Mother in Law Finds the Courage

Welcome back everyone,

It's crazy how the time dissapears, thankyou to all my followers for sticking around, this will be the penultimate chapter before the grand finale. I was planning on releasing it all at once, but it was getting a little to big.

Again, I would like to give a BIG thankyou to the editor, Kenji Sato, for his help, and time in proof reading, and correcting this work.

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It's the morning after the night before; my eyes slowly peel open to the sound of the birds outside and the sun shining through the window. As I gradually wake up, a feeling of wet warmth comes from my crotch. Great, I was that drunk, I've pissed the bed, I thought.

Adjusting my blurry vision, I look down at the sheets and to my surprise I see a head slowly bobbing up and down. Gently, lifting the sheet, there is my beautiful, mother-in-law softly sucking my cock.

I catch her by surprise, "Excuse me, little lady, is there something I can help you with?"

Gemma pops her head up, grinning like a Cheshire cat. "Errrr, no thank you, I've got all I need here," as she goes back to sucking my shaft.

I throw the bed sheet down, so I can see my mother-in-law in all her glory, working my cock. I lay there enjoying the morning wake-up call.

The memories of last night's events come flooding back like a huge wave; I'm deep in thought, unsure of what the best course of action is. Do I keep it a secret and speak to Anne later, or rip the band-aid off and tell mom right now. Not being honest with her the other day caused one hell of a shit storm, so I decide it best, to get it out in the open.

Carefully, I broach the subject, "Mommmm..."

Gemma lets out a quick moan to acknowledge me, as she continues to suck my cock.

"I don't want you to be mad, but I kind of fucked your daughter, after you fell asleep last night."

Gemma lifts her head quickly. "Lisa is here, awwww that's good, what time did she arrive?"

Looking sheepishly, I delicately correct her, "Well, that's not quite right. I, ummm, fucked your other daughter."

Mom's face drops. "Think long and hard about what comes out of your mouth next, I do have your cock in my mouth." She puts her mouth back on my cock, placing her teeth on my shaft.

I panic and jump a little, causing her teeth to catch my head. "Wait, wait, it's not like that."

Gemma applies pressure, softly biting my cock.

I'm getting nervous. "Hold on, stop. Stop, don't do that. Okay, okay, I'll tell you everything, just pleeeease take your mouth off my cock."

Slowly, she lets go and sits up on the bed. "Come on then, let's hear how you accidentally fucked my other daughter." She is angry.

I tell Gemma, word for word, every single detail, of how it came to pass, not leaving anything out.

She lets out a deep sigh. "Oh no, what a tangled web we weave. I knew things were bad with Anne, but not this bad." She pauses for a moment whilst gathering her thoughts; I remain silent. "Okay, okay, don't worry about it, I'll speak to her later and we will iron this out, it won't be a problem."

I was shocked at mom's calm demeanour. "Are you sure? I was planning on talking to Anne about it."

Gemma puts her hand on my leg. "Let me talk to her first, please, then we can go from there."

Dragging myself up from the bed, I turn to face her. "Come on, mom, let's get ready and go down for breakfast, I'm starving. I need to replenish my energy reserves with Lisa joining us today."

Putting out her bottom lip, "What do you mean? I was enjoying a nice sausage, I would like to finish my meal."

I come back with a quick joke, "It's okay, mom, there are plenty of sausages for you to actually eat at breakfast, mine NOT being one of them."

Gemma laughs, "Yeah, yeah, they're probably bigger, as well."

I pick up a pillow and throw it at her, then make a quick exit to the bathroom for a shower, before she can retaliate.

After we both make ourselves presentable, we head out to the dining room.

If I can tell you one thing about me, it's that my favourite meal of the day is, and always will be-- breakfast; especially, the buffet breakfast, piling the bacon sky-high in the centre of my plate, accompanied with all of the trimmings around the outside of my bacon mountain.

We turn the corner and my prayers have been answered. Along one side of the hall is the beautiful sight-- station after station, cereals, juices, yoghurts, pastries, toasting section and the main event obviously, the cooked breakfast. Shit, I'm in heaven.

I'm all giddy with excitement, Gemma looks at me and laughs, "Really, Andrew? You're like a big kid."

I don't care, I make a beeline, straight for the cooked section. "Don't wait for me, mom, I'll come find you."

Gemma shakes her head, raising her eyebrows at me.

