17-05-2019, 07:00 PM
The golden pink rays of the morning sun fell across Nandini and Pankaj Sharma's bed. Nandini opened her eyes, blinking dreamily, feeling that marvelous relaxed feeling of waking up after having been well fucked the night before. A sense of well-being suffused her, warm as the sunlight on her quilt. She looked lovingly at her husband, still asleep next to her, the covers half off of his back. How satisfying last night had been in so many ways.
She was sure that she had truly helped her son, Akash. She remembered how horrible she had felt when she had thought that she might have done some irreparable damage to his confidence. And all because she hadn't had the foresight when she stumbled on him jerking off to condone his activities. Well, she had made up for that, no doubt.
And then, to have the supreme satisfaction of passionate love-making with her wonderful husband. It all came together to make her feel how fortunate she was, how blessed, to have this family. She sighed, happily arching her back in a stretch, before getting up and putting her feet into her soft slippers. Confused for a second at her lack of clothing, she recalled how she had disrobed the night before with an amused grin. She grabbed a short robe and put it on over her nakedness before venturing downstairs to get the coffee going.
In his room, Akash twisted and turned in his sheets, sweaty and uncomfortable. He had awoken early from a confused dream and had been unable to get back to sleep. Were his memories of last night real? Could he have actually looked at those pictures with his mother? Was it really possible that he had jerked himself off with her right next to him?
If she hadn't been disgusted by what had happened earlier in the evening, how could she help but be disgusted now? The confused and deeply ashamed boy stared up at the ceiling. He was convinced that his mother must think of him as some kind of depraved pervert. And after she had come back to try and help him!
Pankaj Sharma blinked as the alarm shrilled on his bedside table. Stretching luxuriously, he contemplated the blue sky showing through the window. A smile played across his lips as he recalled the hot sex he had enjoyed the night before. God, but his wife had been like a cat in heat, throwing herself on him with a passion he had not experienced in years. He wondered briefly what it was that had brought her to such a state, but part of his mind urged him not to examine it too closely. Be thankful, it whispered slyly. You haven't had it so good in years. And he nodded to himself as he got up to get ready for another day at the office.
By lunchtime, Nandini no longer felt so pleased with everything. Although Pankaj seemed normal and happy when he left for work, giving her a warm kiss and a squeeze of her butt through her robe, Akash had seemed even worse than before. His reaction on seeing her was to blush, turn away and scamper out the door. Despite everything, he was further from her than he had been before she went to visit him last night.
The young woman was definitely confused. She had thought that the two of them had established a level of shared intimacy that was rare among parents and children. Had she not been understanding? Had she not even tried to encourage him in his activities of self-pleasuring?
She had managed to get her hair appointment, and was in the mall after having her bangs trimmed. Walking down the main drag with a bottle of water, her eye was caught by a lingerie store. Without thinking, the pretty mother strolled into the shop. As she browsed among the intimate clothing, her mind returned to the pictures she had looked at last night with her son.
Despite herself, she had to admit that Kareena had looked hot in the skimpy outfit. Would she be able to wear stuff like that? She suspected that she had the body for it, although she had never had the opportunity to compare herself against Kareena. Unconsciously, she drifted towards the table with the g-strings.
She held one up in front of her. There was hardly anything to it, and the coverage seemed impossibly small. She wondered whether she had the guts to wear one of these. At the same time, she thought about how aroused Akash had been by seeing Kareena wear one. Her mind was awhirl, and she felt warm.
"Can I help you with anything?"
The perky voice belonged to an equally perky appearing young saleswoman. Nandini looked at her blankly for a second.
"Uh... I was just looking..."
"These are one of our bestsellers, ma'am," the girl went on, as if Nandini hadn't spoken. She took the one that she had picked up from her hands. "There really isn't another panty like it to make you feel really sexy, y'know?"
"People actually wear these?" Nandini couldn't believe she had blurted this. She sounded so naïve.
"Of course," giggled the girl, who was really very pretty. "I love them, myself. See?" And she hooked a finger into her pants and pulled up a string above the waistband. "Mmmm. Sorry!" But she looked anything but sorry, as she saucily stared at the older woman, and then released the string from her finger. Nandini blinked several times in shock, then coughed and turned back to the display. She was suddenly conscious that her nipples were hard and pushing out against her bra. She had to get away from this girl before she made a complete fool of herself.
"I'll take eight."
"Sure! What size?"
"Small, I think," Nandini blushed.
"I would have guessed x-tra small," the girl said with a wink, and then expertly sifted through the piles selecting different colors and styles. She led the way to the cash register, and within moments Nandini was outside the store holding the lingerie store. Despite her blushing, unconsciously she was thinking how much Akash liked seeing women in underwear just like the ones in the bag.
