Aunty turned around and handed me a plate of snacks. Her fingers brushed against mine for a second longer than necessary. That small touch sent electricity through my body.
“You’ve grown up so much, Arjun,” she said softly, looking at me from head to toe. “College student ban gaye ho ab toh.”
I smiled, stepping a little closer. “Aunty, aap bhi bilkul alag nahi lagti. Log aapko meri behen samajh sakte hain.”
She blushed deeply. “Chup karo. Main tumhari Aunty hoon. Aisi baatein mat kiya karo, beta.” (Stop it. I’m your Aunty. Don’t say such things.)
But she didn’t move away. The kitchen felt smaller. The fan was the only sound besides our breathing.
I took a risk. “Aunty… can I tell you something? Please don’t get angry.”
She nodded slowly, her eyes curious.
“You have the most beautiful smile. And… your body… it’s really attractive. I know I shouldn’t say this, but I can’t stop thinking about you sometimes.”
Aunty’s eyes widened. “Arjun! Yeh kya bol rahe ho? Main tumhari dost ki maa hoon. Yeh paap hai beta…” (What are you saying? I’m your friend’s mother. This is sin…)
Her voice was shaky, but she was breathing faster. Her big chest was rising and falling.
I gently touched her arm. “Aunty, I’m sorry… but it’s true. You deserve to feel beautiful. Uncle is always away. Don’t you feel lonely?”
She looked down, biting her lip. “Haan… kabhi kabhi bahut akela lagta hai. Par yeh galat hai…” (Yes… sometimes I feel very lonely. But this is wrong…)
My hand slowly moved from her arm to her waist. The soft fabric of her saree felt warm.
“Aunty… just tell me to stop and I will,” I whispered.
She didn’t say anything. Her body was trembling slightly.
My fingers pressed gently on her waist. “Aap bahut soft ho, Aunty…”
She let out a small gasp. “Arjun… kya kar rahe ho… Rohan aa jayega…” (What are you doing… Rohan will come…)
But she still didn’t push my hand away.
The tension in the kitchen was thick. My cock was fully hard now, pressing against my pants.
This innocent, conservative Aunty was starting to crack.
And I was going to enjoy every second of it.


Write a comment ...