Novelist Casanova Word Count: 23,047
Date: 16 .10. 2022
Title: Mom’s Needs
Written By: Novelist Casanova
It was early in the morning at around 5:00 AM, in a Service Apartment, an NRI who must be in his 50s, who looked exactly like Actor Om Puri, with dots all over his face, had got my mom beautiful naked and was making love to my mom on the living room Sofa. His bags were packed and even his passport and flight tickets were ready and was on the coffee table, right next to where he was enjoying making love to my beautiful mom. The Airport Taxi driver had already come and was waiting for the NRI downstairs. But the NRI who had lost himself in enjoying making love to my mom, was ignoring the entire world and was kissing my mom’s lips nicely and making love to my mom before leaving India. “Mmmmm….. will you forget my son after leaving to Canada, Sir?” my mom asked, as the NRI took his lips off my mom’s lips and started sucking my mom’s boobs parallelly making love to my mom. Taking his mouth off my mom’s boobs, “as soon as I reach Canada, I will start the process of finding a job for you son there,” the NRI said. “Can I trust you, Sir?” my mom asked softly. “If you don’t trust me, put your clothes back on and leave,” he said in an angry tone. For a moment my mom got scared that he would lose his contact and won’t be able to send me to Canada. “Sorry, Sir, I trust you, sir,” my mom said and started hugging him and letting him make love to her, and to bring him back to the mood, she even started kissing his cheek and burying his face between her boobs.
Watching the whole thing in the window, I started feeling sorry for her and at the same time was proud of my mom that she was doing everything for me. Actually I never really wanted to move to Canada, but my mom who worked as a Service Apartment incharge, where with the help of domestic workers used to maintain the Service Apartment and get paid by the Service Apartment owner Mr. Parasuraman, an Ex-service man. Though the pay was low, the owner gave us a portion on top of the Apartment to stay and take care of the Service Apartment, so we did not complain. Besides me and my mom were new to the city and this is the best job my 10th standard educated mom could find in the city. After my dad passed away in the village, my dad’s siblings denied our property rights, and my mom, who was egoistic, decided to move to the city and make money. Her only aim was to make enough money that we could buy bigger properties than my dad’s siblings in our village and walk in our village with pride.
Things were not easy when we moved to the city. Staying at a Service Apartment, my mom decided to find a job. With her 10th Standard qualification and poor English skills, she was finding it hard to find a job in the city. Every day counted for us, as we had to pay for the Service Apartment for the stay, and with the money we had we could only stay in the Hotel for just a couple more days. As my mom met the Service Apartment owner and told him that she was vacating as she did not have the money to pay. The owner on the other hand did not want my mom to leave as he had an eye on my mom and used to enjoy ogling at my mom secretly every time my mom went out for the interview and returned back to the apartment. There is a portion on top of the Apartment which was vacant and that is the portion where he used to hide and watch my mom dry her clothes on the terrace. While drying the clothes, thinking that there is no one around, my mom used to dry the clothes on the rope freely, ignoring her navel and waist which used to come to full view while she used to reach for the ropes. The owner used to cheekily watch my mom’s waist and navel and drool.
I did not tell my mom, because something inside me made me like the way he was ogling at my mom and making me feel horny. In fact I befriended him and joined him while he used to hide inside the terrace portion and ogle at my mom. While my mom used to dry her clothes, the owner used to ogling at my mom and used pass all nasty comments about my mom’s waist, my mom’s navel, my mom’s boobs in her saree, and how he would love to go hug my mom and bring her inside and fuck my mom. Shamelessly I started enjoying the old man’s nasty comments about my mom. Everytime my mom got dressed and went for the interview, he used to come to our portion and spend time with me and ask me about what colour petticoat my mom wore inside her saree; what colour bra my mom wore inside her blouse; and what colour panties she wore inside her petticoat. Until then I never used to notice that after the owner asked me to find out, I started watching my mom change through the keyhole. I have never seen my mom naked as my mom after having her shower in the bathroom, used to come out wearing her bra and panties, and only then she used to wear her petticoat over her panties and blouse over her bra and then wear her saree and get ready and go for the interviews. After my mom left for the interviews, the owner used to come to our portion and ask me about what colour petticoat my mom wore inside her saree, what colour bra my mom wore inside her blouse, and finally ask me what colour panties my mom wore inside her petticoat. The owner just loved me for sharing with him my mom’s underwear secrets.
He did not stop there, he enjoyed stealing my mom’s used underwear, especially my mom’s panteis. After my mom used to come back for the interviews, she used to remove her saree, petticoat and blouse and enter inside the bathroom to freshen herself. While she used to come out of the bathroom, she used to remove her bra and panties and leave them in the laundry bag and come out wearing her nightie. Even that secret I shared with the owner, which got him more excited. After that, the owner used to come to our portion after my mom left for the interviews, and go straight to my mom’s bathroom and start picking up my mom’s used panties and enjoy sniffing them. His favourite was my mom’s panties which had some of my mom’s pee in it. Holding my mom’s used panties as some kind of a valuable thing, with a huge smile on his face, and looking at me with full gratitude, because I have been helping him lusting for my own mom.
On the terrace, as usual, my mom started to dry her clothes, and the owner started watching my mom’s navel and started jerking off. “My God, look at her waist, Ram, I am so tempted to insert my hand inside her saree and grab her pussy,” he whispered. As I smiled at him, “if you don’t mind, can I jerk off watching your mom?” he asked. “Sure,” as I said, he started pulling his cock out with his right hand and pulled my mom’s used panties out with his lift hand and started jerking off watching my mom’s waist and navel, and sniffing my mom’s used panties. As my mom started to leave, watching my mom’s ass in her saree, the old man started to cum in my mom’s used panties, and wiped his cum all over my mom’s panties which covered her crotch region.
As days passed, the day came when we had to vacate our portion. My mom met the Service Apartment owner and told him that she was vacating in 2 days as she did not have the money to pay. The owner started acting kind to my mom and started asking about her problems and promised that he would help her at any cost. Trusting him, my mom started sharing our problems, and started crying. To my shock he helped her genuinely. He told my mom that he owns 10 Service Apartments, he is not married, and he is not in need of money, and gave my mom back the rent which my mom tried to pay him. He advised my mom that she was not going to get any job with her 10th Standard qualification, and that too my mom being in her 30s, and gave her the responsibility of taking care of this Service Apartment, and gave us the portion where he was watching my mom and jerking off, to say for free. My mom was really humbled at his gesture, and even fell on his feet for helping up. She even fell on his feet to thank you, because if the owner did not let us stay here, with the very little money we had, only god knows where we would have gone.
The owner told my mom that he would visit this Service Apartment only once here and asked my mom to take care of ths Service Apartment like our own, which my mom humbly agreed to. While leaving the Service Apartment under our control and going on a Temple Tour to Malaysia, he spoke to me in private and thanked me for helping him lust my mom. “Why are you leaving? Bored of my mom?” I asked. “Bored your hot mom? No way, Ram, I am gonna come back and have your mom. She is mine,” he said and smiled at me. As he was about to leave with his bags ready, I went to my mom’s bedroom and picked up my mom’s saree, my mom’s blouse, my mom’s petticoat, my mom’s bras, my mom’s panties, and even my mom’s used panties (which were his favourite), and ran to his portion, “in case if you miss my mom,” I said and gave it to him. Pulling out my mom’s panties from the bag, he started sniffing my mom’s used panties, “Ram, you are such an angel to me,” he exclaimed. “Come back soon and fuck my mom, okay?” I said boldly. For a moment he was taken aback, but smiled at me. “I will… I will,” he said and smiled at me and started to take his luggage in the elevator. As the elevator went down, in the basement my mom was waiting to give him a farewell. As my mom was breathing heavily, “why are you breathing heavily, Sudha?” the owner asked. “I was waiting for you on the first floor, to give you the farewell, Sir. Then I saw the elevator going down, so I ran as quickly as I could to reach here,” as my mom was saying, “Aww… thank you so much, Sudha,” the owner said and started wrapping his arms around my mom’s waist and started hugging my mom, and my mom wrapped her arms around his neck. “Take care of my Service Apartment okay?” he said. “Sure, Sir,” my mom said. “Please please please take care of Ram, Sudha, I am gonna come back and help him with education,” as the owner was saying, my mom started feeling so happy that he is going to help me with my education, “that’s all I need, Sir,” my mom exclaimed and started hugging the owner tight.
The owner just loved the way my mom was hugging him, and started enjoying feeling the way my mom was hugging him and was hugging my mom back like she was his wife. “And, what help do you want?” the owner asked, placing his hands over my mom’s waist. As my mom began to say, “sir, you have helped me too much already,” the owner placed his hands over my mom’s ass cheeks, “Sudha, I am gonna help you buy lot of properties in your village and make you husband’s sibling cry out of jealousy,” the owner said, which delighted my mom and ignoring the owner’s hands feeling up her ass cheeks over her saree, “thank you so much, Sir,” my mom started hugging the owner and started crying. With his left hand still on my mom’s right ass cheek over her saree, roaming his right hand all over my mom’s back feeling up my mom’s bra inside her blouse, “just you and Ram, that I all have, Sudha, if I don’t help you guys, whom am I going to help,” he whispered and placed his both hands over my mom’s ass cheeks. “Thank you so much, Sir,” my mom whispered, freeing her hug and looking into his eyes, and clearly ignoring his hands which were still over my mom’s ass cheeks. “Alright, go call the driver and tell him to pick up these luggages,” the owner said, gently slapped my mom’s ass cheeks and my mom started running towards the driver who was outside the gate. “I am really gonna miss your mom, Ram,” the owner said. “I am gonna miss you romancing my mom like you just did,” I said. “Just love your mom, Ram,” as the owner was saying, my mom and the driver came walking towards us as fast as they could. “The car is ready, Sir,” my mom said, and the driver started pulling all the suitcases and my mom started carrying the owner’s kitbag and started following the driver. Watching my mom’s ass in her saree, “I am gonna miss your mom’s ass, Ram,” the owner exclaimed. “Feels so good holding your mom’s ass,” he said and we reached the Airport Taxi and the driver was keeping the bags inside the trunk. “Keep the kitbag in the backseat, Sudha, it has my passport and flight tickets,” as the owner said and my mom opened the back seat door and bent down to keep the kitbag inside, my mom’s ass came to full view of the owner. My mom’s ass looked so tempting and the owner, “enough, Sudha,” casually said and placed his left hand over my mom’s ass, which took my mom aback and made her stand straight.
As he was about to get inside the car, “Ram, please take care of your mom until I come back and help her buy properties in your village okay?” the owner said. As I was smiling at the owner and saying “sure,” my mom’s face was glowing with happiness hearing the owner’s promises and she could feel her defeating my dad’s siblings already. As the owner got inside the car and my mom was smiling at him and about to close the door, saying “oh I forgot to kiss you, Sudha,” he got out of the car and started grabbing my mom’s waist, the owner started kissing my mom’s lips. Though my mom was taken aback, she could not refuse to kiss and insult him, and started letting the owner kiss my mom’s lips. Since there was no one around, and just me and the driver, the sound of the owner kissing my mom’s lips were everywhere. As my mom caught the driver watching the owner kissing her lips, “thank you sir, thank you sir,” she was saying and tried to break the kiss. “Wait, Sudha, let me kiss properly,” the owner said in a commanding tone, which scared my mom a bit, “sorry, Sir,” she exclaimed and went towards the owner and started offering her lips to the owner. Smiling at my mom, he readily started placing his hands over my mom’s ass cheeks and pulled her close to him and started kissing my mom’s lips. Ignoring me and the driver, my mom this time started kissing his lips back, letting the owner feel up her ass cheeks. Kissing my mom’s lips nicely, the owner sat inside the car, and started pulling the window down. Wiping the owner’s saliva off her lips, my mom looked at the owner, “Sudha, meanwhile you find out if anyone is selling properties in your village and let me know, I will buy them for you,” as the owner said, my mom smiled at him, “sure, Sir,” she said. He smiled at my mom and left for the Airport.
Ever since the Airport Taxi driver saw the owner kissing my mom and hugging her nicely, he has been crazy about my mom and he actually quit his job and joined our Service Apartment as our down driver. My mom herself interviewed him, and after coming to know that he and mom both are of same age, and his wife died in an accident and he is single, she felt sorry for him and selected for the driver’s job. Ever since that day he became our Service Apartment Driver, and did all the hard work of picking and dropping our guests faithfully, which earned the respect of my mom. Everytime my mom had to go out, he used to take my mom in the car and safely drop her back. My mom and the driver became very good friends, and even started going to movies as well. One evening he took my mom to the movies and dropped her in the basement near the lift. As she waited for the lift, “I love Sudha, I want to marry you,” he said and kissed my mom’s lips, but my mom slapped him and entered the lift and came to our portion. She stopped talking to him and only for picking up our guests and dropping our guests she used to call him and inform him, other than that she totally avoided him. Though the guy acted as if my mom broke his heart, he continued ogling at my mom every time she went past him.