Once I'm fully plated up, I scan the hall and see mom sitting near the windows overlooking the garden; she gives me a quick wave. Heading over, I put down my plate. "Mom, I didn't have space for my drinks, I'm going to grab some orange and apple juice, you want anything?"

Just as Gemma is about to reply, she turns her head towards the entrance; Anne and her daughters have just walked into the hall.

Gemma pipes up, "Cooee, Anne," as she waves her hand once more to get her attention.

Anne looks over and returns the wave, gesturing that she will get her food then come over.

I look back to my mother-in-law. "What are you doing? You can't say anything with your grandkids there."

Gemma laughs, "I'm not that daft, of course I won't say anything; I want all of us to sit together, that's all."

My blood pressure lowers; Anne and the kids make their way over and take a seat. Anne opens up her napkin, placing it on her lap. "'Morning, you two, are you ready for Claire's big day?"

Gemma jumps in, "Yeah, definitely. I've got my dress and accessories all laid out in my room, ready to go. Although, I must admit, I think we overdid it last night with the drinks, I'm a little worse for wear this morning. What about you, Anne, how are you feeling?"

I keep my head down and eat my breakfast, trying not to make eye contact with anyone.

Anne lets out a little cough. "I think you're right, mom. I have a nasty little hangover that I'm nursing at the moment."

Gemma, nods her head. "I bet you do. " She puts a piece of bacon in her mouth.

We all eat in silence. I'm glancing over to Anne, she is nervously glancing over at me. Mom is just chomping away without a care in the world.

As I nearly finish my first course, I can see Anne is visibly uncomfortable sitting in the chair, fidgeting back and forth.

Gemma notices also. "Are you okay, dear? You can't seem to sit still."

Anne replies, "It's nothing, this chair is a little hard, that's all."

Gemma places a sausage on her fork and smiles. "Hey, Andrew, look." She holds up the sausage, then looks at me, then back to the sausage. Shaking her head, she says, "Nahhh, it's not," gesturing that mine is bigger. She then proceeds to bite the end clean of the sausage, making it fully clear that that could have been my cock this morning.

I'm shocked, mom is being bold, given the company we have. Anne looks at us both, confused.

Gemma turns back to Anne. "Dear, you really need to sit still in that chair," she comments, pausing for a moment whilst she finishes her sausage. "Although, I am surprised you can sit down, given what happened last night."

My jaw hits the floor, eyes open wide.

Anne sharply turns to me, "What the hell, Andy?"

I'm frozen, I don't know what to do. Both Lily and Faye are oblivious to what's unfolding in front of them, as they are locked into their phones.

Gemma calmly stands up from the table and walks around to her daughter; she holds out her hand. "Come with me, Anne, I have something I need to talk to you about. You're okay keeping an eye on these two, aren't you, son."

I reply, "Of course, not that they need much looking after." Neither of them has looked up from their devices.

Gemma smiles. "Good, good. We will be as quick as we can." They both head outside.

I go back to the buffet to top up my plate for round two-- pastry time. The nieces are no trouble, still unaware their mother is not even at the table anymore.

About ten minutes go by, and both of them appear at the main entrance. My heart starts to pound in my chest. As they walk closer to the table, I can see that Anne has been crying, her eyes are all red.

Gemma sits back down. "Sorry about that, everyone," she explains, as she takes a drink of her cold coffee. "Yuck, that's no good, I'll go get myself another one."

As Gemma walks over to the coffee machine, Anne is standing quietly with her hands on the back of her chair, waiting for something.

Mom arrives back at the table and sits herself down once more, taking another sip. "Ahhhh, that's much better."

Anne moves toward me, and whispers in my ear, "Please can I talk to you outside, Andy." She starts walking away towards the main entrance.

I look over at mom with a puzzled face; Gemma motions with her head to go follow Anne.

Excusing myself, I stand up and head in Anne's direction. As I reach reception, I scan to see where she's gone. I see her sit outside on a bench. Catching up, I sit myself down. "Hey big sis, what's up?"

Anne sits silent, she turns to face me. "Andy, I don't agree with what you and mom have been doing, but I now understand why."

I'm unsure what mom has said, so I need to be cautious, "What do you mean, sis? It's not like you're so innocent now, is it."

Anne clarifies things, "It's okay, mom has told me everything. What dad has done to her, what happened between you two, it's okay, I understand and I'm happy for mom.

