Feeling Mom's legs bumping against me was confirmation she also noticed Rachel's display. Grabbing my cloth napkin, I moved it below the table and placed it on my leg. I reached over and slid my hand up and down Mom's exposed leg. When my hand ventured higher, I felt the heat from her groin when my hand stopped at her closed thighs.

While still immersed in her discussion with Rachel, she moved her left leg over, allowing me access to her hairy treasure. I slowly ran my hand under her skirt to the top of her luscious thigh. The side of my hand stopped when it hit her mound of...