uthor's note. This story contains some anal sex.
Laura couldn't help smiling. The train silently moved out of the London station and their rail journey to the south of France had begun. She and her husband, Brian, were delighted to be joined by their daughter and her husband. Brian was a step-father but he'd been married for 20 years to Laura and now they regarded Nova as his daughter as well. Laura had booked the summer holiday for the four of them. A rented villa on the French Riviera between Nice and Monte Carlo was waiting for them.
Rather than fly, they wanted to experience the overnight train which included dinner in the restaurant car and breakfast before they reached their destination. Their seated compartment was exclusive for them with two padded bench seats facing each other which the steward would later convert into four bunk beds. Each compartment had a door to give access to the corridor which ran the length of each coach and was the passageway to the bar and restaurant in the middle of the long train.
Laura felt an air of excitement as the train picked up speed on the way to the Channel Tunnel which would take them into France. Laura sat next to the window and opposite her was Jeremy, Laura's son-in-law. In anticipation of this holiday, Laura had been thinking of Jeremy a few nights ago. She had imagined Jeremy coming into her bedroom dressed in a white shirt and tie and a smart suit. She fantasied about him as her doctor who stood next to her bed with Laura on her back covered by a duvet. He took her hand and pressed his fingers to her wrist to take her pulse. In the fantasy, his mobile rang, a patient in need and while Jeremy talked into the phone, he kept his free hand on Laura's wrist and moved Laura's hand to contact his trousers. He kept her hand pressed against the fabric of his fly zip and she felt his cock. All the while he spoke to his patient but never looked at Laura. In her imagination, Laura unzipped him. But the call ended. He looked down at her and told her to bring out his cock. Another call came on his phone, this time from a colleague to discuss a forthcoming surgery. While they talked, Laura pulled out his cock and admired the shape. Without looking at her, Jeremy continued to talk on the phone as his cock grew.
Her mind switched back to reality and listened for a moment to the general conversation from the others in the train compartment. However, she soon thought back to the fantasy she'd had. Still not looking at her, Jeremy had continued to answer calls while he stood alongside Laura's bed. She swung her legs out of bed and sat on the edge with Jeremy's hips between her widened legs. By undoing his top trouser button, she was able to play with his balls. They were big, heavy with seed and hung loose. He had become semi-erect so Laura sucked him. In her imagination, Jeremy finished another call and gripped her hair in a tight fist and pulled her head further into his groin so that his expanding cock went to the back of her throat. The ring-tone of his mobile went again but this time he pulled back her head and held the phone to her open mouth. "Speak!" he commanded. Laura told the caller that the doctor was busy being sucked by his mother-in-law. Then Jeremy threw away the phone, rammed his cock back into her mouth and ejaculated. The dreamy fantasy had left her breathless and she had masturbated. The following morning, she'd had guilt issues and scolded herself for being so stupid. In particular, she'd never been unfaithful to Brian and the thought of taboo sex with her daughter's husband, a man much younger than her, was unreal.
These thoughts faded now that they all sat together and talked about French food and the weather on the Mediterranean coast until Jeremy opened a box and produced a bottle of champagne and four flutes. Even Nova didn't know of this surprise from her husband.
It was typical of Jeremy to do this, thought Laura. His training as a doctor consultant had given him a dominant streak. He usually got his way. Laura quite liked Jeremy's confidence and Laura's daughter, Nova, adored him. He had deep blue eyes which always seemed to smile, dark brown hair cut short and a strong jaw. At 6 foot, he was hot thought Laura and perfect for her daughter.
It was while Laura was thinking about him that she looked out of the train window. Instead of admiring the countryside of Kent, she focused on Jeremy in the reflective glass of the window.
Now and then, Jeremy would glance down at something below the level of the window. It took Laura less than a minute to realize that her son-in-law was secretly viewing the split in Laura's skirt. The gap in the garment was part of the casual design, a button arrangement to the side of the center, although by crossing one leg over the other, the split enlarged and rode up Laura's thigh. The others couldn't see it because the parting of the midi skirt was on the window side.
Laura couldn't think why she did it but she slowly uncrossed her legs and shifted her hips slightly towards the others as she laughed at a story being told by Brian. Her side vision indicated another 3-second gawp from Jeremy. She felt strangely naughty as Laura quietly undid a further button on her skirt. This meant that when she returned to her previous sitting position, Jeremy would have a view even further up her thigh.
While they drank champagne, Jeremy soon read a newspaper but every time he turned a page he glanced down at Laura's legs as she looked out the window. Without him knowing, Laura watched her son-in-law in the reflection. To her, the excitement was the way she moved her body to reveal more to only Jeremy.
When the train went through the Channel Tunnel their compartment lights came on. Although Laura didn't see Jeremy write anything, it was clear that he had scribbled something on his newspaper that faced the window. It said, 'Nat milf,' in big letters.
