breast, just on her cleavage.
"Let me make it up for you. Would you like to see them? Touch them? Squeeze them?"
I moved a little forward, still hinding in the shadow of one of the pillars and tried to get a good view.
I could now see above Chandra's shoulder. Mom was bent with just her bra on. Her heavy melons hanging in the embrace of ber bra, super white one.in the dim yellow light it looked off-white.
Her mangal sutra was dangling front and back and then I realized what she was doing. With her one hand she caught hold of Chandra's hand and kept it on her cleavage. With other, she was stroking his dick, very slowly. That was the reason for her mangal sutra's movement. 
Mrs. S's son whispered in my mind again
"Didn't I tell you? Good you listened to me. I guess today you will see her getting laid."
I grinned again and kept watching with annoyingly painful hard on.
But to my surprise, Chandra had not made any movement with his hand on her boobs. 
I was intrigued by his earlier question though.
'would you delay your son's initiation?"
What initiation are they talking about?
Is it a cult? If not, what is it?
I couldn't fathom. But I understood that initiation means what. So, I somehow started thinking what and how will it be? I started dreaming of a ceremony. Mom is ready on a beautiful red saree, sleeveless matching blouse, saree well below her revealing navel, the reading lady roaming just in her innerwares, dad seated on single sofa with someone else's wife sucking him...And mom and reading lady... Madhu bent in front of me and taking out my rod.
Same time I really took out my rod as it was paining and I started stroking it. In my dream, mom and Madhu aunty started playing with my tool and then Madhu aunty took it in her mouth.
I was still unable to imagine mom doing anything to me. In my dream, she just removed her saree and was removing her blouse. In between I heard a small scream from mom. I came out of dream to see that her bra was gone and Chandra had pinched her nipple rather roughly.
"Aah....Slowly...You will get your turn to be all rough and wild...But as of now, slowly" mom said to him. He too immediately loosened his grip on her and as if to sooth the pain, pressed her nipple and made her boob flat on her chest and moved his hand in circular motion. With that, her other free boob also moved and Mrs. S'S son started talking to me. 
"Look at that man...Ripe body and those melons...How can he just sit like that man. I would have just eaten those melons right then n there."
I guess Chandra also listened to this internally as I could see him moving his head near to mom's boobs.
He moved his hand away and blew cold air on her nipple he had pinched hard earlier.
I bet mom found that romantic. She herself brought his mouth on her boob and he started sucking her nipple immediately, playing with another one with his free hand.
Mom started stroking him again and he moaned. Since he could suck moms nipple without touching her boob, he kept his other free hand on mom's ass, which was clad in underskirt.
I could see his hand moving in circular motion, as if fathoming the round shape of her ass cheek.
Mrs. S's son whispered again..
"Oh...This is an exotic fruit stall man.
Those melons....Or coconuts...Or mangoes...Whatever you like to call them...I just wish to pluck them from that tree...
Then those banana stem like thighs... aah...I just wish to out bite mark on them...And that round ass man....That is like some juicy watermelon... My banana becomes hard instantly..."
My banana was really hard. 
I could see Chandra alternating between moms boobs.even in that dim light, I could see her nipples were wet due to his saliva.
Now his both hands were pressing her ass in circular motion. I could imagine her ass cheeks getting rubbed against each other. 
I thought, I wouldn't mind my banana being in between them.but the next moment I felt bad about myself.
I knew Mrs. S's son would be laughing at me for this. Sure he was.
"Damn you...Your banana shouldn't just be between those ass cheeks...It should be in her well lubricated hot pussy...Why do you even care now when there is this topic of initiation?"
He was indeed right. But I was in a dual mindset. I wanted to watch it...I was getting hard watching it...But I still didn't want to accept that, I wanted to be a part of it..
Anyways, now Chandra slowly lifted her underskirt. He didn't bend or anything. Rather, he just continued his play with moms ass cheeks and in that he just bunched the cloth under his palms. Once lifted, I could not see his hands anymore and moms underskirt fell down, little higher than earlier. 
"Ouch, you naughty..." Giggled mom and caressed his hair encouraging him further.
Now I was getting little angry at him. But at the same time the scene was highly erotic and I couldn't help but shah. I didn't know how come I could hold so long. 
Now,I could see some movement near mom's hip area as her ubderskirt was moving up and down. She was getting stimulated simultaneously at her boobs and ass. Now I was not sure if his hands were in her panties or not. But given his calmness and no response earlier when mom kept his hands on her boobs.. I thought he must be playing with her ass from above her panties.may be, I wished he is playing from outside only . But Mom proved me wrong .She  screamed, a bit louder than earlier..
