I also gained some senses now and hurriedly went outside the room and ran to my own room.
I closed the door behind me and fell on my bed. This all had happened so fast and so unexpected that my heart was pumping as if I had run miles together.
After some minutes rest, my thinking power came back and I started thinking about what has just happened.
This was the first time in my young life that I had seen my own Ammijaan naked. Not only naked but with a candle in her cunt (Choot) and she fucking herself with it.
As soon as the scene, came before my eyes, my cock (Lund) became erect as a steel rod. Now I was thinking of my own Ammijaan and my hand automatically went inside my pant and I started fondling with my erect cock.
But after 2-3 minutes I came out of room. Ammijaan was still in her room, and it was closed from inside.
She was really ashamed with the unexpected situation and could not come out and face me. I also could not face her, so I went to drawing room and sat there.
Half an passed, but Ammijaan was so ashamed that still she could not come out of her room.
Then suddenly main door opened and my sister Aamna came in. She asked me, “Imran Bhai! Why are you sitting like this? Where is mother? Are you alright?”
I tried to speak as if everything is normal and said, “Aamna Baji! I was feeling a bit unwell, so I came a bit early today. Ammijaan is in her room, perhaps taking rest or sleeping.”
Aamna, as usual was in rough mood. She irritatingly said,” Is this a time to rest or sleep?” . Then she shouted in a high voice and called mother.
Now Ammijaan could not remain in her room long. She came out and was rubbing her eyes pretending as if she was sleeping.
Ammijaan could not make eye contact with me. She came to my sister and told her that she was resting and then took her to kitchen to prepare dinner.
Even at dinner or afterwards, Ammijaan was feeling so ashamed and not looking in my side.
She was fearing that I may not tell anything to my sister, who was very stern in nature.
Next day was Sunday and no office for me. Ammijaan was at her usual silent. She was not talking to me. There was a icy silent between both of us. She was avoiding looking or talking to me. She was very ashamed.
At about 10, my sister went to bathroom to have a bath. Ammijaan was standing in kitchen then. As she saw, Aamna going in for bath, she came to me. Her face was red with shame and she was looking towards the floor. She said in a low voice, “Imran Beta! I want to talk to you.”
I was silent and could understand that she wanted to talk about yesterday’s incident. So I nodded my head only. She slowly spoke, “Imran! I don’t know what to say? I am so sorry, for what happened yesterday. Please forgive your mother. It will not happen again. Please don’t tell anything to your sister. I don’t know what to say, but I feel so lonely and sad without your Abbajaan. I am also a living person with some physical needs and desires. I am not so old yet. I have to do something for my needs. Your father is not alive and I can not go to any other man. But nothing can be done, I am not so old yet, but don’t know how to satisfy myself and that makes me sad. So in the heat of need for sex and sadness, I committed yesterday’s mistake. Please forgive your Ammijaan and don’t feel bad for me. Please don’t tell anybody about it.”