Laura gasped silently. Jeremy sometimes remarked to his mother-in-law on how similar she looked to the actress Natalie Portman (Films: Black Swan and Star Wars as Queen Padme and also Dior perfume ads). By calling her Nat sometimes, Jeremy maintained this in-joke with his wife's mother. The fact that he'd just written a little message for her eyes only, caused Laura to gulp. Friends had told Laura how she sometimes added a sexy rasp to her voice to make it sound husky, similar to Natalie Portman.
The train came out of the tunnel into France. It was time to go for dinner at their reserved table in the restaurant car. Brian and Jeremy led the way along the corridor. During the time it took to pass through three carriages, Nova took the opportunity to speak to Laura. "Mother," said Nova in a subdued voice. "I saw you tempting my husband."
Laura slowed her walk to let the men get ahead. "What do you mean?"
"Showing more of your leg than was necessary." Nova cast her eyes upwards. "I know you have an elegant figure, Mother, but you don't need to flaunt it."
"Oh, did I show too much leg? And why would Jeremy take any interest?" Laura had a way of looking innocent by fluttering her big dark eyes.
"Because, Mother, you were egging him on."
Laura glanced at her daughter. "You don't seem angry," said Laura as she decided not to mention the Milf inscription on the newspaper.
"No, I'm not angry. Jeremy gets a lot of ladies hinting things and he always tells me about them. So he'll mention you."
"Jeremy tells you everything?"
"Yes." Nova laughed and kept her voice low, "We have a trusting, full disclosure agreement on sex. Meaning we tell each other what's on our mind." Nova pouted her lips to indicate playfulness. It was part of her character to say something naughty while she widened her eyes for effect.
Three hours later, the sun had set and they returned to their compartment. The seating had been converted by the steward into four couchettes, two on each side with the top bunks being accessed by a ladder. It wasn't long before each of them were settled into their individual beds. Laura was on one of the lower bunks but didn't feel like sleeping. She found the motion of the train relaxing while her mind was on Jeremy. During dinner, he had sat next to her. The occasional touch from his hand on her wrist or arm had sent a spark of electricity through her. She kept telling herself that she must not respond but she couldn't help the occasional innocent brush of her knee against Jeremy's leg.
In their compartment, the night light was enough for Laura to see her daughter. Nova seemed to be asleep on her back. Laura peeked out of the window blind to see the darkness and occasional flashing lights of house windows as the train sped past. Her jersey pajama top with its lace frills felt warm. The only other thing she wore was her knickers. A glance at her daughter confirmed Nova also wore a top and nothing else except panties.
She heard the creak of the bed above her and Laura closed her eyes as if in sleep. Jeremy descended the ladder and sat on the edge of his wife's bunk. In the dimmed light of the compartment, Laura could see Jeremy's chest was bare and he wore pajama bottoms. He put one hand under the single sheet that covered Nova. He stroked her leg gently. Nova smiled but kept her eyes closed.
Laura still pretended to be asleep as she became fascinated at the way Jeremy slowly stroked Nova's thigh under the bed-sheet. Soon it was obvious that Jeremy's hand caressed her breasts and then the sheet fell away and exposed his hand under his wife's top. He leaned over her and kissed Nova on her lips. Her eyes opened but her hands remained by her side.
Laura continued to lie still, on her side, her eyes still half-closed and watched. She saw Jeremy kiss Nova's lips and under her chin, then her neck and arms while she lay and held the back of Jeremy's head. He pulled the single sheet down to her waist and undid her buttons on the front of her silk top. It parted and Laura clearly saw the erect nipples of her daughter, red against the pale white of her full breasts.
A fascination overtook Laura. She had never seen another couple make love and Laura wondered if she should give them privacy and turn over to face the wall. It didn't seem to matter to her daughter or Jeremy that mother might be awake and looking. The excitement of watching grew inside Laura as Jeremy sucked on one nipple and then the other to make the nipples harder and longer and a darker color.
Jeremy slowly caressed his way down Nova's body as she lay flat, her hands on top of his head. He took his time to spread her legs, to open them wide, to expose her pussy as he pulled away the rest of the sheet. Nova moved and flexed her thighs as Jeremy stretched aside her panties and placed one of his fingers into her pussy and used the pad of his thumb to circle her clit. Soon he had two fingers inside Nova and kept up a steady fuck while his spare hand kept her panties pulled to one side. A few times, Jeremy sucked the juice from his fingers while he and his wife gazed at each other. His perfect finger fuck of his wife's pussy had Laura wide-eyed with interest and couldn't take her eyes from the scene. Nova started to breathe heavily and Laura knew that her daughter was in the throes of an orgasm. The background hum of the train almost disguised her moans but Laura heard it.
Jeremy knelt upright and backwards, pulled Nova's legs together and briskly pulled off her panties. She smiled, her eyes partly closed and languidly stretched one hand out sideways towards Laura who could have leaned into the middle aisle between the bunks and touched Nova's fingers. Laura didn't. Instead, Laura pushed her hand under her bed cover and touched the elastic of her panties.
