Chapter 3

The 55 yrs old widow Promila Chowdhury was sitting at the clean, nicely arranged table in the kitchen of her daughter’s two storied with five bedrooms consisting building where she lived with her. She was nibbling on a small slice of bread from a plate. Her daughter Protima was out of Kolkata for a musical function with her son-in-law Palash and wouldn’t be returned home this week which they often did. It didn’t bother her two grandkids as she took care them properly ... actually she had beautifully filled her daughter’s absence.

Her granddaughter Poly looked like the cutest girl with her dark black hair ... cascading straight and long down to her shoulders. Her bright eyes showed the characteristics of her brilliance and curious nature. She was a short girl of just 4 feet 3 inches in height with a plumper structure ... weighed 45 kgs which made her babydoll like figure as attractive as her mother. Along with that the budding boobs and a nice jiggling bottom of her 16 yrs old teen body attracted the lustful attention from all age groups.

The cute student of Class-XI had been blessed with the sweetest smile ... and the most cherubic eyes that twinkle innocently, mesmerized anyone who would gaze into them. Sometimes, at the shops, strangers would remark to her mother or grandmother how she looked so cute and angelic.

Having just taken a shower, Poly was dressed in one of her elder brother’s old slightly faded T-shirt which was a light pink dotted with little yellow flowers and went down a little past her girlish hips barely hiding her tight little white cotton panties. In the bright light, one could easily make out the dimple of her tight little privates. However it was the normal attire she enjoyed wearing at home.

Her brother Pobitro had just woke up from a good night’s sleep and felt his morning wood becoming even harder. It was Sunday and his grandmother has selected this day for washing clothes and cleaning the house with the help of two siblings. But this was the day he got to sleep late. It was also the day that was his day to have his favorite breakfast.

As he laid in bed thinking about the coming day’s activities, he smelled the scent of coffee coming from the kitchen and knew he had better get up. Toast with jelly was his favorite breakfast and that was what he picked for them to have each Sunday morning. Poly, his 16 year old sister’s favorite was however egg-toast and coffee.

However the rest of the week they had cereal or normal Bengalee foods ... like rice, curry, omlette, fish etc. Mainly because his sister and he usually woke up late or was slow moving around, there was not much time for anything else. Their parents didn’t really care and ate what there was and when they had time.

He made his way out of the bed and to the bathroom in a hurry because he had to pee. After getting cleaned up he headed directly to the kitchen for some breakfast. His elder sister and grandmother was already sitting at the dining table eating when he walked in and sat down beside his sister.

“Morning, sleepy head.” Promila smiled. “You almost missed out on getting some omelette this morning.”

“Why is that?” He asked.

“Your sister was going to eat it all.” She again smiled.

His grandmother sometimes acted like a little baby but she was his mother’s widow mother and he did respect her well ... as much as a grandson could show his respect a grandmother anyway. He does have to admit she is really beautiful even in this age and the older she got the better she looked to him. He had even taken care of himself from time to time while thinking about what she might look like without any clothes on.

On the other hand, he loved his elder sister very much. They were very close and had grown up playing together, including the two of them playing with dolls when they were even more younger. Earlier she was slim but has started to fill out later perfectly. She had small fleshy legs, a very sexy, bubble butt and her boobs were just beginning to gain shape. In fact, when she was at home and wearing a loosened Tape-Frock or her borther’s T-shirt, it was easily possible to see her taunt nipples erect and standing straight out.

For Pobitro it was a nice turn on which started to heat his blood up. He was sure that she turned a lot of boys and teachers heads when she strutted around wearing her school uniform ... a pair of navy blue skirts and a white T-shirt ... along with her white socks-clad sexy legs.

“What are you doing today, Sona?” His grandmother asked him affectionately.

“After lunch I have to meet my friends. We might play cricket or something else.” He answered.

Poly looked at him with a goofy look on her face like she knew what his friends and he were actually going to do. She didn’t say anything but she sure acted like she knew everything about him. Being just 16, she was always paranoid as to what other’s thought. So, when Poly looked at him the way she did, he of course began to wonder.

“And Pallu, what are you doing today?” Promila asked her granddaughter ... turning towards her.

