Nisha asked Sunil to bring another wife home so that he could have kids. She also asked him if he wanted a divorce so that her presence did not disturb Sunils life with his new wife. Sunil felt very sad on hearing this and said he could not even think of letting Nisha go away just for having a kid. He will marry again only if Nisha lived with him as always otherwise he will cancel all his wedding plans. Nisha knew that deep in his heart he was yearning for a child which she could not provide him. So she agreed to stay in the same house with him and his new wife.
Today is Sunils wedding and Nisha was watching the procession of decorated cars with the bridegrooms party returning home with the new bride. She felt nothing. No sadness, no happiness nothing at all. She will take everything in her stride, Nisha thought. She had shifted all her personal belongings from the master bedroom, Sunils room to a smaller adjoining room. The room was large enough for her and there was a connecting door to the major bedroom. She arranged all her things when Sunil had gone to bring his new bride Jeena. Now the master bedroom will be occupied by the newly weds. She suddenly felt a lump in her throat. She wanted to run away somewhere. Nisha had nowhere to go because her parents had settled abroad with her brother and the family home was sold. Now Sunils home was her own.
She thought about Jeena. She had learnt from her mother in law that Jeena was an orphan living with her uncle and aunt who were very poor and they had no money to give the girl a good dowry. They had readily agreed for this second marriage with Sunil who was from an affluent family. Nisha felt sorry for Jeena. If she had not been a poor orphan she would never have wanted to be with an already married man. Nisha decided to be nice to Jeena.
The bridegrooms party with the bride reached the house and Nisha was summoned by her mother in law to the front of the house for welcoming the bride. Sunil first got out of the car and Nisha waited with baited breath to have her first glimpse of Jeena. A tall girl stepped down from the car. She was around 18,very fair unlike Nisha who was dark skinned. She was wearing an orange and gold silk saree with zari border. She had lovely hazel eyes and a beautiful smile showing even teeth. Her body was nubile with 36 c breasts a very thin waist and nice swaying hips around 36 inches. She was tall and walked with a lithe grace. Nisha felt an immediate liking for the young girl who was to be her sister wife. She hugged Jeena when she was introduced to her and felt a sudden connection.
Jeena looked in to the eyes of the older woman in front of her. She saw only a glint there. Was it liking or hatred for the woman who was going to share her husband. The woman was around 30 but very beautiful, she thought. Nisha was busy with the feast and the guests and had no opportunity to talk to Sunil or Jeena for a long time. In the midst of the festivities she once saw them at the balcony talking. She felt a sudden pang of jealousy which she dismissed at that very moment. It was around ten at night and all the guests had gone home. The large house was suddenly very silent. There was Sunil, Nisha, Jeena, Laila and two maids. Nisha retired early to her room. She didn't want to face Sunil and didn't want him see how insecure she was feeling.
Sunil asked Laila, his mother about Nisha. She said Nisha was having a headache and has gone to bed. Sunil decided not to disturb her. He looked forward to his night with Jeena. For the last ten years he had remained faithful to Nisha and had not slept with anyone else. Jeena is his new wife. On the way home in the car she was seated close to him and he could feel the heat emanating from her young nubile body. Laila gave the glass of milk to Jeena and ushered her towards the master bed room.She felt shy while entering the large room with the king size bed and the tall man standing by the window. "Close the door" he said.
Nisha laid on the bed in her room. She suddenly felt very lonely. She could hear the door open and close in the adjoining room. After that there were muted sounds. Did she hear a moan or was it a giggle. She felt tears running down her cheeks at the thought of Sunil fucking another woman. She sobbed in to the pillow and tried to sleep. There was a knock at the door. Nisha at first decided to ignore whoever it was. The knocking continued and she wiped her tears and went to the door.
It was Laila. She walked in to the room and looked at Nisha who tried to avert her eyes.
"So you are crying all alone in here."
"No mother" Nisha said. "Its just a headache."
"I have decided to sleep here with you tonight. Hope you don't mind."
She was telling not asking by the tone of her voice. Laila closed the door and said "Come dear, lets go to bed."
Nisha felt very strange. Her mother in law had never been close to her and always maintained a distance and never had any personal discussions with her except the matter of Sunils second marriage. Then also she had told her not asked her opinion.
Laila was a tall well built woman of around 55 in robust health. Widowed at a young age she had single handedly taken care of her son and the house. She had a commanding nature because of that and never showed others her true feelings. She had liked Nisha the moment she set eyes on her and felt jealous when her son demanded Nisha's undivided attention. She also wanted Nisha like a man and wanted to feel those huge boobs and kiss those plump lips. When she saw that Nisha was not having a child she decided to get Sunil married again so that she could have the girl for herself once Sunil is busy with his new wife.
Nisha laid down on her side and sobbed in to the pillow again. She had heard another moan from Sunil's room. She could imagine what he was doing to Jeena now. She had moaned thus too-a thousand times. She felt Laila move closer to her. She could feel the other womans breath now. Laila touched her shoulder and made Nisha face her. In the dim bedlight she could see Nisha's tears.
"Don't feel sad my darling I am here for you." Saying this she hugged Nisha tight and the huge boobs crushed against her. Nisha felt some strange stirrings inside.
She said "mother-what are you saying." She realized she sounded different. She was feeling secure now in Laila's embrace. She had never imagined herself finding comfort in a womans hugs and kisses. This was a side of herself that Nisha had never known existed. It was not just comfort she felt, it was a strange excitement that sent quivers through her whole body. She wanted Laila to hug her tighter.
Laila kissed her lips tight with her own. When she had finished kissing Nisha felt she will faint.
"I will be your man for tonight Nisha, you are mine tonight. Let me take care of you. I want to see you properly first. Get rid of your clothes."
Nisha felt as if she was in a trance. She was wearing a thin nighty which was wrapped and tied around her waist. She fumbled with the knot. Laila mde her stand up near the bed and untied the knot on the side. Now the nighty was open and Laila pulled the fabric apart on both sides and she could see that Nisha was wearing white panties and a bra underneath. Laila slipped the nighty slowly away from Nishas shoulders. The room was silent except for the heavy breathing sounds from the two women.
Nisha's huge breasts rose and fell when she breathed. Laila couldn't wait anymore. She unclasped the bra and let it fall down. The two huge 38 d cantaloupes were staring at Laila in the face. The dark areolae were like small saucers and the nipples jutted out of them around an inch in length. What she had yearned for the last ten years was within arms length tonight and she wanted to savour everything slowly. The panties came off next and Nisha was standing like a naked Goddess in the dim light of the bedside lamp. Laila loosened the hair which was tied back in a long plait. Her dark skin glistened and her perfume mingled with her sweat gave out a musky odour.
Nisha felt she was dreaming. Here she was standing stark naked in front of her mother in law who was now fondling her huge boobs with both hands. She tweaked the nipples lightly and Nisha moaned. Lailas hands went down to the soft belly and the deep navel which was now decorated with a diamond, a gift from Sunil on their first wedding anniversary. Nisha felt the hands now moving down her buttocks and thighs. She was excited and waited for her mother in law to touch the core of her womanhood. Laila had other plans.
