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Chapter 1

I used to spend a lot of time on the computer in our house because of work. But as my son Vikram started growing up, he started getting interested in the computer too. Initially, he would wait patiently, but grudgingly for me to finish with the computer, before he could start working on it. But by the time he became 16 years old, he became more demanding. And kept saying that he needed the computer more than me, as he had to use it to discuss his school homework with his classmates over the internet. Being a father, and that too a doting father, I had to give in most of the times. And if ever Vikram would throw a fuss, my wife used to take his side only. Slowly over days, the situation reversed, and I had to wait for my son to finish with the computer before I could start working.

One of these days, I had to urgently use the computer to send an official report to my office through email. But Vikram was on it. And I couldn’t wait any longer.

“Beta, I need it urgently” I told my son “Just give the computer to me for 15 minutes and I will give it back to you after that”

“Dad, please I can’t give it to you now” he replied

“Vikram, I am not joking” I said more sternly “ I always leave the computer to you, but I need it now”

“Oh Dad, you are sometimes so painful” he said, and put the screen off “ Take the computer, I am going out to meet Ajay”

“Learn to talk properly to your father” I scolded him

But my words fell on deaf years. He didn’t even bother about me.

“Ma, I am going to Ajay’s house, “ he screamed out

“Vikram, eat something and go” My wife insisted

“No Ma, I am not hungry now” Vikram replied and slammed the door shut, as he left

I was watching my son’s behavior and was getting irritated.

“Uma, he is going to go out of hand like this” I told my wife “You have to be more strict with him. He doesn’t even know how to talk to me”

“C’mon Mohan, his age is like that” said my wife with a smile “ He will be ok”

“Hopefully” I said.

Uma walked up to me with a cup of coffee for me “Don’t be so angry, my dear hubby.” She said with a smile “He is our son after all, where else in the world can he demand ? And you know all his friends have their own computers. Why don’t you get the office laptop and use it and let this be his completely ?”

My wife was a smart woman. She always liked to lighten things and find solutions.

“Maybe I should do that “ I replied

By then I had calmed down and gave Uma a kiss. She was 37, but yet llooking so pretty. She was simple yet so arousing in a way. She was educated and career driven yet so homely. She was fair and slim but had meat at the right places. I was leching at my own wife ! My body began to stir ! she noticed it in my eyes as she naughtily smiled back.. I kissed her again, but this time on her lips. She responded but began to laugh.

“what about your report” she asked me puzzled

“Oh shit” I said, as I looked at the watch. “God, I am late. I have to send it within 15 minutes”

And I started working on the report.

I did manage to send it within 15 minutes and was quite relaxed and in a better mood after that.

“Ok, lets give our son a surprise” I told Uma

She looked at me puzzled

“Lets move the computer to his room” I announced “Its only for him from now onwards”

“You are such a sweet father,” she told me proudly “you are infact still a baby at heart”

“Yesshhh I am a baeeby, your baby” I replied back in a babyish voice

She walked over to me and gave me a hug. I held her tight and nuzzled my head into her bosom..We held each other like that for a while and then we went on to shift the computer to Vikram’s room

We both were quite emotional and need for sex had reduced over the years. Infact it was she who was losing interest in sex in the last couple of years. And she was getting more and more emotional , wanting to just hug and cuddle, kiss and hold each other tight. Our embraces hardly ever translated into sex, though she still had such a wonderful figure.

By the time Vikram came back we had finished moving the computer to his room.
And he was surprised to see the change.

“Oh thanks dad” he said gleefully “thanks mom”

“ I am sorry for how I was earlier” he added apologetically

Instantly Uma melted

“oh my beta, my little beta” she held his face in her hands “don’t worry , we love you a lot. We know you are a good boy”

Saying this she turned to me “ See you were getting unnecessarily worried about him. He is such a sweet boy. After all he is our son”

I just smiled and went to my room.

For the next few days, my son and me had no fights over the computer. I had brought the office laptop home. And would use it whenever I had to do a report. Its internet connection was a bit slower though, as I had to connect it through the landline telephone. The PC in our son’s room was connected through cable

It was Monday , but I was relaxed as I had taken leave. Later, I was planning to go out for lunch with my wife. Vikram was not expected back from college until 2.30 pm

Uma was taking her bath to get ready , when my mobile phone rang

“Hello, Mohan here” I spoke into the phone

“Mohan, Good morning Subramanium here” It was my boss on phone

“Now what” I thought silently in my head

“Mohan , I am sorry to disturb you on your holiday” He said “But we need to have the inventory documents immediately”

“Okay I will send them soon through email” I informed him as I cursed my boss under my breath. We were all ready to go out for lunch and this call had spoilt everything .

We had to return by 2.30pm otherwise Vikram wouldn’t be able to enter the house. But if we left any later for lunch , we wouldn’t be able to come back on time. I could see our plans fizzle out.

“Uma, forget the plans for lunch” I said aloud to Uma who was still in the bathroom “my goddamned boss called and gave me work”

I didn’t get any reply from her, but soon she came storming out of the bathroom. She was all dressed up to leave for lunch.

“whats wrong with your office” she said “why cant they leave you peacefully on your holiday”

“well, I have no way out” I said “ I will have to do it . I am sorry Uma, though its not my fault”

“ But then I will tell office that today isn’t a holiday for me as I worked” I added “I will take another compensatory holiday for this”

Uma went to our bedroom and started changing back to her home clothes. I could see she was very angry. Apart from not going out, now she would have to make lunch at home in a short notice.

I left her alone as when she is angry, that’s the best thing to do. I started working on the inventory report . It took me an hour to get it ready and was all prepared to send it through email. But If I thought the day was bad enough, it got even worse when I realized our landline was dead and I wont be able to connect to the net.

I was loosing my cool.

“Damn phone goes for a six when I need it most” I shouted as I slammed the phone’s receiver down after confirming it was dead.

There was no response from Uma, who was in the kitchen.

I thought of the PC in Vikram’s room. I copied the report on a floppy and walked over to my son’s room, hoping that he wouldn’t have set a password for logging on to the PC.
Atleast in this case things went right. His computer was already on. Vikram hadn’t shut it down.

I started attaching the report to the mail. I suddenly heard a sound on the computer and small window opened up.

I realized it was the yahoo messenger’s window.

The message read : “Hey hot_boy , you put up a great show that day. When shall we do it next ?”