It has been 2 years since the owner left, not a word from him so far, but every month mom’s salary used to get credited. After the owner left, every single day my mom used to get a love letter from an unknown person, which my mom used to tear them apart and started putting them in the dustbin, but slowly my mom started reading them and actually those love letters put a smile on my mom’s face every time she read them. The Post Box on the ground floor was actually meant for official letters, but these love letters were among them, which my mom couldn’t not ignore reading while she used to read the official letters. She always thought that those love letters were from the driver who loved her truly. She made it a habit to go to the ground floor and pick up all the letters from the Post Box and come back to her bedroom and read the love letter before she went to sleep. Meanwhile my mom was dutifully doing all the arrangements for the guests. Most of the guests were NRIs and watching them made my mom get jealous. Realising that depending on our owner to come back and change your lives was useless, my mom by this time had decided she had to take things up in her own hands. After interacting with the guests she came to the conclusion that she can only secure my future only if she helps me move abroad and settle there. Though the guests used to interact with my mom, nobody was ready to help me move abroad for work. Until recently when a NRI who must be in his 50s, who looked exactly like Actor Om Puri, with dots all over his face arrived from Canada. Ever since he landed here, I noticed him ogling at my mom, which my mom who was always thinking about ways to help me move abroad did not notice.
The next day he requested my mom to take him to the shopping centre nearby, since my mom was busy and today she told him that she would take him the next day, which he agreed to. The next day, my mom arranged for a Taxi and took him shopping. Before going shopping my mom was looking serious, and by the time my mom and the NRI came home, they both were laughing and coming inside. Looked like he had shopped a lot and even purchased a lot of things for my mom, including a brand new cellphone, which my mom absolutely liked. It has been years since I saw my mom this happy, and was opening all the things the NRI purchased for her with so much joy. Clearly the NRI guy had impressed my mom. As days passed by, my mom and NRI became very good friends, and he started taking me and my mom to the movies and other entertainment places.
One day my mom, just like she used to request our foreign guests to help me find a job abroad, requested the NRI guy to find me a job in Canada. Just like the other foreign guests, even he did not answer her positively and left the place giving her some excuses. My mom was totally disappointed. Realising that he won’t help us, every time he used to call my mom and ask her to accompany him to shopping malls, theatres, etc, my mom started refusing to go with him. One evening he came all the way up to the terrace portion where we were staying and knocked on the door. As my mom answered the door and went outside, “Sudha, I am gonna leave for Canada in 10 days,” he said. “I know Sir,” as my mom replied, “you know I am a straightforward person right?” he said. “I am gonna help your son move to Canada,” as he started saying, my mom’s eyes brightened. “For that you have to be my girlfriend, for the next 10 days. If you agree, I will find a job for you in Canada, or else let's forget about the deal. Think about it and let me know,” he said and left the place.
The whole night, my mom did not sleep, and was walking around in the living room in her white nightie, with no bra inside, just wearing her panties. “Is something bothering you, mom?” I asked and went to the living room. “I don’t know, Ram,” my mom exclaimed and sat on the sofa. She did not know how to tell me, and to break the ice, “mom, I heard what the NRI uncle said,” I said. “Mom, I have to move to Canada, only then I can make more money or even I can take you there and we both can settle down there happily, for that this NRI uncle is the only option and nobody will help us,” I said. “I know, Ram, but…” as her voice trailed. “But… what? For that you have to be his girlfriend for the next 10 days right? So what? 10 Days will fly just like that. Now it is actually 9 and a half days,” I said. “Ram, I was thinking about the same,” as my mom saying, I started feeling horny and so badly wanted to watch the NRI romance with my mom, like the owner. “Mom, do this for me, please. If you really love me you have to do this for me, it's about my future mom, don’t ruin my future mom,” I said, pushing my mom to agree. “Ram, I won’t ruin your future baby,” as my mom started to say, “then do this for me, do this for our future mom,” I said begging. “You are worried about him romancing you right, mom?” I said. “Yeah, Ram, how do you know?” my mom said. “I know mom, but you have to let him romance you. I know he is ugly and stuff, but you have to tolerate him for 9 days, for my future, for our future,” I said and cornered her and made sure she had to agree to romance with the NRI “Ram, what do you want me to do now?” my mom asked. “Just go to his portion and agree to his deal, mom, before he changes his mind,” I said. “Okay, let me change and go,” as my mom said. “No, you are fine in this Nightie, mom, Go…Go..Go,” I started pushing my mom.
As my mom went down to his portion, I was waiting for my mom to come back. For a good 20 minutes, she did not return, so I decided to see what was going on and went to the NRI’s portion. The door was locked and as I saw what was going on inside through the window, to my shock, the NRI was shirtless and was only in his shorts, and was hugging my mom with her arms wrapped around his neck. My mom’s nightie was so thin that I could clearly see the black panties she was wearing inside her nightie. Since she was wearing a thick white nightie, the NRI could easily feel my mom’s braless boobs crushing against his chest. “Shall I kiss your lips now, Sudha?” he said and tried to kiss my mom’s lips. “Sir, we will kiss from tomorrow, I am not prepared for this,” my mom said. “Sure, Sudha. Prepare yourself both mentally and physically to be my girlfriend okay? Because I want you to be 100% every time you are with me,” he said and broke the hug. “Sure, Sir,” as my mom said, he looked at my mom’s boobs, “oooh, you did not wear your bra inside for me?” he asked with a naughtly smile. “No Sir, I usually don’t wear them while wearing my nightie,” my mom said. “Alright, remove your panties and leave them on the coffee table and leave, Sudha,” he said and sat on the sofa. “Sir?!” my mom exclaimed. “If you don’t remove your panties, it means you did not agree to my deal,” he said in a strict tone. As my mom reluctantly started inserting her hands inside her nightie to remove her panties, her nightie rose up, giving the full view of my mom’s neatly shaped thighs. As my mom caught her black panties elastic and tried to remove her panties, “you know what? Don’t remove your panties today, you said you have to mentally prepare right?” he said. “Yeah, Sir,” my mom said immediately and dropped her nightie down. “You don’t have to remove your panties, just show me your panties, that’s enough for me” he said. “If you don’t, the deal is off,” he said immediately. My mom started feeling cornered already, started reluctantly lifting her white nightie slowly and closed her eyes and showed him her black panties. “My God, what a woman you are, Sudha,” he exclaimed. “Turn around,” he said.
As my mom turned around closing her eyes, “lift your nightie up, Sudha,” he said in a strict tone, and my mom immediately lifted her nightie above her waist. “What a beautiful ass you have, Sudha,” he exclaimed and went near my mom. As my mom was closing her eyes, he went and grabbed my mom’s panties, “sir, no … not now, Sir,” please my mom started begging, holding his hands which were grabbing my mom’s panties. “Are you sure?” the NRI asked. “Yeah, sir,” my mom exclaimed. “I understand, Sudha, you have to prepare mentally right?” he exclaimed, loosening his grip over my mom’s panties. “Yeah, Sir,” my mom said. “Alright Sudha, you can go now, okay?” as he said and took his hands off my mom’s panties, my mom started to relax. “Okay, sir,” as my mom said, “just lift your nightie and show me your navel and leave, Sudha, that’s all I want to see,” he whispered. “Sir?!” as my mom exclaimed. “Yes, Sudha, while you were lifting your nightie and showing your panties to me, I couldn’t see your navel properly, but it looked sweet, just show me your navel and leave, Sudha,” he said and went and picked up his phone. “Meanwhile let me call the Canadian immigration agency and talk to them about your son’s work visa,” he said and started calling someone, and looked at my mom.
Though my mom was reluctant to lift her nighty and show her navel again to the NRI, watching him calling the immigration, made her think that he is a pretty influential person and decided to go according to his wish. Talking to someone over the phone with his Canadian Accent, he signalled my mom to lift her nightie. As my mom started lifting her nightie about her knees, slowly above her inner thighs, and revealed her black panties. Watching my mom’s panteis, “hold on a second, “what is your son’s name, Sudha?” he asked and came near my mom. “M. Sri Rama Chandra Murthy,” sir as my mom said, “Mr. Jackson, it is Sri Rama Chandra Murthy,” the NRI said, placing his left hand over my mom’s ass cheeks over her black panties. “What is his educational qualification, Sudha?” the NRI whispered to my mom. “It's 12th standard, Sir,” as my mom whispered, ignoring his hand which was feeling up her ass cheeks over her panties. “It's 12th standard sir….. I know it is not sufficient, but I know the family personally Mr. Jackson. His mom is sweet to me, and I want to help her immigrate her son to Canada,” he said over the phone and all of a sudden tried to insert his hand inside my mom’s panties, and my mom started moving uncomfortably, but ultimately she gave up, as the NRI was talking to an Canadian immigration agent about her and me and requesting him to find a job for me. “His mom’s name is Sudha, Mr. Jackson…. Her husband? ….. Wait let me ask her,” the NRI said and looked into my mom’s eyes, while his left hand was trying to go between my mom’s ass crack. As she was moving uncomfortably with his left hand trying to enter her ass crack inside her panties, “he is asking your husband’s name and what is your husband doing, Sudha?” the NRI whispered. “My husband’s name is J. Pandurangan, and he is no more sir,” as my mom whispered. “She is a widow, Mr. Jackson, and struggling to raise her son without any help, I desperately want to help her,” he said over the phone and planted a kiss on my mom’s forehead. “Oh thank you Mr. Jackson… sure I will send her son’s educational documents ….. I promise he will not get involved in illegal activities in Canada…. Sure Mr. Jackson… I will be on the line,” he was saying over the phone, he looked at my mom, “Sudha, I will give him my address okay, if your son comes to Canada, he will stay in my house, is that okay for you?” the NRI whispered. My mom was happy that I was going to stay in the NRI’s house, “happy?” he asked, with his left hand inside my mom’s panties from behind, and smiling at my mom. “Happy, Sir,” as my mom whispered and smiled back, the NRI started kissing my mom’s lips. As my mom was not kissing his lips back, “mmmmm… kiss my lips back, Sudha,” he whispered and again started kissing my mom’s lips, and this time, since my mom was happy that I was going to stay in the NRI’s house in Canada and work there, she had to be sweet to him, therefore my mom held his face, ignoring his ugly face and dark lips, and started kissing the NRI’s lips back passionately ignoring his left hand entering her ass crack.
“Yes, Mr. Jackson..!” the NRI exclaimed and broke the kiss, took his left hand off my mom’s panties, but grabbed my mom’s waist right over her panties from the front. “Sure, Mr. Jackson, I will give my ID, my address and phone number…… come on Mr. Jackson, why should her son pay the rent to me? He is like my own son….. Yeah Mr. Jackson…. Yeah… I am doing this for his mom, she is really sweet to me, and helping me a lot,” the NRI was saying and started moving his left hand which was on my mom’s waist right over her panties and looked at my mom’s deep navel. “Wow,” he whispered looking into my mom’s eyes, and quickly bent down and planted a kiss on my mom’s navel. “Mmmmm…” she let out a soft moan and grabbed his face and lifted it up. “Two Lakh Indian rupees per month? Mr. Jackson? Let me ask her,” he said over the phone and looked at my mom. “Sudha, two lakhs Indian rupees per month is enough for your son?” the NRI asked. “That’s more than enough, Sir,” my mom said with a smile on her face, ignoring his left hand which was grabbing my mom’s waist right next to her navel. He smiled at my mom and bent down and started kissing my mom’s navel and the area all over her lower belly and even on top of her panties elastic, this time my mom just bit her lips and closed her eyes and let him kiss her navel and lower belly. “Yes Mr. Jackson, looks like we got a deal here,” the NRI said over the phone, still grabbing my mom’s waist over her panties and smiling at my mom. “Fair enough Mr. Jackson, and I will contact you in 3 hours with her son’s details,” the NRI said with a happy face and my mom was smiling at him, realising that I was going to get a job in Canada, earn 2 Lakhs and stay in the NRI’s house. “Thank you so much for helping my friend Ms. Sudha and her son, Mr. Jackson,” the NRI said and hung up the phone and threw it on the single sofa, “and it's time to seal our deal, Ms. Sudha,” the NRI exclaimed with a big smile on his face, moving his left hand which was on my mom’s waist close to her panties, well above her waist and all of a sudden started grabbing my mom’s left boobs with his left hand and went behind my mom and grabbed my mom’s right boobs with his right hand. The way the NRI was grabbing my mom’s boobs from behind was making my mom look more sexier than ever. As the NRI was grabbing my mom’s boobs from behind, her white nightie rose well about my mom’s boobs and her black panties, her beautiful navel, her beautiful inner thighs, all came to the full view and I couldn't help myself but to pull my cock out and start jerking off watching the NRI enjoying my hot mom.
