That night

Later that night, Billy's mother was upstairs and preparing for bed. She had not seen Billy at all after supper, which was not that unusual as he spent most of his free time locked up in his room on his computer. The fact was however, that Billy was very present throughout the day as he followed her, even accidentally bumping into her a few times when she turned or stopped abruptly with no more repercussion than a surprised look and a shake of disbelief as she continued on with what she was doing.

When his his mother finally entered the adjacent bathroom Billy was ready, standing in the corner silently as he watched her start to undress. It was a much different experience than before when he had forced her to be naked, her movements much more graceful, not rigid or unnatural as she soon stood fully nude Infront of the mirror and Billy stared happily at her full breasts, this time getting the full package as he checked out her ass, getting an eyeful more as he stared at her chestnut colored bush, the plump cleft of her cunt just visible below as she walked past him and stepped inside the shower.

It was too tight for Billy to sneak inside as his mother slid the glass door closed. Regrettable, but that wasn't his goal for tonight as he heard his father's footsteps downstairs and rushed out of his parents bedroom.