Hear No Evil!

This is a hard thing to write at first. But then there are certain truths about life - they eat you unless you confess somewhere. And I am confessing that here.

Secrets are part of daily life - everyone of then has it. Mine is just one of them. No - just not one of them. It is mine.

I will tell you a little story. A story that spans 1 hour may be. The main character moved out of the country - a long time back. So, that is why the story can be told.

I am the lone child - of my parents. I work now - in a different location - far from where I grow up. Sometimes - I visit my parents. It was that time - when I was visiting the parents when I found something.

Amit is my friend - my childhood friend. We grow apart - and we seldom meet. But he visits my house when I am home. It was one of those kind of visits.

Dad was not there - he went to meet his friends. That left me, Amit and mom together. We have met after a long time - so we chatted and chatted and chatted.

Nothing serious was at that point - only the hint that Amit also visits my house when I am not there. Well and good. As his own parents died - recently it was the right thing to do.

So, we all had lunch together - and then I was feeling drowsy after a meal. So, I reclined into my bed. Amit - also went to the guest room - the third bedroom.

It was a good sleep at first. But then some noise in the living room woke me up. It was Amit & Mom - they were watching some TV serial. Some stupid serial about relationships in Indian family.

The annoying noise that woke me up - was the background music of the soap.

Then I heard Amit commenting on the heroes mother.

"WOW - does not she look HOT in that spaghetti top? & transparent Sari? I bet lot of guys want to bed her...he he."

That was annoying. I was still in bed but could listen to moms giggles. She was laughing at that!

"She is old - Amit - old enough for not be talked like that" I heard mom saying.

"Older is better - at least for me - he he - in case one has a maintained body like that" said Amit.

"Come to think about it - you also have a very nice body" I heard him saying.

Another giggle followed from mom.

"You know I mean it - dont you?" said Amit. I was now suspicious - what is going on there in the Living room?

"I bet you would be hot as a hell with that dress ... next time when you come to my house - may be I would arrage one for you..."

I heard mom saying - "Stop that talk! people can listen to this!"

"Wow - what people? The only person is sleeping - behind closed door too.. ha ha."

"Even then should not you be careful? This is my house after all..." - I heard mom said.

And it hit me. Amit was known for his ways with women. Having sustained multiple girl friends - now he bagged my mom!

I was thinking of hitting the crap out of him. But then - I paused to think. And now another realization hit me. I am getting excited by this conversation.

When I sleep - I close the door from inside. It is a privacy thing. So they can not know I am awake unless I make sound - and come out of the room.

Then I thought why not? I moved out of the bed - and put my ears to the door... to listen more carefully what is happening outside.

"There are so many things to chat about - does anybody in this house know that once some whisky goes inside you - you leak like a fountain? You women can hide things - seriously....he he." That was Amit.

There was a pause. Nothing can be heard.

Then a struggling voice of mom - "NO! not now - not here please...."

"Oh but I think you would enjoy it - I like you that way in between - nothing inside - saves my time..." - a very sarcastic Amit.

That guy knows how to control woman. I was getting harder now. I was actually erect.

"You see I am not doing anything bad am I? Lets see if you are really enjoying it ....what a surprise..you are not! For a change you are dry today!

Bad bad bad girl.

Tell me who last has felt you down there? Tell me hun - please? Be a sweety and tell me...?"

"You!" - mom replied.

"Ah I see - so I take that made you more open? I bet the old man does not do that well does he?" - said Amit.

"Oh...agh....please...not there now...stop...."

"Oh but then do you like it - inside? Probing? Tickling? I think you do...I can feel it is getting moist...you see I am also getting a bit hard. Wanna see it?"

"What - no? That is your answer? Naughty girl...very bad..."

"OH MY GAWWWDDDDDDDD" - said mom. She did not say it. She screamed.

"Ah that is the response I like - more you see - I know your spots...Now, same question again... what can be done with my hardness?"

All I heard this time was "ggggggaaaaaaaa" in a very low tone. Their voices dropped. I had to listen more carefully now.

"I do not like the screaming part honey - sorry I have to cover your mouth. But I bet your mouth can be used better...he he.."

Oh my God. Was he thinking that I am thinking?

"Please Amit - not here - your friend can wake up any moment...later - I promise...please do not make me do it!"

"There is some truth in your words.. mey be it is not the right place...or time...let me see..ok I will let it pass."

"Oh thanks heaven - you young guys are so headstrong...."

"Ah han - but one thing still remains - what about what I started?"

"WHAT? NO! NOT NOW! Please - we might get caught!"

"Increase the TV volume - your moans would not be hard - get into HBO - some action would be there..."

I heard the volume of the TV went high.

I could not hear them. Not anymore.

I was leaking pre-cum. It was erotic. Very erotic.

Then I heard the sound of mom again..bet Amit was putting a hand in her mouth - but still I could hear it - over the TV volume

"ohhhhhhhhhhh...hhhhhhh"

TV was stopped.

Heard moms voice again : "I need to wash myself"

Amit was saying: "Want help?"

All I heard was mom giggling again - "No not any more."

"Admit it - you enjoyed it. Come here - back. Now, please!"

There was sound of some gasping - and some sounds of heavy petting.

"I got to go now - keep it cleaned for me." I heard Amit say.

I went back to bed. My head was spinning from what I heard.

When I came out of the room - 1 hour later - after stroking for half an hour - Amit was gone.

Mom was in the kitchen - prim and proper.

Nothig to tell from her expression.

May be - I should not be hearing any more evil - like that.

You see - that is my secret. My friend is doing my mom - and I am excited about it. No, I do not want to do her. May be I want to watch. I have already heard the evil.

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