As soon as the bathroom door shut, Subha was there with his screwdriver prying open the door trim again. He was right, her tits were bigger than his mother’s. He was focused on her boobs but soon was gawking at her dense curly bush. He noticed how short her pubic hair was and how it was shaped.
Her pussy-lips jutted out from her well trimmed hairs and for the first time Subha was getting a clear look at a live pussy. Once in the shower she was out of view, but he waited for a second look as she dried heself. It didn’t last long but he got another good eyeful of his Didi’s widow pussy.
As she put on her Maxi ( like nightie / nightgown but more loosened and shorter in length ), he again ran back to his room where he pretended to be an innocent teen. Sumana said goodnight and walked out from his room, but he stayed awake and masturbated imaging his Didi’s glistening and curvy nude figure until he had cum three times.
The next day Sumana kept her word and returned home by noon from her primary school. Subha watched again through the cracked-door as she changed her cloths. Great ammunition for a horny mind.
The drive to the Nicco-Park was less than a half an hour and they enjoyed hours of wandering here and there before heading home. They agreed to take swimming suites next time to Digha since the place was very hot and the ocean had looked perfect to cool off in. Subha knew that he wouldn’t be able to hide his erection in a swimsuit.
That night Sumana’s door did not latch closed when she went into her room. It was a wider gap to peer through, but also a bigger chance of getting caught peeking. She felt some uneasiness but the temptation was too much for Subha. He stood in the hall in boxer shorts and allowed one eye to peer through the door.
He had a great view of his Didi’s undressing. She was preoccupied looking at her naked body in the mirror. She took a bottle of lotion from the dresser and applied it all over her body.
Subha let his hard cock free through the front of the boxer’s and stroked himself as he watched his Sati-saddhi Didi’s live nude-show. At one time he failed to see her walk towards the door.
Suddenly it was open slowly with nothing between their naked bodies. The sight of his Didi’s sexy body got him off instantly. Cum shot out from his teenage cock on to his Didi’s leg.
Totally flabbergasted, he turned and ran to his room, boxers hanging off one foot, closed the door, and waited for the aftermath. How could he have not seen her? He sulked in a combination of terror and embarrassment.
But to his surprise, nothing happened. No knock on his door, no scream, no confrontation, no cell call from his from his great reliable Sati-saddhi widow Didi. Surely his Didi wouldn’t informed their parents about this embarrassing and guilty situation. He felt some relief and at the same time his respects towards his Didi increased more.
The next morning Sumana knocked on his door and asked if he was ready for puja. She acted like nothing happened and Subha decided to follow her lead towards the Worship-room just like a puppet where their parents were already preparing for the morning puja. Completing the puja the Sen family gathered at the drawing room where Sumitradevi served the breakfast to all like an affectionate and caring Bengalee mother.