At first I didn’t understand what it was . Then I realized my son had been chatting on the messenger and forgotten to close it. The message was for ‘hot_boy_1990’ from an id called ‘mjaya4u’. I guessed my son’s id was hot_boy_1990

I began to wonder what show ‘mjaya4u’ was talking about but soon I got on with sending the report.

As I pressed the ‘Send” button in my email, another message from mjaya4u flashed on the screen : “Why are you not replying. Are you angry with me ? I am so hot for your cock here”

I was startled. This was downright obscene language. Was my son having some online relationship with a girl ? Was her name Jaya ? What kind a girl she must be to write like this to another boy?

All kinds of thoughts were going through my head.

But my thoughts were interrupted by another message from ‘mjaya4fu’: “lets jerk-off together again, please. My cock is hard”

I was stunned. Mjaya4u was a male ! Now it was beyond my tolerance. Before another message could come to the computer, I logged out of my mail and shut down the computer.

All kinds of thoughts were racing through my mind. But the most important question that kept coming to my mind was , “is my son growing upto be a gay” ?

If it were true , it was unacceptable to me. I was very disturbed and it showed on my face. Uma inquired several times, but I told her the same thing each time “Nothing”

I was in two minds to tell her or not, but then thought it would be best not to tell , as she would be extremely shocked. And maybe my fears were baseless, Maybe , Vikram’s online friend was a gay and not him. Maybe none were, but just wanted to talk so for kicks. I had to confirm it. But how ?

I struck upon an idea. I will try to be his online friend and find out his actual orientation.

I created a new yahoo id for myself : young_bom_male

I knew mostly after 9 pm Vikram would get online. So did I from my room.

I searched for his hot_boy_1990 and found him easily.

“hi” I wrote to him

“hi” came the reply

“Whats you’re a/s/l” he asked me

I was puzzled. “whats a/s/l” I asked

“Are you new to chatting” he asked “ASL is age, sex and location”

“okay I am 19 year old male from Mumbai” I wrote falsely “What about you”

“18 m mumbai” came an equally false reply from my son

I thought I should come to the point

“So who do you like to chat with , guys or girls” I asked , waiting for an answer anxiously

“Both”

That answer still didn’t help me clear my doubts about my sons orientation.

“I am sure you have a preference” I asked

“hmmm, older women” came the reply from Vikram

Though I was relieved he didn’t say “boys”, but I was stunned to hear his preference.

“Why older women ?” I asked inquisitively “and how old”

“Man, they are groovy and juicy, much better than young girls. I like women between 30 and 40” he replied

I know I shouldn’t have delved into my son’s mind any further. It was invading his privacy and also in a way I was cheating him, pretending to be someone else. But I was too curious to know about my own son’s thoughts. I never had even imagined this side of his.

“30-40 is much older to you” I said “You can never find any woman of that age who will be interested in you”

“ha ha , I live with one” he announced in the chat window
I was puzzled

“I don’t understand what you mean” I asked

“my mom, yaar” he said plainly

I was now truly stunned and shocked

“what about your mom ?” I asked not knowing what else to write

“my mom is so juicy, man” he said unashamedly about his own mother.

I was livid with anger. I never expected Vikram had all these thoughts in his mind. I felt like going to his room and giving him a tight slap. But something in me compelled me to go on with the chat.

“Whats your mom’s age” I asked trying make my queries realistic

“37”

“hmmm” I wrote speechless

“Do you like your mom too” came a question from his side

My mind was whirring. I didn’t know what to reply

“I never thought about it” I managed a reply

“Do you have a webcam” he asked me

“No”

“Oh, you should get it , it will be great fun” He said “wait let me show you something”

“ok” I replied , not knowing what to expect

Suddenly I got a message saying “accept ..decline”

“accept it” he said “ I am showing you my cam”

I clicked on ‘accept’ and promptly a new window opened up.

After a few seconds an image appeared in the new window.

I could see a pair of hands holding a piece of cloth

“Can you see me” he asked

I realized it was my son’s hands in the webcam window

“yes, I can” I said

“Can you see whats in my hand”

“Yes, a piece of cloth” I typed

“Arrey that piece of cloth is my mom’s panty” he said, as he brought it closer to the wecbcam

I could now clearly see it was a panty. I recognized it too. It was Uma’s

I was dumbfounded.

It was a crazy situation. I was his father and he was showing me my wife’s panty.

But I was to get more shocked soon. I saw him unzipping himself and take off his trousers, sitting in the chair only in his underwear.

“What was he upto?” I thought.

I could just see him from waist below, not his face.

But his stripping was not to end with that. The very next moment he wriggled out of his underwear too , exposing his erect penis.

I had stopped thinking. I was beyond it. My senses had been numbed - both at the behaviour of my son, and also of the present situation.

My son took Uma’s panty and placed it on his penis !

My eyes were wide open. I couldn’t even blink
Shouldn’t I put a stop to this chat ? I should have , but I couldn’t. I was helplessly getting dragged into it.

Vikram was holding the panty around his penis and begin to move his hand up and down.

My son was masturbating using his own mother’s panty !

And that moment I realized that I had a hard on too. I was ashamed. I tried to justify my erection to my own self. But couldn’t. I had to admit, the situation was arousing me too.

In a few minutes, my son’s hands were a blur, as he jerked his penis with the panty.
He came shortly. And his semen sprayed all across the panty.

For a while there was a silence from both the sides. I couldn’t believe it was really happening. On one hand I was absolutely disgusted and on the other I was aroused too.

The sound of a message appearing me , brought me out of my trance. “Liked what you saw”

“huh” was all that I could type

“hey buddy, I got to go now” he said “ add me to your contacts if you want to”

Before I could reply, I saw that he had added me. And I just followed suit and added him to my contact list too. Only when I saw his name (hot_boy_1990) go offline that I woke out of my trance.

I was ashamed at having been a party to my son’s perverted thoughts. But still I was very turned on by it. I looked at my wife. She was asleep. Sex wasn’t possible. I jerked off and went to sleep.

When I woke up the next morning, Uma was already in the kitchen, but Vikram was still sleeping. I was trying to figure out what I saw the pervious night was a dream or it really happened, until I saw a pile of clothes kept in the corner of the room. Amid the pile I could see the same panty. It was lying atop the pile of freshly washed clothes. Ready to be worn.

I went there to have a closer look. The panty had stain marks, though noticeable only if one sees carefully.

Vikram came on his mother’s panty and then carefully kept it back with the cloth pile, so that she would wear it . I couldn’t imagine our son’s mind could work like this.

