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Before moving to the story I want you to introduce with the main characters of this real incident.

Myself – Harsh Singh , 22 years , Preparing for Govt. Jobs exams

My Dad – Jayesh Singh , 56 years , working in a MNC , Job posting in Australia

My Mommy – Bimla Singh , 53 years , Housewife

Neighbour uncle – Prabin Roy , 55 years , college teacher

 

CHAPTER 1 : MAY I COME IN ?

It was March 2022 , COVID was almost gone , world was healing with high pace. I had completed my graduation with 77% marks and without wasting my time I took admission to a private coaching institute for my further competitive exams.

Dad was in Sydney, Australia making lot of money for me and my mother. He had worked really hard whole of his life to give everything to me that he never received during his childhood due to financial problems. He used to visit us in every two to three months . He has an average height i.e 5.5 ft tall . He never used to keep beard or moustache and always remain clean shaved. He has less hair on his head but he never looked like a bald man. Overall he has a normal and good physique that an average Indian man has at the age of 56 years.

My mom was a very strict woman regarding my studies and discipline. She was more concerned regarding my career and future than my dad. She used to tell me that my dad never ever took my career seriously as much she did. He always kept himself busy in making money. My mom was of same height as of my dad i.e 5.5 ft. She has a curvy and chubby body figure of 40-36-40 , but she never looked fat because she had maintained herself well. Her breasts are enormous and very well in shape due to her regular exercise and yoga sessions. In the house she used to wear saree and blouse and a mangalsutra. Her hair is of medium length. Her skin complexion is milky white. She never liked to use cosmetics and other makeup products but without any makeup she look beautiful, charming and I must say sexy.

That year we used to stay in an apartment situated near Delhi NCR. The apartment was of four storeyed building and I and my mom live at floor number 2nd. Each floor has four flats divided in two adjacent parallel ways. On the 2nd floor only we lived. Rest flats on that floor were empty. After living alone for 6 months on that floor , on March 2nd a man named Prabin Roy, almost of my dad’s age come to live on that 2nd floor in the flat just opposite of our flat. He was a college teacher at a private college in Delhi. He was well built, 5.8 ft tall, had thick greyish moustache and little bit beard. He was bald but his height, physique, moustache and beard look makes him very handsome and dashing alpha man.

I returned from my coaching classes around 4PM that day and saw the door of the flat opposite to us was open that was closed since we shifted to that floor. I went inside my flat and saw my mom in the kitchen preparing potato curry and rice. I was confused. That wasn’t the time at our house when mom used to cook food. I went inside the kitchen and asked her- “Mom are you preparing for dinner this much early ?’

Mom saw me and said –“Hey, you came back beta. How was your classes today ?”

I replied – “ As usual mom. It was good and exhausting”

Mom – “ Get yourself fresh , and let me make coffee for you”

I wanted to ask whether she noticed the opposite flat’s door open at our floor or not. But before I could have said something, sudden door bell rang of our flat. I went to open the door and saw a Well built man wearing a black t shirt and blue jeans standing at our door outside. Mom too came to see who is there. He smiled looking at me and asked while staring at my mom - “May I come in Bimla ji ?’

Mom said – “ Yes please Prabin ji. Please come inside.”

That man came inside our flat and sat on the sofa. Mom told me to bring a glass of water for him. I was confused all of these scenes. Who is this man ? How he knew my mom’s name ? How mom knew his name and why she allowed him to be inside. Thinking all this I went inside and brought a glaas of water and put infront of that man named Prabin. Mom smiled at me and told – “Beta , he is Prabin uncle our neighbour. He today get shifted to our floor’s flat number 211.”

I said – “Ohh I see. I was about to ask you mom whether you saw that flat’s door open or not”

Prabin uncle said – “Beta actually I reached around 10 AM in the morning today . I saw all the flats were  empty except yours , So I asked a glass of water from your mom. There were not much home items to get adjusted so just now I completed it and again came to disturb you and mom for some food.”

