Somehow, the idea that a man and a woman having sex right in front of him was very attention-drawing. Sure, the idea that one of them was his mom should've been something that set things off...but oddly, it only made it that much more exciting. Stephen couldn't help but watch as the couple continued in front of him, his cock plunging in and out of her body as she leaned backwards, one of his hands groping her and pulling her back to kiss. They continued on like that for a few more moments and Stephen, caught up in the moment, couldn't help but feel his own arousal from watching what was happening. It wouldn't be more than a few moments...

The sound of the shower slowly going off snapped him out of it. It would be a few moments after whatever time they needed to recoup and recover before they came out into the bedroom. He needed to get out of there, quickly, but opening the door and then closing it behind him would leave the chance that someone would hear him, would notice that the door was open anyway, and then he would be in a load of trouble.

Scanning the room, his eyes picked up several potential places to hide, namely the closet from where he had hid originally, or the bed (it was high enough for him to slide underneath)...