Chapter 3

The next day the atmosphere in the house was charged. Shobha was dressed in her nightie with a thin veil upon it. Her hair was tied with a scarf and she had applied fresh body spray which had filled the room with fragrance.

Rahul coming down and seeing his mother's attire was delighted. He hurried his steps and coming behind his mother he put his arms around her waist and nuzzled his head on her hair. Inhaling deeply the aroma he untied the scarf holding her hair before wishing her good morning.

Shobha stood still allowing her son to loosen her hair and when he was inhaling its fragrance she said 'the breakfast is getting cold.'

Holding her by the waist, Rahul dragged his mother to the dining table and sat down. Shobha proceeded to feed him and as Rahul's hands were free, he started to caress her waist. Shobha started enjoying his caresses and took her own time in feeding him.

Rahul then became adventurous. He slid his hand down over the left side of her buttocks and placed it over there. Shobha did not object to this. His hand then slid further down and came upon her rich thighs. He started to slide his fingers slightly over her thighs and when his mother did not object, he tried to push his hand further down between them.

Shobha suddenly pulled his hand away from her thighs. Rahul's hand went back to her waist again. He knew there were some limitations and he continued fondling her waist with more vigor squeezing the soft rich curves of her waist. Shobha did not object to this and as she got up on feeding him she felt her son's hands caress her voluptuous buttocks and this made her shiver.

As Rahul got up he playfully held his mother's veil. Shobha turned around to face him. Rahul smiled at her and pulling out her veil he ran away from her before wiping his face and hands with it.

Shobha screamed obscenities at him and when Rahul threw the veil back at her after stepping out he heard her say 'when come home, I will make you repent, you naughty fellow.'

Rahul came home early and when his mother enquired about his examinations he replied 'it was easy and I only have two more to go.'

'Go and change' said his mother.

As Rahul came down his mother excused herself saying she had to visit their neighbors and will be back soon. Rahul after spending some time watching the TV went back to his room for studies. It was after quite some time when his mother came to his room. His mother had worn the same nightie which she had worn in the morning and she had discarded the veil.

Seeing her without the veil Rahul smiled at her and asked 'why, what happened to your veil?'

'There's no point in wearing it' she replied.

'Why' asked Rahul, as his mother sat next to him.

'My son does not allow me to put it on, ' she replied.

'Why, what does he do, ' asked Rahul moving closer to her.

'He pulls it away from my body' replied his mother.

'But why, ' he again asked her as he put his arm around her waist?

'I don't know the reason, tell me if you know it, ' she replied.

'I have a vague idea but before I tell you, promise you won't scream at me' he said.

'No, I won't scream at you, I promise' she said smilingly.

'Then come closer, I will put the words in your ear' he said.

Shobha moving her ear to his face asked 'Is this enough?'

As his mother brought her ear near his face, Rahul first tenderly nibbled her ear before speaking softly 'I think he wants to see your br no che... ' First he wanted to say breasts then changed it over to chest.

'Yes, what does he wants to see' asked his mother moving closer.

'I think he wants to see your chest' he said and waited for her response silently.

On hearing it his mother was mildly surprised and she held back for a few seconds before replying 'I think he should be reprimanded as he is becoming naughty.'

'Yes, indeed' he is becoming naughty. How do you intend to reprimand him' asked Rahul embracing his mother?

'Let him finish his exams, then I will see to it' she said.

'That means you don't mind it' he asked putting his arm across her waist and pulling her to him. 'I did not say so' she replied.

'What's wrong in allowing him to see' said Rahul pecking kisses on her cheeks.

'I have not decided about it' she replied.

'How long will you take to decide about it' he said shuffling her hair with his hands.

'Keep trying you may succeed' shot back his mother.

Hearing those words Rahul was encouraged. Lifting his hands he held his mother by her head and drawing her face closer to his, he kissed her squarely on her lips.

Shobha sizzled as he felt his hot lips on hers. Unable to control anymore she drew his head and opening her mouth wide kissed him back. Rahul was enchanted by this and in a reflex action he pushed his tongue deep inside her mouth and embraced his mother's body to his.