Mom smiled and said –“There is nothing to get disturbed Prabin ji. Food is almost ready. Wait I will serve you”

Saying this mom went to kitchen. I followed my mom and asked her slowly – “Why this man came here for food ? And why you are preparing food for an unknown man ?”

Mom – “ He is alone here beta. In the morning when he came he asked me can he get lunch today at our house because his kitchen utensils are not available right now.”

I –“ But he should arrange his food on his own. And where is his wife ? She doesn’t stopped him having lunch at our house that is completely unknown to him?”

Mom – “He is a divorced man beta. His son is doing job in Chennai. He is a teacher and just came here for few months because his college has opened a new branch in delhi and he got posted here as an administrator.”

After hearing this much information from my mom’s mouth about him I became sure that mom and uncle has a detail conversation this morning when I was in coaching. I remained silent and sat on the sofa beside that man Prabin.

Mom served him food. That day mom was wearing blue cotton blouse and dark green saree. Her hair was tied behind like a bun. I noticed Prabin uncle was staring her blouse and waist area while she was bent and serving food on the table. His eyes were definitely not showacasing a normal expression . It was something else.

 
TO BE CONTINUED.

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Continuation of  Chapter 1 :

While mom served him the food he kept staring at her blouse fabric and stretch that was created due her huge breasts size. By the way my mom had put her saree pallu properly before being bent down to serve the food to him , No cleavage show and nothing unusual was visible but Prabin Uncle was continuously staring the side portion of her blouse without hesitating that somehow giving him the idea of the huge size of my mother’s breasts.
I was very angry after noticing his eyes over my mom, But that wasn’t the time for these discussions with my mom. I switched ON the TV and started watching a thriller and suspense movie on youtube. He kept sitting beside me and moving his eyes alternatively on the food and my mom. Mom went to the kitchen again after his food was served. I stared at Prabin uncle for a moment who had already started mixing potato curry with the rice and was ready to eat. He showed no interest in the TV that time while eating. I made myself busy in watching TV and were not looking at him anymore.
After 10 minutes mom’s voice came from the Kitchen – “Beta , ask uncle if he need anything more”
I looked at him he just said in high tone – “Nothing more Bimla ji.”
After saying this he said something in a very low voice that I clearly heared. The line was – “ Who needs food…enough for this time Bimla.” And after saying this he smiled mischievously.
For few seconds I was shocked that he called her name without adding “Ji”. Is he that much familiar in just one day. What kind of rubbish person he is. I even didn’t understood his sentence that he told to make hear to himself with such smile but suddenly I got the meaning of each word and that “enough for this time” was not about for food . After 15 minutes he completed his lunch and went to basin that was near the washroom.
I kept watching the TV. He turned towards the TV and said after washing his hands –“Do you like these non-sense type of bullshit thrill movies ?” Hearing this from him I definitely not like those words and an anger arose in my mind. In my I mind I told “Who the hell are you to judge my likes and dislikes , this is my house and whatever I want I do. Gate out from here” But I didn’t say anything to him just smiled a liitle a kept watching. He took out his phone and did something in it that was not my area of interest. He then went towards the kitchen. I didn’t liked his such behavior. An unknown man who came for the first time at our floor, in our flat is doing and saying whatever he likes such that he is very much familiar to us. I heared some talks between mom and him at the kitchen door. And after 5 minutes he went out of our flat. I quickly followed him and locked my flat’s door after he took his step out of our flat.
