Kala, the single mother

My name is Shailendra.. I am 6 feet tall, slim and well built. This incident took place while One morning I was discussing my work with a client, when a young woman walked into his cabin with tears running down her cheeks. Alarmed the client asked, ‘Kala what is the matter?’ She said, ‘Sir I have to go home right now. I have just received the news that my Ashoo is seriously sick’.

‘Of course you can go home’ replied the client.

After she left my client turned to me and said, ‘Poor Kala, she is intelligent and a very good worker but she has been dodged by bad luck all her life. She lost her husband six years ago even before her son Ashoo was born and now this. I looked through the glass partition and saw that Kala was still sitting at her desk making no effort to leave. ‘Sir I think she is in shock. If you don’t mind we can continue our discussion later. At present Kala requires someone to help her’ I said.

My client agreed with me and said ‘Yes Shailendra, I think you are right. She deserves all the help she can get. I don’t want to loose her’.

I walked up to her ‘Come Kala I will take you where ever you want’. She just looked up blankly at me. Once in the car she told me the name and address of Ashoo’s school. When we reached the school she ran to the principal’s office. Ashoo was lying on a sofa groaning. I asked the principal, ‘Ma’am what happened’. ‘In the morning Ashoo complained of a stomachache. The school nurse gave him some medicine. The pain did not abate but got worse.. Ashoo looked serious. I picked Ashoo up and drove him to the nearest emergency. While the doctors were examining Ashoo a nurse came to collect some details. After inquiring about Ashoo’s present illness and past history I said, ‘You seemed lost and it was important that Ashoo got immediate attention Don’t worry its nothing’.

She continued to stare and said softly, ‘You are a strange man’.

A young doctor came and told us that Ashoo is suffering from an acute attack of appendicitis and requires to be operated upon immediately. For the operation he required the ‘no objection’ form signed by next of kin. Kala exclaimed, ‘Oh my poor Ashoo’ and started to cry again. I explained to her that this was standard procedure. There is no need to worry and to sign the form. She signed the form and we went into the waiting room to wait.

The waiting room was quite empty. We sat in a corner away from others. Kala kept staring at me then suddenly she said, ‘Shailendra you are a good man.

I laughed and said, ‘You are making a mountain out of a molehill. Any man would have done the same’. ‘Forget it you owe me nothing. Just pray that Ashoo comes through this ordeal and is all right’ I told her.

‘Really you don’t have to’ I said.

‘Yes I know but I want to. Please listen’ she replied.

She started her story by saying, ‘I am not a widow actually I was never married. This makes my Ashoo a bastard doesn’t it?’.

I wanted to stop her but she said, ‘No don’t interrupt me. Just hear me out before passing judgment. This is all I ask for’. I kept quiet.

‘I am not from this city. I hail from a city far away from here. Many years ago when I was in college, I met Amit, Ashoo’s father. Amit was tall, slim and handsome. He was the son of a well to do local businessman. I fell in love with him. We went out on dates for several months. During this period Amit told me that he also loved me and wanted to marry me. We did some heavy necking together. There after we fucked whenever we went out together. Three months after he had graduated I reminded him again. He said, ‘In a weeks time I am going on a two week holiday with my family. I will talk to my parents then’. I waited. After the holiday I asked him again. He said, ‘Kala I have been thinking. What if my parents say no? Then how will we live? I thought it was best to wait till I get a job’. This also made sense.

We kept meeting and Amit continued to fuck me. After a few months he got a job. On reminding him again he said, In six months I will be confirmed and get a substantial raise then I promise I will definitely talk to my parents’. I thought, since I had waited so long another six months would not be the end of the world.

Six months also went by. One evening he told me that he had been confirmed in his job and had got the promised raise. He also told me that his company was sending him abroad for three months training and as soon as he came back he would talk to his parents.

Three months later We were both very keen to fuck. Amit was very eager and impatient. As Amit got ready to enter me I noticed he was not wearing a condom.

Amit fucked me four times that evening. Shailendra I tell you I had seldom enjoyed a fuck as much as I did that day.

Within a fortnight the result of our indiscretion was before me. I was pregnant.

Then I told him the bad news. I was shocked at his reaction.

I refused point blank. I said, ‘Under no circumstances will I abort the child. You are right there is only one course left and that is you talk to your parents and marry me’.

‘No I can’t do that. They will kill me’ he wailed. ‘Why should they do that? I am beautiful, educated and from a respectable family’.

‘It is not that. I should have told you much earlier but I was afraid to lose you. You see I am already married’.I was aghast.

