Oscar Winning Performance

REHEARSAL

It has already been 6 months since that eventful Saturday after which uncle Sekhar never visited Divya Jaiswal's house. And before this week starts Monalisha reminded Divya of that day and they both had a good laugh remembering it. But all of a sudden Monalisha said something that made Divya wonder about. She cooked up something quickly in her mind and shared with Monalisha.“Divya Di, it will be too much of a risk, do you think it is possible?” Monalisha’s eyes widened as she asked Divya.“It’s all up to my Mon and how she acts. You will have to give an Oscar-winning performance to get uncle Sekhar’s bare Oscar.” Divya joked and giggled.Monalisha’s face glittered in excitement along with an apprehension implementing the whole idea seamlessly. “You have to support me Divya Di if something goes wrong… You have to save me if I am at risk.” Monalisha wanted Divya’s guarantee and assurance.“And what made you think that I won’t be protecting my Mon?”

Divya gave a stern look at Monalisha and they both hugged each other giggling.Later they dispersed as they eagerly waited for the weekend to come.Uncle Shekhar pays a visit once or twice to Kolkata in a month, mostly on Fridays. And he usually does a bit of marketing on the Saturdays before he goes back to his home in North Bengal where he has a small-scale business of his own. He has been single all these years and has maintained a very good physique even if he is above fifty. When he received a call from Divya he was amazed because generally her parents would call him up or he calls them up when required. He hesitantly picked up the phone and was again surprised listening to her plea.She requested him if he can manage to stay during the day time at their place this Saturday as she has an important meeting to attend and her parents won’t be there. What really astounded him that Divya wanted him to watch over their house when no one will be at home. But when she told him the reason, he literally felt giddy for a few seconds… he wondered for few moments as he could almost hear the noises ringing in his ears which he heard on that eventful Saturday at Divya’s place.“Hello…? Uncle? Uncle Sekhar?” Divya kept asking over the phone…“Yeah, yeah… I am here…” Uncle Sekhar replied coming back to his senses. He paused for a moment thinking and then inquired, “When did all these happen Divya? Last time when I met her at your place she was absolutely fine, in fact she was…”

He didn’t speak further when he realised, he was about to say something which was not appropriate to discuss with the daughter of his best friend.Divya on the other side giggling thinking about Sekhar and replied, “Uncle, you don’t worry about it… You just come here and I will instruct everything in detail.”Pausing for a moment uncle Sekhar responded, “Okay my dear niece, I will be there in Kolkata on Friday but will come to your house only on Saturday morning before you go to your work.” And they hung up.On a Friday evening Monalisha came over to Divya’s place as per the plan and they had a wonderful dinner as usual cooked by the great chef, her senior friend and mentor, her beloved Divya Di. But Monalisha had to sleep early disappointed with Divya as she was engrossed in watching 'Brazil vs.Belgium match on TV. She just ordered Monalisha, “Don’t be so greedy my honey bee, go to sleep tonight as you have a bigger task ahead of you, tomorrow. We can have fun some other day… may be tomorrow.” She patted her back, squeezing her butt cheeks and kissed her lips wishing good night.”Next morning around 8 am Divya heard the bell ringing.

Monalisha was already up. But she was asked to go back to the bed room pretending to be asleep according to the plan.Divya was not in a great mood after the match’s result last night but she decided to concentrate on the match that she had organised today at her home. So, she went wearing her overcoat, opened the door and welcomed uncle Sekhar in.Divya asked him to keep his bag in the guest room and get fresh n up quickly to have breakfast along with her. He nodded and went inside the room he usually stays in when he comes. He was looking around the place as if he was searching something while getting inside the guest room. Divya giggled to herself knowing whom uncle Sekhar is apprehensive about.When uncle Sekhar came back to the dining table, Divya sat across the table with him and started having breakfast along with him as she explained how Monalisha was diagnosed of having a weird mental disorder because of the trauma that she went through for the events that had happened to her periodically in the last 5 months. Uncle Sekhar listened to her patiently and then asked curiously, “Why then her parents left her alone with you? Are not they careless?”They have a wedding in their village which the whole family needed to attend. So, they didn’t have any option but to request me and I was unable to deny them. I would not have troubled you if I would not have this meeting on an off day out of the blue. I am sorry.”

