After a couple of minutes of consideration, she had made up her mind. Edith looked around and saw that no one seemed to be watching her. She watched h...r just married daughter dancing with her dad. If she was going to disappear for a while without detection, it was probably now or never. She stood up and quickly, without looking back, like she was involved in a jailbreak and was on the run from the cops, left the room and went to the elevator.Edith did one last looked around to make sure no one. Sable gives a squeal. I know she likes her asshole spread. She's probably smiling right now. I pop it in. I then wipe my hands on the dress she just took off. "Get up and stick your arms out in front of you." She does. I take a small rope and bind her wrist's together. I get behind her and push her to the back door of the house. She looks over her shoulder, puzzled as I keep pushing her out the door. Remember she is totally naked except her boots. She's trying to muffle a "But, but" "Keep. And the fact that you're so reluctant to do this for me shows methat you probably can't be trusted. After all, who but you and I willknow what you're wearing under your clothing? Sorry, I thought we couldwork things out but obviously we can't. Here's your underpants," shethrew the bag at me, "give me my knickers. I'll call my lawyer in themorning." She held out her hand waiting for me to pass her the knickers."No Bev, you're right. I'm really sorry. I want to show you that you cantrust me. I. Could maybe feel your butt cheeks under your skirt... w-would you be ok with that?"She looked back at me for a moment and said in a slightly stern tone, "Yes, if it helps get this over with quicker, but don't crease up my skirt."The hem of mom's skirt was just above her knee and about level with me as I lay on the bed. I moved my left hand off her ass and ever so slowly slid it under the hem of her skirt, next to her right leg, which was nearest to me, and slid my hand up along her smooth.