Please read the previous part here (Expect the Unexpected-1 ). Now let’s continue
Bunty asked “what for”, she said “for the great treat”. He replied “on the other hand, I should thank you”. Nina asked “what for”? He said “for giving me wonderful company”.
She asked “are you happy”? He said “yes, I am delighted to escort such a charming lady as you”. She asked “are you sure? Did you not feel bored being with an old woman like me”?
He shot back saying “who says you are old. You are as charming as anyone could hope for”. She said “I am flattered. Tell me why did you insist on me buying the pink sari”?
He said “I felt it would look very good on you. Why, you didn’t like it”? She said “yes it is lovely but I felt it is very thin it may show . . . . ” she did not complete the sentence.
He understood what she wanted to say, he said “No, it is not that transparent. You should see some of the saris Rupa wears, I don’t know what you will say after that”.
She said “Ah, yes, today I peeped into her wardrobe. She has a fantastic collection”. He said “You are welcome to use any of her saris”. She asked smilingly “wouldn’t you mind”?
He said “No, not at all, feel free to use anything”. She replied “do you know? I have already used one of her garments”. Right as she finished talking, she instinctively felt that she should not have said it.
Bunty looked at her and asked “Is it, I don’t see anything. What have you taken”. Nina felt now she was cornered and she had to answer him she said “I used one of her brassiere”.
He asked “Which one? Because I am the one who usually selects what to wear for her”. Nina blushed saying “the skin colored one”. He said “she has many skin colored ones, can I see it”?
Hearing those words Nina felt a hot surge rush up her spine. The last time she felt the same was on her honeymoon night. She said “well if you want to see I can show it to you but first you have to promise me one thing”.
Bunty anxiously asked “What”? She said “That you would consider me like a friend and not like a mother anymore”. He replied very sternly “Have I not treated you like a friend? Did we not resolve this long ago”?
She said “Yes, but still I need some assurance”. He boldly replied “You have it, except that I still call you mom”. Nina shot back “no Bunty, you will call me Nina only from now on. You will call me mom only when anyone else is present”.
Then she slowly slid the pallu of her sari off her shoulders revealing her big bosom trying to burst out of her blouse and daughter-in-laws super tight bra.
She leaned forward putting a hand inside her blouse and drawing the top of the cup of her bra for him to see. She said “okay, this one”. Bunty was thrilled watching his mother’s big bosom heaving with her every breath arousing him like never before.
He too leaned forward to have a better & closer look and asked “does it fit you”? She said “It’s very tight but I somehow managed”, she pushed it back inside and put her sari back.
He asked “did you like it Nina”? She said “yes, I really loved it, I have never worn anything like this before”. He asked “what size is yours”? Sounding very surprised with his question Nina asked “why”?
He said “so that I can buy some for you too”. With an astonished look and wide eyes, she asked “really will you do that for me”? He said “yes, I will buy them tomorrow itself”.
Playfully she asked “What size is this”? Bunty softly said “Its 32 and yours”? Taking a deep breath Nina said “mine is 36”. With a sense of urgency in his voice he asked “and what is your cup size”?
Getting further more astonished she whispered “bigger than what I am wearing currently”. He asked “how much bigger”? She said “I had to stretch every strap to the max and despite that I managed the last hook with great difficulty, so you can guess how big”.
He confidently said “this is a B so you should be a D or DD”. Nina blushed uncontrollably never imagining having to discuss such intimate things with her son, with a cherry red face she shyly said “double D”.
Still fully composed like in the beginning of this conversation, Bunty asked “which colors do you like”? Hearing this she blushed again and only managed to whisper “anything you prefer”.
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