Good luck and let me know how it goes,
Sue
All I could do now is wait and see what happens. I got up the next day and went into the kitchen and there was my mother with a dress that came up several inches above her knees. My plan was working. She appeared to be really happy while she served us breakfast. I picked up my mood a little to correspond with her attitude.
We discussed where we were going today and decided to do some shopping and eat out for lunch. So all day while walking around I couldn’t help but to look at her legs often. I’m sure she caught me several times.
At home we followed our regular routine and ended up in the living room. We were both on the couch tonight. After awhile she brought her legs up which caused the dress to go a few inches higher. Now I was blatantly staring and she would catch me several times but not say anything. After awhile I figured that I had taken it far enough and excused myself to my room. My mother followed me down the hall and went to her room.
Half an hour later I got an email on the Dr Sue account.
Sue,
It’s working! I wore a shorter dress and he did a lot of staring and he seemed much happier today so it looks like he’s already improving. I almost started to say something to him about staring so long, but then I remembered about what you said. I hope I’m doing the right thing. So far I’m happy with the results. Is there anything else I should be doing to improve things?
Betty
Well, everything was going according to plan. I didn’t want to take it too fast so I was careful in my next note to her.
Betty,
It sounds like you’re doing a wonderful job. It’s good you didn’t reprimand him for staring. It’s a real confidence breaker and he might slip back into a depressed state. Continue with how you’ve been proceeding. If you can somehow introduce casual touching it might help him also.
Sue
Next morning we decided on a walk in the city park with a lunch. I notched up my attitude a little to show her that improvement was being made. A couple times during the walk she held my hand. Later that night she sat by me on the couch while we were watching TV. She then said we should take our showers and watch TV in comfort. We both took our showers and when we were settled back on the couch she spoke up “Boy, that walk really tired me out. My feet are so sore – it’s been awhile since I’ve walked that much.”
I hastily replied “Mom, I really enjoyed walking with you today. We probably went a little too far for not having walked that much lately. The least I can do is give your feet a massage.” Before she could say anything I picked up her feet, swung them up to my lap and started a gentle massage. She responded with a wide smile “Oh son, that’s so considerate of you. I haven’t had a foot massage for a long time.” I could feel her relax as I continued on her other foot.
I then ran my hand up that wonderful firm calf and massaged it while explaining my actions “Mom, your muscles do feel tight. I’ll work the knots out for you.” Her eyes got a little wide as I started to massage her calves but she didn’t say anything. I so much wanted to jam my hand up her leg and grab that wondrous pussy but I played it slow. She was pretty tense at the start, but started to relax after awhile. After half an hour of groping her legs, under the pretense of massaging I set her legs down and continued to watch TV and also was looking over plenty of times to admire her beauty.