Since it was dark outside, where I was standing and watching my mom with the NRI, and they could not see me, the view was perfect for me. “Now, let's talk about our deal,” the NRI whispered, grabbing my mom’s boobs from behind and playing with it, and my mom was happily letting him feel up her boobs, realising that she had settled my life. “Sudha, I spoke to Mr. Jackson, he is asking me to pay 10 Lakhs in advance, which I will pay him now, and your son must work in Canada and repay that money okay?” the NRI whispered. “Sure, Sir,” my mom whispered. “Will your son forget my help after settling in Canada, Sudha?” the NRI whispered, grabbing my mom’s boobs from behind and kissing my mom’s cheeks. “He won’t sir,” my mom whispered, getting her cheeks kissed. “Well, I am not helping him for money or his loyalty, I am only helping him settle in Canada for this,” he whispered and took his right hand which was grabbing my mom’s right boobs and placed it right on top of my mom’s pussy over her black panties. “Mmmmm…” as my mom let out a soft moan. “I don’t care if he doesn’t pay back the 10 Lakh rupees, Sudha, the love that I have for you is priceless,” the NRI whispered, kissing my mom’s cheeks and playing with my mom’s pussy right on top of her panties. “But my son will pay you back the money, Sir, once he gets the job,” my mom whispered, happily offering herself to the NRI. “I know he will, Sudha, and I also know you also will, but this is all I need, Sudha,” the NRI whispered and inserted his right hand inside my mom’s panties, “Mmmmmmmmmmmm…..” my mom moaned and started squeezing his hand which was inside her black panties with her hand on top of her panties, and at the same time squeezing his left hand which was grabbing her left boobs. “My God, you are so wet, Sudha, mmmmmmm,” he moaned and started fingering my mom’s pussy with his hand inside her panties. “Mmmmmmmm….. You are so wet, looks like you love me as well, Sudha,” as he was saying and fingering my mom’s pussy with his hand inside my mom’s panties, “mmmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmm mmmmmm,” my mom began to moan. “Tell me you love me, Sudha, mmmm… tell me Sudha,” he said, fingering my mom’s pussy. “Mmmmm…. I love you Sir, mmmm..” my mom moaned. “Tell me once again, Sudha,” he said, fingering my mom’s pussy. “Mmmmmm mmmm mmmm I love you Sir, I love you, mmmm mmmmmm,” she continued to moan. “Will you show me how much you love me? Haan? Will you show me how much you love me?” he asked, fingering my mom’s pussy vigorously with his hand inside my mom’s panties. “Yes, Sir…. mmmm mmmmmm mmmmm mmmmmm mmmmm,” my mom started moaning. “Then remove your nightie,” he said, continuing to finger my mom’s pussy. “Mmmmmm mmmmm mmmmm mmmm,” as my mom continued to moan. “If you don’t remove your nighty now, I am gonna send you home now, and not gonna see you ever again,” the NRI said and stopped fingering my mom’s pussy, and took his hand off my mom’s panties and her nightie fell down and covered her body. “Sir, please don’t send me home, I will remove my nightie for you,” my mom said and started lifting her nightie. Since my mom had already let him play with her boobs and pussy, she did it's not okay to show her body, and started removing her nightie and stood there only in her black panties and covering her boobs with her nightie.
“Feeling shy to show me your boobs, Sudha?” the NRI whispered, placing his hands over my mom’s ass cheeks over my mom’s black panties. “Yes, Sir,” as my mom whispered. “It's okay Sudha, you have to bear with me for just one more day right?” the NRI whispered and took his right hand off my mom’s left ass cheek over her black panties and grabbed my mom’s nighty and threw it away and watching my mom’s naked boobs and licking his lips, he started placing his right hand back on my mom’s ass cheeks over her black panties. “They are beautiful, Sudha,” the NRI exclaimed and all of a sudden, he started sucking my mom’s boobs once after the other, taking his own time, with his hands holding my mom’s ass cheeks over her black panties. My mom was closing her eyes and biting her lips and was grabbing his shoulders. “Aaaaaaaaaaahmmmmm mmmmm mmmmmmmm mmmm,” she was crying in pain, looked like the NRI was biting my mom’s nipples. “Mmm mma aaaaaaaaa aaaammmm Sir, please bite gently, mmmm,” my mom moaned in pain, but the NRI was in no mood to listen, and my mom had to grab his face and lift it up and kiss his lips in order to stop him from biting her nipples.
The very next moment, his cell phone started ringing. “It must be Mr. Jackson,” he said and broke the hug and picked up his phone. As my mom tried to pick up her nighty, “It is Mr. Jackson,” he said and picked up his phone and looked at my mom. “What are you doing, put your nighty down and come there,” as the NRI said in a bold tone. “Nothing sir,” my mom said. “You want me to send me home?” he said in a bold tone. “No sir, don’t send me home,” my mom said out of fear and threw her night off and covering her boobs with her arms, she went near him. “Mr. Jackson is calling me, it is about your son’s job. So I want you to hug me and remain hugging until I end the call with Mr. Jackson, got it?” he said. “Sure, Sir,” my mom said and as the NRI started answering the call, my mom wrapped her arms around the NRI’s neck and started hugging him. “Hug me nicely, Sudha, like you want me badly in bed,” as the NRI said, my mom started hugging him tight. As the NRI was grabbing my mom’s waist with his left hand, he started to Mr. Jackson over the phone with his left hand. As the conversation with Mr. Jackson continued, and my mom patiently remained hugging the NRI being only in her black panties, the NRI pulled her black panties elastic and looked at my mom’s ass cheeks. My mom started feeling shy and was moving her ass cheeks uncomfortably, but was still hugging him tight, “oh thank you Mr. Jackson, I will check the mail right away,” the NRI said and hung up the call and threw the phone on the sofa. “Good News for you Sudha,” the NRI whispered and kissed my mom’s cheek. “Mr. Jackson is going to send me a job offer letter for you son,” the NRI said and inserted both his hands inside my mom’s panties and started grabbing my mom’s asscheeks. “Thank you so much, Sir,” as my mom exclaimed and tried to break the hug. “Mmmmm… no … thank me by letting me have your pussy in the bedroom,” he whispered and hugged my mom who was only in her black panties and carried her inside his bedroom. As he was about to enter the bedroom, his cellphone began ringing, and letting my mom free he went to answer the phone. As the NRI picked up his phone and started answering the call, he smiled at my mom and my mom this time was casually placing her hands over her waist next to her panties and was smiling at the NRI. As he went near my mom talking to someone over the phone, he hung up the call and left the phone on the floor and placed his hands on top of my mom’s black panties elastic and started kissing my mom’s lips and my mom started kissing his lips back. As he was kissing my mom’s lips, he started grabbing my mom’s black panties elastic tight and started pulling it down. Breaking the kiss, he bent down grabbing my mom’s black panties, and told my mom to take her legs off her black panties. My mom, placing her hands on his shoulders for support, started pulling one leg after the other and got out of her panties. As she was expecting him to stand up straight, he knelt in front of my mom and spread her legs and started kissing and sucking my mom’s pussy. “Sirrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr,” my mom exclaimed and caught the NRI’s head and pulled it off her pussy. He smiled at my mom and stood up and hugged my mom naked and took her inside the bedroom and locked the door from inside.
Since there was no way I could see what he was doing to my mom in the bedroom, I went back to our portion. After 2 full hours, my mom came back and slowly started opening the door and tiptoed inside so that she wouldn't disturb my sleep. As I slowly got off my bed and followed my mom, she opened the bedroom room, and removed her nighty off and she was fully naked. Looked like she forgot to wear her panties back after getting fucked by the NRI. As she went to the shower, her cell phone started ringing, and it was the NRI himself, and kept on calling my mom, and my mom came out of the shower with just a towel wrapped around her. “Sir, I am in the middle of the shower,” my mom whispered. “Come out of the house, Sudha,” the NRI said over the phone. Since everything was quiet, I could clearly hear his voice. “I am on the terrace, right outside your door,” the NRI said. “Sir, I have to sleep now,” my mom said. “Are you going to come out or not?” the NRI said. “Just give me 2 minutes, Sir,” my mom said and hung up on his call. Cursing the NRI, my mom started wearing a nightie, she went out and opened the door slowly and went outside, so that she won’t disturb my sleep.
“Sudha, let's go,” he said. “Where sir?” my mom whispered. “I wanna have you now,” the NRI said. “Sir, you just had me,” my mom whispered with a begging tone. “I want more of you, Sudha,” the NRI said. “Sir, please, I am tired,” my mom begged. “What?! You are saying NO to me?” the NRI asked in a bold tone. “Shhhhhhhhh Shhhhhhhhhh Shhhhhhhhh my son is sleeping sir,” my mom whispered, with tears all over her cheeks. “I am not saying NO to you, Sir, I am just saying I am really tired, I just want some rest,” my mom begged. “Are you wearing your panties inside, Sudha?” he said and placed his hands over my mom’s ass cheeks. “No, Sir,” as my mom said, at the same exact time, “No panties inside,” the NRI said. “It's easy for me now, I can have you here itself and go to my portion. Now just turn around and lift your nightie and spread her ass cheeks,” the NRI said. “Sir, please please please,” my mom started. “You don’t want me to fuck you now?” the NRI asked. “Yeah, Sir, I am very tired,” my mom begged. “Are you sure, Sudha?” the NRI asked. “Yeah, Sir,” my mom said. “You must be tired after getting fucked by me nicely, aren’t you?” the NRI said with his hands still over my mom’s ass cheeks over her nightie. “Yeah, Sir,” my mom said. “Alright… then I am gonna leave you now with this kiss,” he said and grabbed my mom by her underarms and started kissing my mom’s lips. “Mmmmm…. Why are you not kissing my lips back?” as he whispered and started kissing my mom’s lips again, and my mom started kissing his lips back. As my mom was kissing his lips back, “mmmmm mmmmmm mmmmm,” the NRI was moaning getting his lips kissed by my mom and he started bringing his hands which were on my mom’s underarms and started placing them over my mom’s boobs over her nightie and began squeezing my mom’s boobs. “Sir, please, leave now” my mom begged, trying to take his hands which were squeezing my mom’s boobs over her nightie.
“Actually I did not come here to fuck you, Sudha. Just wanted to kiss your lips and tell you that tomorrow we have an appointment with Mr. Jackson, and we have to take your son along with him for the interview,” the NRI said. “Interview?” my mom asked. “Yeah, Sudha,” the NRI said. “Sir, is the interview going to be tough?” my mom asked. “Of course, Sudha, what did you expect?” the NRI said. “Sir, you have to help my son with the interview then,” my mom said. “Of course Sudha, that's the reason you are offering yourself to me, right?” the NRI said. “You just focus on me; about how to please me, how to give me company; and how to keep me happy until the day after tomorrow when I leave for Canada,” the NRI said. “Alright, tomorrow we have to meet Mr. Jackson at 7 in the morning, arrange a car for us, and make the car wait for us in the basement,” the NRI said. “Sure Sir,” as my mom agreed, he left the place and my mom came inside and went to bed. As usual, reading the love letter she used to get every day from an unknown person, with a smile on her face she went to bed. Last night’s love letter was very intense, the letter was all about how much the unknown person loves her and how badly he wants to marry mom and take care of me as well. Clearly my mom, who was being used up nicely by NRI, realised the importance of having a husband in this society. By this time my mom must have made up her mind to marry the one who has been writing these love letters for her for the past 2 years, and slept well last night.
The next day my mom woke up early, and had taken her shower and got ready wearing her pink colour chiffon saree with matching pink blouse and started waking me up. As I woke up and was getting ready, “Ram, hurry up,” my mom hurried me up and told me about the interview and stuff. That’s when she got a call from the NRI, telling her to wait for him in the basement with the car ready. “Ram, I will be in the basement with the car, bring all your documents without fail,” my mom said, and quickly adjusted her saree, looking at herself in the mirror she adjusted her pallu. Since she had worn her saree well below her navel, it was obvious that if her pallu drifted aside, her navel could come to full view. My mom always wore her saree above her navel, in a more conservative way, but today she was wearing it well below her navel, “probably it was to tease the NRI,” I said to myself. But only after I got ready and went to the basement and saw my mom talking to the driver with him sitting in the driver seat and my mom standing next to him and giving him the full view of her navel and waist, I realised that my mom wore her saree well below her navel to tease the driver.
