Four hours later Ryan was at the peephole again. His prayers had been answered. For the first time in more than a month, his mother and Paul Simpson were in his mother's bedroom after a date. And for the first time since he'd secretly made the peephole, Ryan was able to watch them together. He could see everything and he could hear everything and he was certain this would be the most wonderful night of his life.

The lights had been dimmed in his mother's room. The two of them lay on her bed kissing. They were still fully dressed. Jennifer had her arms around Paul's neck and her lips pressed against his. Now they slowly broke apart and they each left the bed and started undressing.

"Please try motto make any noise," Jennifer said softly.

Paul grinned at her as he peeled his shirt off. "Don't worry, the kid's asleep. It's nearly one o'clock."

Jennifer had her blouse off now. When she unhooked her bra, Paul came over to her and took her tits in his hands. He lifted her tits and rubbed his thumbs over her nipples. "That girl at the club doesn't have anything half as nice as these."

"She's got more."

Paul chuckled and lowered his head to take a nipple between his lips. He sucked her tit a few moments, and then he moved to the other one and did the same. When he pulled his mouth away, both nipples were glistening with his saliva. "Come on, let's get naked."

They finished stripping. Behind the wall, Ryan's heart pounded like a pile-driver. He could see Paul's cock now and he hated Paul even more. The guy was hung. Big balls and a big prick. Ryan clenched his teeth as his mother walked over to Paul and took his balls in her hand. "Horny, baby?"

"What do you think?"

"I think this big prick is going to do nice things for me."

She held his balls in her left hand and took hold of his cock with her right hand. She curled her fingers around his cock and pumped it a few times. Paul pulled at one of her nipples. "Why don't you marry me?"