The Weekend of Four Ch. 03

Mira was casually scrolling through her phone after lunch when Rahul's text popped up on the screen.

Rahul: Shall we take the girls out for dinner tonight?

Mira read the message and looked towards Tanya's room. Tanya and her friend Anaya had spent most of the Saturday morning cooped up in the room. Tanya had come out briefly to collect the pizza they ordered, but other than that, that door had stayed closed. And after the sounds Mira and Rahul overheard last night, she could guess what must be happening inside.

Honestly, Mira was fine with Tanya sharing more than just a sleepover with another girl. She thought of herself as the cool maasi who would support Tanya in exploring the different intricacies of love. What she was more curious about was how she and Rahul had reacted to those giggles and gasps. It turned them on so much that they ended up having sex in the living room itself.

Mira blushed as the memories of last night came back. They hadn't shared such a spark in a long time.

Mira: Let me check if the girls have any other plans.

She hit send and got up to check on the girls. Mira stood outside the door, debating if she should just text Tanya instead. But she guessed it was about time she had a little talk with the girls.

Mira knocked on the door and waited patiently. It took a while before Tanya opened the door. Mira almost laughed out loud watching the scene inside. Tanya was wearing just a long t-shirt which was put on backwards in a hurry. Anaya was standing near the study table, just beside the door, looking at the blank screen of the laptop.

"Maasi?" Tanya said, raising her eyebrows.

"Your Rahul uncle was asking if we should all go out for dinner tonight," Mira said looking at Tanya.

Tanya glanced towards Anaya who gave the tiniest of shrugs. "Sounds good," she said looking back at Mira.

Mira brought up her phone and messaged Rahul that the plan was on. Holding her phone down, she again looked inside the room.

"Looks like you girls had a lively night," she said, gesturing towards the pillows which were thrown on the floor.

Tanya again tilted her head to glance towards Anaya who had a blush creeping up her cheek.

"Did we, now?" Tanya asked, feigning innocence.

Mira's smile deepened at that. "I guess the walls in this house are really not as thick as we think," she repeated the words Tanya had used last week when she had overheard Mira and Rahul have sex. Tanya had been teasing them both throughout the week. Now, it was her turn.

"You know, the giggles... the whispers...," Mira continued in a teasing voice, "and then those very rhythmic silences. Now, where have I heard these sounds before?"

Anaya's ear turned pinker listening to that. Beside her, Tanya threw her hands in mock surrender.

"Guilty as moaned," she said with a wide smile on her face. She guessed Mira must have understood by now what was happening between her and Anaya. There was no point hiding it.

Mira laughed looking at the girls. A genuine laugh that instantly loosened the tension in the room.

"Honestly?" she said looking at them, "It was sweet. You're both exploring something new. Whether it's emotional, physical, or just curious chemistry, it's all okay. You don't need to feel ashamed of anything in this house."

A little tear slid down Tanya's cheek hearing that.

"Feels magical, doesn't it?" Mira continued, "when you stop overthinking and let your body speak?"

Tanya just nodded with her twinkling eyes before hugging her maasi tight. Behind her, Anaya too sported a shy smile.

When the emotions washed over, Mira started cleaning the room just a bit. She was just folding up a blanket when Tanya sprawled on the bed in front of her. She popped her head over her palm and looked at Mira curiously.

"Speaking of letting the body go...," she said in a teasing voice, "Did you and Rahul uncle too let your bodies go last night?"

Mira threw her head back and laughed hard this time. "Are there really no boundaries in this house anymore?" she said looking at Tanya.

"Nope," Tanya grinned, holding Mira's gaze.

"Umm..., can I ask you something?" Anaya's soft voice broke through the connection. She had been so silent all this time that Mira almost forgot she was there in the room too.

Mira nodded.

"Was it us who...," Anaya asked, "you know, turned you on?"

Mira kept the blanket down and held Tanya's gaze for a bit before shifting to Anaya. "Maybe," she said, "but not in the way you are thinking. I guess watching the freshness and the openness reminded us of how it used to be between us at the start."

Before anyone could speak, Mira's phone buzzed again. She quickly picked it up, trying to avoid further conversation on the topic.

Rahul: I'll be back by 6. Dress nicely >)

"Well girls, we'll talk about this later. For now, let's get ready for a lovely dinner." Mira said, looking at Tanya and Ananya.

As Mira was about to leave the room, Anaya called back. "Um... Mira maasi," she had a sheepish smile on her face, "I haven't brought any change of clothes that aren't pajamas. Definitely nothing restaurant-worthy."

