I waited till my cock returned to its normal size and went to the well to wash up. It had been a long time since I took a bath at the well. I’ve always loved to take bath in the cool waters of the well, even during winters. It looked like it wasn’t used much, especially since we had a tapped water connection to our house.
Ours was one of the older houses in the village and we had a nice plot behind the house where mom grew some vegetables and had a well for water supply. My dad had gone to Dubai for work some ten years ago and he hadn’t come home or contacted us for the past 4 years. Someone we knew told us that he had a new family in Dubai so he didn’t come back. He had saved some money for my higher education in the bank, and mom worked as a teacher in the village school, so our life continued somehow. In the beginning, mom would cry a lot and everytime I came home during semester holidays, I would console her. But she had gotten better over time and we had almost completely forgotten about dad.
When I used to console her, she would always wonder why she didn’t have a husband like me. I guess, it was during those troubled time that my feelings for her grew. I saw her more as a woman who had her own needs. I once even caught her fingering her pussy, and quietly jerked off seeing her that way without her knowledge last year when I had come home.
As I was drawing water from the well, mom came out, now wearing a light pink colour saree and drying her hair with the same towel I had pulled from her body just a few minutes ago.
“What are you doing there?” mom asked
“Taking a bath” I told her, removing my shirt and pants. I was just in my boxers. I noticed mom eyeing my body.
“Come take a bath inside, I’ll heat up the water for you” mom said, walking towards me.
“No it’s fine mom. I like it here.” I said, drawing the water from the well. I saw her trying to walk through the damp ground that had turned wet and muddy due to last night’s rain. As careful as she was, she stepped on a patch of algae, and slipped. I immediately caught her, but I too lost my footing and we both fell on the wet ground and our bodies became muddy.
“Are you okay mom?” I asked, deliberately touching all over her body. “Are you hurt anywhere?” I asked.
“No, I’m fine. I’m fine.” Mom said, and began getting up. But she slipped again and fell. Her pallu came undone, giving me a clear view of her milky cleavage, now covered in chocolatey mud. I stood up carefully, and helped mom stand up.
We both started laughing hard. “Che, this was a nice saree, look what happened.” She said, shaking her pallu. I glanced at her cleavage and her globules thievingly. Mom noticed me and gave me a shy smile.
“What are you looking at? You have already seen everything.” She said and winked at me.
“Yeah mom, I’ve only seen it, I haven’t done anything yet.” I said and winked back at her. She blushed and lifted her hand to slap my shoulder gently. I quickly turned away and mom again lost her balance. Luckily, I held her hand and gripped her waist this time, steadying her.
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