My husband passed a few years ago and our only child lives about 40 miles away. Prior to him passing I rarely saw her because my husband did not approve of who she married. Let's just say my son-in-law is a horse of a different color.
I'm 62 years old and just retired from teaching. My home is actually more than I need and before I decided to downsize, I asked my daughter, May, if they wanted to move in with me. There is plenty of room for all of us to have our privacy and they would no longer have to pay rent. All I ask is that my son-in-law deal with the landscapers when they come over and deal with any repairman when something needed to be repaired. That was a task I never enjoyed because I always felt like repairmen were trying to take advantage of a woman.
After a few weeks of thinking it over May and her husband, Jeffery, agreed and we all became a happy blended family. As I predicted privacy was not an issue and the two of them took full advantage of the hike and bike trail nearby and there was plenty of shopping. I always kept myself busy and sometimes on weekends we would drive to the beach and spend the day together.
There were times when I felt like a third wheel but both assured me that was not the case. Besides we all seemed to be happy together.
I never gave much thought to them once they would retire for the evening but one night, I was in the living room reading a book when I heard what I thought were people whispering. It didn't take long to figure out that they were making loving. Curiosity got the best of me and I listened intently. I could only hear May at first and she was clearly saying, "yes that's it, give it to me, yes, yes, give it to me."
I couldn't hear Jeffery but I started to imagine what was going on behind the closed doors to their bedroom. After a few minutes I couldn't take it anymore and I forced myself to go to my room so I couldn't hear them. Still, I couldn't get rid of the images of what I thought they were doing.
The next day, when I was alone with May, I mentioned to her what I had heard and she responded with a big smile and followed that up by saying, "He is the best lover I ever had. Sometimes it is hard to take all of him but that just makes it more exciting."
My mouth dropped open listening to what she was saying. May could see me blushing and just ended the conversation by say, "He has never left me not satisfied."
I must admit that after that conversation whenever I saw Jeffery, I always tried to sneak a peek at his crouch. One day when they returned from bike riding his tight pants didn't hide much and I guess May noticed me staring because later she told me, "You have to see it without the pants and when that thing wants some action." Again, she winked, walked away and left me blushing.
Weeks went by and from time to time I still thought about that bulge in his pants but I knew nothing would become of it.
One day while May was out running errands a package came for Jeffery. Normally, I leave mail in the den but since I knew he was in his room watching television I took the package to him. I opened the door without knocking and was so stunned at what I saw I dropped the package at my feet. He was startled to but he was, let's say, getting in touch with himself. Masturbating.
I was so embarrassed and stumble back out of the room but May was right. The head was huge and the shaft long and thick. He was slowly stroking it and later when I thought about it, I couldn't imagine how my daughter could take all that dick.
I went to the living room and turned on the TV and Jeffery followed me a minute or two later. He apologized for what he was doing and I apologized for barging in without knocking.
I was curious why he was masturbating. I asked him was he satisfied with May and he said, "sometimes I just get horny and she is not around. Besides I enjoy it. There is nothing more relaxing than a good nut."
I hardly heard what he had to say because his dick was trying to poke through his loose pajama pants. I couldn't take me eyes off his pants. Once he realized what I was doing he just smiled and walked back to his room.
I felt wicked thinking about fucking my son-in-law but I told myself it was just a fantasy and it was no big deal.
Weeks went by and one day I guess he got tired of waiting for me to give him a hint or a sign. May left early to do some shopping with friends and a few after minutes after she left Jeffery knocked on my door.
I said, "come in" and when he stepped into the room, he was naked from the waist down. He wasn't fully erect but I couldn't take my eyes away from it. He moved toward my bed and pulled the covers away from me. To his surprise I had no panties on.
He stepped closer and took my bra off. He was rough about it and I got the feeling if I wasn't going to give it to him willingly, he was going to take what he wanted.
He pulled his Tee shirt off and now we were both naked. I was a little frighten but managed to mutter out I think he should use some Vaseline or something. He went into my bathroom and returned with the jar of Vaseline I kept on the counter.
