With father-in-law's help

by Janie My story takes me back a few years to a time before I was married. Stewart was my high school boyfriend and we had just graduated.My mom and I got into an argument so I just left and Stewart, who was living with his parents hid me in his room for about two weeks. Stewart and I had great sex, before I was hiding out in his room, but "I" had even better sex while Stewart was at work. Let me tell you about it. My then future father-in-law had a job near his home and came home every day for lunch. I would hear him drive up and peek out of the second story bedroom window and see him coming up the driveway. Then I'd hear him enter and eventually have lunch. Well, on the third day I was there, he came in about an hour early. Strange, I thought. He didn't go into the kitchen, he seemed to be rummaging about in his bedroom. A short while later, I hear sounds coming from the living room (which is at the bottom of the stairs), and its obvious that father-in-law had a porn video going. I carefully crept down the hallway to the stairs, and went as far down as I could without being seen. I didn't see father-in-law at first, but from the moans, I knew the video was still on. I looked down and looked into the large mirror on the living room wall and could see the television set, and there was a couple going at it, fucking and sucking. I finally got just a glimpse of father-in-law, and he was sitting in his recliner, naked as the day he was born, and stroking his hard dick. It wasn't the biggest I had ever seen, but it was about the same size as Stewart's. I could see that father-in-law was concentrating on the video and seemed to be stroking in rhythm with the guy fucking the girl. I mean, when they sped up, he would speed up, and when they slowed down, he slowed down. I crawled back up to the top of the stairs, shaking and wet from what I was witnessing. I took off my top, and then my shorts and panties. I cautiously went back down the stairs to where I could see father-in-law and the video in the mirror. I too, began to stroke my pussy in rhythm to the couple fucking, slowing down and speeding up, but mostly to the rhythm of father-in-law. Every now and then he would slow down and stop for a minute or two, and then start up again. I kept pace with him, not wanting to cum before he did. After almost two hours of stroking along with father-in-law, he began frantically stoking his cock, and keeping up with him, when he began shooting cum in the air, I came too. This had to been the most intense orgasm I ever experienced, up to that time. Father-in-law wiped up the mess with a towel he had handy, got dressed and went back to work. I, on the other hand, no pun intended, spent the rest of the afternoon frigging myself, and damn near fucked Stewart to death when he got home later that night. You might think this is the end, but, father-in-law repeated his show for me the rest of that week and all of the next week. I even watched him use my mother-in-law's panties while jacking off, by smelling them and wrapping them around his cock while he stroked it. On our final day of self stimulation, I'm not sure if he saw me or not, but he looked into the mirror and winked.