I, Shanti was very agitated and aroused after hearing to the 'sexy' narration.
Lying naked on the bed with my hands massaging my lovely boobs, Ramanlal had been really getting me wet once more- he suddenly got up and sucked my left boob into his mouth with a big force and holding my head from the back started to position his cock back into my pussy.
"Knock'! Knock! Knock!'
There was a bang on the door and made both of us shiver right in our act- then and there.
Ramanlal quickly went into the back yard and vanished into the bathroom just outside the house and I rearranged my crumpled nightie over my 'used' body and somehow managed to re-arrange the bed, all this took 3-5 minutes and finally rushed to open the main door.
I just unlatched it to get the surprise of my life – Ratan had returned.
That was too much to believe- he was supposed to come back the next day- I was later to understand that RamanLal's friend from whose house he had come in the evening – knew of RamanLal's plan and this was his way of playing spoil sport.
RayaLal – RamanLal's friend was going to pay for this.
Anyway, Ratan did not suspect anything- just wanted to meet his father. When he learnt that RamanLal was taking a bath- slumped on the chair in the living room and asked me to get him a cup of hot tea.
This gave me good time to recover and quickly changed into some tights and wore a cotton top – Ratan was very concerned that I should wear such clothes in front of his father but I just shrugged it off telling him- in the night this would be okay- what would anyone notice especially with the 'low voltage' and dim lighting.
RamanLal came out and both of them exchanged words – RamanLal behaved very elderly with me- avoided my way- gave me respect and did all which is usually reserved for women in such families- only I and he knew that a few minutes back he had the pleasure of knowing and learning all moles and holes in my naked body.
After a late dinner- RamanLal retired to the terrace and slept on the charpoy(cot bed) there – whereas Ratan and I went to our bedroom.
I could not sleep and kept tossing in the bed- tried to wake up Ratan and make him suck my cunt, which still was unwashed and had his father's sperm. To no effort could I succeed and finally gave up.
Somehow a got wink of sleeps and was shocked to be woken early morning by some instinct.
In front of me standing rather confidently was RamanLal – RamanLal. He used his finger and told me to climb up the terrace- I looked around and found both my son and husband sound asleep- one snoring and the other cuddling up to that snore.
I slowly but stealthily got up from the bed and before I could do anything – he grabbed me and embraced my shapely body with his arms, pressing my full breasts firmly into his chest. I wanted, needed, to feel him against me.
He told me his one wish in life was to hold me forever, and feel my warmness and beauty.
Bask in it. Revel in it. Luxuriate in it.
I knew that would be wonderful.
The two of us kissed each other slowly, completely, making sure each and every single reachable area of the others' mouth had been served and taken care of.
I loved the feeling of a shared kiss with him and that too right there in front of his son sleeping, it was different this time around... it's always, always more pleasurable in such risky moments.
"You like that, don't you?" I giggled, sneering at me.
"Oh yes," was all he could muster.
"Then let's make it even better for you," I said, sliding off the FLOOR towards the back door- climbed towards the terrace and there went down to my knees. "Let's get you out of your clothes."
In an instant, I used both of my hands to unbuckle his belt around the pant and slip it off. Then I undid my TIGHTS and pulled them downward, leaving behind my panty.
