One guest room was constructed on the first floor. We had a common bathroom and toilet.On Saturday, I returned home by bus at around 12 pm. I had a wa...m welcome in my house. My parents were really happy to have me by their side.I was very hungry and went straight to the kitchen after washing my face and hands for lunch. While entering the house, I saw a bike parked at our parking place and asked my mother about it. She told me that dad has rented our guest room to a married couple upstairs. Mornings when she had to go to work she would walk around the house just in her underwear, then join me at the breakfast table, usually a girdle with stockings and a silk slip to cover her bra and modesty from my praying eyes. I didn’t know if she knew I was besotted with her, but when my uncle told her to cover up in a morning; she still managed to give me a glimpse of what she had on underneath her dressing gown.I always wondered if she knew she was my sexually desire and I’d been using her. The old fool thought she was a bit drunk and she played it up big pretending not to notice when he played with her rump and "accidently" bumped into her breast. It was the least she could do to repay him for risking his life to save hers. She looked out over the rail and watched the following birds letting her head roll like a stupefied female and offered her body to act as putty in his grizzled hands. Honey thought it was funny how excited it seemed to make the old man to play with a pretty. Perhaps because instead of having to squeeze through a small hole, there was now a hole that she could fit three fingers into at once. Her pussy was also larger than she had imagined it to be. She always knew when her bladder was full, but, she could feel nothing as she used the toilet to relieve herself. The metal casings were doing their job perfectly. She had stopped and looked in the mirror several times. Even though she had known what she was doing, was a aware of how drastic the changes.