I was oscillating between feelings of anger and arousal !!

When I saw Vikram, though he was in his usual self, I didn’t know how to react to him. I was seeing him in a different light. I was so quiet during the day , that my wife had to ask me whether I was well or not.

I was lost in my thoughts. The images of the previous night wouldn’t leave my mind.

And the more I was thinking about it, the more aroused I was getting. I was trying hard not to, but my feelings were taking control of me. I was almost waiting for night to come and to be online again.

But before that I went to a nearby computer shop and bought a webcam. I was all set for the night.

I went to our bedroom early by 9 pm. Uma was keeping all the dinner utensils back to the kitchen as Vikram was seeing a program on the TV.

I logged on but knew Vikram wouldn’t be online as he was watching TV. I could hear Uma talking to Vikram and laughing about something. It was turning me on. I was wondering what Vikram was thinking at that moment. Was he lusting after his own mother as she spoke to him. These thoughts made my penis become absolutely hard and erect.

Finally Uma , came to our bedroom and started changing into her nighty and at the same time I heard the TV sound go off in the drawing room. I was waiting impatiently. In a few minutes I saw the name hot_boy_1990 pop up on my screen . Vikram was online.

“hi” I wrote to him

“hey, hi” he replied “howz life”

“fine “ I said

“want to see me today?” he asked

“yes, why not” I replied

“I think you are a girl, otherwise why would you want to see me” he asked

“no, no I am a guy, but I share your same fantasy” I said, trying to sound convincing

“oh that’s good” he said “ok wait”

And suddenly a cam window popped up on my screen. I could just see his groin area. He was wearing an underwear.

I looked behind to see whether my wife could see the screen or not. She couldn’t , and was reading a magazine as she was lying down. I was relieved.

In no time , Vikram took off his underwear. And his hard erect penis popped out.

I saw this time he had Uma’s bra in his hand.

My penis was throbbing at the sight.

He started jerking off, but I could see he was typing something with his left hand

“I love my mom” came the message from him

“I lust for my mom” followed another message, as he kept jerking himself.

As I was reading this I heard Uma’s voice from behind. My heart skipped a beat.

“You are watching porn??” she exclaimed angrily, after seeing a glimpse of the webcam window from afar. “You have become older but still you like all this trash”

And moment she realized what was on the screen, she got even more alarmed “Mohan that’s is a naked guy you are watching. Whats wrong with you ? Are you becoming a gay”

I was very nervous.

“No baby, I am just hearing his fantasies. I am not gay at all”

But as we were talking I could see her staring at the screen. “who is that ?”

“Oh some online friend. A young chap who likes older woman” I said

“hmm, strange” she replied as she got closer to me and started watching the webcam with me too.

“whats his age, he looks very young. Hope you don’t get into trouble with the cops for indulging with a minor” she inquired

“No, he is 18” I said

Seeing her watch her own son jerk off was arousing me to no extent. I put my arms all the way around Uma till I could feel her breasts from the other side.
She didn’t react. I was emboldened. I started rubbing her breasts and her nipples began to get erect with each touch of mine.

She gave me a kiss on my cheek and then on my lips. First a soft one and then a more wet one. She started sucking on my lips. I caught her tongue and started sucking on them. We were kissing passionately as my hands were rubbing all over her body. I could hear slight moans from her. That was enough encouragement for me to start pulling at her nighty. It was difficult with her sitting on the bed behind me. She got up and took off her nighty herself. She was standing just in her bra and panty

I realized it was the same panty Vikram had jerked off on. My penis jumped at the sight.
I hurriedly took off my clothes . Finally we were going to have sex after a long time.
She was going on seeing the screen all the while.

As Uma was taking off her bra, a message popped up.

“hey you said you have a cam now. Why don’t you put that on” asked Vikram

“yes, I will “ I replied.

Uma could see the messages very clearly as she moved closer to the screen

“Mohan don’t tell me you will show us on cam . No way” She said

“Darling, just the waist down. It won’t make a difference” I pleaded

She didn’t reply and I connected the cam to the PC.

I made Uma sit on my lap, both of us facing the webcam. I adjusted the angle of the camera towards our groin. I re-assured her as I showed her what would be seen on the cam. And after that I sent a request to him to see our cam. I could see his name show up in the list of people watching us .

“Wow who is that woman” Vikram asked me in awe.

“My wife “ I replied

“Then you lied to me saying you are 19”

“Sorry about that. I thought if I told you my actual age it might scare you away “ I said with a convincing reply

“No No I like people of your age” he said “and your wife is hot, man”

I sent a smiley to him

We both were talking to each other, so the action got a bit deferred. He wasn’t jerking hard now, but slowly rubbing his penis as my wife watched wide-eyed.

“He looks very young” my wife said “Are you sure he is 18”

“Yes he is” I told Uma “ He told me so”

Saying this, I put my hands on Uma’s pussy. Vikram could see it clearly.

He was responding with “..mmmmm “ ..and “mmmm “ and “woww” etc etc.

He had no idea he was watching his own mother. And Uma had no idea she was watching her own son.

The whole situation was unbelievable for me. I replaced my hands on Uma’s pussy with her own as she kept watching Vikram jerk off . She unknowingly started fingering herself, which brought out a reaction from Vikram

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” he said

She started to finger herself faster, even putting her fingers inside her pussy.

“can I call you mom “ came a question from that side.

“yesss u can call me mom” my wife said loudly amid her moaning and panting. I typed it on her behalf.

“Ohhhh Mommm” came the instant reply from Vikram

“Mommmmma I am going to cum” Vikram announced

“yessssss, beta , cum for mommmma” told out my wife as her own orgasm started.

I typed the same for Vikram. I guess those words made him cum in spurts.
Seeing his juices , my wife too came hard and loud. Almost screaming “Cummmm for mommmy”

I was a mute spectator, but I was loving it.

Moment Vikram came he said bye and logged off .

Uma was still turned on despite having a massive orgasm just minutes before. We made passionate love for the next hour, before went to sleep absolutely tired.

Next day we woke up , as if the previous night was a dream. We didn’t speak a word about it with each other, but went on with our daily routine.

We left for our offices and Vikram went to his school. But the whole day I couldn’t stop thinking of what was happening. I was having an eternal hard-on.

By 7 pm, I returned home to find Uma watching TV. She usually returns an hour earlier than me. She was looking very cheerful and had done up her hair in a very fashionable way.

“You are looking marvellous” I told her as I gave her a soft kiss.

