Hello My Dear Readers...
The following is an e-mail sent by a Mature Indian Woman to her deceased Husband.
I have tried my best to make it as interesting as possible, and I hope all of you will like it.
Happy Reading!!
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Dear Pramod,
I know you are not there, and this mail will never be read, but there is something I urgently want to talk to you about.
I don't know what is making me do this very silly act, but I miss you more than ever, Pramod!!
I don't want to use the word confession here, but I really cannot live another day without sharing this detail with you.
I know I don't owe you an explanation anymore, but I want to remain committed to you - So, it is very important for me that I tell you what happened last Sunday!!
I had been experiencing this strange pain around my shoulders, ever since I got back to the Gym - Staying at home and doing nothing, for almost a whole year after you left us, did take a toll on my once fit body!!
And that eventful morning, the cramps turned really bad - I knew I needed help.
I could still have easily driven myself to a Clinic and check for any muscle tear, but I wanted something better - I wanted a Massage!!
It had been a long time since I got one, and I thought a session would do me a lot of good - It was certainly going to help relax my mind too!!
I instantly checked online for possible appointments - Only to find that all the Parlours were either closed for the weekend or fully booked.
But by then, I had reached the conclusion that I needed a rub in the next one hour, if I was to survive that day.
Well... You know me!! I had wished for it, and I wanted it!!
It was right then that I saw our son walk into the living room, and I did not think twice before asking him for the unusual favor!!
He did straightaway tell me that he had no previous experience doing a massage, but agreed to give me a pressing, when I insisted.
At that time, I really had no worries about the arrangement - I was going to remain fully clothed, and he was a safe boy. He had never ever given me any wrong signals!!
I told him to work over the areas around my neck & shoulders, and he did exactly that using his strong hands - I was sitting on a plastic chair, and it was all okay and very normal.
I was starting to feel a lot better, and he had done me enough good in just under 15 minutes - I had already got all what I wanted!!
I still don't know what tempted me, but I just found myself asking him if he can massage my back too.
He immediately said yes, but told me he will need me to lay on my stomach!!
It was a right demand, and so I did just that - I got the Yoga Mat from my bedroom, and spread it on the floor, before getting myself into position.
Now this was not something I was prepared for, but I had no reasons to feel any less protected - I was dressed in a long kurta top & loose cotton pants, that shielded more than what was required at home!!
I do admit that I was a little bothered if he would ask me whether I wanted him to apply some oil, and did wonder how odd it will be if I rejected his direct touch - But fortunately, he did not even care to ask that question. He simply started to work on my tight back muscles, without any fuss!!
Pramod... I am sorry I have to tell you all this, and I already assure you nothing very bad happened - But it was around here that things started to get out of hand!!
It was not at all our son's fault - It was just that I had not made it clear enough to him!!
And very soon, he was kneading not just the upper & middle sections of my back, like I wanted him to, but also the extra sensitive spots around my waist & hips.
He wasn't doing anything extraordinary, Pramod, and I hate myself as I confess this to you - I was beginning to get turned on, and I did nothing to stop him either!!
He kept shuffling his hands between the different zones of my back, and eventually, I could not prevent myself from spreading my thighs - My choice of clothing helped keep the movements hidden, but I knew I was leaking, and I was certain that my pussy was drenched!!
It suddenly crossed my mind whether our son too was being made excited in the process - There was no way I could complain if he was feeling the hots, because this very scenario was an extremely celebrated setup in the sleazy provisions the Internet offered.
There was all the chance that he would have watched the videos that carnally described the after-effects of a massage, especially to a lonely mature woman, and it disturbed me that I was not able to read what he was having in his mind - I had definitely not given him any wrong impressions, but it was not everyday that he would have his mother lying before him!!
And, how much ever I wanted to convince myself that I was neatly dressed for the ocassion and I was giving our son nothing to lose his way, there was also no denying the fact that my butt would still be clearly projecting out and he could have spotted it!!
Well... You know that better than anybody, Pramod - You know my body better than I do, and I don't think I need to explain!!
A few more moments later, I strangely started to sense he was going further down my back, each time he repeated the action, and at one point, the tip of his fingers even grazed the top-most part of my ass cheeks, giving me the chills!!
As much as I did not want it, the truth was that I did expect this to happen - I don't know why, but I really did anticipate an uncomfortable touch.
I wanted to intervene, and was ready to bring the session to an end - But, all I did was shamelessly let out a low moan!!
I felt forced to imagine how things would have been if I had worn something that gave him more access to my body - I felt forced to imagine how things would have been if I had laid down with nothing on my back!!
I felt forced to imagine how things would have been if it was another man giving me the massage - I felt forced to imagine how things would have been if our son was having another woman in front of him!!
All sorts of twisted thoughts filled my otherwise sane mind - I had not been so stimulated any time before!!
I wanted to let him know he was making me wet - I wanted to let our son know he was doing to his mother what nobody had done to her in the last many months!!
He was now focusing more on my hips, and when his hands went back upwards, he kept squeezing the sides of my body, stopping only just milli-metres away from my under-boob, causing me to believe he was going to grope my breasts, each time!!
But, he did not!!
And, I took that to be a good sign!!
