Mother In Law_(1)

It had been a beautiful week and the weekend was looking to be even more beautiful.

My wife and myself were at my mother in laws’ house for dinner on a Thursday evening. My wife was talking to her sister about the annual weekend away they do with their dad. They were both not pleased that it was on one of the hottest weekends we’d had for most of the summer.
As my wife and her sister talked, my mother in law asked me what my plans for my weekend on my own were.

I told her that I had lots of painting on the garage and re staining of the fence I wanted to get done. Other then that not much beside cutting grass and if the night was not too windy I might sit in back yard and listen to some music and have a Bon fire.

So the dinner and conversation continued and after dinner we all hoped in my truck and went to caught a movie at the theatre.

Once the movie was over and we head back to drop the in laws off. My mother in-law suggested if I need a hand at all with painting she’d be glad to help.

Once we got home the wife suggested it would lbe a good idea for her mother to help, she loves to paint and it would save me a ton of time and she’d probably cook dinner for me as well.

So the wife called her and asked if she’d was free tomorrow, as well too remind her sister that their dad would be picking her up around 430pm.

Once she was off the phone she told me that I could pick up her mom tomorrow morning, just to call before I headed over. As well that she’d be up around six am, so anytime after seven.

I woke up early as I usually am up by five am for work, but working four days a week and getting Fridays off I’ve just kept the same wake up time. It allows me to accomplish so much more with that extra day off.

I took my long shower and got all cleaned up. I figured it was time to shave the boys as it had been a week since I last touched them up. Once I had that whole area cleaned up and trimmed, I cleaned up my facial hair a little. I put on some after shave and cologne. The scent was one that my wife was kind of fond of and her mother had remarked at it last Christmas as well.

We were alone in the kitchen. She had stated that it was just the perfect scent for myself. Jokingly that if she was only twenty years younger the effect it was currently having upon her would not be as easily hid. For she would have been wearing a short skirt and no underwear!
Luckily the sweat pants she was wearing at the moment were doing an adequate job, but once dinner was made she’d have to excuse herself to take care of the moistness between her legs, because if she sat it’d look much like she’d pissed herself. The fact that these sweat pants and shirt were making her sweat bricks was probably the only reason we all couldn’t smell her arousal, she stated to me with an aroused tone, a glisten in her eye, as she drank in all of me with her eyes.

Now this kind of caught me off guard, as she’d never talked to me in such away. It wasn’t the first time I have caught her staring at my crouch. When I walked around in shorts or in my boxers she’d hardly ever look away, but nothing had ever been said.

Now I’m sure she’s also noticed my glances when she would come down in her nighties, but never before or since had we said anything.

As I piled on a little extra and slipped the bottle in my pocket as to slap a little on just before she was to get into the truck. Then this all came back to me.

I kissed the wife as she made herself breakfast and told her to call when they got out to their dad’s as he was picking them up.

I stopped on the way to the mother in laws’ to grabbed three coffees one for each of us and one for the sister in law.

I called her mom around 645 as I pulled into drive way and there was no answer so I grabbed the coffees and walked into the house. I never knocked before on door and didn’t this time.

I walked right in, and there before my eyes was a sight I couldn’t take my eyes off, one I had seen many mornings when I use to stay here when the wife lived here. Her mother was wearing a black silk nightie that was almost transparent with silky lace mesh on the breast, the top was trimmed with dyed black fur that dropped just enough to meet the silk where her nipples would be. But all the rest of her breast was “covered”, not that it hid anything. The design on the bottom was similar to the top a few inches, it started six or so inches from bottom the silky lace mesh started and the bottom was trimmed with same fur.

As I was bluntly staring and making no effort to hid my gaze or the growing erection in my shorts. She simply said ” Good-morning Hun, would you like some breakfast, I was just warming up the bacon, thought I’d cook us a Hearty breakfast. ” I simply blurted out sure.

As I kicked off my shoes and walked into kitchen and took my seat at the kitchen table with a completely perfect view of her as she busied herself making breakfast. My mind melted and the blood left my mind as to head south to the swelling in my shorts. As the sight before me was the same pattern of the silky lace mesh but it was the whole back side of the nightie.

She acted as if I wasn’t even there or as if she was wearing something less revealing. She started to bend over to pull out a pan from the cupboard beside the stove, as the nightie started to ride up and up, it was just about to come over her ass and I was going get a full view of her ass and the pussy I’d thought of many of a times. As it was on the verge I gasped slightly and with out missing a beat she bent her knees and squatted and my first glance was all but over.

She put the pan on the stove poured some oil in it and slid the cut up potatoes into it. She then put the bacon in the oven with the exact same show as last one and it was as if time had stood still, and repeated as I held my gasp this time but the nightie stopped short again.

She turned around and smiled devilishly and asked if one of those coffees were for her. I nodded my head and she walked over pulled mine out the tray and passed it to me. She then pulled hers out and moved to my side of the table.

As she moved toward me her eyes were all over me taking in every inch of my body, her gaze lingered upon my crotch.

She then said ” My daughter was right you are truly a gentleman, bringing me a coffee.”. She winked and blew me a kiss. ” It looks like that thick cock of yours is just as gentlemanly as you standing up so I’ll have a place to sit!”.

With that she plopped down on my lap. As she wiggled around on my lap, rubbing my ever growing and hardening erection, she breathed in deeply of the scent I was wearing and turn to face me. She looked me in the eye and said ” I guess we both had similar ideas this morning out of what we wanted for the day and hopefully the weekend, you knowing the scent of that cologne drives me wild and me knowing, well knowing an outfit like this would drive any man nuts.”

As I locked eye contact with her I could barely nod my head. She had even done her make-up and hair. She was wearing a pair of thigh high latex high heels that gave her enough added hight so that when we stood we were the same high. This was all too much. She leaned in planted a kiss on my cheek and gave an extra effort to grinding on my cock. She then got up and returned to cooking.

It was quite the hearty feast she was cooking up there was eggs, farmer sausage, bacon, toast, orange juice as well, hash browns with green, red opinions, red, green, yellow peppers, jalapeño peppers ( heavy with those), and for that extra kick she had minced up so small about three habanero peppers.

Once all of this was ready and placed on the table, with no help from me as I was told to sit and admire the sights, and It was her place as a woman to ensure that as a man I was served and given a sight worth looking at as I was served.

She served me a large plate filled with food. Once my food was upon the table before me and all the elements and what not was turned off, she walked over reached down unzipped my shorts and worked them off.

Then pulled my boxers down just enough that my cock spurn out and then just a little further to reveal my balls. She grasped my cock with one hand and balls with the other.