As I sat on my single seater they noticed me and quickly resumed their normal positions. Ruchi brought her duppata on her bosoms.

I thought of Reddi ji and felt that his agonies were more complex than they appeared. Once he had my mother on his side he was likely to get my wife off and on just to divert his sexual force from his incongruous wife.

Mother appeared to be endorsing him, but she meant reunion of his family and did not see such adjustment as a fun instrument.

If that went well it would not be one nightstand and she would be living with him in quite often. This would invite serious female envious and other conflicts from his wife even if she agreed for such compromises in first time. Further that could not be hidden from people for longer time.

I was not hopeful for any greater relief to his family life.

However I was aware that Reddi ji was a simple and knowledgeable man. The other thing I realized was that his apparent friend Mr. Sen was ditching him and as a matter of fact all of us.

I felt, I too was beginning to nourish an admiring outlook for Reddi ji. Any remaining traces of my personal hostility against him had strangely evaporated.

It was nearing 10:55 of that fiery night and steaming kitchen works were gradually odorizing the room.

Sen was still inside of house. Mrs. Sen noticing that Sen had not come back summarily looked at me and asked about her husband. I told her that he too wanted to freshen and may just be following.

She then turned her eyes towards the couple at her left. They both now sat in reasonably acceptable positions but their faces were lit in passion that had been charging them. Reddi ji was still somewhat leaning towards my wife and she was half-sunk in sofa while her eyes were closing in weightiness.

Mrs. Sen making her a bit erect and raising her hips from sofa turned her head back towards kitchen and spoke in better audible words, " I think food seems fixed up..." Then looking at Reddi ji she said, " unfortunately you have preciously 30 minutes... if she wish to see your miniature world."

She then stood from her prolonged sitting and straightening her legs walked to kitchen. I had my face apparently towards the gallery in my front but every corner of my senses was following all that was happening in that hot room.

Mother looked at me and then her eyes went left and as Mrs. Sen was not in between her sight, she could look better at Reddi ji and Ruchi. Reddi ji still in bull's heat silently looked back at mother. Ruchi however appeared weak before the man and was half-lay on the hind cushion and her intoxicated eyes were nearly closed.

Although Reddi ji had timely straightened him on the love seat but he appeared tensely stirred by the euphoria he had by touching a woman after so many years. Even a bird from sky would have seen his tree trunk penis lines below his pants lay along his massive thigh halfway to his ankles. I had the feeling that due to uncomfortable size of his genital he had been opting for the loose accommodating undergarments for such jarring expansions.

Mother looked fondly at Reddi ji and asked, " She has enough taxed you, she is not a baby and should have known that you have hard things to de tomorrow! " Hearing mother talking to Reddi ji she jerked and opened her eyelids and hurriedly resumed sitting mannerism of a married lady.

Reddi ji had a pink flush on his face as he said,"... Oh no...aunty, not that...she is really curious..." And then looking at Ruchi he spoke to her, "...now madam you may take some plants from here..."

Ruchi however saw mother and began looking at floor like a convict. The brief silence was broken by Mrs. Sen as she walked again in room and spoke to Reddi ji; "Dinner is... coming to table... please be swift to show another bonsai lover... your... creations. "

As mother turned her eyes towards the speaking lady, I saw Reddi ji through his eyes lovably dazzled in Ruchi's eyes and she nodded back in same way. I felt my pre-cum made a streak in my underwear.

At that time I saw that Mr. Sen was standing at gallery and hearing that conversation.

I heard Mother saying to Mrs. Sen," She had already taken quite of his time. I think Reddi ji should have some rest now... or when he comes back."

That was some thing I was not expecting from mother. I was surprised that mother having all those soft edges for him didn't read that Reddi ji's was dying for at least little aloofness with my wife before he leaves for one month. Mrs. Sen's amazed eyes automatically turned towards Reddi ji who had a thunderstruck look.

Mrs. Sen too had disappointed look and remained in dilemma for few minutes before she spoke to mother; " Surely Reddi ji is tiring... as you say aunty... she may wait till he returns."

I felt that I was witnessing veering female behaviors that turns men unnecessarily puzzling.

This abrupt outlook of two elder ladies further leveled Ruchi's remaining hangover and she uncrossed her legs and cautiously sat upright. Meanwhile Sen walked towards me to his seat at my right.