I went to the mom and asked –“ What was he saying few seconds ago ?”
Mom – “ Nothing beta . Just saying Thank you for the lunch. Here is your coffee. Take it.”
I have coffee two time a day. One after returning from my coaching classes and one during my late night studies.
I took the cup of coffee from the slab and said – “ Saying Thank you for 5 minutes ?”
Mom – “ What do you mean by 5 minutes dear, are you analysing his talks with a stop watch.”
I – “ No , just asking .”
Mom didn’t said anything and left the kitchen after cleaning the slab and basin.
I made the TV switched OFF and went into my room and sat lie on my bed. Our flat was a 2bhk flat. One room was mine and other was mom’s. Both room were opposite to each other divided by a sofa hall where TV was placed , kitchen , bathroom and a small balcony was attached to the sofa hall with three different doors. Balcony’s door was in middle of the kitchen’s and bathroom’s .
I was feeling little bit headache so made my eyes closed. After sometime being in that position I heard my mom’s voice coming from the sofa hall. I took out my mobile and saw it was 7:30 PM .
“O god, I slept for 2.5 hours. For me it felt like a 2 minutes.” I quickly woke up and rushed to the sofa hall. I saw mom was sitting there wearing a blue half sleeved nighty she usually wears after evening till the next morning. Her hair was tied behind with a rubber band. She was reading a magazine. I asked – “You called me ?”
Mom –“ Yes. See the time. Is this the time to sleep ?”
I sometimes sleep after coming back from coaching but only for 1 hour maximun , but today it was a long sleep. I nothing said to her and went inside the bathroom.
After making myself fresh I came out. She asked – “What should I cook for today’s dinner ?”
I – “As you wish. No choice from my side mom”
Mom – “Today I am not feeling well beta, if you agree can we order food from outside today”
I – “ What happened mom ?”
Mom –“ Just little bit pain in my back waist. I prepared lunch in that pain today but, I am feeling uneasy in preparing dinner. That’s why I said to order from outside.”
Being in a time span of 6 months it was the second time she was telling me order food from outside. She was very health conscious and never give preference to outside food times. But today she was doing so.
I said – “OK as you say. I will order the food in an hour.”
I went inside my room sat near the study table and took my notes and books for study. It been only 20 minutes passed , door bell rang. I didn’t got up to open as mom was already on the sofa room. I kept studying. I heared the voice of Prabin uncle inside my flat. I went to the sofa room and saw he was standing near the door holding big packet of black colour. Mom was continuously saying to him –“ There was no need for this Prabin ji , Really tere was no need for all this .”
I asked from behind – “ What happened mom ?”
Mom turned towards me and said – “ Uncle has brought dinner for us. As a price of lunch.”
Prabin uncle – “ Price ? What do you mean by price Bimla ji . I am just caring for our neighbour not paying for the lunch.”
Mom – “ I cant accept it yar…you going to live alone from today . So you have it. We will manage our dinner .”
Uncle – “ Oh come on Bimla ji. you have pain in your back waist. There is no need to cook dinner today. That’s why I brought this much dinner for all of us.”
I wondered in my inner self “how this man knew about my mom’s back pain. Mom only told me few minutes ago. Did he knew it earlier than me…but how , who told him. Mom ? Obviously mom had told him but why … what is the sense of all this ?”
Uncle then called me and said – “ Beta take this and put in your kitchen. Your mom is not taking this.”
Mom saw my face and then took the packet from his hand. She said – “ OK now. Done . But you have to be with us while having dinner today. Right Harsh ?” she asked this and take a look at me .
In my mind I said “Why are you again inviting this man for dinner. He already had lunch today at our flat.” I said nothing just nodded my head in “Yes” posture.
