In the previous part I talked about how I and mom enjoyed each other’s body in a cottage attached to the hospital where Dad was hospitalised. We spent the night having wild fun and woke up satisfied. I now continue.
Though it was early, there was quite a rush in the hospital reception. Mom went to the reception counter and asked after dad. They informed her that the cardiologist was expected by 10 AM and that only he will be able to tell anything. Since it was just 8 AM and we were both famished – I mean from the hunger of the stomach – we decided to visit the hospital cafeteria and have our breakfast and tea before coming back for a report on father. The cafeteria was on the ground floor itself.
They served good healthy food as we knew from yesterday’s dinner. There was a lot on the menu. We had some corn flakes with milk first. Then we had bread sandwich and a double omelette. We finished with hot black coffee and our hunger was fully satisfied. Incidentally both of us were very hungry after last night, but not sleeping did not bother us. Sex perhaps made p for lack of sleep.
When we came back to the reception, it was 9:30. We went up to the 2nd floor where the ICCU was located. Mom’s eyes were still red with weeping! She asked the nurse in a timid voice whether she could see her husband once before the cardiologist came.
Seeing mom’s sad face the nurse agreed and let her into the ICCU. I stayed outside, but could peep in through the glass partition to see dad lying immobile with two tubes attached to his hands and an oxygen mask. His chest was shaved and there were some electrodes fixed to the chest connected to a machine on the wall which recorded his fast heartbeat.. Mom stood near him with her back to me.
She put her hands on his and looked down at him for some time. Then she turned and came out. There were tears streaming down her eyes. She was staggering and I felt she would faint. I held her to support her and gently led her away to the bench outside the cardiologist’s room.
There was one other lady waiting there. When we told dad’s name to the attendant there, he asked us to come in. He said the doctor was waiting for us. The other lady tried to object saying she was waiting since long, but the attendant convinced her. We entered the doctor’s chamber.
“Good morning Mrs. Khosla” the doctor greeted us.”Please take your seats. This must be your son”
“Yes” mom whispered, tears still flowing out of her eyes copiously.
“I will not give you false hopes Mrs. Khosla. Mr. Khosla is 56 as per our records. His lifestyle has not been good and he has not been active. He has not had a single medical test in all these years. He has been having hypertension for the past 15 years atleast by the state of his arteries and his heart size. From his vital organ function tests it appears that he has been having untreated Type II diabetes for atleast 5 years now. His ECG is abnormal. I am sure there must have been a mild attack earlier.
He has a fatty liver but that is OK. His lungs are bad. His cholesterol level is way too high. When he was admitted, his sugar levels were over 400. It has now come down to 200. I will have to wait till it comes to around 150 before operating. I am sure I can do that early tomorrow morning. His BP is a cause for concern. It is still 190/110. We are intravenously giving him drugs to slow down his heart rate which will bring down his BP. In any case I hope to do the bypass as my first case tomorrow. Our best Cardiac surgeon will be doing the operation. I will be there.
At 6 AM. I am hoping and I also advice you to pray. If and I repeat IF the surgery goes well he will have to take it easy for quite some time. He will be in ICCU for a week after surgery to keep sugar levels and BP normal. Let us see what happens then. I am not therefore giving you false hopes” he said.
Mom was sobbing silently. Her head was down. A nurse came in with a pad. The doctor looked at it and said. “This is Mr. Khosla’s latest report. His sugar levels are now 126. Very good. BP at 130/78. Again very good. All other functions normal. The pulse rate is still 140. Anyway I am booking the OT and calling Dr. Krishna Kumar to be there at 6 AM. All the best Mrs. Khosla” he said.
“Anything we can do……?” asked mom in a tiny voice.
“Nothing Mrs. Khosla. Everything is paid for. Nothing due. Blood arranged in sufficient quantities by his colleagues. More than enough. Nothing you can do except wait till about 1 PM tomorrow when we hope to complete the procedure. Maybe – just maybe I can tell you something then – one way or the other. You must be prepared for anything.
And yes”, he said handing over his card. “If you have ANY questions do not hesitate to call me anytime”
We got up and came out. As we left the room, mom trembled violently and collapsed on my shoulder. I held her tightly while the nurse looked at us sympathetically. We came out. There was nothing to do now but wait till the operation was over tomorrow. As the doctor said, nothing to do. We walked out into the March sunshine. The garden outside the hospital was exquisitely maintained. We sat on a bench silently. There was nothing to talk.
It was past 1 PM when we realised that we have been sitting there for quite sometime silently. Mom perhaps was reminiscing her memories with dad. Suddenly she got up and said, “Come Adi, lets go home. There is hardly any point in sitting here and waiting. We will come back tomorrow. We cannot stay in the cottage forever.
“But Ma, let us ask at the hospital. Maybe they need us for something. The doctor gave you his card. Give it to me”
She handed it over and I dialled the number. The doctor picked up and I told him that mom wanted to go home rather than wait here.