Tanya suddenly got up from the bed and opened her wardrobe with a theatrical sigh. "I'd offer you something mine, but..." she held up a fitted black top, then glanced pointedly at Anaya's fuller frame with a teasing grin. "We'd need a miracle to squeeze you into my clothes."

Anaya threw a pillow at her. "Rude!"

Mira chuckled from the doorway. "You could wear one of my sarees if you like. The blouse should fit hopefully."

Anaya blinked after hearing that. "Sounds like a plan. But I don't know how to wear one. During occasions, it's usually my mom who wraps them up for me."

"Well," Mira said, brushing a strand of her hair behind her ear, "lucky for you, I happen to be very good at wrapping sarees too!"

Tanya suddenly lit up, stepping away from the wardrobe. "In that case, how about we all wear sarees tonight? But you'll have to help me with the pleats as well."

"I don't mind," Mira shrugged, "Come on Anaya, let's pick one for you."

Anaya followed Mira to her room while Tanya riffled through her own wardrobe, pulling out a teal saree buried in the back. A smile curled on her lips as she recalled all the moments since Anaya had arrived. And now that her massi had given them her approval, Tanya knew their adventures were far from over.

***

In the master bedroom, Mira stood in front of Anaya, holding a green saree over her shoulder.

"This should look good," she said softly, "but, let's try on the blouse first."

Anaya met her gaze and gave a nervous smile. She slowly reached to lift her t-shirt over her head, revealing skin that flushed even before the air conditioner's cold air touched it.

Mira didn't comment on the hesitation. Her lips just twitched in approval watching Anaya's bra covered breasts.

"This is a padded blouse," she said, gesturing with her eyes towards Aanaya's chest.

"Oh," Anaya realized all of a sudden what Mira was asking of her. When she reached for the bra hooks behind her back, her moments were slower than before. She opened the hooks and let the bra slide down. Mira couldn't help but admire what she saw. Anaya's nipples were already hard, whether due to AC or the closeness of the situation, no one could tell.

Mira slowly stepped behind Anaya, arms brushing her as she guided the blouse up Anaya's hands. Once the blouse was all the way up, Mira started to fasten the hooks on the back. The tips of her fingers grazed involuntarily on Anaya's back, tracing the gentle dip of her spine. She instantly pulled them back, before pausing at the clasp.

"Too tight?" she asked, her breath close in Anaya's ear.

"No," Anaya whispered, a tremor running through the word. "It's... good."

Just then, Tanya entered the room, wearing a sleeveless blouse and shorts. As she watched the duo share the tender moment, her eyes betrayed her. It didn't feel like jealousy or discomfort. It was more of a longing in disguise. When Mira met her gaze across the room, the moment lingered.

"Your turn," Mira said as she called Tanya close.

Tanya held a mischievous smile as she stepped forward.

Mira took the saree from Tanya's hand, tying a knot just above her navel. She then knelt down, gathering the saree into pleats. Her fingers were short, but delicate. Mira's other hand anchored gently on Tanya's waist, steadying her in place. The touch on skin to skin was subtle, but it did slip lower than strictly necessary.

Tanya's breath caught when Mira's hand slipped to her lower back, but she didn't pull away.

Mira stood up now, drawing the pallu up and over Tanya's shoulder. Her fingers again grazed the tender skin near Tanya's collarbone as she adjusted the pallu. Tanya closed her eyes for a second, exhaling a sound that almost felt like a moan.

Beside them, Anaya watched on with curious eyes. Her breasts were rising and falling with an invisible rhythm. She knotted her own saree in front and let it hang, waiting to be claimed.

Mira turned to her again. "Now yours."

As she lifted the saree to drape over Anaya's shoulder, the back of Mira's palm brushed against the swell of Anaya's breast. Anaya stilled at the touch. She had felt something similar when Tanya touched her the first time last night. But now, with Tanya's maasi, she wasn't sure what to make of these feelings.

"You're so still," Mira murmured with a small smile, "almost like a sculpture."

Anaya glanced at her reflection in the mirror. Mira stood behind her, tall and assured. Her face was focussed, yet gentle.

"I don't want to mess up your work," Anaya replied quietly, eyes flicking downward as Mira tucked a pleat into her waistband.

There was a pause as Mira went about smoothing the folds of the saree. Tanya moved a little closer then, tucking a strand of Anaya's hair behind her ear. As their eyes met, a strange kind of tension hung in the air.

Anaya's voice broke it gently. "Is it normal to... feel this close?"

"Yes," Mira replied without hesitation, surprising herself.

She stood up, one hand resting on Anaya's waist, the other holding Tanya's wrist.

"Have you ever felt like this? With a woman?" Anaya asked again.

