Sujata, My Mother & My Wife

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She then got up and started to move towards the kitchen. Just then I stopped her.

"Where are you going ma"

"Honey I have to prepare our dinner."

"Its ok ma, I will do that, you just relax."

"Oh thank you honey. You are my darling."

I often used to help my mom when she menstruated. She always had painful and heavy periods and often complained of abdominal and leg pain. I prepared dinner for us that day and after we ate I cleaned up everything and went back to the living room. My mom was watching TV sitting on the couch. I sat on floor in between her legs. She started moving her fingers through my hair. I took one of her feet in my hand and started massaging it gently.

"Oh dear it feels so good." She had closed her eyes.

She was enjoying the massage which she needed very badly. I often did this when she was in her periods to relieve her from her pain. After massaging her both feet I made her lay on the floor on her belly. I massaged her shoulders her back and lower back where she would feel more pain in her periods. I did this for about an hour. After I was done she lay there for a while before getting up. I caught her both hands and helped her get off the floor. She looked more relaxed and she no longer looked depressed.

She hugged me, rested her breasts against my chest and put her arms around my neck. I pulled her towards me. She kissed me gently and then our lips locked. We were probing each others tongue. After a while we separated.

"Oh Mohan you are such a loving man. I am so proud to have you as my son and as my husband," she said.

"You are a wonderful ma and a loving wife." I said as she blushed.

"It's so exciting to be your ma and wife at the same time."

"And soon you will become a mother and a grand mother of your own baby." I said.

"That's so funny." She said as we both smiled.

We went to our bedroom and slipped into the covers. I pulled her towards me holding her bottom and shoulders. She buried her head against my chest seeking assurance. She just wanted to be loved and cared which was what I was providing her. I was caressing her back, moving my fingers through her hair and occasionally planting a kiss on her forehead. She was not doing anything to me. Her eyes were closed and she was just enjoying being loved. Soon she drifted in her blissful sleep and so did I.