Few days passed but nothing has changed much. Pawan uncle continue to visit our house without having any fear of getting caught. They knew this truth can't be hidden anymore because I saw them together. And also my mother was pregnant so everyone must be knowing it after few months. The air in the house was still thick with the smell of their sweat and sex when the front door slammed open. My Father was back from his one and half month business trip. The sound was like a gunshot, cracking through the post-coital haze.

In the bedroom Pawan uncle was still buried deep inside my mother, his heavy body pressed against her back, his cock only half-soft. My own breath caught in my throat, frozen by the door as I watched my father’s figure fill the hallway. My father greeted me and asked about where my mom is. I signalled towards the bedroom. He moved towards his bedroom feeling happy to meet my mother.