"It's a lot to take in all at once; I'm still getting my head round... what dad has done. So forgive me if I'm vague, I just need some time to process all of this. I'm not going to say anything, especially given what we did last night-- that would make me a hypocrite. I did want to apologise for the way I spoke to you last night, now that I'm sober. It was unacceptable, trying to blackmail you. I hope this doesn't spoil our relationship."

I pull Anne in for a hug. "Don't be daft, you wolly. It would take more than that to put me off my big sister. Plus, if I recall, it was me that came out on top, after last night's events."

We both laugh, and Anne chimes in, "Yeah, shithead, my bum is still hurting, I need one of those doughnut cushions just to bloody sit down."

I countered, "That's the price you pay for trying to blindside me."

Anne hits my arm. "Touché, Andy, I deserved it. If this is the price of having a good time, I don't think my body will be able to cope with it."

I pull her in tighter. "Awwww, don't worry; next time, I'll make sure, you feel nothing but pure pleasure."

Anne pulls away. "Ah, is that so..." She flicks her hair back to show she means business. "Who said there will be a next time? You think you can just have me whenever you want? I'm not a piece of meat, little brother, I do have some self-respect."

I chuckle, "I believe you, sis, you are your own independent woman. After what you experienced last night, I will give you two weeks before you're begging for a second round."

Anne, again, playfully slaps my arm. "Stop it, we're supposed to be having a serious conversation. Now, all I can think about is your cock. I keep getting flashbacks of last night, Jesus, it was soooo wrong, but fuck, it was good."

Anne doesn't want to hurt Lisa, so she asks me to keep last night under wraps. I agree, knowing full well that I'm going to tell Lisa as soon as I can. I am learning quickly that in my situation, honesty is the best policy.

She accepts that her mom is a different person-- for the better, so she will not stand in the way of her mom's happiness.

We have one more big hug, and head back into the hotel to re-join everyone else.

As we reach the table, Gemma looks at us both. "Everything sorted, you two?"

In unison, we both reply, "Yes, mom."

Gemma pushes herself up from the table. "Good! I'm glad we got that cleared up. Now, I'm off to my room, I have my hair and nail appointment in thirty minutes. I want to have a quick shower beforehand."

We all say goodbye and head our separate ways. As soon as we are out of sight from Anne, mom asks, "How was it, was she okay?"

I put my arm round my mother-in-law, as we continued to walk. "Yes, she was shocked at what you told her, struggled to digest what her dad had done to you. It's gonna take some time for her to come to terms with it, but she understands."

Gemma looks up at me. "See? I told you it would be okay, a mother always knows best."

We reach mom's room. "Right, off you go, time for some me time, whilst I transform this tired old lady into glitz and glam."

Gently slapping mom's bum, I walk away, saying, "No matter how old you look, you're still smoking hot in my eyes," giving her a wink.

Gemma opens her door. "Smooth, Andrew, very smooth," as she smiles and walks into her room.

Being a man, I don't have the need for all these appointments to get ready. So I find myself with four hours to kill. I head back to my room and decide to try to call Lisa. I really should put a workout in, to burn off that huge breakfast, but Lisa is more important. Jumping on the bed, I grab my phone and start calling; after a few rings, she picks up.

I have to pull the phone away from my ear, the noise is crazy, "HELLO, can you hear me," I shout down the phone. Faintly, I can hear Lisa over the noise, I'm only able to make out a few words. "Won't... about... ten."

I try shouting again, but it's no good. God knows what the people in the next room must be thinking. The line goes dead. I decide to leave it, she will call back when it's quieter. Just then, my phone pings. It's a message from Lisa-- "be there in ten minutes, meet me out back, love you xxx."

What the hell, I thought. Jumping up from the bed, I grab my hoodie, throw it on and head to the gardens, out the back of the property.

Standing on the patio, I am overlooking the grounds, scanning around, trying to find Lisa. I wait patiently, walking back and forth; suddenly, I hear a faint noise which slowly gets louder and louder. I clock something in the distance, finally the penny drops-- it's a helicopter heading straight towards me.

A member of staff suddenly appears out of nowhere, "Sir, we need you to step inside, whilst the helicopter lands."

I look at him, a little confused. "How did you know there was a helicopter coming?"

"It's okay, sir, it happens all the time. We allow helicopters to land in the centre of the grounds. I just need you to step inside for safety reasons," the staff member says as he gestures with his hand back into the building.

