They had two children, Jay, 27 and Melody, 24. They had had a good life together and Judy had been very supportive when Dennis had started his own bus...ness, staying up for him when something had to be taken care of right away, coming in to help Kathy and the other office help with the paperwork. All in all, it was their business, not just his.The only really harsh disagreement they had ever had was when he caught 19 year-old son Jay, fucking his 16 year-old sister Melody. Dennis had exploded. Oh no, was it possible he recognised me as the girl from the bus stop? Had he perhaps put two and two together? "How are you feeling now, Kate?" he asked in a deep manful voice that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand to attention.And his smile, gosh, I almost had to fan my face. "...After your accident," he clarified."Erm, fine thanks," I replied, feeling my cheeks redden. "Sorry for getting in so late." That's okay. I'm quite impressed you came in at all."Wow, everyone seemed to be. I moved onto the bed, between her legs and leaned forward. She grabbed my head and pulled me to her neck, her beautiful, slim, perfumed neck as she tossed her head and hair back. I kissed it lightly. Almost panting now, she sensed my lust and urgency and moved my face to her breasts. With her still holding my head, I licked and sucked each of her hard nipples. She sighed in pleasure and It was the most beautiful sound I had ever heard. Denise then moved my face down her firm, flat stomach. Her eyes were closed. Her skin was pasty cream. She needed sun. It gave her an expression of ghost-like unreality. She looked forty now or more. But it wasn’t the age that made the difference. It was a sallowness beneath the natural dark complexion of her skin.One thing Nathan knew about these kind of women; there was hardly any middle-age. They were beautiful, then all of a sudden they disintegrated into pudgy, oily-skinned grandmothers. Paulette wasn’t leather-skinned yet.Nathan.