I opened the door. The room was pitch dark.
Me: Mom?
No one answered. I got scared. Hasn’t she returned yet?! I asked myself and turned on the lights. There was no one there. I checked the bathroom, balcony, and even under the bed, but mom wasn’t anywhere.
I was scared. I could feel my heart beating more and more. The thought of my mom is missing made me sweat. I was about to rush the door, right then, someone opened the door.
It startled me. I felt someone was going to kill me after kidnapping my mom. I was ready to fight back. Before I was about to jump attack whoever entered the room, the fair turned into relief. My eyes felt heavy all of a sudden. My throat was dry.
Me: Mom?! Omg, mom! Where the fuck have you been?!
Mom rushed thru the entrance and hugged me. She kept holding me tightly. She started to cry, louder and louder. Her body was shaking and hulking.
Me: Mom, why are you crying? What happened? Where have you been?!
She pulled back and saw my face. Her face was a mess, full of tears dripping down.
Mom: Where the fuck have you been? I thought you ran away from me!
Me: Why would I do…
Mom: I went back to the beach, but you weren’t there!
She said and started to cry again.
Mom: I searched all over for you. I was screaming your name. I screamed. I was sorry. But you never came. I was so scared. I thought you ran away from me! Never leave me like that ever again!
It was painful to hear mom talking like this and listening to how it had been for her.
Me: I’m sorry, mom, I was there all day. I even slept on the beach. But you never came. When I woke up, I went for some food. See, I even brought you some takeaway!
I told her, pointing at the food.
Mom: I thought you would return to the hotel much sooner. I got scared.
Me: It’s all right. I’m here.
Mom: I am sorry that I left you like that. My mind was so confused. I felt like I lost my self-respect down there.
Me: I understand, mom. This is so new for you! I understand. Don’t you worry, we don’t need to rush things. We can take things to step by step. You don’t need to feel forced to do anything!
Mom: I love you, baby. I don’t want to lose you ever again!
Me: You won’t, mom. I love you too.
Mom: Next time, you keep your phone by yourself. We are in a foreign country. You can’t keep putting it in my backpack
We both hugged it out. We finally sat back and saw each other how a mess we were. We started to laugh at our misunderstanding. I served mom the food I got for her.
After a while, we went to bed. I dropped my towel and went inside nude. My mom stripped naked herself and came inside. I grabbed around her and spooned with my dick between her asscrack. I didn’t want to do anything tonight. After all, she went thru. She must be exhausted.
Me: I met a girl today at the beach, mom.
Mom: Really? That’s good! Did you get a new friend here?
Me: Kind of, she was really cute! She also speaks our language from India, mom!
Mom: What? What a coincidence! How did you guys meet? Is she beautiful? Tell me about her!
Me: She is really beautiful, her face, her body, her ass, her boobs, god she is so sexy, mom!
Mom: Let me see her first, then we decide!
She told with possessiveness in her voice. I told her the whole story, how we met, her parents, and how they ended up in Cap. I dropped the blowjob part, just in case, to avoid trouble.
The story made her a bit horny. I could feel her ass pushing towards me. But I didn’t make any move.
Mom: Wow, it sounds like a crazy family! But I understand the girl, though, that poor thing.
Me: Yeah, I know, mom. I hope they are doing okay now!
Mom: How is she doing?
Me: She is all right. I think she is starting to enjoy their situation.
Mom: What do you mean?! Is she having sex with them?
Me: No, no, not yet, I guess. But she has been fingering in front of them or just watching them. I don’t know the details.
Mom: Wow, that’s crazy, I must say! Poor girl has been affected by these sex-lusted parents of her.
Me: We are not the ones to talk, mom. Why can’t they enjoy themselves? No one is getting harmed. They are saving a relationship this way. Why not encourage it?
Mom: You have a point there! Why don’t we meet them? I kind of miss some Indian face here.
Me: I’m maybe meeting her tomorrow. I will introduce you if we see her outside somewhere.
Mom: Sure! I would be glad to!
Me: I think she would love to meet you!
That night we slept well didn’t do anything crazy. Just to take things slowly. So that mom doesn’t have another meltdown again.
In the morning, we ate breakfast and went out to discover more of this paradise. Mom was fully dressed, as usual. Meanwhile, I dropped all of my clothes back in the hotel room had a short with me in the backpack.
Mom felt some embarrassment with me walking around with my dick hanging out. But I wanted her to get used to the environment and see its normality, so I dropped everything knowing she would be upset.
We went all over the place, discovered some museums and some camping places, and ate outside. Mom was getting used to the nude people everywhere. She felt how natural it was when she saw many families with kids playing around in the parks.
The sun was getting low, and it started to get dark. Mom was itching all over her body with sweat stains. She regretted wearing full cloth today. She wanted to take a bath in the hotel room, so we headed back.
When we arrived at our hotel, I could see Anjali sitting by her hotel stairs. I waved at her, but she didn’t see me.
Mom: who are you waving at?
Me: It’s Anjali, mom. There near the stairs!
Mom: Oh! Is it? Where? That girl?! Put on your shorts right away!! You don’t want to scare her with your dick!
Me: Alright, alright, give me, I will put it on.
I did as she wanted. I thought to myself, only if she knew!
