Mom used to be chubby, but a few years back she found a job as a secretary at a law firm. Something twigged and she overhauled her diet and hit the gy... hard. I swallowed as she gave her friend a little twirl which showed off the round juicy peach of an arse.At forty-two, she was fucking perfect. Most of her fat was burned off due to her hard work but her massive tits stayed that way.I felt a pang of possessiveness course through me- Mom was giving this random guy a show, and it was in my dad’s. “Oh, God, my head.”As Emily moaned in pain, footsteps echoed around the pool, and the school receptionist knelt down next to her. “What happened, Liam?”“She hit her head in a tumble-turn,” I said. “I got her out, and …”I trailed off as Emily started looking around, and noticed her torn swimsuit and exposed tits. “What the fuck?” she yelled, covering her chest up. “Did you do this?” she glared at me.Reluctantly, I nodded. “It was stopping you breathing.”“Fuck.”That was a Friday – our parents. ‘I wasn’t sure if he was actually looking at me and reckoned he wouldn’t be able to see much anyway so I just began to get undressed for bed. I did keep glancing out the window though and I could see he was still there but had moved back into his room a bit. I drew the curtains then peeked out but he was now gone. Next night same thing, he’s there, I get undressed, then when I close the curtains he goes. So, I figure maybe he is watching me so the next night I got undressed and pretended to do. It took half an hour with wire cutters to untangle the fucker enough to load its big fat ass onto a travois and damned near strained my nuts out rolling it over onto the thing. At least there was a stout stub of a limb close by on one of the trees we'd used for posts and we could raise the ends of the travois with a come-along to get it attached to a horse for dragging.There'd been no discussion about gutting it here to lighten the load. Nightfall was near and we had plenty of work to do before.