The phone call ended. Ruthra, who had been hiding and listening the whole time, said to Balu:
"This is exactly how women talk when they don't want anyone to understand. They speak sweetly-sweetly, but nobody knows what the real topic is. Come on, let's go out."
Both came outside and sat with the others. After a while, aunt Manju's sister Kalpana arrived — Ruthra's mother. Later, Kalpana's husband uncle Mani also came. Everyone ate together and again sat outside chatting.
Aunt Manju's son Sandhosh also arrived and joined.
It was very late. Everyone went to sleep. Aunt Manju's mind was running only on thoughts of Balu. Balu himself was wondering, "Did mother really talk to father on the phone? What did she say?" He picked up the phone — 12:15 a.m. Father must be asleep by now.
He lifted his head — mother Lalitha was snoring lightly. In that room, Balu and mother Lalitha were sleeping on the same cot.
He quietly got down from the cot, came to the hall. Only the clock was ticking loudly. He drank water in the kitchen, opened the main door and stepped out. Cool night breeze hit his face and his whole body shivered pleasantly.
He called his father for the third time. On the third ring, father Manickam picked up.
"What son, calling so late? Can't sleep?"
"No, father…"
"What is your mother doing?"
"She's sleeping…"
"Your voice sounds strange… did your mother scold you?"
"Nothing like that, father."
"Then what…?"
"Father, it's just…"
"What son, dragging it out… do you need money?"
"No… it's about mother…"
"What happened to mother?"
"Mother is behaving very strangely here, father…"
Father Manickam was shocked for a second.
"Balu… she is at her sister's house, that's how it is. When your grandmother was alive we used to go there… now she is free so she is staying with her sister, that's all."
"No father… how do I tell you…"
"Listen, whatever it is, say it clearly."
"Father… the way she talks secretly with aunt and uncle Mani… and at home we wear towel after bath, right? Here they stand in front of aunt and uncle Mani wearing only towel, no zip on the nightie… and not just that, father… Apsana aunt is here… she talks all kinds of secret things with her on the phone."
"Listen Balu… you are just imagining all this. Your mother is not that kind of woman."
"Oh father… I'm not saying mother is a bad woman, but…"
"Balu… I told you, I will take care of it. Don't tell mother that you told me this. Don't say anything… go sleep."
He cut the call and put the phone inside his shorts. Something bit him hard while standing in the courtyard. Balu walked to the front door and suddenly froze.
"I got up and came to call father from the doorstep… but the door wasn't locked, I just closed it casually… that means someone is outside… aunt or uncle Mani might be waiting for someone?"
He looked at the outdoor bathroom — it was open. Thinking no one was there, he was about to finish when he heard a "cling" sound — a bangle noise from the terrace.
"Aiyo… ghost… no, it's not… the bangle sound came from the terrace. Who is on the terrace at this hour? Aunt…? Why would she be on the terrace?"
He climbed the terrace stairs silently like a cat, hid behind the wall and peeped.
Uncle Mani was wearing only a vest, had lifted his lungi up to his waist, biting it with his teeth, holding the hips of the figure in front and banging hard.
Balu quickly lowered his head. Uncle Mani is fucking… but who is the woman in front?
It was dark on the terrace so he couldn't recognise properly, but Balu understood in a second. It was sister Kalpana — uncle Mani's own wife.
He peeped again. Sister Kalpana had rolled her nightie up to her waist. She was holding both thighs, bent forward, one leg lifted and placed on the step. Uncle Mani was holding her hips from both sides, bending and pounding hard.
In the darkness, among the sound of insects, the "slap-slap" sound of uncle Mani's cock entering sister Kalpana's pussy was clearly audible. Now and then sister moaned "hmm… hmm…". Uncle Mani was squeezing and kneading her hanging breasts hard.
"A grown girl is in the house… and we just arrived, mother and I… what else can they do? They have to fuck only on the terrace like this." Every time sister Kalpana's big ass came into view, her moans made Balu's cock rise. He put his hand inside his shorts, held his grown cock and started jerking slowly.
Now uncle Mani's pounding became faster… breathing heavily, pushing hard, sister Kalpana moaned "am… am… am…".
Balu thought it would be embarrassing if they saw, removed his hand from his cock, came down the steps quietly. But he couldn't stop thinking how sister Kalpana's ass was shaking with uncle Mani's thrusts.
He came down, opened the main door, closed it, took water from the water bottle in the hall and was drinking when the bedroom door opened and sister Kalpana came out.
