My breath caught in my throat. I’d fantasied some times, but I’d never seen my mother, a prim brunette, semi-naked before.Christ she had a great f...igure! Her breasts were full and high, barely held in check by the little bra she was wearing. Her waist was slim and flared dramatically onto inviting hips. Her legs were long, slender and lithesome.I simply gaped in awe as my cock stiffened and my arousal was obvious to her.She grinned at my embarrassment. “ Aw, your so nice I could eat you – my. .. A'moth finally spoke. "Gary, this car is registered in both our names. Our new names I should say. We're married, Isabelle... Oops! Sarah is our daughter... Open the glove compartment... and say goodbye to your old life."I pulled out some envelopes. I felt like Mr. Phelps on Mission Impossible. There was a Wyoming driver's ID in there with my picture and new name and signature on it, social- security cards, notarized birth certificates and marriage license, a joint First National Bank. Apologies in advance for the vulgar mention, but the further he got in the more I was worried about shitting myself. I am a straight guy who hasn't openly discussed gay sex with anyone, so no one had told me what I'd feel. Despite realising that all that is happening is something is going in and out of my hole, pretty much like being on the toilet, I still had the worry in my head. This didn't help my case as I was tensing up with the panic. He told me to relax an let him do his thing.His. I told her to have fun to make money and be careful. Again it was several weeks before we could make time to ourselves. I ask how the new thing was going, did she get off being played with, she just smiled took my hand led me to the bedroom. As we lay back she began to talk of her adventures, she said I hope you won't be mad. Laying out a giant wad of cash between us on the bed. She said that she had become the best waitress all the guys were waiting to stroke her thighs trying to play in her.