My Mom – A slut or Innocent!

A slut or Innocent!

The story is just a fiction, no relation to dead or alive. The story is written only for fun, please read with that attitude. Comments will encourage me to write more in depth
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Himanshu was working in a Bank. He was an investment banker. Day in and day out, he was being fucked in his office. He had just joined this job as an intern. He was a responsible boy. He had started to work, as his father was busy with alcohol and lust. He hardly knew when his father had given him something. His child hood was full of quarrel. Though his father never hit him or his mom, but it was more of a mental torture.

His mom and father had got married at a very young age. The gap between his father and mom was almost 15 years. Perhaps when they ran away, she was only 16 year old. She was from South India, and his father was from North. They had never elaborated the details, it seemed, he ran-away with her because she was pregnant. As his father had to leave his job, and restart his life, and to take care of his young wife, he could not take that pressure. Lust is easy, you fuck and go, but when you have to live life its very difficult.

He did not know his mom’s family background. Her name was Sumitra. As the name sounds, she was poetic, had a dark complexion, but her eyes were very beautiful. She was little chubby, but curvy. I guess there would not be a single man in their locality, who would not have masterbated lusting her. She was to wear a golden color, Payal, and big golden chain, I guess these were the only two items which she must have brought from her parents house. Himanshu’s father many times had tried to snatch these things, but these were the two items which would make her aggressive. Sumitra, more or less was to wear Sarees. Her Saree was always tied below her Navel. Her blouse were deep cut . Which inclined that she had a great taste for fashion. She could speak very good English. She was to work in a travel agency & most of the house was being run by her income.

Sumitra was now a 38 year old woman. Her Hindi still had a Tamilian ascent, and her English was far better than her English.

Life was going normal for three of them, that one day, her father left the house. He was to do it earlier also, whenever he would get drunk, but despite looking for him, across, they were unable to find him. Copsl, did not really look for him. His reputation was not good. Days had passed, weak also. Both son and mom, were still very deeply worried about him. Blood is blood!

But honestly, there life had hardly any impact. Life for them was nothing different. Both of them were hardly dependent on him, but some how that silence had creeped up, specially in life of Himanshu. That feeling that he could not see his father extra, was bothering him. There was also another silence between him and his mother. They both hardly were talking. Somehow, in his deep mind he was blaiming her …

There were many people who came to their house to show the sympathy. Most of them were men. They had come more to touch, or steer at his mom. Most of their eyes would be either on her cleavage, or trying to hold her hand, or once who could muster more courage tried to even hug her. It seemed, Sumitra was used to all this, may be because she was in a hospitality industry, she knew how to handle them? Perhaps this was the first time, Himanshu’s eyes, realized the way world look at her mother. He was now 22 Year old man.

It was almost 6 months, that there father had left the house. Both of them had got busy with their work. Time heals wound, and same happened with both of them. Work schedule of Himanshu, was very demanding. He had started to date one of her seniors at work. Who was her self Divorced, and was almost in her 30s. She was from North East. Her name was Mary , she was very beautiful, and charming woman. It was her charms, which had made Him, fall for her . But she was very dignified and strict lady too. Everyone was very scared to speak to her. But somehow, she and him could hit off, that too was in one of the company seminars, which both of them were attending. There life was similar, kind of full of suffering, and which made her even more closer to him. They both hit it off, but till now nothing had gone past some drinks and kissing. In office , she would maintain a professional relationship. Sumitra was not aware that Him, had entered a relationship.

But Him, wanted to introduce his gf to her. He was not sure about how she react. Also Mary, after her divorce, wanted to be more sure about her relationship. Meeting mother would mean, that its like he has made a decision. But, Mary was his first girl friend, and he hardly had any friend to share this joy. He was naive and Mary, was more mature. Despite her saying no, many times, she finally gave in to his innocent pleading. He decided that he wanted to surprise her mother, and hence choose a day, when she it was office off.

He and Mary, were queitly walking towards the home. Mary had wore a saree which was gifted to her by Him, as he wanted her to in complete melodrama kind. He still was unsure about her reaction, and hence was little nervous. Mary, was trying her best to hold the saree she wore for it. She was still unsure about the relationship, especially when she knew, culturally and other challanges may not be easy to fight with. Plus they had a age gap of almost 8 years….

Him- tried to ring the bell of his house, but electricity was not there. He knocked the door few times, but it was avail. He knocked again.

“Oh hope Mom is ok” He seemed worried. So was Mary.

“Why don’t you try to call her “, she suggested.

He dialed her number but despite ring, she was not picking up.

” What to do”, tears were coming out his eyes. He was really worried.

Mary, looked at him, she could understand the love he had for his mother.

“Don’t you have a master key”, he looked at her , “yes yes”.

As he rushed to open the door, and both of them ran towards her bedroom. A shock of their life was waiting for him. Everything was going to change forever from here on. We can decide whether it was benefit or punishment at later episode.

As they rushed to open her bedroom,

Sumitra was busy sucking the cock of one the sympathizer who had come to meet them when her father had gone. She was sucking the cock like a professional.

But the sudden kick on the door , astonished her.

Both Mary and Him, were standing still at the door. None of them could speak anything. Sumitra was in a dilema, whether to cover her assets. But she was still holding the dick of the man.!!

New chapter was beginning from this day on!!