A continuation from the earlier chapter, please read that to know and understand the rural background and the characters, all of them are mature and consensual.
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It has been 1 month since Sharmila has moved in to our house again. Covid-19 second wave was just beginning in India.
Sangeeta had whole heartedly accepted the fact that her son was deeply and madly in love with the women in his family and wanted to own both of them, but the mother inside her hadn't accepted the carnal desires willingly. She kept resisting Arjun's meek advances but gave blessings to Sharmila and Arjun to continue their sojourns within the privacy of their house.
In the meanwhile, she kept herself busy with her neighbour friends and charity activities as news of widespread fatalities rocked their quaint little village as well.
Sangeeta was childhood friends with another lady in the village, a Muslim named Sahana Khan, with whom she shared a deep bond and they frequented each other's house on a daily basis. Sahana was a beautiful lady as are most Muslims and also a pious and simple soul at heart. Very much like Sangeeta, she had an hourglass figure and tall and wiry, but she always kept her figure hidden in a loose burqa when she was outdoors. She had married into a poor family and therefore they depended on the Singh family whenever they faced any hardships. Sahana had been desperately trying for a child but Allah wasn't kind to her.
During the peak of first wave of Covid, tragedy struck the Khan family and Sahana's husband and brother along with their old mother all succumbed to the virus. Sahana herself was admitted and barely made it alive after Arjun was kind enough to pay for her medical treatment, on the insistence of his mother.
At the age of 42, she was in the prime of her life when tragedy befell her. Her husband, a relatively young man in his late forties passed away so suddenly that it had shaken Sahana's world. Her husband took care of her every want and needs but one. Her husband was a proud man and while it had been several years, they had been trying for a child but they had only lately discovered that her husband was impotent.
The doctor had told them that Sahana was in fact extremely fertile and they could use donor sperm to gain them a pregnancy. Her husband's strict words stayed with her for the rest of her time.
"You are my wife and Allah as my witness, only my sperm will ever be inside you," her husband told her leaving no doubt that her only option was to pray for a miracle or stay barren, like Sharmila Devi. There was a deep yearning within her for children but she buried that deep inside of herself as she found contentment in her marriage. But underneath that supposed contentment was churning, severe sexual frustration as, as soon as her husband found out about his impotency, it also seemed to kill his drive too.
Sahana put her whole self in to her marriage and when she lost her family it seemed as though all meaning was lost from her life. She was alone in the truest self of the word and her own sister who was her only living family, lived across the country in Bangalore. So much of her life had been about being the good wife for her husband that she never truly had a life of her own, nor that many connections or close friends, other than Sangeeta.
The only person whom she could confide her frustrations was Sangeeta and whenever they met over the months, she would break down and often ask help from Sangeeta on what next for her.
Sangeeta also felt helpless as it's difficult enough to be a widow and on top of it middle aged, for Sahana to find love again. As she kept thinking and filtering out men in the village who could genuinely take care of Sahana, that's when the idea struck her.
She had been hearing from Sharmila since last few weeks that she couldn't keep up with the youthful virility of Arjun and needed a companion to share her burden of pleasuring Arjun on a daily basis from evening to morning and often during the mid-day as well. Even her wild body needed some rest from the monstrous annihilation that Arjun inflicted upon her, unabated.
Why not have Sahana join Sharmila as my son's sex consort?
Keeping aside all virtues that Sahana had, she was also bit dense in the mind & she could easily be manipulated, basically a naïve simpleton. She could be moulded to fit the bill of a slut, given proper stimulus.
Over the period of next few weeks, Sangeeta spent most of her time with Sahana at her place. She would bring expensive sarees from her early marriage days and ask her to keep it for herself as she didn't need them. She would chit chat about how her son had grown up into a dashing man and glance furtively to see what Sahana thinks about his son. She would show pics of her son on her mobile which she would have taken when Arjun would be working the fields or exercising, to create a physical interest in Sahana as she knew Arjun's body was irresistible to any and all.
She also shared a few perfumes and fragrant oils with Sahana and ask her not to mourn her dead husband anymore but live a new untethered life. She feared her pious religious bent would be an issue, so she also kept repeating to her the virtues of switching to a Hindu life and persuaded her to attend the local Shiva temple with her to achieve peace of mind and mingle more freely with the other ladies in the village.
Sangeeta would give money to Sahana and cajole her to buy costly cosmetics and ask her to look beautiful, as a beautiful body also leads to more happiness.
They would go on long walks together on their vacant fields during the summer evenings, and Sangeeta would take the opportunity to explain to her how fitness is also required at their age to be agile and continue to have a supple body for later years.
She primed Sahana over a period of a month with an overload of sensory information and could already see the changes in Sahana's mindset. Sahana gradually lost an inhibition around people in general and hardly took her hijab with her anymore. She would wear the sarees gifted by Sangeeta when they went for evening temple gathering and also took an active part in Hindu customs.
In the meanwhile, Sangeeta had confided her plan to Sharmila & asked her to feint tiredness and exhaustion and avoid Arjun as much as she can and increase his sexual frustrations over the month.
When Sangeeta thought the time was fit, she put the wheels in motion.
Sangeeta convinced Arjun that Sahana needed their help and he must do whatever he can to help her alleviate her mental condition and that he must also do it covertly so as to not attract unnecessary rumours. So, it's best that he goes himself whenever Sahana needed help.
One evening, Sangeeta urgently called Arjun and told him that the bathroom pipes were not working at Sahana's place and needed repair. Arjun didn't suspect anything and oblivious to the ruse setup by his mother, he jogged to Sahana's home.
As Arjun half crouched under the faucet and tried to pry it open, Sahana squatted behind him to see what was going on, ready to help in case the young boy needed it. As Arjun turned back to ask Sahana something, he saw the saree had fallen half across her chest and a fathomless heaving milky white cleavage was staring right at him. There was an immediate reaction in his joggers and his cock strained against the hem of his pants. Naughty scenes started playing in loop in his mind and his mind was clouded with excitement. He thought to take advantage of the dim-witted widow now that she was up for grabs.
Arjun feinted that he needed some soap water to loosen the tap and Sahana gladly ran back to the kitchen and brought a bucket full of soap water. As Arjun poured the water, he played careless and sprayed a lot of soapy bubbles over himself and some on Sahana as well.
"Oh my gosh!" Sahana got up immediately and backed away from the bathroom floor. Arjun had to keep from grinning as she looked down at her wet blouse. Arjun could see the shape of her breasts and the style of bra she was wearing as the water made the blouse nearly transparent.
"I am so sorry Sahana aunty! Don't you worry about it. You have a washer, right? Just pop it in the dryer for a few minutes." Arjun offered his devilish solution.
"Are you sure it's okay?" Sahana asked wide-eyed.
"Don't you worry about a thing. Go get your blouse dry!"
