Nandini seducing her son - Every night

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As the door clicked shut behind them, Akash marveled at his good fortune. Here he was, on a date with the hottest woman he had ever met; better yet, she was seemed happy to have him as her date.

"Akash, honey?"

He nodded, turning to look at her. She stood facing him on their front porch, the outdoor light illuminating her from above. There was a breeze that flipped the front of her saree forward every few seconds. She lived up to her name in every way, he thought.

"Some crazy stuff might happen tonight, do you understand?"

"I think so, Nandini."

Her flesh thrilled to hear her call him by her given name. It was so illicit, promising excitement just around the corner.

"It's important that you stay cool no matter what. If you do, there's sure to be a reward for you at the end of it. Got it?"

"Absolutely," he said, his heart racing at her words. The promise of her statement hung between them like electricity. The light caught at her suddenly hard nipples, hidden from his view by the skimpy black blouse.

"Then, I think we're going to have a blast tonight." She walked down the steps towards the Porsche and stood waiting by the door. Akash leapt to the car and opened the door for her to get in. Gracefully, she slipped down to the low seat and pulled her long legs in after her.

Akash raced around to the other side and got in next to his mother. Nandini looked at her handsome boy and shivered in anticipation. No, no, she admonished herself. Tonight is for him, not for you. But couldn't just a little bit be for me?

"I love being in this car, don't you?" She touched her neck softly with her right hand, and then let it slip down her chest, over the exposed skin, to caress the side of her right breast. "It's so sexy being in such a powerful machine."

He watched her finger avidly, as it traveled up the side of her half-exposed tit. It caught briefly on the black blouse, then slipped over to the nub of her nipple. As it circled the delectable protrusion, Nandini let out a low moan. He looked up at her to find her eyes fixed on his. She let them slip down his body, to look pointedly at his groin.

"Not as sexy as being in the car with you," he said. His heart was pounding.

"Mmmmm. I'm glad to hear you say it," his mother replied, wickedly grinning. She let her legs slip slightly apart, allowing the pallu of her saree fall between them. She felt herself getting wet, and hoped that it wouldn't seep out to stain the back of her saree. Well, shit, if it did, it was her doing, and she was doing it for him. Let the world know how turned on she was by her date.

"We're going to Marcel's." Akash blinked at the intrusion of reality, and smiled at his sexy mother, before turning on the ignition. With a roar of the motor, he backed into the street and they were off.

At the restaurant, the hotel manager led them to a secluded table in the back. There were only one or two other tables that even had a partial view of their position. The mother and son found themselves seated next to each other with a view out. The manager gave Akash a knowing look as he left them with their menus.

"So, Akash, are you enjoying yourself?" Nandini leaned forward to lean her face on one hand and look at her son.

"That's kind of a silly question, Nandini," the boy returned.

"Why's that?"

"It's not often that a guy is so lucky to be out with the most beautiful woman in town."

"Ooooh. Flattery, huh?" She grinned at him. "You are a quick learner. Am I really that beautiful?"

"Now you're fishing, Mo—I mean Nandini." He smiled at her, and then looked deliberately down her body. At this position, turned towards him, he felt he could almost see into the blouse. If she turned just a little more, he might be able to see her entire right breast. Even though she was sitting on the back half, he could see the curve of her ass right there in public.

"Well, a girl likes to know specifics, baby," she purred, running a finger down his arm.

"All right," he replied, and turned more towards her. With his hand on his shoulder, he forced her to twist just a bit more in her seat. Nandini could feel the dress shifting on her body, and resisted the urge to look down and see how much she was exposing. This was for Akash, after all.

Akash's eyes feasted on her chest as he moved her. He was gratified to see that the pallu shifted over her tit rather than stay with it. Slowly, the profile of the breast came into view, the darker pink areola, the hard nipple. He held her just in that position, his grip firm, but not painful.

"I love that you are so comfortable with yourself. You are able to wear the slinkiest clothing and make it appear gracious. And with that body, you could wear anything you wanted. It makes a guy feel special that his girl would wear something like this for him."

"Ohhh," she moaned. This was almost too much, allowing her son to see her like this, in public. She put her hand over his on her shoulder, looking deeply into his eyes. "That is maybe the sweetest thing I've ever heard, honey." Akash's eyes, those deep blue intense eyes, looked right back at her. Without thinking, she leaned over towards him, coming ever closer.

Akash watched as his mother moved in towards him. Her smoky eyes were glazed with desire, and her red lips were parted. He moved towards her as well, their faces just inches apart. Her hand slipped down his body to fall on his thigh to steady herself. He felt her warm breath against his lips, and he tilted his face to approach her mouth. The soft touch of her lips on his was like velvet, but warm, alive.

Nandini was in heaven. The strength of his hand on her, the power of his leg under her touch, the sweet gentle feel of his lips on hers was such an overwhelming attraction. And the knowledge that, mere inches from her hand, he was surely throbbing with his own desire only made the moment more memorable.

The kiss they shared was beyond any they had ever had before, so much more than the typical son-mother pecks on the cheek. Her tongue darted out to taste his mouth and made electrifying contact with his.

"Ahem," came the polite cough from a few feet away. They broke apart in confusion. The waitress, politely averting her eyes stood before them. Nandini shrugged adjusted her pallu back into place. She was blushing, but when she looked over to Akash, she saw that he was merely smiling ruefully back at her. She smiled back.