“Mohan, we should go out for an outing. We even missed out the last time because of your office”

“Sure, honey. Where do you want to go”

“Lets go for dinner out in one the nights this week” She replied

“hmm where” I was thinking aloud “ah why not for old times sake to Insomnia”

Insomnia was a night club in Bombay's Taj Hotel and we were mumber of Taj’s privelage club

“No, we are too old for that” she said with a laugh

“Baby you can still give the younger girls a run for their money. You can pass off as a 20 year old” I said

“Ohh Mohan you are always flattering me. Be practical”

“I am practical, there is no age restriction there. Infact lot of older people also go there” I said “and please we used to go there so often before. Atleast for old time’s sake”

She laughed “that was 15 –16 years ago”

But then when she looked at my pleading eyes, she smiled “ok baba , we will go there”

“Tomorrow ?” I asked excitedly

“No, No, not tomorrow. Its Christmas and it will be packed” she said

“isn’t that the best, no one will even bother about us”

“ok” she said as she smiled “you always have your way”

“but what about Vikram ?” She added

“I don’t think he will be interested to go with us. He will prefer his own age group” I said “and moreover I don’t think they will allow anyone below 18 in insomnia”

“Anyway Mohan, you should ask him”

“Ok” I replied

Vikram was back home by 8 pm

“Vikram , would you like to come to Insomnia with us tomorrow night ?”

“No way” he said “I go only with my friends”

He walked into his room without further ado, not giving me a chance to ask him again. Anyway so be it. He will be embarrassed coming with us. No one wants to go to a night club with his parents. I understood him

Anyway as night approached my mind was somewhere else – the net.

That night , I saw Uma as enthusiastic about the net as me.

By 9 pm our entire household had retired to their rooms !

Uma was sitting next to me , as we connected to the net. And after that we connected to the yahoo messenger.

“Mommy are you there” came a message the moment we logged on

My wife grinned and typed “Yes beta, mommy is here for you”

I was surprised at my wife how easily she was talking all this.

“what kind of a mom are you?” He said

“why “ my wife replied

“I haven’t even seen you, mom” he wrote. Reading that my heart skipped a beat. Was Vikram planning to show himself on cam ?

“On webcam ?” she asked

“On webcam too, but also in real” came the reply

“oh no, that’s not possible” my wife said

“Pleeeeeassse mommy” he said “I love you, I want to meet you”

These words were having an effect on my wife I could see. She was sitting in her bra and panty and the crotch area of panty was getting wet.

“Ohhh beta” was all that she could reply as she kissed me on my lips.
We kissed as I rubbed her breasts. Her nipples were hard and erect.

Our kiss was broken by a message from him . Pleading her again. She looked at me for help.

“Well, why not ?” I said “just a meeting in a public place is fine”

Uma didn’t need anymore peruading

“ok where” She asked Vikram

“Velocity tomorrow night ?” came a prompt reply

Uma looked at me “but we had planned to go to Insomnia”

Saying this she was about to type something, but I interrupted her. I had different plans and I didn’t want this to go out of hand. If Uma was around, she might have become suspicious at all the co-incidences. So I had to see that this part of the chat she didn’t watch.

“Uma , let me think it over. Meanwhile, darling please bring me a glass of orange juice from the fridge”

“huh ok.” She looked puzzled.

Moment she got up and left , I started typing fast.

“How about Insomnia ?” I wrote

“no, no not there” he said “would you believe my parents are planning to go there too, tomorrow”

“Wont you like to have both your moms in the same place then” I suggested

Either he liked the idea or saw there was no other option he agreed. I am sure he didn’t want to lose this chance of meeting my wife.

“ok, what time?” he asked

“10 pm” I said

I added another line to sound convincing

“ok, how will we recognize each other”

“hmm ..I will be holding ..a black diary in my hand” he said

“and my wife will have a red rose in her hand..ok ?”

“ok, done” he said “I am already excited. I cant wait until tomorrow”

As I heard Uma coming back , I typed in a last quick sentence

“Ok, then see you tomorrow. I got to sleep now, as I have work very early tomorrow”

“sure, and please give my mommy a kiss from my side” he replied

I sent a smiley and pulled the phone cable out .

I wanted no more interaction between my wife and him that night.

My wife walked in “So, have we decided on any place ?” she asked

“yes, but I got disconnected and I am not able to reconnect”

Uma didn’t know too much about computers and just went by what I said

“ohhh that’s bad” she said

“But don’t worry, I have spoken the important stuff” I informed Uma “He agreed on Insomnia”

“That’s great “ she said

“but how will we recognize each other” she asked

“I told him you will be wearing your red see-through chiffon sari and holding a white cellphone” I said with a naughty smile

“oh no, I cant wear that” she sounded alarmed.

“But we have decided that, cant change that now. If you don’t wear that he will not be able to recognize us”

“whats wrong with you Mohan ?” she said in an irritated tone “You know I cant wear that. You know how guys will stare at me in that sari. I just wore it once long back, and I found all guys leching at me. I felt like a cheap woman”

“C’mon don’t dramatise. You look very pretty in that. And moreover lots of women wear that.After all we are going to a night club, not to some temple or church”

“ok, and how do we recognize him”

“He will be holding a packet of condoms in his hand” I said

“whaaat “ exclaimed my wife

“just joking” I laughed

“This is no joke” Uma said sternly “We are just meeting him and coming back. Don’t you fool around then, ok ?”

“ok, my shweetie pie” I cajoled her “don’t get worked up so easily”

“tell me seriously, how will we recognize him ?” she asked again

“ok, serious “ I said trying to be grim “ He will be wearing a yellow underwear”

Saying this I looked at her seriously, trying to control my laughter.

She stared at me and then suddenly she picked up the pillow and started hitting me playfully with it .

I couldn’t help my laughter anymore. Even she was laughing I could hear.

After we calmed down , I told her he will be holding a chocolate in his hand. I lied , but she believed me.

It was second night in a row, we made passionate love. My life had changed for the better



Next day, Uma was restless almost all morning. So was I in my office . We were waiting in with anticipation for the night. Office files seemed boring and mundane to me. Time was seemingly moving so slow that day. I was dying to to go back home.

The clock finally struck 6 and I rushed off home. Uma was already there. She seemed very nervous and couldn’t concentrate on anything.. Though she was looking towards the TV, she was hardly watching it seriously. She didn’t seem interested even in her most favourite programs.


