As he woke, he grumbled about wanting to do this later."Sorry, it's time for your bath," came the hushed reply.Jeff was startled at what he thought he...heard, then decided it was just his imagination. He relaxed, hoping this would be over quickly. He wasn't in the mood for the normal small talk the nurses made, trying to make sponge baths less uncomfortable for the recipient.He sat still, wondering why this felt different tonight. The way the wet cloth dragged across his chest, slowing at his. Harry was attentive (even if a bit overly so), he was loving and affectionate, he took very good care of me and he was pretty damned good in bed. All in all, I was pretty content with my life - right up to the day that I found out Harry was fucking my sister. I found out about it by accident when I stopped by her place one day to try and talk with her. Susan and I were estranged. We hadn't spoken in four years. Susan had been going with Harry while I was still married to Ralph and she had hoped. They took their mugs and plates below, washed them hastily and shut the barge up.It's only about fifty miles from Maldon to Maidstone, but those fifty miles include the M25 and the toll-crossing of the Thames at Dartford, so it was lunch-time when they arrived and food was the first priority. It was just as well they did that first, because the coaches didn't arrive until nearly three o'clock. They then had to wait for the cases to be unloaded; Chrissie's two and a holdall were almost the last. I gasped. “Oh God, I am cumming!”In all the commotion, I had no idea that Dave had pulled off the dirt road onto a barely used pathway. That was until the car stopped and he opened his car door.I knew Dave had been waiting a long time to have hot wild sex like this. It was time for both of us to experience what he had been missing.Dave ordered me to get out of the car and to come around to the driver’s side. Once there, I saw him pull off his shirt and jeans, and I gasped, because he wasn’t.