My Relationship with my Mother – Part 2
Hello friends, I hope you enjoyed part 1. Without wasting any time, let’s begin. It’s morning time. I woke up, freshened up, took a bath and came to the dining room for breakfast. My grandma was doing puja, and my father was reading the newspaper. I was constantly looking at the stairs to see my mother coming. She didn’t come. I sent a message on WhatsApp to my sister. Mahesh: What’s happening? Where is Mom? Mayuri: Your dream girl has just taken a bath, and she is getting ready for you now. (she naughtily replied) Mahesh: Can you video call? I’m getting impatient. I can’t control myself. Mayuri: It’s a surprise. It took me hell to convince her to wear that saree with no brassiere blouse. Mahesh: How did you convince her? Mayuri: Aam khao. Gutliya naa gino. (Just enjoy, don’t ask questions.) Mahesh: Mom ready? Mayuri: You are like, you are taking her on your first date. Mahesh: Yes, and to you too. After some time, Anjali, my mother my love, came downstairs. She was all like a queen. Smile on face, kajal on eyes, open hair, shoulder tied pallu, bouncing breasts. I guess because of no bra but no navel visible. She was looking damn hot. I instantly got the boner. I was like, “Fuck her, fuck her. Fuck you, Mom. Fuck you, my Anjali.” She went to the puja room, which is just next to the dining room. She sat alongside my grandma and did puja. I was watching her back, which was wide open in her blouse. She completed puja and bent down on her knees to get the blessing from God. Her curvy bums made me mad about her. After puja, she came to the dining room and sat next to me. Now, when she is next to sitting next to me, I had no courage to look into her eyes and enjoy her beauty. Finishing my breakfast, I asked Mayuri to come upstairs. As soon as she came to the room, I closed the door and hugged her tightly. Mahesh: Thank you, Baby. Mayuri: Anything for you, Bro. Mahesh: Love you, Anjali, let me kiss you. My sister allowed me to kiss her. I was saying my mother’s name, Anjali and kissing my sister. She was also responding well and said, moaning, “Love me, Shubham, I am yours.” At this point, we have exchanged our emotions, intentions, thoughts, and feelings with each other. We stopped, thinking somebody might notice us and got downstairs. My college was about to start within 3 weeks. I asked my father for coaching. He already inquired about a few classes and finalized one, which was the best. I called Nikhil to ask him which coaching he was joining. To my surprise, it was the same as mine. We planned to go to coaching by bicycle daily as it was about to start in two days. My father asked me to go to the coaching office for registration with my Mom in the afternoon. I was overjoyed. The plan to go out to the cafe was cancelled as Shubham was busy in hospital. It was the perfect opportunity for me to spend some time with my mother my love, Anjali. Time was not running fast. It was still 11:00 AM, and my father had gone to the office. Mayuri was doing her research regarding college admissions, and Grandma was reading holy books. I went to see my Mom and what she was doing. She was in the kitchen, cleaning some stuff; Anjali: What are you looking for? Mahesh: You. Shit, I shouldn’t have said that, I thought. Anjali: I don’t understand. Mahesh: I thought you might be free now so that we can go to coaching registration. Anjali: Give me some time, I will finish this stuff, and then we will go. Mahesh: Okay Mom. And I left. I went to the hall, watching TV. In half an hour, Anjali came, “Let’s go.” I looked at her. She had tied her hair. I guess she had worn a bra now, as her breast seemed upright. Her bindi was a bit bigger now. I called my best friend Nikhil to get there. My mother took her scooty out, and I sat behind her. With full confidence, I put my hand on her sideways on her waist, holding her. She didn’t resist and responded nothing. While on the way, her pallu was bit in midair, her hair was touching my face, and her fragrance was making me mad. We reached coaching. Nikhil was also there with his mother, Savita. Our mothers were doing formalities, and we were sitting in the reception area. Nikhil: Take these pills. I brought them only for you, mix them in food or drinks and give them to your Mom or sister. They will fall asleep for at least three hours, and you can enjoy them. My parents give me this when they want to have sex. I found it in their room one day. Nikhil: I kept the whole packet with me, thinking someday it may be needed. I tried this on Rashmi Madam in college. I put half a tablet in her juice and she was in deep sleep for one hour. Now I know it works 100%. Mahesh: Why didn’t you try on your Mom? Nikhil: I don’t like her; I like Rashmi Madam. I should get her personal Marathi coaching and someday enjoy her beauty. Mahesh: Give it to me. (I kept it in my pocket.) After completing the formalities, we were on our way towards our home. I was in desperate need of my Mom. I wanted her at any cost. On the way home, I planned to take some cold coffee chocolate shakes. We went to a nearby café, ordered the same and waited for the deliveries. My Mom was busy with the Menu card, and some fellows were eye-scanning my Mom. I felt proud at that moment that I had the beauty with me. Our order came, and we went home. I have already WhatsApp the plan to my sister Mayuri. She made a few much-needed arrangements at home. At home, my Mom brought water for us, and we were sitting on the sofa. I asked my Mom to have our coffees upstairs in my room. Mayuri was already studying there. I went up and gave only half a pill to Mayuri. I didn’t want my Mom to sleep for long as she might notice suspicious. Mayuri had already started sipping her chocolate shake. I was waiting for Mom to come. Mom came, knocked on the door and came inside. Mahesh: It’s your home, no need to knock. Anjali: Manners, dear.