Vikram walked in early from playing cricket today. From 6.30 onwards itself he was at home. And perhaps had the longest bath ever I had seen anyone take, until the record was immideately broken afterwards by Uma. I took a quick wash. Uma was a bit puzzled by Vikram’s behaviour. Why did he come back so early from play and why had a he taken such a long time to take a bath ?

Anyway by 8.30 we went inside our bedroom and locked it. She took out her red chiffon. When she wore it I couldn’t take my eyes off her.

She was standing shyly in front of me. She was wearing a plunging low-neck line bouse, exposing a large area of her back and bosom And above that she was sexily wrapped around by the almost transparent chiffon sari ! Her cleavage and full waist was clearly seen through the see-though material of the sari.

“WOW, if I could whistle I would have “ I told her “you are looking awesome”

“Worse than the sari, is the blouse" she said very unsure of the dress she was wearing “but only this blouse matches with this sari. Mohan, what have you got me into. I wouldn’t have ever even imagined wearing this outside”

“You’ll be ok” I said “ So many women wear that . Infact most wear even more exposing dresses these days, and especially in night clubs”

I guess she realized the futility of the situation. She had to wear this to meet that net guy. The only choice was not to meet him. But she was not even thinking about pulling out. I guess even she was very curious to meet the guy.

It was nine, and we were ready to go . We opened our bedroom and saw Vikram all dressed too and waiting for us.

He was having a black diary in his hand !!

“Surprise, surprise , even I am coming along” he announced with a smile

Uma looked taken aback by his sudden participation in our plans . I am sure she wouldn’t like to have Vikram around when she would meet this net guy.

But before either could say anything, Vikram’s jaws just dropped when he saw his mother.
“Ma, wow , you are looking stunning” he eyes showed he truly meant his words.

“ Thank you beta” Uma, replied shyly and in an embarrassed way and stood in a manner as if she was trying to cover her exposed areas seen through the transparent sari

“You are going to kill the guys around” Vikram added jokingly

“Now enough. You should know how to speak to me” she suddenly become stern “ I am your mother, not your classmate”

“ I am sorry mom” Vikram said apologetically

“So what made you change your mind ?” She asked him, but this time with a smile

“Just like that” Vikram replied “Actually on my own they wont allow me to enter these places. So I didn’t want to lose this chance”

Actually, the way Vikram had groomed himself this evening, even wearing a coat, he could pass off for a 18 year old.

Uma was not too happy at Vikram being with us, but now it was too late.

‘ok, lets go “ I said

I could see Uma had our white cellphone in her hand. I had my plans

We all got into the lift. Uma was standing in the middle. The sweet aroma of Uma’s perfume was pervading the lift. I could see the lift man trying to look at my wife’s cleavage from the corner of his eyes. I looked around to see Vikram doing the same. Moment he saw my head turning towards him, he started looking straight ahead. I just smiled. All the men will ogle at her at the nightclub, I was sure. She was looking like a goddess.

We reached insomnia by 9.30 pm. Vikram got in easily, no one even questioned him. Being a Christmas night, Insomnia was already packed. We found ourselves a quite corner and settled down.

I got myself a peg of rum and soda and a glass of sherry for Uma. Usually she doesn’t drink, but I guess because of her nervousness she didn’t refuse tonight.

“Dad, what about me” asked Vikram quizzingly

“What do you want, fruit juice or soft drinks” I asked back

“Noo Dad, atleast tonight let me have one drink” he pleaded “ I am going to be 17 soon”

“No” Uma intervened sternly.

I had a change of heart “Its ok Uma. He isn’t really a k** anymore. It’s a special day. I think one drink is fine for him”

Uma just shrugged. She had her own preoccupation !

I gave Vikram some money “Take this. Its for this evening. Go buy what you want”

Vikram was thrilled . “Dad you are great” he said and left for the bar.

“You are spoiling him” Uma told me once Vikram left.

“C’mon, relax, you are always so hyper about him. Let him enjoy” I said

“And moreover lets look for our internet guy” I told her with a wink

I could see she was tightly holding onto the white cellphone as she sipped sherry from the glass.

Far away I could see Vikram clutching onto a black diary, as he scanned around for the lady with the red rose !

It was 10pm and her glass of sherry too was over. She seemed very restive and kept looking out at the hands of any youngster walking past- whether it held a chocolate or not.

I went for a refill for her and me. Vikram was not to be seen as the music blared out loud.

The dance floor was packed with people’s head bobbing up and down in unison to the rhythm of the music.

“lets dance” I urged my wife

“No, please I am not good at it” she replied

“C’mon who bothers here how anyone else dances” I retorted

“Please no, not now” She pleaded

I could see she was nervous and anxious. It was 10 minutes past 10 .

In her mind , she must have been thinking that this guy might show up anytime.

Only I knew the truth !!


I had already finshed three pegs of rum and Uma had downed two glasses of sherry and was on her third because of her nervousness. She was just sitting in a corner and looking on tensed.

“It was a bad idea to meet him” she complained to me “maybe he is just watching me from far and doesn’t plan to meet”

“Why should he do that.” I asked back “what will he gain out of that. It will be just a waste of time for you and him. Maybe he is also just nervous or has some other reasons”

I pulled myself closer to Uma and put my arms around her.
“cheer up” I told her its not a matter of life and death”

She looked at me. She was looking heavenly and I stooped my head to kiss her, but she resisted.

“Not here. Vikram is around” she said

“C’mon it so dark and he must have gone in the crowd to find his own gal” I laughed “he is not even to be seen for the last one hour”

She didn’t seem convinced but allow me to give her a short kiss on her lips.

“Ok, lets go to the dance floor. We will be in midst of crowd there. And see how many couples are kissing there. No one will notice us” I told

I stood up, but she didnt budge from her place

“please , please. I am dying to kiss you” I pleaded

“You are too much” she laughed. It was nice to see her finally relax a bit.

I held her hand and pulled her towards the dance floor. The way she was walking I could see she was drunk. So was I !

We were surrounded by men and women, as we began to shake our hips and legs. I put my arms around her waist and gave it a squeeze. No one could see that for sure. But she looked at me with a twinkle in her eyes “Naughty” she told me in a naughty way herself !

