His breathing began to deepen. My hand pushed the brush down through Mom's hair.I continued brushing Mom's hair, my strokes lengthening as my fear sub...ided. Mom's hands had slipped down to the side of my thighs, her fingers slipping around to grip their backs. Her forehead was against my stomach, face hidden. Dad's breathing was almost to snore level, but not quite. I was alive. We hadn't been caught. Mom had saved me by turning around. Love poured out of me, falling on her hair, over her. For my sins, I work in a nursing home as a carer and it's here that recent events gave rise to a change in my life.About six months ago a young guy started at the home, joining the kitchen staff as a Chef. The fact he was a good looking guy was reason enough for him to have caught my eye, as it did for many of the women there, young and old.I guessed he was around 19 years of age, slim, a good six inches taller than myself, short brown hair, an infectious smile and deep blue eyes you could lose. I tall muscular black man with the largest hands I think I ever saw. He extended his hand out to me as we shook hands. ?It’s finally nice to meet you David. Brook told me all about you.? He must have stood around 6’10? as I looked up at his smiling face. At least I had one thing right. He was in his forties. The look at this guy the way his muscular body was bulging out around his dress shirt told me he must work out regularly. Perhaps even lifting weights. A little small talk hoping I. A few weeks ago I got spam email for something called the 'Splitter'. Normally I would have deleted it, but I was desperate. The attached video never explained what the product was, just that it was designed to kick-start the sex drive of married couples who has 'lost that spark'. When I showed it to Susan she said it was probably just a porno, but since we had been offered an 'exclusive free offer' we might as well try.Two weeks later, here it was."Just open it," Susan said at last.I opened.