Shobha was stimulated by the passionate kiss and as Rahul drew her up to his body, she tamely succumbed to his ministrations. Her body was set on fire. Rahul feeling her body shivering started to caress her back and bringing his hand under her arms he moved it over the side of her breasts.

Shobha moaned hard when she felt her son's hand trying to feel her breasts. She pressed her upper body to his completely, squashing her breasts over his chest. Rahul could no longer put his hand on her breasts. He placed his hands over her shoulders and pushing her back he trust one of his hand on her chest.

Shobha moaned louder. Her tongue slipped out and started to lick her son's lips. Rahul felt possessed. He thrust his hand deep between his mother's chest. His hand felt the opening of his mother's nightie. His fingers started to fumble over her hooks and with great difficulty he managed to unhook two of them.

As the flaps of his mother's nightie gave way, his fingers came in contact with the warm flesh of his mother's bosom. This aroused him. He dug his hand deeper till he could feel the silkiness of his mother's brassiere. This made his prick shot up.

Shobha's body too was throbbing in the heat of the passion. She lifted her body for a second to allow her son's hand to take possession of her breasts and as Rahul slid his hand over the cup of her bra, she shuddered and wet her panties.

Rahul too was on the verge of shooting and as his mother allowed access to his hands to cup her bra his pecker shot up and when he felt his mother's body convulse in the heat of the passion he again jammed his lips on hers and cupping her breast over her bra he shot his load in his pants.

Both were exhausted and it was Shobha who first came out of the trance and tiding her clothes she stood up.

Rahul seeing his mother about to leave caught her hand. Shobha was dumbstruck by this action. Without releasing her hand from his she moved closer to him and kissing him on the lips said 'take rest, you have your exam tomorrow.'

Hearing this Rahul let go of her hand and as his mother left his room, he went to bed.

Once inside her room Shobha was shivering with excitement. It was ages since she had wet her panties and as she replayed the day's proceedings she felt light hearted. She slept soundly throughout the night.

As the morning rays shone brightly Rahul got up and after taking a leisure bath he dressed up and came down. His mother looked radiant having taken her bath. She had tied her wet hair with a towel and her blouse was soaked due to seepage of water from her hair.

The visibility of the black straps of her bra over her wet white blouse was a sight to Rahul's eyes. He strode silently towards her and taking hold of the towel covering her wet hair he removed it. Then he proceeded to wipe her wet hair with it. He lovingly took hold of a few strands of hair and wiped them dry.

Shobha loved his ministrations and getting aroused from it slowly pushed her back till she felt his thighs. Rahul manipulated himself so that the voluptuous back of his mother was in between his thighs and on feeling her warm buttocks on his thighs his pecker got aroused.

Adjusting so that his mother could not feel his throbbing penis he continued to brush her hair dry and as he finished it, he drew aside the hair covering her back and kissed her exposed back.

Shobha feeling his hot kiss on her wet back shuddered in delight and lifting her hands up she held her son's head with them. Rahul on seeing her lift her arms slid his hands on her waist and drew his mother's body up without realizing that he had pulled her back on to his throbbing pecker.

The moment Shobha felt his aroused pecker she closed her eyes in ecstasy while Rahul felt ashamed on his deed and pulled away from her. This made his mother to realize his timid ness and as she felt him move away she went on with her preparations.

Both sat silent at the dining table and as Shobha started feeding her son, he consumed without much ado. After he finished he got up and after washing his hands went in search of a napkin.

Shobha on seeing her son launder in search of a napkin went up to him and taking hold of the edge of her sari she cleaned his hands dry.

This made Rahul regain some of his lost strength. Kissing her cheeks he went out.

As soon as Rahul finished his exam his thoughts were centered on the day's proceedings. Though he felt ashamed on his deed it brought him some relief to recall his mother's behavior. It enlightened his feelings when he pictured his mother wiping his hands with her sari. This gave him enough courage and he slowly threaded back home.

