At the breakfast table the mood was somber, I did not feel the time wasright to tell mommy about my dream, I was glad I could share it with Karen.Momm... had been weepy over the past few days as I had been and this morningit was worse. We comforted each and Aunt Mary was there to comfort us aswell.We left for the church; there was a large amount of people attending, Dad'scolleagues and friends, Mommy's riends and colleagues, teachers from Markand James's school. Everyone spoke highly of my Dad. He’d never realised before how hot his Mom was, he knew she worked out at the local gym a couple of times a week and ran the rest of the time, but it was the first time he’d seen her naked since he was a k**.His cock gave a jerk and hardened once more as his eyes explored the woman before him. He gazed at her full firm breasts and taught stomach, before lowering his eyes to the neatly trimmed mons between her thighs. He quickly raised his eyes as his Mom spoke to him.“Feeling better baby?”“Yes,. ” she replied, standing aside as he walked into the room, her eyes drinking him in, he looked more than a little comical, slight and feminine in a pretty little dress, the outfit completed with his out of place heavy boots.“Mm, neither do I.” he smirked as he stepped inside and looked around, the covers on her huge bed were thrown back and only a single candle was lit, she had been in bed when he had knocked, he realised now with certainty.She shut the door behind him, the light in the room. If he had been home there stereo would have hidden it. A full height storage unit took up one side of the hall between the lounge room and the kitchen. It was where he kept his CDs and videos and all the other functionally untidy things. On its floor were stacked the dailies and weeklies that formed stalagmites in my own living room. I never saw him read them.I shouldn't poke about, I knew. It was more than bad manners. The urge, though, was too strong. I might discover, folded up and sealed.