I asked him, ‘When did you get married?’ He said, ‘Remember when I told you I was going on a holiday with the family. Actually I went on my honeymoon’. I was livid.

I lost my cool and shouted at him, ‘You despicable bastard. Amit you are a spineless weak-kneed son of a bitch. I don’t want anything more to do with you. Take me home immediately’. Amit kept pleading that everything would be as before between us. All I had to do was to get rid of the baby. I got fed up of his sniveling and said, ‘I will see you in hell first before I let you touch me again’ and got out of the car. He shouted after me that if I tell anyone then he would deny everything.

In the days that followed I had a lot of thinking to do. I explored my options.

Few days later I told everything to my parents. Poor dears they were crestfallen but supportive. Shailendra my parents were popular and well respected in the community but when my pregnancy started to show people started to avoid them. They could not bear it too long. When Ashoo was one year old they both died within two months of each other.

I sold the house and all other assets for whatever I could get and came here. I bought a small house and started a new life. Now I am quite happy. I have a good job with terrific colleagues and an understanding boss.

‘Well this is my story. Shailendra what is your judgement’ she concluded.

‘Who am I to sit in judgement? You met the wrong man and had a bad experience. You have done well to put it behind you but remember all men are not like Amit. The world is full of good men’ I said.

‘Yes you may be right. Meeting you has given me fresh hope’ she said.

At this moment a doctor came and said, ‘Mr. Shailendra’. When she went up to him he smiled and said, ‘your son will be fine. There is nothing to worry about. You did well to bring him here so promptly otherwise….’.

‘May I see my Ashoo?’ Kala cried.

‘No, not yet ma’am. He is still in the recovery room. That day I remained with Kala till Ashoo had regained consciousness.

During his stay in the hospital I kept visiting her. On her insistence I became a regular visitor at their house also. Ashoo was a delightful child. He insisted that I continue to visit them. I also enjoyed being with him. He loved his ‘Shailendra uncle’ also very much.

During one such visit Ashoo said, ‘Shailendra uncle why don’t you have dinner with us some evening’. I hesitated not wanting to inconvenience Kala.

Ashoo said, ‘Please Shailendra uncle mummy is really a good cook. Mummy why don’t you ask him?’ I looked at Kala.

Kala nodded and said, ‘Yes Shailendra please we would be happy to have you’. I still hesitated.

‘Please Shailendra uncle say yes’ Ashoo pressed. I said,

‘Of course I will love to have dinner with you both’.

‘Yippee’ was Ashoo’s reaction.

On Saturday I rang the bell at the designated time armed with a bouquet of flowers, a large box of chocolates and a bottle of wine. Ashoo was delighted to get the chocolates. We talked and played for an hour.

Kala announced that the dinner was served and added, ‘Shailendra I hope you don’t mind, we are having an early dinner as our host Ashoo wants to eat with his Shailendra uncle’.

‘Not at all’ I replied.

The food looked good. I said, ‘Kala the food looks great. It has been a long time since I have eaten such delicious looking food’.

After the delicious meal Kala said, ‘Shailendra you smoke your cigarette and in the meanwhile I will put Ashoo to bed’ and pulled a reluctant Ashoo behind her.

She returned in about twenty minutes and remarked, ‘Poor boy was so sleepy that I had difficulty in getting him to change’. We then opened the bottle and sat chatting. After an hour or so Kala said, ‘ I have a surprise for you. I will be right back’.

When she came back she was dressed in a near transparent nightie. I could clearly see her large tits and their brown nipples. The slit of her clean-shaven choot was also plainly visible. I immediately got a hard on.

She was right I was surprised. I asked, ‘Kala w…what does this mean?’

‘This is an invitation for you to spend the night with me’ she replied calmly.

‘No, no what I mean is why are you doing this?’ I asked.

‘That day you gave your name to my son. As his father you have full right on his mother’s body’ she said without turning a hair.

‘Please Kala don’t do it because you feel indebted to me in any manner’ I said.

‘No, that is not the reason why I am doing this. The moment you said ‘His father’s name is Saheb Shailendra’ I got wet and wanted you badly. All this time I was waiting for the right opportunity but if you find me unattractive……’

‘No I find you very attractive and desirable’ I said interrupting her and kissed her tenderly on her red lips.

She smiled and said, ‘It won’t do for Ashoo to see what we are doing. It would be better if we go into the bedroom’ and led the way.

She took off her nightie and lay down on the bed and with open arms she said, ‘Shailendra please hurry up I want you inside me urgently’.

