My Mother-in-law Ch 1-- Porn Movies
My Mother-in-law loved to go to the porn movies with me.
This is the first in a series of true stories about my mother-in-law from my second marriage.
My second wife, Sarah, and I had been married about 4 years. We had no children yet as we were both in college and working. About a year after we were married, I came to the realization that my wife did not want to have sex very often. She also refused to do anything other than missionary position. She was a strong Italian Catholic and had refused to have sex before we were married. That should have been a warning to me. On several occasions we discussed this issue but my wife said she was not that interested in sex and also my dick often hurt her. I explained that I tried to be careful but it made no difference to her. "Once hurt, always hurt."
My college dorm roommate owned all the porn businesses in nearby Denver. He knew of my sexual dilemma and so he provided me with free passes to his porn theaters. I used the passes to help solve the problem of my constant blue balls. Some afternoons I would leave work early and go to one of his porn theaters. I enjoyed watching the movies because I was seeing sex acts that I would never get to do at home. I got some relief by giving myself a handjob either during the movies or afterward in my car or both.
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Let me explain about my Italian mother-in-law, Elsie. My mother-in-law is married but her older husband had been ill for several years. She was about 50 years old at the time of this story. She had an excellent shape for a woman of her age and she did not look like all the other Italian women that were related to my wife, that is, she was not a BBW. From day one, she and I really hit it off. Over time, she became my best friend. She always called me "Son" because she thought of me as her son. Although I thought she was attractive, I never thought of her in sexual terms.
Elsie was coming to visit us for 5 days. In the past, my wife and I had always gone to visit her several times a year but she never came to visit us, so this visit was special. Part of what makes her visit special is that there is no direct transportation from Elsie's town to where my wife and I live, and Elsie did not drive a car. A friend of my mother-in-law was coming to our town and offered to bring Elsie along for a visit with us.
When she arrived, we greeted her at the curb and I gathered her luggage from the car. We took her inside our apartment and I put her luggage into our spare bedroom. As is the Italian custom, we immediately had a meal. Afterward, my wife left for one of her college classes. This left my mother-in-law and I alone. We always got along very well, in fact, better than my wife and I.
"So how are things for you?" she asked.
"All right I guess. We have a place to live and we aren't starving," I answered.
"I have suspected for some time now that things are not good between you both? Want to tell me about it?" she asked.
"I guess it is the sex thing. Sarah doesn't want to ever have sex and it is driving me crazy. Sex is an important part of my life and someday I want to have children," I answered.
"I see," she said.
"In importance to me, sex ranks right up there with breathing and eating, in fact I could go without eating just to have sex," I said. "I don't think that I am oversexed but it is very important that I get it every day."
"No, I don't think that you are oversexed. But I can see that you are not getting enough to keep you happy," she said. "I have often told you that you should have married me instead of Sarah."
"I know; you tell me that every time I see you. Besides, you are married," I answered.
"Yes, my poor husband, John, is not well and hasn't been well for some time. You think that you have it bad when it comes to sex, but John and I haven't had sex in quite a few years. So I understand your situation very well," Elsie said.
"I know, Mom. I feel sympathy for you. It must be very hard for you," I said.
"Even when John was younger, we never had sex very often. I think Sarah may take after her father. When he wanted sex, I would send him across the street to the gas station where he could get a condom from the machines in the men's bathroom. Being a Catholic he did not like doing it with a condom because the church does not believe in contraception. I insisted because I didn't need a house full of children," Elsie explained.
"That is kind of funny about him going to the gas station," I said jokingly.
"Are you doing anything about your lack of sex?" Elsie asked.
"I am ashamed to admit it but I go to the porn movies. My old college roommate owns all the porn theaters in Denver and he gives me free passes to the movies. The porn movies show people actually having sex. I have found that I am a true voyeur and I like to watch people having sex," I explained.
"And......?" Elsie asked.
"I get very excited watching the movies and I give myself a helping hand," I answered quietly.
"Does that help?" she asked.
"It does temporarily but it is nothing compared to the real thing," I answered.
"I assume that you also masturbate at home as well as go to the movies," she asked.
"Yes, I do it once a day, sometimes more," I answered.
"And I assume that Sarah does not know about all of this," Elsie said.
"She know that I go to the theaters but she does not know that I masturbate there or at home," I replied.
Elsie nodded her head indicating that she understood.
"You haven't found someone else have you?" Elsie asked.
"No! My religious upbringing would not allow me to do that. That is not a solution but rather a lot of trouble in the end," I answered.
"In our Italian culture, most of the men have mistresses," Elsie said. "John had one when he was younger and while he was married to me. I thought nothing of it as it was just part of our culture but I did wish that he was doing it with me and not her."
"John had a mistress? I really find that hard to believe. He certainly is NOT a handsome, sexy Italian man," I said.
"I know his mistress and sometimes she comes over for Christmas dinner with us. As I say, having a mistress is an Italian thing," Elsie said. "So tell me more about these porn movies."
"My college roommate, Martin, gives me passes to his porn theaters. He is using several old, regular movie theaters that have been closed for years. He spends money up front to clean up the old theaters because he is hoping to get couples as well as the regular crowd of men. He currently has five theaters so I usually have a choice of what movie I want to go see," I explain.
"I assume that these movies do not have any Hollywood stars that I might know. Do they show actual sex?" she asked.
"Yes, they show the actual sex in 'living color'. The actors and actresses are very attractive and young but none of them are known outside of the porn industry. Anyway, people mostly go to watch the action, not so much the actors, but it does help if the actors and actresses are good looking," I explained.
"It sounds interesting. Would you take me to one while I am here?" she asked.
"Really? You want to see a movie of people having sex? That is amazing!" I said.
"Yes, I would like to go, if you will take me. I don't expect to see anyone there that I know. Why not?" Elsie said.
"How about tomorrow afternoon? My physics class is cancelled and Sarah has a student teaching assignment the rest of the week. We could go down in the morning and see one or two before Sarah gets back" I said.
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The next day we all had breakfast together and I made a lunch for my wife to take with her.
"So what are you two going to do today?" my wife asked.
"Jim is going to take me to the porn movies in Denver," Elsie answered.
"What! You are going to take my mother to watch those dirty movies that your old roommate shows? How could you do that? She is my Mother!" my wife said angrily.
"Your mother is a grown woman and she wants to see one," I answered.
"What if someone sees you?" my wife asked.
"People will see a young man with his older mother-in-law going into the theater," my mother-in-law said.
My wife grabbed her car keys, her lunch and left in a huff. My mother-in-law was in her robe so she went to her room to get dressed so that we could head to Denver.
We left about 10 am and the drive to the theater would take about 45 minutes. During the car ride, I explained exactly what she would see in the movie. It did not seem to bother her, in fact, she acted as though she was really looking forward to it.
"I have never seen anyone having sex. This could be interesting to watch," she said.
"One thing I haven't told you yet...There will be some men there. Couples mostly go at night so we will most likely be the only couple there. The men may sit close to us," I said. "They hope that couple attending the theater might fool around. They try to sit close to the couples so that they could watch or even join in if asked. Some may even masturbate while watching the movie so don't be offended."
"That is interesting.... us as a couple. An old lady and a young man! I have seen my husband masturbate so what is new?" she replied.