The game of father-in-law and daughter-in-law, Part 11

A daughter-in-law and father-in-law affair continues as Raja investigates his son's murder, blending desire with a quest for revenge.

Norms
Lund = Lund, Lund, Lund
Choot = Choot, vagina.

Continuing from the previous episode...

Menaka laid Raja Saheb down and rested her large boobs on his chest. "When will you go to Bangalore?"
"I'm thinking of leaving tomorrow." Raja Saheb was caressing her smooth waist.
"Will you take me too?"
"No, Menaka, I'll drop you off at your parents' house."
"Why?" Menaka sat up a little, resting her weight on her elbows. Raja Saheb was enjoying the pressure of her boobs on his chest. As soon as she got up, her boobs moved away, so he slid his hands up from her waist, pressed her back, and pressed her boobs back against his chest.
"It wouldn't be right for you to go to Bangalore right now. This isn't a business deal. If you stay with your parents, I will be sure you're safe."

"And how can I be sure about you?" Menaka placed one of her thighs on top of his.

"Don't worry about me. I'll be back soon after I finish." He pulled her thigh and took her completely on top of him. Now Menaka's Choot was pressed against his lund.

"Okay, then, drop me off at my parents' house tomorrow and go to Bangalore, but promise to come pick me up straight away as soon as you get back."

"Promise, but your parents won't feel awkward! And they'll also want you to stay with them for a few more days." Raja Saheb spread her Gaand cheeks and gave a push from below, and his Lund entered her Choot by 3 inches.

"...Aye...yeee...!...Don't worry about that...oo...oo...I'll take care of it. You just...aaah...just...pay promise." Menaka got up, moved her waist, and took the entire Lund inside her.

"I promise, my queen!" Raja Saheb sat up, held her tight in his arms, and took her boobs in his mouth. Menaka, too, was ecstatic, hugged him and began to fuck him, moving her waist.

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The next morning, the two left for Menaka's parents' house. Raja Saheb dropped her there, drove back to the city, and caught a flight to Bangalore. He was in Bangalore at 7 p.m. Upon arrival, He made an appointment with Dr. Purandare for the next day.

The next morning at ten o'clock, Rajasahab was sitting across from Dr. Purandare in his cabin.

"Rajasahab, I apologize for everything that happened."

"Doctor, you're embarrassing me. Whatever happened wasn't your fault. Please stop blaming yourself."

"But Rajasahab, Vishwajeet was my patient. He was my responsibility. I don't understand how all this happened!"

"Doctor, you believe that Vishwa had recovered to a large extent, so he couldn't have run away from here to get drugs. Right?"

"Right, I've spent my entire life helping people overcome addiction, and I can confidently say that Vishwa couldn't have done such a thing."

"Then he must have left here for some other reason...what could it reason be...?"

"Believe me, Raja Sahib, this same question has been bothering me too, and not a day has passed without me trying to find the answer."

"Doctor Sahib, I too can't seem to find the answer to this question. Well, who was there that night?"

"Yes, besides the patients, there were two doctors on night duty and a guard at the gate."

"If you permit, can I talk to them?"

"Of course, Raja Sahib. You can ask anyone you want in this center, and you can come and go whenever you want."

"Thank you very much, Doctor. So please introduce me to those doctors and the guard."

"Take you right now." Saying this, Doctor Purandare put the intercom receiver to his ear.

Raja Sahib didn't learn anything significant from the doctors. At this moment, he was sitting on a chair in the center's lawn, and the guard on duty that night was standing in front of him. "Sir, we really didn't see Vishwajeet Sahib leaving, nor were we evasive or asleep at the gate."

"Look, we haven't come to accuse you of anything. We just want to know what had happened that night."

The guard told him everything that Dr. Purandare, his staff, and the police had been saying.

"...So, nothing happened that night that would raise any fears of something untoward."

"No, sir. The power just went out for a while, which the BESCOM people fixed."

"What? The power went out! Tell me the whole story."

The guard told him the whole story.

"Did you tell the police about this?"

"Yes, sir."

"Hmm. Okay, did you go with the man who went to the basement to fix the generator?"

"No, sir. He told me not to worry, he'd fix it, it's just a minor problem. Sir, we didn't leave the gate at that time either. Only one man came with a van to fix the electricity, and he left within ten minutes...and he was alone when he left."

"Did you see his face?"

"I don't remember clearly, sir. It was very dark...he was a short, dark man."

Raja Sahib had come fully prepared. "Was he this one?" he asked, opening his briefcase and pulling out a photo of Jabbar and presenting it to the guard.

"I can't say for sure, sir...but yes, he looked like that."

That was enough for Raja Sahib. A little while later, he was sitting in front of the investigating officer of Vishwa's case at the police station. "...Maybe the electricity in that area also went off that night?"

"Yes, this is quite common in that area. It's a new settlement, isn't it? Power cuts are common. And anyway, the electrician who repaired the electricity that night was in a BESCOM uniform and with a van. I checked all the records; no BESCOM van was reported missing or stolen. So, I suspect it's not Angle. I'm sure the guard was asleep, and your son slipped away, and unfortunately, he fell into the hands of the wrong people."

"Hmm, anyway, thank you, officer. I'll be grateful for everything you've done." Raja Sahib extended his hand to the officer.

"Just doing my job, Raja Sahib. Trust me, I'll catch the culprit." He shook Raja Sahib's hand.

Raja Sahib bid him farewell and headed for the airport, his work done. After talking to the guard, they were convinced that Jabbar was his son's murderer. They had deliberately not told the officer Jabbar's photo or their suspicions. Now they were determined to punish Jabbar with his own hands and ways. Upon reaching the airport, he called Maneka, "My work is done. I am coming on the next flight."
"Come pick me up directly."

"Okay, my love."

Maneka's parents didn't want their daughter to leave so soon, but Maneka made an excuse of urgent work at the office. Her parents also felt that their widowed daughter was enjoying herself, even if it was just a pretext for work, so they didn't insist on stopping her. Now, Maneka was eagerly awaiting Raja Saheb at her parents' home.

The story continues. Please stay tuned and keep sharing your opinions.

Respectively... Maitri.