After the intense sex with Ramesh in the afternoon, I fell asleep. I felt something near my mouth, which continued for some time. The taste was somewhat salty as I licked it in my sleep. Within a few seconds, I felt the same sensation on my lips. I was dreaming of eating a chocolate ice cream, which could be one of those new salted and caramel frosted ice creams that I eagerly licked and kept licking for about three or four times.
Finally I realized the taste was not sweet at all, quite salty, but I was enjoying it and kept licking it for some more time. It started feeling hard like a popsicle so I took it in my mouth and started sucking it more. The popsicle started going deeper into my mouth and as it reached the depth of my throat I suddenly woke up from my sleep, what did I see...? I was sucking my father-in-law's hard cock.
I woke up and took his cock out of my mouth.
"Uff father-in-law, what are you doing?"
"Daughter-in-law, your lips were looking so tempting that I had to put my hard cock in your mouth. Mmmmm, you are so horny even while sleeping."
I smiled at him and started tapping his chest with my small hands...
"Uff father-in-law, you and your cock get started everywhere and anytime," I said this while holding his cock in my hand and giving it a nice wet smooch.
I had been asleep till evening 5 pm, around an hour of sleep. My father-in-law said he wanted to play tennis which was on the resort property, that I had heard about.
I wore a tight white top that was sure to show off the shape of my breasts and also my hard nipples when aroused. I wore a short white skirt that barely covered my thick thighs.
We reached the tennis court that was 10 minutes away. My father-in-law was holding me tightly with his hand on my waist as we walked towards the court as lovers.
We played tennis for an hour. This was the third set of the game and the final match point for me to win. I pulled my right arm well back, wrist raised, the racket head above my head. As we were playing on a hard court the ball rose high and I had to use power to hit it well. I managed to hit the ball with a vicious topspin and as the ball bounced just ahead of the net, it skimmed the net cord.
On the other hand, my father-in-law was running quickly towards the ball. He reached the ball in time and swung his racket at the ball, hitting it towards me. I had an idea of where the ball was going to land after his shot and once I reached there I played a controlled drop-shot. Father-in-law ran towards the ball with surprising speed for his age and tried to reach the ball. He managed to reach it in time and hit the ball which touched the top rope, however, it bounced back in his half. I jumped with joy and threw my racket in the air, jumping up and down and heaving my breasts up and down as I celebrated.
The father-in-law laughed.
"I can't believe it! I can't believe it! I beat you father-in-law!
"Congratulations. You played brilliantly, daughter-in-law."
"Thank you for teaching me, father-in-law."
"You learn very quickly, daughter-in-law."
"I had a great teacher like you, father-in-law."
"Thank you. But next time we play, I won't LET you win like today. Then let's see if you can beat me!"
"Did you let me win? No, I defeated you, father-in-law." And next time too I will beat you and that too I will *crush* you!" I wrinkled my nose and stuck my tongue out to tease him. "I'll show you no mercy next time!"
"Oh I see daughter-in-law, so what will you show me next time? Why wait until next time I can see, your breasts are already eager to be seen."
I felt very shy. Soon we were laughing and smiling as we went towards the benches at the far end of the court to collect our kit.
I sat there on the wooden plank and bent down to open my kit. I was wearing a collared white cleavage-revealing t-shirt with the top three buttons open, clearly exposing my cleavage. underneath my top I had worn a beautiful, short, white pleated skirt. A strand of my hair was falling on my face and the rest was tied behind in a ponytail. I was wearing expensive tennis shoes which my father-in-law had gifted to me.
I had not buttoned my T-shirt and as I bent, the lapels of my T-shirt slid down and he looked at the luscious swell of my breasts, my long gold necklace glistening on my fair skin, as my father-in-law's eyes were fixed on my deep and inviting cleavage.
I had worn a beautiful but tight lacy bra inside, light and thin fabric, the material was also semi-transparent hence my father-in-law enjoyed that magnificent view. I knew he was watching me and I was thrilled. My T-shirt was drenched in sweat and he could see the pointed stubs of my nipples and my aureoles drenched in sweat too. We finally left the court and my Father-in-law and I left for the Villa.
In the villa my father-in-law sat on a chair and, taking off his shoes and his socks, placed his feet on a footstool. My father-in-law noticed that my skirt was raised, exposing my fair thighs, almost to the point that my panty was visible to him. My gaze was on his eyes which were on my panty and thighs, and I was smiling inwardly while making no effort to adjust my clothes.
I leaned forward a little and the lapels of my T-shirt were pushed down again, giving him another glimpse of my large cleavage. My breasts were soft, yet firm, silky, like ripe oranges.
I felt his eyes on me and kept waiting for him to make the next move however he didn't do anything. I sighed, however, I wanted to continue my teases and I carefully lifted my skirt completely up, turned my back to him and bent down as if to untie my laces, giving him a better look at my panty.
"Oh my God, it's so hot," I exclaimed.
"Yes daughter-in-law isn't it, we both are sitting under this fan and we are still sweating!"
"Should I get you a towel?" I asked. By now I had turned to face him.
"Yes please bring it, daughter-in-law."
I smiled and went towards the bathroom swaying my hips and buttocks. I returned after a minute with two towels.
I then deliberately removed my T-shirt and I was still wearing only a bra. He could see that my heavy breasts were now confined to the bra but they were bursting at the seams for the opportunity to come out of the bra and my golden necklace was perched just above my breasts.
I saw my father-in-law's cock getting hard and my breathing became faster.
"It's very hot. I just had to take off my T-shirt," I said, handing him a towel.
There were strands of hair sticking to my forehead and the back of my neck. I sat on the chair in front of him, with my legs spread apart, and my skirt exposing my thighs.l and he could see my panties.
Father-in-law was sweating, so he stood up after a minute and took off his shirt.