She was sure that she had truly helped her son, Akash. She remembered how horrible she had felt when she had thought that she might have done some irreparable damage to his confidence. And all because she hadn't had the foresight when she stumbled on him jerking off to condone his activities. Well, she had made up for that, no doubt.
And then, to have the supreme satisfaction of passionate love-making with her wonderful husband. It all came together to make her feel how fortunate she was, how blessed, to have this family. She sighed, happily arching her back in a stretch, before getting up and putting her feet into her soft slippers. Confused for a second at her lack of clothing, she recalled how she had disrobed the night before with an amused grin. She grabbed a short robe and put it on over her nakedness before venturing downstairs to get the coffee going.
In his room, Akash twisted and turned in his sheets, sweaty and uncomfortable. He had awoken early from a confused dream and had been unable to get back to sleep. Were his memories of last night real? Could he have actually looked at those pictures with his mother? Was it really possible that he had jerked himself off with her right next to him?
If she hadn't been disgusted by what had happened earlier in the evening, how could she help but be disgusted now? The confused and deeply ashamed boy stared up at the ceiling. He was convinced that his mother must think of him as some kind of depraved pervert. And after she had come back to try and help him!
Pankaj Sharma blinked as the alarm shrilled on his bedside table. Stretching luxuriously, he contemplated the blue sky showing through the window. A smile played across his lips as he recalled the hot sex he had enjoyed the night before. God, but his wife had been like a cat in heat, throwing herself on him with a passion he had not experienced in years. He wondered briefly what it was that had brought her to such a state, but part of his mind urged him not to examine it too closely. Be thankful, it whispered slyly. You haven't had it so good in years. And he nodded to himself as he got up to get ready for another day at the office.
By lunchtime, Nandini no longer felt so pleased with everything. Although Pankaj seemed normal and happy when he left for work, giving her a warm kiss and a squeeze of her butt through her robe, Akash had seemed even worse than before. His reaction on seeing her was to blush, turn away and scamper out the door. Despite everything, he was further from her than he had been before she went to visit him last night.
The young woman was definitely confused. She had thought that the two of them had established a level of shared intimacy that was rare among parents and children. Had she not been understanding? Had she not even tried to encourage him in his activities of self-pleasuring?
She had managed to get her hair appointment, and was in the mall after having her bangs trimmed. Walking down the main drag with a bottle of water, her eye was caught by a lingerie store. Without thinking, the pretty mother strolled into the shop. As she browsed among the intimate clothing, her mind returned to the pictures she had looked at last night with her son.
Despite herself, she had to admit that Kareena had looked hot in the skimpy outfit. Would she be able to wear stuff like that? She suspected that she had the body for it, although she had never had the opportunity to compare herself against Kareena. Unconsciously, she drifted towards the table with the g-strings.
She held one up in front of her. There was hardly anything to it, and the coverage seemed impossibly small. She wondered whether she had the guts to wear one of these. At the same time, she thought about how aroused Akash had been by seeing Kareena wear one. Her mind was awhirl, and she felt warm.
"Can I help you with anything?"
The perky voice belonged to an equally perky appearing young saleswoman. Nandini looked at her blankly for a second.
"Uh... I was just looking..."
"These are one of our bestsellers, ma'am," the girl went on, as if Nandini hadn't spoken. She took the one that she had picked up from her hands. "There really isn't another panty like it to make you feel really sexy, y'know?"
"People actually wear these?" Nandini couldn't believe she had blurted this. She sounded so naïve.
"Of course," giggled the girl, who was really very pretty. "I love them, myself. See?" And she hooked a finger into her pants and pulled up a string above the waistband. "Mmmm. Sorry!" But she looked anything but sorry, as she saucily stared at the older woman, and then released the string from her finger. Nandini blinked several times in shock, then coughed and turned back to the display. She was suddenly conscious that her nipples were hard and pushing out against her bra. She had to get away from this girl before she made a complete fool of herself.
"I'll take eight."
"Sure! What size?"
"Small, I think," Nandini blushed.
"I would have guessed x-tra small," the girl said with a wink, and then expertly sifted through the piles selecting different colors and styles. She led the way to the cash register, and within moments Nandini was outside the store holding the lingerie store. Despite her blushing, unconsciously she was thinking how much Akash liked seeing women in underwear just like the ones in the bag.
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Thanks & Regards,
Givemeextra
One man's wife is another man's slut
I don't have a Religion, I am free. Do not impose your Morality on me
Thanks & Regards,
Givemeextra
One man's wife is another man's slut
I don't have a Religion, I am free. Do not impose your Morality on me