He meets Mom

By the time Frank pulled on his clothes Nicole was asleep breathing deeply and making little kittenish noises. He smiled as he took a last look at her and headed downstairs. Halfway down he stopped, hearing a noise from the kitchen, then came down quietly.

An older woman, platinum blond with dark streaks was in the kitchen, finishing off the last of the pastries. There was a distinct family resemblance to both Jane and Nicole and he had no doubt he was looking at their mother. He gave a feral grin as he stepped into the kitchen, no longer making any attempt at stealth.

"Who are you?" the woman asked, slightly startled as he appeared.

"I'm Frank Castillo. I came over to return your plate and thank you for the cookies. I brought the pastries you're obviously enjoying, and I just finished fucking your older daughter."

The woman's eyes opened in surprise and shock and she looked Frank up and down, her eyes clouding with interest.

"You're not joking...you fucked Nicole...she's such a slut...do you think you're going to fuck me too? I'm not so easy."

"Sure you are...I can see how horny you are...you're not getting much...your husband away a lot...come on baby...show me those big fat tits..."

There was a moment's hesitation and then the woman nodded and pulled open her top, displaying a pair fat tits. They looked enhanced to Frank but he wasn't about to complain as the woman continued stripping, her eyes never leaving his, her face growing hungrier and hungrier.