Reddi ji came in and sat on that large sofa on right of Mr. Sen and I went to love seat on left of Mr. Sen. In that way I was near and opposite to my mother. That made Reddi ji directly in front of my wife.

I was seeing him first time after that horrible incidence in the wedding function but he appeared better composed today. His large wheatish body was not sweating but as usual his hairy chest was visible through his cloths.

He wore white sports shirt below a dark black blazer that had three large shining brass buttons but none of them was used. He did not put tie and had pulled out his shirt's large collar over his blazer and folded them over it. His top button of shirt was also open. He had shark white pant that was little loose and his testicles countered below his leg cloths.

His face was reasonably wide but appeared slightly extended to neck with a pair of thick male lips and those thin moustaches of four to five millimeter hairs were best suited to his frame. He had sharp eyebrows and his hairs were moderately dense and combed backwards making his broad forehead dominating over his face.

The broad shoulders and flat strong tummy were quite muscular as happens with gym lovers. He wore black calf lather sandals in his big feet.

The other feature that attracted me was the pair of his huge thighs that was almost double thick than mine. I thought a while that they were made stronger to give better support to hanging weight of his huge genitals. He saw at my mother who was sitting at his diagonal left and submissively folded his hands. She replied folding her hands too and also gracefully leaning towards him.

Mother was now in late fifties and always looked a refined elder lady. She wore a pink blouse and white sari with streak pink borders and had medium sized golden button type earrings pinned to her earlobes. A long golden chain that had black beads in between in her neck went up to her busts. Her hairs still reasonably black were folded in a bun on the back of her head.

His eyes moved right and passed though Mrs. Sen to my wife wearing that black kurta and white thing slawar. In this hush up I had forgotten about her. I too looked at her. She sat cross-legged, sinking her back on that cozy sofa and arms half full of black glass bangles were folded in each other displaying her a reserved female beauty.

She looking as if suddenly a hot wind from Reddi ji had melted her in a sex object. Her eyes were at ground to ignore eyes of the man in her front.

Her right thigh was crossed above her left thigh so on her left the long side slit in her kurta had made black kurta fallen on seat. Although her thin black duppata [About a meter cloth for covering bosoms] nicely covered her killing bosoms but the display of the sides of her white slawar tightly warped over her thigh's pulpy rounds with her overhanging feet in black sandals was mouth watering.

Believe me! With that look she had the capacity to make a real man to cum in his pant with out even touching her.

Seeing her like that, Reddi ji's face displayed colors of extreme temptations but he quickly composed him before he was caught publicly. Her face had become sexily heavy.

I recalled my wife kissing his mock penis in morning and though of his luck! Last day I had given hint to Mr. Sen that if Reddi ji wanted womanly pleasures from my wife or from any lady he should show better respects for s females. Tonight definitely he was showing better control over his wild passions.

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He smilingly looked at me and said, "How are you, man?"

Lowering my eyes I said," Very nice sir."

"I hope you had useful discussions with Mr. Sen during last days," He said, "we are much looking at you for results."

I said just raising eyes," I will do best of me sir."

He then turned to Sen," I hope we will talk on that report for Pretoria. I shall be meeting Mabuto on Friday. I think there appear no overlaps this time."

"There are certain more points I would like you to know tomorrow about that New Delhi group." Sen replied curiously.

While they talked I continued to look at my wife and once while our eyes met. I gave her a discrete admiring look but she avoided her eyes.

Mrs. Sen turning her right spoke to my mother, "Actually aunty, Reddi ji is going abroad so we planned a dinner for him and wanted to give him biggest surprise but...," She teasingly looked in Reddi ji's eyes for half a minute and then glancing at me said," a real treat would depend on his patience."

Then she again turned her eyes to Reddi ji and asked him," Have you put every thing in roll."

"Yes madam." He replied with a smile that came to him first time since he came.

Mother looked at him and gracefully said," You are going that long for fifteen days!"

He appeared gratified to hear her speaking," Aunty for a month."

"For a month! I thought it was for a week or so." Mother too was surprised like me.

"Initially it was for ten days but only today evening it has been extended like that."

"Where are you going.You always remain busy." Mother asked.