I moved my hands down to her ass. She didnt react and kept dancing. It encouraged me further as I started caressing her ass, squeezing it at times. She didn’t seem to mind. The alcohol also seemed to be taking its effect on her. Her drunk dreamy eyes looked so seductive. I couldn’t resist any longer. I put my lips on her. I could feel her body shiver for a second as she kissed me back. We were kissing each other so passionately , as if there was no one around and we were in the privacy of our bedroom. Our kiss went on and on, pressing our lips against each other, sucking each others tongue and lips. Even lots of other couples were doing the same, so we were not out of place . No one seemed to bother about us in the packed dance floor, until my eyes fell on a guy sitting on the stool of the bar and looking at us. He was Vikram. His eyes were riveted on his mother, and didn’t realise I was seeing him. And before he did, I turned away my glance, just looking at him with the corner of my eyes once in a while, as I started kissing Uma again.




With the movement of the crowd, our position on the dance floor shifted and I couldn’t see Vikram anymore.

Uma was clinging onto me as she danced. Once in a while in between we would kiss.
Her pallu had fallen down revealing her fair smooth waist and jutting breasts. Even some of the other guys, dancing with their partners couldn’t help but steal a glance at my wife. My wife had her eyes semi-closed and was gyrating sensuously, oblivious to the rest.of the crowd.

I set my plans into motion.. I quietly took out a red rose from my pocket and put it inside her purse. She was so drunk she didn’t even notice anything.

I looked around. My eyes suddenly refound my son. He had managed to get a partner to dance with him and was also on the dance floor close to us. Once in a while, like other guys, even he was looking at his mother. But his eyes seemed drunk too. We were one drunk family tonight.

Our eyes suddenly met. He wanted to pull his gaze away, but must have felt relaxed after seeing a smile on my face. He smiled back too, but in a drunk way. I stepped towards him and without even bothering to care about my son’s reaction, I asked his partner if she would dance with me. She was a young girl and seemed to be in a bubbly mood.

“yes why not” she said smilingly.

Vikram was looking puzzled at my behaviour.

“C’mon what are you watching” I nudged him “she is such a pretty girl, even I would like to dance with her”

Vikram in his drunked state managed to blurt out “wwh..whaat about me” ?

“c’mon just let me dance with her for 10 minutes” I said “don’t be selfish”

“your mother is there” I added “you can dance with her for the time being”

Though he might have had the hots for his mother, in his mind she was always out of bounds for her. For Vikram, his mother belonged to me, so he was not feeling too happy and comfortable, dancing with her, that too right in front of me. I could see he preferred this girl, who I was dancing with now, as she not taken, and didn’t belong to anyone.

But then instead of standing there in middle of the dance floor without a partner, he preferred to dance with his mother. As he started moving towards her, he stumbled and I caught him before he fell.

“Here is an opportunity I have got”, I though to myself and quickly put a chocolate into his coat pocket. Even Vikram was too drunk to notice.

“Thanks dad” he said as he steadied himself

Uma had not yet realized I was away. When she raised her eyes, she was surprised to find her son in front of her.
She was taken aback, and tried to tidy herself by pulling up her pallu and look less drunk

I was close enough to hear her, but she couldn’t see me as I was behind her. But my son could.

“where is your dad” she enquired

Moment she asked that I raised my fingers to my lips as if telling Vikram not to give my position away to her.

“oh he took my girl away to dance with her” he sort off complained.

“Oh that’s bad” Uma said half jokingly

“its okay, you can dance with his girl” she added teasingly

Vikram smiled.

“mom, you are looking so se…” he cut himself short as he could see I was in audible distance

Uma, while trying to balance herself in her drunken state, was now and then clinging on to her son. But he looked stiff not offering any help. I could see he was uneasy at my presence.

I slowly moved away from them …dancing with the girl, for whom it didn’t matter who she was dancing with. She was a couple of feet away from me and dancing in her own world.

I bent forward close to her ears. “Miss it has been a pleasure dancing with you, but I think I need to rest now” I told her

“its been my pleasure too” she said

And I walked back to our seat. I could still see Vikram and Uma from here. But Vikram was also scanning around searching for me, I guess. He knew our seat, so I quickly moved away to a different seat, which was also more dark. No way he could see me here.

Satisfied that I was not close, he got back to dancing with his mother. The place I was sitting was a bit higher than the dance floor so I could see everything clearly.

Uma was clinging onto her son, the way she was with me before. It was more as a need to balance herself in her intoxicated state. I could see, Vikram very shakily with hesitant hands hold his mother by the waist to steady her. His grip on Uma was minimal and nothing odd about it. Just enough to help her to stand steadily. I realized that he was still a k**, a nervous unsure k** !

The music changed from fast to slow and all couples came closer to each other , except Vikram and Uma. The were maintaining a distance between themselves except her arms were on his shoulders. They were dancing a waltz and slowly Uma rested her head against her son’s shoulder. I wondered whether she was falling asleep. Vikram must have wondered the same as he questioningly looked at his mother’s face. Her eyes were closed and he didn’t know how to react. He kept dancing.

They both were dancing in a very relaxed slow rhythm, as I saw Vikram’s hand extend a bit more round Uma’s waist. It seemed harmless and natural during the movements of dancing.

I looked at my watch . It was 11.45 pm. I began to wonder whether we should all head back home. I was planless, and there was no point seeing my wife doze off in middle of the dance floor.

As I was thinking about returning home, I saw Vikram’s hands creep further below on top of her Uma’s ass. It made me sit up.

Nothing more happened for another 5 minutes, and I again began to relax back onto my seat. Then I noticed Vikram was very slowly moving his hand on her ass, barely noticeable from my distance. I looked longer and more carefully. Yes, his hands were definitely going around in very small circles. There was no reaction from Uma. Maybe she had fallen asleep, until I noticed her body gyrate a bit to the tune of the music. Or perhaps to the movement of her sons hands.

Whatever it was, she was definitely too drunk to notice anything or to have reacted deliberately to her son's touch, I thought.

Encouraged, I could see Vikram’s hands were going around in bigger circles. But still it seemed harmless, as it does tend to happen like this during slow dancing.

Slowly I noticed the distance between Uma and Vikram was shortening, till she was completely reclining on him. Perhaps she isn’t able to stand on her feet at all and needed her son’s complete body support. Whatever it be I could see Jyothi’s breasts pressed against Vikram’s chest and her pallu had fallen off again.
She looked juicy from behind, the way she was reclining on Vikram. I could see the heads of dancers turn to look at the duo. I am sure many guys must be feeling envious of Vikram , and wondering how this young guy managed to get such a hot older woman !! I laughed at the thought.

By now Uma had nuzzled her face against Vikram’s neck and they both were dancing in a steady rhythm in pace with the slow music.

