“Oh my, you have thought about all this a lot.” observed Veena.
“Every day for the last 4 years.” admitted Sameer.
He looked over his mother in the low light and noticed that her scarf was no longer covering her chest and a couple of extra buttons of her kameez were open giving him a tantalizing glimpse of her breasts. They drove on in silence for the next hour. Both lost in their thoughts.
Sameer, wondering how things would go from here on, now that he had barred his desires to his mother.
His mother Veena, was trying to reconcile her desire for her son, with the stigma, now that that it was in the open how was she supposed to spend the next two weeks with him alone, without things escalating, did she even want to de-escalate them.
Sameer pulled into the hotel they were going to spend the night before the next part of their journey to Lahore, stepping out of the car they each grabbed a small hand carry which had everything they would need for the night and left the rest of the bulkier luggage in the car.
The hotel was a small 3-star establishment of three stories which catered mostly to travelers like themselves. It had a small but tastefully furnished lobby, with a small restaurant to the side. The check in faced the entry way. Everything was well maintained and had an air of a quality establishment.
Sameer showed their booking number at the check in, after checking quickly through his system, the man manning the check in smiled and handed him an electronic card.
“Have a good stay Mister and Missus Akhtar. I hope you enjoy our hospitality. Room service is available till 1.00 A.M. and the restaurant closes at midnight. We have small gym in the basement that is open 24 hours, we also have a jacuzzi and sauna room in the basement next to the gym.” the man said with practiced ease.
Sameer was a little surprised at the fact that the man mistook him for his father, giving his mother an inquisitive look while he took the proffered card. He thanked him for his hospitality and the two of them walked towards the small elevator that would take them to their room on the third floor.
“This was all so last minute I never got a chance to change bookings.” his mother explained as they got in the elevator.
Nodding in understanding, Sameer couldn’t help wonder what it would be like to share a room with his mother after all that had transpired in the last two days. Opening the door to their room he stepped inside and turned on the lights. The large bed in the room brought him short. Looking around he saw that there was no couch for him to sleep on. Stepping aside he let his mother enter the room.
“Mom, there is only one bed.” he said.
“I know.” said Veena, letting the implication of this hang in the air.
“I can sleep on the floor, the comforter could easily double as a thin mattress.” offered Sameer, while in his heart he was desperate to share his mother’s bed.
Veena was moving around the room taking in the furnishing and the facilities. She turned back to her son, she shushed him.
“We will figure this out later, but for now you need to go clean up and we can have dinner at the restaurant.” she said, as she put her overnight bag down.
Sameer nodded, going to the washroom he quickly washed up and joined his mother into the room. His mother went after him and joined him again after five minutes. Sameer noticed that his mother had freshened her makeup and was now wearing dark red lipstick.
The two of them went down and grabbed a table. Veena ordered a small salad for herself and Sameer asked for a burger. While they waited for their food to arrive, they discussed the next day’s travel and the plans for Lahore. Sameer sent a message to his father to let him know that they had arrived at the hotel safely and then called his sister.
“Hi Maria. We just checked into the hotel…yeah, we should be in Lahore by afternoon tomorrow…no we will be staying at the hotel…yeah we will come and pick you up for dinner around 8.00 P.M.” said Sameer, “Okay, here you can talk to Mom.”
Sameer handed over the phone to his mother, his mother and sister talked for a few minutes about the upcoming wedding and the rest of the trip, after making sure that her daughter was doing well, Veena ended the call and handed Sameer his phone back.
The waiter arrived with their food and both dug in, they were done with the light dinner in ten minutes and ordered a cup of coffee each.
As they leisurely drank their coffee and talked both were deliberately staying away from the thought that was upper most on their minds. The upcoming night they would be spending together. Sameer brain was running through multiple scenarios of how the night was going to go, each one more lurid than the last. Veena on her part was also unable to keep erotic thoughts away from her mind.
Eventually the coffee and their conversation ran out and they headed up. Their excitement and trepidation rising as they got closer to the room.
“Why don’t you go and change first.” said Veena to her son.
Nodding his head Sameer silently took his pajamas and headed to the washroom, after brushing his teeth he used the toilet and changed his clothes. Coming out he found his mother sitting on the bed with her night clothes next to her. Veena quickly grabbed her clothes and entered the washroom, locking the door behind her.
Sameer looked around the room and finally sat down on the bed, waiting for his mother, and tried to calm his breathing, the moment which could change everything was approaching. He could feel himself getting hard as he imagined his mother naked in the washroom, her breasts gently swaying as she brushed her teeth. The sweet spot between her legs.
Veena looked at herself in the mirror trying to work up the courage to go out in the room, not sure how things would work out between them. She looked at her night clothes, it was something she had bought for the trip with her husband, she wondered why she hadn’t changed them when the plan became for Sameer to come with her. No longer able to delay the inevitable she changed her clothes and stepped out into the room.
Sameer’s had turned off all the lights in the room except for the bedside lamps. When the bathroom door opened, he turned his head, he stopped breathing when he saw what his mother was wearing.
Veena was wearing very tight and very small silk shorts ending just below her crotch, molding to her ass and pussy, leaving her legs bare. Her top was also silk, which tightly hugged her breasts, but left a good three, four inches of her flat stomach bare.
Veena, saw the look of naked lust on her son’s face as he looked at her, then Sameer was standing up and walking towards her, she took a small step backward and found her back against the wall.
Sameer felt the blood rushing in his head, before he knew it, he was on his feet and moving towards his mother. Sameer captured his mother’s lips in a deep searing kiss. Veena gave herself to the kiss as her son ravaged her mouth with his tongue.
Veena whimpered in excitement, running her hands up and down Sameer’s back. She shivered as she felt the heat of his flesh burning into her own. She could feel the rigid hunk of cock meat between his legs pulsating against her belly. They kissed each other feverishly, their moans mingling as they turned each other on powerfully. Sameer kissed his mother’s throat, working his open mouth down to her soft shoulders. He licked her naked flesh again and again, savouring the taste of her.