He was afraid he'd make a noise and his mother would hear him. He was terrified she'd find out about his spying on her. She could be such a bitch sometimes when she was angry. They had a good relationship, but she never took any crap from him. She was too independent. She had divorced his father when Ryan was a baby and all these years she'd managed things herself. She and Ryan fought sometimes, but no matter what happened Ryan always adored her.

And he dreamed about her. Night dreams and daydreams. He dreamed about touching her and fucking her. He didn't want to think about fucking her now because it would make him come.

He watched her as she sat on the end of the bed to peel off her pantyhose. He was looking at her from the side, and he couldn't see between her legs. She always sat there. If only she'd sit on this side of the bed, she'd be facing him and he might see something. God, he loved her legs. She had long athletic legs.

She played lots of tennis and she was almost as good as he was. What he wanted at the moment was to get down there between her legs and suck her pussy-gash. He did it to his girlfriends sometimes and it always tuned him on. He was certain it would blow his mind if he ever did it to a woman like his mother. Sometimes he would spend an hour staring at that photo of the woman who looked like his mother and imagine himself sucking her hairy cunt.

Now his mother was naked, and she walked into the bathroom with a slight wiggle of her lovely ass. In a moment, Ryan heard her turn on the shower.

She had a date later with Paul Simpson, her current boyfriend. Paul was a businessman about forty, and he and Ryan's mother had been dating about a year. Ryan hated Paul. First, because he and Paul didn't get along that well, and second, because he knew that Paul was fucking his mother and he couldn't stand the idea of it.

He knew they were fucking because sometimes they did it in her bedroom and he could hear them. He also knew they were fucking because his mother had more or less admitted it once when she and Ryan were talking about her love life and how difficult it was to be a woman without a man. She didn't need a man for support.