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."