“I’m going to meet my friend Maria ( Mahima ) after lunch.” She replied.

Poly again looked at her younger brother with a funny smirk ... and giggled a little. This really made the boy wonder. Mahima was one year younger than him and younger sister of one of his older friend Birbahadr Thapa. Putting two and two together he came up with it being possible that Mahima might found out from her brother about an old European porn magazine of his father which he got from him and told his sister. However he just didn’t have any proof.

He had just began to eat when Promila began to talk to the both of her grandchildren. ‘Here it comes. The regular cleaning day lecture.’ Pobitro thought.

“Do not forget what we’ve to do today. Make sure to put all your dirty clothes out from your room and keep them into the basket right after breakfast, that is if you want clean clothes to wear for next week. Unless you want me to come into your room and search for your dirty clothes. Don’t forget to take the sheets off from your bed and put them in the laundry-basket. I also expect you to clean up your rooms before lunch.” Promila said smilingly.

They always thought their grandmother was kidding about them putting their clothes in the basket right after breakfast. That was until he didn’t put them out early enough, he didn’t get his regular clothes cleaned. He ended up wearing old and dirty clothes that he didn’t like. He now get them out early.

Actually his grandmother herself would wash the clothes during the day and then after lunch she would clean the floors ... and in the evening, she will put them on their beds. After that they would have to make up their own bed and put their own clothes away ... seemed pretty fair to him, so he never complained.

Poly and Pobitro finished eating and went to their own rooms. He changed into his play clothes and tossed all his dirty clothes from the week out into the basket along with his bedsheet. He cleaned up his own room and finished what little homework he had left to do for Monday.

By then it was lunch time. He was really getting excited once again watching the hot porn pictures of the magazine and he was having difficulties ... keeping his excitement down so that it was not obvious that he had an erection once again.

“Lunch is ready!” Promila called out.

It took him by surprise as the time had snuck up on him. He had a big bulge in his Bermuda but figured it would go down by the time he headed to the kitchen. So he opened the bedroom door and headed to the kitchen. Just as he passed his sister’s room, she opened the door. Her glance instantly fell on his crotch as she noticed the big tent in his Bermuda.

“Watching some hot stuff again?” She giggled ... indicating on the tent.

Pobitro was terrified. He was now pretty sure she knew about the porn magazine he borrowed from his Nepali friend but wasn’t sure if she was going to give any type of hints to their parents or grandmother about it. It wasn’t like he was going to rob a shop or do drugs or anything bad. He was just going to take care of his certain needs. He knew one thing for sure, his sister’s naughty giggle sure didn’t help to make his cock calm down.

It was one of those really cute sexy childish giggles that made a boy want to pull it out and cum without notice. Luckily he was able to make it to the kitchen and sit down before his grandmother too notice his bulging crotch.

“Make sure you shake out each piece before you went outside, please. Just like I showed you.” Promila commanded but he could feel his grandmother’s piercing eyes was fixed for few seconds on his bulge like his sister ... he couldn’t look at her eyes directly.

She was one of those women who thought all children should know the basics of how to live, like how to cook basic foods, how to wash your own clothes, how to clean the house, etc etc. It wasn’t like she expected them to do those because she was always there for those jobs. But she figured her two grandkids should know for when they lived on their own. She was probably right too.

“OK.” Pobitro nodded again and finishing the lunch, he went to his room.

He collected his dirty clothes from his room and tossed them into the basket. And that’s when he noticed a pair of his grandmother’s sky-blue panties in the basket. From it’s size, he guessed it must be her’s. He took them out and held them up to get a good look. The thin lace panties looked so sexy. He noticed two pair of dirty panties were kept in the basket from which an intoxicating odor was coming out. They must be his sister’s and mother’s and as he examined each additional pair, he got harder and harder.

He had never done anything silly with either his sister or his mother ... and hadn’t even seen them naked in years but there was just something about those panties he loved looking at. His favorite was a pink pair with red hearts on them which surely was his mother’s and the sides were simply a pieces of elastic with no additional fabric. He then heard his grandmother coming and so he tossed them into the basket real quick. However before that she spotted him playing with her frilly panties.

