"I will do anything for money Reddy. I need it by Sunday or else or house will be up for auction next week as the bank people have got the court order for our house eviction already. I need one lakhs very urgently, please, give me one lakh rupees and you can use me as you wish for one day." Mamatha pleaded with her late husband's friend Reddy with tears in her eyes as she knew that Reddy always looking at her with lust when he used to come to her house when her husband was alive few months back.
Reddy looked at the 39 year widow, his late friend Raman's wife Mamatha and called out his secretary who was sitting just outside the office door. The young girl came in and looked at her boss." Baby, give me a blowjob right now." Reddy ordered the girl. The young girl just knelt down before his chair, pulled down his pant zipper down and took out his flaccid cock out from his briefs and took it in her mouth straight away.
Mamatha was horrified on seeing this and Reddy calmly said," I pay this girl one lakh per month and she does what all I ask her to do, even she participates in my porn movies. Now tell me why I should give you one lakh rupees just for one fuck when I have lots of beautiful girls at my disposal."
Mamatha was heartbroken on hearing him, she had thought that she can take the money from him and offer herself to him even knowing that he was a porn movie director and producer. She looked at him with pleading eyes. Reddy said to the girl,"Baby, go out and I will call you later to please my cock." And to Mamatha," Ok, you say you badly need money, I will help you....how old is your son Mamatha?"
"He is nineteen now and studying plus-2," Mamatha replied with curiosity, she was wondering why he was enquiring about her son.
After hearing Reddy, his secretary released his cock from her mouth, inserted it in his pants, got up and went out of his office room without uttering a word. Reddy said," Ok...One of my clients in Dubai want to see a mother and son doing sexual acts in front of camera and that too live. If you and your son are willing to participate, I will give you one lakh rupees as you asked."
Mamatha almost fainted on hearing him but regained herself, "WHAT...you want me to have sex with my son and that too on live video. You are a sick pervert..damn you...you will go to hell." Saying she got up and turned to go out.
Reddy said,"I don't know if I go to hell or not, but you will be on the streets if you don't pay your bank EMI. You have my number, think about it and tell me if you are interested to perform live for camera, I will pay you the money you asked for."
Mamatha barged out of his office and came to her home thinking how to pay the dues to the bank. She didn't have any other sources to pay the money by Monday and she was about to lose her home. One mind was telling her to accept Reddy's offer and take the money and pay the bank dues and they won't ask her for another 3 months for payment. She would have agreed to have sex with any other man, either old or young person didn't matter her much, but having sex with her son was unimaginable.
Her son Rahul came back from college in the evening and Mamatha was lying on the sofa thinking about the bank dues and the Reddy's offer. Rahul came to the living room changing to a t- shirt and shorts from his school uniform.
"Rahul, will you get me the wheat flour from the kitchen top shelf, I can't reach it," Mamatha asked her son.
"Sure mom, but you will have to hold the stool while I climb it, it is very shaky," Rahul said.
Mamatha thought just like her all the things in the house have become shaky. She got up and went to the kitchen along with her son. Rahul pulled the stool from under the counter and climbed on it with his mom's support. Mamatha bending her body a bit, held the stool firmly to the floor so that it won't slide while her son was on top of it. She was thinking about Reddy's offer while holding the stool, she came to her senses when she heard her son calling her.
Mamatha looked up and saw her Rahul holding the wheat flour container in his hands and also she observed the bulge in her son's shorts. "My nineteen year old son is aroused and by what?" Mamatha panicked on seeing Rahul ogling at her bosom. While she was bending to hold the stool, her saree pallu had slipped from her shoulders and had fallen to the floor revealing her blouse and as she was bending a little, her breasts flesh were trying to pop out from the top of the blouse.
Rahul was seeing her cleavage and his mom's boobs flesh popping out and sex was written all over his eyes. Mamatha never in her dreams had thought that her son would eye her as a sex object. Before Rahul climbed down the stool she had decided what she was going to do to save her home from the bankers. Mamatha went to her room and dialled Reddy's number,"I am ready for your offer; tell me the time and date." Reddy replied," This Sunday, I will have dinner at your place and later we will start shooting live at 9pm as it will be around 6pm in Dubai."
Mamatha wondered how to break this porn acting news to Rahul. She looking down at his bulge in his shorts asked," Rahul...did you get this looking at me, I am your mom, you can speak frankly, consider me as your friend."
Rahul shyly said," Sorry mom, I didn't intend to look at, but..."
Mamatha saw the lust in her son's eyes, said," It's ok baby, I can understand, I too have been through this teenage years. I need to talk to you."
Mamatha brought her son to the living room and told him about Reddy's offer and it was easy as she had expected, in fact he was thrilled but he hid it from her, but Mamatha knew he was dying to have sex with his own mom.
Reddy came to Mamatha's house on Sunday exactly at 8pm and had dinner with mom and son. After dinner, Rahul took their dishes to the sink. When he returned, Reddy asked him: "Rahul, I assume that you know why I'm here."
Rahul swallowed and nodded. And he glanced at his mom out of the corner of his eye then shook his head.
"Good. Before we begin, there is just one small detail; you need to sign the contract. It's just a matter of fact to protect everyone legally." Reddy took out two sheets of paper out of his briefcase and handed them to Rahul and Mamatha. "It says that you are in sound mind and in agreement to what is about to happen. I can't disclose your actual identities, and in turn, you agree to never sue me. Blah, blah, blah, more legal words. Look it over and sign at the bottom."
Mamatha read it quickly, grabbed a pen and signed her name. Reading the contract carefully, Rahul signed it as well. Smiling, Reddy collected the contracts. "Let's not waste any more time and get right to it!"
Mamatha's body seemed rigid as she managed a tiny nod.
Reddy got up and said, "I'll get my equipment ready. Shall we do it in your room or Rahul's?"
Mamatha mildly said. "Mine." Quietly, she stood up and led the way to her room. Inside her room, the curtains were shut and the bed was neatly made. The only light in the room was the table lamp switched on. Mamatha stood by the edge of her bed, her arms hanging feebly at her sides and she was very much nervous about the incest act she was about to perform with her son.
"Do you mind if we turn on more lights?" Reddy asked, examining the room. "It's too dark in here for the camera." He began flipping light switches. "I assume you'll want to perform on the bed. I'll start shooting from here, and then come around from this side." He picked up his video camera and motioned for Rahul to go over by his mother. Reluctantly, Rahul approached and stood by her.
