It has a life all to its own. A little breeze or waive of my hand, it slides off to one side then the other. The rich orange, reds, and yellows hold m... eyes, it is calming and exciting in one. I picked up my chemise and it is ready for its new home of plastic, and so in it goes and I am ready for a quiet night. The darkness falls as the night closes. Sounds change from those of day to that of night. What can I think make them? The water is more prevalent as I sit quietly, with these thoughts. We were more friends than family so I was very jovial and friendly. This happened few months back in the month of Jan 2015. Me and my mom (Rashmi) are very friendly, from childhood when I was kid I mom used to bathe me, by the time I got young I used to bath alone and most of the time I used to come out with towel wrapped on my waist.My mom always used to tease me by trying to pull my towel though she never did, but it was fun for her and me. Sometimes she would do it in front of her friends. He got dressed fast and went away. I was still shaky after the wild pumping he had done. I got up after a cpl of mins and made the bed again and was dressed only in my lingerie. I was tucking the bed sheet in the sides of the berth with my back to the door when I heard a knock and my heart skipped a beat. I turned and saw the curtain was half open on the door and it was Mohan ( the other TT). My heart skipped another beat and he just slid open the door and came in. Locked the door and closed. It was a few weeks later on a Thursday. The next day was some local holiday, so we had kind of had a long weekend. Nothing noteworthy happened during this period. But we had a regular workout, drinking, cooking and massage sessions. I never pushed my luck other than rubbing my fingers on her pussy.On Thursday night, we finished our work early. We planned to watch a movie with a tub of homemade popcorn. She has become comfortable around me. When this lockdown started, we sat with at least 5 feet.