You were sitting on your husband's lap, Kevin. He was just working on his computer, you were sitting on his lap because you had nothing to do. You were wearing a skirt and a t-shirt. One hand of his typing on the computer and his other on you're thigh.

You didn't realize you kept squirming because you were trying to find a comfortable position. Suddenly you feel him squeeze you're thigh a bit hard.

"Don't move to much darling.."