Chapter 5

Next morning he felt soft hands waking him up. Still in a drowsy state “let me sleep Mom,” he said. As the hands started tickling him turning around he grabbed her and when he was about to kiss her to his utter surprise he saw that it was Shanti and not his mother.

“Oh! Sorry I thought it was Mom,” he said still holding her in his arms.

“Madam asked me to wake you up,” she replied.

“I did not know, otherwise I would not have grabbed you,” he said.

“Now that you know, are you not going to release me,” she asked.

“Yes, no, sorry” he stammered and as he released her his hands inadvertently brushed her thighs.

Feeling elated to have spent a few moments in his arms she asked. “Do you always hug and kiss your Mom when she comes to wake you?”

“I don’t think I kissed you,” he replied smiling at her.

“You almost did but that does not answer my question,” she said.

“The tickling motivated me and to my surprise it was you,” he replied.

“Were it to be your mother would you have kissed her?” she persisted with the question.

He replied sternly. “Yes I would have kissed her.”

“On her lips?” she asked.

“Obviously on her lips and I think I missed an opportunity,” he said looking at her face.

Having received favourable answers “Your bath is ready,” saying it a blushing Shanti went out of the room.

While having the bath he suddenly realized that coming of Shanti to his room was his mother’s way of enticing her and he felt that he had to be very cautious. Recalling the proceedings he felt he had played his part perfectly but regretted having missed kissing her. Feeling jubilant he came down and seeing his mother standing by the window and with Shanti nowhere in sight he grabbed her and before she could object, kissed her hard on her lips.

Coming out of his grasp “have you gone crazy,” she asked looking back to see if Shanti was there.

Kissing her again he said. “Yes Mom I go crazy whenever I see you and today standing near the window with the sun rays seeping through made you look ravishing.”

“You always find excuses so that you can kiss me and I don’t believe you,” saying it she let her body sway in his arms.

Embracing her tightly “I wish I could make you believe me. These curves make me go mad,” he said as his hands slid down from her waist and caressed her inner thighs.

Aroused by his caresses and feeling it was not proper to continue “okay I believe you, now go and have your breakfast or you will be late,” saying it she practically pushed him.

“Yes today is the first day otherwise I would not have bothered to go to office.”

“What would you have done staying back?” she asked teasing him.

“I would have, I would have...” he did not complete the sentence.

“Yes what would you have done? You would not have done anything.” Saying it she blushed.

“Wait for a few days then I will show you,” he said knowing that she was teasing him.

“Okay now you go,” she said pushing him all the way to the table.

As it was the first day Dileep was busy and could reach home only after 10 pm and being exhausted went directly to bed.

Next morning it was past seven when Shanti stepped into his room and seeing him sleeping hesitated before waking him and as he turned she moved back a little.

Seeing her back up Dileep asked. “Are you sacred that I would hug you?”

“No it is not that,” she replied.

“Can I not hug you? You have been with us since I was a kid and as far as I remember you have taken care of me as your child. In fact in you I see a glimpse of my Mom and in that context if I hug what’s wrong?” he asked using all his word power to win over her.

Those words had the desired result as an emotional Shanti coming forward said. “Yes you can hug me.”

Hugging her “It feels as if you are my Mom,” he said to further bind her.

“What makes you say so?” she asked.

“Your built, your physique and your warmth is just like Moms.”

“Yes, but do you hug your Mom like this?” she asked coming out of his arms.

“Yes it gives me immense pleasure and my day starts off well when I hug my Mom,” he replied tightening his hold.

“And how do you feel when you kiss her?” she asked.

Looking into her eyes he said. “It feels very exciting. She is one gorgeous woman and it is really exciting to kiss her.”

Taking a deep breath “Yes she is one gorgeous woman whom everyone loves to love,” she replied.

“And I see that she has a special place in your heart.”

“Yes I am fortunate to known her well.” She replied.

“And I adore you for it.” He said.

Looking deep into his eyes she said. “You seem to have changed a lot. Suddenly I find my little Baba has grown up to be a tough mature Guy.”

“Yes, being close to Mom I have changed a lot.”

Again taking a deep breath she asked. “Is it the effect of hugging and kissing her?”

“Yes and I believe I don’t miss a chance of kissing her. That’s what she says” he replied facing her.

“All men are horny guys.”

“It’s you women who are to be blamed for that,” he replied.

“Why us?” she asked.

“Because you women possess such gorgeous figures,” he said looking straight into her eyes.

Feeling shy “Yes your Mom is obviously gorgeous,” she said.

“I meant you not her.” He replied.

“How should I know whether I am gorgeous or not?” she asked shyly.

“You should believe what we men say,” he added.

“Have you ever told your Mom that she has a gorgeous figure?” she asked.

“Yes that’s how I was allowed a few liberties. I praised her lavishly,” he said.

“How I wish I could see you have her in your arms and kiss her.” She said.

“You can if it is of any interest to you,” he replied.

“I want to ascertain the fact that you have really kissed her on her lips,” she replied.

“Give me twenty minutes and you can see it.” Saying it he went to freshen up.

Having finished breakfast as his Mom accompanied him to the door, grabbing her in his arms he kissed her and before she could object he said. “I needed that very badly Mom.”

“Do I have to keep reminding you that we have company,” she said shyly.

“She is in the kitchen Mom.” He replied.

“Now go,” saying it as she pushed him, kissing her again he let his hands slip from her back on to her buttocks and on fondling them when his Mom shouted “Go,” he moved out. Seeing the foreplay an aroused Shanti stood in her tracks As Megha turned she saw Shanti standing behind the curtains and moving closer she said. “Don’t you think he has become naughty?”

“Yes Maam, it’s at this age that they become naughty,” she replied.

“Yes and I don’t want him to fall prey in the outer world, I hope you understand.”She said.

“Yes, I do understand Maam. At this age we should not let them wander,” saying it she placed her hands on her shoulders comforting her.

“That is the reason why I allow him a few liberties.” Said Megha.

“It’s a wise decision as they don’t have to run here and there.” She said. (Recalling her husband running away with a young woman)

“And I hope it remains in the four walls of this house.”

Squeezing her shoulders again she said. “You have my word Maam.”

“And I also hope that you will support me in my endeavour.” She asked looking in her eyes.

“With my soul and body,” she replied gripping her shoulders.

“That’s what I wanted to hear,” saying it she hugged her and when Shanti slipped her hands around pulled her up, moving into her arms and nuzzling her face on her bosom “I need some comfort,” she said.

Grabbing her in both arms “yes Maam I do understand,” saying it she started caressing her back and when Megha pressed her face deep into her bosom “I promise that everything will be fine,” she said.

Nuzzling her face deeper in the crevice of her bosom “you are a wonderful woman and I am excited to be in your company,” saying it she pressed her lips on the swollen part of her uncovered breasts.

Sizzling in the heat of passion and unable to control, Shanti pushed aside the top of her sari and pressing Megha’s face on her bosom “who would not love to be in your company?” she asked.

“How nice of you and I hope we will be able to spend some valuable time together,” replied Megha kissing the exposed part of her breast warmly. Shanti’s body was on fire. The soft wet lips kissing her breast tormented her and as Megha proceeded further unable to withstand the storm building between her thighs “do you want me to remove my blouse?” she hissed.