You head inside to use the bathroom and do a little snooping.

Fortunately it appeared that neither your mom or your sister had noticed your little embarrassment, and taking this opportunity while you had it, you then told your mother, "I think I might just head to the toilet," before realizing that you weren't entirely sure where it was (it having been a couple of weeks since you'd last been here after all), "Uhm, where abouts is it again?"

"Oh, it's just down the hallway and second door on the left. The one next to the gym."

"Thanks. I'll be right back," you said, handing her the barbecue tongs and scurrying quickly into the house, lest anyone catch a glimpse of the small tent that was still apparent in your trunks.

Once inside you let out a small sigh of relief and began shaking your head, chastising yourself inwardly for getting so aroused in public. It was bad enough that your mom was now a walking wet dream, how much more awkward would things get if she realized you were actually turned on by her incredible body? No, today was supposed to be about catching up and you and your little sister spending time with your mom, not you ogling her like some piece of meat. This was about family and keeping yours together, not about sex.

"Maybe I should just bite the bullet and ask Allison out," you thought to yourself as you located the bathroom, realizing that what you had surmised last night about your mom's hotness and your lust for her body was indeed true and that perhaps if you had something or someone else to distract you from it, you might have an easier time thinking of her as just your mom again (instead of your ridiculously hot mom that you couldn't stop thinking about). Deciding that this probably was the best course of action you then headed into the toilet and went about your business, spotting as you did a few little touches inside the large tiled bathroom that was definitely your mother's handiwork, the contrast between the stark, modern look of the house and the quaint, almost old fashioned little ornaments and pictures being rather funny.

Heading back out the bathroom you found yourself in the hallway again, though rather than heading straight back outside you were instead hit by a curiosity to do a little more exploration while you had the chance (having not been here since that first day of course, and even then not having been all that thorough when looking around). Peeking first into the 'gym', you saw that it was pretty much how you remembered it, with some of the weights and exercise equipment looking like they had been recently used - your mom having obviously decided to give it a go, seeing as she now had a much fitter, lither body to look after now. Next you headed into the study and took a moment or two to check out the swanky computer set up she had going on, feeling rather envious of the very expensive, duel screen apple mac that was sitting on the large desk, wishing that you had one like it.

Once you were done admiring the computer, you then began perusing the shelf next to the desk, which was mostly filled with Stephanie's accounts and stuff, and noticed, much to your surprise, that there was actually one or two of her DVDs sitting there; and by her DVDs, you of course meant Amber Knights' DVDs. "Maybe she missed them or something," you thought to yourself as you reached out to grab one off the shelf, your mom having done a pretty good job of removing all other traces of Amber's existence from everywhere else, wondering why she would have left these ones here. Turning the DVD over and glancing at the title, "Filling Amber's Holes", you saw what was now your mother, sprawled out in a shower, dressed in nothing but heels fishnet stockings being impaled on a large penis, her huge fake, gravity-defying breasts sticking out proudly, showing off her wonderfully thick browny/pink nipples.

"Oh Jesus..." you practically whimpered as you looked upon the image, feeling instantly aroused as well as hugely guilty about looking at such a thing and quickly set it back where it belonged.

Feeling somewhat flushed now at having just once again witnessed your mother's new body completely naked while engaged in a sexual act (something that you'd been trying to refrain from doing for a long time), you headed back out of the room and closed the door, trying to forget what it was you'd just seen. Composing yourself a little and trying to block out the feelings of arousal the DVD cover had just stirred, reminding yourself that she was just your mom and you shouldn't be thinking about her in this way, you suddenly spotted another door opposite that you hadn't really noticed before, and were pretty certain you hadn't looked in the last time you were here...