Naturally it compelled her to pass several sleepless nights. Not only that…. for the last two weeks, either he didn’t come back from his work…. staying at ‘Hotel Sandhyatara’ or at Tarunbabu’s house. Sometimes she thought it was due to Tarunbabu’s hot and attractive wife Sandhya. But other times she guessed a new big budget movie was taken by Tarunbabu and as a Cameraman he would have to assist him all the time.
However, the most puzzling moment was the hot sex sessions of her stepson and new DIL that occurred next to her bedroom almost every night and it made herself even more horny. He was a twenty-one years old stud…. only doing what most young men wanted to do, so it shouldn’t have angered her.
But it did. Yes, hearing him having sex with his young wife was like a dagger to her heart. And most of the time she managed to put her sexual frustration to one side….. but whenever she heard her Step-Son’s grunting, and his wife’s blissful moaning, it was impossible to bear that.
Actually Probhaboti didn’t want to hear them too…. she strongly rejected that taboo idea. She thought, as a mother….. although not real, she shouldn’t do that.
But like others, she would have the same intention about peeping at their bedroom door with a hand between her legs so that she could finger herself and satisfy temporarily. She couldn’t do that in fear she might be caught red handed.
So in her own master bedroom, she was with her second husband next to her….. turning over and over in a sleepless way. He was fast asleep, oblivious to the passionate noises that his son and daughter-in-law were making in the next room.
For Probhaboti, sleep was now totally impossible, it was going to be torture until they’d finished. And because both Rahim and his wife were young, Probhaboti realized she would have to endure it for a long time. At last when their love-making reached it’s peak, it became a cacophony of sound, with the creaking bed…. taking the lead role.
Probhaboti groaned in frustration, and finally gaining a courage, slowly she rose from her bed without disturbing her sleeping husband. Then leaving her bedroom, she moved towards Rahim’s bedroom and now she could hear them clearly. She was highly aroused, but there was no outlet to her pent-up passion. She was as frustrated as she was when she was a widow.
The doors of Rahim’s bedroom was slightly ajar as Probhaboti peered inside with a beating heart. First she noticed the same Malayalam blue-film was running on the TV while Rahim and his wife Soma were hugging one another and watched the film with great interest….. sitting on the couch in front of the TV.
She noticed Rahim’s fingers dabbled with Soma’s pussy and clit, while she jerked his dick up and down slowly. His eyes were glued to the screen, as he watched a stud with a eight inch cock bang the shit out of a beautiful Malayalam woman.
Rahim felt his sperm building from the pleasure his wife was giving him, as he slipped his fingers into her wet pussy. Just as he felt he was ready to cum he caught a movement in the mirror of his dressing table. As he peered into the darkened reflection, he felt his heart stop. There was his stepmother standing against the door in her red satin Maxi-gown.