It was a Saturday and I was at home. Kamalini and Subhashini had gone for their coaching classes and were not expected to be backing home before eveni...g. Daddy had left early in the morning to attend some special duty at the Airport and other things being normal, might return only late in the night. While my mother kept herself busy in the kitchen, I managed to read the book yet again and kept reading the chapter about the mother and son episode repeatedly. Within seconds I had a hard-on and as. She saw he was of that certain tribe that populated the region of the Khyber pass and that he had the look of confidence that meant he had seen it all and done some himself. She was tempted to spin on her heels and make tracks elsewhere but it was only for one or two nights and it was not likely to be a problem. That was a mistake and she regretted it later when Diego told her she had "overreacted"."Need a double for me and my husband. You got anything that faces out the back?"The pock-faced. I fondled her boobs for a while before I turned her around. I got a closer look at her belly and started kissing it.I was so horny but I controlled myself. Before leaving the kitchen, I adjusted her blouse to expose her cleavage significantly. She wasn’t entirely sure about that. But I convinced her and told that only her husband is at home right now. When Ajay saw her, he did notice what was on display but didn’t object it at all.For the next two hours, I kept looking at her hungrily. I had. She was wearing dirty tennis shoes. I immediately identified her as a bona fide character that one found in the City a lot in those days. As she approached, he rose to meet her, a gentleman’s gesture, and it was apparent they were each one half of an ancient union, with the easy familiarity that decades of living together instills. My book of Bukowski rants was reduced to being a simple prop, behind which I hid as I observed this slice of marital life unfold before me. She started talking.