Mira hesitated a little, but decided to let go. "There were glances," she said, "moments I dismissed quickly. I always told myself it was silly curiosity, not attraction. But now, I don't know. Maybe I never allowed myself to feel it fully."

There was a quiet inhale as Mira paused to let the emotions sink in.

"I never thought I'd say this," she continued, "But helping you two dress like this, touching, adjusting, watching you both trust me with it. It stirred something I didn't know was there."

Tanya slowly glided her fingers over Mira's arm. "You can let yourself feel it, maasi. Like you said before, you shouldn't feel ashamed of anything in this house."

Mira smiled. Open, honest, and a little awed. She leaned in to kiss Tanya. Tanya's lips were soft and inviting. Mira's hand slowly moved towards Tanya's neck, holding her as the kiss deepened. Her other hand, meanwhile, found the bare skin of Anaya's lower back, pulling her close. Anaya's hands circled around both of them, and just and like that, any hesitation that was there was gone.

Mira gently pulled away from Tanya and turned her head to kiss Anaya. Her full and tender lips opened up slowly. As Mira alternated between Tanya and Anaya, she was attentive to both. While Tanya was moving with her usual boldness, Anaya was slowly opening up like a flower.

After what felt like an eternity, Tanya pulled Anaya towards her, kissing her friend with the familiarity they had established overnight. This was skin she had explored last night, and again this morning. Her lips fluently moved from Anaya's lips to her neck, forcing Anaya to throw her head back.

While Tanya was busy kissing Anaya's neck, Mira moved behind Anaya. She pulled the pallu she put in place a while ago, before beginning to open the buttons of Anaya's blouse. After opening the last button, Mira bent down to glide her lips on Anaya's open back. Under attack from both aunt and niece, Anaya felt a tingle rush through her body. She hugged Tanya tightly, trying to stay steady on her feet.

Mira now moved towards Tanya, opening the buttons of her blouse as she did with Anaya. When the girls finally pulled away from the hug, their blouses slipped down to reveal two beautiful sets of breasts.

Anaya had already given Mira a fleeting glance at her boobs minutes ago. This time, she stood tall, allowing Mira's curious eyes to wander freely. Tanya, on the other hand, was a bit shy. As soon as the blouse fell down, her hands instantly moved up to cover her boobs. Mira gave her the space.

Seeing that her friend was having a little trouble showing off to her maasi, Anaya decided to take the matter in her own hands. She leaned in again to give Tanya a quick peck on her lips, before moving behind her. Anaya hugged Tanya from behind. Her hands slowly slid over Tanya's and delicately pulled them away.

Tanya looked up at Mira and saw admiration in her eyes. Being a slim girl, she had always felt a little insecure about her breasts. But, twice in two days now, two women extremely close to her heart had seen her topless. And judging by the reactions, they loved what they saw.

Cupping Tanya's boobs from behind, Anaya juggled them up and down, like trying to get a puppet to talk. "Oops," she said, smiling at Mira, "this one's trying to say something. What? You want to meet your friends?"

Mira laughed, a little tense. She was aroused for sure. But also a little nervous.

Sensing her hesitation, it was Tanya who took the lead this time. Closing the gap between her and Mira, she took Mira's hands in hers and lightly kissed her. "Don't worry, maasi," she said, looking into Mira's eyes, "there is no judgment here."

Tanya slowly let her hands slide to the edge of Mira's kurta. Still looking into Tanya's eyes, Mira raised her hands to let Tanya remove her top. She was of a similar weight as Anaya, but her boobs sagged with age. They were nowhere near as beautiful as the ones standing before her. And yet, the lovingness with which the girls were looking at her boosted Mira's confidence.

As the rest of the clothes came off, Mira was overwhelmed with emotions. She hadn't expected it to feel like this.

She had hoped to enjoy it, yes. She had imagined the charm of youth to smitten her. But she hadn't expected to feel..., seen like this. As fingers touched her in places only Rahul had, as lips kissed and whispered on her skin, Mira knew this wasn't just desire. It was heaven.

The girls gently pushed Mira on the bed now. Mira lay back, her skin already flushed with their attention. Tanya and Anaya climbed up on either side of her. Tanya's hand slid up her thigh with surprising confidence, while Anaya's lips pressed just below her boobs. Inch by inch Anaya's lips moved closer to Mira's left nipple. Just when Mira thought she'd kiss them, Anaya moved to kiss the valley between her boobs. Tanya, meanwhile, was drawing lazy circles on Mira's inner thigh. She was expertly alternating between grazing with her fingers and lips.

Mira almost laughed. She was finding it hard to believe that the body she only shared with Rahul so far, was now being cherished by the lips and fingers of two girls. She was being reintroduced to herself, and she was loving this change.

