Day 7
Today they have reached a sort of balance. They are in physical contact a lot during the day. To others they are getting along very well but not to the somewhat disturbing heights of earlier in the trip.
Diana comes out of the shower to find him sprawled on the couch in a robe. He got in the shower first and has been waiting patiently reading a book. When she enters the little room he grins.
"I think I need your help mom." he says sounding rather earnest.
"Oh? With what love?"
He moves and loses the robe. Laying flat on the couch. His cock slightly quivering on his belly. Naked of course.
"I think I need a hand." he says and cannot suppress the grin.
She looks at him and there is a deep, twisty, hot shiver. A wave of lust. She licks her lips and drops the robe and towel on the floor. Kneeling by him she looks at his hands and up at his face. He puts his hands behind his head. She nods and strokes one finger very lightly over his dick.