Uncle said – “I will be come here for dinner around 10 PM. But don’t wait for me. If you both feel hungry then have it without me.”
I said nothing , mom just smiled and then he left our flat’s door and went inside his flat.
Mom closed the door and went inside the kitchen to place that huge black food packet. I followed her and asked – “Is there any need to call him for dinner?”
Mom – “What kind of courtesy you are learning dear ? he brought food for us and I made him eat it alone? No way.”
I didn’t say anything and went inside my room. Around 9 PM I felt hungry so I went to the kitchen to see what he has brought. I opened the black packet and saw it was chowmein and Manchurian with a box of Gulabjamun. I take one gulabjamun into my mouth and enjoyed its taste. I was awesome and doesn’t belong to any of our nearby sweet’s shop. Mom saw me having it and asked – “ Are you hungry beta ? Then have your dinner, why are you waiting for uncle.”
I said – “I am not waiting for your new neighbour mom. I will have it before he comes.”
Mom laughed and said – “He is not only my neighbour, he is yours too.”
I – “He is behaving like a relative to us . A complete stranger trying to make his…”
Mom stopped me in middle and said – “He is a stranger , ok I admit it but see he is a very well mannered and cultured person. Having caring nature is very exceptional in today’s society. He is , so what’s wrong ?”
I was shocked how mom was defending her wors against mine. Whom she is considering a well mannered and cultured was staring at her blouse and stomach few hours back.
I went into my room and started using my phone. 1 hour passed and around 10:15 PM he arrived for having dinner with us. Mom greeted him once again and made him sit on the dinning table placed near the sofa set just infront of the kitchen. He was wearing a black shorts and a white round neck t shirt.
Mom called me and told me to sit near uncle and she went to the kitchen to take out dinner items in a plate for all of us three. Uncle kept using his mobile sitting beside me. Mom came with Manchurian and chowmein in three different plates palced together in a huge tray.
Uncle said – ‘ Bimla ji your nighty is beautiful , is it new ?”
Mom smiled and said – “ No Prabin ji, its not new.” She just replied this much.
Uncle – “But it looks very sexy on you .”
I was shocked on hearing this word from his mouth. He was telling her sexy directly infront me, her son. Mom replied – “Don’t be sarcastic this way Prabin ji to a 53 years old woman.”
Uncle – “I am not kidding Bimla ji. You don’t look like a 53 years old lady. Your physique is much younger than your age.”
I was listening all of his words. I clearly understood he is trying to flirt with my mom from the very first day as our neighbour. He was praising my mom’s body and beauty in a very unsual manner. I was sure mom was also not feeling comfortable on his words. Prabin uncle all of a sudden started discussing and praising about mom’s cloth and body.
Mom ignored all his word with a smile and then we all started having dinner. Our dinning table was not much big . Four chairs can be adjusted at a time. Uncle was just left side of me and mom was sitting just opposite to him with one chair gap from his right side. He was again satring at my mom while eating. Mom noticed him few times and then asked – “What happened Prabin ji ?”
Uncle – “ Nothing Bimla ji.”
Mom – “You are staring at me continuously while eating . Any problem ?”
Uncle – “No problem Ji, even it seems my all problems will get sorted out now soon.”
Mom – “What are your problems ?”
Uncle – “Hunger and thirst”
Mom laughed and said – “Food is infront of you already and chilled water too.
Uncle – “Yeah I know.” He smiled and then focused on the food.
I was listening all this clearly. Something was fishy preparing between them. Their conversations doesn’t seem like they have met for the first time or they were pretending as a first met neighbour just to make me comfortable. Although I have no proof of my thoughts but all these things are running inside my mind since I returned from the coaching that day.
 
