My Mother-in-Law's Needs

My wife had to go overseas for her company. She would be gone for three weeks. The day she left, my baby sitter got in a bad accident and had to quit. I was fully capable of caring for my two-year-old daughter but it could not have come at a worse time. I could not spare myself from my company.

I don't know how my mother-in-law found out. Maybe the baby sitter called Sheila, and Sheila called Mom. But there was my mother-in-law on the phone. "Bruce, I am leaving now so I will be there tonight by nine or ten. I hope you can help me in with my belongings."

"Oh my God that is wonderful Mom! You are a life saver. How long can you stay?"

"Bruce, I have nothing keeping me here. I can stay as long as you want."

"Dad needs you."

"Let the bastard hire a housekeeper!"

I was not ready for that. I thought my in-laws had a good, solid marriage; a lot stronger than mine. They were in their mid forties and they had been together since high school. They had raised three daughters; my wife was the middle child. I started to say something but changed my mind. We would have three weeks if she wanted to share and I would not pry if she did not. Maybe I needed to start calling her Karen if there was going to be an actual split. In any case, she was a life saver. I was really thankful to her.

At almost 10PM Mom arrived pulling a U-Haul trailer. WOW! Three weeks should be three or four suitcases, not a trailer full. She had what she needed right away in the car so we put off unloading the trailer until morning. What would not fit in the spare room could go in the garage tomorrow. But I wondered about the large load. I wondered why Dad was a bastard. Was she planning to stay? I was okay with her staying if that was her plan. I always liked Karen. In fact Karen had a sexier body, prettier face and better personality than any of her daughters. She was more of a girlie girl and had a bounce in her step. And her little ass had a nice sway.

When we finished the unloading for the evening, I said, "Coffee, tea, hot chocolate, wine or anything I can pick up at a convenience store? Most other things are closed now."

"Wine would be wonderful Bruce."

As I got the wine and some snacks, she jumped in right away. She had been a home maker for over half of her life so it was her "Mom" instinct. We put everything on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

"Bruce, we have a lot to talk about but not tonight."

"Take all the time you want Karen. I am just happy that you are here. You were always my favorite Mother-in-law and I love hanging out with you." I was thinking, and looking at her and fantasizing. I always dreamed of fucking her but I never took the risk of letting her know. Now I had three weeks to drop tiny hints and see if she reciprocated.

"You are by far my favorite son-in-law Bruce and unlike you, I have more than one."

I wondered if I would still be her favorite if she knew that I could not look at her without fucking her in my mind. Well, maybe I better just behave for three weeks.

As we settled into our cheese and crackers, we made a toast with the wine. This was my very first time drinking alone with Karen and I had to remind myself not to read anything into it. I wondered about her news. She was mad at her husband and appeared to be moving in. Could there be more than that? Probably there was not any more. But I would not push her to talk about it. She would talk when she was ready.

"Do you want television, Karen?"

"Yes. I don't care what you want to watch." As we watched a mindless sitcom, she slid closer to me. Then she started crying and shaking. Maybe I am about to hear her news. Meanwhile I put my arm around her and pulled her even closer. The tighter I embraced her, the louder Karen cried.

"Hey, Karen, I don't want to make it worse."

"Not your fault at all. You are my hero. If I was twenty years younger and you weren't my daughter's husband, I would fuck your brains out. Wow, I bet you never heard me talk like that before. Sorry Bruce. Wash my mouth out with soap if you think I need it."

"As for you being twenty years younger, forget it. You are one of the most beautiful, sexy, and desirable women I have ever known. I have thought so for as long as I have known you."

"Thanks Bruce, I need somebody to lie to me right now. Your bastard ex-father-in-law has been cheating on me for a long time but I was too stupid to see the signs. When he couldn't get it up, I thought he had a medical problem. I never suspected that he was all fucked out with his bimbo! When he had to work late three or four nights a week, I was proud of him for working so hard. Why was I so blind and trusting? I was so stupid."

"He is the stupid one Karen. He has lost you and will never find one as good. He is the big loser and all because of male curiosity!"

"You are great for my ego but I am just a middle aged lady that could not hold on to her man."

"And he was too stupid to appreciate what he had. Let's go make some more snacks." Now I had two strong feelings. I still craved her but I wanted to dry her tears too. I wanted to be her friend that would give her the space she needed and be there for her if she wanted to talk about it. I wanted to be there for her if she wanted to fuck too but any sudden advances might scare her away forever.