“Oh ... my ... my ... this time my panties caused it, you dirty boy.” Promila giggled as she looked at his bulging crotch and his head immediately fell down in shame. “Don’t worry, you’ll get another smelly one in due time.”

Next morning ... Poly was now home alone with her younger brother and grandmother. His brother was just 14 yrs old but already formed with a stout body ... with 4’9” in height and weight of 48 kgs. His medium length hair was also black like his sister and he wore it mussed up slightly as if he never combed after getting up.

Like their mother, her brother had hazel colored eyes and they had a dreamy look in them as if he were always thinking of far away places. Opposite to Poly, he had a slim build but strong as well. He had just passed the annual examination of Class-IX and waited for it’s result out. Poly knew that her brother have three close friends ( Rocky, Abdul & Birbahadur) who never missed the opportunity to play with him.

She was chewing on a rather soft piece of sliced bread ... sitting on a chair in the dinning room when her brother was busy in his own pleasure. Actually he had been in his bedroom watching a hard-core Hindi porn of ‘Bindastimes’ secretly in his father’s laptop while stroking his prick. He felt himself highly excited watching the mature heroine Sudipta to have sex with a teenage boy like him as he thought himself in the hero’s place. But his enjoyment was disturbed getting a call from his sister to take his breakfast. He cursed her mumbling as he headed towards the kitchen.

“That’s the last slice of bread?” asked Pobitro bitterly as he went past to his sister and reached over the plate.

“Yeah,” answered Poly innocently as she munched on the last slice of bread.

Poly then turned her head as her eyes fell on his crotch. She could see that the crotch of her brother’s Bermuda was tented out which told her that he had just finished looking at either the hot porn magazine or a porn movie and that he was highly aroused. However oblivious by his sister’s noticing his bulge, the young boy sat on the marble table as he reached over and took a discarded half eaten toast from his elder sister’s plate.

He knew that his sister always left the burn ends and that was the part of the toast that he liked most. Quietly, both children sat at the table munching on their cold bread pieces ... looking up at the wall clock and wondering if their grandmother was returning home soon from her morning-walk.

“Do you think she would get back soon?” asked Poly as she finished her slice in which Pobitro shrugged indifferently.

“I dunno,” He said sounding slightly annoyed as he took a sip of his milk then offered the glass to his sister, “Here, wanna finish it?”

Poly took the glass and drank the rest of the milk as they got up and started walking to their respective bedroom. Being curious and feeling a bit lonely, Poly followed her brother up the short hallway to his bedroom at the far end.

“What’s are you going to do now?” asked Poly as she stood at the doorway of her brother’s messy bedroom that had boys cloths laying in piles and books thrown all over haphazardly.

“Nothing”, flatly answered Pobitro in a harsh tone. It had a hint that his sister was bothering him by keeping him from doing something he didnt want to do in her presence. “Aren’t you going to your dance academy? It’s already past 7:00 AM.”

Poly tilted her head and said nothing as she watched her stout brother taking their father’s laptop from bedside and opening it carefully. He reclined slowly resting his back on the pillow and placed the laptop on his left side ... positioning it in such a way that she couldn’t see what he intended to watch.

“Well?” said Pobitro seeing his sister still hanging around his doorway ... looking at him with that same look their mother gave him when she knew that he was trying to hide something. But it was no use because she knew what it was he was trying to hide. It made him very uncomfortable as he tried to pretend that he was reading some online notes of his coaching centre.

“I bet you’re looking at those movies in which people indulge in sex, huh?” said the clever girl in an innocent tone yet knowing tone. Pobitro looked up surprisingly as if his sister had just slapped him. He tried to put the laptop aside and make his facial expression look shocked but innocent.

“What do you mean!” retorted the young boy sitting up straight and continuing his act of innocence ... though it was shaky, “I’m ... I’m ... reading the notes ( gulp ) given by our Hindi Ma’am Gurpreetji.”

“Don’t try to fool me ... I know you’re looking your favourite hindi porn,” answered the 16 yrs old girl in an almost adult manner that made the young boy lose his shaky composure of innocence.