Standing in the middle of her hotel room, hands clenching her bathrobe closed, Helen can’t hide the flushed shade of crimson on her face. Sure, the woman sitting on the bed is her benefactor, but... Evelyn, however, is unfazed…smirking at the housewife-turned-super heroine, she repeats her finger waggle, gesturing for Helen to open the robe.
Helen purses her lips as she looks up at the ceiling, trying not to make eye contact with the woman. Slowly opening the robe reveals the tiny patch of black lace fabric. It’s tight, almost too tight…digging into the fleshy part of her mom-hips, her ..... bulging out from either side of its barely-there coverage. Evelyn repeats the gesture, wanting to see what all lies beneath Helen’s garment.
Read the story and see all of Helen's -assets- at the $5 tier level. :D
Original Sketch by Legoman
Colors and Edits by Phillipthe2