Reddi ji looked around and saw Mrs. Sen was walking to kitchen. His face was inconstantly red and I had never seen a man in greater fury as he saw my mother's eyes were on the big round white wall clock displaying 11:23.

Ruchi stood blankly and avoided any look of Reddi ji and followed Mrs. Sen to kitchen. I saw Reddi ji's eyes were at her untied sinuous hairs perforating her swaying hips below close-fisted waist.

During her short walk I saw Mr. Sen too greedily looked at her till her hips merged in briny air of kitchen.


Reddi ji took a couple of minutes to recompose him before he stood from love seat and walked to larger sofa on his front and sat besides Mr. Sen.

Sen saw at his empty glass he had left on stool and then looked around. Sensing his desire I stood and brought whiskey bottle from big center table and poured liquid in his glass. I looked at Reddi ji as his glass was at the stool where he was sitting with my wife but he waved me thanks. I poured some liquor in mine and then keeping the bottle at its place, I came back and sat on that love seat. Sen flashed a smile of thanks and took the glass to his lips.

Reddi ji sat in ease stretching his legs longer but he appeared still recovering from desire as his loose pant was showing unstable contours of fairly erect log.

Some minutes later Mr. Sen engrossed in liquid appeared to have recalled something in mind and drew him nearer to Reddi ji. Apparently it seemed important, as subsequently they both were absorbed in sound discussions. I saw mother looking fondly at busybody of manful Reddi ji.


The cooking noises in kitchen were slowing down. After few moments Mrs. Sen and Ruchi came out from kitchen and noticing that mother was curiously viewing towards engrossed Reddi ji, they too quietly walked and stood behind mother's sofa and set their amused eyes at him who appeared quite colorless and was lost in discussions oblivious to three female curious stares.

Ruchi remained little behind of Mrs. Sen. She gave an exotic look in deep black kurta and white slawar and her bangle full arms folded in each other. Her duppata was unintentionally exposing half of her right rising mound. The sindoor in her mang {red streak on line between hair – an emblem of married Indian woman} and red bindia on forehead were crowning her sinful married femininity.

Couple of minutes later I saw Reddi ji while still engaged in conversation noticed women before him keenly looking at him. Although still engrossed with Sen on his right he was becoming conscious of female stares. I unmistakably felt that he was trying to escape those eyes perhaps not to evoke his loin again.

Mother became mindful of his uneasiness and picked up the recipe magazine from side stool and began turning its pages. However she was completely unaware of two ladies silently standing behind her.

I noticed that Reddi ji was loosing his valor and gradually began unevenly looking at Ruchi and then a stronger lust ghastly began engulfing him. He swallowed salvia few times and began having difficulty to continue talks with Mr. Sen.

Ruchi's had a killing smile over her lip but that became faint as her eyes met with Reddi ji for longer time. I saw after few flipping stares their eyes were locked in each other. Few moments later with a rightwards shift, she almost came under cover of Mrs. Sen and I lost track of her eyes.

This union of their eyes went on for some more minutes till Mrs. Sen became conscious of that. She abruptly turned and found they both were grossly occupied in each other even oblivious to her recent movement. She looked alternately at both of them and opening her mouth in amazement glanced with wide eyes towards back of mother turning pages of that recipe magazine. I further turned my face further right before she could look at me.

The diversion of Reddi ji's attention also made Mr. Sen attentive and he looked around. Reddi ji sensing that abruptly broke the union and looked at him. Sen did not follow the thread and tried to continue the talk but seeing Reddi ji as less mindful, he shifted to extreme right of that large sofa and picked up the wineglass from stool. He silently imbibed him in that stuff and Reddi ji resumed his eyes feast.

Mrs. Sen feeling unwanted in that merger walked to her seat and sat very near to mother. I saw her as she again made a momentarily edge glance towards Reddi ji to find him taking full advantage of the beautiful lady standing behind mother.
Mother still holding the magazine turned her head left to hear Mrs. Sen as she spoke in grumbling tone, " Aunty, Shankar left the chicken in oven with out setting temperature lock. I think food is going to take some more minutes. "

Mother said, " Better I should phone Manisha, they must be worrying."

Mrs. Sen smiling waved her eyes towards the telephone table at corer.