‘How can you when neither I have touched nor kissed them,’ he said cupping her small breasts in both hands. Then caressing them softly and tweaking her nipple ‘will you not hug me Mom,’ he asked.
‘So you are not going to let me go unless I hug you,’ saying it she moved closer and putting her arms around him and drawing him closer she hugged him.
‘Yes I have been craving to hug you all along,’ he replied holding her in his arms.
‘Why, had you not had me in your arms earlier?’ she asked.
‘Yes but to have you in my arms lying down on bed is different,’ he said pulling her up on top of him.
‘Why what difference does it make? Isn’t it the same me and the same you,’ she said getting excited on lying on top of him.
‘It makes a world of difference and the difference is there for you to take note of,’ he said pulling her lower body on to his hardness.
‘Why do you men have to be so mean? Can you not propose in a better way?’ she asked lying fully on top of him and snuggling his hardness beneath her belly.
‘Had I asked you point blank would you have accepted?’ he asked grasping her in both hands and kissing her passionately.
‘Should you not have tried,’ and thinking for a moment she said. ‘Even if I had said no it would have had a different meaning.’
‘Then shall I take your answer as yes now,’ he asked caressing her lips.
‘When you have not asked me how can you jump to conclusion,’ she replied biting his finger.
Pushing his finger deep into her mouth ‘is it necessary I should ask such a question. Can you not understand why he is knocking at your door?’ he asked pressing his erectness on her soft hot belly.
‘How should I know what that dirty fellows intentions are?’ she replied.
‘Now you call him dirty but when he starts pleasuring you, your words fail to praise him,’ he said as he started tugging her sari.
‘It seems you don’t understand what I say. Did I not say that if we say no it means yes and vice versa,’ she replied.
‘So dirty means lovable and if it is so why don’t you shower some love on him,’ he asked pulling out her sari.
‘What do you think I have been doing? Have I not nuzzled him on the warmest, softest part of my body? If this is not like showering love then I don’t know what it can be,’ she replied.
‘Yes you have showered some love and I think he has gone crazy,’ he said as he started pushing down her slip.
‘Is that why he is throbbing?’ she asked biting his earlobe.
‘Lodged in the comfort zone of the most gorgeous woman if he does throb where do you think he would’ he said pushing her slip down her thighs.
‘When he is so comfortably lodged then why are you pulling my slip,’ she asked as hot waves lashed through her body.
‘It’s the turn of my dirty eyes,’ he said.
‘Why, have they not seen what a woman has down there?’ she asked biting her lips.
‘No and they have even failed to visualize how it would look like,’ he replied as his hands slipped under her panties.
Recapping his life spent in that small village which does not even have power ‘yes how can they have,’ she uttered softly.