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know of his wayward ways of gambling and womanizing. A young Reena was shattered and
threatened legal action. I knew that even my husband was a part of it from time to time but I wasn't
bold enough to confront him. As typical Indian housewives, we were always taught to keep our
husband's whims and fancies on a pedestal higher than ours. The wife was expected to make
sacrifices and Reena was forced to opt out of a divorce when their families intervened. But what I
respected Reena was for the way she fought off her darkest days. She was cunning and smart. She
convinced her husband to put up a beauty parlor for her so that she can run it and keep herself busy.
And when her little daughter became of schooling age, she made it look like a mutual decision of
both Kunal and her to send her away to a good boarding school abroad. She didn't want her child to
be brought up in a house like hers. She also gained the freedom from the observant eyes of a young
child. Now, after 25 years, her business had grown manifold and she was a popular woman in most
of the high society circles. And over the course of time, she had become the ultimate seductress of
handsome young men. I was jealous of the way she manages everything so perfectly.
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"There's another handsome man down there too, you know...which brings us to the main topic." She
took a sip of her wine. "Come on, Spill the beans!"
"I'm not sure of it, Reena. Maybe it's all in my head." Never have I ever felt so conflicted in my life.
I took a large swig from my glass too.
"Nonsense! You already told me that he wants it. And we are past the discussion whether you want
it or not. So tell me about yesterday." Reena questioned me.
"I'm not sure, Reena. I'm just not sure. And about yesterday, he was actually telling me about how
Vivek was not looking after me well. That's all." I lied.
"But you said he hinted at something..." She shot me a quizzical look but only received a few
moments of silence from me.
"Darling. Darling. I just want to help to get a push for you. And you know me! You told me he kept
looking at you when you wanted him to. Did he try to feel you?"
"No he didn't!" I snapped back. "I think I raised him better than that. "I smiled and continued. "But I
was sure that he was watching me that time."
"You want him, he wants you. You're 46 years old. You're horny. You don't want to go outside for a
good pounding. Add things up, Sweetie." Reena concluded.
"I'm worried about his future. All mothers are. He has to find a young girl." What I told her was
really my biggest fear. More than anything else in the world, I do not want my son to be scarred for
life. I don't want to imagine the consequences if something went wrong even a tiny bit. It surely
wasn't as simple as the mothers and sons in the erotica that I was experimenting with my readings.
The biggest person in my life was my son, and I couldn't risk my assumptions by means of testing
the waters. I hated myself for worrying constantly.
"He is a grown up man. Let me tell you that. He is capable of making his own decisions." I had
praised about my son to her on how he stood up for himself when he changed his college.
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ilies and friends in close contact. It can be so complicated. My world is smaller than yours."
"You always think a lot, you know. Sometimes more than required. Life is not that difficult once
you start seeing things in a more happy way. You know the things I have went through..." Reena
looked at me like a teacher who made her point very clear.
I couldn't get anything to say back. Reena was right. She was more of a big sister to me than my
actual one. There was a long pause in our conversation till Reena broke it.
"You know what darling." She took a long breath. "Maybe I'm too excited about it."
"No, it's ok." I looked down at the gathering down below. "Besides, Male model there looks a lot
inviting too."
"Ummhmm... He does. But maybe he has a girlfriend..." A tinge of jealousy dribbled all over the
last words.
"Did that ever stop you, seductress? I think not." I pushed her empty hand playfully with mine.
Very recently, Reena had a hired a hunk of a man named Rahul in her beauty parlor just to get her
hands on him. He was a young man from Delhi who just turned 25 and was married only a week
before. I still remember seeing him on his first day, every bit of scared and cautious at his new
workplace. Reena fired him after a month or so because he couldn't match up to the high standards
his job demanded of him. But that was only after she had denied his wife of all his attention and
energy. She would tell me all the tiny details of how much of a stud he turned out to be. I remember
once when she told that she had to be careful when sitting down for dinner with her husband. Her
pussy was so sore from the pounding that Rahul gave her the previous day.
