He came out and wished her. She was too embarrassed to look into his eyes. With her eyes downcast, she wished him back. She told him that his breakfast was served on the dining table and rushed out. However the thought of her Beyai’s imposing shaft, was stuck still in her mind.
It made her pussy continuously wet and she was feeling sticky in between her thighs, throughout the day. Her daughter returned back after one hour of buying and she helped her to keep the groceries properly. Then taking some cold drinks, Sabitri sat on the sofa and told her to sit beside her.
”In the meantime, Im sure you have thought about the matter. Look Maa, I feel you should do something for my lonely father-in-law.” she paused for a moment. “Can I be frank with you? Promise me, that you will not question me. And promise me, that you will not refuse.”
“Of-course I promise. I am your mother and you’re my only child, how can I refuse you?”
“So, listen to me. We both know he dedicated his life for the sake of our family and we owe him. Now we have a chance to pay back a little of that debt, okay?” He looked at her mother expectantly. “And I think we shouldn’t lose it.”
“What do you want me to do?”
“Maa, you know next Sunday is my mother-in-law’s first death anniversary, and I’m sure your Beyaimoshai will be depressed reminiscing about her. I never want to see my respected father-in-law in that state,” she sighed and then she took her mother’s both hands. “I want you to cooperate with me in my planning so that he can take his mind off the loss of my loving mother-in-law.”
Sabitri choked up with emotion as she recalled his father-in-law’s great contribution to the family, and her mother nodded, looking at her tearful eyes. Satyaboti could guess what her daughter wanted to say and she was very much eager to comply that. She could feel the almighty God suddenly blessed her with an unexpected offer.
Yes, she would surely accept her daughter’s lucrative proposal. Actually after the short-lived torrid affair with Javed, she was badly trying to find out another one like Javed. But he was her son-in-law’s father, a nearest relative of her which made her mind confused.
“Sabi, it’s okay for a man, but you know it is completely different for a woman in our orthodox minded Bengali family,” she meekly protested.
“So what! Have you any idea how much our society has advanced now?” Sabitri objected. “There is nothing wrong in that…. please Maa.”
“Okay, I will try….. but please keep it just between us.”
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It was 10:00 PM when Monotoshbabu, the retired army man, stepped out of his Maruti Alto into the driveway of his house. He stretched, trying to work out the kinks in his muscles. Except for a few brief stops, he had driven straight home from the welfare association, “SANTWANA.”
Standing there, he briefly reflected on what it meant to face life alone at 55 years old…. navigating the world without his loving wife after spending 36 long, romantic years of conjugal bliss. He sighed heavily as the smiling face of his Beyan came to mind…. her inviting eyes and seductive movements poignantly reminding him of his deceased wife.
