Part 01 - Barista Blacmails Mom

I still remember I was in 12th grade at my school when this happened. I was a studious well to do 18-year-old from a well to do school in India. My school had a decently sized coffee shop present where everyone at school would buy their coffee or cookies at interval. I quite liked the coffee shop since it always bought a cookie from the place. However, everything was about to change with this new school year ahead of me.

This year the café staff had changed. It wasn't the same old skinny guy and nice sweet middle-aged lady to serve coffee anymore. The sweet talks were replaced, by harsh coldness of the new staff. They seemed to interact and joke around, but not in the same way the old staff did. And it seemed like one person was always present at the shop. It was a middle-aged man named Charith. He was a dark complexioned 6-foot-tall guy, with a black beard. He had tattoo on his right hand, and he would sit there quietly waiting to hand everyone out their order. He had a buffed build a bit of a tummy, but what struck was his big black beard.

Things were about to change drastically though. My mom came to school one day. She was an average Indian woman, with average looks and size. She had come to pick us up and I went to get the coffee from Charith again today. He got my order and asked me to sit on the table with my mom. It was early time, so there wasn't really anyone around. He asked us how our day was going, and just when he was about to place the coffee mugs on the table his tray tripped over him as he spilled all the hot coffee over my mom. With the burning hot coffee pouring all over her skin, she screamed in agony as she tried her best to get that brutal sensation away. It felt like a hot iron was placed on top of her, as she jumped up and down in desperate attempt to cool down after the splashing incident. Charith panicked, and it was the first time I had seen his head down apologizing to someone like that.

He was quite an alpha male, at least from the looks. And from him to be apologizing seemed a bit unnatural. And that's when I got any answer that why his head was bowed down fixated to a point. In the spill, no one had realized except him the white dress had become transparent for my mom. One could see her blue and pink bra and panty set underneath. Suddenly, the averaged looking Indian women looked like a smoke bomb with her 34D boobs and juicy thighs covering her up with bare pink panties. She looked like an innocent soul, waiting to be ravaged.

In a desperate attempt to save herself from the shame, mom hid behind the coffee counter where Charith would normally work. One could see the looks of absolute disgust and anger and horror in her eyes. She angrily shouted at Chirath, and Charith quietly apologized to her trying to calm her down. She soon calmed down after he told her that if she shouts its going to attract more people into the mess. Trying to figure a solution out, he told her that he can wash her top and let it dry but it will take at least half an hour. Meanwhile, he told, that mom can get a new t shirt from the clothes shop. She protested that she will not take her top out, but Charith ordered her to calm down this time in a rather more assertive voice.

Mom instantly went quiet, as she abided by his word. Being a typical Indian conservative woman, she was a rock bottom and of course she couldn't argue with Charith who was the epitome of a top dominant man. Reluctant, she took her top off as Charith washed it in the sink and let it dry on his counter. Meanwhile, he told me to get a t shirt from the clothe shop at school. Concerned, yet foolish, I abided by his plan and went to get a t shirt. Reaching there, it struck me that I didn't know the size of t shirt I had to buy. I hurried back to the coffee shop and that's when I saw the scene in absolute horror.

Charith had his hands right around mom's waist. While I was gone to get the t-shirt, Charith had now cleverly asked mom for his measurements which he would need for the t shirt. Still reluctant to tell, she had to tell him that she was a 34-D from breast and she didn't know her waist size. He told mom that he would need her waist measurements, and before mom could say anything, he hurriedly turned over mom and told her that he could take the measurements since he was a tailor before this job. Mom tried to protest, but she knew there was no point n arguing since it would only attract more people to the commotion.

I now stood at a distance, seeing the tailor fondle mom's waist as she measured her waist. Luckily there was no one present their at the time, but mom could be seen red in shame letting herself be touched like this by such a lowly man that too in school without her top. Charith seemed to be enjoying touching mom's soft pale skin. Despite being an Indian, she had a fair complexion. Now done with the measurements, he told me to get a Small sized t shirt from the clothe shop. A bit confused, that how that t shirt would fit mom, I still got the same exact t shirt from the cloth shop. And when she put the t shirt on I realized what he had done.

The very lady that was at best ordinary looking, now looked a smoking hot goddess in that t shirt. The t shirt was way too skimpy and tight for her big bosom, as the size of her big boobs was visible from outside the t shirt. The shirt didn't do a great job covering her top, as one could see her big cleavage now. And worst of all, it showed her bottom half and almost completely exposed her navel making it look like a skimpy tank top. Mom was very ashamed by this fit. She was a very conservative woman, who at best wore long skirts as her choice of outfit. She went red in shame, seeing herself be dressed like that in such sultry way. Charith knew exactly what he had done, and looking almost innocent he told mom now she can leave since lunch time at school has begun and people would be coming to his shop anytime soon.