"Aaaaahhhh...Don't finger me Chandra...Aahh...No...It's me who need to make you cum... Not otherwise....Aah stop it... pleeeeease" 
Her words were pleading him to stop but the intonation was so seducing that I could see Chandra moving little further on his chair and his hand moving down towards the front side of mom. Till now he was fingering from behind it seems. Now from front he could ho deeper. Moms moans increased and so did her speed of shagging Chandra. 
Hi bit one of her nipples rather hard and she screamed in pain, making her hold stronger on his dick and his fingers probably reached some sensitive spot of her pussy that 3 of us came together.
Both of them breathing heavily and openly without suppressing it and me clearly suppressing my groans as I came hard.
Mom quickly moved away from him and started going towards the bedroom door.
Chandra stopped her and pulled her on his lap cupping her boobs from behind.
Mom was doing some movement in bent down position. I believe, his still somewhat hard rod must be poking her on her ass.
She straightened up and turned around.
First time, I could clearly see her boobs which were roughly handled by Chandra.
I could get that they had become red due to that and her nipples were still erect.
She sat on his lap again lifting her underskirt and then she tied something on his face.
Oh my God...It was her soaked panties.
He was about to put his hands on her now naked bums, she placed her panty on his mouth and then he showed his youth to her.
 In one go, he lifted her from her waist and made her place her feet on his thighs. In that process, her underskirt came down again. She stood in bent position, his hands on her waist still. For balancing she kept her hand on the back edge of chair. Her heavy boobs were dangling in above his forehead now. I guess,first time I was getting unhindered view of her gorgeous boobs.
They were handled for quite some time..But even in that hanging position one could guess their firmness. 
"I feel like going there and grabbing them and mauling them to my heart's content" mrs. S's son whispered in my ears. 
I was still hard, even after cumming so immensely. So, I was slowly stroking my dick. I said to mrs. S's son in my mind that this is going to level up now. I must be patient and watch it. 
I thought, now Chandra will remove the only piece of cloth from her body and since she is standing, I will get to see my birthplace.
But he had something different in his mind.
He lifted her underskirt, just enough for him to peep inside. 
"Oh, you are clean shaven there...Just the way I like. " 
Then he put his head in side and with his hands made mom come forward a bit so his mouth was on her mound.
Now, I was not getting any action directly, but mom's increasing moans and screams were telling the story. 
"Aah....uiiiii....hmmmmmmm......Chandraaa...It should be other way round...
I must be the one making you cum.... aahhhh..."
He must be tongue fucking her or flicking her clit...
I was still real hard...I really wondered how..But I kept on stroking my pole and kept on watching mom.
Now, Chandra withdrew his hands from her underskirt...And untied the knot...While she was still little bent forward...Her legs still on his lap. And slowly moved her underskirt down...Mom was becoming naked.
First time I was getting to see her like that...
I forgot everything....I forgot that third person view and all and was just looking at her, envying Chandra...Stroking my pole...And thinking it should have been me....
Mom, thinking she had to be in control now, straightened herself up...Removed Chandra's face from her pussy and was about to say something....When Chandra put his one hand near her left inner thigh and made her keep her left feet on the edge of the back of the chair. Mom was in a pose where herring leg was straight, left leg spread and folders knee and by that her pussy was open in front of Chandra,a little higher than his lips.
He now kept his hands on her waist and brought her pussy in front of his mouth and started his assault again.
Moms moans also started.
After a while, he removed his mouth and mom again straightened up.
With his one hand, he opened her pussy lips.
In that dim light also, I could see properly...
It was as if he was showing it to me only.
Her outer lips must be little darker but inner pink color was obvious even in that low light.
He than tapped her pussy in rapid succession with his other hand and then started licking her clit and inserted his 2 fingers at the same time.
Mom's body started becoming rigid at this double attack and she screamed loudly and came.
He still continued his attack and she was shivering.
But hearing her scream, dad came to that passage.
When he saw what is happening...He helped mom get down from Chandra's lap and asked Chandra to go with him.
"Your Aunt is ready for you now. Come, let us go." 
Saying this dad took Chandra with him and left.while leaving, he signled Mom something through his eyes. I couldn't get it.
Mom just nodded slightly.
Then mom turned the chair towards me...Took it right below the dim bulb and then sat on that chair..Keeping her arms on the chair arms...Legs spread a little...Head rested on the back of chair.
