Ajay was there when everyone had left us. He was my school buddy and we were in the hostel together. After school he joined his fathers business and I came to my home town. We were in a very bad financial state as my father wouldn't work and a time came when we had to sell off our house to save ourselves. That is when I had asked help from Ajay and without any hesitation he had given us the money to save our house.
I was so thankful that I didn't wait when he invited me over to his plush farm house in the suburbs. I hadn't seen him for years now and we had just kept in touch on the phone. I was happy to meet him and even thank him personally for saving our house. I arrived at his place on Friday night and we talked and talked remembering all our school time pranks and stuff. We talked well into the next morning.
There was no one else in the farm house, we had to order the food from a nearby restaurant and we were just by ourselves. We had by now finished talking and felt it would be good to go into town just for fun. Ajay took his car and we went into town, he said he had some urgent business and went into a building and came back within 10 minutes and then we got something to eat. After a couple of hours we were back at the farm house. It was 10 pm.
Ajay said he had a surprise for me. He led me to a big bedroom in the far end of the house and opened the door. A woman wearing a sari was lying on her side facing the other way.
The worst thing was I couldn't see her face. Anyways Ajay had other plans. He took me to the adjoining room and what I saw from there I couldn't believe. I was looking into the previous room and I could still see the woman lying there but to my dismay again I was positioned at the foot of the bed. I was scared watching, as I didn't want to get caught watching some woman sleeping. That is when Ajay told me to relax, he said that it was a one way mirror and his father had got it fitted for obvious reasons and now we could use it. He said the woman was for our pleasure and he had arranged for her when we had gone to town. He said she was real nice and it was heavenly to fuck her. He had been calling for her services regularly.
He said he would go in first and then when he finished he would call me. Till then if I wanted I could watch all the fun from here. I sat down on the big couch right in front of the one way mirror as I saw Ajay entering the room. The woman got up this time. As she turned to face Ajay I saw her face for the first time. My heart jumped a beat to see my mother, Girija , standing there with Ajay. He had put his hand on her shoulders and was talking to her. It is now that I realized where my mother would go when she said she had to go to her relatives on the weekends. Times were bad for us and she had suffered a lot so no one objected that she had to go and no one made any enquiries about her. Everything came back so clearly now. I was shocked and wanted to go into that room immediately but then I thought of Ajay, what he would think. We would lose all our respect in front of him. So I just sat there looking on as Ajay unknowingly was kissing my mother.
He started with the kissing but soon his hands were on her big buttocks. He was squeezing her ass as he kissed her. The way he was gripping her ass made her sari rise up and exposes her calves. She was also kissing him like a sex hungry slut. He left her and sat on the bed, she meanwhile started taking off her sari. She threw it on the floor. Next she unhooked her blouse and then off came her bra. She had the most perfect tits , big areolas and huge nipples pointing out giving evidence that she was excited as well.Then she untied her petticoat and stepped out of it.
