He exhaled a deep sigh…. reminiscing those golden moments. Being able to wake up next to her cuddling smooth arms now, sure would have a different meaning than those moments.
Feeling a bit of sorrow for not getting those sweet moments back, he shrugged his head impatiently and moved towards the long corridor as he could hear his son talking with his wife in the kitchen. Once he opened the hallway door and stepped inside, he saw his mother-in-law sit in one of the comfy chairs as she greeted him with a warm smile.
“Look who’s finally up,” Mrs. Sen grinned as he saw her gaze linger on his protruding crotch while she bit her lower lip.
She even licked her lips sensually…. finally looking back at his eyes…. before giving him a sly smile. She shrugged her shoulder so that the Anchal slightly moved away from her heavy chest to show her over-flowing tits from the low neckline of her white Blouse.
“Oh Maa, stop teasing your Jamai ( Son-in-law ),” Munmun mockly rebuked her mother as both Mrs. Sen and Subhankar chuckled. His wife gave him a confused glance, since she could neither see her mother’s face nor what she had just done.
“What!” Subhankar exclaimed in which his mother-in-law followed up his glance and she replied “It’s inside joke Subha”.
Munmun first glanced at her mother and then back to her husband as he tried to adjust his growing bulge. He walked over to his mother-in-law and leaned in….. giving her a kiss on the cheek. Their family had always been close…. very close compared to those of his friends. So it wasn’t uncommon for them to greet each other with either a hug or a kiss like this.
Meanwhile finishing his breakfast, Ritesh walked over to his mother and hugged her lightly. Unfortunately, the 5’3″ height glamorous dancer-singer was already wearing the clothes for going outside…. maybe for her dance coaching academy, so he had missed out on catching a glimpse of his mother’s 34D’s cleavage.
“How tall are you now? I think it’d give a year and you’re going to be just as tall if not bigger than your father,” Munmun smiled back proudly at her tall and stud son as she gave her husband the butter-toast and a cup of coffee.
“5’6″ Mamoni,” Ritesh replied brightly as he nodded and offered his cheek to his mother for a kiss as well. “A year later I might be as tall as Bapi ( Daddy ).”
“Give it another 4 years at least, buddy” His father chuckled….. staring at his son for a moment… and raising his face from behind the newspaper…. while sipping the coffee. His father was 5’10″…. so there were every chances that he would be able to cross him in future as he chuckled back at him.
And that’s when Ritesh noticed his father throwing furtive glances at his Grandmother behind the newspaper. As his grandmother was still now beautiful and sexy, he didn’t feel anything odd noticing his father’s such behaviour. Even he couldn’t blame his father because the 55 yrs old grandmother was also the favourite jerking fantasy item for the 14 yrs old kid….. however he often felt himself guilty for that.