With her head resting on the chair, the shadow of her face which was covering her chest vanished. I got a very clear view of her lovely boobs. 
They were treated quite roughly by chandra and still they looked firm. As if a sponge ball. The nipples were not erect..At least they didn't seem so. Breathing perfectly normal.
After a pause of few moments, which seemed eternity to me, she looked in the dark, towards me, staring me with somewhat mixed gaze...Anger and amusement. 
"I knew you couldn't keep your promise...I definitely knew it. Come forward now... There's no need to hide. "
Saying this, she laughed to herself.
"Boys.....Young boys....So vulnerable....So easy to lure....But am I disappointed? Really?...
Smitha, you know the answer and it's NO.
You wanted him to follow you...
You wanted him to see you...See you naked...See you handled by man other than his dad...See you enjoying the act....
I am sure he must have felt some shame...And then left all those thoughts and looked at you for what you are....A married lady, wanting bodily pleasures....To the fullest... Alas...It was Chandra's initiation today. Else you could have shown him what a tigress you are when it comes to the act of human race's continuity. And look now he is hiding...While all he wanted was to watch his mom with someone...Be it his dad or not. 
And He is going to witness that soon.
 I don't think Kapil have left Madhu to enjoy much. And I am sure Chandra is also just waiting for the formality to complete so that he can bounce on me. Kapil would love to watch that too. ...Haa haa haa"
She was talking to herself. For a minute I felt she has lost her mind. But then, she strictly asked me to come near her.
"Come on boy...Don't you have guts now to come near me? Isn't this all that what you wanted to see? Come on now. I need to go for the initiation. Come before your father comes searching for me."
The tone was so direct and authoritative that I forgot that I had taken out my dick, and started walking towards her.
Surprisingly though, I was still hard...Or semi hard you may say. So mom could easily see my dick while I walked near her.
She laughed loudly at that and said
"It's not your little one's time yet baby.
But soon, very soon it will be.
Now come to mumma."
I reached near her. Now the dim light was not anymore dim.
My gaze was, uncontrollably on her heaving boobs.
She dragged me near her grabning my dick.
It became hard instantly. I wasn't expecting this. She stroked it for a while...And said...
"Another year or two... .That's it..."
I was silent. Enjoying the sensation on my dick. Moms hands were soft...It was something I never even dreamt of. She continued stroking my dick for few more seconds and then got up. 
I saw that in a slow motion. Her boobs bounced up and then slapped back on her chest...Her erect nipples still insulating up and down showing the aftershock wave...Her stomach, which was almost flat...Just some chubbiness near her waist...Even that moved a bit...Lastly her gorgeous ass cheeks...
Mom was not a big booty one...But it was still ample mass and the shake of those ass cheeks was also clearly noted by my mind. 
Now, that I have seen her naked and she has stroked me...All my guilt was gone...I was shamelessly staring at her boobs.
She took one of my hands and kept on one of her boobs...She herself pressed it and then to next boob.
Then immediately my hand was kept on her pussy mound.
She herself made up and down movement of my hand,. My middle finger was rubbing on her solmooth velvety pussy slit. The moment my finger tried to invade, she lifted my hand, brought it to her mouth and licked my middle finger. Winked and said, I will try to make your waiting time worth it.
Now go, and watch from your other point.
She leaned and gave a peck on my cheek, dangerously near my lips. My hand wrapped her automatically. From her shoulder, it went down to her waist and I squeezed her waist.
My dick twitched at that.
"Will talk with your dad to make the waiting time less...But no promises. Now go before he comes here.".
Before I turned around, she turned around, showing me her round ass...She bent keeping one knee on chair and protruded her ass outwards.
"Can you spank me lightly?"
"What"?" I said in disbelief.
"I said, I will make your waiting time worth it.
This is just the beginning. Now hurry up. "
She signed by her eyes towards her bum.
Winked at me.
I raised my hand and brought it down... albeit slowly. It was not spank...My palm just touched one of her ass cheeks and I raised it again to do the same on another.
Once I did it to another one,  she straightened up, rather slowly. Then she took her own hand on her pussy...Caressed it for a second and brought her finger to my nose first and then to my lips.
I sucked her finger with whole of my heart and reluctantly took my mouth away.
She smiled genuinely.
"You are rather following your dad".
Saying this, she moved in the darkness of that secret passage. I was still feeling like in a dream, watched her departing figure with her salty taste on my tongue.

TBC.