Part 3)
Next Morning, I and mom were alone in the house. I was having my breakfast. I was continuously looking at my mom who was busy with her other household chores. She was indeed doing her obligatory duties but at the same time she was smiling constantly hidingly. Of course, I could very well guess the reason but I wanted to be sure. Very soon, there was 2-3 message tones in mom’s mobile. And her smile became wilder when she saw the sender’s name. After reading and replying for another 10-15 minutes, mom went to take bath keeping her cell phone on a small table in her room. I rushed into her room and looked for her cell phone. Taking it in hand, I quickly went through the messages…. WhatsApp messages indeed. I opened the inbox and found some interesting messages…
Rajat has sent a heart shaped emoticon to which mom too replied by sending a heart and two kiss emoticons.
Rajat-“Hello darling… missing u so badly…uummmaahhh”
Mom-“wow… thanks dear… miss you too…. Uummaahh”
Rajat-“ So, deary…. When am I gonna see you next… with full beauty of Moms?”
Mom-“Full beauty!! What do you mean dear?”
Rajat-“Full beauty means first in saree and then ….. nude.”
Mom-“Haha… shut up naughty…”
Rajat-
Rajat-
Mom-“what now… Rajat?”
Rajat-“what to say…. You said shut up na…..”
Mom-“hahahahaha…. Ok… you will have my glory of beauty whenever you will want to have it dear..”
Rajat-“Thanks sweetheart… Bye take care. Uummmaaahhhh….. Hope to see it soon.”
Mom-“Bye… Ummmmaahh… take care.”
These conversations were enough to tell me that there’s a lot going between mom and rajat and it’s not just restricted to sex, but little romance too. It tickled me a bit, but at the same time made me envy of Rajat. Now, seriously I wanted my mom under me on a bed.! I really wanted to feel every inch, every bit of her luscious body, especially her juicy lips and boobs. The way her lips always made a seductive curved smile and the way her boobs always stood upfront; always had made me shag on her name 4 -5 times daily. The fats in her body were placed at the right places with right amount; especially her back (peeth) and waist area. Not too much but exactly with the right amount which could be enough to succumb a man instantly. The way her back (peeth) protruded through and over the tight blouses and the way she wore her saree at the waist area, saree slightly slanting downwards, just passing over the navel, uncovering a bit of it and a good amount of blouse covered left boob peeping beneath the pallu; really used to make her whole body lusting and wanting for every sex hungry man out there.
I immediately took the screenshots and sent them to my whatsapp number.
Mom came out of the bathroom after 30 minutes. She was looking so fresh. Her wet hairs and half wet face, in her pink bathrobe, tilting her head to the left side and wiping out the hairs. I was so mesmerized with her look. I immediately thought and made up my mind that I’ll indeed fuck my mom today itself. It’s either now or never. I came out from hiding and stood behind mom. Mom was looking in the mirror and still wiping off her hair. I called her from back, “Mom”. Now she looked in the mirror and saw me, smilingly she gave me a surprised look and asked, “What happened dear?”
I with a very serious look, said, “Mom, I need to talk to you about something.”
Mom-“Ohh dear… can’t it wait for some other time? Am busy right now. And also I have to go out.”
Me-“No mom, it can’t wait.”
Mom- “why dear….? Ok just 5 minutes. Tell me, what you want to talk about?”
I stayed quiet for a minute or so, courageously composed my posture and then said in a calm and controlled serious voice, “It’s about Rajat.” While saying so, I was constantly looking at her face. Mom was just about to comb her as soon as I said these words, she stopped and looked at me through the mirror with her face suddenly becoming blank and pale.
Mom gathered all her strength up and said, “what about him?”
I got a little angry and said in quiet an angry tone, “Mom, cut the crap, ok… I know everything about you and Rajat.”
Hearing this, mom stood there as a statue. Pale face, numb body, eyes a bit teary, body slightly shaking; she just stood there and looked at me through the mirror. She looked down and saw her mobile in my left hand. Now, clearly she understood that I do really know about her illegal relationship with Rajat.
Seeing her standing there quietly, I almost shouted in a deep fury filled voice, “Turn around and look me in the eyes, Mom.” Mom stood like that for a few more seconds and then turned around.