There was little in the house for snacks so I drove to a convenience store and stocked up. My lousy marriage was heavy on my mind as I drove. Maybe there would be a right time to tell Karen or maybe Sheila would open up to her. Maybe Karen had enough problems without hearing mine. I had married Sheila because she was pregnant with my daughter. But I was not the only guy fucking her back then. As her company trips became more frequent, I had my secretary call her company and ask to talk to her. She was connected with Sheila right away. That accounted for her international business trips including that alleged trip to Belgium. I was going to hire a detective to see where she stayed on these "trips", but my daughter was only two and needed a Mommy and Daddy; not detectives and DNA.

When I arrived back home, Karen had changed to a heavy robe and was crying so loud that I heard her as soon as I entered the front door.

"Oh Bruce, you have four big bags of junk food? When will we eat all that?"

Again, she helped serve to the coffee table and we were snacking and watching television again. I thought about the betrayal we had both suffered. I thought about Karen's sadness and wanted to make it go away. I wished we could console each other. Then she started holding me tight and her crying was out of control.

"Bruce, I am not crying for that bastard. I am crying because I have wasted over half my life."

"You raised three daughters."

"Your two sister-in-laws are sluts. They both cheat on their husbands."

That is when I slipped and said, "I guess it is all three of your daughters."

"What? You mean Sheila too! I guess they have their father's genes."

"Let's just enjoy our living room picnic."

"Yes."

"Never mind your bastard and my slut."

I found a movie and we settled in to munch and watch. As we enjoyed the movie she moved against me again and I loved her closeness. As the romantic part of the movie played, our lips found each other. I tried to get my tongue in her mouth but she stopped me and moved over on the couch.

"I am so sorry Bruce. I did not mean to do that. Three wrongs don't make a right. Please forgive me for kissing you."

"You did not kiss me Karen; we kissed each other."

"It was nice but we cannot."

"Come back."

"You mean next to you?"

"Yes."

"Do you think that is wise?"

"I think it is something we need to do. Besides, you cannot reach the munchies from way over there."

She hesitated for a long minute and finally moved back to the middle of the couch. I put my arm around her and pulled her close. My other hand slipped inside of her robe and began rubbing her flat stomach. We were kissing again and this time my tongue slipped into her mouth without resistance.

After rubbing her stomach for a long time, my hand traveled up her chest to her firm little breast. Her nipple was sticking straight out and she felt amazing. My cock was so swollen that it was straining against my pants. We rolled toward each other and my member pressed into her stomach.

"Bruce, this is very uncomfortable and very wrong."

"It is uncomfortable, yes. Why is it wrong? We have both been betrayed and now we are comforting each other. Is that so wrong, Karen?"

"I need to sleep, Bruce. I need to wake up single and happy. I need to wake up to find that the bastard was only a bad dream."

"So do I but I have a two year old girl to think about."

"Are you sure Bruce?"

"No. I could hire a detective and find out where she stays on her alleged international trips, but I might get mad and confront them. I could do DNA but I don't want to lose my daughter."

"You are a good father."

"I will need your help."

"I did not plan on having this conversation yet. I really need to sleep."

We kissed goodnight and headed off to bed. I did not shut my door and neither did Karen so I could hear her crying after a few minutes. So I tip toed into her room and climbed into bed with her. That brought about a scream of, "Bruce! What are you doing?"

"I am consoling both of us I hope."

"I need you next to me but no sex, please. I am not ready for anything like that."

"Let's just comfort each other Karen." And that is how we spent the night. At some time during the night, my member found the way into her but crack and my hand was cupping her breast. But that is as far as it went that night. When I woke up it was daylight and she was gone. I found her in the kitchen feeding my daughter.

"What would you like for breakfast Bruce? If you take over feeding Lorilyn, I will make our food."

"I am easy to please with eggs, oatmeal, cereal, or whatever."

"How about some pancakes?"

That is how our life went for the next few days. The three of us had a happy life. All of us were happy except my swollen, neglected member. Then she said, "Do you really want to fuck me?"

"More than anything I ever wanted before."

"Then just prove something to me."

"I will see if her car is parked in the usual area. Does she know your car?"

"no."

"She usually gets off around 4:30. If her car is there I will stay with Lorilyn and you lay low and watch her get in her car. Don't try to follow her. Just confirm that she is not out of the country."

I confirmed that her car was there and Karen left about 4:00 PM to see who got in the car. When she finally returned she said, "I have been a bad girl. I followed her and located her love nest."