My mom, thinking that the driver is the one who has been writing love letters to her for the past two years, and that the driver loves her truly, had made up her mind to say yes to him if he proposed to her to marry him once again. As the driver came out of the car, “Satya, I know I have been rude to you for the past 2 years,” my mom said. “It's all my fault, madam, I should not have proposed to you,” the driver said. “Hey, it's not about the proposal, it was a wrong timing,” my mom said, indicating him to propose to her once again and she is ready to accept his love and marry him, but the horny driver whose intention was just to feel my mom, “past is past, Sudha, just forgive me and move on,” the driver said. All this while he was calling my mom as Madam, but now he started calling her by her name. “I forgive you, Satya,” my mom said with a smile. “Forgive me with a hug?” he said and smiled at my mom. “Of course,” my mom said and smiled at him and wrapped her arms around his neck and the driver, being horny and already turned on watching my mom’s navel, started hugging my mom back and started feeling up my mom. My mom, who thought she had found true love, completely ignored his hands. The moment the driver placed his hands over my mom’s ass cheeks over her pink chiffon saree, he saw standing a couple of yards behind my mom, and quickly took his hands off my mom’s ass cheeks and broke the hug. “What happened?” my mom asked, and as she turned around, I smiled at my mom and she smiled at me and looked at the driver. As she was about to say something, the lift opened and the NRI started coming out, “is the car ready, Sudha? We are already late,” the NRI said. “Ready, Sir,” my mom said and the driver opened the door for the NRI and the NRI got inside the backseat and my mom sat next to him and I sat next to the driver.
The NRI gave the card of the hotel where Mr. Jackson was staying and told the driver to take us there. We started to leave, the NRI started talking to someone over the phone, and meanwhile the driver was looking at my mom through the rearview mirror and my mom was blushing. She was clearly conveying her love for the driver and the naughty driver focussed the rear view mirror towards her boobs, my mom blushed and covered her boobs with her hands, which the NRI who was busy over the phone did not notice. As the driver adjusted the rear view mirror and continued driving looking at my mom through the mirror, they had conveyed so many things by just looking at each other’s eyes.
As we reached the 5 Star Hotel, the NRI asked the driver to park the car in the basement. As the driver parked the car, “Sudha, wait here, I will take Ram alone for the interview,” the NRI said. The NRI and I got down and started walking towards the Reception. As the NRI told Receptionist that we have come to meet Mr. Jackson, she told us to go to the 10th floor taking the lift. As we took the lift and reached the 10th floor and got to Mr. Jackson’s room. An old white guy who must be in his late 50s welcomed us in. Though the NRI introduced me to Mr. Jackson, he just shook my hand and asked us to sit on the sofa. Sitting on the sofa, not one question they asked about the interview and all they were talking about was my mom. The NRI was totally ignoring me and telling the white guy how he was enjoying my mom last night. “Ram, are you fine with us talking about your mom?” the white guy asked. “It's okay Sir,” as I said “he knows about my deal with his mom, Mr. Jackson,” the NRI said, totally ignoring my presence. As the NRI kept talking and talking about how nice my mom’s pussy was and how well my mom cooperated when he was making love to my mom, “my God, bring her to me now,” the white guy said. The NRI started calling my mom and my mom was not answering. He asked me to call my mom, but she was not answering, “Ram, go bring your mom,” the NRI said.
As I got up and opened the door and took the lift and went to the basement, and searched for our car. When I found our car, my mom and the driver were missing. As I called my mom over the phone, her phone was ringing inside the car. As I was searching for my mom, all over the basement, I reached the corner where there was a large truck parked there. As I casually tried to see what was behind the huge truck, to my shock, the driver was holding my mom’s waist and kissing my mom’s lips and my mom was placing her hands over the driver’s shoulders and kissing his lips back passionately. “Mmmmmm yummy lips, Sudha,” the driver moaned, she smiled at him and continued kissing his lips back. “Sudha…!” the driver exclaimed and broke the kiss. “Sudha, if I marry you, all this will be mine right?” saying he started grabbing my mom’s boobs over her saree; he started grabbing my mom’s ass cheeks over her saree; he started grabbing my mom’s waist. “If you marry me, yes,” my mom said with a smile. “Shall I get married today itself, Sudha?” the driver said in a begging tone. “Satya, you should give me some time, okay? I have to find my son a job abroad and settle him there, which will be really really soon, and you have to wait for you. I know how much you love me, but me being stupid and all the time thinking about making money, did not realise how important is a man’s love for me in my live, and it took me 2 years to realise your true love, Satya. Your letters were so expressive and showed me how much you love you and how much you want to be with me for the rest of your life. Don’t worry Satya, after 9 days, I will be free, and I will be all yours, and I will be very loyal to you, and you have me all you want,” my mom whispered in an emotional way. “After 9 days, you will be all mine?” he whispered with his lips close to my mom’s. “Yes,” my mom whispered with a smile. “Sudha, I want to have you now, let's go to the car,” the driver whispered in a horny tone. “Satya, I know you are horny, but you have to wait for 9 more days. You have waited for 2 years to have me, can’t you wait for 9 more days, my love?” my mom whispered, holding his face. She clearly loved the driver, after reading all the love letters for the past 2 years, she had decided that the driver is the love of her life, and to my surprise she told him that she was going to marry him. “What if you change your mind in 9 days, Sudha? What if you stop talking to me after 9 days?” the driver whispered in a horny way, placing his hands over my mom’s ass cheeks over her saree. “Your love for me did not change for the past 2 years, in fact it grew more. Trust me on this, Satya, in 9 days my love is going to grow more for you,” my mom whispered and started kissing the driver’s lips passionately, and the driver who was placing his hands over my mom’s asscheeks started kissing my mom’s lips back. As the driver grabbed my mom’s pink saree along with her petticoat and tried to lift them, “Satya, nooo..” my mom exclaimed and quickly caught me watching them, “Ram?!” she exclaimed.
“Mom, Mr. Jackson asked for you, we tried calling your phone,” as I was saying. “The phone was in the Car, Ram,” my mom said. “Let me get it,” the driver who did not have the face to face me, left without looking at me and brought my mom’s hand bag and gave it to my mom. “Let's go, Ram,” my mom said and I started taking my mom to the lift. As my mom entered the lift, looking at the mirror, she started adjusting her saree and adjusting her hair. “Ram, I am sorry,” as my mom tried to say. “Mom, nothing to be sorry about mom. I am happy for you actually, you found your true love,” I said with a smile. “And you had to watch me kissing him,” my mom said with a guilty tone. “Big deal? I have watched the NRI uncle do more than kissing your lips. Just don’t worry about Satya, he will always be here with us. Just focus on the NRI uncle and Mr. Jackson,” as I was saying she got a call from the NRI uncle, and as my mom started answering the phone, the NRI uncle started yelling at my mom for not answering the call, and my mom kept on apologising to him, the lift opened and the NRI uncle was standing right in front of us.
“Sudha, when you are dealing with big businessmen, especially a Foreign Businessman, you have to be punctual, don’t you know that? I have been begging him the whole night to find a job for your son and settle his life in Canada. You had a nice sleep last night and now you were happily roaming around the city without answering my call?” the NRI uncle said. “Sir, sorry sir, I left my phone in the car,” as my mom started saying, “as a result me begging Mr. Jackson agreed to hire your son, and he asked me to call you to sign the appointment letter and give it to you, and you went missing? Is this how serious you are about your son’s future?” the NRI asked. “Do you really love your son, Sudha, tell me the truth?” the NRI said. “Sir, I know it was my fault, I love my son, and I am ready to take any punishment for not answering your call,” as my mom started to plead, “Mr. Jackson is very disappointed with your attitude,” the NRI said, nodding his head. “Do you think sleeping with me is enough to fetch your son a job, Sudha? Don’t you think you should also have the responsibility of listening to me and do whatever I say until your son getting the appointment letter to work in Mr. Jackson’s office?” the NRI said. “Sir, I am really really sorry, it was all my fault, now tell me what I should do, I will do it,” my mom said apologetically.
Letting a sigh of relief, “Mr. Jackson is in the middle of the TV interview now, we have to wait for another 1 hour. Come let's wait at the lobby,” the NRI said and took us to the lobby. As he sat on the sofa, my mom sat next to him and I sat opposite to them. For a good 5 to 10 minutes, the NRI was sitting quietly without saying a word, and then he looked at my mom, “Sudha, when Mr. Jackson signs your son’s appointment letter, you must thank him humbly, okay?” the NRI said. “Sure, Sir,” my mom said. “If Mr. Jackson asks how do you know me? Tell him that we are friends with benefits, okay?” the NRI said. “What do you mean by hat, Sir?” my mom asked casually. “It means a friend with whom one has an occasional and casual sexual relationship, Sudha. Mr. Jackson heard me kissing you, telling you to remove your panteis, and heard me moaning when I came inside your pussy, Sudha. If you don’t tell him that we were friends with benefits, he will think that you are not a well-known person to me, and were sleeping with me just to get your son a job, and might start thinking about not hiring your son,” the NRI said. “Sure sir, I will tell him as you said,” my mom said. “Now, tell me what is our relationship name?” the NRI asked. “Friends with …… sir I forgot,” my mom said. “Friends with benefits… Friends with benefits,” as the NRI was telling my mom, a waiter came offering some fruit juices, “thank you,” the NRI said and took one, and as he gave offered it to my mom, “no, it's okay,” my mom whispered without even looking at the waiter. “No? Why Sudha? These are not the kind of juices you get to taste outside, only the rich and upper class get to taste such juices,” as the NRI said, my mom took one from the tray. As the waiter offered one to me and left the place, my mom sipped just a little bit and kept it on the table, “why?” the NRI asked, watching my mom not drinking. “You don’t like it, Sudha? Shall I get you some other drink?” the NRI asked. “No Sir, the drink is good…..” my mom said and turned around and noticing no one was watching her, “I wanna pee, Sir,” my mom whispered. “Let's go,” he said and tried to get up leaving the drinks, “Sir, finish your drinks, please,” my mom said. “Take your drinks, and come with me,” he said and took my mom to the backside of the Hotel where the Swimming pool was. That was the first time me and my mom were seeing a Swimming pool in real life, and it was full of rich people happily swimming in the pool and relaxing in the poolside lounge.
As my mom looked impressed and at the same time feeling shy that she was the only one there wearing a saree, taking my mom’s drinks from my mom, “the restroom is over there,” the NRI said, and my mom went to the restroom with her handbag. After my mom peed and came out of the restroom, she was in a very good mood, and was smiling at the NRI and walking towards him. “Done peeing?” the NRI asked, smiling at my mom, and gave my mom’s drinks to her. “Yes, Sir,” my mom said. “Washed your pussy clean?” the NRI asked with a horny smile. “Yes, Sir,” my mom said feeling embarrassed. “I knew you would have washed your pussy clean, Sudha. Out of all the women’s pussies I have tasted, yours is the cleanest and sweetest,” the NRI said, and to my surprise my mom was blushing. “I am so tempted to take you to the changing room and have your pussy now, Sudha, but I have this duty of impressing Mr. Jackson and help your son move to Canada, and that is what is stopping me,” the NRI said and smiled at my mom. My mom just smiled at him and looked at people playing in the Swimming Pool, “get used to the atmosphere, Sudha. This is how the Rich people live their lives. Once I help your son settle down in Canada and start making enough money, you will be rich like these people and you will be standing here in your swimsuit and not in your saree like this,” he said, which made my mom feel proud of herself already. “That’s all I want, Sir,” my mom said. “I know, but let's just focus on impressing Mr. Jackson okay, and pray to god that Mr. Jackson likes you,” as the NRI was saying, he got a call.
As the NRI was busy over the phone, me and my mom sat on the chair and watched all the Rich people playing in the swimming pool, “next year by this time I will be in Canada, and I am gonna bring you here and make you proud, mom,” I said. My mom smiled at me, “thank you, Ram. I will pray to god that it happens,” my mom said. “Mom, if I leave for Canada, who will take care of you?” I asked. “I will take care of myself,” my mom said casually sipping the juice. “I know who is going to take care of you, and I know you will take care of him as well,” I said with a smile. “Satya?” my mom said blushing. “Yep, the love of your life,” I said with a wink. “Come on, Ram,” my mom blushed. “Are you sure you want to marry him, mom?” I asked, with a serious face. “Yeah, Ram, but not until you agree, sweetie,” my mom said, placing the juice on the table and looking at me. “You love Satya, don’t you mom?” I asked. “Yeah, Ram, he is a nice guy, and he loves me more than anything in the world. He had told me through his letters that he can’t live without me, Ram. I never really wanted to get married, Ram, but now I am starting to feel that I need a male companion. But again without your permission I will not marry him,” my mom said. “But, you want to marry him, right?” I asked. “Yes,” my mom whispered, putting her head down. “Hmmmmm… Alright… I am gonna let you marry him under two conditions;
I will never call him Dad,” I said.
“No Ram, you don’t have to call him Dad, Father, Stepdad or anything. Satya will be my husband, and that’s it,” my mom said.
“And the second condition is this;
I am gonna let you marry him only if you let me watch your first night with Satya,” I Said.