Mom was having a cold blank look on her face. She wanted to say something but was unable to come up with anything. She looked too scared to face me. Her eyes were clearly indicating that she was trying hard to find a way out of this situation. I took her phone, it had the simple slide lock; and I opened the whatsapp inbox and Rajat’s messages and hold the phone facing her. She looked at the screen and then me and then again at the screen…..
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There’s a pin drop silence in the room. Only sobbing of mom could be heard there. I gently sat beside mom on the bed. She was trying very hard to not to cry loudly. Her whole face was wet with her tears. I now pitied her. Surely I wanted revenge on her for cheating dad (and of course, I do have a damn desire to have a bite of her luscious, mature, highly seductive body.). I kept my hand on her left shoulder and asked gently, “why you did this mom?” Mom lifted her face from her hands and said crying, “It was just a mistake, dear son. I never meant any harm or any such thing. It was a huge mistake on my part to flirt with a son like aged boy, I do admit that. I was just carried away, dear son. Please forgive me.” These words of mom again fueled my anger. Because she really didn’t stop till flirting. She went much beyond to that. I angrily said in mind, “yes bitch, you really went much further to that flirting part.”
I put my hand in the pocket and took out my cell phone, played the recorded video of mom’s and rajat’s lusty fuck session and then moving my face to mom’s ear, I said, “No mom, you took the matter further and I know that very well.” And saying so, I played the audio of the video in full volume. Mom surprisingly looked at the cell phone and was highly shocked to find out the video of her fuck session with Rajat. She looked at me astonishingly and then again on the screen of the cell phone. After a few minutes of pause, she started crying uncontrollably. She hid her face in between her palms and kept on crying. I really felt pity but my lust and hunger got the better of me. I took hold of her both hands and removed them from her face, wiped her tears, made her look straight at me and then I took some courage and proceeded,
Me: “Mom, am extremely sorry for what just happened but trust me I never meant to do it. But mom, what about that you are doing?”
Now, Mom looked at me.
Me: “Mom, I know very well what you do when no one’s at home. Who comes here and what happens next? Be it the workers or the neighbor boy. Mom, do you know how much I got hurt when I came to know all this? Do you know what the hell would have happened if instead of me someone else would have made the videos?”
Mom said nothing and was now looking down.
Me: Mom, do you know what has happened to me when I saw my own mom behaving like a call girl….. a slut?” while saying this, I too was, almost in tears.
Mom: “Ok.. stop now.”
Me: “No mom, today am here to show you the reality.”
Mom: “What reality? What more do you want me to see?”
Saying this she started crying. I too felt very low seeing her crying. I really really felt bad. I felt a pain in my heart. And that’s because my mom is crying because of me. I made her cry. Few minutes later, I could not see her cry anymore; so I went near her, held her hands, and said in a soggy tone,
Me: Mom, I am sorry. I really am. I am sorry for what I have done. I know it’s wrong, but mom…. It was the truth. Truth of Moms. You gotta admit that somewhere inside you, you really are starved too much. There’s an unsatisfied woman hiding inside you, who wants to have an experience of everything she can and she could. She is loving, caring, adventurous, daring and after all these…. Is a woman… a mother … a wife.”
Mom (sobbing): But now you know, am not at all a loyal wife, an innocent housewife. But all these just happened, my son, believe me. I never wanted to. I always loved Mom dad, my soul mate. I would like to do anything for him. But as you can see, he never had time for me or you, for his family. Am his wife. I too have dreams, wishes, fantasies. I almost die every day for his attention, a second of his time…. But…but……”
Mom again started crying bitterly.
I didn’t say anything. Kept quiet. After crying for 5 minutes or so, mom stopped, she held my hands tight. She looked into my eyes. I held her hand and straight looking into her eyes, I said, “Mom, am sorry for what I have done. But I really needed to show you the truth, the happenings.”
Mom replied in a trembling voice, “But dear, what was the need of making all this? You could have done it the other way also.”
Me: “Mom, some truths are meant to be brutal, very brutal. When they come out, they knew no bounds. Sometimes we don’t decide the way things should happen or to be more precise, how the truth should come out. It’s the truth that decides.”
Mom seemed to be very much convinced at this. She has by now calmed down. In a weak voice she said, “But Raja, what you want now? Is there something you want to say? Why are you making these long statements?”