"Okay, but I don't want to know. If I go commit violence, I could get arrested and lose my daughter. She is not worth it."

"Bruce, I think that I promised you something. Go slow. I have only been with one man in my life so I may be scared. I want you. I want to avenge my stupid husband. I want to punish my slut daughter for what she did to you. Most of all I want a man that wants me. Tonight will be our time."

Before we finished dinner, a car pulled in the driveway. It was Karen's husband, Steve. I wondered what he wanted and most of all how to get rid of him quickly. This was supposed to be my time with Karen. He was the last person I wanted to see. As he entered the house, he made his purpose known, "Karen, why did you take your stuff and why won't you answer your phone?"

"Simple, Steve. I moved out and left you. And I don't want to talk to you. When Sheila get's back I won't be needed here and I can move on to where ever I want."

"I won't allow it!"

"Crawl back under your rock! If we go to court, I have evidence. It should be worth a lot of alimony. If you leave me alone, I will not bother you. Now get out!"

He left after a tirade of abusive language. I left on foot through the back door and spotted his car on a side street a block away. I walked down quietly and reached his side door before he spotted me. He said, "What are you, her enforcer?"

"Just leave quietly, like she said. The police don't like stalkers here."

After more than enough time for him to get home, I called my older sister-in-law and asked if he had returned. She checked his house and said that he was not there. So I called Steve and said, "I told you to leave."

His reply was, "What are you, fucking Karen or something?"

"You think I am fucking Mom? What are you nuts, Steve? But I will defend my wife and daughter. I will also protect my mother-in-law as long as she is a guest in my home. Leave now or I will let the police know that you are stalking us."

Later that evening my sister-in-law called to say that her Dad just got home. When I shared the news with Karen she said, "I am really sorry Bruce. That Bastard has me too upset to have our time together."

Karen had a nice dinner ready when I got home the following night. We ate in silence and adjourned to the living room with a bottle of wine. As we settled into wine and television, our cuddle from the night before resumed as sweet as before. My arm was around her and my hand found her petite tit again. That is when she said, "I am really nervous downstairs. He could come back and look in the window. Let's go upstairs to our rooms."

I followed the sway in her little ass up the stairs and into the guest room.

As we closed the guest room door behind us, I locked lips with her again. My hand found a sexy little breast to hold and my cock pressed into her pussy. Maybe it was finally happening. After several minutes, I was playing with her pussy through her panties. She started stroking my swollen member and moaning into my mouth. My pre-cum was soaking my boxers and her pussy juice was doing the same for her panties. I laid her back on the bed and started kissing her pussy through the layers of cloth. Then I pulled her dress off and continued kissing her panty clad cunt.

Just then when I pulled her panties off, she froze. "I can't do this Bruce!"

I acted like I did not hear her and lowered my mouth to her sex.

"I really can't, Bruce."

I continued licking her love split and nibbling her clit with my lips. Her pussy juice was soaking my face and her moaning increased. She tasted so good and her pussy musk was driving me wild.

"Bruce, I told you that I cannot do this. Please stop." Her words said stop and her body said go. I chose go and kept pleasuring her pussy with my mouth. Meanwhile, I had a tit in each hand and a nipple under each thumb.

"Bruce, I said stop."

"I am not taking you by force."

"But we must stop."

"Why?"

"Stop because I am scared."

"Are you scared of Steve, Sheila, me or what?"

"I am afraid of me. I was a respectable middle aged lady. Now I am just a slut in need of a good fucking. My needs have taken over my values."

Rather than argue more, I put my face back into her pussy. She had a large amount of pussy juice and I loved liking up every drop. Meanwhile I slipped out of my clothes. As I moved up on the bed, my throbbing member found her entrance. Then she grabbed my cock and started rubbing it against her love slot. After a few minutes it slipped into where it was always meant to be. After only a couple minutes, I warned that I was coming. But before I came, Karen started shaking and screaming. My orgasm was seconds later and rocked the earth. As I sent river after river deep into her vagina, my eyes rolled back in my head and I was only aware of coming. When I finally emptied my balls, we lay together with my cock still inside her.

"Bruce, I had needs. I will have more needs if you want to help me with them. Meanwhile, I am scared again."

To put her at ease, I took a shower in my bathroom and crawled into my own bed. Moments later Karen was beside me.

"Your older woman is back."

"Woman, yes, older, no. Tell me more about your needs and I will tell you about mine."

When we made love again, it was incredible, and loving. Now how to get rid of Sheila and keep my daughter.