Sarah
The first time I met my Mother in law I saw a slightly chubby woman, dressed conservatively in skirt and blouse with tan coloured nylons and flat shoes and hair tied up in a bun, however, I noticed her large breasts and wide hips.
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I never really noticed her body or sexiness before Kelly and I got engaged but after that event, for whatever reason, I have not been able to get my mind off Sarah, my mother in law.
We had always joked and flirted but there was nothing in it.
We were engaged for about a year before our wedding and we've been married for a year and a half so, all told, this crush is about two and a half years in the making.
Then I separated from Kelly because I found out she was fucking other men.
I had moved back to my mother's after the separation and was enjoying the single life again.
It was a warm, sunny afternoon and I was just getting ready to go for a run, putting my joggers and trainers on when the doorbell rang. I opened the door to find my Mother-in-law (Kelly and I were not yet divorced) standing there as I stood open mouthed.
She was unusually made up, eye shadow, mascara and light red lipstick completed the look. She was wearing a leather jacket with matching leather skirt with a split up the front which stopped just below the knee topped accompanied by a dark blue, V neck, jersey blouse showing her ample cleavage. I also noted she was wearing black nylons.
She wore black high heeled strappy sandals that enhanced her shapely legs. As usual her nails were well manicured and painted a light red to match her glossy lipstick. Golden hoop earrings hung from her ear lobes. Her shoulder length red hair was up in a ponytail instead of her normal bun.
She was worth definitely worth a second look...
Sarah stood in front of me and said "Well, are you going to invite me in?"
"I'm Sorry Sarah. Come in please.
"I wanted to see how you were."
"Come in and take a seat in the front room."
As she swept past me her large breasts jiggled slightly and I got the smell of leather and perfume. I noticed Sarah
I always thought her husband, John, was a very lucky guy.
I walked behind her, noticing her seamed nylons and the subtle sway of her hips.
Sarah sat down in the armchair and I sat opposite on the sofa.
"Well, how are you doing?"
"I'm fine, thank you."
"You know Kelly moved back home after you split up."
"Well she should have moved in with the bloke that she was shagging."
"Sorry. What?"
"Oh she didn't tell you. I caught her in bed with a guy. That's why I left."
"She didn't tell me that. Oh my god John, I'm so sorry, I thought you two were good together. I really didn't know and she never said anything about it. She just said you left without a word."
Sarah looked shocked as I told her the story.
"But she seemed so happy. "
"If she was so happy she wouldn't have been shagging my so called mate."
Sarah crossed her legs and the split in her skirt rode up her leg slightly giving me a glimpse of her stocking tops.
"But she told me what a great lover you were and how you satisfied her."
"Really."
"Yes."
Sarah crossed her legs again 'Sharon Stone' style and flashed her red and black silky panties at me.
I was staring at her lovely legs then slowly moved my eyes to her large breasts. I had always wanted to grab hold of them but resisted the temptation. I imagined caressing and sucking her breasts until her nipples were hard."
Sarah woke me from my dreamy state. "Are you OK John?"
"Oh err.... Yes. I was miles away. Anyway, I hope you haven't come to ask me to take Kelly back."
"After what you've told me I wouldn't expect you to. No I just wanted to see how you were doing."
Sarah was sitting directly opposite me in the chair when she parted her legs, exposing her red and black lace panties between her open legs. I imagined myself caressing her large breasts while spreading her legs, pumping my cock in and out of her pussy.
"It's been rough but I'm doing fine now thanks Sarah."
"Tell me are you missing Kelly?"
"No, Not at all."
I didn't want to mention that I had been screwing my ass off with a lot of older women since I came home. I didn't think she would take too kindly to that.
"So you are keeping well then.
"Like I said, I'm fine."
"You were staring at my breasts earlier weren't you?"
"Err... Yes."
"I've seen you staring at me before. I've caught you many times"
"Err...Yes. Sorry I just...."
"No need to be sorry. I'm quite flattered. It's nice to be appreciated by a young man."
Not thinking about my answer I blurted out "I must admit I have always preferred older women."
"Well. That surprises me John. Why Is that?"
"They are more confident, experienced and they know what they want. Also they are more adventurous"