My Mother-in-Law

I first met my Mother-in-law, Jane, before I married her daughter. I must admit I found her exceptionally attractive. She had short black hair, green eyes and a wonderfully curvy figure. It was difficult to not keep my eyes on her breasts as she would often wear tight sweaters which accentuated her curves.

  Even so nothing ever happened or was said. It was just a normal relationship between the two of us. That is until my wife gave birth  to our second daughter. Cathy, my wife had a difficult time and needed a lot of support. I took some time off but it came to the point when I had to return to work. It was decided that Jane would come and help her out for a few weeks. 

    Life returned to normal, me working and the women looking after the children and the house. The only thing that didn’t return was our sex life. Cathy was often too tired or not interested. By this time, a few months had passed and I had to resort to wanking to help relieve the tension. I often did this when I came home from work, when I would take a quick shower and stroke my cock till I came and the tension was relieved.

    One night, I was feeling so horny that instead of going into the shower, I stripped and lay on the bed. As I lay there I closed my eyes and gently teased my cock. I was so horny that it wasn’t long before my cock was proudly standing to attention. It was only then I head a noise. I opened my eyes to see Jane standing at the door, looking through the small gap I had left open.

    I could say nothing but blurt out some sort of apology and immediately moved my hand away. Jane looked at me, said nothing and moved away. Fear now took over. I could I imagine her going to Cathy and telling all. I went into the kitchen where they both were expecting Cathy to hit the roof,c all me all the names she could think of and me having to make a grovelling apology. But nothing was said. I wondered if I was going to get it later so I looked at Jane for her reaction but she did nothing.

    I sat through dinner and the evening watching television still expecting the worse, but still nothing was said. Eventually Cathy said she was going to bed and I said I would be few minutes, hoping she would go to sleep or at least not start shouting as she would wake the girls. To my surprise Jane said she would stay up for a little while as she wasn’t yet sleepy.

    Once Cathy had gone I took my chance to apologise but didn’t get far when Jane told me to sit next to her on the couch. I moved over and again started when Jane stopped me and asked if Jane was not having sex with me. I had to admit it had been quite a few months since anything had happened between us. She then asked had she interrupted me and had I finished. I admitted that I was so embarrassed that I hadn’t finished.

    It was then that she surprised me. She asked if I would like her to help. The thought of this woman who I had snatched furtive glances at for years stroking my cock was just too much. I started to get that feeling, that tightening of my balls and my cock moving. Jane looked down and smiled. I think I know the answer. She put her hand on the outside of my trousers and gently squeezed. 

   She looked at me and said this is between you and me. Cathy is not to know and if you tell her I shall deny it and call you a pervert!

Well how could I refuse? There was this wonderfully attractive woman squeezing my cock and promising to bring me off. Oh yes I wasn’t going to tell anybody. She unzipped me and put her hand inside. There are not words to describe that moment. She trailed her fingernails over my cock.

     She told me to stand and unbuckle my trousers. I let them fall and stood there with my cock trapped in my shorts. "Well let’s see what needs doing," she said and pulled my shorts over my cock and down to my feet. "Step out," she said. After doing that she used her nails over my balls. Then moved up to the head. She pulled back my foreskin, she licked her fingers and rubbed them at the base of the head. Pleasure went from my cock to  my head. I had never had such a feeling. I couldn’t help it. The cum was building so fast, I tried to hold it back, to keep this feeling but I couldn’t. I exploded. It had been so long it just kept coming..

  Jane kept talking. Telling me I was  a good boy and that she wanted it all.  I kept going until the touch on my cock was moving from pleasure to pain. I asked her to stop but she kept moving her fingers slowly till my cock and balls felt drained.

  She picked up my shorts, wiped her hands, the floor where I could see where my cum had dropped and then finally my cock.. She handed me my shorts and told me to wash them so Cathy wouldn’t see them. I agreed and then she stood up. "Well," she said, "if you are good and say nothing we may do it again."  With that she left to go to bed.

     I stayed there for some minutes not believing what happened but hoping it would be repeated soon. What I didn’t know was that Jane had different ideas about how this relationship would progress.