Sunday afternoon seemed lazy, and at the same time warm as usual. Asha, a forty years old mother, sat leisurely on her couch as she flipped through an old photo album. She was wearing a maroon coloured cotton saree with a deep neck blouse and a petticoat of the same colour. Her eighteen year old daughter Meera was sitting crossed legged on the tiled floor wearing a loose blue T-shirt that had slipped off her shoulder, paired with cotton shorts that ended mid thighs. Her toned long legs were on display so as her feet which were bare, but had lavender coloured nail polish.
"Meera, look at these photos. You know, we used to take a lot of pictures together when you were little. Why not now?" Asked Asha.
"Well we can do it Amma. It's as simple as, we both have good phones. Shall we have a little photoshoot?" Asked Meera.
"Well, that's a lovely idea, Meera," Asha said.
"Let's make it fun, you know, like we are trying different poses, different looks."
"Let's start with your saree, Amma, as it looks so good on you." Said Meera.
"Alright, but you have to model your t-shirt and shorts too." Asha said.
Meera nodded.
Asha walked near a large mirror in the living room and adjusted the pleats.
"Beautiful." Meera said, as she clicked some impromptu shots.
"Now, let's try some closer shots."
Meera came closer and focused on her mother's lace trim beige bra which peeked through the deep neckline of her blouse.
"This is nice, Amma, but can you show a little more of the shoulder?"
Asha tilted her shoulder a bit letting her blouse slide a little, as Meera snapped a few more photos.
"Now, your turn," Asha said.
"Let's see that t-shirt and those shorts."
Meera blushed as she moved to the center of the room and turned to show off her navy-blue t-shirt off her shoulders as her pale pink bra was clearly visible.
"Perfect," Asha said.
"Now, try and pull the t-shirt a little off your other shoulder."
Meera hesitated but carefully slid thet-shirt slid down, revealing the curve of her shoulder and her bra strap.
"Amazing, now, let's see how those shorts look from a lower angle."
Meera sat on the edge of the couch and stretched her legs as the shorts rode up a bit, showing more of her thighs.
"You look so grown up, Meera," Asha said.
"Now,.let's try a few more poses. Perhaps you can remove the t-shirt, while I can also undo the pleats of my saree." Said Asha.
"Are you sure, Amma?" Meera asked.
"Of course, darling,.It's just us, having a little fun." Said Asha.
Meera took a deep breath and slowly pulled her navy-blue t-shirt over her head as she fully revealed her pale pink bra while blushing.
"Beautiful," Asha said as she clicked a few shots.
Asha began to undo the pleats of her maroon saree, revealing her maroon petticoat. She also unhooked the back of her deep-necked blouse and let it fall revealing her beige lace bra.
Meera's eyes widened as she saw her mother in her bra and clicked a few shots as well.
"Now, you,"
Meera hesitated but then reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, letting it fall revealing her bare bosoms to her mother.
"You're so beautiful, Meera," Asha said, not forgetting to capture the moments meanwhile.
Asha moved closer to Meera and her fingers caressed the curve of her daughter's shoulder.
"Let's take some photos of this," she said.
Meera nodded.
"Next, perhaps you can remove your shorts, and I can let my petticoat slide down a little." Asha said.
Meera's heart started to beat faster as she.slipped off her cotton shorts, revealing her bare legs. Asha meanwhile reached down and slid her maroon petticoat down her hips, revealing her lower abdomen, thighs and then her toned legs.
They stood face to face just in their underwear as both of them clicked each other.
"You have such lovely legs, Meera," Asha said.
"So long and slender."
"Yours are beautiful too." Said Meera.
"Well, then, let's show them off."
She took a few more photos as she focused on the contrast between their skin tones.
"Now, let's try something a little more intimate." Asha said.
Asha positioned the phone and focused on the curve of Meera's hip and the folds of her inner thigh as she captured a few.
"And now, try something for me." She said as she leaned and kissed Meera's hip makinn Meera gasp.
"Now, it's your turn," Asha said.
She turned towards Meera and offered her hip and thigh.
"Show me what you can do."
Meera's fingers caressed the curve of her mother's hip as she too placed a soft kiss while capturing the moments.
"How about a shot from below?" Asha asked as she knelt on the floor.
Meera hesitated but stepped forward, and looked down at her mother, who captured her from a low angle.
"Now, how about a close-up?"
She zoomed in and focused on the folds of Meera.
"Now, it's your turn," Asha said
Meera.knelt down, and got a few low shorts from her mother.
"Now, it's your turn," Asha said
Meera knelt down, and got a few low shots from her mother, in her bra and panties.
"Let's go to your bedroom, and take a few more, in our underwear," Asha said.
"Now, lie back, and let me capture you."
Meera lay back on her bed as Asha clicked a few shots of her all over, from head to toe.
"How about a few shots with the bra removed?"
Meera's hands trembled as she reached back and unhooked her pale pink bra, revealing her bare breasts.
"Beautiful," Asha said, not forgetting to capture the moment.
"Your turn," Meera said.
"Of course," Asha said as she unhooked her own bra and let it slide off her chest.
Meera had a good look at her mother's large bare breasts as she clicked a few.
