Clean and dressed, he sighed heavily as he opened the door to his bedroom. The smell of coffee brewing emanated from the kitchen, and he could hear his Grandmother shuffling the glasses trying to get to the coffee cups behind them.
“So how long have you been having sex with Shobha?” Nirupamadevi asked in a serious but calm tone.
It seemed all the anger had dissipated from her, or she was really good at hiding it….. yes, it wasn’t tough for a well-known actress like her, he thought. He felt more relaxed suddenly, and was more open to having this conversation with his Grandmother.
“My first time was about a year ago,” He admitted.
“That’s long….. I can’t guess?” She was surprised. “You know Priya, a few moments of pleasure isn’t worth an eternity in Hell.”
He looked down at his feet. Mostly, to hide the smile he couldn’t stop from playing on his lips from the absurdity of the comment that escaped from her mouth. He felt ashamed of himself, however, he knew his Grandmother was serious and he was making a big joke out of all of it. But he still couldn’t help himself grinning.
“This isn’t funny, Priya….. try to be serious,” She said as if she was reading his mind. She took a sip of her coffee and said, “You can catch some serious diseases if you continue down the path that you’re on.”
“I know it isn’t funny Daadi ( Grandmother ),” He spoke still looking down at his feet…. the smile on his face had vanished…. suddenly thinking about the fatal diseases caused by random sex.
“And I know I can’t stop you doing what you’re doing, but you will NOT do it in MY house…… and CAN’T make my house a BROTHEL….. UNDERSTAND!” Her voice rose. “I think it would be a good idea for you to start coming to Church on Wednesdays again to purify you corrupted mind and soul, and you’ve to assure me you’ll be going Sunday too.”
“Yes Ma’am,” He replied sheepishly.
He then walked back to his room, relieved that he had gotten out of it so easily. He knew it could have been much, much worse. He was quite dismayed though, since his Wednesday fuck-fest were over. Now he just had to have a plan to either get out of going to Church, or getting Grandmother out of the house.
The next couple of days were dismal. His cock ached for more of Shobha’s tight wet pussy, but it seemed that getting away from his Grandmother was going to be rather difficult. Every time he told her that he was going to leave the house for a few hours, she gave him a few chores, which ended up taking the entire day to finish. He was at the end of his wits by the third night. He was becoming quite frustrated and irritable, and he knew she was taking some sick perverted pleasure in torturing him.
“Priya, I really appreciate all the hard work you’ve been doing for me the past few days.” Nirupamadevi said happily.
“No problem Daadi….. It’s my duty and I’m really happy to please you,” He sat up on his bed to make room for her to sit down in front of him.
“I’ve also noticed you’ve been stressed out all day,” She pointed out sympathetically as she put her hand on his chin, “Do you want to talk about it?”