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Continuation {Chapter 1} :
 
Uncle quickly had the dinner in just 5-10 minutes after his short discussion with mom few seconds ago. He then said – “Okey Bimla ji now I’m going to sleep. Bye”
Mom – “So early ? Do you sleep around 10 to 10:30 PM?”
Uncle – “Yes. Mostly.”
I saw him standing in an abnormal way since he got up from the dining chair after having dinner. It seems he was trying to hide his shorts front part that was having a bulge in middle. Mom noticed it or not I don’t know but to me that bulge part of his shorts was 70% visible. Mom said – “ Are you Okey Prabin ji ?”
Uncle –“Yeah yeah okey. Just feeling sleepy that’s why.” Saying this he moved towards the main door of our flat. He opened it by himself and then turned a little to see my mother again and said –“ Good Night Bimla ji” . Mom replied accordingly – “ Good Night ji”. He went out from our flat by shuting the door. We were still having the dinner.
I said to mom – “ He only wishes you Good Night not me”
Mom – “Yeah I also feel that. Anyway that’s not a big matter to consider beta.”
I – “Mom don’t you think this man is something unique ?”
Mom –“What unique ?”
I – “Didn’t you realise that its is his first day as our neighbour on this floor, we are completely unknown to each other in every manner but his activities are in such a way that we have known each other since long time.”
Mom – “Yeah you are right. He is like that. Some people are like that. Its their nature.”
I – “I understand but…. whatever he told you few minutes back you consider it as a compliment or flirt ?”
Mom saw me with her one eyebrow uplifted. She said – “Don’t think about it much . He seems to be open minded that’s why his tone crosses the extent limit . Do’t worry beta. I am not taking his words seriously .”
Mom’s these lines made me a little relaxed . I was doubting her intentions few minutes back while she was talking to him about his hunger and thirst bullshits. Anyway we also got done with our dinner and went to our respective rooms. Mom usually had the habit of sleeping around 11:30 PM. I used to sleep late mostly around 1:00 AM due to my habit of late night study. That night I didn’t study much and slept around 12 midnight even I slept during the evening time that day I slept early that night too.
 Next morning I woke up by the bell sound of aarti mom doing in the sofa room near the small area we made for Puja. It was 8 AM and the hall was little bit full with agarbatti smoke and its sandalwood fragrance. Mom saw me by turning her face towards me for a moment and then again got focused in performing aarti. I went to washroom to get fresh. By then mom done with her puja and went to the kitchen to make tea for us both. I did brush my teeth and then went to the balcony to take the newspaper that every morning thrown in our balcony by the newspaper man. That day newspaper wasn’t there. I asked mom he took the newspaper from the balcony, but mom said “No Beta. May be it get thrown to the downwards floor. Go and ask Varsha aunty.”
Varsha aunty , a woman in her late 50s live just below the floor of ours. She has a curvy body figure, big breasts and little greyish hair. She lives alone there and always wears half sleeved salwar suit. Sometimes two newspaper get thrown to her balcony by the man mistakenly. So I went near her flat downstairs. From a certain distance I heard her voice talking to an another woman named Savita (her neighbour flat woman) possibly being standing at her flat’s door. Savita aunty was also of same age as of Varsha aunty. She has little slim figure than Varsha Aunty but her curves were big. Her breasts was much fleshy and enormous. She was a modern lady and wear trouser and shirt even in that age. She also go to gym and I had watched her jogging some times in the morning at the park just behind our apartment. I must say that both aunties kept their bodies well maintained at the age of 50+.
I was proceeding towards them suddenly I heard Varsha Aunty saying – “You know he came to live here yesterday.” I stopped my step to move further.
Savita – “Yeah I know. At the second floor , Right ?”
Hearing this I quickly made myself hide behind the nearby wall at the staircase.
Varsha – “Yes. Opposite to Bimla’s flat.”
Savita – “He had a great destiny but not now onwards. Wherever he lived either he got a divorced or widow woman but, this time it is impossible for him.”
Varsha aunty laughed  and said – “May be but her husband lives in Australia, he will not leave this opportunity. Don’t you know he is a man with high prostrate power.”
Savita (laughingly)  – “Offcourse Varsha ji. I knew him since his divorced days. Much before than you.”
Varsha – “He got divorced in 2016 or 2017 ?”
Savita – “ 2017. That time my son was in his college as a student and our affair started after we met at a parent teacher’s meet.”
Varsha – “How was his stamena that time ?”
