This story was inspired by a conversation I had with a very nice guy I met in chat called Sexventure. I would like to publicly thank them for their help in bringing this story to life.
We all know what a MILF is, so playing on the acronym I came up with MILILF. Don't shoot me, I thought it was funny.
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John sat in his chair half watching the game on TV and the other half watching the asses of the two women in the kitchen as they prepared lunch. One belonged to his wife Rachael, and just the way she wiggled as she moved around the kitchen contributed to his erection. At 34 she was still in good shape and her curves still excited him. What also contributed to his erection was his mother-in-law Gloria who at 57 still had the body to turn heads. Most men don't get on with their mothers-in-law, but John's attitude was different to most men.
They were both tall and elegant with wavy chestnut hair. Gloria had hers cut shorter than his wife's who was more shoulder length compared to his mother-in--law's neck bob. Gloria did have a few flecks of grey showing but that did nothing to detract from her looks and both had deep brown eyes that twinkled when they laughed. John mentally compared breasts and would have guessed that Gloria's were slightly fuller and perhaps would droop a little more when she was naked.
They always say look at the mother if you want to see what your wife will be when she is older, and John did that a lot when they were dating. He often thought to himself that if his Rachael was in half as good condition as Gloria at her age then he would be a happy man. He started to picture Gloria naked in his mind and the thought started to make his cock grow in his pants.
From behind Gloria was a little thicker in the body due to her age, but if anything, this just enhanced her curves making her even more sexy.
John had always lusted after his mother-in-law from the day he first met her and would often try to sneak looks down her blouse and check out her cleavage. The soft globes barely contained by her bra offered such delights that John always felt himself stiffen when he managed to catch a glimpse.
Gloria on the other hand always seemed indifferent to him, treating him neither badly nor well. It was almost like, "You are married to my daughter you should be grateful," attitude.
As the pair chattered back and forth in the kitchen the competition between them was clear. There was no open warfare, as is often the case between mother and daughter, but there was a rivalry that was both friendly yet with an edge with each wanting to outdo the other. Whenever Gloria felt she might be losing a battle she always dropped back into the "when I was younger" defence that Rachael had no argument against.
When John heard his mother-in-law utter those lines, in his head, he always finished her statement with, "...and I bet you were a right-goer as well."
Gloria and her husband Mike had come to stay with them for a week, but he had to work and by the way Gloria was speaking, she wasn't happy about it.
"Your father is always working just like you, you need to look after John, he is a good man."
Hearing his name mentioned John's ears pricked up,
"If you keep running off to work then don't be surprised if your husband picks up with some young floozy."
Rachael was a highflyer in the corporate accountancy world which often meant she had to travel around the country. John didn't mind really when she was away, as he would play online, though that fun was curtailed for the week. At least there was a slim chance of sex though Rachael, 'didn't like doing it when her parents might hear.'
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After dinner when Gloria brought up the subject of a family John vanished into the kitchen on the pretence of doing the dishes as there was every chance the conversation could get heated. The argument was always the same. Gloria wanted grandchildren and Rachael didn't want to give up her career. Gloria would argue that she gave up hers to have Rachael, to which Rachael would counter that she wasn't her mother.
John had learnt years ago that it was best not to get involved and remained in the kitchen until he heard his wife storm off upstairs. John sighed as any chance of sex was now definitely out of the question as his wife would be in a foul mood. He waited for a bit longer and heard his mother-in-law climb the stairs to go to her bedroom. John contemplated for a moment as to whether he could get away with a quick jerk but decided against it as there was always the danger his wife would catch him, anyway she would no doubt want to rant at him before sleep.
*****
Glancing at his bedside clock he saw it was 2:32 in the morning and he needed a pee. There were things he loved about this old house, its style, its old-fashioned charm, but what he hated was the solitary shared upstairs bathroom. Climbing out of bed he looked at his wife's back, her nightie had ridden up revealing her firm ass cheeks. The very sight made his cock twitch, but he knew it was pointless as she had made it very clear sex was out of the question. It transpired earlier, as she hissed at him, that instead of keeping out of the argument with her mother, he should have supported her. To stop any further discussion, she rolled over showing her back and cold shoulder. When he had tried spooning, her sharp rebuttal made it very clear he was wasting his time.
Dressed in just his boxer shorts and a tee-shirt he made his way along the corridor, his passage illuminated by the large window at the end of the hallway. He stopped outside Gloria's bedroom door and was sure he could hear moaning, perhaps she was having a bad dream. Shrugging, he continued his journey to the bathroom to relieve himself.
On his return, he noticed that Gloria's door was now ajar and he stopped as the noises were louder. Peeking through the gap he could see the large free-standing full-length mirror that pointed to the bed. Gloria had kicked off the covers and pulled her long nightie up around her hips. As the bedside light was on John could see quite clearly that she was holding her pussy lips apart with one hand while she rubbed her clit with the other.