On entering the house he was rewarded by the sight of his mother who was fully decked up in a rich black sari and ready to go out and when he enquired whether she was going out, she said 'come lets go and have our dinner out.'

This was news to Rahul. He hurriedly went up and changing his clothes he strode elegantly down the stairs. Shobha on seeing him dressed smartly was pleased and putting an arm around his waist she started to move out.

After fetching a cab, Shobha directed the driver to a posh restaurant. Rahul was overwhelmed when he heard the restaurant's name. It was the costliest restaurant in the city and to accompany his mother to such a posh restaurant made him feel elated.

On alighting from the cab, Rahul opened the door for his mother to step out and holding her arm he escorted her in. Shobha was delighted by the way Rahul escorted her and putting her arm around his waist she leaned upon him.

On having booked earlier they were escorted to one of the cozy cubicle which was dimly lit. Sitting in the glass cubicle they could see the stage where a singer was crooning but from the outside they were not visible.

On sitting down in the soft upholstered sofa type seating Shobha pressed the button which prompted the waiter to appear before them. Shobha ordered the food and a bottle of wine.

Rahul was shocked when he heard his mother order for a bottle of wine and on the same side he felt happy. As they sat waiting for the food to be served, Rahul's eyes were focused on the flimsily clad singer who was showing off her charms.

Shobha saw her son's eyes were glued to the singer and nudging closer to him said 'Is she so attractive?'

Hearing this Rahul shifted his gaze back to his mother and looking deeply at her lush body draped in a black silk sari he said 'she is no match to you.'

'Is it? am I so' she asked?

'You are the most beautiful woman' replied Rahul putting his hand around her.

'Don't you think she is more attractive' said his mother looking at the singer who was scantily dressed.

'You would look more gorgeous in that outfit' replied Rahul.

'Do you want me to dress like that' she asked?

'I would love it. Do you have such outfits' asked Rahul pulling his mother closer?

'Why? I can buy one' she said getting closer to his son.

'Then please buy one' replied Rahul.

'Why?' insisted his mother.

'I would love to see you in such an outfit' replied Rahul.

'What's wrong with the one I am wearing' said she pushing herself up.

Looking down at her Rahul said 'your sari is dazzling but it does not show much of your charms.'

'So you are more interested in seeing my charms rather than the dress' she asked?

'Well, if you put it like that I would love to see your charms being concealed in that type of dress' he replied staring at the impressions of her swollen breasts under her sari.

Seeing him staring at her chest she said 'how do compare with what you are seeing with that of hers' she said looking at the singer.

'You are more ravishing, more stunning and more voluptuous than her' he replied.

Hearing him complimenting her Shobha felt thrilled. Her body shuddered. A wave of warmth ran over her body. Her body throbbed and saying 'really' she hugged him.

As his mother hugged him, Rahul caught hold of her chin and drawing her face closer he kissed his mother hard on her lips.

'Oh Rahul, Rahul' she cried plunging deeper in her arms and kissing him passionately.

'Mama I want to see these' he said sliding his hand under her sari and moving it over her breasts and before his mother could reply he saw the waiter coming.

Suddenly both sat straight as the waiter came in. After he served them food and as he opened the wine bottle, Rahul saw his mother signaling him to fill one glass. As the waiter finished filling her glass he excused saying 'if you need anything, please ring the bell Maam.'

'Thank you' replied Shobha which saw him bow and leave the cubicle.

It was then that Rahul realized the significance of the bell. It made him cheer up to know that the waiter would only come in when the bell was pressed otherwise they would be left alone. This suddenly aroused Rahul as it struck him that his mother knew about it and had opted for it.

Rahul relished the rich food and as he finished it and cleaned his hands in the finger bowl he looked up at his mother.

His mother smiled and pointed at the tissue papers as the sari she was wearing was very expensive and she did not want it to be spoilt.

Rahul wiped his hands with the tissue and as his mother too finished eating she pressed the bell.

In came the waiter and after collecting the plates he left behind the bottle of wine and a glass.

On seeing his back Rahul immediately put his arm around his mother's shoulder and pulled her to him.

