Chapter 2

As I returned to the living room with the talc, Mom turned her head and said, “You took your time.”

“Had to use the toilet,” I said.

“Oh,” she replied, and laid her head back down in position as before.

“Please do my legs now. And you can lift my skirt up to above my knees.”

She raised her legs a bit so her skirt would slide up.

I put the talc container down and slowly peeled back Mom’s skirt, exposing more and more of her lower legs. I thought I’d try to lift it higher than ever before so it showed more of her thighs, so instead of stopping just above the knees, I finally folded the upper part of the skirt so that almost half her thighs were showing. She didn’t say anything in objection.

The only disadvantage for me now was that the folded skirt fabric now lay over her butt, in effect hiding it with a double layer of cloth.

Never mind, I thought, looking at her legs. They were more exposed than ever I’d seen them, and that was the trade-off. As I massaged them from the ankles, I slowly moved up in circular movements.

As I reached the back of her knees, I thought I’d try my luck and go up a bit further, up to the lower part of her thighs. Slowly, I slid my hands up, over the fleshy part of the back of her lower thighs, and slid them under the edge of the skirt where it had been folded. As I couldn’t see where her buttocks began due to the fold of her skirt, my fingers went a bit too far, and I felt the lower part of her panties.