Now he had a choice, and Evelyn bit her lip in wonder and anticipation. Would his hand travel inside or out? Being the gentlemen, her son chose the latter and moved to the outside of her leg as it drifted higher and higher until his fingers spread against her bare hip finding only the feeling of her skin.

"Holy shit," he said as Evelyn smiled down at him with a wicked grin.

"Language, my love."

His fingers spread, feeling the curves of her hips and buttocks in the palm of his hands.

"I can't believe you did it."

"Why not? You saw me do it."

"Yeah, but I didn't... This...