“Ram..!” my mom exclaimed. “Mom, ever since I saw the NRI uncle romancing you nicely, last night I have been crazy about watching you getting romanced nicely mom. When you can let the NRI uncle, whom you do not like to romance you, romance you to the fullest and have fun, I am pretty damn sure you are gonna let Satya, whom you love so much, romance you more than you let the NRI uncle and and you will enjoy yourself nicely as well, and I don’t want to miss that fun. Only if you agree with my two conditions, I am gonna let you marry Satya, mom. I am sorry,” I said strictly.
“Ram, why have you corrupted your mind with dirty thoughts?” my mom said with an expression of disgust. “I am a Boy, mom. We boys love watching beautiful women getting fucked, especially in real life,” I said. “Won’t you feel disgusted, Ram?” my mom asked, casually sipping the juice. The tone in which my mom asked conveyed so many things which she could not say openly to me. “Mom, I am not feeling disgusted at all, in fact I enjoy watching other men romance you. I have enjoyed other men ogling at you. Today I thoroughly enjoyed watching you and Satya romance, mom. Just love the chemistry between you guys. I think you guys are perfect for each other, mom. Just don’t worry about his financial background, I will help him once I go to Canada. Meanwhile you have fun with him, okay? And about your first night, asking you to let me watch you guys, I was just kidding, okay?” I said and smiled at my mom. “Don’t lie to me, Ram, I know you desperately want to watch us make love,” my mom said and laughed. I laughed as well, “we will discuss it with Satya, as well, okay?” my mom whispered. “Sure, mom,” I whispered. “Sweetie, am I a bad mom? Influencing you negatively?” my mom whispered. “No mom, not at all. You are the best mom in the world,” I whispered and toasted my juice glass with my mom’s juice glass with a smile on my face and and my mom toasted as well with a huge smile.
That’s when the NRI came and started taking us to Mr. Jackson. As we got inside the lift, my mom was looking at the mirror and adjusting her saree, “should have come in the suit, Sudha,” the NRI said. “Sorry, Sir, I don’t have any suites,” my mom said. “I don’t know if he is going to like you in Saree or not, Sudha,” the NRI said, making my mom nervous. As the lift opened, we got outside. As the NRI was about to knock on the door, “Sir?” my mom called. “What, Sudha?” the NRI whispered. “What is the name of our relationship? I forgot, I am sorry,” my mom asked nervously. “It's Friends with Benefits, Sudha,” he whispered and looked at my mom. “Don’t be nervous, okay? I will be there with your right throughout the interview,” he said and held my mom’s face. As my mom nodded, “You are my friend and at the same time you are sleeping with me for a benefit and that benefit is that I am helping your son move to Canada, so we are “Friends with Benefits” okay?” the NRI whispered, taking his hands off my mom’s face and smiling at her. “Okay, Sir,” as my mom said. “Don’t offer your hand for handshake first, only after Mr. Jackson offers his hand for a handshake, you to offer your hand. After the handshake Mr. Jackson will cheeks both your cheeks and you have to kiss his cheeks back. You must have seen it in English movies, right?” the NRI asked. “Yes, Sir,” my mom said. “When he hugs you, and says “hello, Sudha,” hug him back softy and say “hello Mr. Jackson.” don’t hug him tight, like we hug okay?” the NRI said. “Sure, Sir,” my mom said. “Speak to him softly all the time, and always keep your tone down, and keep a smiling face all the time, okay?” the NRI said. “Sure, Sir,” as my mom agreed, the NRI knocked on the door.
“Come in,” the voice came from inside and the NRI opened the door and entered inside. As my mom followed the NRI and stood next to the NRI with a smile on her face and also nervous. The old white man turned around and looked at my mom in her pink chiffon. Just looking at my mom he started go to crazy and started walking towards my mom with a huge smile of his face, “sir, first handshake or kiss on her cheek?” my mom whispered. “If you are confused just let him pick either kiss or handshake,” the NRI whispered. As the old white man came and stood in front of my mom, he looked at her from head to toe, “my God, she is so beautiful,” he exclaimed and started hugging my mom, and as my mom hugged him back as well, she looked at the NRI. “She is beautiful indeed, Sir,” the NRI said. Breaking the hug, “and what is the name of this beautiful girl?” the old white man asked, holding my mom’s cheeks affectionately. “My name is Sudha, Mr. Jackson,” my mom said. “Mmmm… sweet,” he whispered and planted a kiss on my mom’s lips and sat on a single sofa and asked my mom and the NRI to sit on the 3 seater sofa and I sat on the other single sofa. “Here is the appointment letter for your son, and he is going to work in my office as a Cashier with a monthly salary of 8000 Canadian Dollars, I don’t know how much that is in Indian Rupees,” he said and looked at the NRI. “It's 5 Lakh rupees per month, Sir,” the NRI said. “Your son is going to earn 5 Lakh rupees per month, Sudha, are you happy?” he asked with a smile on his face. “Mr. Jackson, I am speechless right now,” my mom exclaimed, as she was so happy. “I know … I know… let's talk about something else for a moment shall we?” the old white guy said and looked at my mom. “I like this Indian dress, Sudha,” the old white guy said. “Thank you,” my mom said with a smile. “What is it called?” the old white guy asked. “It's called Saree, Mr. Jackson.” my mom said. “And what is the shirt you are wearing, Sudha?” he asked. “It’s called the blouse,” my mom said. “And where have tugged these pleats? To a belt or something?” he asked. “They wear petticoats inside, Sir, to which they tug their saree pleats,” the NRI said. “Is it true, Sudha? You are wearing a petticoat inside?” the old white guy asked. “Yes, Sir,” my mom said. “Our women wear bras and panties or lingerie inside, how about Indian women?” the old guy asked the NRI. “Indian women wear bra and panties inside as well Sir, but different ones,” the NRI said. “Sudha, are you wearing your bra and panties?” the old white guy asked. “Yes, Sir,” my mom said. “Can you show me the type of bra and panties you are wearing, Sudha?” the old white guy asked. “Before that come here and sign these papers,” the old white guy said. As my mom signed the papers, he asked me to sign the papers as well. “Here we go Sudha, your son is going to be my employee from Jan 1st 2023, and he is going to move to Canada and settle down there,” he said and gave my appointment letter to my mom and my mom was so happy and gave them to me to keep them in the file.
“Alright, I will wait in my bed, and you can show me the bra and panties you are wearing inside, Sudha,” he said and went and sat on his bed. “You can help her,” he said to the NRI. “Sir, what is this?” my mom exclaimed. “Sudha, just don’t ruin anything, remove your saree and show your bra and panties to him,” the NRI whispered. “But how sir, in front of him?” my mom whispered. “He has seen white girls in bikinis there, and watching you in your bra and pantis is nothing to him. Just don’t make him angry and ruin your son’s future, god damnit,” the NRI said and almost pulled my mom towards the old white guy who was sitting on the bed and watching my mom. As my mom stood next to the bed, “why don’t you guys leave? She is feeling shy,” he said looking at the NRI and me. “Sure, Sir,” the NRI said and started leaving, and went close to the door, and as I started to follow the NRI, “Sir, let my son stay,” my mom whispered, which the NRI did not hear. As the NRI was about to close the door, “let the kid stay here,” the old white guy said. “Sure, Sir,” the NRI said and closed the door and left the place.
As my mom started unpinning her pink saree pallu which she had pinned to to her blouse, “Ram, clearly this old man is going to sleep with me, if I don’t he will definitely get pissed off and ruin your abroad Job,” my mom started saying in Tamil, so that the white guy don’t understand. I was so horny already, “mom, don’t ruin anything, just let him have you mom,” I said in Tamil. “What are you guys talking about?” the old white man asked. “Nothing sir, I was telling him that I am ………nervous,” she said. “Oh you don’t have to be nervous dear,” the white guy whispered watching my mom removing her saree, and ogling at my mom’s boobs in her pink blouse. “He is enjoying the way you are removing your saree for him, mom,” as I said in Tamil, my mom looked at him, and he smiled at my mom. As my mom removed her saree off completely, he started collecting my mom’s pink chiffon saree and started feeling it's softness. “So soft,” he said and looked at my mom’s pink petticoat. “Oh this is the petticoat you were talking about, Sudha?” he asked. “Yeah, Sir,” my mom whispered. As my mom started removing her pink blouse hooks, more than the whtie guy I got so tempted as I could see the white bra she was wearing inside clearly, and a lot more tempting was my mom’s sweaty underarms which wetted her pink blouse. As my mom started removing her blouse, “wow…! Is this the typical Indian bra you Indian women wear, Sudha?” the white guy asked and collected my mom’s blouse. “Yes, Sir,” as my mom was saying, the white guy started sniffing my mom’s blouse and watched my mom remove her petticoat nada. Her white bra was tight and her boobs were trying to spill out of her bra. As my mom removed her pink petticoat and got off it, his eyes almost popped out looking at my mom standing only in her white bra and maroon colour panties. “My God..!” the white guy exclaimed and got off the bed. As he went near my mom looking at my mom’s body from head to toe, he placed his hands over my mom’s waist, “Sir, I have a boyfriend,” my mom whispered looking him into his eyes. “It's okay, this has got nothing to do with him, this is only for your son’s job,” the white guy whispered and started kissing my mom’s lips, and my mom was hesitantly kissing the white guy’s lips as the thought of cheating her boyfriend Satya must have struck her mind. As the white guy paused kissing my mom’s lips and put his hands behind and was removing my mom’s white bra, my mom looked at me. “Ram, I am gonna let this guy have me, you know why?” my mom said in Tamil, and the white guy completely removed my mom’s white bra off her and her boobs spilled all over, and the white guy began grabbing my mom’s boobs and started sucking my mom’s boobs one after the other. “Mmmmmmmmmmm….” my mom moaned and looked at me. “Ram, I love Satya, and I don’t want you to watch the first night between me and Satya. Instead what this white man do me instead,” my mom whispered in Tamil. “Sure mom, but I want you to enjoy yourself,” I said in Tamil. “I will, because I know you love watching me enjoy myself. I am gonna enjoy myself from you,” as my mom said in Tamil. “Mmmmmm….is your son feeling jealous?” the white guy asked, taking his mouth off my mom’s boobs and standing behind my mom, and grabbing my mom’s boobs from behind. “No, Sir, he is enjoying watching us,” my mom said. “Really?” the white guy exclaimed, and looked at me. “Son, come here and remove your mom’s panties,” the white guy said. “Sir, no, you remove my panties and I will remove my panties for you,” my mom exclaimed. “Alright remove your panties now,” the old guy said and let my mom free. As my mom started removing her maroon colour panteis, and got naked, she was totally feeling uncomfortable, and covering herself with her hands. The white guy held my mom’s hands and started taking them off her pussy and boobs and began admiring my naked mom and hugged my mom naked and started kissing my mom’s lips and carried her to the bed and made her sleep naked on the bed. As the old white guy started taking his clothes off, “mom, you look more beautiful naked,” I said, the white guy started sleeping on top of my naked mom. “I want your full cooperation, Sudha, and I also want you to enjoy yourself,” the white guy said. “I will, Sir, that’s what my mom son wants as well,” as my mom said, “shall we let your son join us?” the white guy asked. Sir, no, only you must have me,” my mom whispered. “Are you sure, Sudha?” as the white guy whispered and tried to turn around and look at me, “hey,” my mom moaned and held his face. “I am only for you now, just enjoy yourself,” my mom whispered. “Only I should enjoy myself, and you won’t enjoy yourself?” as the white guy whispered. “Mmmm… come on let's enjoy ourselves,” my mom moaned and started kissing his lips and he started kissing my mom’s lips and started making love to my mom.
The white guy thoroughly enjoyed my mom, but when he was about to cum, he sat on my mom’s boobs and made my mom open her mouth and came inside my mom’s mouth. Though my mom tried to spit his semen out, he forced my mom to swallow it, and only then he took his fat ass off my mom’s boobs and let her free. Though the white guy was thoroughly enjoying my mom, my mom did not, as the guy was pretty rough. While making love to my mom in the doggy position, he was grabbing my mom’s hair hard and was spanking my mom’s ass cheeks hard. Since his hands were big, his spanking readdend my mom’s brown ass cheeks. While my mom was sucking his cock in the 69 position, the white guy was biting my mom’s pussy lips, and biting my mom’s ass cheeks, leaving bite marks all over her ass cheeks and area around her pussy. While he was making love to my mom in the missionary position, he was mercilessly biting my mom’s neck. Though my mom started crying in pain, he continued fucking my mom as mercilessly as he could. Only when he said that he was going to cum, my mom started to relax, but he sat on my mom’s boobs with his fat ass cheeks crushing my mom’s boobs and came inside my mom’s mouth.
