Chapter 3

She said “come in Raj”. She was feeding her baby with a veil covering her chest. I sat with her continuing to talk about trivial things because I want to just be with her all the time. Taking my chances, I said “Anjali you actually are far more beautiful than your mother”.

She blushed hearing this, I continued “actually not just beautiful but very sexy too”. She was a little shocked listening to the word sexy from me for the first time. She still maintained her composure and said “papa are you being honest that I am more beautiful than mom”?

I said “yes Anjali, without doubt”. Now she smiled listening to this. Today while feeding her veil slipped a little revealing the side view of her plump naked breast. Anjali caught me staring at it and quickly covered it.

Getting caught red-handed staring was way too embarrassing for me so I quickly said sorry and rushed out of there. I again sought more advice especially after what just happened. This time I got my balls kicked for my stupidity before getting further tips on how to mend the mess I had created.

I remained in my room reminiscing the beautiful sight of her naked boob. Just that was enough to give me an instant boner. I again jacked off to that thought and also watching more porn while still lying on my bed jacking off my monster.

This was lunch time now, I again looked at my door only to find her standing there again. She kept peeping inside for longer than last time till just before I blew my load. Then Anjali came in saying “papa lunch is ready” and quickly left from there.

I was still holding my cock with my juice all over it and my stomach. Then we sat down for lunch. I observed she was hesitating in the beginning but soon became completely normal. She had kept a glass of milk at the table.

I again apologized for the staring incident saying it was accidental. She calmly replied “it’s okay papa, I know”. After lunch I gave her a quick hug saying “thank you for the milk dear”. She smiled and went away clearing the table.

Then we sat in the living room watching TV like we normally do. She softly said “papa the pump is becoming a problem. Do you have a better solution”? I replied “let me think about it dear”. She said “I also need to go to the market for some shopping, can you take me”?

I said “yes my dear, let me know when you want to go”. She nodded okay. I said “I am sorry about what happened in my bedroom”. Anjali was quiet for some time, then she said “it is okay papa, I understand you are alone and you have needs”.

I said “yes I do and find it difficult to control at times. I am sure you also must be doing it because Hansh does not keep you happy”? She replied “my bedroom life is fine papa and moreover that is my personal matter, so let’s not talk about it please”.

I asked “if you don’t mind then can you tell me what is the problem with the pump”? She stayed quiet, I pushed her to talk to me as a friend. She said “it takes a lot of effort, so I get tired after using it”. I replied “I am really sorry Anjali that for my sake you are having to take so much trouble”.

She quickly replied “no papa, you don’t have to be sorry. At least now I am able to remove the excess milk and it gives me so much relief. And the milk does not go waste either because you have it”.

I said “there is an electric pump also but the store guy said women have complained about pain in the nipples while using it so I brought this one”. Anjali blushed and said “don’t worry papa, I will manage. I know how much you care for me”.

I said “I am your friend after all, if I don’t take care of you then who else will. Hansh is supposed to be doing all this which he doesn’t and you still say that you are happy with him”. Anjali sat quietly staring at the TV, staring because I knew she was not watching anything, just avoiding looking at me.

I asked “would you mind if I lie down”? She replied “no papa, please go ahead”. I lay on the sofa with my head in her lap. When I put my head in her lap she was startled but then smiled at me running her fingers in my hair. At the same time, I was busy messaging my online friend for more tips.

Anjali asked “who are you messaging papa”? I replied “I have an online friend with whom I chat generally”. She said “hmm interesting, who is it and what is your friendship like”? I said “she is a middle aged woman. Ours is a simple friendship only online where we generally chat or discuss problems and find solutions”.