The Hot Mom

CHAPTER 2

I sighed shaking my head and moved to the other corner of the room. I stood there with a glass of Champaign, looking at the people around. The people in high society always wear masks ! They smile and praise on the face and curse in mind. They always make friends only if there are benefits. They have hidden interests in everything they do. There were few who came to me and introduced their daughters just like Mr. Lancer did, but left as I didn’t talk much. I felt the ambience suffocating. I needed some fresh air. I looked around and quietly slipped out of the room to the garden outside, after putting the glass on a tray carried by a waiter.

 I stood near a fountain in the garden and lit a cigar. I looked at the sky. It was cloudy and there was no moon. It was humid and soon it should be pouring. I sniffed the aroma of the soil and the atmosphere. It always refreshes me. I closed my eyes and recollected my childhood memories. When I was small, I played around with my friends in the courtyard. I always used to smell the soil before it rained and after it has rained. I was not allowed to play around in the mud. My mother would scold me, scared that I would catch a cold and I used to pout at her. But I could never stay angry with her and she used to get her ways making me my favourite Chicken noodles. She cooks really well and I am such spoiled when it comes to food that I face problem eating even in the best of restaurants. Their food may be prepared by the world class chefs but they miss the magic of love and care.

I was immersed in my thoughts when I heard a faint singing flowing naturally in the air. At first I was dumbfounded, who would be singing now? It is already late evening, about to rain and all the guests and the hosts too were inside. I took the last puff of my cigar and dropped it on the ground. I felt a small drop of water fall on my face as I looked up. It has already started drizzling. It is better to go inside I thought and turned towards the mansion entrance as I heard the voice again.

It was a sweet female voice singing something melancholy. The voice was delicate and attractive. I stood still for a few seconds and concentrated on the lyrics which I couldn’t figure out. But whatever were the lyrics, the melody and the voice has somehow touched my soul. I could imagine the owner of the voice. She has to be a girl in her twenties, lonely and sorrowful. Must have an innocent, pale but beautiful face. She has to be someone very kind but poor. Must be very introvert and shied. I was curious now and I turned and started walking towards the source of the voice.

 As I moved closer the voice became more prominent. I crossed the fountain and went towards the backside of the Mansion. The voice was now louder and clear. As I moved further, I spotted her, the owner of the beautiful voice. And not only was her voice stunning but she was no less than a goddess herself.

I reached the huge kitchen window and stood still behind the window pane observing her singing to herself while stiring something in a big pot. She was tall, almost 5’9”, had wavy knee length brown hair and brown eyes with a fair complexion. She was thin with attractive breasts and hips. Her face was actually innocent just like a child unaware of the harsh reality of the world. She wore a white free flowing frock. I could not move my gaze and stood still for almost 15 minutes watching her quietly, singing to herself and cooking. The aroma of the food and the melody of the song created a heavenly ambience. I broke out of my trance when I heard her frown and talk to a cat, must be a pet.

“Oh My God ! Lucy ! It has started pouring. You never even reminded me about the clothes! I completely forgot to bring them!” She hurried out of the kitchen and I looked around wondering where she might have gone! Suddenly I saw her run in the backyard, outside the kitchen removing clothes which were hung on a rope and were already dry, but now getting wet because of the rain which has started to pour heavily.

“ s**t! How foolish I am to have forgotten about these completely.” She took the clothes and hurried in, to again come running outside.

I thought why this foolish girl is running here and there in the rain! She will definitely catch a cold tomorrow. Then I noticed her, the poor cat who must have come out with her and started playing with a woollen ball left on the ground. She quickly picked her up and scolded her. “ You must not play in rain Lucy. See, now you got wet!”

Then she started giggling to herself, “ Well I got wet too, see.” She talked to the cat running her palms on her wet body. 

“ So..oo, it is no harm to play a little. But only a little, it is already dinner time and I have to get ready. You don’t want me to get scoldings, now do you?”

The cat meowed and she laughed again putting her on the ground and playing with her with the woollen ball.

She was now all wet. Her white dress was completely soaked and showed her curves even more prominently. Her breasts were wet and became transparent. She had lovely round and inviting breasts.

I kept staring at her and smiling to myself shaking my head. I liked her. I liked a woman for the first time in my life. Who is she? I wondered when I heard someone call, “ Juliana! Where are you? Come here at once”.

As soon as she heard the rude voice she jumped a little probably with fear and rushed inside,

 “ Coming in a minute.”

I again peeped inside the kitchen.

“Oh My God ! I can’t go in these wet clothes for the dinner, Lucy! if someone finds out I was out in the rain playing with you, we both shall be in great trouble . What do I do?” Saying this to the cat she suddenly grabbed one simple light pink dress from the clothes that she brought from the backyard and said smiling, “ Lucy, I think I can change into this. Anyways Tracy discarded this dress of hers and won’t mind me wearing” Saying this she started to undress. She opened the zip of her frock and pulled it off her shoulders and it fell loose on the ground.

She kept talking, “ I don’t understand why can’t she wear this again. This dress is beautiful and she only wore it once during the last dinner.”

 My gaze started travelling from the wet dress, that was now lying on the floor to her bare legs, up to her thigh and further up to her back. She stood there in a white lingerie. Her hip was round and soft hardly hidden under the lacy underwear. Her body is soul captivating. Although I could only see her back but her curves were so perfect that I could easily imagine that her naked front will be attractive too!

 My pulse started racing and I could feel small drops of sweat form on my forehead. She soon unclasp her Bra and I closed my eyes and turned around. I stood there panting a little, controlling my already erect member. Although my heart wanted me to look at her, take in her natural beauty but my brain reminded me that being a gentleman it is not what I should be doing.

I stood there looking at the sky for a few seconds as I calmed myself and I turned to go and join the dinner. I took off my coat and covering my head with it I quickly walked to the house. Once I reached the fountain I saw Steve running towards me with an open umbrella.

“Boss! You are getting wet.” He took me under the Umbrella and we both went inside.