'Hey wait' cooed his mother who was sipping wine.

'Why?' asked her son nuzzling his face on her head.

'Let me finish this' she said pointing the wine glass.

'Can I have a sip Mama' asked Rahul releasing his hold on her a bit.

'Only one' replied his mother lifting the glass to his lips.

Rahul gulped as much as he could in one take and as the wine hit his stomach he felt its chill.

Shobha saw that he had almost emptied the glass and as she was refilling it, she felt her son's hand slide down from her shoulder to under her sari.

Allowing his hand to endure the pleasure of feeling her naked flesh above her breasts she continued sipping the wine.

Rahul's hand did not stop there. Boldly it ventured above her swollen breasts to the front of her blouse.

Shobha took a deep breath as she felt his fingers trying to unhook her blouse.

Rahul seeing that his actions were not stalled slowly unhooked the top three hooks of her blouse and feeling the warm flesh of breasts he started to caress them.

Shobha put down the glass and turned towards him allowing his hand more access to her breasts.

Getting the required leverage Rahul unhooked the rest of her hooks and pushing aside the flaps of her blouse he cupped one breast in his hand. Feeling her breast fully in his hand Rahul's pecker was hard as a rock.

Shobha too started moaning with the heat surging in her body. As Rahul was cupping her breast she put her arms over his head and smacked a wet passionate kiss on his lips.

Rahul was thrilled to the limit. Now both his hands came into play. As one hand had cupped her breast he slid the other hand behind his mother's back looking to unhook her bra.

Shobha feeling his son's hand trying to unhook her bra spoke softly 'what are you doing Rahul?'

'Let me have a look at them' replied Rahul as his hand felt the strap of her bra.

'No, not here' replied his mother half heartedly enjoying his touches.

'At least let me feel them, ' saying this Rahul unhooked the clasp of her bra and slid the bra from her breasts. This made his mother's swollen breasts to jump out. Rahul was delighted to have released his mother's breasts. Though he could not see them as they were still covered by her sari, Rahul cupped the bare warm flesh of his mother's breasts in his hand.

Shobha's body shuddered as her son's hand invaded her bare breasts. Her whole body was on fire. She started moaning deeply and said 'enough, enough.'

Rahul did not stop. His fingers searched for his mother's nipple and on finding it he gently squeezed it. Shobha let out a soft scream. She was high on wine and the sensations which were creeping over her body due to the caress of her son's hand were too much to bear. She thrust her body over her son's.

Rahul was quick to notice her actions. Leaning on the sofa he pulled his mother to his chest. Tamely Shobha let herself be pulled up and as she felt her almost naked breasts crush her son's chest, she took her son's face in her hands and started kissing his lips passionately.

This was too much for Rahul to sustain. His rock like pecker started to vibrate. He felt it wanted some solace and as he felt it jerking in his pants he slid his legs between his mother's thighs.

Shobha left his rock like pecker nudging at her thighs. This made her body to vibrate violently. She knew she was on the threshold of creaming out. She lifted her lower body a little and as her son pushed his legs below hers, she clamped down heavily over his.

As his mother clamped down her thighs over his, Rahul felt the warm softness of his mother's thighs on his bulge. This made him go wild with passion. Removing his hand from his mother's breast he gripped his mother's back tightly, having a vice like grip over her. He was sure that his mother could not move.

This invigorated him and mechanically he started thrusting his bulge over his mother's thighs and feeling the warm body of his mother on his bulge he started to leak in his pants.

Shobha too felt his hard cock jamming at her thighs. The sensations creeping out from her body was too much. She could not withstand it any longer. Searching for her son's lips with hers she smashed it over them and ravished it.

As she was ravishing her son's lips with hers she felt her son's body go stiff and as she knew his cock was spitting out she gave a final push of her body over his and holding him tightly she let out the stream from her cunt and lay fully upon her son.

