The sun was just about to set on a hot and humid summer evening in Chennai. Divya, who'd turned eighteen a couple of months ago, had just taken a bath in the small well in the backyard of the house, behind the kitchen and getting back into the house. She was still wrapped in a damp petticoat that covered from her chest up to her knees, the type of which is usually worn in order to shower in the open.
Divya was an only child to her mother, Nalini who was in her mid forties. Nalini was sitting beside the kitchen door at the backyard, sipping her evening tea and having a casual conversation with her own mother, Lalitha, who was in her mid sixties. Nalini was wearing a sleeveless nightgown which is customary especially during summer and Lalitha too was wearing a cotton nightdress. Nalini, despite her age, had maintained a lean and fit physique like Lalitha who too didn't look as old as what she really was. Nalini had a good look at her daughter Divya, especially her bosoms as she passed her into the house which was noticed by Lalitha and for Lalitha, it was quite evident what Lalitha was staring at. Nalini couldn't help but feel guilty but at the same time she couldn't and didn't want to suppress her desires despite the nature of them.
"Do you like what you saw?" Asked Lalitha to which Nalini simply nodded with a smile, looking down at her cup of tea.
"I know. I know your longings for young women, as it had been from your young ages. By now, you know I am also not that different. In fact I too had a good look at her while she was bathing." exclaimed Lalitha.
"True, but this is different. She's my daughter. I feel really awkward" said Nalini.
"Well, it's all about how we perceive things my dear. After all, she's almost a fully grown up woman. Suppressing your desires makes no difference but only makes them grow." Explained Lalitha to which Nalini nodded in agreement.
Nalini decided to take the initiative as she was certain of the support of Lalitha, and even the involvement of Lalitha. But at the same time she wanted to be subtle and indirect as she didn't want to scare Divya at once till she gets comfortable with Nalini and Lalitha.
"Divya, come here and sit. Let me braid your hair" Nalini called Divya.
Nalini watched as her daughter came back still in her damp petticoat tied around her chest.
"Come here dear. It's been long since I braided your hair. Let me do it. Sit here." she pointed.
Divya sat beside Nalini on the floor in silent agreement. She leaned forward a bit offering her hair.
Nalini reached out with both hands and slowly parted the thick and dark tresses of Divya. She began weaving the braid while Lalitha who was seated nearby, looked upon with a smile as her own hands twisted in yearning. She could see Nalini's touch and the surrender of Divya as Nalini's fingers lingered around Divya's nape.
When the braid was about to end, Nalini finished it off using a small ribbon and let it fall on Divya's bare skin on her back along the spine.
"Your hair is soft like a baby's," said Nalini as she traced Divya's bare shoulders with her finger tips.
"Remember, Nalini, when your hair was just as soft and long as when we used to bathe and braid it together every evening?" Stepped in Lalitha after a period of silence.
"I do remember mom." Said Nalini with a smile.
Lalitha smiled in response.
"And you, my dear, are just as beautiful as your mother. " Lalitha said to Divya.
Divya just looked up at both of them, rather perplexed, and responded with just a smile.
"I mean it darling. You look exactly like your mother when she was your age, especially if you were to compare both of your bodies, you both look almost identical," exclaimed Lalitha
"Mom" interrupted Nalini.
"Oh, don't be embarrassed, Nalini. Let's get a good view of your daughter" Lalitha said firmly encouraging Nalini.
"Maybe yes, mom, I think you're right," responded Nalini.
Nalini stood up, still in her sleeveless nightgown, and picked up Divya's hand and helped her to stand.
"Come here dear, come closer" exclaimed Lalitha.
Divya came closer.
Divya now stood barely two feet beside Nalini, as Lalitha was still seated in front of them.
"Now let's get a better look. Look at her face, just the same as you when you were her age Nalini, " said Lalitha gazing at Divya from top to bottom.
"Yes. You know, Divya, she's right, I could to a greater extent recognize myself in you." Added Nalini.
"Her hair is almost the same color as yours, it's the same length, look at her lips and her eyes, even look at her nose, they all seem the same as yours, " exclaimed Lalitha, still gazing at Divya with an evident desire.
"Come here dear, " Lalitha asked Divya to come closer to her as her tone reflected a hint of yearning.
Divya did as told and stepped even closer, standing a mere one foot away from her grandmother, between both of them.
"Look at those hips and, look at those waist" exclaimed Lalitha as she placed both of her palms on Divya's waist over her damp petticoat.
Lalitha slowly ran her palms all around Divya's waist, hips and downwards unto her upper thighs.
"Those are just like yours, Nalini. You both have the same body," exclaimed Lalitha again, now clearly lusting after Divya.
"You too come closer Nalini. Let me have a look at you too", Lalitha asked.
Nalini did as told and came close enough and was now standing a few inches away from Lalitha.