Savita (with a smile on her face) showed her 4 fingers to Varsha aunty.
Varsha aunty said – “ Oh god. Really ? Four rounds ?”
Savita – “ Sometimes five.”
Varsha – “My goodness. I hadn’t met much . He just came to our apartment last month few times for us. He must knew that you are here. So he came. I met him unexpectedly. And that’s it.”
I was listening all their conversations from behind the wall near the stairs. I was not a child that couldn’t understand what they were talking. There was nothing a better revealation of Prabin uncle’s character than this.
Savita aunty then said – “Last month he saw Bimla and he get attracted towards her curves and beauty. I am a widow and you are divorced. Neither of our kids lives with us. They just visits us ocassionaly. This was the reason we get involved with this man.”
Varsha – “ Yeah you are right. Bimla is a married lady and her son also lives with her. Its very difficult for him to get her involve with him easily like we did. He came to live here just for Bimla not for us.”
Savita – “His transfer from previous branch of his college is another reason too.”
Varsha – “That’s second and weak reason Savita ji, first is his hunger for us and especially for Harsh’s mother Bimla.”
I was very surprised that a Prabin uncle has that much high sexual appetite even at this age. Through their conversation it was damn much clear that he is sexually attracted towards my mom much more than them . I slowly moved towards them. Varsha aunty saw me coming and they both suddenly stopped their conversation. She said – “ Good Morning beta. How are you?”
I replied with a little smile (unwillingly) – “Am good aunty. Just came here to check if our newspaper got thrown to your balcony?”
Varsha aunty – “ Oh… let me check. I also haven’t checked my newspaper till now.” Saying this she went inside.
Savita aunty asked me – “So how is your mom beta ? Haven’t seen her since few days. Where is she ?”
I – “ She is good too aunty. Just being here and busy in household work and tired. So she doesn’t come out much.”
Savita – “I can understand beta. Being a household woman holds most busy schedule.”
Varsha aunty came out with a newspaper and said – “Take it beta, There were two newspapers in my balcony. One is surely yours.”
I took it and said “Good Bye” to both of them. And proceeded towards the staircase. I heared Savita aunty saying on my back – “Such a well mannered boy he is. And so his mom and dad.”
Varsha – “Prabin ji has no chance I think.” They laughed together. I increased my pace and reached at my floor.
As I entered I saw Prabin uncle was sitting on the sofa with mom opposite to each other. They were having tea together. He was well dressed with a brown coat and black jeans with White shirt. He must be going to college that time. He saw me and smiled .
Mom was wearing yellow coloured full sleeved blouse and same coloured cotton saree. Her hair was open. She was without any make up.
Mom saw me and asked – “Got the newspaper ?”
I replied – “Yes .”
And went inside my room . His existence at our flat made me more uncomfortable after knowing his real intentions. I was hearing their talks while having tea. Just a normal discussions about weather, college branch, family etc. After 10 minutes he left our flat saying Bye to my mom. When he left I went near mom and asked – “So from morning tea to night’s dinner he is having all that at our flat ?”
Mom (laughingly) – “No beta from today he will prepare his lunch and everythings else at his house only. He will arrange kitchen utensils and stove by the evening today after returning from the college.”
I didn’t say anything and went back to my room to read newspaper.


END OF CHAPTER 1.
 
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Note from the author : I am going through every comment and appreciation from my readers. I know the story has 2-3 big secrets. Reason behind Bimla's red eyes is something that will get clear to Readers after few updates because it holds the base for coming erotic part in Chapter 4 & 5. We are still in Chapter 3 now. But regarding Bimla's submission to Prabin all of a sudden is not an increased pace of the story. In the Chapter 1 it was hinted that Bimla's behaviour with her new neighbour Prabin was too much familiar. Harsh's had doubts from that moment . In Chapter 4 it will get clear more. Why and how that 30 minutes went so steamy between Prabin and Bimla will be explained further. One complete update will come dedicated to Prabin and Bimla only.. If readers had went through the yesterday's update thoroughly the mystery behind that unknown number has been lum sum cleared upto some extent. It will get cleared in next update fully. No incident in the story is written without having a valid reason. Stay connected.

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Two of those pics of "Prabin" bastard with mom "Bimla" that sent by that unknown number.