Now I was horny and desperate to get a glimpse of her hopefully with less clothes on. So I mustered up some courage and went back after a good few minutes. Surprisingly her door was not locked and left ajar so I peeped inside.
To my luck Anjali stepped out of her bathroom with a towel wrapped around her holding what seemed like her freshly washed bra and panty. She had a second towel wrapped around her hair.
This sight was so erotic and mesmerizing because today was the first time I was seeing her like this. The towel around her was tucked in the valley between her big tits. Because of this the top half of her plump tits were on display.
This scene gave me an instant boner. Lucky me she did not turn towards the door or she would have caught me peeping. So before anything else could go wrong, I quickly rushed to my room and jerked off to a big load of cum.
After jerking off and getting more tips, I went back to her room. I knocked on her door even though it was ajar. I said “Anjali lunch is ready. Please come and have it”. She was very happy that I had prepared all her favorite dishes.
After lunch she retired to her room. I knocked again after I finished clearing the table and doing the dishes. Anjali said “come in papa”. I entered and sat on the chair opposite her. She was on the bed again feeding my grandson covered with a veil.
I saw she was wearing a night gown now. I started off with a normal conversation but slowly changed to her feeding problem. I asked “so what was the problem that you were mentioning to Hansh that your son is not drinking enough of your milk”?
Anjali was shocked listening to this, she said “papa how did you know about this”? I replied “last time when you were talking to Hansh I was passing by your door, so I accidentally overheard it”. She was clearly very embarrassed now.
She softly said “papa don’t worry. There is no such problem”. I was persistent, I said “you can tell me openly Anjali, maybe I will be able to help find you a solution”. She again said “don’t worry papa, I don’t have any problem”.
Seeing her unrelenting I decided to switch back to her bedroom life and asked her again about it. During all this, my grandson was noisily feeding on her nipple making slurping sounds. This sound was driving me even more horny.
With great difficulty I was trying to maintain my focus on our conversation. She said “papa please let’s talk about something else. Please understand I am not comfortable discussing my bedroom problems with you. I know how much you love me and can go to any length for my sake. But please let’s not talk about this”.
Keeping my guru’s advice in mind because we had already planned for this outcome, I changed the topic. I said “you have no idea how much loneliness has been killing me. There are times it drives me to depression”.
Anjali said “yes I understand papa, after mom left you have become very lonely. But dad and daughter should not be having such conversations”. I replied “if that is what is stopping you from talking to me freely then stop calling me papa. Look at me as your best friend Anjali”.