The Neighbor’s uncle Embrace my mother

As I climbed the stairs, my breath caught in my throat. The curtain to the room was billowing slightly in the breeze, and there, on the double bed, was my mother with another man! My heart pounded as I realized it was Gupta Uncle, our neighbor.

I wanted to scream but no sound escaped my lips. I stood frozen, unable to move.

Gupta Uncle was holding my mother’s legs open, his large penis thrust deep inside her. My mother’s saree had ridden up, revealing her blouse which was unbuttoned. She was moaning softly and seemed to be enjoying herself immensely.

My father couldn’t climb the stairs because of his broken back, and I hadn’t told him I was coming home. We had spoken earlier today, and I hadn’t mentioned anything about visiting. If not for the fight with my boyfriend, I wouldn’t have come home at all. He had been particularly rude to me, calling me names and comparing me to a dog.

I felt so ashamed and betrayed. My mother was having sex with another man while I was away.

Gupta Uncle groaned loudly, “Ahhhhhhh!” His words snapped me out of my shock. I quickly moved aside, trying to hide. Then, I peeked again. Gupta Uncle was kissing my mother’s face and thrusting harder.