We went closer. The closer we went, we understood that she was not in a happy mood. She was sitting there fully clothed with her head over her knees.
Me: Hi Anjali!
Mom: Hi there!
She lifted her head and saw my mom and me. Tears were running down her face. She was silent for a moment.
Me: Oh god, what happened? Why are you crying?!
Mom: Oh poor thing, what happened, dear?
She stood up and fell over my shoulder, crying. She grabbed me tightly. Mom looked surprised and saw how close we had become in just one night. Mom brushed her hair with fingers and asked.
Mom: Is everything okay, dear?
I clapped her back and asked again.
Me: Hi, come on, cheer up, what happened? Tell us, maybe we can help!
She went a step back and saw us again with tearful eyes. She tried to speak, but her throat hurt instead. She swallowed and tried again.
Anjali: I hate this shit! I don’t want to be with my parents anymore. They are so full of shit. I had enough!
Me: Why? What happened?
Anjali: They started fighting again, and it is for real this time. If they continue like this, they can rather divorce each other instead of this shit!
Me: That serious? What are they fighting for?
Anjali: They just had sex and were lying on the sofa talking. They opened more and more about sexuality and what they wanted to try. My father mentioned a threesome.
Mom: Oh dear, he wants that?
Anjali: My mom replied, “ Like that’s ever going to happen, I’m not sharing the bed with some other man with you.” Then my dad replied, “Not men, but I know a woman that would join us in bed.”
Me: He said that even though your mom has a strong opinion on sharing the bed?
Anjali: Yeah! That’s the clue, right? To shut it and never talk about it, right? But no, he had to mention a woman.
Anjali continued:
My mom asked who would join us? And dad said a lady from his work. When mom asked how he was sure, he replied.
Dad: I got drunk at a party from work. We ended up sleeping together, and that’s when she told me about a threesome. What do you say?
Anjali: He thought they were opening so much up and doing daring things and thought she would be comfortable with it. But he had never been so wrong before!
Mom: What the fuck do you think I would say? You had an affair, and you are telling me this like it was nothing?!
Anjali: She was so furious, she slapped him and started to cry. This happened in the evening, and they are still fighting over this. They are so fucked up a couple. I don’t want to do anything with them anymore. I just want to leave them.
Mom went close to Anjali and tapped her head.
Mom: There, there, my child, don’t you worry about your parents. They will figure it out. Adult do fight very often, but you can’t worry about it each it happens. It may harm you more than effecting them. Sometimes you just have to ignore it. They will eventually find their way out.
Anjali found some comfort from my mom’s words even though they didn’t know each other so well.
Mom: If not, they will come to a decision, where both of your parents can live happily without harming you. It is for the best. We need to let them have some time.
Me: I agree, Anjali, don’t worry too much about it! Just hang with us today, let them have their time. It might give your brain some break as well!
Anjali found that idea very comforting and could wipe her tears.
Anjali: Thank you, both. I’m happy you guys were here.
Mom: Anytime, baby, don’t you worry.
Anjali: I could join you, I guess, if it is okay with you guys.
Mom: That’s not even a question. You are spending time with us today! But first, let your parents know that you are with us. Do you want me to talk to them?
Anjali: I would appreciate it if you could. I don’t want to meet them or talk to them!
Mom: Okay, dear, show me the way to your room, and I will talk.
Anjali showed the way to the room, we both followed her.
Mom: Okay, kids, you can get back to the lobby. I will meet you after telling your parents.
Mom knocked on the door as we left. After 15 minutes, mom returned to the lobby. I was curious how it went. I asked mom right away
Me: What happened? What did they say?
Mom: I talked only to her mother, she opened the door, she looked furious.
Me: Oh really? What did she say?
Anjali: No wonder… Get used to that face!
Mom: Haha, she was mad, all right. But I guess her mad face faded when she saw an Indian lady. I greeted her and told her that Anjali was my son’s friend.
Me: How did she react?
Mom: She was surprised, but I continued, “I heard you guys were fighting. Anjali felt sad about it. I want to spend some time alone. I understand why you guys are arguing. The right way to a healthy relationship is to open up, be honest and speak out about it. So I understand that you guys could need some alone time as well.
Anjali: You are so consulting. What did she say?
Mom: She started to cry and told me about what happened. I told her that I understood. But I also told her honesty is very important in a relationship. My husband passed away many years back. I miss him today. I would do anything to have him back.
Mom: Your husband opens up to you and tells you the secret he would never have told you before. If you guys used this time to open up and talk, you might find a solution.
Me: Wow, mom, you told that? How do you get the guts to say that to a woman you just met?
Mom: I said it because I know how it feels to lose someone. Remember, I’m running a business. I have lots of experience with consulting people. You have lots to learn, young man!
Me: Hahaha, yea, I believe you. I just happened to remember what happened last night.
I said, coughing.
Mom: Shut it! Anyway, I told your mom Anjali that they could use some time alone, so could you, so I told them that you would stay with us tonight and that we were just across the street.
Anjali: She agreed?
Mom: Yes, she did. She even tanked me, so you are with us. Let’s get back to our hotel!
I was so happy to have Anjali over for tonight. Something told me that this is going somewhere good.
To be continued.
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