John's cock sprang to instant attention and pushing his boxers down his thighs, he grabbed his cock and started to work himself. As he worked his hand up and down his shaft, he heard his mother-in-law's groans getting louder as she pushed two fingers into herself. She wasn't trimmed like his wife, but instead natural with a good covering that was now parted to reveal her pink lips. As she arched up slightly in orgasm John's cock exploded splattering his seed along the polished hardwood floor of the landing.
As he watched Gloria rolled onto her side, back towards him and John surveyed the mess he had made. Pulling off his tee-shirt he cleaned the floor of all evidence before creeping back into his bedroom. As he stuffed the shirt in the bottom of the laundry basket the image of his mother-in-law fingering herself popped into his head and made his cock twitch again. It was that vision that stayed with him as he drifted off to sleep.
*****
"Let me help with that," Gloria said as she took the laundry basket from her daughter.
"It's OK mum."
"No, I insist, after all you are putting up with me for the week... and John can help me."
Any further discussion was curtailed by Rachael's mobile ring tone indicating it was her boss.
When John got into the laundry room Gloria was bent over the washing machine and John had to resist the urge to flip her skirt over her head and rip her knickers down before fucking her hard. He could feel his cock stiffen in his jeans at the thought when suddenly he had a mental bucket of cold water thrown over him.
"This shirt seems to have got some sort of stain on it."
Gloria was holding up the tee shirt John had used the night before to wipe up the evidence of him spilling his seed in the hallway. She sniffed the stain and John's brain was in mental turmoil as part of him wanted to offer some fresh and the other part wanted the ground to open up and swallow him.
"Oh well a good hot wash will shift most things," she said as she placed it in the tub, then smiling at John as she said, "You men are so messy sometimes."
When they both got back to the kitchen Rachael was pacing up and down with a worried look on her face and the phone still clamped to her ear.
"I can be on a plane tomorrow morning and then we will be able to get it sorted." With that, she turned to her mother and husband. "Really sorry but that was work. The Greenwood & Mason account has blown up and I need to fly down and sort things out. It will mean I will be away for the rest of the week but will be home Friday...well maybe Saturday morning."
"That's OK dear I will look after John for you and keep him out of trouble."
Then to John's surprise, and embarrassment, she winked at him.
*****
That night John lay in bed, the events running through his head as he replayed Gloria's words and actions from the day. When he poured the wine she leant forward and he got a good look down her blouse. To his shock, he could see she wasn't wearing a bra and he could see right down to her nipples for a brief instant. He waited until his wife was soundly asleep, which didn't take long since she had taken a sleeping pill to make sure she got a good night's sleep before the car collected her at six the next morning.
The clock showed 12:17 and deciding it was safe enough he crept from the bed and into the corridor. As the night before Gloria's door was closed but he could hear the noise coming from inside. Dropping his shorts to his ankles he began to jerk his already hard cock, working his hand up and down his shaft. Pressing his ear against the door he listened intently, imagining the scene inside as he heard her climax. He felt his balls tighten and wrapping his cock in a sock he had bought for this very purpose; he spurted jet after jet of seed.
*****
The next morning after seeing his wife off in her car, he sat drinking coffee in the kitchen when Gloria walked in. Surprisingly she was dressed in a robe although she had done her make-up and hair.
"Thought we could have a lazy day today...and we have a few things to discuss."
John put the kettle on wondering if he was going to get a lecture from his Mother-in-law about how he should take a firmer hand with Rachael, but nothing was further from the truth.
"Did you cum hard last night as you listened to me?" Gloria said in the same tone as she might be discussing the colour on the walls.
John nearly poured boiling water over his hand as he stood very still with his back to her.
"I have no idea what you mean," John said without turning as he needed time to compose himself.
"I mean when you spied on me the night before last and shot your load all down the hallway, no doubt you came back again last night in the hope of a repeat performance."
John was panicking but at the same time, he felt he simply had to bluff it out as she would have to admit she was masturbating. Deciding to challenge and confront her would be a mutually assured destruction scenario he turned to face her, and he nearly dropped his coffee.
Gloria was standing facing him, but she had dropped the robe to the floor revealing her naked body underneath. John had caught glimpses of her body through her clothes but now he could study it in full. At 57 she was still in good shape with breasts that were full and ripe complete with dark brown areolas and large nipples like the end of his little finger. Unlike his wife who trimmed her bush, Gloria's was full and natural although there were signs that she trimmed along her bikini or bathing suit line.
"Well, do I pass inspection?" Gloria said almost laughing as she looked at John's open mouth.
"But...but...but...," was all he could stutter his words dying in his mouth.
"Mike doesn't fuck me like he used to, but I have needs. I have no desire to go and find myself a random man and as you have lusted after me since you and Rachel met, you must fancy me."
Pouring two glasses of orange juice she handed one to John with a smile as she went on. "So do you want to fuck me or not?"