Almost all the water in Balu's mouth spilled.
"What son, came to drink water? You could have taken the bottle to the room."
He swallowed hard and stammered, "Yes sister… I'll take it."
Sister Kalpana said, "No problem, it got sweaty… it was too hot, that's why I came to get cold water," took a bottle from the kitchen, said "Okay, go sleep son," went inside and closed the door.
"If sister is here… then who was uncle Mani holding by the ass and fucking on the terrace?"
He heard footsteps on the stairs. Balu quickly took the bottle and went to the room, closed the door, stood at the window and looked.
Aunt Manju came down wiping her neck, opened the door, went to the kitchen. Ten seconds later uncle Mani came inside and went to his room quickly.
So… uncle Mani was actually fucking aunt Manju… or no… did he make his own wife bend and fuck…? Super, super.
When Balu woke up in the morning, something was pulling his head hair painfully. He came to the hall to piss. Ruthra was watching songs on Sun Music. Aunt Manju had tied her saree at the waist and was pouring idlis.
Ruthra slapped his head from behind and asked where mother Lalitha was. He pinched her lips. Balu sat near her and watched aunt Manju working in the kitchen. For a second the memory of her bending on the terrace, lifting her ass and getting fucked came to his mind. Thinking about it now made his cock stand inside his jocks.
He got up, tucked the erection into his jocks, brushed his teeth and stood near the outdoor bathroom.
Uncle Mani opened the bathroom door, wiped his head with towel and came out.
"Hey hero, you woke up? Good sleep last night?"
Balu thought, "You slept well after fucking your wife nicely last night, uncle."
"New place, didn't sleep well, uncle…"
"Your sister said you woke up at night to drink water."
"Yes uncle."
"Okay hero… I'm late for office… have to leave," said and went inside quickly.
He spat the foam and saw mother Lalitha looking at him.
"Why are you here, mother?"
"I came to tell Apsana's house and then go back to town, son."
"Mother, you said you'll stay four-five days?"
"Your sister said something, your father himself told me to come back son," she said and left. Balu watched her walking. Because she had tucked the saree, she was walking spreading her legs. Sweat had soaked her back and armpits.
Balu quickly went inside the hall and stood near Ruthra. Mother Lalitha was talking something to aunt Manju. Balu took mother's phone that was charging in the room, took his own phone too, went to the bathroom and locked the door.
He opened call recorder — father had called three times at night… 15 minutes talk… then 10 minutes… and one more just an hour ago.
He sent all three audio files to his WhatsApp. While they were circling, mother Lalitha knocked the bathroom door.
"Son, did you take my phone?"
"Yes mother… my phone was dead, yours was on hotspot, taking internet."
"Quickly give it, have to call father before leaving."
"Just a few more minutes," said Balu.
The audio files came to mother Lalitha's phone. He deleted them from sent items, took water, poured on his feet and came out.
Gave the phone to mother Lalitha in the hall, went back to the room, half-closed the door, connected headphones and played the audios.
Some cough sounds, then audio played.
Mother Lalitha: "Why are you calling so late?"
"Just felt like talking dear…"
"If the phone was switched off, you should have cut and slept, I was sleepy," mother Lalitha cut the call.
Second audio.
"Why dear, I called for something important and you say cut and sleep?"
"People say that when called at midnight…"
"Your pussy is itching, isn't it, bitch?"
"Yes, my pussy is dripping wet, come and lick it."
Balu's whole body shivered hearing father and mother talk dirty words.
"You won't come here… fine, stay there."
"I'll start today itself and come there."
"You said you'll stay a few days…?"
"Hmm… I'm bored of the house… what's the use of staying?"
Father Manickam laughed loudly at first.
"Why are you laughing… your work is over… that's why you can laugh."
"Sorry dear… couldn't control laughter… so what did you tell Apsana?"
"What to tell… it became like this dear… said we'll bring Balu again later and try."
"Is it? Okay… you okay means I'm okay… I won't open my mouth at all."
"Okay, why did you call at night?"
"See, the boy called and said you're behaving strangely here dear."
"Really…?"
"Yes dear… but he doesn't know what the matter is… so be careful while he's there… behave properly… understood… don't let anything show in front of him."
"He's just a small boy… will he understand anything?"
"That's exactly why… be careful dear," said Balu's father.
"Okay I'll take care… if Apsana calls I'll talk and call you before leaving."
Balu's Holiday continues with exciting Chapters...