Divya pretended to be innocent as she apologised to make things look real. The reason seemed absolutely perfect to uncle Sekhar. “No… No… It’s okay I will take care of her. And you will be anyway back within an hour or two, so till then I can manage everything.” He assured uncle.Divya breathed a sigh of relief knowing that she has won half of the match and now it’s Monalisha’s turn to do the rest of the drama.As they were having breakfast discussing with each other suddenly a shrill voice was heard from behind, “Gooooooddddd morninggggggg Divya Di…. Who’s this man?”It was Monalisha, in a pantie and a camisole on only. The very look of her made uncle Sekhar’s heart pound harder. He softly asked, “Why is she in these apparels?”Divya asked him to be quiet, “Shhh… Uncle, don’t mind all that… she behaves like this always these days. Just treat her like a small kid. Wait I am managing.”Divya walked towards her and pulled Monalisha by her hand, “Hey Mon, wear something over it and come out… Uncle Sekhar is here…”Monalisha pushed Divya and walked haplessly towards uncle smiling, “Heeelllloooo Unnccccllleee…”“Yeah yeah... Hellooo” He responded and looked away.“Mon… don’t be like that… go… brush your teeth and come…” Divya pulled her towards the staircase by her hand in hers but Monalisha started shrieking loudly and sobbed like a small child, “Why are you scolding me Divya Di… what did I do?”Divya looked irritated and glanced at uncle with a pitiful face and pampered Monalisha saying, “Okay Okay… Calm down baby… my sweet baby… Don’t cry…you are a good girl na…? Let’s go…I won’t scold you anymore.”

Divya pretended to be soft to her and they both giggled as they went upstairs.Divya walked back to the dining hall and apologised to uncle Sekhar saying, “Sorry uncle, this is how she has become. Her tantrums are very frustrating and painful… But don’t worry, she is just lunatic.” Uncle Sekhar nodded and said, “I can understand”.Soon around 10 AM, Divya got ready and was almost about to leave the house when she just thought of telling uncle to be careful about one thing. “Uncle, just remember we have neighbours all around us and they should not be aware of this for Monalisha’s family reputation. Just let her do whatever she wants, just bear the pain till I come back. I will try my best to come back as soon as possible”. And she left for work throwing the poor uncle in the middle of an ocean helpless and worried.

INTERMISSION

Uncle Sekhar was relieved knowing Monalisha is inside Divya’s bedroom; she must be sleeping or doing something and it’s good for him that she is not coming out. He relaxed and reclined on the couch in the living room and started reading a newspaper. He always likes to stay in a formal dress. He was wearing a suit and a trouser when he came in the morning. He thought he will change it later. But he never knew what was awaiting him.Just after ten minutes he suddenly felt some weight on his lap and when he instantaneously moved the newspaper away from his face, he was shocked to see Monalisha sitting on his lap with a childlike innocent smile on her beautiful face. He was okay with that but was not okay with the attire she was in. She never changed from that camisole and pantie till now. In fact, she was wearing a pair of earrings now and had put lipstick on her face erratically outside the edges of her lips. He gulped the saliva through his throat and was ready to face the consequence of coming to this place again.

He remembered what Divya told him before going out - “Uncle, don’t worry she is just lunatic and don’t let her cry or shriek.”He gave a smile back to her and said, “My child, how are you? Sit here…” He pointed at the couch on his right, hinting her to sit beside him but she squealed with a squinted eye brow and asked, “Don’t you like me to sit on your lap uncle? You don’t love me? Nobody loves me…” And there she started crying again…“Hey hey baby… hold on…” He patted her shoulder and caressed her cheeks with his palms… “I love you… okay okay you sit wherever you want… I am happy. See…” And poor he tried his best to display a fake smile to her to calm her down.“Mmm… my good uncle…” She giggled and leaned forward to kiss his cheeks and hugged him tight pressing her bosom on his chest. She moved her butt towards his hip more, and made him all the more uncomfortable.“Unccleee… I am feeling bored… Let’s go out to market…” She suddenly demanded looking at his uncomfortable face.Uncle Sekhar’s face glowed with a hope as he thought he got an escape opportunity finally and he immediately agreed saying, “Oh great then… go and get dressed, we will go…” “What…you don’t like my dress? Is this dress bad?” She asked with an innocent expression on her face, stretching the hem of her camisole in her fingers almost displaying a good part of her gorgeous cleavage and threw a fake tantrum again.

Now, that demand defused uncle’s escape plan and he started searching for another excuse to get rid of her present demand. Monalisha knew even she won’t be able to go out in those inners on but she was thoroughly enjoying the torture she was inflicting on this poor old uncle and waiting for his excuse that he was about to give.“If I choose a good dress for you, will you get ready and then we will go out?” He offered her an option.“Yes…I will get dressed if you choose for me.” She replied and uncle looked very happy and tried to get up from the couch but his happiness was not long lasting when Monalisha added another sentence about her issue of getting dressed.“I will get dressed when you dress me with your choice of dress.” She demanded as she jumped up and down on his thighs just over his slowly hardening bulge.Uncle Sekhar is a loner and really never had enjoyed life in regards to women and wine. It’s not that he didn’t have desire but his image conscious attitude had kept him away from everything and made him to concentrate more on earning a living for himself and for an orphanage he was associated with. And today at this scenario he can’t deny himself that he was not aroused by this gorgeous young woman with a mental disorder.“What happened uncle? What are you thinking so much?” Monalisha felt she might be spoiling the game and she needs to bring quick variations to her strategies. She quickly got out of his lap and started to take off her camisole…“Let me take this out and you dress me with the best one you like…” She said and took it off before uncle Sekhar could even grasp what she was up to. His eyes were big and mouth was half-opened to see Monalisha standing with the same lunatic innocent smile on her face but with an absolutely bare chest, displaying her amazing juicy, jiggling breasts. She was looking extremely hot with just in her pantie on.

