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Most of this story was written on my phone. So I'm pretty sure a lot of you guys are gonna have problem with the way everything turns out. I didn't do a lot of editing for this one. I'm SORRY! This is just a story, part of many different fantasies we have as human beings. I just wanted to share this with the many who may share similar taste. SO here have fun.
PS. To the many people who may have issues with grammar, I suggest you go buy a book.
THANKS!
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He didn't know what it was but every time she'd bend over or lean over. He always had his eyes drift to her tits. With a woman as beautiful as she was it was obvious for any guy. But she was different. She was a lot older. She wasn't young. But she was hot. She wasn't easy.
Even as he gawked at them, move to every turn. Every jiggle, Had his attention. He'd often catch himself staring at the deep center fold of her breasts as her two bulbous melons stood taunting him.
She had on a white tank top, a shirt on top of it. With the buttons undone down to her waist and a casual mom jeans. She was setting the food on the table. And with every move. Every eyes at the table was at her tits. He wondered if she knew and was deliberately teasing everyone or if she was just being casual.
And amidst the trance, the woman leaned over the table and smiled as she offered a better view of her tits. "Breast or the thighs?" she asked. He was so lost in the sight of the woman's breast he was gone. She called him out again. "Kevin." She said again.
"Umm yes." She said shaking his head as he lifted his head up to meet her gaze.
"Would you like the breast or the thighs?" she asked again.
He had plenty of smart quipped to fill in but he knew this wasn't the time for it. "Either one is fine." He said with a smile as he took another bold glance at her tits as she smiled and pulled away to serve the rest of the table.
Across the table was Arun, her son. He watched as his friend ogled at his mother's chest with every move she made. He wasn't sure which one of them were more annoying to him.
He's never seen her in these sort of clothing before. In fact known her for showing skin. With exception to when she wore saree. Which she did a lot. But then again, it was something he's always seen her in. But something about the clothes she was in now, made her seem different. It was like she was less of a mother and more a woman. She was of course his mother after all. But Arun was not sure what to make of all this.
He remembered the first time he saw her in a pair of jeans back home. He was definitely weirded out by the sight of his own mother but it was evident she was very much capable of pulling it off.
She was of a typical frame with large breasts. Obviously her best features, physically. She was always on the thicker side of the spectrum but not far. She was one of those types of curvy that's just you just can't take your eyes off of.
Wide thick hips that swayed, grabbing attention every time she moved. Kevin always remembered the times when she came over to his store to for some light shopping after her daily morning hike. Most men in the store found themselves drifting her way. Kevin more often than not found himself staring at her thick beautiful legs and her big bulbous breasts.
He'd even go as far as playing games in his head. Every time she come down an aisle, he'd hope he could spot the big red dot on the floor through the inverse triangular thigh gap, between her legs.
And every time he did, he couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to be embraced by those soft meaty thighs.
"Eyes off my wife, boys." Laughed his Arun's father, grabbing both Kevin and Arun's attention.
Arun laughed along with Kevin, who choked on the food and coughed as he laughed awkwardly and shifted his gazed to the rest of the house. "You guys have been putting in a lot of work into the house, since I left, haven't you?" Said Arun
"Yeah, you're mom's been quite active, revamping the place the whole place. I think it's been about a year now." Said his father.
"Everything looks good. You two look a lot different yourselves." Said Arun. As his eyes wandered with his mother as she took a seat beside him. Arun couldn't help but notice how much Kevin was ogling at her.
"Different? How?" said Madhan as he turned to his wife. "Do you notice any change in us, Hun?" said Madhan smiling.
"Oh come on." Said Arun, "Isn't it obvious." He began, "When we first came to this country, you guys were so uptight." He spoke laughing. "You guys were always saying things like, Thanksgiving wasn't even our holiday, we have nothing to do with it and there's no point in celebrating." He said with his eyes wide as he gestured the large table they were seated at. "Looks at you guys now. You've invited Kevin over for lunch. And its clear you guys are prepping for something big for Thanksgiving."
"Oh shut up." Mumbled Madhan chewed his food. "Today's not even Thanksgiving. And besides, we've been here long enough. It's about time we get acquainted with all these customs."
"And it took you guys this long?" Arun chuckled as he spoke, "Look at Archana. She's practically an American, now."
"I heard that." Said Archana not bothered to even raise her head to look at her brother. "And just so you know. We are Americans, you idiot" she quipped as neither her eyes nor her fingers left the phone.
Both the father and son ignored her as they went on about their bantering. "Would you like some mashed potato, Kevin?" asked Malini as she leaned over with a big welcoming smile.
Kevin nodded with a smile as he leaned back against his chair, "Yes, Mrs... Umm..." Kevin searched for words as to what their family name was. Kevin wasn't even sure if they even had a family name.
Arun sat watching his friend struggle for the brief moment that he did wondering what his plan was. He hoped that he wasn't going as far as he said he would. This was of course a bet after all. And as much as he had faith in his family, he was sure how far Kevin would in order to win.
"Mrs?" said Malini. "What's with the formalities all of a sudden?" she laughed and gave him a puzzled look. "You can call us by our first name as always." She said almost like she was reassuring him.
Arun was surprised by how casual she was with him. And almost immediately followed his father, "Yes, yes, it's Madhan." He laughed. "There won't be any Mister or Missus." As he glanced past his son's confusion.
"Archana, how long has this even been going on?" asked Arun turning to his sister.
"Hey, I've been away just as long as you have. But since you weren't here last year. I guess some of these aren't new." She said as she immediately went back to her phone as her fingers continued tapping the phone.
"Thanks, Malini." Said Kevin as he smiled. Arun was well aware that Kevin was making it seem easy just like he said it would be. But Arun had faith in his family. He had faith in his mother.
The lunch was quite casual as always. With casual jabs and laughs thrown around. Once lunch was over mom began clearing the table, Kevin offered to help her.
Madhan and Arun were talking about how things have been since he and Archana left for college. Although it didn't take long before the conversation faded and Madhan's focus turned to the TV completely.
Arun noticed his sister on her own with her phone as always. He tried to peek in to see what his mother and Kevin were up to but he didn't have a clear view.
He knew there was no way Kevin was bold enough to make his moves on mom with just a wall between them and us. The possibility of getting caught was too high and even he knew that Kevin wasn't that stupid.
Arun picked out his phone and began scrolling through his messages to see how all this began.
Arun: Wow that was quick.
Kevin: I could say the same. What are you doing up this late in the night?
Arun: I've got exams, I was up studying.
Kevin: And you're up doing what?
Arun: Studying.
Kevin: Come on, seriously. Lol
Arun: Shut up. What are you doing up this late?
Kevin: I had company. She just left.
Arun: Bullshit.
Kevin: What?