Were my eyes playing tricks on me, or was I imagining things ? I saw Vikram gyrating his hips, and trying to press his crotch against his mother. Definitely, it just must be a part of the dance. If he was trying some tricks with his mother, she would have no way tolerated it, drunk or not drunk.

I saw as Vikram pressed his groin against her, he at the same time gently pushed her ass into him with his hands. It had the desired effect. Her waist, crotch, and legs were completely pressed against him !!!!! I was not mistaken. I was sure now that Vikram was try hit upon his mother !! But I was more surprised by her reaction or rather the lack of it. Had she fallen asleep ?

She hadn’t, as I saw her hips move in a gyrating motion. Though it was very subtle and minimal. But it happened again ! My penis woke up with a jerk, I could feel it hardening at the sight !

They both were clasping onto each other. I was sure, they both knew what they were doing. But just doing it subtly and without facing each other. It could just end with the dance and once they were out of their drunken stupor

None of them were pulling out either the chocolate or the rose.
It looked nothing would happen of this evening. My plans had failed.. I decided it was time to go back.

Chapter 8


I dialled my wife’s mobile number to call her away from the dance floor. As her mobile rang I could see, she was searching for it. She opened her purse for taking out the mobile, which she had placed it back in her purse giving up hopes of meeting the internet guy.

“Hello, its me Mohan” I spoke as she took my call

“What , speak louder. I cant hear” she said

But I could see suddently, Vikram’s eyes widened and jaws dropped.

“mom” he exclaimed loudly

Uma looked up and was puzzled at seeing his astonished looks.

“What beta ?” she asked, with drunken slur

I could hear their conversation through her connected mobile

Vikram could just stutter “rose”, as he looked inside his mother’s purse

“Yes , what about it ?” asked Uma

Vikram wasn’t sure how and what to say. Red roses can be co-incidences too. They are common among women and he didn’t want to end up saying something stupid, if his assumptions were wrong.

Best was to confirm it, and show her the diary. As he fumbled to find the dairy in his pocket a strange object came out first, while pulling out the dairy . He held that in one hand not caring about it, and the dairy in the other. Now it was time for Jyothi to be stunned.

She just kept staring wide-eyed, not because of the diary in Vikram’s left hand, but the chocolate in the other hand.

Vikram was sure, his mom had recognized the black diary, and that she was the one he was chatting with on the net !

Uma now understood Vikram’s reaction a few seconds ago to her white cellphone. But she was having it in her hand earlier in the night too, why didn’t he react then ? “Maybe he didn’t notice”, she reasoned with herself.

They both seemed to be in a state of shock. I didn’t hear a word from them until I heard my wife speak .

“oh no , it cant be true” she lamented unbelievingly” it’s a big mistake”

My heart was racing as I heard their conversation through the cellphone.

“ma, please don’t cry” Vikram finally spoke

Uma is crying?? I was puzzled. I didn’t want it to end up with crying and depression.

I looked carefully and I could see my wife was indeed crying. Tear drops were rolling down her cheek.

“Ma please. I am feeling so bad” Vikram insisted as he wiped away the tear drops from her cheeks

“I am such an awful mother. Now what will you think of me ?” she said without looking up as more tears rolled down her cheek.

“Ma, you are the best mom in the world .I and I love you a lot” my son reassured his mother. Saying this he kissed her on the cheek tasting her salty tear drops.

“Beta I love you too” she wept softly “ I don’t want to lose your love or respect for me”

“I will love and respect you all my life” Vikram assured her. And he kissed her again. This time on her eye. And then on the other eye. He moved down and kissed her on her cheeks. And then slowly he went further lower, till his lips were just an inch away from hers. He stopped and waited.. She didn’t say anything, but just closed her eyes.
This was like a green signal to Vikram as he gently placed his lips on her, but just for a fleeting moment. And he pulled away.

Uma opened her eyes and knelt towards him. And this time she kissed him. On his lips. This kiss lingered on a bit longer than the earlier one. They broke away from the kiss and looked into each others eyes.

“ I love you my son” Uma said lovingly

“ I love you too, ma” Vikram replied to his mother.
And they kissed again. This time it was a long kiss, rubbing their lips against each other. They stopped for a second to start kissing again, sucking each others lips and exploring each other’s mouth with their tongues.
Uma was locked in a passionate kiss with her son in full view of all people. But no one seemed to take notice. They were busy with their own romances and lust.
The mother and son were hugging each other tight, gyrating and rubbing their bodies aganst each other. What a sensual sight it was. I could feel precum leaking out of my hard erect cock.
Suddenly the lights went off. It was completely dark. I remember it happens for a minute or so, in very night club – for even the shyest couples to kiss, I guess !
The lights were back soon but strangely I couldn’t see Vikram or Uma on the dance floor anymore.
I was puzzled.
I left my seat and went looking for them . I saw them on the couch in the darkest loneliest corner. They were kissing and their hands were hungrily roaming over each others body . My wife’s pallu had slipped off long back, and only the thin blouse covered her fair upper body, Vikram was half reclining as Uma was above her.
They were devouring each other, as if they were letting out pent up desire for each other.
Uma and Vikram seemed so desperate for each other.
I stood at a distance and watched. By now Uma’s phone was off , so I couldn’t hear anything.
I could never imagine Uma could ever be like that . She seemed possessed by lust for her son, as she was quite rapidly kept rubbing her body against his. Though people were kissing and fondling each other all over the room, Uma and Vikram's intimacy was raising eyebrows of others. I knew this could spell trouble if they both got carried away any further.
I walked up to them and called out for Uma.
Moment Vikram saw me he jumped away from his mother.
He didn’t know how to react at seeing me.
“Vikram relax. I know all about it” I said with a smile “and I am fine with it. Just don’t do anything here, all of us could be in trouble”
“What do you mean you are fine with it ?” Uma laughed “you are the one who caused all this, my naughty hubby”
We paid our bills and left Insomnia.




On our way back home Vikram sat in back seat and my wife sat next to me in the front. As I was about to start, Uma stopped me “Wait, let me sit with my beta. He is dozing off behind”

I just smiled.

I looked through my rear view mirror and saw Vikram was infact dozing off.

She sat behind with Vikram and I started driving the car.

Uma settled down in her seat and placed Vikram’s head on her shoulder. I could see Uma pulling his head lower onto her.

I was finding it difficult to concentrate on my driving.

I could see Vikram had wrapped his arms around his mother and his face was nuzzled in her breasts, but over her pallu.