Shobha was exhausted on pouring out from her cunt. She straddled her son's body and lay upon it. Rahul after some time seeing his mother lying flat out over him slowly regained his composure. He wanted to see his mother's breasts which he had only felt. His eyes were craving for it and as he tried to remove her sari, his mother feeling him active again, got up suddenly.

Turning her back to her son she quickly set right her bra and hooking her blouse said 'tomorrow you have your last exam, let's go.'

Rahul had to oblige as he had one more tormenting day to compete before being free. As his mother pushed the bell to ask for the bill, Rahul was up ready to leave.

They returned home and Shobha straightaway went to her room. Rahul was left alone to study and as it was his easiest subject, he recapped all the important points before going to bed.

As morning dawned Shobha felt hangover due to the previous nights wine. As it was late she rushed to the bathroom and after having a bath as and not finding time to either to search for her bra, or her panties or dry her hair. She came down just draping a gown over her wet body.

While she was in the final stages of cooking she heard her son come down. In fact he too was a little late. Rahul as he came down was rewarded with the sight of her mother who looked ravishing having put on a gown which was wet and stuck to her body clearly showing off her voluptuous figure. Her hair which was dripping wet had soaked the back of her gown.

Seeing her mother in such a state, Rahul pulled out a towel from the rack and standing at the back of his mother, started to dry her hair with it.

Shobha was awe struck by her son's sympathy towards her and this made her to limp back upon him. Very fondly Rahul finished drying her hair and setting aside the towel embraced his mother from behind.

This made his mother to lean her body on his and as Rahul felt his mother's warm buttocks on his thighs his cock started to swell. At that moment it did not embarrass Rahul on finding his erect cock poke at his mother's back as already the previous night his mother had felt it on her thighs.

As Rahul raised his hands from her waist to her breasts he was surprised to feel her soft breasts which were naked under the gown. This made him grab both her breasts with his hands and pulled her body to his.

Shobha realizing that if she stood still it would be difficult to come out of his grasp said 'it's late for exams.'

Rahul loosened his grip but still could not leave her and as his pecker had grown to the maximum he started to slide it over his mother's lush back. Shobha felt he was going out of control and in a sudden reflex action came out of his grasp.

Rahul realizing that it was really late for him quickly gobbled some food and left for the exam thinking that he would be totally free that evening.

As the papers were easy Rahul finished it no time and was out of the hall with a grinning face. He had to spend some time in the canteen before catching his bus. Sitting in the canteen his mind was busy thinking about his mother. He knew his mother had given him company as it was exam time but now he wondered what her reactions would be.

He also knew he had crossed his limits but the desire to see his mother's breasts naked was yet to be fulfilled. Now that his exams were over he was wondering how to entice his mother to show her breasts. As he was thinking of it he suddenly recalled his mother asking whether he wanted to see her dressed up like the singer in the restaurant. This gave him some respite and dreaming about it he went home.

Shobha was also facing same kind of dilemma. She was wondering as to where all this leading to. Though she loved the fore play she had with her son but also felt her son's demand for more. Out of the blue she was hoping her husband would come home but in her mind she knew that he would be away for another week.

Finally she resolved that she would allow his son to have a peek at her breasts and that would be the end. Thinking about it she tried to envisage a plan to show off her breasts but nothing came to her mind. When she was contemplating it the picture of the singer floated before her.

Thanking herself for thinking about it she went to her room and rummaged through her cupboard. As she drew her old dresses out she came upon an old sleeveless blouse which was cut short at the top which could hardly cover her present swollen breasts. Thinking this would be ideal she searched for the skin colored bra of the flimsiest material.

As she put on both the pieces and looked in the mirror she shied away seeing the impact of it. In the reflection of the mirror she was shocked to see her full breasts and the dark nipples protruding out as if she was topless. This made her change her mind and go in for a much darker bra.

This at least hid her nipples though the swollen melons of her breasts did peep out. To go with it she selected light colored panties, petticoat and a sari. When she was dressed up she looked more ravishing and sexier than the singer in the restaurant.

Changing back she waited for her son to come home.

