I was feeling good because I had gotten off early from work. I was the assistant manager of a shoe store in a mall and I worked a very irregular schedule. I had worked four hours today, and at one o'clock I was off for the day. I was driving home, and on the seat beside me was a small paper bag with a gift in it for my wife, Linda. Light blue nylon stockings. They were really a present for both of us because I liked stockings and my wife liked wearing them for me. A perfect match.
She had a statuesque figure. Big boobs, nicely rounded ass, and long slender legs, which became even more fantastic when covered in silk or nylon or fishnetsâI swerved back into my lane and decided to keep my mind on the road until I got home.
It was broiling hot, and as I walked up the sidewalk to the house I wished it had air-conditioning. It was a small house where we lived with my wife's mother, Mickey, and it was cooler inside than out, but still too hot for comfort. I walked in the door and headed down the hall towards the kitchen to get a beer out of the fridge. But as I came to the door to the den, I stopped. I could see the couch in there and I could see Mickey lying on the couch. And I could see that she was almost naked.
I had seen Mickey's body once or twiceâjust a glimpse, living with her in a small house and all that. But I had never had a long, good look, which is what I was about to do. I walked quietly over to the couch where she lay, ready to bolt if she started to wake up. She was wearing her bra and pantiesâor rather, she was covered by her bra, for she had taken her arms out of the straps, and it was lying lightly on top of her twin mounds. She was 48 years oldâthat I knewâbut her tits were still firm, but tending to fall to the side a bit. Her belly wasn't flabby, but soft-looking and a little plump. Then there was a slope down to her mound of Venus. Her legs were fantastic. She had been in dance competitions when she was younger, and her legs were still tight and shapelyânot as good as my wife's but definitely the legs of a much younger woman. Most exciting of all to me, and where I concentrated my gaze, was a dark triangle of hair in exactly the right spot under her panties.
"How long have you been standing here?" she asked, and I nearly jumped pout of my skin. I decided honesty was the best policy.
"Uhh, a minuteâor two," I said lamely, trying unsuccessfully not to look embarrassed.
Then she asked me a second question which really surprised me. "And do you like what you see?"
Again I decided on honesty. "You look -- great."
"Just great?" She gave a mock pout.
"I mean you look fantasticâuh, you look incrediblyâ" I paused.
"Incredibly what? Sexy? It's ok if that's what you want to say."
"Yeah, incredibly sexy." I tried to swallow the lump in my throat.
I was having a problem with my eyesâI didn't know where to look. I tried to keep my eyes on Mickey's but they kept jumping of their own accord back to her barely covered tits or panties and legs then they would go back and fasten on her eyes again her eyes which could be described as "smoldering."
She gave a slow, sexy smile and while still keeping her eyes locked on mine, she brought her fingers up, hooked them under her loose bra, and slowly slid it off her tits. Her nipples were large and brown, and already hard.
"What do you think now?" she asked in a sultry voice.
I swallowed several times, trying to get some coherent words to come out, but they wouldn't. my eyes were now devouring her nipples.
She gently pinched both nipples, making them even harder and said huskily, "What are you waiting for?"
I let the paper bag in my hand drop and I fell to my knees where I proceeded to fondle one luscious tit while my mouth went to the other, gently kissing it and licking the hard brown nipple. I knew I had done the right thing because she gave a sexy moan and pushed her boob further into my mouth. I started to suck her nipple.
Very quickly my hand headed south towards her panties. While continuing to give all my oral attention to her tits, I toyed with the elastic of her pantiesâthe waistband and the legs, sliding a finger a little way under them and gently stroking her warm flesh. It had the desired effectâshe put her hands on her panties and tugged them down while continuing to make little mewing sounds as I lovingly licked her firm boobs. She took my roaming hand and placed it squarely on her mound. Her bush was already wet, and as I rubbed the flat of my hand over her hairy triangle, she gave a gasp. She took my hand again and this time moved it right between her legs which she spread wide and rubbed my finger on her pussy lips.
I was going crazy. My hand was busy probing her swelling pussy lips, my mouth was licking her luscious nipples, and I took my other hand and started to try to get my belt undone. After an unsuccessful minute or so, I reluctantly but quickly stood up and was out of my clothes in record time. I knelt down again and this time buried my face in Mickey's hairy snatch which was by now wet and inviting.
I tried not to rush things. I nibbled around the top of her gash, kissed her hairy mound, then slid my tongue down in to the folds of her cunt. I worked her pussy lips apart with my tongue and found her clit. I knew I had found it, even though it was small, because she let out a long loud moan and said "yeah, yeah, lick me there, that's itâthat's IT!"
After a couple of minutes of having her clit licked and her love box probed by my searching tongue, she seemed like she was ready to come. I climbed up on the couch and spread her legs a bit wider, then lowered my stiff rod into her open hole. All the way in. God, she felt so goodâtight and warm, like velvet. When I was all the way in her she wriggled her hips from side to side, creating an incredible sensation. I heard her whispering but I couldn't quit make out the words. A minute later she got louder and I heard her say, "Oh God, yes, yes, it's been so longâtoo long since I've been fucked!"
I withdrew about halfway and then lowered myself all the way in again. This time she thrust her mound up to meet me and we developed a rhythm that lasted about 30 seconds before she started coming, She was whispering, but whispering as loud as she couldâ"fuck me, fuck, oh yeah, fuck me." As she started to shake with her orgasm I let myself go and came with her. Long after I had stopped cumming she continued to twitch and each time she gave a little cry of delight.
After we had stopped shivering and shaking and panting, I eased my weight off her and lay beside her on the couch. She had other ideas however and she got up and quickly left the room. I minute later I heard the shower start up. I got up too and took my clothes back to the bedroom and threw on some shorts while I waited for her to finish in the bathroom. I also did some thinking.
This couldn't happen again. I had just fucked my mother-in-law and what's more it had been fantastic. I didn't exactly feel guiltyâI had done a good thing in a way because I had made her feel so goodâher husband had been dead for 9 years and I assumed that's what she meant when she said it had been "too long." As long as my wife didn't find out I would be OK. But, it couldn't happen againâit would be way too exhausting to try to keep my horny wife satisfied while fucking her motherânot too mention the logistics of it all.