After a while I saw Uma herself pull down her pallu, making Vikram’s face rest directly on her blouse covered breasts. There was no reaction on her face, as she just sat there with her eyes closed.

Both were still for a while, till Vikram pressed his face harder against her breasts. I could see he was softly sucking her breasts over her blouse, leaving a wet patch on it.

This made Uma gently caress caress his head, almost like combing his hair with her fingers. As he went on sucking, her lips parted and I heard a slight moan.

In a minute I saw she began to unbutton her blouse. She took off all the hooks and the blouse lay open exposing her bare breasts . She was not wearing a bra !

She was the hottest sight I had ever seen, sitting in a sari, with her pallu pulled down and the completely unbuttoned blouse exposing her breasts.

Then she pulled Vikram’s face to her right breast. He opened his mouth and took his mother’s nipple in his mouth. This brought out a loud moan from her parted lips.

My hard penis was agonizingly pushing against my pants as I drove.
I didn’t want this to end soon , so I was driving slowly and taking a longer route.
There was a different kind of a thrill in watching it happen in the back seat of the car.

Vikram kept sucking his mother’s nipples for the next five minutes as she lay still but her moaning was growing louder. Her hand moved down below. I couldn’t see where and what for , but in a few second I heard Vikram exclaim “ohhhh Mommmmmm”

“ohhhh that feels good mom” he went on

I didn’t know what exactly was happening. Perhaps she was giving her son a hand job.

Then she bent herself onto Vikram, following where her hand had been earlier.

This brought out much louder moans from my son.

I could hear sucking sounds. Uma was giving her son a blow job !

Vikram lay back on the seat moaning loudly as his mother was bending down to give him a blow job.

With one of her free hands, Uma searched for Vikram’s hands as she couldn’t see anything, her face nuzzled in her son’s groin. She found his hand and guided it to her lap. She let go off his hand for a moment and pulled up her sari a bit. Vikram's hand was unmoving on his mother's llap. She found his hand again and guided it to her crotch through the gap of her sari which was pulled up till slightly above her knees.

I could hear my wife’s muffled groans as she sucked her son’s penis. Her moans grew louder, as her son began to move his finger over her vagina.

Suddenly I heard a scurry of activity. I couldn’t take my eyes off the road as there were a few vehicles right in front.

I stole a glimpse in the rear view mirror at the earliest I could, to be surprised. The scene had changed a lot. My wife was lying down on the back seat -- urging and pulling Vikram on top of her.

Vikram didn’t need any persuasion as he promptly lay down on top of his mother and started kissing her. Moment their lips touched, both began to groan and moan as they feverishly groped each other’s body. The slurping and sucking sounds of their kissing was loud.

“mmmmmm,mmmmhhhhhhhh, mmmmmmmmm” I could hear the sounds as both mother and son were trying to devour each other’s mouth.

Suddnely, Uma pulled her lips away and spoke to Vikram

“Put your cock in me Vikram”

Ohh those words had unimaginable effect on me. I couldn’t believe my homely wife was saying such things, and that too to her son ! I could feel precum ooze out of my erect penis.

Vikram lifted up his hips, to give way for his mom’s hand . She reached out for her son’s penis. A moan escaped from Vikram as she held is penis.

“Ohhhhhh mom !!

She guided his penis right till the opening of her vagina but stopped for a moment and looked at her soon. Vikram too was looking at his mother. They both realized it was the moment of truth and wanted to be fully aware of it. Mother and son wanted to look into each other’s eyes, as he would enter her.

“I love you , beta” Uma told her son in a tender and affectionate voice. It didn’t seem lustful, but full of love.

“oh maa, I love you too”

She just had to hear those words and she pulled her son’s penis into her vagina. Vikram did the rest as he pushed into her, bringing out a moan of pleasure from his mother's mouth.

As he completely entered his mother, they both lay still. Vikram was lying flat on top his mom with his complete weight on her.

“mommmm I love you” he repeated

“Vikram I love you” Uma replied

And they kissed. To begin with they were gentle loving kisses, but soon they began to get louder and rougher, as Vikram’s hips began to move up and down on his mother -- moving his penis in and out of his mother’s vagina. He was entering the same place he was born from !

I was just a spectator to this i****tuous love play. The mother and son were not even bothered by my presence. I kept driving, being in no mood
to reach our destination in a hurry. I wanted this spectacular sight to linger on, as long as possible


The gentle and loving love play soon turned to raw sex between mother and son. I could hear Vikram grunt everytime as he thrust hard into his mother. He was rapidly moving in and out of her. Uma was just continuously moaning, but would react with a loud “ahhhhhhhhhhh” each time he pushed into her.

“ohh Fuck me” Uma cried out, “fuck me hard, my son”

Her words were having an intoxicating effect, both on me and Vikram

He kept increasing his pace, as Uma tried to open her legs as wide as possible in the back seat of the cramped car.

The “squish squish” sounds and the scent of sex filled the car. It was difficult to drive.

The movement of both Uma and her son were going on becoming faster and rougher.

“Maaa I am gonnnna cumm” Vikram said loudly amid his grunts

“Should I pull out ?” he asked sensibly to my surprise

“Nooo......Nooo….cum in me..oh my son..cum in me” she responded

I was surprised and delighted to hear her words, as was Vikram too

“Yes, maa ..ahhhhhhhh, yessss, I am going to cum in you…..ahhhhhhhh, I am cumming” Vikram moaned

“Yessss cum in me” Uma moaned “ahhhhh fill me with your juices…cum in your mumma…”

His mother’s words instantly brought him to his orgasm. His body stiffened. He thrust into his mother like a steam engine – straight and hard as he started cumming in her.

Her son’s climax brought up her own.

“oh my love, I am cummmmmming toooooo” Uma declared

“I love you Vikram….ohhhhh…..I love you , I love you, I love you., I love you beta, I love you ..Fill me with your cummm…ahhh I love you”
She kept saying this as waves of pleasure swept across her body . Her orgasm went on and on. I had never seen her cum like this ever before with me. I could see having sex with her own son turned her on the most .

In a few moments, their orgasms subsided and Vikram collapsed on his mother’s body.

They both lay still trying to catch their breath.

“I love you beta” I finally heard Uma’s gentle voice break the silence “ I hope you are not feeling bad ?”

“I am not feeling bad Ma. I loved it. I love you”

And they kissed tenderly for a few seconds.

They both were like true lovers, instead of being mother and son.

Finally they woke up to the fact that even I was around.

“so my dear hubby