Turn around of shy wife

[Givemeextra]

They all headed to their designated bedrooms, the women giggling as they went. Once inside, Rehana hurriedly removed her clothes, leaving her clad in high heels only before Shabana had even removed her halter-top. “Here, slowpoke let me help,” she said as she moved behind Shabana. She reached out and unhooked the bottom strap, letting it hang loose. She reached behind her head and unhooked the upper strap and pushed the top forward so it fell quietly to the floor, allowing her hands to linger momentarily on her shoulders. 
“Really, Rehana, I can do this myself,” Shabana protested.

“Nonsense,” she responded. “At this pace, you’ll never be ready. Now hold still.” She stepped closer behind Shabana, reaching around to unsnap her shorts, allowing her excited nipples to brush against her back. She unzipped the shorts and, kneeling down, eased them over the shapely ass before her. “You have a very sexy ass, Shabana,” Rehana said admiringly, resisting the urge to kiss it.

Shabana stood silently as the younger woman undressed her. She knew she shouldn’t be allowing this to happen. She also knew she was quite aroused. She’d never been with a woman before, but had secretly fantasized about it many evenings while alone in bed. She felt Rehana slide her shorts and panties to the floor, and then felt her hands return to her ass cheeks and massage them gently. “Yes, a very sexy ass,” Rehana said again as she released her cheeks and stood up.

“Okay. Now for the naughty stuff,” Rehana said. She opened the remaining bags and emptied the contents on the bed. “Are you okay, Shabana?” She asked as she noticed that Shabana hadn’t moved.

Shabana stood as if in a trance. A million things ran through her head in a few seconds. Mostly, she wished that Azmath wasn’t in the other room. Between the wine, the sexy outfits and the flirting, she was hornier than she’d been in a long time. At that moment, she would have given herself to Rehana, freely and completely. Quickly, she regained her sense of presence. “I’m sorry, Rehana. I was just lost in thought for a moment.”

She stepped to the bed and picked up her negligee. Both women got the same nightgowns, except Rehana’s was white and Shabana’s was black. Shabana quickly slid on the panties, which were actually black thongs that barely covered her front, while doing nothing to cover her ass cheeks. The tops were completely sheer below the breasts. The cups were also sheer, but with small, lacy designs, which offered little in the way of modesty. The fronts opened like a shirt, coming together just below the breasts, secured by a single button. Shabana quickly slid on the top and fastened the button. She looked over and saw Rehana standing there, already dressed, watching her.

“Damn you look hot,any man will die to fuck a ass like yours” Rehana said.

“I’m not sure I should be doing this,” Shabana answered. “After all, he’s my son, what will he think of me”

Rehana walked over to her and stroked her hair. “Relax. It’s just a little harmless fun,” she reassured her. “Are you okay now?” Shabana nodded.

Rehana walked to the door. “Azmath, are you ready?”

“I’m not sure I can wear this,” he answered.

“That’s too bad,” Rehana answered. “You’ve got no idea what you’re missing.”

“Okay. Okay,” he retorted. “I’m ready.”

Rehana walked back to Shabana and gave her a quick kiss on the lips, startling the older woman slightly. “It’s show time,” she said. She opened the door, took Shabana by the hand, and walked into the living room.

Azmath was waiting for them. He was wearing the brown silk bathrobe they’d bought him. It was short for a man’s robe, not quite reaching mid thigh. But it was what was underneath that that interested the ladies.

For Azmath’s part, he just stood there as his jaw hit the floor. He couldn’t ever remember seeing his mom’s naked breasts before. And they might just as well be naked, for all the good the negligee did. “Wow mom. You’re beautiful. And forgive me for saying so, but your breasts are awesome they are so big I never thought that you will be having such big boobs mom .”

His mother blushed at the compliment. “You just saying that to make an old lady feel good,” she replied.

“No way,” he insisted. “I mean it. You are one sexy woman what do you say Rehana aunty does she not have sexy body sexy boobs.”

“Hey, what am I, chopped liver,” Rehana asked. She reached up to stroke Shabana’s hair lightly. “I know she’s your mother, and I know she’s hot, but what about me?” sticking her chest out proudly.

“You’re both incredible. Absolutely incredible.”

“Hey. It’s our turn,” Shabana said suddenly. “Off with the robe, buster.” 

Azmath looked at his mom, then at Rehana, then back to his mom. He held his arms out to his side and smiled. “Help yourself, mom.”

Shabana turned beet red and looked away, not moving. “Come on, Shabana,” Rehana urged. “You can do it, he is just your son do it Honey .”

Hesitantly, Shabana moved towards her son, growing braver with each step. When she reached him, she held his eyes with hers, untied the sash, and let the robe fall open. She lowered her gaze to his chest, and smiled at its impressive expanse. She placed her hands squarely on his chest and pushed the robe over his shoulders, letting in slide down his arms.