The bra wascertainly unnecessary as my breasts at that time were little morethan swollen nipples. When Mom unslung her breasts, I gasped invisual app...reciation which was not a put on. To my teenage mind,Mom was a knockout. I asked if I could touch them and she quicklysaid no. I didn’t push it. Instead, I pulled down my shorts andthen slid my panties over my hips and let them fall to the floor.I fluffed up the small patch of hair adorning my pussy and sort ofopened up my labia with a. I shook a bit as Ipacked up my things and headed out. I tried to sound chipper as Isigned out and the receptionist assured me my new prescriptions would bein the mail soon. Chipper seemed better than hysterical, but still adamn sight worse than actually fixing the problem.------------------------------------------------------------------------After that appointment, nothing changed, and everything changed. Thenext day I went to work like I always did, and the day after that, andthe week. Rahul haath mukh dhuye aamader saathe cha khete boslo. Takhonee baba aar Shyamal baari pheerlo. Aar kichukhon por chorda aar dada o baari pherot elo. Sobai miley Rahul ke ghire golpo korte laglo. Aami sudhu dur theke sobar chokh bachiye Rahul er mukhta dekhchilam. Raat aat ta nagad Rahul nijer barir dike raona dilo. Aami kaache gelam na, bhison mon kharap lagchilo tai. Chaad thekei dekhlam. Andhakare Rahul bujhte parlo na aami okey dekhchi. Bukta jeno phaka hoye gelo, Chokh diye aamar jol. I noticed new changes in her as well, she was more flirty and more careless with her clothes at home. She was no longer wearing her bra when she was at home, giving me ample view of her nipple pokie every day. We would hug each other everyday at least once, where mom would intentionally press her boobs against my chest while I wrapped my hands around her back. She even stopped shutting the door fully when she was changing clothes, as if giving me a preview of what was in store for me if I did.