Pushed the tired white guy off her, my mom picked up her white bra, her maroon colour panties, her pink petticoat, pink blouse, and pink saree, she ran inside the bathroom. As the white guy started to rest on the headboard and started smoking, he looked at me, “your mom was amazing, Ram,” the white guy said. As the white guy was telling me about how good my mom’s pussy was and how he was enjoying my mom’s pussy, we could hear my mom crying in the bathroom. As the white guy got up and went to the bathroom, my mom had worn her saree and was looking at the mirror and crying. As soon as she saw the white guy, she started wiping her tears, “Sudha, I am sorry, if I was rough,” he said and hugged my mom from behind, and looking at my mom’s face in the mirror, “Your pussy was magical and the moment I put my cock inside your pussy, it drove me crazy,” he said. “The way you were cooperating made me go crazy and I started enjoying myself fully ignoring your pain, Sudha, I am sorry,” the white guy said. “Sir, I have to go home,” my mom said and tried to take his hands which were hugging her from behind off. “Alright, you can go home now,” he said. “Ram, as far as your job is concerned mail me your documents and your passport, and shall get all the things cleared and by Jan 01, 2023, you will be in Canada, okay?” he said. “Thank you so much, Sir,” I said. “Thank you mom, Ram, you did nothing, but your mom did everything she could and gave me everything she had, for your future,” the white guy said. “Sudha, wait for me at the lobby, shall go for lunch together,” Mr. Jackson said. “Sir it's okay, we will go home,” my mom said. “I insist,” he said and we both went outside.
As we got out of the room and waited for the lift, my mom was feeling upset and low, “are you okay mom?” I asked. “I think I have cheated on Satya. What will he think if you comes to know that I am in love with him but I was sleeping with Mr. Jackson,” my mom said. The lift opened and we entered inside. “It is cheating only if Satya comes to know, right? We will keep this as a secret, mom,” I said. “But I am feeling guilty, Ram. In love, loyalty is very important. Ever since I accepted Satya’s love, I had made up my mind to give myself only to Satya, but now Mr. Jackson had me,” my mom said in a guilty tone. “Before you accepted Satya’s love, you accepted the NRI uncle’s deal, mom. According to his deal, you are NRI uncle’s girlfriend until tomorrow, remember?” I said. “My God, why are you testing me so much?” my mom exclaimed and the lift door opened. “Ram, you wait at the lobby, I will go check on Satya and come,” my mom said and rushed towards the parking lot basement. As I quickly followed my mom, she got inside the basement and saw Satya who was standing near the truck where he and my mom were kissing each other and talking to someone over the phone. As soon as she saw him, she started running towards him and started hugging him. Hugging my mom back, he circled around and took her behind the truck. As I started hiding and watching them, my mom started crying with her arms around his neck. “Are you okay, Sudha?” the driver asked. “Satya, I am very sorry, Satya, I cheated on you now,” my mom said and started crying. “With whom?” the driver asked. “With a white man, in the hotel room,” my mom said. “Shit happens, Sudha, you don’t have to be sorry, okay?” he said, placing his hands on my mom’s waist. Realising the driver is not taking it too seriously and getting hurt, my mom started to relax a bit. “You know what you should have done?” he said, smiling at my mom. “What?” my mom asked with a smile. The last time my mom was smiling like this was when she got into the car and smiled at him through the rear view mirror. She was genuinely happy and came back to the happy mood. “You know what you should have done, Sudha?” he asked. “What?” my mom asked. “You should have invited me for a threesome,” he said and laughed. “Maybe next time,” my mom said and laughed. “Maybe next time, with me and you, and another girl,” he said and my mom playfully slapped him and they both started laughing. “Jokes apart. Now that you slept with another guy, you should let me sleep with another girl, so that we both are even,” the driver said. “Satya, no, please …,” my mom said with a smile. “Then how do we make this even?” the driver asked with a smile. “How about we forget about this and move on?” my mom whispered and started kissing the driver’s lips. “Mmmmmmmm,” the driver moaned and started kissing my mom’s lips back.
That’s when my phone started ringing and my mom caught me watching her kissing the driver and immediately stopped kissing his lips and broke the hug and looked at me. As I started answering the call, it was Mr. Jackson, “hello,” as I said. “Ram, where are you guys?” he asked. “At the basement, Sir,” I said. “Come, let's have lunch,” he said. “Sure, Sir,” as I said, “where is Sudha?” he asked. “She is here with her boyfriend, Sir,” I said, smiling at my mom. “My God, Ram, why are you telling him that?” my mom whispered. “Very Good, can you ask him to join us for lunch as well?” Mr. Jackson said. “Mom, Mr. Jackson wants to know if Satya could join us for Lunch?” I said. My mom looked at Satya, “give the phone to you mom,” Mr. Jackson said. As my mom started talking, “sure, Sir,.... sure Sir…. okay Sir…. okay Sir,” my mom said and hung up on the call. “Satya, let's go,” my mom said. “Where?” Satya asked. “Join us for lunch,” my mom said. “Sudha no, I am not used to eating in five star hotels,” Satya said. “Come with me, you have to get used to this, because you are going to marry a Rich woman,” my mom said and winked at the driver and started literally dragging him holding his hand. As we got inside the lift, “simple life is enough for us, Sudha,” the driver exclaimed. “Simple life? Do you think I am going to let my mom live a simple life? I am gonna buy a new house for my mom where you and my mom can live happily,” I said and my mom smiled at me feeling proud of me already. Looking at the driver, “listen, I want you to marry my mom as soon as possible, and by the time I come back to India for my holidays, you should have got my mom pregnant, and make her give birth to a baby boy,” as I was saying, my mom was blushing. “Tired of being your only son, mom. Can’t wait to have a younger brother, already,” as I said, the lift opened and the NRI uncle who was waiting for us, took us to the Dining Hall, which was huge. Not just the driver, even my mom and I were impressed with the way the Dining hall looked.
As we started having lunch, Mr. Jackson was very friendly to my mom and others, especially to my mom that, it made her forget the rough sex he had with her. The NRI clearly did not like the driver and hated watching him sitting next to my mom, and when he came to know that the driver and my mom are in love with each other and the driver is going to marry my mom. “So, when are you guys going to get married, Sudha?” the NRI asked. “Better not in these 9 days,” the NRI said, smiling at my mom. To which my mom did not smile, and everyone was quiet. “Come on man, you have already had her. Having her once is enough,” Mr. Jackson said. Satya was quiet as well. “You know Sudha, if I have a girl once, the thing will get off my mind after that, and I will never try to have her again, and be as friendly as possible with her, that’s my policy,” Mr. Jackson said. “But Sudha is different Sir. Sudha is a sweet that should be tasted every day Sir,” as the NRI said looking at my mom and Satya, Satya got up and left the place. The NRI with an evil smile watched Satya leave and gave an evil smile to my mom as well, who was worried that Satya left. “You can taste Sudha later, now we have an appointment with the Health Minister of Tamil Nadu remember?” Mr. Jackson said. “Yes, Sir,” the NRI said and got up from the table. “Sudha, my dear we have an important appointment to attend, I have to go,” as Mr. Jackson said, the NRI started talking to someone over the phone, seeming like the Minister’s P.A. As Mr. Jackson was about to get up, “Sir,” I said. “Yes, Ram?” Mr. Jackson said. “Can you keep the NRI busy for the next 9 days? Mom and Satya are getting married soon, in this 9 days the NRI guy is definitely going to fuck my mom and ruin their relationship, so can you please keep him busy for the next 9 days, Sir?” I whispered. “Ram, I can keep him busy for the next 7 Days, because I will be leaving for Canada in 7 Days,” Mr. Jackson said. “No problem, Sir, we will manage the other 2 days,” I said. As Mr. Jackson looked at my mom and Satya, they were happily talking to each other, and the NRI was talking over the phone and looked at my mom and Satya talking to each other happily and was getting angry. “Sir, the Minister has given the appointment,” the NRI said and hung up the call. “Alright then, let's not waste any time, let's keep moving,” he said to the NRI and looked at us. “Ram, meet you in Canada,” he said and smiled at me. “Sure, Sir,” I said. “Satya, take good care of Sudha, she is a very important person to us, okay?” Mr. Jackson said, shaking Satya’s hand. “Sure, Sir,” as Satya said with a smile, Mr. Jackson started leaving. Mr. Jackson turned around, and looked at us, “if you guys want, you can stay in my room for tonight and leave in the morning, I have paid already,” Mr. Jackson said. “It's okay Sir, we are leaving,” as my mom said. “Sir, we will stay in your room sir, I have never stayed in a 5 Star Hotel in my entire life, it's my dream Sir,” the driver said. “Well, here are the room keys. I leave the decision of staying or leaving with you. Take care guys, bye,” Mr. Jackson started leaving. “Asshole,” the NRI said looking at Satya, and Satya started to stare back at him, “let go, Satya,” my mom whispered and the NRI left the place.
“I hate this bastard, Satya,” my mom said. To change the topic, “why don’t we take a walk around the swimming pool here?” I said. “Yeah,” my mom said and we took Satya to the swimming pool. Just like we were surprised, Satya was pleasantly surprised to look at the swimming pool with all the rich people playing in the swimming pool. “My God, is this heaven, I have only dreamt of being here, Sudha,” the driver said. “Look how the girls are happily jumping into the pool, Sudha,” the driver said. “Look how happily the men are relaxing,” the driver said. “Look how those lovers are kissing each other and nobody is caring about them,” the Driver said. “Don’t worry, when we come here next time, you are going to be kissing my mom like that in the pool, and she will be wearing a bikini,” I said. “Bikini?” the driver exclaimed. “Yeah, my mom looks great naked, and Bikini will suit her perfectly,” I said and looked at my mom. “Won’t you wear a bikini next time when we bring Satya here mom?” I asked my mom. “If other girls are wearing it, I can wear it,” my mom said. “My God, am I dreaming?” as the driver exclaimed, a female hotel employee approached her. “Excuse me, maam?” she said. “Yes,” as my mom said. “You are not supposed to enter inside the swimming pool in sarees. The changing room is that way, and we have swimsuits as well, please feel free to use them if you want to get into the pool,” she said. “No I am not going to swim,” as my mom started to say. “Come on Sudha, let's play in the water. It has been my dream to enjoy myself playing in the swimming pool. Let's get inside the pool Sudha, please” the driver kept begging my mom. “Go mom, don’t deny your hubby’s request, change and come,” I said. “You don’t want to get into the water?” my mom asked. “I have my future, i.e. my appointment letter with me and so I can’t get into the water, you guys play meanwhile,” I said. “Are you sure?” my mom asked. “Yes, he is sure, come let's change,” the horny driver said and took my mom inside the changing room. As he went towards the men’s changing room, my mom went inside the women’s changing room.
As I was casually looking around, there was a floor beside the swimming pool covered with dark glasses. As I asked the female hotel employee who was serving juices to everyone, “it's the Gym sir,” she said. “Can I look around there?” I asked. “Sure, please feel free to look around, the stairs are over there,” she said. As I took the stairs and entered inside the Gym, there were two hotel employees in uniform watching the people who were ladies and couples swimming in the pool, and were jerking off. In order to not to disturb them, I tiptoed hide behind a Protein Supplement Advertisement Card board which totally hid me from them, and I could see the ladies and couples swimming in the pool as well as these two young employees could. Only from outside the glasses looked dark, but from the inside it was crystal clear. “Wow, who is this new bitch, looking hot as hell man?” one guy said. “Where?” the other guy asked. “Look there,” he said. As I looked at a hottie in her once piece V shaped black swimsuit, my dick started to stand. As she was walking comfortably, her swimsuit started to rise up and get caught between her ass crack and she was struggling to pull it out. “Look how nicely he swimsuit is getting caught between her ass crack,” one guy said. “Wow, look at her ass cheeks, man” the other guy said. “If I don’t jerk off to this one, what else would I jerk off to?” one guy exclaimed and started jerking off. The other guy started jerking off too, and I couldn’t control myself and I tried to jerk off watching that hottie. All of a sudden the driver came running and pinched the hottie’s ass cheeks, and only as she turned around and the driver started kissing her lips, I came to know that it was my own mom. Never knew that my mom could look this hot in a swimsuit. “Mmmmm..mmmmm look nicely that lucky bastard is kissing her lips man,” one guy exclaimed, jerking off. “I saw that bastard kissing her nicely in the parking lot, man,” the other guy said. “Then what happened, did he try to fuck her?” the other guy said. “He was grabbing her saree and petticoat and was about to lift it up and fuck this hottie, but some asshole came in the middle and spoiled the whole thing and she left,” the other guy said. “I don’t know what she saw his in this bastard, she came again for him to the same parking lot basement, and was literally offering herself to get fucked. This bastard was horny and was kissing her nicely and once again as he was trying to fuck this hottie, the same asshole who disturbed her early came and stop her from getting fucked. She brought him to the swimming pool moments later, but that disturbing asshole I was talking about was with her, but I somehow wanted to make her remove her saree, and wear the same swimsuit she is wearing now,” he said. “My God, how did you make her wear this black swimsuit?” the other guy asked.
