The son replaces the father in the marriage bed

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Our kissing became passionate, I was pressing my groin hard into hers, while she pressed her breasts into my chest. We made out like that for about ten minutes before I slipped my hand between us to fondle her breast. Even through her dress and bra I felt the hardness of her nipple, she moaned as I tried to squeeze it. “Maya.” I called her name for the first time.

“Maya, Maya,” she opened her eyes, “Maya I love you.”

“Remi darling you shouldn’t say things like that, I mustn’t be unfaithful to your father.”

“Do you love him?” She shook her head.

“Have you ever loved him?” She shook her head.

“Do you love me?” She nodded.

I kissed the exposed top of her breasts, and began to slip my hand up her dress. She clamped her legs tight.

“Please don’t do that, you shouldn’t treat your mother that way.”

After we had eaten and drank a half bottle of wine, I lay with my head resting on Maya’s thighs, while she stroked my hair. We started to make out again kissing and cuddling, surprising me just how passionate she could be. Maya must have been aroused because she allowed me to slip a hand inside her bra cup and we continued to kiss as I rolled her hardened nipple between my thumb and finger.

“Darling what shall we do next weekend? You do realize that the weekend after, your father will be home and everything will be back to normal.”

“I don’t know I haven’t given it much thought, and yes I do realize my father will be home.”

“Are there any other restaurants you could take me to?”

“There is one, but it’s not appropriate for you.”

“Why not, what’s wrong with it?”

“It’s not the sort of place that you take a nice Hindu lady.”

“Come on tell me all about it you have me intrigued now.”

“Maya you will not like it. It’s for sexually motivate couples, it’s renowned for its food, drink and drugs. There are no table’s only secluded booths, in which you can’t be seen. In the booth there is a table of course and a padded leather bench seat more like a sofa, big enough for two people to lie on. Get the idea. There is a dance floor and when some of the girls get high they take their tops off and dance topless.”

“It sounds interesting couldn’t we go and see it, we could pretend we are a couple?”

“No you still can’t go because there is a dress code. Women are only allowed in if they are braless. They can wear some sort of top a blouse or sweater, they must also wear a mini skirt no longer than 14 inches. If there is some doubt on what a woman’s is or isn’t wearing they will measure and check what they need to check.”

“Alright darling book a booth for Saturday.”

“You haven’t heard a word I’ve said, are you sure this is what you want?”

“I’ve heard every word, and this is exactly what I want.”

Her appearance at the top of the stairs that Saturday evening, stopped me in my tracks.

“Fucking hell.”

Raising her voice she said. “Remi don’t use language like that, I’m coming down.”

As she clipped down the stairs in her stilettoes, I watch as her breasts bounced around under a tight off the shoulder white silk blouse. It looked two sizes too small for her, displaying the shape and size of her nipples. Her red mini skirt couldn’t have been more than 13 inches in length and flicked up every time she took a step down the stairs. Whether it was deliberate or not, she was displaying her pink satin thong she wore beneath it.

“I think you approve, but do you think I’m suitably dressed for the evening, is my dress code acceptable?”

I swallowed and nodded, not having regained my composure or voice. If I had seen this woman dress like this, in any other public place, I would have said she was a slut.

We had no problem gaining entrance to the restaurant and were shown to our booth quickly and efficiently. From the menus on the table we selected our meals and pressed the button to summons the waiter. Having finished our meal and had everything cleared away we laid down together on the sofa.

Leaning over Maya I kissed her, she kissed me back wrapping her arms around me as I pulled her close pressing my groin against hers. I watched her face as I brought my hand up to fondle her breast, and found it surprisingly soft without the hindrance of a bra. She mouthed “I love you” as I grabbed the top of her blouse and pulled it down beneath her breasts, seeing them in all their glory for the first time. I cupped a breast in my hand, gave it a little shake and watched the ripples chase each other across the soft flesh.

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