Sure enough when i made my way into the room my mother was laying face down on the sheets in just her shorts and a bra. As i neared the base of her ass i made the decision to casually massage continuously back to her lower back to judge her reaction. I rushed over, gave her a hug and ask “What are you doing to yourself?”
After she explained her task, and promised she felt fine i suggested she book herself in for a massage. She responded with a “Thank you” and seemingly started to roll over to get up. As i massaged the inside of her thigh she slightly spread her legs providing a little more access. Whilst i hope every day it will happen again i am very thankful it happened at all. So i grew up, only dreaming of the notion something could ever happen, i moved out, got married and started a family of my own. I have an older sister who is 3 years my senior; and while I had the odd fleeting fantasy about her, they were always just that, a fleeting moment that i would never imagine coming true. Shortly after, she rolled over, slipped her left leg out of her panties and presented herself on her back, knees bent and legs spread. I rushed over,