“Through my elder sister. A couple of days ago, while serving drinks to the guests, her favourite movie star had come, and to have some privacy he went to the rooftop. She got excited to meet him and went to the rooftop to serve him some drinks. He was already drunk and the moment my elder sister offered him some drinks, and placed the drinks on the table and asked for a selfie, he stood up. As my sister took her phone out and started taking selfies with him, he hugged her and asked her to take a selfie. As my sister was hugging him back with her right hand around his neck, and holding her phone with her left hand, the movie star was hugging my elder sister with his arms around my sister’s waist, and was looking at my elder sister’s lips. “Sir, look at the camera, Sir,” as my elder sister said. “Let me look at your lips for a while,” he said and my sister started getting horny and stopped taking a selfie. “Do you like my lips?” she asked in a horny tone and looking at his lips. “Feel like tasting them,” as he said, my elder sister started kissing his lips and the movie star started placing his hands over my elder sister’s ass cheeks over her tight uniform pants and started kissing my elder sister’s lips back. Quietly I took a picture of my elder sister kissing the movie star and kept my phone inside.
The movie star who was grabbing my elder sister’s ass and was kissing her lips, paused kissing my elder sister’s lips for a while, and grabbed my elder sister’s pants from the front. Saying “I want more of you. Come to my room and remove your shirts and pants for me, and I am going to have nice fun with you in my bed,” he unhooked my elder sister’s pant hooks, pulled her zipper down and inserted his hand inside her white panties and grabbed my elder sister’s pussy. “Mmmmmmm… sure sir,” as my sister said. “I will go first, come with the drinks tray after 5 minutes,” he said and left. My elder sister pulled up her pants zipper and hooked her pants and waited there restless. She couldn’t wait for 5 minutes, she left in 3 minutes itself.
After that I started blackmailing her telling her that I will show the picture to her husband. Look I am not blackmailing her for big things, but getting little things done through her, just like moments ago when this hottie was standing in her pink chiffon saree, and I so badly wanted to see her in swimsuit, I told my elder sister to go to her and tell her that there is a swimsuit available in the changing area where she can remove her saree and change to this black swimsuit she is wearing now. When my elder sister told me to change into a swimsuit, she initially refused, but this horny bastard who is now kissing her in the pool got too horny and convinced her to remove her saree and wear the swimsuit for him and play with him. The guy is so horny man, definitely she is not his wife, and she must be the wife of someone staying here. That’s why he has been trying to make out in the parking lot. I noticed her having lunch with a white guy and another guy whom I think is her husband. As they both have left already somewhere, this bastard was freely romancing the hottie, and with the horny mood he is in, he is definitely going to bang her at any moment,” he said. “How can he bang her in the swimming pool?,” as the other guy asked, a couple who was kissing each other in the pool started approaching my mom and the driver and were introducing themselves. The couple clearly looked like a well off couple, here just to have fun. The husband was a very handsome man and the wife was an extremely beautiful woman, and they were like made for each other. The driver was cunningly ogling at the wife, which my mom noticed and started to get annoyed.
After the couple introduced themselves to my mom and the driver and vice versa, they started getting out of the pool and started going to the changing area. I slowly left the place and started going towards the changing area. As I was waiting outside the changing area, my mom and the driver came out, and later the rich husband and the rich wife came out, and they were looking stunning like movie stars. Especially the rich wife, who was in her above knee sleeveless red Sheath dress and was looking stunning. As my mom introduced me to them, they started talking to me very politely, and asking me about Canada and our Service Apartments. That’s when I came to know that, out of an inferiority complex, my mom had lied to them that she owns 10 Service Apartments, and I work in Canada, and here on leave. As the rich couple were talking to me and walking towards the lift, the driver was shamelessly ogling at the rich wife, which was making my mom jealous and my mom was controlling her anger. Clearly his total attention was on the rich wife and was totally ignoring my mom. As the lift opened, the rich couple entered inside, “I will go to the basement with them and come back mom,” I said and entered inside and continued the conversation with them. “Oh, I have to take a few things from my car,” the driver said and got inside the lift. My mom clearly knew that the driver was entering inside the lift just to ogle at the rich wife, and casually saying “let me join you guys, as well, can stand there alone,” she entered inside the lift as well. As the lift started to go down, and the rich couple were telling me about the properties they have in Canada, the driver was shamelessly looking at the rich wife’s boobs over her sleeveless Sheath dress. Watching the driver totally ignoring her and shamelessly ogling at the rich wife’s boobs over her sleeveless Sheath dress, my mom was burning from inside and was trying to pinch him and turned his attention towards my mom, but he was totally ignoring my mom.
The lift opened and we all got off. As the rich wife tried to give the driver a casual goodbye hug, the driver started hugging her tight, and to my mom’s surprise the rich husband was just smiling at his wife getting hugged like that, and more shocking was the rich wife was letting the driver hug her nicely. My mom started feeling totally jealous, and almost cried. As the rich wife broke the hug, “wow!” she exclaimed with a smile when she looked at my mom. “Sudha, why don’t you give us your card, so that we can work together in the future,” the rich wife said. “Please save my number,” as my mom started saying and the rich wife started saving it down. “When was the last time you guys made love?” the rich wife whispered. “I don’t remember,” as my mom whispered, “your husband is horny Sudha, he almost made love to me now. Satisfy him and keep him under your control, or else he will go after other girls,” the rich wife whispered and left the place.
As the rich wife started walking towards their car, my mom watched the driver shamelessly ogling at her ass in her Sheath dress, the driver saw my mom catching him ogling at the rich wife’s ass, and started putting his head down in shame. “Nice dress she is wearing, isn’t it, Satya?” my mom said. “What?! I mean, yeah, Sudha,” as he struggled to answer, we entered inside the lift. Pressing our floor button, “don’t worry Satya, I will wear such dresses for you, okay?” my mom whispered, holding the driver’s face. “I am all that you need in this world Satya, you don’t need any woman,” my mom said in an emotional tone and started wrapping her arms around his neck and started crying. “I am enough for you, Satya, I know I am more than enough for you,” my mom said crying. The lift door opened, and my mom broke the hug and started wiping her tears and picked up the keys to the room where Mr. Jackson was staying. “Are you sure we are going to stay here, Sudha?” the driver asked. “That’s what you wanted, right?” my mom said and opened the door. The moment he entered inside, he went speechless just like the way he went when he saw the swimming pool. “Wow…! This is like a dream come true for me,” as the driver exclaimed and started looking around the room, my mom was standing near the dressing table and was pretending to pick her cell phone from her hand bag. As he went near my mom, and placed his hands on my mom’s shoulders, and turned her around, she was crying, “hey, Sudha, why are you crying?” the driver asked. “You don’t know why I am crying?” my mom said, wiping her tears with her pallu. “No, I don’t,” he said. “You were ogling at her the whole time, and even hugged her right in front of me,” my mom said. “It was just a friendly hug, Sudha,” the driver said.
“I know it was not a friendly hug, Satya,” my mom said. “You know nothing,” the driver said in an angry tone. “I know everything,” my mom said in an angry tone, and a heavy argument broke out between them. “Fine, I am leaving you now, once in for all, Goodbye,” as the driver started leaving. “Satya, no…. Satya noo…..” my mom screamed and started running behind him. As he was about to open the door, she fell on the driver’s feet and caught his legs, “Satya, don’t go please,” my mom started crying. “Let me go, you suspected me, let me go,” the driver tried to free his legs from my mom’s grip. “No, Satya, I did not suspect you, please,” my mom started begging him. “You didn’t love me, that’s why you have been suspecting me,” he said, and started walking towards the bed. “Satya, please,” my mom said and stood up and went near him. “You never loved me, Sudha,” the driver said. “Satya, how should I prove my love to me?” my mom asked. “You must promise me that you will never suspect me,” he said; “I promise, I will never suspect you, Satya,” my mom said. “You must promise me that you will always love me, Sudha,” he said; “I promise, I will always love you, Satya,” as the driver said. “I promise I will always love you, Satya,” my mom said with a smile and wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. Placing his hands over my mom’s ass cheeks over her saree, “you must promise me that you will always be my bitch,” as the driver said and planted a kiss on her neck. “Mmmmmm…. I will always be your bitch,” my mom moaned and started biting her ear playfully. Clearly the word bitch had turned her on. “You must promise me that this ass will always be mine,” he said and squeezed my mom’s ass cheeks. “It's all yours, Satya,” my mom said enjoying the feel of him feeling up her ass and showing all this attention on her. “You must promise me that your ass crack is all mine,” the driver said, trying to dig his fingers between my mom’s ass crack through her saree.
“Mmmmmm… it's all yours, Satya,” as my mom moaned with a smile, he tooks his hands off my mom’s ass and held my mom’s face. Holding my mom’s face, “Promise me that you will be my Whore, Sudha,” he said. “I will be your whore, if you promise me only one thing, Satya,” my mom said in an emotional tone, grabbing her pink saree pallu and removing her saree. “You must promise me that you will only love me, and not think of any other girls,” my mom said, removing her saree completely and standing only in her pink petticoat and pink blouse. “I got so jealous, when you were ogling at the rich lady, Satya,” as my mom was saying the driver was licking his lips and admiring my mom’s boobs in her blouse. “When I am there for you, why should you think of other girls, Satya?” my mom said and started removing her blouse hooks one after the other. “Sudha, you are right,” the driver said and went near my mom. As my mom was removing her blouse hooks, “why should I think of other girls when I have you to enjoy?” the driver whispered and started placing his hands over my mom’s pink petticoat nada and started removing my mom’s petticoat nada, which my mom let him to. As my mom removed her blouse completely and dropped it on the floor, the driver removed my mom’s petticoat nada completely and it fell on the floor. As my mom was only in her white bra and maroon colour panties, and getting off her petticoat which was around her ankles, “I don’t want any girl Sudha, I want you and you only,” the driver said and held my mom’s face, who was standing only in her white bra and maroon colour panties. “When I have a babe like you to enjoy, why would I go after other girls?” the driver said, bringing down the hands which were holding my mom’s face and roaming his hands all over my mom’s neck and shoulder and finally resting on my mom’s underarms. “Sudha, do you love me as much I love you,” as the driver said and took his hands off my mom’s underarms and started placing his hands over my mom’s ass over my mom’s maroon colour panties, and brought his lips close to my mom’s lips, “I love you more than anything else, Satya,” my mom said started kissing the driver’s lips. The way she was holding his face and kissing his lips was literally telling him how genuinely she loves him and is ready to do anything for him.
The way my mom was giving herself to the driver, excited him and he began kissing my mom’s lips back and at the same time began inserting hands which were on top of my mom’s ass over her maroon colour panties, inside my mom’s maroon colour panties and started grabbing my mom’s naked ass cheeks. As the driver started taking his hands off my mom’s maroon colour panties and started removing my mom’s bra hooks, my mom broke the kiss for a while and looking him into his eyes, “Satya, you have no idea how much I love you,” my mom whispered and started putting her hands behind and started helping her remove her bra hooks. As my mom was removing her bra hooks with her hands behind, the driver cheekily inserted his hands inside her white bra from the front and started grabbing my mom’s boobs and began playing with my mom’s boobs. As my mom removed her white bra off completely, the driver started sucking my mom’s boobs readily. “Mmmmmmmmm…” my mom moaned and placed her hands on the driver’s head, “you like it don’t you Satya?” my mom whispered smiling at the driver who was sucking her boobs. As he was busy sucking my mom’s boobs. “I know you like them, I have seen you ogling at my boobs all the time. You probably never thought you would get to suck them and enjoy yourself like this, didn’t you?” my mom whispered watching him enjoying sucking my mom’s boobs. “So did I, Satya. Your letters made me fall in love with you, Satya. Your letters showed me how much you love me and made me realise if I had to offer myself to someone, it must be you,” as my mom was saying, the driver started grabbing my mom’s maroon panties and began pulling them down. To help the driver, my mom herself caught her maroon colour panties and started removing her panties and stood naked in front of him.
