My plan was set and it would either make or break me but I was so obsessed with seeing Abbu's cock again I just had to go through with it. About fifte...en minutes later I heard Abbu knocking on the door and saying out loud that tea had arrived. Because of what had happened recently, Abbu waited for me to answer before he let himself into the room. I took a deep breath and told him to come in. The scene that greeted Abbu was exactly the same as it was before, I was laid on the bed with my legs. Almost every event has the maximum amount of athletes. Some cyclists are turned away.I’m not surprised to say, it almost feels like a company picnic. Even my employees that aren’t racing have the day off, and everybody brings their families to cheer us on. I wish I could tell you more of what happens, but I am in the second longest race, and so we are the second heat to leave, and I miss most of the festivities. Alva is the only one from our team that goes before me. She has a smug smile on her. As you all know Indian women are best looking in saree. That exposes the women’s body at the right places. So that evening I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She was with her friends all time. I followed her everywhere she went. Like from the ground to the dinner area to her house. She too noticed me doing this and maybe she felt a little uncomfortable with that. She too was looking for an opportunity to talk to me but didn’t happen. So the next evening I thought of going for the walk in the. At 9pm we ate lunch and i went to sleep. I left Mr.Darshan on the sofa because that is where he used to sleep. Mom went to her master bedroom and at around 11pm we all slept.But my mind came to a dirty stage where i started to think of Mr.Darshan fucking my mom. So i decided to creep slowly to see any thing and at first when i passed the sitting room i did not see Mr.Darshan and i was shocked, my heart started pounding and i knew my fantasies were half fulfilled.I crept slowly towards mom’s.