Panick ensued, as mom started looking for a place to hide behind his counter. And that's when Charith angrily told mom to leave the coffee shop since he has customer coming, and he doesn't wanna ruin his business. Mom desperately asked him to hide him somewhere, begging him. This man had mom pleading him, despite it being his fault. Thinking of an idea, he told mom to bend over and hide in the fridge. Mom tried explaining her that it would just cover her top, and her legs would still be out. But he countered her by saying that he would in front of her so people won't be able to see her. She begged him if she could lie on the floor and hide, but he blatantly said no stating how it would make it difficult for him to make coffee and people would still be able to see.

Given an ultimatum by Charith to abide by this plan, mom reluctantly agreed. I stood there dumbfounded, having absolutely no authority to salvage this situation. I had to just wait from afar, sit on the chair and hope that mom survives the situation. Trying her best to fit in, mom placed her top in the fridge which was kind of already filled with cookies and other food items. The cold floor of the fridge led a shudder down her spine, as it touched her brats. She was now bent over, right in front of Charith, stuck in a fridge. Charith, a delighted man, now welcomed his customer for their orders. His plan had worked, and no one could see mom but him. He covered mom with a cloth and it almost looked like mom was now a part of the extended counter top.

He took his first order, and placed money on mom's back, making it look like a top. A bit relieved that things would be fine, she felt it fir the first time. It seemed like a very long rod rubbing the back of her butt making groping her in so many different ways. She tried moving a bit, but knew she was stuck like this till the lunch break is over. Charith, taking full advantage of the situation, started dry humping mom. I could see him going back and firth slightly humping mom. I just sat there helplessly, trying my best not to make things worse for mom.

Mom, on the other hand, was feeling the wrath of his massive dick. It rubbed around her butt and at time poked her asshole. She tried best not to whimper, but she hadn't felt something that big in forever. It was a massive 8 incher at least, and she was ashamed by the weird sensation that now rested upon her. Her whole life, mom had been very loyal to dad, and been a typical Indian housewife. But it felt like lately, in fact since last couple of years, mom was not happy with dad's performance. But nevertheless, it didn't bother up until today, when she felt Charith's massive dick. She now tried her best to stay still without letting him give any more opportunities.

And after a long 45 mins, the lunch break finally ended. Charith told mom to come out of the fridge since no one was there now. Mom, relieved, that it is finally over now stepped out of the fridge. But to her dismay, she was stuck deep in the fridge. She tried jittering around, trying her best to come out but she was stuck. I came to the spot to see mom's condition and tried pulling her out but no success. Finally, Charith said he will try to pull her out. Saying that, he closely gripped mom by her waist slowly moving his hands up now near his breast now hear her breast. His crotch touched mom's butt, as he even slowly grinded her from her skirt. Mom was shocked, as he moved his hands now groping mom' breast while pulling her out of the fridge. He held the soft boobs in his hands and squished them completely as he finally pulled her out. Mom whimpered and let out a groan as she finally came out of the fridge. It seemed unclear whether her obnoxious noise was because of coming out of the fridge, or because what Charith just did. But a look of content told me the reason for her groan.

Mom finally stood up, a bit chilly, glaring back at Charith. But to everyone's surprise, she didn't argue or shout back at her. It seemed she didn't have the courage or capacity to argue with him anymore. She just gave him a look of warning, and left the café with me.

Seeing her walk away now, Charith had to come up with something quick. He called out mom and pointed out that since this incident has taken place in school grounds, he would have to report the entire incident to school stating what happened. Absolutely horrified now, mom ran back to him and told him not to tell anyone about it. She didn't want to add any more shame to this already embarrassing event.

That's' when Charith played his trick. He told mom that in order to prevent that from happening mom would have to work him at the coffee shop for a week. This way she can be termed as an employee and that case wouldn't have to be reported. Mom was found dumbfounded. After the marriage, she hadn't worked for 20 years and she was a devoted housewife. Working like this ta the café, would not only require a new leap of faith but also her lying from dad because she cannot tell hi about the job. Charith told mom that was the inly way otherwise he would have to report the incident now. Having no option left, mom fell for his bluff, and agreed to do the job.

In his usual demanding tone he told mom that she would be provided 2 outfits for her work. One outfit provided by the school which she would wear at break times when customers come to the coffee shop. Whereas, the other one would be another outfit outside break times when coffee house is empty. When mom questioned him, that why the 2 fits he replied rudely 'That's what I want and that's how it is going to be'. Without having an sort of authority, mom still was sceptical of this whole situation but still had to agree to not escalate the things going to school. She loved me more than anything in the world, and couldn't risk anything at last year of my school. Obviously I just stood there, quietly witnessing the whole scene daring not to say a word.