Watching my mom naked, “my God…! Can’t believe this is happening,” the driver exclaimed looking at my mom, and began removing his clothes and got naked. The moment he pulled his last clothing on him off and got naked, immediately he hugged my naked mom and carried her to bed. Sleeping on top of my mom and spreading my mom’s legs, and inserting his cock inside my mom’s pussy, the driver began making love to my mom. “Mmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmmm,” as my mom began to moan. “You love me don’t you bitch, mmmmm mmmmm?” he asked, making love to my mom. “Mmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmm… I love you more than anything else in this world, Satya,” my mom moaned. “You will be my whore for the rest of our life, you understand?” he said, choking my mom’s neck. “Mmmmmmmmm Satya… I will be your whore, always Satya, mmmmm… always…. Mmmmm mmmmmmmmmm” my mom was hornily smiling and moaning in pleasure, holding his face. As Satya continued making love to my mom, “mmmmmm mmmmmmmm hey Satya, you are so good….. Mmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmm mmmmmmmm,” my mom was moaning in pleasure. As Satya continued making love to my mom and at the same time began sucking my mom’s boobs, “mmmmmmm I love you so much, Satya, mmmmmm mmmmmmmm mmmmmm mmmm,” my mom began to moan. As Satya took his mouth off my mom’s boobs and began making love to my mom in a more passionate way, my mom began hugging him tight, “mmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmmm Satya, what were you doing all these 2 years? Mmmmmmmm,” my mom moaned. “Fingering out ways to have you in bed, Sudha…. mmmmmm aaaaaaaaaaaaahm…..” Satya said, moaning loud. Clearly he was about to cum now, and as he began digging his cock deeper and deeper inside my mom’s pussy, “mmmmmm mmmmm mmmmm mmmm mmmmmm, Satya… mmmmm Satya aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa mmmmmm, I am all yours now, have me all your want,” my mom began to moan loud and hugged him tight. As my mom was hugging him tight and enjoying the way the driver was digging her cock deeper and deeper inside my mom’s pussy, “aaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa I am gonna cume Satya… I am gonna cum…. Baby… I am gonna cum….. Mmmmm mmmmmmm,” as my mom began moaning. Hugging my mom back tight with his sweaty body completely on top of my mom, “aaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aahh aaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaah hhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaa,” he moaned and shot his cum deep inside my mom’s pussy, and completely rested his body on my mom.
After a good 10 to 15 seconds they were smiling at each other and whispering something. As the driver got off my mom and slept next to her, my mom with a huge smile on her face turned towards him and slept on his chest and closed her eyes with a smile. As the driver covered themselves up with a blanket. I slowly went and slept next to them in bed, “thank you mom, and thank you Satya,” as I said. My mom who was sleeping on his chest opened her eyes and smiled at me, and Satya looked at me, “thank you Ram,” the driver said. “You guys were great, thoroughly enjoyed watching you guys,” I said. My mom blushed and kissed the driver’s chest, “he was great,” my mom whispered looking at me. Clearly my mom was still horny. “Really?... How was my mom?” I asked the driver. “How was my mom’s pussy? No.. Wait… before that, first tell me, how was my mom’s lips?” I asked the driver. “Sweet of course. Just went crazy when I tasted your mom’s lips when I first kissed her in the parking lot,” the driver said, smiling at my mom, who was smiling and looking at the driver, resting her head on his chest and roaming her fingernails all over the driver’s other chest. “Did you like my lips, Sudha?” the driver asked. “It's dark and almost burnt due to smoking I guess, since I love you I ignored everything and kissed your lips, Satya. But please quit smoking okay? Or else no more lip kisses,” my mom said with a smile. “I will quit smoking, Sudha. To get kissed by you, I will do anything, Sudha, because I love you,” the driver said. “It's not about the kiss, Satya, since I love you I don’t mind kissing your lips even if your lips were darker and cigarette burnt, but it's about your health as well,” my mom said. “Thank you so much, Sudha,” as the driver said, my mom who was sleeping on his chest, rose up and started kissing the driver’s lips, “see, it’s not about kissing,” my mom whispered and slept next to him with her arm around his neck. “Satya, tell me honestly. How was my mom’s pussy?” I asked. “To be honest, yours is the best I have ever had, Sudha,” he said looking at my mom. “You mean to say you have had many before?” my mom said, pinching his chest playfully. “Sudha… come on…” he said and laughed. “I have had a few, but your pussy is the best. Just loved the way your pussy took my cock inside and enjoyed having my cock inside, mmmmmm…. Such a yummy pussy,” the driver exclaimed. As my mom was hearing him talk and was giving horny smiles at him, “it's your turn mom. How was Satya’s cock?” I asked. “It was good…… it was really really good,” my mom said, looking into his eyes. “Really, Sudha?!” the driver exclaimed and sat on the bed. “Yes, it was amazing Satya. The best cock I have ever had,” as my mom kept praising his cock, the driver started jumping all over the bed. “Yes… Yes…. Yes…. yes….” he kept saying and jumping all over the bed and my mom was laughing. Wrapping a towel around him, he picked up a cigarette and went to the balcony to smoke. He was so proud of himself.
Though my mom was still horny and wanted to wait for the driver so that she could have another round, she realised the driver had given his best and won’t go for the second round, and my mom smiled watching him and got off the bed naked, totally forgetting that she was naked, “thank you for letting me watch and enjoy mom,” I said and hugged my mom naked. My mom was completely shocked that I hugged her naked. Me on the other hand, who was already horny, totally forgot that she was my mom and started to enjoy hugging her naked. “Sweetie, let mommy wear my clothes okay?” my mom said. “Sorry, mom,” I said and broke the hug and my mom quickly picked up her maroon colour panties and white colour bra, and picked up her pink petticoat, pink blouse, and pink chiffon saree and went to the bathroom.
After a while as my mom came out of the bathroom, fully dressed neatly wearing her pink chiffon saree, the driver threw the cigarette off and started coming towards my mom. “Mmmmmmmmm… look at my beautiful girlfriend, in her pink saree,” the driver exclaimed and grabbed my mom’s waist. As my mom smiled at him, he took his lips close to my mom’s lips to kiss her, “cigarette smoke smell?” he whispered, “I don’t mind,” my mom whispered and began kissing the driver’s lips passionately. My mom who was still horny was sucking, and tasting the driver’s dark and cigarette burnt lips like tasting a chocolate. My mom was particularly sucking and tasting and kissing the driver’s lower lips which were totally burnt and cracked. Clearly my mom had fallen in love with him and started embracing all the negatives; he came too early while making love to my mom, but still my mom said that his cock was amazing. His cock was small compared to the NRI’s and Mr. Jacksons; but still my mom said that his cock was the best cock she ever had. The driver’s lips were the worst; but my mom was totally ignoring it and was kissing his lips passionately. If this is not true love, what is? I said to myself.
After kissing the driver’s lips, my mom asked him to get ready. After the driver got ready, we left the five star hotel, and reached home. In the evening, my mom made him stay in our portion. She cooked dinner for him, she even fed him what she cooked for him with her own hands, showing all the love she had for him. He wanted to drink, and I went to the NRI’s room and gave him the alcohol to drink. After drinking and having dinner, he slept on the sofa watching TV. She went to the bedroom and brought a blanket and covered him and even tugged a pillow under his head for support and let him sleep peacefully. As the driver was asleep, my mom got up and went near the driver’s face and kissed his lips softly and smiled at him and went to the ground floor post box to pick up the letters.
When my mom came back with a bunch of letters from the Post Box, she opened the door from inside. She was looking confused, “what is it, mom?” I asked. “Did Satya post this letter into our Post Box while we came home?” my mom asked. “No, mom, even since we parked the car in the basement and entered the lift, Satya was with you all the time, kissing your lips. The whole time in the lift, he was kneeling in front of you and kissing your navel and was telling you how lucky he was to have your pussy today, mom. I am pretty sure he never even went near the Post Box,” I said. My mom’s mind went totally blank, “Sweetie, you go to bed, it was a long day for us, you need rest,” my mom said and went to the bedroom. Her face had so many emotions all over as she left. She was clearly shocked that the love letters she has been getting over the past 2 years were not from the driver, and all because of a complete misunderstanding my mom let the driver sleep with her and let him enjoy her fully. She has been saving herself for the man who genuinely loves her and has been writing her love letters daily for the past 2 years, but now all because of a complete misunderstanding my mom fooled herself and slept with a driver. Now she has nobody to blame but herself.
The next day, it was early in the morning at around 4:00 AM, as I woke up to check on my mom, she had already woken up, and in a hurry, she was wearing a white nightie on top of her cream-colour panties and was bunning her hair. “Good morning, mom, why are you up so early?” I asked. “The NRI is leaving in 1 hour, Sweetie, got to do the arrangements,” my mom said and picked up her office room keys and started leaving to the office room. As I followed her, the driver, who got drunk last night was still asleep on the sofa, and ignoring him I followed my mom. As my mom stood next to the lift, “Mom, is the NRI uncle leaving for Canada now?” I asked. “Yeah, Sweetie, he said he has to leave for Canada because of an emergency,” my mom said. “Shall I wake Satya up to drop him at the Airport?” I asked. “No, he is drunk, we have to arrange for an Airport Taxi,” my mom said. “I am glad that the NRI uncle is leaving for Canada, mom,” I said. “We will be free after he leaves,” as I said the lift door opened and we knocked on the NRI’s portion door. As he opened the door, he was already ready, and readily hugged my mom and took her inside. “I don’t have much time, Sudha, come,” he said and started carrying my mom towards the bedroom. “Sir, I have to arrange a Taxi for you,” as my mom said and tried to free herself from the NRI. “Ram, you book the Taxi for me, I will have your mom meanwhile,” the NRI said and started grabbing my mom’s white nightie. “Sir, please I am not ready,” as my mom tried to stop him from making love to her. “I don’t care if you are ready or not. I only have 30 minutes to have your pussy before I leave,” the NRI said and started removing my mom’s white nightie. As he removed my mom’s nightie, and my mom was only in her cream-colored panties, “will you cooperate with me now to help your son move to Canada or Not?” as the NRI asked and hugged my mom who was only in her cream-colored panties, “I will cooperate, Sir,” my mom said and hugged the NRI back. As the NRI started grabbing my mom’s cream-colored panteis and started removing my mom’s panties, my mom looked at me, “Ram, book an Airport Taxi as quickly as possible, Sir is getting late,” my mom said and sent me out.
As I started leaving the room, I could see the NRI removing my mom’s cream-coloured panties and getting her naked and kissing her lips and placing her on the sofa. By the time I went to the office room and booked a Taxi and made the Taxi Driver wait outside, came back to the NRI’s portion, the NRI’s had locked his portion from the inside, and had got my mom beautiful naked and was making love to my mom on the living room Sofa. His bags were packed and even his passport and flight tickets were ready and was on the coffee table, right next to where he was enjoying making love to my beautiful mom. The Airport Taxi driver had already come and was waiting for the NRI downstairs. But the NRI who had lost himself in enjoying making love to my mom, was ignoring the entire world and was kissing my mom’s lips nicely and making love to my mom before leaving India. “Mmmmm….. will you forget my son after leaving to Canada, Sir?” my mom asked, as the NRI took his lips off my mom’s lips and started sucking my mom’s boobs parallelly making love to my mom. Taking his mouth off my mom’s boobs, “as soon as I reach Canada, I will start the process of finding a job for you son there,” the NRI said. “Can I trust you, Sir?” my mom asked softly. “If you don’t trust me, put your clothes back on and leave,” he said in an angry tone. For a moment my mom got scared that he would lose his contact and won’t be able to send me to Canada. “Sorry, Sir, I trust you, sir,” my mom said and started hugging him and letting him make love to her, and to bring him back to the mood, she even started kissing his cheek and burying his face between her boobs.
The NRI meanwhile was enjoying the way my mom was cooperating with him, he spread my mom’s legs and started inserting his cock inside my mom’s pussy and began making love to my mom. Meanwhile I could hear another car entering our Service Apartment. Thinking that it must be Mr. Jackson’s car, as I went down to check on the car, to my surprise it was the Service Apartment Owner Mr. Parasuraman, himself. The owner looked totally different and had transformed himself completely and was looking younger. As soon as he saw me, “Ram, come here,” he called with a smile. As he began asking about myself and stuff, he started asking for my mom, and told me to bring my mom down. As he was busy talking to one of our employees, I rushed to alert my mom. By the time I went to the NRI’s portion, the NRI had cum inside my mom’s pussy and was standing and hugging and kissing my mom’s lips and his juices were flowing all over my mom’s legs. “Mom,” as I called through the window, my mom broke the kiss and turned her head and looked at me. As I began telling my mom that the owner was back, my mom, with a huge smile on her face almost pushed the NRI away, breaking the hug, and started wearing her cream-coloured panties and started wearing her white colour nightie and started opening the door and totally ignoring the lift, she started running as fast as she could through the stairs. As my mom reached the ground floor where the owner was standing, “I knew it was you,” my mom screamed and jumped and wrapped her arms around the owner’s waist and hugged him tight and started kissing the owner’s lips, totally ignoring the other men who were present there. The owner got emotional as well and held my mom’s ass cheeks to support her from not falling, he started kissing my mom’s lips back and slowly my mom let her legs down and started crying. The owner started crying as well.
The End
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Novelist Casanova
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