Mom Made A Deal With The Broker
It was just another winter weekend morning. I woke up late, at around 11 am, dragged myself to the drawing-room, and lay on the couch. I then heard my mom shouting, “I am getting late. Please give him some coffee. I need to leave.” I woke up and exclaimed, “Where are you going, mom?” “Suresh Uncle wants to show us a new flat nearby. So I’ll go and check it out with him. I’ll have lunch with him, and then he would show us another bungalow too. It’ll be late today.” During those days we were desperately in need of a new flat, a new locality. It was common for us to be busy on weekends scrounging for living spaces. I asked mom if she needed a ride. She said that she has already called an uber. She took her purse. It was a bag, bigger than her usual purse, tightly stuffed. I didn’t suspect at all. Surprisingly she dressed too much that day. She wore a backless, sleeveless blouse. The neck was a deep cut, and suddenly her boobs looked so stiff (it might be a pushup bra). I overlooked, she left, and I went to flirt with our maid. My day was just passing. I called my mom to ask about her whereabouts. At that time, she was having her lunch. The day just passed, and I was about to leave for the gym at around 5 pm. Mom still hasn’t reached home. I left and was on my way to the gym. I was on my bicycle. Just at some distance from our house, I saw mom and that uncle standing outside an Oyo hotel talking to another man. I found this very arousing because the first thing that came to my mind was that she was fucking around with someone for the whole time. I immediately headed home and waited for her to arrive. After half an hour, the doorbell rang, and she was home. I could notice the changes. Her make-up was off. She looked tired. Her lipstick seemed new as well, and her hair was undone. I noticed she did not wear her bra. I was sure something was fishy. I was wondering if she would go out on Sunday or not. She did not, and the day passed just casually. The new week was passing by. I was eagerly waiting for the weekend to come. I noticed that at night my mom stayed up too late. Other than this, she also used to talk to someone all afternoon and at times in the evenings too with her door closed. Once, I was talking to a family member using her phone when a call came from an unknown number. I answered. The man asked if my mom was home and asked me to tell her to call afterward. After my call was over, I gave my mom the phone and told her about that call. As soon as I left, she immediately called him up. The door was closed, but I could hear noises. She seemed furious. The week passed, and it was Saturday again. This Saturday, I woke up early (by 9.30 am). I told my mom that I would also accompany her in finding a roof for us. She seemed all okay with it. We got ready, took a uber, and went to the place we were asked to. Even on that day, my mom dressed beautifully, deep cut blouse, see-through saree below navel, bright lipstick. Her back looked amazing. The hips folds and the bra strap were so arousing to see. She had an amazing body, even though she was in the late 30s. She was fair. She has big boobs, tightly fitted into the blouse. Her waist was so milky and silky to touch. There I was introduced to a new real estate broker. The old broker who used to show us flats introduced my mom to him. He took us inside the building. As we went, he intentionally touched her hands and her ass. Observing his closeness with my mom, I knew something was wrong for sure. We saw around 4-5 flats, and all that time, he never stopped flirting with my mom. He touched her back. I even saw him pinching her hip folds. He once put his arm around her waist too. He acted so cool as if it’s a common thing. We then returned to his office, which was just 5 minutes away from our house. We got down near his office, which was in the basement of an under-construction building. Then he directly asked me to go. He said, “Son, I and mom need to talk about the rates. It will take us some time. It would waste waiting here. You can go home.” I could not even say no to him. They left for the basement, and I decided to go get some snacks on my way. As I walked, I saw a boy coming up from the basement and running. I followed him, he went to the medicine shop. I knew he went to buy condoms. I caught him and offered ₹500, in turn, to disclose what he bought. Me: I will pay you ₹500 if you tell me what you bought for saheb. Boy: (giggling) It’s a condom. You don’t need to pay me, bro. By the way, who are you? Me: I am the son of the lady who is going to be fucked by your saheb. The boy’s expression changed suddenly. Boy: Oh, is that okay with you or… Me: Yeah, I am fine with it. It’s a free world. You get to fuck whoever you want. Boy: Would you like to see the session? I was ready to see that happening. I stood outside the building. He went down to the basement, gave them the condoms, and returned to me. He took me inside the basement from another gate and then to a room. He arranged two stairs, and then we got up to peep through the room’s ventilator where they sat. We were able to hear what they talked about. Broker: I hope you like the flats, you should get one of those, besides it close to my house. (gave mom a smirk). Mom: Hahaha, now I know why you showed me the flats there. Broker: Anyways, I co-own some flat there. So I would not mind selling it to you at the cost I bought. Mom: That is what we decided last week. Make sure you don’t make a profit and take all enjoyment too. Broker: Business is all about trust, babe. Please don’t act as if you are not enjoying the deal. It is a win-win situation. Mom: I won’t agree, but yea, I am enjoying it, at least it does not seem wrong. They both laughed over this. Broker: Last week, I enjoyed it a lot. I have hooked up with many ladies, but you are the best. Mom: It seemed so because I too liked it.