I went to the living room where he was seated. Papa asked “what have you decided Uma”? I could not look at him because of shame, so I looked at the floor and asked “papa is it still hurting”?
He said “yes” grabbing it over his pyjamas as if trying to show me. I asked “if I use my hands to help you will it solve your problem”? He said “absolutely yes Uma, why? Have you made up your mind to help me”?
I nodded my head in affirmative. He got up and hugged me, I broke away saying “I did not agree to this papa”. Papa did not try hugging me again, he asked “can we quickly go to the bathroom now”?
I nodded yes. He went towards your bathroom and I followed behind him. He was about to lock the door, I said “papa no one is going to come and mummy is sleeping anyway. So please leave the door open”.
He stood facing the commode and looked at me. I stood by his side and undid the strings of his pyjamas letting it fall to his feet. His erection was at full mast inside his inners stretching the elastic like a bungee band.
I held the sides of his undies and pulled them down with difficulty because of his erect boner. His cock sprang into view reminding me of yours. He was identical in all dimensions to yours.
I thought to myself “like father like son”. The moment I held it papa let out a loud Aah. I let go and asked “papa did I hurt you”? He grabbed my hand putting it back around his cock saying “no Uma, your hands felt awesome. Please continue”.
I tried stroking it but in my current position and me being right handed was finding it difficult. So I stood on his right side and started stroking him. Papa was constantly letting out moans of pleasure now.
Even though this was a very awkward situation to be in, my arousal was quickly climbing to its peak. I was now giving him a hand job with equal passion. I was bending to do it comfortably and when I looked up at him.
He was enjoying the unhindered view of my tits thru the opening of my kurta. Our eyes met but he did not look away. Then looking away, I asked “papa are you close”?
He said “not yet Uma, but please don’t stop. Your hands are feeling heavenly”. I was getting tired bending and doing in this position for so long, so I sat on my heels and resumed.
I was very fascinated that even past the ten minutes mark papa was not close to his release. I was trying to imagine how he must have worked on mummy last night that he ended up giving her back pain.
I was now enjoying giving him the hand job as much as he was enjoying getting it. A long while later I said “papa my arms are tired. how much longer do I need to continue doing”?
Papa exclaimed “just a little more Uma, I am nearing my release”. Soon he shot his cum like a fountain all over the place including a few drops on me. His body shook like someone had used a taser on him.
After he was done he looked at me with a very satisfied smile, he said “thank you Uma, you have no idea how much you have helped me today”. I said “that’s ok papa, just don’t talk about this to anyone”.
He said “are you mad Uma? This is not something you can tell anyone about. This will remain our secret forever”. I got up cleaning his cum drops from my face and clothes while he also washed and cleaned.