Now it was time to open up. Tell the real truth to mom. So, I gathered up all my courage and with a bold attitude I responded, “Mom, the fact is I can’t see you having Mom time with others/ outsiders, just because Mom husband doesn’t pay heed to Mom needs. Mom, am Mom grown up son. And still growing. Mom, I want you. I want you in my life. I want to be in Mom's life. Mom, since the day I saw Mom, I beg your pardon, but I sincerely started to see you as a woman. A loving, caring, bold, adventurous woman. I love you mom. I promise mom, I won’t get you in any trouble anymore. Not now, not ever. I know you may think this as a sin, but mom…. Being a slut, escort, or a call girl is also a sin, isn’t it?”
Mom: “Then, what should I do, raja?”
Me: “Mom, I really really really love you. You know what I mean. And I hope you understand this. And I promise, to my or our death, It shall be a goddamn secret for dad.”
Mom: “And what about the world?”
Me: “We will deal with that in time.”
Hearing all this, mom kept quiet for some good minutes. Then she stood up, went to the door and looked at me, “Raja, I need some time to think over this. Please leave me alone.”
I stood, and walked out of the room without turning back. As soon as I came out of the room, I heard the door shut. Now, I was in a dilemma. What will happen now? Will mom agree to my offer? What’s gonna happen?
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It took three days to get both mom and me normal; normal to each other. The situations, the surroundings, all seemed to be normal yet we both never looked at each other directly. Though we acted in front of dad as if nothing has happened, even he could too sense that the chats between me and mom were reduced. In the whole big home, we both lived as two bodies without any emotions, home was now like a place where only misery and sadness lived. And I had to approve that the secrets are so powerful that it can change any normal person to abnormal. No wonder that secrets should be left hidden, because once they are open; they can destroy lives, relationships, emotions and many more.
Days passed. More than two weeks have passed after that confrontation incident. There was no ethnic flavor or joy living in that house. Slowly I started to feel nauseous living there. All of it (surroundings and loneliness) were making me go crazy. I used to sit down and curse myself for all of these happenings. All these days after that incident, mom too never left home and never went anywhere. Rajat tried to contact her for sometime but mom completely ignored him. Poor guy, had no option and soon managed himself in his own life. But things weren’t so easy for me. All of this has to end somewhere.
Whenever I tried to talk to her, her responses would be very short. She used to neglect me but she later on started to tell how bad all this is. I never stopped trying and convincing her. That was the ultimate aim in my life. I wanted her so badly. I wanted her anyhow, any means possible. I really had to try my best to achieve that goal as soon as possible.
And soon one day, by the grace of some magical power I guess, the sadness and awkwardness ended. I never in my dream ever knew that I will get what I wanted. It was a Saturday morning. I woke up. When I came out of my room, I saw my mom sitting in the drawing room. She said,
“Raja, brush quickly and have breakfast, I want to talk to you after breakfast.” I just nodded my head in response and quickly brushed my teeth and came and sat at the table to have my breakfast. Mom has given me bread toast, butter and juice. It was normal for me but somehow I had the feeling that today is different.
Soon, I finished my breakfast and was having the juice. Mom was sitting just beside me and sipping her tea. Suddenly, out of nowhere, mom dropped a bomb…
Mom: “So, raja, what were you saying? You love me?”
I was more than amazed, how the hell she started this talk? Man, am I dreaming? Still sleeping??
Me: “Yes Mom.”
Mom (eyes straight into my eyes and face in a thinking posture): “What type of love exactly?”
Me: “Mom, please understand. I like you from the bottom of my heart. I need you mom. I want you.”
Mom (now more curiously): “Ok, and what exactly do you mean by ‘I want you’….”
Me (with a deep sigh): “Mmmm… Let me make it straight and simple Mom. (stopping for a few more seconds) I want to love you like a lover, like a husband. I want you as my girlfriend, my wife. I want you to be my Queen.”
While saying this, my heart was sending me a signal that the conversation is again going on the very same way as we were having at first, I mean the last few days. But what made it different was, today she was talking very differently, more than a bit different. From my point of view, she seemed to be positive about my offer and this whole discussion.
