This is something that happened thirty years ago while my wife and I were living with my in-laws. I had lost my job. We moved back to our hometown and settled in with my wife's parents. It was going to be just temporary, until one of us found work and then a place to live. My mother-in law, Stella, was a fun person to be around. We had always gotten along well. She did not work outside the home and was glad to have someone around even if was only going to be just for a short while. My father-in-law, Frank, was just an ordinary working guy. Went to work every day, came home to dinner, went bowling twice a week, that was about it for him.
It was an older one story house that had been remodeled so there was no real plan as to how the rooms were laid out. My wife and I had a bedroom off the dining room in the middle of the house. My in-laws bedroom was in the front of the house off the living room. The layout of the rooms is important because it contributed to what took place between Stella and me. Just as important was that since the rooms were all relatively small, the bedroom doors were an accordion style. I was around 25 years old when we moved in. I don't know Stella's age exactly, somewhere around 50.
Stella was not a beauty, but she was attractive and enjoyable to be around. Her figure might have been called a plus size. She was not fat, rather pleasantly plump. In the six years I had known her I can honestly say that I never had any sexual feelings toward her. The most that had happened between us was some mild flirting, the kind that passes between a lot of outgoing older women and younger men. I have such a vivid memory of what took place and at that time it was the most sexually arousing thing that happened to me.
It was just a normal weekday afternoon. The three of us were home, my wife, mother-in-law and myself. We were all in the kitchen talking when I got a phone call about a possible job. We made arrangements for me to come in that afternoon for an interview. I went into our bedroom to change clothes. When I sat down on the bed to take off my shoes Stella walked past and I noticed that she glanced into the bedroom. I had not pulled the door all the way shut, in fact there was about a 10 inch gap. Why had she done that? Was she hoping to see me undressed? I immediately started getting an erection.
The thought that my mother-in law might be trying to get a peek at me naked got me very excited. I had two quick thoughts. One, she will most likely be walking past again on the way back to the kitchen, and two, I really wanted her to see me naked. I quickly undressed, and as I was taking off my white t-shirt I noticed I could see through it. I left it on, thinking I would take it off as she walks by. That way I could see her and make sure she was looking. I was getting really turned on at the thought of doing this. I started playing with my cock. Then I figured I really shouldn't do this with an erection. I wanted my cock to look good to her so I kept it soft. Then I took one more step. I pushed the bedroom door open even further, so there was now a 2 foot gap. I did not care if she noticed that the door was open wider. I just really wanted my mother-in-law to see me naked.
And then it happened. The whole thing did not take three seconds. As Stella came past my door, I pulled my t-shirt up over my head, and saw her look in at me. She paused just for the briefest of moments and then she was gone. God, it almost made me come. I stepped away from the door and started jacking off. I needed relief. I could hear Stella and my wife talking. One of them started to walk out of the kitchen. I wanted to flash my mother-in law again but I had this hard-on. Screw it, I'll turn my back to the door and give her a view of my ass. I can only hope it is my mother-in-law and not my wife. That could take some explaining. It was Stella and even though I could not see her I could feel that she slowed down and took a good look. If only she knew about the erection.
I felt that I had taken this about as far as I could. I moved away from the door got dressed. Tucking my hard-on into my underwear wasn't easy. I really wanted to jack off, but I did have this job interview. When I finished dressing I went into the kitchen to say goodbye. Linda, my wife, and her mother were sitting at the kitchen table. Linda, with no clue of what just took place, and Stella with a lot of color in her face, looking some what flushed and overheated. I said my goodbyes and left. I do not remember much about the trip to the interview or even the interview, but I must have been all right, I got the job. The four of us had supper that night and I'm thinking, just like always Frank, except your wife has been looking at my dick.
Later that night we were all sitting in the living room. I was reading the paper while the other three watched TV. Stella got up and said she was going to take a shower. I was holding the paper in front of me and when Stella walked past me she gave it a playful smack and asked me if there was anything interesting in the paper. Then she went into her bedroom, remember it was off the living room, and holy shit, she didn't completely close the door. Was my imagination going crazy? Did Stella deliberately leave the door open. God, I hope so. This was just too perfect to be true. Linda and Frank were sitting on the couch facing away from the bedroom door. I was sitting on the only chair facing the bedroom door with the newspaper in front of my face. The door was open 8 to 10 inches and the light was on in the bedroom. I could see perfectly. Now unless I have misread the entire situation, is my mother-in-law about to turn the tables on me? And did she know that this afternoons incident was intentional?