“Sure. I myself wanted to suggest that. There are two of your dad’s colleagues staying here in case of any need. Just come to my chambers and you need to sign some consent papers. Then you can go. You can come tomorrow after lunch unless you are needed urgently. So be at home and leave your numbers with us” He said. We went back to his room and signed the consent papers and then came out. We had our car with us. We drove back home in silence.
Back home we were still silent. Mom cooked some food. Some plain rice and a simple curry with the chicken leftover in the refrigerator. We had our lunch silently at 3 PM. I normally love chicken and we rarely cook one. I had bought this only last evening fresh from the shop, hoping to have a great chicken roast this afternoon. Yes we had it, but as a simple curry with rice. After clearing the table, mom went to her room. I sat in the hall, working on my laptop. When I finished, it was 5:30 and mom still had not come out. I went to the kitchen and made a pot of tea and took it to her room. She was lying in her saree on her side. She was sleeping. I gently touched her shoulder and she awoke with a start. She sat up. “What time is it? Sorry I dozed off”
“It’s past 5:30. I have made tea. Have some. I have already had tea”.
I poured out tea for her in a cup and she drank it slowly. She placed the tea cup on the side table after drinking. Then unexpectedly she leaned towards me and kissed me on my mouth. I was now used to her moods. I opened my mouth slowly and she let her tongue inside playing with my own tongue. We kissed deeply. I was by now realising her need for sex when she was worried. To forget her worries. To take her mind off things.
I reciprocated her kiss passionately and got up and silently took off my jeans and shirt. I sat near her in my underwear. I removed the pallu of her saree and unhooked her blouse. I also took off her bra and leaned down kissing her nipples. They grew hard and erect soon. She got up and took off her saree fully and untied her petticoat. She took off her panties and walked into the bathroom. She washed herself and came back nude. I had by then taken off my undies and was nude, slowly rubbing my cock, getting it erect.
She took off my hand and held my cock. She started rubbing it. I lay back and started feeling the sensations in my groin. Mom took my hand and placed it on her bushy cunt. I started fingering it, inserting my finger into her hole. To take her mind off things, I asked her, “Ma, you have such a small and tight cunt hole. I cannot imagine having slid out of it years ago”
“You were small too. But not that small. You tore my cunt coming out. I could not even walk for days” she said looking at me. “That was the first time your cock rubbed my cunt. It has done that many ties in the recent past. I nourished you with milk. I only wish I could milk now for you” she said, holding me onto her breasts and making me suck. I sucked forcefully on both her nipples, as if to draw some milk from them, but nothing really came out, except that her nipples became real hard and pointed.
“Come Adi, lick me a little” she said. I buried my head between her legs and licked her. I made my tongue hard and pointed and inserted it into her cunt. It was already wide open and slippery. Her juices had a neutral taste. I rank them up and kept licking.
I took my tongue out and ran it down her clitoris towards her asshole. I licked around it and her asshole puckered in response. She lay back relaxed. I could feel her cunt lips vibrating. I came up and parted them. Her inner lips were like two petals. They were dark red and quivering. Her clitoris was jerking as if it was a spurting cock. A thin stream of colourless juice drained out of her cunt onto the bed. I liked her again. The more I licked her, the more juice she leaked.
“Do me Adi” she whispered. I got on top of her and slid my cock into her. She was insatiable.
We had fucked the whole night but she was still eager. I was ready too. I slid in and inserted to the hilt. My underbelly met hers. I let my cock soak in her juices for some time. I looked straight into her eyes and she did too. I bit her lips and started kissing her with my cock still soaking inside her. We kissed for long.
“You have a beautiful cock Adi. You are rock hard a few minutes after you come. Naturally I am wet for you all the time for you too my child. And I will always be. I might be having my periods by tomorrow so I am not worried about getting pregnant. So you can come in me.” She said.
I started giving her strokes slowly. They were long easy strokes.
I supported myself on my hands on the bed and only my cock and her cunt were in contact. I looked at her eyes as I fucked her. It took a long time but when I came it was satisfying. I spurted long streams of semen deep inside her.
“Continue lover” she said. I am yet to orgasm. Keep sliding in and out.” I did, though my glans were very sensitive. She closed her eyes. Very soon she shuddered and her chest turned a deep pink. She had come. I stopped stroking and let my cock soak inside her till it became limp.
We went together to the bathroom and she held my limp cock as I urinated.
Then she shook my cock dry and knelt down and licked it dry. We then walked out nude. It was well past sunset and we were ravenously hungry.
I ordered two pizzas and we had them with the remaining chicken. Then mom said. I want to take a bath. You go take a bath too. We will sleep here together tonight. Let us make it another sleepless night because otherwise I cannot sleep thinking that your dad will be going into the OT at 6 AM tomorrow morning. Fuck me to sleep”, she said. I left her room.
I will be back with Part 5 soon. If you liked this real incident, mail me at and let me know. Also mail me suggestions as to how I should continue this sex story in Part 5. Also read my earlier stories posted on ISS.
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