While this story is complete in itself, this is in continuation of my other story
"A New Found Love"
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"No plans for tonight son?" Maha asked surprised her son was home on a Saturday night.
"No Ma, I have no plans,"
Maha looked at her son with a knowing smile and left to prepare dinner.
It was not usual for Ranga to be home on a Saturday night since he would be having one of his affairs with any of the many ladies he is friends with. Some were married and it meant nothing to him as they were more than willing and he was giving them only what they wanted. His mom knew about his many affairs but pretended not to notice. At 28, it was high time for him to be married and settled but he preferred to be single enjoying life, having many different women. And Saturday nights were reserved for it.
Maha understood her son's present mood perfectly. She had noticed the way the siblings had behaved during the ten days they had been together, not as siblings but as lovers. During that time there was a special glow in both of them and they had found a new love between them, a love that was special. Now she knew her son was missing his sister and that too not with sisterly love but with the passion of a lover. Being a matured woman who had enjoyed love with her husband she knew the pain of separation and felt sorry for her son. At the same time she also felt a little jealous of the way her daughter had him in her power. She sighed as her own body ached for a man's passion.
When she brought her children together in a new kind of love between them she had dared the traditions and had as good as initiated them into an act that is considered by the society as sin. But then that seemed to be the only way for her to save the marriage of her daughter and she had gone ahead and done it. Of course she did not regret it for it did produce the results needed but it also had opened her own mind to new horizons. She had started to wonder if her son could fuck his own sister, why not he fuck her as well. She had needed a man for long and had stayed away only for her children. Now they are grown up and don't need her any more but she can't go looking for a man at this age in this present society she lived in.
She is still desirable to men, she was well aware but with a son at marriageable age living with her, it is simply impossible for her to entertain the idea of another man. She had to consider the society if she should live in this small town with respect. On the other hand if her son could provide her the love she needed, no one will be the wiser, she reckoned. The lonely nights added strength to her new line of thought and she was almost beginning to contemplate seducing her son. Now that he is missing his sister and her lustful love, the time is ripe for her to make her try. During the last few days she had dressed more sexy than usual for her and yet her son had not yet noticed the change. She sighed again and wished she knew what her son was thinking of just then.
Ranga frowned at his mother's knowing look but did not reply. He had changed since the last few days. It is only three days since his sister, who he impregnated to save her marriage left for her hubby's house. Although he had made love to his sister to save her marriage both of them had enjoyed the experience and had discovered a new love between them. The brother sister love they shared had soared to a romantic relationship and he missed her. Since his mother was instrumental in the affair, it looked like she understood his mood and that irritated him.
But he should not be irritated with his mom he realized. If it was not for her bold suggestion he would never have made love to his sister and he was truly thankful to his mom for that. Now he missed her and he did not feel like going for one of his other women either. He replayed the ten lustful days and nights he had spent with his sister and smiled to himself. They had been free of inhibitions and comfortable with each other and had explored many different avenues. They were noisy as well, and Ranga knew his mother had heard all the noise and had even seen them a few times fondling each other. During those instances she would blush and leave but then they did not care as they had been doing it with her consent after all.
Now thinking back of those incidences, Ranga wondered about his mom's situation and feelings. At 45 she has been a widow for 22 years now. She had married early and lived with his father only for 7 years before he died. Since then she had lived for them, Ranga and his sister. He wondered if his mother missed her sex life. She had sacrificed her life for them and had cared for them and to his knowledge has never had an affair. If she had had he would have known, for, it was a small town they lived in and nothing was a secret in the closed society.
Ranga, who never thought in these terms about his mom, started thinking of her and her feelings for the first time. She did not look her age but looked a lot younger. She was naturally slim and had full firm breasts and she looked sexy in any dress she wore, be it saree or nighty. Although he had not noticed this before, now it came to his mind and he realized she could have easily got married again if she had wanted to. Surely she would have looked more beautiful 10 or 15 years ago and most men would have married her with or without the children.
Yet she had not married and Ranga felt sorry for her.