'Knock, knock, knock'.
"Yes?" I called out as I lay in bed casually stroking my cock, like I did most mornings.
"Frank. I'm making breakfast," My youngest son Robert's wife asked, "Do you want some?"
"I'd love some!" I replied and rubbed even faster, "I'll be ready in a minute."
"It'll be hot on the table in 10 minutes!" She laughed, as I immediately conjured up an image of her big tits bouncing and wobbling as she noisily went downstairs.
Robert and Marie had moved in with me two months after selling their flat and buying a new house about 15 miles from my home. She is a real livewire; 22, short and chubby with big wobbly tits and an arse to match. She has a mouth on her too -- swears like a Trooper. I like her a lot as she has a great (dirty) sense of humour. As Marie was made redundant at Christmas; she stays at home all day and wanders around in her PJ's which are basically a baggy t-shirt and shorts. Some days she wears a bra -- others not; just letting those puppies swing like nature intended.
I finished my wank as quickly as possible; alternating fantasies between Marie and a married woman called Crystal from my local pub that I'd been shagging a couple of months previously. Sadly her husband had become suspicious and I'd had to cool things which was a pity as she was a right dirty mare.
Robert is 27 and has an elder brother; Raymond who is 30 and married to Debra. They have 4 year old twins, Jeffrey and Michael.
Both sons take after their mother; slightly built and very bright; with both lads going to University. I'm just over 6ft tall and built to match. I worked down the mines for a few years after leaving school then as security on the doors of a couple of dodgy nightclubs before starting my own haulage company that I sold just after my divorce from their mother 5 years ago. I've always liked the ladies and my ex-wife finally got sick of my antics; divorcing me and getting half of the very profitable company.
Ray manages a DIY shop and lives with his family on the other side of town. How he got together with Debra I'll never know. His wife is very sexy, slim and pretty with bright copper coloured hair and manages an Estate Agency. My ex never liked her as she thought that Debra was ruthlessly ambitious and dominates Robert in each and every way; which is a trait that I actually liked. We had grown to be friends over the years; with me offering advice on a couple of household and career problems. Debra was always relaxed in my company and occasionally at family gatherings linked arms with me while walking to the car or whatever.
I'd always had my suspicions about her behaviour outside of her marriage and was pretty sure that she'd had at least two affairs in the last couple of years. A friend who owns a couple of bars in town told me that he'd seen her with a guy he knew a couple of times and I overheard one of my sons friends bragging at a Wedding that he had given 'her a right good seeing to' a couple of times and 'she sucked harder than a vacuum cleaner'. I didn't say anything at the time but gave him a couple of digs to the chin later in the evening and warned him about spreading such rumours.
Both of these events intrigued me and I found myself rummaging through her underwear drawer when I was babysitting. My discoveries impressed me and I made a mental note that my son was a lucky man.
Because of the husband's suspicions and my son moving back home I hadn't had sex in six weeks. At 52 and divorced I sometimes worry that 'if I don't use it, it will stop working'; hence my wanking once or twice every day. But not getting any real sex was driving me crazy. Marie wandering around the house in her skimpies until lunchtime then wearing loose t-shirts and short skirts wasn't helping either.
As usual Ray had gone to work and Marie was only wearing a baggy blue sleeveless vest and loose pyjama shorts when I walked into the kitchen. I sat at the table fully aware that my dick was still semi-erect. Marie handed me a plate of bacon and eggs then turned to do some washing up. I couldn't take my eyes off her luscious arse as she washed the pans in the sink.
We playfully chatted as I ate breakfast with Marie stretching to put the dishes away giving me a great view of her ample arse then she bent over to put the pans away; tempting me to pull her pants down. But thankfully I resisted.
She was a real prick tease -- I'd seen her behaving in a similar way when my son was around; especially in the pub when his friends from the football team were around. She always wore short skirts and tops that emphasised her cleavage and certainly wasn't afraid to bend over letting his pals get a free view down her top or up her skirt.
When they first moved in I heard them fucking like bunnies every night -- Marie was very vocal! But that had not been as noticeable in the last few weeks. Probably because Raymond was now working long hours; leaving at 6.30 in the morning and not arriving home until after 8 at night. It didn't take a rocket scientist to work out that she wasn't getting any and was now as horny as me.
The rest of the day was pretty uneventful apart from Marie not putting a bra on and her nipples sticking out like puppies' noses through her sweatshirt. Even when I popped out to the pub in the afternoon my dick never got any smaller than semi status all day.
A couple of days went by in a similar vein then on the Thursday morning Marie knocked on the bedroom door as usual and called out that breakfast would be ready in 5 minutes.
"Okay," I shouted back innocently enough, "I'll just be a couple of minutes."
