This is a story about Mom and Son, that's between mom n me. Ten years ago I was going to a local college and still lived with my parents. I was a pretty fit young man. At that time I was completing my B.E. Mech. I am the only son of mom and dad. When I told him something about my birth, dad left us and settled somewhere on the earth ten years ago. We never know whether he is alive or not. My mom was 38. She was very attractive with brunette hair, about 5'7. At thirty-eight, mom had the body and looks of a twenty-one year old. Her boobs were full, firm and had such prominent nipples, plus a number ten ass.
One Saturday morning I was lying in bed reading some text book, phone rang. Father was out of town for some company work. Mom was in kitchen preparing lunch. Phone rang about six-seven times I thought mom would receive the call so I didn't picked up the receiver. As there was no response from mom so I picked up but mom might have picked up that receiver a second before me. I heard a man's voice.
The person continues on phone, "Hi Honey."
I was aback as I heard someone calling mom Honey.
Mom replied in somewhat shaking voice, "You!"
"Ya, did you told that secrete to your son?"
"No, I won't."
"If you don't want him to know that you have sexual relations with more than ten peoples before his birth so only god can tell him whose son he is? I wanna enjoy two nights with you."
I was shocked. I kept that receiver and went out to call dad to tell all this matter. From that day dad never tried to contact us. That's what I wanted I didn't want him to return home.
Same afternoon mom came to my room, "Sweat heart your grandma is not feeling well so I wants to meet her I will be back day after tomorrow."
I didn't say a word to her and allow her to go I know where she was going but I don't want to spoil our relationship.
When I got home late Monday night, Mom was sitting at the kitchen table. Judging from the half empty bottle of scotch in front of her, she was probably good and relaxed now. Mom looked sexy sitting there in her silk Sari. The fabric was thin and as she stood up one end of the Sari slipped showing her large breasts and her nipples from see through blouse. "I guess I'll go to bed now." she said.
I was also drunk that night and it made me feel like talking. I knew that it's the right time to talk about that call. I told her that I want to ask something. She sat back down, poured herself another drink and asked me to tell her about it. "Mom I want to know, who is my biological father?" I asked.
Mom surprised. "What?"
"Mom, I heard your telephonic conversation with somebody on Saturday."
"But!"
"And I also know that you didn't go to grandma's place."
"OK as you have already known all this I won't lie. But honey actually even I can't tell you about your father because that night I spend my whole night with four friends."
She started crying loudly I couldn't help her.
"It's OK my sweat mom. I can understand you."