He said showing apparent regard to that elder lady, " From here I shall go South Africa and then to Nigeria, Ghana, Turkey. After that I plan to stay for a week to Mauritius before going Europe. I shall be here next month."

Mention of Mauritius had distinct effect on mother and me too. She said softly," I have been at Mauritius. My very near cousin lives there. They are in Port Louis."

This raised Reddi ji's curiosity," Really when? That's a paradise."

Mother said," After my marriage she invited me."

Mrs. Sen who was hearing this conversation said naughtily," You went for honeymoon, aunty?"

Mother smiling slapped her back.

Sen interrupted," It is place only for honeymoon."

Mrs. Sen said," Why don't you go there?"

"Alone?" Sen asked.

Mrs. Sen said to her husband, "I have seen you can make honeymoon at other's cost." Then she lightly hold my wife's arm and looking at Reddi ji, spoke mischievously," I will tell you later Radii ji about what he was doing with...!"

The air of room was turning sexy.

I didn't know how my mother understood that but I noticed a bond of affinity was gradually forming between her and Reddi ji.

Mother looked at Reddi ji and asked," Mrs. Sen was saying that your wife is living at Bombay."

There was a momentarily silence. I lightly kneeled forward and looked at my extreme right to Reddi Ji. A cloud of pain crossed his eyes.

He looked at my mother and she too felt his pain. She waved him to come near to her. He stood and slowly walked and dragging a cushioned stool sat just left to my mother's seat.

In that processes he was now almost in front of me and near also.

She affectionately placed her hand on his back.

He said, a suffering was apparent in his eyes," She had taken Tinny and I have not seen her in three years."

"Have you talked her...I mean your wife?" She asked keeping her hand on his back.

'No I have not even seen them."

"But why should she do that?" Mother asked him puzzled.

Suddenly I remembered some one told me that she left because she was not able to bear his excessive fucking. Was he correct!

Mrs. Sen tapped the arm of my mother and said, "I told you that day. She is thin and physically not like him...not able to sleep with him...I mean...as his woman. "

I saw a blush came to her face as Mother quickly recalled.

There was again a deadly silence in the room. Sen was quite far from them to hear and was stealing glances on my wife who had full ears on conversation. Apparently he didn't feel much interested in his wife's exertions to his friend's miseries.

Mother spoke again in low pitch," If you wish I may meet and talk her. At least you should get your daughter. "

Mrs. Sen intervened," Aunty, six months back Mr. Sen and I went Bombay and I met her alone to find a solution. The problem is physical... She is not averse to him otherwise. "

After a longer silence Mrs. Sen spoke again in voice hardly distinguishable to me," She says that he is a terrific man and it is impossible for her to make physical contact with him. She used to come occasionally to him with their daughter and tried...I mean... sleep alone in the same house but it was not possible for him to hold him and he began forcing..."

She continued in same pitch of words, " I told her to at least send her daughter but she said how a small girl could live there alone while her father is so occupied and mostly travelling."

Hearing her, mother became notably thoughtful. I saw Reddi ji was looking at ground and had pressed his legs tightly in each other with his both hands in between them. My wife's face was also had a peculiar shade. Mr. Sen was still not in audible range.

Mrs. Sen glanced at Reddi ji and again spoke," He rarely sleeps in nights and I know he weeps." She continued," As a self discipline he kept his eyes away from every women for complete three years, till...I told you about that aunty. "

Mother thoughtfully turned her eyes right at Reddi ji and said," Have you thought to marry another woman? "

Mrs. Sen replied on behalf of her husband's boss & friend, "It is not possible aunty, unless she divorces him. You know tedious Indian divorce laws. That would entirely tear him and poor Tinny. It is difficult to decide. "

Mother said grimly," I think there are solutions for every thing." She lightly put her fingers on Mrs. Sen's right arm and said sympathetically," But it is no fault of Reddi ji if God had built is him like that. Man should be proud of his strength. "

Mrs. Sen still holding my wife's arms by her other hand spoke calculatedly," I talked her about that, aunty and there is some light. She could live here and would not object if he sleeps with some woman to relieve him once a while in a week.