My Sister and the Tenant

Around 7 months later, she had her baby. They named him Mohit but whenever she was alone with him, she would call him Kartar. Especially, when she breastfed him. She lost her usual charm and became a perennially sad woman. She moved a lot with her family and stopped visiting us altogether.

2 years later, they had another baby. Not that I’m implying anything, but her husband was posted in Punjab at that moment. Just a few KMs away from Kartar Singh’s village.

Our father is now retired and lives alone in the same house. I’m married and love my wife and child. But like I said in the beginning, I can’t fuck her without thinking of all those wild night between Kartar Singh and my sister. Maybe, I’ll never forget those moments!

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