As I was entering her she said, ‘My god Shailendra you are huge. Oh dheere se dalo. Thank goodness poora ghuss gaya. Ab mujhe zor se chodo (Oh slowly. It is hurting. Yes now a little more. That’s right, like this slowly, slowly. Thank goodness it is fully inside. Now fuck me hard)’.

I started to fuck her with long and slow strokes and kept varying the length and the speed of my strokes. But Kala was very impatient she shouted, ‘It is so nice to feel a hard lund inside me after such a long time. Shailendra I want to cum in a hurry. Fuck me faster and harder’.

I fucked her harder. Her bottoms started to move in rhythm of my strokes and she moaned loudly, ‘Oh it is heavenly. I am nearly there. Fuck me harder. H..yes faster. I am there h..yes I AM commmmiiinngggg’ she cried and fell back.

I did not stop but continued to move my cock in and out of her fuck hole. It was not long before Kala again started to moan with pleasure. I increased my speed and shortened the strokes. ‘My god I have never felt like this before. I was also not too far away. I was now moving like an express train.

Kala was ecstatic, ‘shailendra I AM commmminnnnggggg’. At that very moment I shot my seed inside her waiting choot and fell panting on her breasts. Her lips sought mine. We lay kissing for several minutes.

As I lit a cigarette Kala panted, ‘Shailendra you really know how to use that big lund of yours. I envy the girl you marry. Someday you will make some girl very, very happy.

One evening she said, ‘Shailendra every day you give me so much pleasure but today you relax and I will give you pleasure. Getting down on her knees she took my rigid cock in her mouth and started to give me a blow job. She was good. Soon I was moaning, ‘Oh Kala it feels lovely. You are very good. Just go on like this. Don’t stop. Yes faster. Oh, oh I am about to come. Yes I am COMMINGGGG and shot my load into her waiting mouth.

When I was erect again she said, ‘Shailendra would you like to fuck me in the ass hole’.

‘I would love to. Have you got some Vaseline otherwise it is going to hurt’ I told her.

She laughed and said, ‘You seem to have forgotten that I have had a lund in my gaand countless times before but I think you are right your laurda is so big it will hurt. Best you should use some Vaseline’.

I applied Vaseline on her ass hole and my shaft. As I pressed for entry she groaned, ‘My god it is hurting’. As my cock entered her ass hole she screamed ‘OOOWWWWW’. I then moved my cock in and out of her butt while rubbing her clit with one hand.

She said, ‘It is lovely. Just go on like this’. Soon her choot was overflowing and I filled her ass hole with my-cum.

As I lit a cigarette Kala said, ‘Tell me truthfully do you think I should get married?’

‘Absolutely, if not for yourself but for Ashoo’s sake. Ashoo definitely requires a father’.

‘Do you think men will still find me attractive? Kala asked.

‘Of course. You are not only very pretty but also very, very desirable’ I replied. This was the end of the matter.

We met twice a week. She continued to write letters. I was having a great time. Unfortunately someone up there did not like to see me so happy.

One day I received a telephone call from Kala asking me to meet her that evening in a coffeehouse in town. When we had settled down she handed me a card and said, ‘Shailendra I am getting married on 17th of the next month’.

‘Congratulations I am so happy for you. ‘I met Dilip about two moths ago. He took a shine to me. We went out together and last week he asked me to marry him. Dilip is a childless widower. Dilip is good man. He is loving, gentle and caring. Main thing is that he loves Ashoo and adores me. Ashoo also loves him dearly’.

I asked, ‘What about you? Do you also love him?’

‘No I don’t think I love him. Deep down in my heart I think I am still in love with Amit but I am certain that I can learn to love him’ Kals said,

It seems Dilip has at last popped the question’ I said.

Surprised she exclaimed, ‘Who told you about Dilip? Don’t tell me that you know him?’

I laughed and said, ‘No I don’t know him. In the recent weeks Ashoo has been talking a lot about his Dilip uncle. It was just a shot in the dark’.

Interrupting me said, ‘No of course not. I made this mistake once I am not about to repeat it’.

‘Have you told him about the past?’ I asked.

‘Yes I have told him everything about Amit and me’ she said.

‘Have you also told him about us?’ I asked.

She laughed and said, ‘Here I cheated a little. I told him every thing about you except that we are sleeping together. You know what Dilip said I quote “I must meet this great man who saved the life of our son and personally invite him to our wedding”.

This is the reason I wanted to meet you alone and apprise you of the situation. Promise me that you will come to our wedding’. ‘I would have liked to but another dear friend is getting married on the same day and I have already promised to attend it’. If u like my story mail me at [email protected]

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