Spending the better part of the day outside, I usually returned for lunch in the afternoon and again late in the evenings. In fact, she avoided any discussion regarding dad or Trisha, but I was sure that envy existed in her mind, which manifested in her fits of rage.Īlthough I was grateful to mom for having supported our family and my education with her meagre means by toiling day and night and denying herself a lot of worldly pleasures, I avoided her as much as possible. Mom did not show any apparent envy towards Trisha or any regret that dad had left her for a younger and sexier chick. Moreover, deep in her mind there was a tinge of jealousy for Trisha, dad's second wife, who has a body to die for and an abundance of sexual charms. No wonder, I was pretty tired of her irritation and unreasonable fits of rage. Mom rarely smiled and was prone to yelling at me at the slightest pretext. Forced sexual abstinence for a middle aged healthy woman with a healthy sex appetite, can induce an irritating trait in her behaviour. She just could not find enough time for romantic escapades or sexual diversions.
Running the family had kept her occupied fully. Not only had she not remarried, there had been no boy friends or one night stands in her life since divorce. Mom had gone without sex for seven years since her divorce. After divorce, he married his secretary Trisha, a young nymphet, who had a reputation for giving the most heavenly blow jobs. Dad fucked mom regularly when they were married. She had the self esteem not to beg for help from anyone or accept any unsolicited assistance.īoth my parents had a healthy sex appetite. It was difficult indeed, in times of rising prices. But after her divorce, she had to bear the burden of the family of two on her own.
#BENGALI SEXSTORY PLUS#
Dad was a senior executive in a reputed company and earned a handsome salary plus a lot of perks. When she was married, she had a cushioned life. So when she was out of one, our situation used to be pretty tight.ĭivorce had made her irritable. She supplemented her somewhat meagre means by doing odd jobs here and there.
The bank paid her a monthly interest on her deposit, which was her only steady income. Mom got the flat where we lived in, as part of her alimony, apart from some money which she had invested in a fixed deposit in a bank. The alimony had been decent, not too big, just sufficient. This is a purely imaginary story, set in a Bengali household in India.
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