"You'll wear that bloody thing out if you're not careful!" My daughter in law laughed out loud.
"Cheeky bugger!" I called back as I threw the sheets off to admire my big cock. I keep myself trim for a man my age and have a cock any man would be proud of -- just over 8 inches long and quite thick. It's seen a lot of action over the years and had been the cause of my divorce as I never could keep it in its holster.
With her comment still fresh in my mind I didn't finish the job off and decided to keep it for later. I pulled on a pair of jogging pants and grabbed a t-shirt before going to the bathroom for a quick pee and a wash.
My dick was still swinging uncomfortably in the loose joggers when I walked into the kitchen.
"Well, well, well!" I whistled when I saw that my young daughter in law was only wearing a black ribbed vest and a pair of red lacy French knickers or boy-shorts as the young people call them that were peaking out at the bottom.
"What?" She giggled as she turned to face me with my plate in her hands.
"I was just admiring the view." I grinned and sat down; adjusting the old fella under the table.
Marie put the plate in front of me then walked to the fridge to get some milk for my coffee. Her black vest allowed a clear view of her massive tits from all directions and as she bent over at the fridge the vest rode up at the back giving me a perfect view of her lace covered arse and I swear I could see some fur in the gap between her legs; but it could have been a shadow.
When she turned with the milk the vest had hitched a bit at the front too exposing a couple of inches of see-thru lace and through it I could definitely see her dark bush.
"Shit!" The chubby hotty grinned when she saw me staring and pulled the vest down to cover her pants but it meant that even more cleavage was now on show.
"If only I wasn't your father in law." I beamed as one of her tits nearly fell out of the arm hole.
"What's that got to do with anything?" The plump minx grinned as she placed her hands on her hips and jiggled her big tits, "I won't tell if you won't."
I arched my eyebrow in a quizzical fashion and didn't say a word.
Marie shrugged her shoulders and smiled again.
"He's never here to take care of me and I know you're always knocking hell out of that thing, so why not?" She nonchalantly said as she slipped her hand inside her pants.
"Are you sure about this?" I asked as I swung my legs from under the table so she could see the bulge in my pants.
"If that's as big as I think it is...then yes." She beamed, "Definitely!"
I stroked my stiffening cock as she lifted her t-shirt up and over her head .
"What a pair of beauties!" I whistled as she dropped the vest on the floor.
"Do you think so?" Marie giggled as she squeezed them and lifted one to her mouth to suck the nipple while sliding her other hand down the front of her red knickers.
"In for a penny -- in for a pound!" I thought and pulled my dick out of the joggers. Marie's eyes widened and immediately twinkled.
"What are you going to do with this then?" I asked as I waved it from side to side.
"Jesus Frank!" Marie chuckled as she stepped closer; "where was Robbie when they were handing those out?"
Without asking she quickly dropped to her knees and bent forward to take hold of my dick. I playfully grabbed her hair and slapped her face with it; making her giggle. My young daughter in law then shuffled forward and opened her mouth. I tugged her hair forcing her head back a little and her mouth opened as she squeaked.
I guided a couple of inches past her lips then let her do the rest. She was very good. She gobbled and sucked my stiffening rod like the cock hungry girl she was.
It was an image I'll never forget as I looked down to see my 22 year old daughter in law greedily sucking on 3 or 4 inches of my big swollen cock.
My balls were soon swelling up and she sensed that I wouldn't last much longer so she began squeezing my balls very tightly then popped my cock out her mouth and smothered it with her tits. I must have been around old women too long as I'd forgottan how firm young tits could be.
After a couple of good shakes with her mammaries I clung onto my chair and was soon spurting cum all over. Some splashed on her chin and the rest slopped across her lily white tits.
"Oooh, Frank!" The minx grinned, "There's ever such a lot! Have you been saving it up just for little old me?"
I didn't answer and just sat still getting my breath back as she made the last few drops ooze out by pressing her tits together with her forearms and moving up and down. Content that there was no juice left she let go of her grip and began rubbing the spunk into her skin making it shine in the morning light.
"Now then; you naughty man." Marie giggled as she stood up, "What are you going to do for me?"
"This'll not be hard again for a while." I replied, slightly disappointed at the thought of not being able to fuck my pretty daughter in law.
"Can't you think of anything else you can do to pleasure me?" The young girl smiled as she pulled her pants down her fat legs then walked. Naked into the living room.
I pulled my joggers and t-shirt off and followed; with my dick swinging. Marie was already lying on the sofa with one ankle on the back and her legs wide apart showing me her glistening pink gash in among all of her dark pubic hair.
"It won't lick itself!" My daughter in law chuckled as she licked her spunk covered fingers.