I follow his instructions, as the doors are closed and locked. He pulls out a high-visible top, which he puts over his uniform.

The helicopter is over the grounds, the staff member gives the pilot a thumbs-up with both arms in the air. Slowly, the helicopter lands. As it touches down, the staff approaches the helicopter, opens the door, and out pops Lisa. With her head tilted downwards, she quickly walks towards the hotel, the staff member guiding her. As they reach the top of the stairs, the staff member turns back around, gives the pilot the thumbs-up once more, and just like that, the helicopter takes off and is gone.

By now, the noise has attracted a lot of attention. A crowd has formed behind me, wondering what is going on. The doors are unlocked and Lisa jumps into my arms, giving me a big kiss.

Then from behind me, there is a big scream; Lisa jumps back and screams. It's Claire the bride; Lisa lets go of me and runs towards her best friend. They both hit each other, collapsing to the floor, hugging.

I step back and let Lisa say hello to everyone. After she is finished, she gives Claire a kiss, "I need to go sort this mess out, or I'll be in no fit state for you."

Claire laughs, "Yeee, you look like you have been through the wringer, come to my room as soon as you can, babes."

Lisa nods. "I'll be as quick as I can, soon-to-be wifey."

They wave goodbye to each other, as Lisa comes back to me. "Jesus, honey, I need to get out of these clothes and take a shower," she says as she links me, "come on, lead the way."

As soon as we get to the room, Lisa strips off her clothes and heads to the bathroom, jumping straight into the shower.

I pop my head into the bathroom. "Do you want a drink, babes?"

Shouting over the sound of the shower, "Can I have a water, please!"

Grabbing a bottle from the fridge, I head into the bathroom.

Her eyes light up when she sees me. "Oh thanks, sweetie, I've not had a drink since last night. It's been mad, I haven't had time." She downs it in one. "Aaahhh, that hits the spot, thanks," handing me the bottle back. "I won't be long, and we can have a catch up." She pecks me on the cheek and goes back to scrubbing herself clean.

Chilling out on the bed, I flick through my social media. After a while, Lisa makes her way out of the bathroom with a large bath towel around her, and collapses on the bed.

"Shit, I'm so tired, I've not slept since I left you yesterday. I somehow managed to close my eyes on the helicopter, even over the noise; I don't know how I'm going to make it through the day." She lets out a big stretch, causing her towel to fall open. Lisa laughs, "I don't even have the energy to close it back up."

I run my fingers through her hair, gently massaging her head.

"Mmmm, that's nice, sweetie, don't stop." After a few minutes, she turns on her side to face me. "Come on then, give me all the details of yesterday, don't miss anything out."

I start by telling her about what happened at the meal. I can see Lisa getting turned on. She starts to bite her lip, as I explain in detail how her mother had reacted. As I get to the juicy part of abusing her mom at the end of the night, she puts her hand between her legs and slowly rubs her pussy. The more I reveal, the faster her breathing, she opens her legs wide and starts to put her fingers into her soaking cunt. When I reach that part about her mother squirting uncontrollably, my wife screams out, clamps her legs closed, as she begins to shake, having her own orgasm.

As she recovers, she opens her eyes and looks at me. "Jesus, babes, that was so fucking erotic, I wish I had been there to see it."

I remove her hand from between her legs, bringing it up to my face, as I begin to suck the pussy juice from her fingers. "Don't you worry, I'm sure you will get your chance tonight."

Lisa gives me a seductive grin. "I certainly hope so."

Still with her fingers in my mouth, I take a leap and blurt out what had happened afterwards. "Oh, also your sister tried to blackmail me, so I fucked her up the ass."

Lisa's head jumps up from the bed. "YOU FUCKING DID WHAT!"

I go into defence mode. "HOLD ON, just calm down. It's not what you think, I had no choice." I tell her everything that her sister did, that it was the drink, but she had a face like thunder.

"That fucking bitch, after everything we have done for her, after that dickhead fucked her over, this is how she repays me."

I try to calm her down, "Honey, it's not worth it, she was desperate, it was the alcohol talking."

Her face was red. "I know, Andy, but that doesn't give her the right to blackmail you; after everything we have done for her, that fucking bitch just couldn't help herself." She jumps off the bed and grabs her phone.

"What are you doing," I panic.

She ignores me, as she puts the phone up to her ear. I can hear it ringing, and a faint "hello," answers.