Her protruding young youthful breasts were beautiful which can attract any sage in the world so there was no doubt about their effects on poor uncle Sekhar.“Uncleee uncleee…do you like them?” She posed an awkward question observing his expressions and before he can react or get up to walk away, she sat on his legs again pressing herself onto his chest, keeping her head on his right shoulder and said, “Unccllleee you are such a good uncle…”“Le..let’s go to to..ttto your rrroom and lettt me get you dressseddd Monalisha…” He could manage to utter those few words stammering all the way and was feeling extremely embarrassed. But he didn’t try to push her away and asked her to stand up as her soft, young, warm mounds calmed his old soul and made him to feel the carnal desire burning within him. It was new for him and he was in a trance.Monalisha understood it and was feeling pity for the old man but her naughty and wicked mind was weaving devious schemes to seduce this man till he could fuck her hard.

She slowly swivelled her butt cheeks over his bulge without letting him suspicious about it. But she couldn’t afford to stay like that more so she jumped off his lap giggling in the same lunatic way and pulling his hand, asking him to stand and go up to the bedroom with her. He stood up but pulled his hand back saying, “I am waiting here and you go and get ready.”“Nooooo…aaaahhhhhnnnn you have to comeeee uncccleee” She insisted him, pulling her hairs with all her fingers.“You are a good girl.” He tried to bribe her with words of praises.“I knowwww uncleee… I won’t go if you don’t comeee…” And she sat down slamming her bum on the floor and threw her legs back and forth, rolling on the floor and sobbing like a child. He could not help but watched her awkward and weird behaviour. That was what uncle Sekhar scared of – ‘her shrieks’. As that reminded him of what Divya had told before going for her meeting. “What will happen if the neighbours find me with a naked girl here and they might complain against me to the police?” He thought and decided to follow her till Divya comes back home. He looked at her and he couldn’t help but observe her beautiful mounds bouncing up and down with her pink erected nipples inviting for a suck. But his good and gentle attitude made him brush off those thoughts quickly and asked her to stand up. He walked ahead of her towards the staircase that leads to Divya’s bedroom. Monalisha quickly got up and ran behind him. She grabbed his right shoulder from behind, putting her left arm in his making sure that his body making perfect contact with her breasts. He couldn’t refute her.

CLIMAX

They reached Divya’s bedroom and she asked her to sit on the bed. He did. Monalisha took all her dresses out of the wardrobe and spread them across the bed. “Choose uncle…and get me dressed.”Monalisha was feeling horny by now with her own inappropriate behaviours, being naked for almost all the time in the presence of an older man, trying to seduce him. She watched his expressions and the way he shuffled her dresses to choose one. He chose one, taking it in his hand and showed it to her. “This one…” Monalisha saw, it was a cotton shirt. She smiled and hopped towards him, standing in front of him she asked him to put it in her arms.

He took a deep breath and standing by side, he held the shirt behind her and asked her to put her left, then right arm in it… The distance between both of them was almost nothing. They could here each other breathing. Monalisha felt her nipples caressed roughly against his suit as she was fidgety all the time pretending to be a mentally unstable. And she almost let out a soft moan closing her eyes. But she could not afford to be carried away. So, she put both her arms in the shirt and waited for him to button it. He watched her eyes, looked away and started to button her shirt up from down. And when his fingers caressed her mounds when he tried to button her shirt over her breasts, he felt an electrifying sensation shivering through his body. Monalisha could see his hands shaking and his breath getting heavier and she decided to go little out of the original plan by pulling the blackmail trigger now…He pushed uncle Sekhar down on the bed and knelt between his legs on the edge of the bed. She pulled his zipper down…“Whatttttt are you doing girllll?” It was his time to shriek now.

But Monalisha was not in a mood to listen to the old fella. She put her index finger on his lips and said, “Shhhhhhh…Uncle… It’s enough… I can shout and let the neighbourhood know that you had been forcing me in Divya Di’s absence. So just keep quiet and enjoy what I am doing.”Uncle Sekhar was dumbfounded and lay on the bed like a helpless scapegoat as Monalisha took his cock out and started sucking on it. It was old but of gold and hard. She smiled looking at the uneasy expressions on his eyes, on his face. After 30 minutes or so there was another shriek in the room. It was Divya who pretended to be shocked, “What the fuck you are doing uncle with this poor mentally unstable girl in my absence?” But she rarely allowed uncle Sekhar to explain his point of helplessness as she also joined Monalisha in her expedition of winning an Oscar.