My name is Paul and I love my mother in law, we have always got on well together ever since I married her daughter 20 years earlier, we had even progressed to a little titillation and on more than one occasion she had caught me looking at her legs when she sat cross legged on the sofa and a couple of times when I tried to peer down her top to see what color bra she had or if she even wore one or as much of her breasts as possible, she would always give me one of those sexy knowing smiles.
Carol my Mother in Law had divorced her husband Bob 8 years ago and she now lived alone but only an hours drive away.
She had called me one during the week and asked if I would come over on Saturday to give the garage a bit of a clean out, as my wife Jane was working all day I quickly agreed.
I couldn't wait for Saturday to come around, so I could spend time with Carol and who knows what I may get to see...
She came out to greet me as I pulled into the driveway, she was wearing a low V neck jumper and a loose skirt that came to just above her knees, My mother in law was still in pretty good shape for her 68 years of age, brown hair that came to her shoulders, and nice ample bosom but not too large and though she carried a few extra pounds she still had a nice figure, she wasn't a bubble or a barrel, you could see she had a waistline and low heel shoes, she greeted me with a hug and a quick kiss on the lips , I could feel her breasts on my chest through the jumper and started to get hard thinking about what she may or not be wearing under that top. I followed her inside enjoying the look from the rear, watching that nice firm looking ass sway under the skirt, we made idle chat for a few minutes and I couldn't stop my eyes from wondering down to the V in the top catching sight of a little cleavage, my curiosity was aroused not to mention other things. We then walked out to the garage, she had the old trailer all ready for me to load up and told me anything I wanted I could have, and the rest was for the rubbish tip.
She then left me to work indoors and I tackled the garage with gusto, a lot of the stuff was rubbish, old books, bits of wood etc, there were a few things I scored for myself, an electric drill, saw and a few hand tools that would come in handy, I then opened the old wardrobe in the corner and started to empty it, when I noticed a box on the top shelf at the back, carefully taking it down I set it on the bench top and opened it...
What I saw took my breath away, in the box was a collection of garter belts, stockings, an assorted collection of thongs and G strings, ¼ cup, ½ cup and see thru bras, but the biggest surprise of all under all the clothing were a couple of different sized vibrators, lubricant, wrist and ankle shackles and a couple of different styles of Strap-on harnesses and the rubber "cocks" that fit into them, averaging about 7 to 8 inches in length and a nice size diameter so to speak, I was stunned but starting to get very aroused at the thought that Carol would have dressed up in these clothes and would use the Strap-on on Bob, I had to find out more so closing the box I carried it into the house.
I called out to Carol to come to the kitchen where I had put the box on the table, when she walked in she gasped at the sight of the box on the table and started to go red realizing that I knew what was in the box...
"Are you sure you want to tip this stuff?" I asked her looking her in the eyes. She didn't answer straight away and wouldn't look me in the eyes, I then asked her, "Did you use this stuff when you were married to Bob?"
I watched her fidget a little I took her chin in my hand lifting her head up to look me in the eyes and told her "Carol you can tell me anything we are family and I would understand."
She nodded and said "ok."
She opened the box started to finger some of the items, I saw her look down at my crotch she must have noticed that it was bulging, she took a deep breath gave a small smile and told me to sit,
" Oh yes Paul." she said excitedly "I used to use all this stuff, Bob loved me to dress up and use the vibrators and strap-on's on him, as well as on myself while he watched, sometimes I would tie him up, on the odd occasion he would dress a little in some of this stuff and I would make him suck me like a tart and then fuck him in the ass, we did it all over the house, in the garden even in the garage, I loved doing it and he loved it as well, and I sort of miss it now."
When she stopped talking I could see she was breathing a little heavier than usual and she has a flushness about her, I was stunned at the admittance as well as little shocked at the language and also incredibly turned on,,
She asked me "Are you alright Paul?"
I nodded weakly and said "Sorry to have bought up painful memories and sort of wished you hadn't told me now"
"No need to be sorry Paul, I am glad to have told you about it, it makes me feel better, but why do you now wish I hadn't told you?"
"Nothing," I replied "It's ok," but with no real conviction in my voice.
"Oh no," she replied, "Don't tell me that this is something you want and my daughter won't come across?"
"That's about it Carol," I replied "Jane is a little bit conservative in regards to that or any anal play, don't get me wrong our sex life is good, but you know, I would like a little more."
"Hmm yes" she replied I know what you mean", but she said in a certain way I couldn't put my finger on it just the way she said it.
"Look" she said, I'll put this box away, you go lock up the garage and tie the trailer down ready for the trip to the tip then we'll have a drink." she turned left the room, I went outside tied the trailer locked the garage and was just walking in the back door when I heard Carol call me to give her a hand in the bedroom.
