We sat drinking our wine and staring into the flames, lost in thought. "You know my mother's hot for your bod, she wants you bad." "I think at your mo...her's age she's more lonely for company than for sex" "Thank god, I hate to think of my mother having sex." "Now wait a minute Whitney, your mother is a very attractive woman and if she has needs you shouldn't be upset with that." "I know. I know. But jeez, it's my mother and no one wants to think about their mother having sex." I had to agree. He reached up over my head and opened the door to his room. My mind jumped between “no” to “yes” to “what are you doing” to “do it, do it, do it”. The devil won. He started to stand up and I followed him, wrapping my arms around his shoulders as we kept kissing deeply. He led me back into his room and closed the door quietly behind him, turning back quickly to kiss me again.At 5”3' I was stretching up just as much as his 6” plus frame leaned down to me. His hands went down from my hips to. They were loving it and so was she as she blew then all a kiss. So was I for that matter. My cock was now in my hand as I slowly stroked it back and forward as I wondered what Jay was going to do next now that she was naked. She was so turned on now and I didn't have to wait long to find out. Placing a chair in the window, she sat down facing her audience with her legs spread wide apart. She was now going to masturbate openly for their entertainment and mine. Her hands moved towards her naked. Varsha thought of teasing Mr. Aiyyar. She bent forward to pick Sanjay's wine glass so that Mr. Aiyyar could again view her clevage through her transparent saree. Mr. Aiyyar didn't miss that opportunity.After some time, all had dinner and desert and then the Aiyyar's left. After cleaning the dining table and kitchen, Varsha changed herself into the night gown and joined Sanjay in the bed. Sanjay turned towards her to take her in his arms.He kissed varsha and whispered in her ears "Aiyyar uncle.