"I don't think it will." She winked.
"Ok, be right back. I need to talk to the servants about getting the dinner ready. We don't want them
to get too drunk and miss their flights." And Reena took my leave.
I took a moment to enjoy the soothing breeze. My eyes wandered back to the lawn below. I saw my
son nodding and laughing at the discussions that were going down there. He was clearly out of
place amidst the company of his father's friends. I could see that he was trying very hard not to get
bored. Yesterday's incident came rolling back into my mind. I couldn't possibly tell Reena all that
and that's why I kept quiet. She was right about me giving him subtle flashes around the house. But
those were only recent recollections. It had also become the most exciting part of my day for the
last three months or so.
What I hid from Reena was the responses from my son's part. I was always very protective of him. I
wanted her and everyone else to only see him as the sweet innocent boy that he was. It would
change their perspective of him if I shared his reactions. Long before I began to dish out the
occasional teases, I would notice that my son would steal long glances at me. I could feel the heat
from his eyes on different parts of my body. Blaming his youth and raging hormones, I turned a
blind eye like every mother would have done. But lately, His actions were becoming bolder. His
demeanor had become manlier. And after the fallout with his father, he had started acting more
assertive towards me. It was yesterday that he told me that he wanted to take care of me better than
my husband would. Considering that he knew the domestic situation inside our house, there was
very less room for misinterpretation. That time, I could only smile back nervously and act like I
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was then that I saw Reena come into my view. I watched her call them for dinner and I looked at
her as she walked back into the house. She would come back any moment now. I returned my gaze
back to the crowd. This time, my eyes locked with my son's. He was already looking at me. I bore
into his eyes knowing that we have communicated far more than what we have actually talked. A
part of me was forcefully making myself believe that nothing has changed between me and my son,
though deep down inside I knew that wasn't the case.
"Dinners ready!" Reena shouted from the balcony door. "Come on in. I'll have to attend to the
kitchen." She disappeared as quickly as she popped in.
The Dining room was looking beautiful. It took a grander look with the new wooden paneling and
all the works. We all took to the buffet and I chose a seat next to the host in the rectangular dining
table. I glanced at my son a few times but he was not paying attention. The other were busy talking
about the delicious spread which Reena had made for us.
"Eat as much as you want. You won't be getting home cooked meals for quite some time now." She
taunted. As much as Reena was a working woman, she had this amazing talent in cooking such
delicious dishes.
"We are going to miss your food for sure, Reena." Came a woozy reply from Kunal's business
partner. Everyone was enjoying themselves but I somehow ate less amount than usual. I didn't have
much of an appetite the whole day. The dinner finished quickly and the desserts even quicker. The
night was finally winding up.
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"I'll call when you when I reach there and settle down." My husband spoke as he came to escort us
to our car. We were the first to leave.
"Yes, call me. And have a safe trip." I avoided eye contact and gave him the compulsory goodbye
hug. So did my son. We said our goodbyes to the rest of them as well and drove away. Prateek was
driving and I sat on the passenger seat in the front. I knew the drive home would be a quick one
with the roads almost deserted at this time of night. It was almost 12 now. When a few minutes of
silence settled inside the car, I decided to change that.
"What time do you have college, son?" I clearly remember him telling my husband that he had a
class early in the morning but I couldn't find anything to ask him in the moment.
"I don't, mom. I'm skipping tomorrow's class since there's only one lecture." Confused, I looked
straight down the road as he maneuvered the steering wheel on the winding road. I heard that in a
different way though, that my son was saying he can stay up all night if wanted to and that he
deliberately hid that fact from his father.
"Ok, son." I squirmed in my seat. It made me think about the rift between the two men in my house.
"Son, I wanted to tell you something." I hesitated for a while.
"Sure, mom." He replied.
"I know you and dad are not getting along well lately." I paused. "Ever since you told us about the
decision you made, I can see that his attitude towards you has not been so good. But as I told you

 

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