I started the van and took another sip of my coffee. My wife Joanne makes the best coffee I've ever tasted. She puts a touch of Irish Cream in it to give it that little kick it needs to start my day off right.
I work as a plumber and spend most days dealing with a lot of shit, and I mean that literally, but Joanne sends me out into the cruel world with a smile on my face every day.
As I pulled out of the driveway I also thought of the sweet fuck we had just shared on the kitchen table and the fact that it may have been the one to make the baby we've been trying to have for the last 6 months.
I was seriously missing the fabulous deep throat Joanne used to give daily, but I also understood why.
"We won't ever conceive if you keep blasting your loads down my throat instead of into my pussy." She would often say after an expert tongue massage.
As I neared the halfway mark of my trip to my latest job, my cell phone rang. It was Joanne.
"Something has gone wrong at mom's house darling. I think she's having a problem with her bathroom. Could you be a sweetheart and go over to have a look for me?" She asked.
I said sure and asked her to call the other job to let them know I would be a bit late.
About 10 minutes later I pulled into my mother-in law's driveway and couldn't help feeling a few butterflies of excitement deep in my gut. You see...Joanne's mom, Stephanie, is a long time shower-jerk fantasy of mine. She is every guy's wet dream come true.
Joanne's father had split just after she was born and Stephanie had raised her solo and remained single ever since. God only knows how!
Stephanie is a 40 year old red-headed beauty who's drop-dead gorgeous, at 6ft tall with a massive set of 38DD's that show no signs of sag whatsoever despite age or the law of gravity! I often thought they had to be implants but that didn't curb my appetite at all.
Stephanie's legs and ass are so firm that often just thinking of them makes my cock twitch and pulse. Sometimes when she comes over to our place, dressed-up for special occasions, I teeter on the brink of just shouting, "FUCK IT!" and jumping her.
Once when she dropped her keys in the driveway, I felt pre-cum drip out of my dick when she slowly bent over to pick them up! I often wondered and suspected if she did it on purpose because she often caught me staring at her and never acted like it bothered her at all.
I grabbed my tool belt and got out of the van. As I headed towards the door, Stephanie opened it up and I felt my semi become a tent that I quickly hid with my tool belt.
She was wearing a white silk blouse through which, I could see the distinct pattern of her lace bra straining to hold back its incredible cargo.
She had a form fitting red mini-skirt and 4inch stilettos at the bottom of her endless legs. Stephanie giggled and greeted me with a kiss on the cheek.
"Thanks for getting here so soon Jim" she said "I was trying to get ready to go out shopping, but the sink upstairs is backed-up."
"I'll get right on you Steph." I said, and paused in horror realising the Freudian blunder I had just made.
"I mean...I'll get right on it Steph." I corrected myself and waited, and prayed she didn't notice my mistake.
Stephanie just raised an eyebrow and turned to lead the way upstairs. Oh no I thought. I've just let the cat out of the bag. As soon as I'm out the door, she'll be on the phone to Joanne and I'll be in the doghouse forever. While going up the stairs all I could do was drool as her tight ass moved slowly only inches from my face. Her long legs and ankles were perfectly formed and covered by white silk stockings.
By the time we reached the top I was intoxicated by her perfume and seriously in danger of blowing a hole through the front of my pants!
"I think it's clogged. I hope you can fix it?" She pointed towards her bathroom.
"Steph, I have yet to find one I can't. It's usually something simple that blocks the drain is all" I said.
I looked into the mirror and could see that she was sitting on the bed behind me watching me work. She apparently had no idea I could see her and didn't even have her legs crossed.
I glanced again saw that she wasn't wearing any panties at all! Her stockings were only thigh-high with lace at the top and her pussy was completely clean-shaven.
The butterflies in my gut were now an out of control stampede and I felt the warm flood of semen shoot out of my cock inside my pants.
"Jim, are you alright?" Stephanie asked. I was so shaken I jumped when she spoke.
"Um..yeah Steph, I'm um..just trying to see what's going on in this drain." I turned and answered.
"Jim, what's that on the front of your pants?" She asked.
Her question left me feeling like a cornered rat. There was no escape or explanation except for the brutal and honest truth because she had seen the cum seeping through my pants when I turned.
I realized I had finally teetered over the brink and had to take a leap of faith.
"Stephanie...I don't know any other way to say it...you just made me cum in my pants" I said.
She looked completely shocked at my response. I couldn't do anything but stand there and wait for her to freak-out and destroy my life with a phone call to her daughter.
I think that was the longest moment of my life. I also felt as though a giant weight was lifted, as this woman, my mother-in-law, would finally know how I felt about her for real.
After what seemed like an eternity, I noticed her features start to change. I saw a warm smile start to spread across her face. She licked her lips slowly.
"Jim, what did you just say to me?" she asked.
"Stephanie...I uh, while I was watching you in the mirror you turned me on so much that I came in my pants. I think you are the most sexy creature I've ever seen in my life!" I said.
There...it was out...it was finally time to sink or swim.
"Oh my God Jim, do you have any idea...have you ever noticed that I feel exactly the same way about you?" She stammered.
"Do you know that I've fantasized about you since the day my daughter brought you home?"
"It's only natural for men and women to feel attracted to each other when they see something they like." She said.
"But what about Joanne?" I asked.
"Don't worry dear, just get those sticky pants off so I can get them cleaned for you." She ordered.
Without hesitation I unbuckled my tool belt and took off my pants. I was beginning to feel stupid just standing there in front of Stephanie in my cum-filled boxers.
"We'll need to get those off too." She said.
And with that she got down on her knees in front of me and started pulling them down. I couldn't believe it...at last my cock and my mother-in-law would not only be a fantasy, but a reality!
Stephanie gently cupped my balls in one hand and began massaging my already swelling member with the other.
"Oh Jim, I never imagined I'd get this chance in my lifetime." She said.