Slowly, she took the lead in the conversation and asked me many questions to which I gave the answers promptly and after the end of every answer, I was leaving a notion of convincing her of everything. She seemed to be getting my points. Soon, the conversation ended and we left for our respected works. Sometime later, I went to have my bath and was resting on my bed. At noon, mom called me for the lunch. I went and sat in my place. While eating, she again took the lead and started the talk. But amazingly, her talks were very very changed now. Instead of saying how bad of these relations and me of thinking of these things; she was talking of how lonely she feels without a companion, without my dad. She never meant to be unfaithful or to cheat on dad, but how she moved into all these, she herself doesn’t remember. She was left all alone. Of course Money plays a very important and crucial part in our lives but there are many more things which matter more than Money and can never ever be replaced by Money. She loved my dad more than anything. But dad’s work did not let him enough time for mom. What mom missed was having a good partner. A friend, a good friend to share everything of her life. She was a lonely lady in her late thirties – nearing to forty. No doubt, loneliness and want of attention had taken over her. Her talks filled with emotions went on till we both finished our lunch. Finishing lunch, as I was about to get up, she took hold of my arm and made me sit again.
Her eyes were wet of her warm tears. She said in a very low voice, “ Raja, dear son. I don’t believe am saying this, but true with my heart, am asking you this…. ‘will you… will you… will be my…….. (pause)… will you be my partner? Will you be the one to end my loneliness, my sadness? Can you make a promise to keep me happy for the rest of my life? From the past few days, after the confrontation incident, I thought and thought and found out that you were right. (sob) I was making many mistakes in my life. And the main source of all those mistakes were the loneliness, sadness etc. I got. After all I am a human too and like others, I need a good partner too; with whom I can share my everything. (sob) A partner whom I can love and get much more love in return. And in search of that, I started to find my missing link/ love outside; but you know what, one can never find real love outside. I now know that you love me a lot, just like Mom dad. It’s hard for me to accept, but yes I too need you just as you need me, (sob) love me. I really gave a hard thought to it and now I guess you could be the person, the lover…. The partner in my life. I do admit that I too love you a lot dear son. Could you please forgive Mom mother and accept her as a woman? Can you complete my search of finding love and companionship and the womanly pleasures?”
After this long speech, tears ran down from her eyes. I was numb for few minutes. I was not in a position to believe of what the heck am I hearing? Is this all true? Really happening? Is my mom really pleading me to accept her? Is she really admitting her love for me? My mind too was filled with mixed emotions of joy, sadness, happiness, excitement, etc. I took her end of pallu and with that wiped off her tears. I looked deep into her eyes and saw real love in those beautiful teary eyes. I said in a trembling voice,
“I love you too mom. I know what you would do for me. We both know that we both want to be happy throughout our life. And really I too want my mom to be happy. Mom, I swear I never had any bad intentions about you, what I only wanted was to love you and make Mom life happy again. I now know how you feel without dad. I now know all the loneliness you felt. What I want now is I only want you to be happy. And I assure you that I will always do every possible thing to keep and make you happy. I love you too mom. I am sorry for what all I did mom, please forgive me.” Saying this, I too felt like crying. It was really hard for me to control my excitement. But I know…… ‘I Won!!!’
I hugged my mom tightly. We both hugged each other tightly. We both kept each other in a hugging position for too long. Then, mom removed herself from the hug, placed her right hand on my left cheek and looked deep into my eyes and said smilingly, “Hey beta, are you on the verge of crying? Don’t do it Shona, why to cry for such a happy and nice moment, right?!”
For the first time, after many days, I saw her smiling and that really energized me. Oh man! She was happy! She was ready to accept me as her partner….. partner of a sex bomb! Partner of such a curvaceous lady for whom the whole society would love to die for. Seeing me happy and smiling, she smiled again and we both again went for a deep hug. I was now feeling her hands on my back tightly. I could now sense the perfume and aroma her skin. It felt really nice on her. I was in heaven. She was now mine. Yes, unbelievably, but hell ya…she was mine. I was so damnnnnnn happy that I could not describe how I felt at that time. I went crazy in extreme excitement. I have my dream woman in my arms now. Chitra, now was not only my mom, but also like my wife, my girlfriend, my lover, my partner; I could not tell anyone in the world that how it felt.
I held her tight, so tight to never leave her. Her hands holding my back; I closed my eyes. The home too now seemed like a home again. Lively, cheerful, blissful, full of happiness. Imagine how it will become more cheerful and lively when the love, a mother is going to give to her son and the son in return making his mother happier than ever before.
This is the love, I was talking about, which can turn everything into happiness. Fill Mom life with love and see how life turns in minutes to making it a blissful palace, the more likely a heaven.
Mom was now mine; and now was left some few things which are going to complete the fulfillment of the dream of my life.
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