Nandini seducing her son - Every night

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The hotel manager raised one eyebrow when he saw Akash and Divya enter, but he was too professional to say anything. Akash was surprised when he led them to the same table he had shared with his mother the night before. His mother had thought of everything possible to make him comfortable, he guessed. Divya sat in the chair he had sat in last night, and Akash was just getting settled when he heard a little squeal.

"Ooh, God, it's you again!"

Akash looked up to see the same young waitress. But he was taking everything in stride now.

"Hello again," he smiled.

"Um, what's going on here?" Divya looked from the one to the other with a little frown on her face. This was her date, Akash was hers. She wouldn't tolerate any interference.

"Oh, Madame, I apologize," the waitress blushed. "But you should know," she leaned in, speaking low, "you're in for one heck of a night, if last night was anything to go by!"

Divya looked over at Akash, confused. He shrugged, then turned back to the young woman serving them.
"What's your name, anyway?"

"Ramona," she replied, smiling shyly. "By the way, I think you left me the best tip I've ever gotten!"

"Akash," hissed Divya as Ramona walked away with their drink orders, "what the hell did you do here last night?"

"I had a hot date, of course," replied Akash calmly. "Didn't you get the gist of it from our lovely waitress?"

"What do you mean by hot?"

"Just what I said." Akash leaned back, looking dreamily off into the distance as he recalled his antics with his mother. "She was pretty wild, let me tell you."

Divya was feeling annoyed. She didn't like the idea of her date thinking of some other woman while she was with him. At the same time, she was still turned on from the car ride.

"Oh, really. And what sort of wild things did she do, I wonder." Divya shrugged her shoulder, and let the strap of her dress fall down her arm. It slipped down past her elbow pulling the front of the dress with it. The edge snagged right on her nipple, the top of her areola showing. She was amazed with her boldness. If anyone looked over, they would see that she was sitting there with her tit practically jumping out of her bodice.

"Anything like this?"

He glanced over at her and took in her near exposure. He nodded, impressed despite himself. Divya looked so fresh and innocent, and yet so salacious at the same time.

"You're beginning to get there." His penis started to harden from the sight of Divya Singhal showing off her body to him. What a life!

"Oh, there's lots more where that came from, believe me," Divya retorted, satisfied that she was getting a little control back.

"Here are your drinks." Ramona was back, too quickly for the girl to cover herself up, so she put on a brave face and turned to the young waitress to get her beverage.

"Mmm. Things do move quickly at this table lately," the waitress smirked. Divya, still angry, refused to acknowledge the other woman, but took her soda and took a long draw from the straw.

"I think we're ready to order," Akash interposed, suddenly worried at the strange energies flowing around the table. Last night had been easier, because his mother had warned him ahead of time that things might get weird. But how far was Divya willing to go? He didn't want to push her too far and risk losing any chance with her.

He ordered the steak, but Divya took her time. She perused the menu one more time, all the while feeling the loose cotton rubbing on her nipple, still just out of view. She knew that all attention was on her, and she didn't want to let go of it. Now looking right up at the waitress, she asked again about the specials of the night, putting the woman through her paces. Each movement caused her dress to shift on her nearly exposed tit, and both Akash and Ramona found themselves holding their breath, wondering if the dress would fall off of that little protuberance.

Ramona was now sweating a little. She was usually the best waitress here, despite her young age, because of her self-assurance. But last night and tonight had shaken her confidence. She stammered through the specials, Divya asking her to clarify a couple of points. She mixed up the vodka cream sauce with the asparaPankaj reduction.

"Hmmm," Divya said, looking down at the menu one last time. She loved milking the situation, and knew she had her audience on tenterhooks. Finally, she gracefully lowered her elbow ever so slightly and the dress slipped off the distended nipple, baring her entire right breast, right there in the middle of the restaurant. Akash and Ramona let their breath out in an audible sigh as the beautifully proportioned globe came into view.