While Mira was lost in her thoughts, Tanya and Anaya leaned across her to share a kiss. It was the most romantic kiss Mira had seen. It felt like they were communicating through the kiss. And who knows, maybe they really were.

Because as soon as they pulled out from the kiss, both of them instinctively dived on Mira.

Anaya started to circle her tongue around Mira's left nipple. She moved to the right one briefly, before circling back to the left. After a couple more circles, Anaya opened her mouth and sucked on Mira's boob. During every suck, she was gently curling the nipple with her teeth. This was something Mira had never experienced before.

As if this wasn't enough, Tanya's tongue was busy roaming across Mira's inner thigh. Tanya's head was slowly pushing Mira's legs wider, allowing her tongue to reach newer depths with every flick.

Mira's hands instinctively moved to both. Tangling each hand in their hair, Mira tried to pull them closer, grounding herself in their heat. Her legs went wide and her hips shifted, giving them permission. And they took it with both tongues.

As the pleasure built, Mira felt her control slip. The sounds in the room were soft and messy. Mira's legs trembled when Tanya's tongue found a rhythm at her clit. As Anaya's lips moved to Mira's neck, she whispered words of encouragement on her skin. Both the girls worked together, fully attentive to Mira's every reaction.

And then it came. Sudden and sweeping. Mira's back arched, her fingers clasped the bedsheet, and a moan slipped out from her lips. As the waves slowed and her body softened under their touch, Mira opened her eyes. Tanya was watching her from between her legs. While Anaya lay beside her, one hand still holding her breast, almost absentmindedly.

Mira pulled them both into her arms, the way she usually pulls Rahul after their sex. And yet, this felt different. These girls, no, these women had just shown her how wide the desires could stretch. And she wanted to explore every bit of it.

"Oh, you both," Mira murmured, her voice a little drowsy, "you have stirred up feelings I didn't know I needed."

"Like what?" Tanya asked, tilting her face up.

"Like being seen," Mira said softly, "being desired." Mira looked between them - one bold, one tender. "I admire how you're both discovering yourselves without an apology," she said, before kissing them both again.

Neither of them spoke for a long time.

***

Tanya broke the quiet after some time.. She took a breath, slow and careful, before looking up at Mira with a fragile gaze.

"Can I ask you something?" her voice was quiet, "Is it okay to... you know, feel like discovering the other side too?"

Tanya's eyes immediately flicked towards Anaya. Mira stayed silent, giving them the space. Tanya's lips twitched in a half-smile as she again looked towards Anaya.

"I mean, I know what Anaya and I have is special. These last two days have been nothing short of magical. But I'd be lying if I said I wasn't curious. I'd love to know what it feels like to be explored by a man."

Tanya's eyes closed shut in embarrassment. Anaya didn't react for a moment. Then, she sat up slowly and lifted Tanya's head by holding her chin.

"It's not just you," Anaya murmured. "I've been wondering too. Not because this isn't enough, but because... maybe because we're learning that wanting more doesn't mean loving less."

Mira too sat up in the bed now. She gently rubbed the backs of both, comforting them with her touch.

"You're allowed to want both," she said, "You're not betraying each other by exploring something new. You're just listening to what your bodies and hearts want."

"But how do we explore without breaking things?" Tanya asked, looking hesitant.

"You don't need to rush into anything," Mira said, "but do ask yourselves, what are you really afraid of? That you won't feel the same about each other after? Or that you'd start feeling special about someone else?"

The question hung in the air for a while.

And then Anaya whispered, "I think I'm scared of both."

Mira reached out, tucking a stray strand of hair behind Anaya's ear.

Anaya's voice was quieter now. "Honestly? I don't even know if this is just physical or emotional. I guess I just want to know what it feels like to be looked at differently."

Mira nodded.

"Like by someone who doesn't just mirror your softness, but meets it with something else?" she asked.

The silence stretched out for minutes before Mira finally spoke again.

"If you really want to explore without carrying the weight of a break out," Mira spoke, almost quietly, "there is someone in this house I trust."

Anaya's eyes went wide hearing that. "You mean... Rahul uncle?"

Tanya didn't reply in words, but her eyes were a mix of curiosity and nervousness.

"I've seen how he looks at us," Tanya said, finally, "It's always polite, yes. But there is heat. I'd again be lying if I said it hasn't had some effect on me."

As her mind wandered, Anaya's fingers moved in slow, lazy circles on Mira's thigh. "But... would he know how to handle it? Us?"

Mira let out a deep breath. "Maybe that's why I trust him," she said, "he'd treat you like fire and ice."

Tanya and Anaya looked at each other, settling the uncertainty into something hopeful.

"Then maybe," they both whispered, "we're ready."