In the morning, while they all were eating breakfast together, Probhaboti put on a brave face without showing any type of uneasiness about her previous night’s exposure to her stepson. Now she was behaving like a perfect host to her husband and stepson.
Last night, her stepson had taken good care of her DIL in their bedroom while she watched two porno-flicks at the same time and she self-pleasured herself watching two hot shows. However now she was taking care of them in the kitchen like a real caring housewife….. by serving the breakfast.
Despite being envious of her three months pregnant DIL because of which she was getting from her Step-Son’s ten inches massive prick, she really loved her DIL. She was a cute one with a promising career in Bengali film-industry and a real beauty like her mother Supriyadevi.
By nine o’clock all had gone….. Rahim off to his friend’s house, while her husband off to the hotel ‘Sandhyatara’. Now this was her ‘own time’. So while having another coffee, she was going to relax for at least an hour, and after that she was going to do her housework.
It wasn’t long before she was thinking about her stepson and his sexy wife. Another night like that would be too much to bear. At one point, she thought seriously, something had to be done about it, and soon, before she went mad.
She’d already tried masturbating either with a candle or with a fresh brinjal while visualizing her step-son’s fucking with his massive prick. She’d got a lot of pleasure from it, but when it ended, it left her frustrated, even after her climax. She didn’t want the artificial lifeless cock in her pussy, she wanted a real throbbing-cock deep inside her aching pussy.
There was only one substitute of it….. it was her stepson’s ten inches meaty rod. As difficult as it would be, she was going to have it inside her pussy!
In the evening, Probhaboti got an opportunity to reach that goal…. the two of them were alone in the kitchen in that moment. She knew what she was going to say because she’d spent all day rehearsing it. She was nervous, but she managed to compose herself before speaking.
“What you and Bahu ( Daughter-in-law ) are doing together in your bedroom is none of my business…. even I shouldn’t interfere you, but please keep the noise down. Sometimes you’re a bit loud.” She spoke casually….. however never looking at his eyes.
She’d expected it to be awkward, perhaps even embarrassing, but it wasn’t. She’d said it like a friendly talk, without any tension in her voice, in which he’d calmly replied, “OK Maa, I’ll try…… but you must admit you too enjoy it too.”
She wasn’t shocked hearing her stepson’s self-defense because at the last moment she could realize that he was watching her through the mirror. He said calmly, “Yes, I shouldn’t reject that.”
It was as if the topic of conversation was trivial, as if she was asking him to turn the volume down on the television in his room. It felt as if a weight had been taken off from her shoulders. But when, two days later, Soma and Rahim was again making the same, this time she wasn’t worried.