Getting a start, Manya fumbled for a minute before replying “Oh, it was the soap I was trying to get open for washing clothes when you rang the bell”.
“You must be hungry Mom, let’s have food. Binu will come later”, said Deen, spreading out the plates and beginning to serve out the hot Chinese food into two plates.
Manya sat at the table and the two of them noiselessly ate for the next ten minutes, not at all surprised at how hungry they were.There was no mention about the doctor Deen had left the house to call. On finishing, Manya thanked Deen again for his thoughtfulness and rose to wash her hands. Deen watched her movements with interest, particularly observing her huge asscheeks jutting out at the base of her hips and stretching the towel sexily. Her bare shoulders looked creamier than they did in her atrociously small blouse and the exposed area from her knees to her bare feet served a horny reminder of the day’s events and the high octane action his mother’s lush body had been subjected to.He caressed his cock through the trousers as long as she had her back to him and his dick sprung to a surprised attention when she said “I’m going to bathe Deen and I’ll call you when I need to get my back scrubbed. I need help to get the color fully off”.
“Sure Mom,” he mumbled, not sure whether his mother noticed the lump in his throat.
Manya turned on the shower and for the first time since the previous day, began to enjoy a full fledged bath. She felt the water cascade over her bountiful breasts and flow teasingly all over her body, lots of it flowing right into her pussy, cooling her passions and cleansing her. She felt it very rejuvenating and relieving. Her hands soaped and lathered her well ravished, glowing form and for a full ten minutes she revelled in the twin pleasures offered by the strong shower and her own rubbing. She couldn’t say that she missed having a bath with all the merciless dunking she received that morning, but that dunking was agitating for her creamy body. The bath now was actually relaxing. She observed the glow on her face with a naughty smile and suddenly remembered that her back needed cleaning and she couldn’t reach it to wash the colour away.
“Deen could you please come and help me”, she called out through the half open door. She had left the door open for Deen to come in later, but was herself naked during her luxurious bath. Deen was ogling his mother’s nakedly glorious body through the vertical slit at the corner of the door and the moment she called out, he entered just in time to see her wrap her towel around her waist and turn her back towards him. Deen kept looking at Manya’s wide wet back with the soft flesh around her flaring waist. She had tied the towel almost at the beginning of her asscrack. Her back was red from all the colour, except in small patches where her scanty blouse had been. Her reached out with his soaped hands to touch her at the waist, his hands getting drawn to the sexy folds on either side on their own. The sexy mother gasped at the touch. She hadn’t expected that her son would go straight for her fleshy waist when she had called him for scrubbing her back. Not wanting to rebuff him, she let him hold her by her naked waist for a while, before whispering “My back Deen. Remove all the red from it”.