The morning sun shone early as Meera woke up, clad in her thin cotton nightgown which stuck to her sweaty lean curves. She headed through to the kitchen, tying her hair into a bun, and Nandhini was there already making coffee, clad in her simple nightdress with her reasonably short hair falling down her shoulders in a mess of curls.
"Good morning," Meera greeted, her voice still husky from sleep.
"Morning, Meera," Nandhini replied, as she inadvertently gazed towards Meera's exposed legs below her knee where her nightgown ended.
The silence was broken by the sound of footsteps on the corridor as Maya and Nila appeared, both rubbing their sleepy eyes. Maya was wearing a short silk camisole and matching sleep shorts which ended midway through her well toned thighs. Her hair was long and a tangled mess. Meanwhile, Nila was wearing a cotton tank top and loose pajama bottom pants.
"Good morning, everyone," Maya mumbled, avoiding eye contact.
As the morning unfolded, the atmosphere was charged enough with sufficient intake of caffeine. Meera found herself stealing glances at Nila, every movement of the young woman sent a thrill through her heart, whereas, across the table, Nandhini's eyes kept heading towards Maya. Maya stretched to reach the sugar bowl from behind and forming a slight arch of her back in her thin silk camisole, she felt a slight ache, which seemed to draw Nandhini's attention.
"Maya, dear," Nandhini said, "Would you like some help with your back?"
Maya simply shook her head, a loose strand of hair falling across her cheek.
"I'm fine, thank you, Aunty," she replied.
Meera cleared her throat, surprised at the sudden response of Maya.
"No, Maya, let her help. You girls seem a little stiff after yesterday's travel perhaps. It's good to relieve that tension from your bodies." She suggested.
As Maya hesitantly turned as the thin straps of her camisole slipped slightly, revealing a peek into her creamy white skin and the delicate curves of her shoulder. Nandhini placed her hands gently on Maya's shoulders, the touch sending a tremor to the younger woman.
"Let's see," Nandhini said.
Slowly she began to massage Maya's shoulders, her fingers kneading the tense muscles as Maya let out a surprised gasp. As the massage progressed, the thin straps of Maya's camisole slipped further down her arms and Maya's breath hitched.
"Relax," Nandhini said softly,"just let go."
Maya nodded slightly and Nandhini slid the straps of the camisole down, exposing more of Maya's creamy shoulders and the upper swell of her breasts as well as revealing most of the smooth expanse of her back.
Meera was watching keenly, unable to take her eyes as she noticed how Nandhini's fingers traced along the curve of her daughter's spine, eliciting a soft sigh from the twenty years old younger woman. Nandhini's hands moved lower, her thumbs pressing into the muscles along Maya's back. Each touch seemed to melt the tension away, leaving Maya relaxed.
Nandhini's hands reached the small of her back and she gently urged Maya to lean forward slightly. The camisole slipped further, revealing the soft curves of Maya's breasts as nipples peeked out from beneath the silk.
Maya's cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and arousal. She could feel the heat of Nandhini's breath on her neck.
Nandhini turned Maya around and moved around to Maya's front, her eyes enjoying the sight of the younger woman's exposed skin. Slowly, she slid the camisole down further, until it rested at Maya's waist, fully revealing her breasts.
It was indeed a sight of delight for both the mothers as well as Nila. Maya had a well rounded firm pair of breasts with her pinkish nipples protruding well due to her arousal. She didn't have much of an idea of what to do or how to express herself especially when being admired by her own mother as well. She kept her eyes fixed downwards. She was now only covered in her shorts, for about six inches, as it ended midway along her thighs.
"Such beautiful skin," Nandhini exclaimed as her hands now cupped Maya's breasts gently. "You should take better care of yourself, dear."
Maya gasped at the intimate touch, as she closed her eyes, surrendering to the sensations through her. Nandhini's thumbs brushed over her nipples, sending sparks of pleasure through her.
Meanwhile, Nila stood by the kitchen counter as a quiet observer to the unfolding scene. She shifted uncomfortably in her loose pajamas, feeling a mixture of curiosity and arousal within herself. Meera noticed Nila's unease and approached her with a warm smile.
