Chapter 4

That evening I went to market and brought a box of condoms for me, and a complete course of contraceptive pills for Mansi. I didn’t like using rubbers but I knew that I would have to use it with Mansi until the pills start working. I didn’t face this problem with Sheila or my landlady at Mumbai because they were married.

Late in the night, I sneaked into Mansi’s room after my mother retired to her room. After feigning reluctance for some time, Mansi surrendered to her lust, and we fucked whole night.

My life was again fun filled from that day. Within a couple of days, Mansi shed her shyness and began enjoying our immoral relationship. It was so intense, so passionate that it never occurred to us that we may be doing something wrong, and world would never accept such relationship.

We began experimenting. One day, I took her over the scaffold and we fucked there. It was another memorable moment of my life, fucking my sister over the scaffold. The important thing was that we stripped in the room and then strolled to the scaffold naked before climbing up and fucking our brains out. After an extremely satisfying fuck session, we got down from the scaffold. I started the pump and we bathed in our open-air super size bathtub.

Next day, I fucked Mansi in our open-air bathtub. It was a great feeling of fucking my sister under the hot sun while fresh cold water from the pump was splashing over our bodies.

And probably we overdid that day. We didn’t count the time and mother caught both of us enjoying in our miniature swimming pool.

I had fucked Mansi hard in the water tank. We both were exhausted with the effort and just cooling ourselves off when suddenly mom appeared from nowhere.

None of us had any time to cover ourselves. Mansi gave a long shriek as she saw mother and covered her naked assets with her hands. I turned around to find mother standing at a distance, her face red with anger ... she was looking at us, unable to utter a word.

Mansi fumbled out of the reservoir and immediately scurried to the hut, her hands still unsuccessfully trying to cover her front. She disappeared inside the cabin.

Mother slowly walked over to the edge of the tank. Her face was a mask of shock and rage. I cursed my stupidity ... but I knew that I had no choice and so I decided to face her boldly. I was a bit relieved that she didn’t catch us while we were fucking madly ... still getting caught naked with my sister wasn’t a lesser crime.

Mother stood at the edge, watching me with her fiery eyes. I looked into her eyes ... pretending innocence. I was still completely naked ... my cock semi-tumescent. Although, my lower body was submerged in the water yet it was not difficult for her to see my hardness through the clear transparent water.

“What’s happening here?” Her voice was almost a shriek.

“Nothing ... we’re just taking bath ... nothing more ... believe me.”

“Get out of water and put your clothes.” She shouted.

I edged myself out of the tank and stood in front of her. For a moment she looked at my soaked body ... water dripping from my body ... her eyes roamed between my thighs where my semi erect cock was proudly jutting from my thick thatch ... belying my claim of being innocent. Her eyes wavered a little, and she looked in another direction.

I slowly walked towards the cabin. I met Mansi halfway ... who had put back her clothes. Without looking at mother or me, she hurried towards the home.

When I returned from the cabin, after changing my clothes, mother was also gone.

It was difficult to stay at the hut that day. I remained at the hut during the afternoon ... but I was anxious. I was afraid to think what might be happening at home or what would happen when I return there. I knew it would be very difficult to face mother.

I returned late that evening, unnecessarily strolling helter-skelter ... not knowing where to go. Finally, I went home. Standing at the front door ... with pounding heart I knocked the door.

The door opened immediately. Mansi was standing at the door. I looked at her in surprise; I didn’t expect her to be there. She should have been in her room ... probably crying or sobbing. Her eyes appeared red ... but certainly she wasn’t crying.

‘Where’s amma (mother)?”

“She’s in shower.” She replied uneasily. She too was nervous but certainly not afraid.

I looked her and there then asked. “What did she say?”

“Nothing.”

“What?” I was too shocked to believe that.

“Nothing ... she didn’t say a word.” She too appeared perplexed the way our mother had responded to the disclosure of our amorous adventures.

I was confused, yet I felt relieved and immediately scurried to my room.

I remained there in my room, locked from inside. Finally when mother called both of us for dinner, I went out to the kitchen. After a while, Mansi also joined us.

Dinner was a silent affair. All of us were preoccupied with our thoughts. We ate our dinner.

“Mansi ... you go to your room.” Once we finished our dinner, mother said to her. “Rahul ... you stay here ... I wanna talk to you.”

Mansi looked at me for a moment ... worried. Then she immediately went out of the kitchen. Mow mother and I were left alone in the kitchen.

Mother picked the used plates and dishes and deposited them in the sink. Then she began cleaning the table. I sat silently ... watching her more from one place to another. None of us uttered a single word.

“How long this has been going on.” She asked suddenly. I looked at her; she was busy wiping the tabletop.

“What?” I feigned innocence.

“You know very well what I mean.”

“You’re mistaken. We didn’t do anything wrong.” I tried to show boldness.

She looked at me with her dark staring eyes ... even in the anger they looked beautiful.

“Do you expect me to believe it? No girl of her age would go naked in front of anyone other than one she loves.”

“We were simply bathing ... amma, nothing else.”

“Ok ... then why does she need these?” I held my breath. Mother took something out of her blouse and dropped on the table. I took a deep sigh; I was looking at the wrappers of contraceptive pills, which I had given Mansi. “I got them from her room.

I kept silence.

“Something I found in the hut too.” She again took her hands inside her blouse and dropped three unused packs of condom. “Why do you need them?”

I couldn’t believe, my mother knew about my secret place in the cabin.

“And what’s this.” She moved something between her fingers to and fro in front of my eyes. “You forgot to dispose it properly.”

Holy shit. My mother was showing me a wet condom ... one which I might have used while fucking Mansi recently. The deposited cum inside had not yet dried. Mother had done her homework very thoroughly.

“Ok ... we did it.” I surrendered, knowing any pretence was useless. “But it just happened ... we didn’t plan it.”

I silently waited for the firework, but it didn’t come.

“Great ... sleeping with your own sister...” She answered sarcastically. “Have you ever thought who’s gonna marry her if people come to know about this.”

“Me.”

‘Don’t talk like idiots.” She looked aghast. “You know that’s not possible.”

“Why ... we can sell every thing here and move to Mumbai. We’ll be lost in the crowd and nobody will be able to trace us. Papa (father) has left us enough money and we all can survive there.” Once the truth was out, I felt stronger, more courageous.

“That’s very nice. You’ve corrupted your sister and now want to marry her.”