“Watch your mouth Pallabi honey.” Gargi wanted to be strict, but it was pretty weak.
Actually Gargi and her husband both used those vulgar words pretty freely. So how could she fuss at her daughter too much, just enough to seem to object.
She smiled at her beautiful children and knew she was lucky to have such good children. They were never in trouble in school or college, made excellent grades, were loving and considerate. And to top of it, all off they had foregone almost all normal expenses…. most teens required. She was proud of them. She had meant to apologize to them for embarrassing them. Guess that wasn’t necessary.
She looked over at her son and said, “You cool with it too, honey?”
“Yeah Mamoni,” and he smiled naughtily as he said, “It was however pretty educational too.”
Gargi knew that her son was talking about looking at her pussy. She blushed… smiled… and then all three of them were laughing in each other’s arms on the couch.
After a few minutes Palash said, “Mamoni, you know you’ve so many fans and my friends really like your films and serials. So do you suppose I could take you to school for show and tell my friends? The guys would surely love it.”
With that the laughter rolled again. Then Gargi hugged her son and kissed his lips lightly. But she was surprised when his soft young male lips parted sexily.
And did she just imagine feeling his tongue? She pulled back frowning as she moved over. She then hugged and kissed her daughter… with the same thing and the same question in her mind afterwards. She ran them off to their rooms shaking her head in disbelief.
Then she thought, “Forget it girl, you have bigger worries than a little tongue kissing from your children.”
Gargi then retired to her bed to ponder what she was going to tell her daughter. How could she tell her husband that she had finally gotten tired of hunting her roles in films or other show business jobs. And at last being fade up, she had started her new career as a high class callgirl and let her first customer, a Arab stud to fuck her.
Earlier she had rejected this type of offer numerous times. But this one was totally different. The thing that had been different this time was….she was able to earn Rs. 2,00,000/- just in one hour and along with that there was 100% security and secrecy of her illicit profession.
Laying there she relived the last week at work, culminating in the last hour that day. When it came down to it, she had found it easier than she ever imagined to cheat on husband. She liked her first customer, Jamal Khan…… he was cute, too young to be her son, very nice and sexy looking. If she had not been married to Goutam, she might have married him anyway.
And she was always sooo horny lately. He had already booked her for next seven days with an advance of Rs. 10 lakh, with his blind fascination about her body. It had increased each day for the entire week. She had reacted positively as his fucking techniques and variety of nasty adventures amazed her a great.