Just before the death of my father, mom had brought three pundit priests to pray in our family temple. they were Mahant Premdass, the head priest, age... 45, Badri and Satya, two young priests in their early twenties. Mom would address the head priest as Prem Bapuji and the younger priests as Satya bhaiya and Badri bhaiya. The head priest called my mom as Beti and the young priests called her Behnji and sometimes Sharmila Didi. My mom always wire white sari and kept her hair loose as a Hindu. She was wearing a tight white dress shirt, neatly tucked in. I couldn't tell how big they were but at a glance she looked to have perky cute tits that fit her frame nicely. A phone call snapped me out of my trance. “I need to take this really quick”I stood up and answered. It was one of my larger clients. I had a habit of pacing up and down during phone calls. While facing out the window I noticed Maia was actually staring back at me through the reflection. I was glad I wasn’t the only one. ?” she asked, “ he is waiting for you so that you can talk” I said, I went in the shower, when I came out I expected her to be gone but she wasn’t she was sitting at my dressing table combing her hair with my comb “ hope you don’t mind but I am just psyching myself to face that bastard” she said venomously, I had put on fresh boxers, as she combed her towel slipped but she didn’t move to catch it, my eyes clamped on her assets again, and my cock started to move again, she was watching me in. In another old issue she across nude photograph contributed by another famous photographer Mr.Jitendra Arya with attractive caption “SHE GAVE SIX REASONS TO SAY NO AND WITHOUT ANY REASON DROPPED HER ALL CLOTHES ONE BY ONE”. My wife Mohini was inspired by both this contribution and decided to go all around and pose as nude model exclusively for me. She decided to give me pleasant surprise on my birthday by posing in her birthday suit as my birthday gift.One day prior to my 30th birthday she went.