Rahul came home with a grinning face and let out a sigh of relief after seeing his mother. Shobha was glad to see his grinning face and she felt as though she had completed her exams. Rahul after changing came down and warming the sofa watched the TV. Shobha brought him some eateries which he started munching.

Shobha seeing him engrossed in the TV kept herself away from him and feared when he would switch it off. Rahul was watching basket ball match and by the time it ended the evening had set.

As the curtains were drawn and the lights were off, the light coming from the dining hall was inadequate to illuminate the room and this suited Rahul completely.

Shobha after waiting for an hour knew that she had to make the move and as it was getting dark, she carried some fried almonds and sitting beside him on the sofa asked 'how was your paper?'

Looking at her Rahul said 'Oh! It was easy.'

'Now that you are free, what plans have you chalked out for your holidays' she asked?

'Why? I am not going anywhere' replied Rahul.

'Will you not get bored during your holidays' she asked?

'Why should I get bored when I am with you' he said.

His words made her smile and she said 'what I mean is don't you want to go on a vacation' she asked?

'I will if you accompany me' he replied.

'Where do you want to go' she asked?

'Any place which you like' he replied.

Hearing this it made her feel proud and she asked 'why, to my liking?'

'Because I want to make you happy' he replied.

'How can you make me happy' she asked?

'By being your obedient son' he replied.

'How obedient would you be' asked his mother sharply.

'Try me' he replied.

Shobha was fascinated with his talk and to tease him she said 'now get up and go to bed.'

'Mama, this is not fair. I want to stay with you and help you out' he said.

'See how obedient you are' she said.

'Well, if you really mean it, then I am going' saying this he got up.

Seeing him standing up she said 'I know how far and how long you would be gone. Sit down now.'

'Thanks' said Rahul.

'So you have started thanking me' she said making faces at him.

'I have to thank you a lot' he replied.

'What for' she shot the question?

'For taking me to the restaurant yesterday' he replied.

'What's there to thank me for it' she asked.

'For everything that took place and for having promised me something' he said.

Hearing it Shobha was thrilled and she asked softly 'what did I promise you?'

'You said you would wear some new dress' he replied.

'I am wearing a new sari' she said.

'No, not that' he said.

'Then what' she whispered?

'Something like the singer wore' he replied.

So he had not forgotten it thought Shobha. She did not know how to reply back to him and said 'that, I will do when I feel like.'

'Why not today' he asked her moving closer.

'Because I don't have any' she replied.

'I know you have' he said putting his arm over her shoulder.

'What do I have you know of' she asked him?

'You have costumes like the singer wore.' He said pulling her closer.

'Have you seen any' she asked him?

'I have seen it' he lied.

This was shocking to her. She sat thinking when he had been to her room and looked in her cupboard. The thought of her son searching through her intimate dresses made warm sensations creep up her body and to stall him she said 'You were not supposed to peek at your mother's cupboard. You should know it.'

Hearing it Rahul said 'I did not do it Mama, I lied to you' he said.

'You liar, you had me worried for some time' she said brushing his hair.

'Then you agree you have some' he said.

'What?'

'Some scintillating dresses' he spoke in her ears.

'So what if I have' said his mother teasing him.

'Why don't you wear them' he spoke in a low voice.

'Why' she asked in the same tone?

'I would like to see how you look in them' he said.

'And'

'And compare you to the singer' he replied.

'What do you want to compare, my dress or what' she asked?

'Leave that to me, I will tell you later' he said.

'Rahul you are too bad' saying this, his mother got up and left him.

As his mother left him, Rahul cleared some space by pushing the furniture aside and set up the sofa to one corner and switched off unwanted lights.

His mother took fifteen minutes to change and when she stepped into her son's vision he sat gaping at her scintillating figure. Seeing her son gape at her she moved to the darkest corner of the room and did not make a move till Rahul signaled her to come close.

On seeing his mother shaking her head Rahul got up and moved towards her.

The first thing his mother saw was Rahul's eyes, which were riveted on her body almost popping out of their sockets. His gaze was so intense, she felt as if could see her body through her dress. She felt as if she was standing naked in front of him.