On such night we were drinking and discussing in our room, when Shalini said she wants to give me surprise and went to washroom. She came out wearing ...er super push up bra and over one piece thigh length dress. The neck of dress was very deep which was exposing her cleavage fully and she was looking hot as diva. This gave me a hard on and I pounced on her, but she pushed me back and said you were pleading to see a slutty side, so today it is. I looked at her mesmerized and was sure if she steps. Bob said with a very calm tone. “No, I have thought about it”. She stopped for a moment before saying that, looked straight in his eyes, took a deep breath and pulled the robe open and dropped it to her feet.There were no fatty roles visible in her body. Her belly protruded only a little and there were no signs of any cellulite on her nice white hips. Her boobs were slightly smaller than he thought they were but there was a nice areola on the top of each and very well developed nipples for any. “It’s not your fault, Mom. I made you do it. You’ll never be responsible for what I make you do.” My son promised with cement conviction.“Th-this is ridiculous, Andy. Give me those keys.”“Give me your hand mother.” He countered. “I’m going to use it.”“I’ll get out of the car. I’ll walk home if necessary.” I tried.“No, Mom. You’ll stay right here. It’s warm and safe. Now roll up the window.My hand reacted before I could think. A whirr lifted the glass barrier. Why couldn’t the damn car break. ‘Come,’ he beckoned her. Releasing a long breath, Sophia followed him through the door. Inside, the room was lit by bright morning sunshine. Stairs grew out of the cool, tiled floor, hugging the plain, lime-washed walls. As her gaze followed the walls, she realised there was no roof above them, only a canvas sail which shaded the room from direct sunlight, casting huge shadows against the walls. In the middle of the circular room stood two soft couches piled with so many cushions, they formed.