She pulled her coat tight around her trying to stay warm, the wind cutting straight through the skinny jeans and boots she had on. She waited for what... seemed like forever until she finally saw her mothers blue BMW pull up into the line. She threw her bag in the trunk and hurriedly climbed into the passenger seat, quickly buckling her seatbelt and then warming her hands on the air vent. How was your flight dear? Her mother asked her after pulling out into traffic. Not so much as a hug, Kristy. We were comfortable and well off. I was a marketing manager for a small company that made industrial sump pumps. Marsha did not work and never had. We had no problems either financially or personally. And then I screwed it up by getting curious.I took Marsha’s Kia to get an oil change. I happened to notice that she had two house keys on her key ring. I know that is not that unusual, but since I only had one key I couldn’t help but wonder what the second key was for. It bothered the dickens out. Three months later we were in town and Donna said “I’ll have a look round you go to my mum’s and wait for me” winking as she said it. I arrived at my mother-in-laws and she was on her own doing the washing in the cellar. I went down and she was bent over the washer, she was wearing a black skirt and a black top, she was still as ugly.She lived with a man but he was a bastard but wouldn’t kick him out but we knew she never had sex. I came up behind her as she bent over and playfully ran my hand. Sadly he went to college and promptly discovered the joy of college ass. They had long since broken up. Jen was a senior, with a month left until graduation, and was on her way to state to be with Randy but now is going to up the coast to Columbia. Jen lived with her mom, and was quite smart, but not so well off, so her grades were a big reason she needed a scholarship. But Jen also had a darker side as well. Being fucked routinely by Randy had Jen wanting more, in different ways with.